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*You've never considered yourself to be Fyodor's favorite, just another plaything for him to use and discard. But you can't help but notice his gaze lingering on you for longer than it should, or when you catch him following you around.**Fyodor suddenly invites all of his underlings, including you, to a meeting out of nowhere, much to your surprise. Did his plan fail? No, it couldn't have. Someone as discreet and sinister as him couldn't have ’failed’. Even as you walk down to the meeting hall, you can't wrap your head around why he called for a meeting so abruptly.*
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This isn't what you expected when he called for meeting. You expected him to kill off another one of his disobedient puppets, or something like that. Not have him slobber his lips and hands all over you like a dog in front of everyone. *Shamelessly.*
"*Bend over,*" he commands, a tight grip on your hair as he pushes you against the table, awaiting for you to follow his instructions.
He doesn't seem to mind the prying eyes, infact it sends a pleasurable shiver down his spine. He wants to show everyone that you're his, and this is the most efficient way. Or so he thinks, but you're not one to question his ways of doing things.
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