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    “What are you—” Ilya began, but the words died on his tongue. “Holy shit.”

    “I was trying to tell you.” Shane ran a hand through his sweat-damp hair, willing the heat in his cheeks to fade. “I don’t know what happened. It must’ve been some sort of mistake. I didn’t. I mean—”

    “Holy shit,” Ilya repeated, more stunned than before, his gaze sweeping over the room that looked like Cupid himself had thrown up across every square inch of it, and there were many. It was the penthouse suite, after all.

    OR: A hotel mix-up leaves Shane with a decorated room on Valentine's day.

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    18 Feb 2026

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    “If you ever talk about my fiancé like that again, then I will end your career.”

    The words are pure vitriol, dripping from Shane’s mouth like venom from the fangs of a snake. He doesn’t raise his voice, he doesn’t even sound angry, he just sounds lethal. Like a man you don’t want to cross. Like a man who fully intends to honour his promise…or threat.

    He’s met with stunned silence.

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    17 Feb 2026

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    “You like it, right?” Shane whispered against his lips.

    “Hm?” Ilya tried hard to focus on Shane’s words but Shane felt too good, the pressure of his ass on Ilya’s crotch too maddeningly distracting.

    Shane leaned in so that his mouth was now right on Ilya’s ear, stilling his movements. “I said,” he breathed hotly, “you like it? Being my dog?”

    And this was new. The words sent an electric shock down Ilya’s spine, making him involuntarily thrust up into Shane. Ilya swallowed, closing his eyes and nodding furiously, as Shane nibbled on his ear lobe and sucked sweetly at the skin there.

    “Speak,” Shane said simply, the same tone he used when talking to Chiron or Anya. When talking to dogs.

    “Fuck,” Ilya choked out. “Yes, da, yes, I like being your dog.”

    or, Ilya discovers a new kink about himself.

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    16 Feb 2026

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    “Jar!” Hayes calls out from across the room.

    “What? We didn’t even do anything!” Shane insists, rather indignantly.

    “Oh, please. You can’t look at each other like that and call it nothing. I know that look - I have a wife.”

    “So I can’t look at my husband now?” Ilya whines. “This is workplace bullying!”

     

    (Or, the Centaurs get Ilya and Shane a PDA jar. It doesn’t work.)

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    15 Feb 2026

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    When Shane was born an ocean away from her homeland, Yuna Hollander, who did not pray, whispered into the world: Let every door open for him, my son.

    OR: Yuna Hollander learns to appreciate Ilya Rozanov, one step at a time.

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    15 Feb 2026