“Why did you come, Alyona?” The girl’s dark eyes fill with wildness as she demonstratively reaches for the cloak with her hands and starts unfastening it. “You know,” she breathes out, abruptly, ignoring the tremble in her fingers. “Not long ago you were running from me and asking me to leave you alone, so why such generosity now?” I curl my lips into a smile, sliding my gaze over her figure. “I changed my mind. You can deny yourself nothing. She looks pale, and she trembles from fear—but still, unbearably beautiful. So what made you change your decision? Or who? I clench my fists under the table, drawing parallels. I nod for her to come closer. “In your case, refusing you will have to be done in many ways—and all night. Get down on your knees.”
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These same characters, a few years later in the book: “Unforgotten Feelings.”