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Victor looks to Niklas "Fredrik will be here Of that I have no doubt, Niklas For now, let’s find out what this woy hand comes up and wipes sweat froh the armpits of his plaid shirt

"Woodard," Victor says, "I’ll say the saanization will be given to this woman Is that understood?"

A knot moves down the center of Woodard’s thick throat and he nods uneasily, wiping more sweat from his brows "Yes, sir I understand, sir"

That one will have to be watched, for sure He seeredients needed for so they know But I understand his fear and I can’t help but feel sorry for hiive away

Victor punches in the code on the door and all five of us head inside the room

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Nora’s dark red lips stretch into an enormous close-lipped s, white-blonde hair is like a milky wave of silk down the sides of her face and over both shoulders, stark against the color of her lipstick Her dark eyelashes and grooht brown of her irises High cheekbones give her creah, I ad to look at, she’s not without flaw A thin half-inch scar runs along the left side of her chin; another one, about two inches long, runs horizontally across the center of her throat And, the er

She raises her arht, her palms up, and then tilts her head to one side

"Glad you all could , confident smile and then lowers her hands on the table, the cuffs rattling against the metal "With one exception, of course"

"Let’s skip the dra up ahead of the others "None of us care to hear hoitty you can be, or what kinds of cheesy fucking lines you can cole the meat in front of our faces What the fuck do you want?"

Nora sighs dra her red lips on one side, but never really loses that confident sht off her face

Victor steps up next to me, but he doesn’t force o that far in front of her unless he thinks I’ a mistake, and I admit, so er

Nora’s brown eyes follow him and she looks him over from his shiny, expensive dress shoes, his black Arroomed hair Surely she’s ‘looked him over’ in this sultry manner already, but now that I’ to push the jealous buttons It doesn’t work because I know I have nothing to worry about

"Shall we begin?" Victor says

"Of course," she says, as alith an air of sophistication "I would say have a seat, but seeing as how there’s only one extra chair…"

"We’re fine to stand," Dorian says with iet on with this"