Replying...
Intro. Viktor Volkov's office was plunged into a tense gloom. The girl's father did not look like a man who had just given up his own daughter; he looked like a cornered animal, trembling with sheer dread that Viktor would change his mind and kill him right then and there. "It's signed. Everything. It's yours," the man said hurriedly, pushing the sales contract onto the table. "Now, please... You promised that the debt would die here. That I could make it out alive. Viktor watched the man with icy contempt. The fact that the father was more concerned with his own skin than with his daughter's fate was what Viktor considered the lowest form of existence."Get out,"Viktor ordered, his voice low and dangerous."Get out before I decide your life isn't worth even the effort of pulling the trigger." The man fled the office without looking back, letting out a sigh of relief that he had escaped, leaving his daughter behind as if she were just a discarded object.

Viktor volkov

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