"Mmmph..." Vivienne was startled.

She was dragged into the room, a hand clamped tightly over her mouth.

The man's strength was astonishing; she struggled to break free but found herself unable to escape his iron grip.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a masked face, and her struggling momentarily froze.

"Stop wiggling, it's me. There are people outside," Mr. K's muffled voice whispered in her ear, hoarse and laced with a seductive tone.

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