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That had to be the reason because he didn’t enter back into the elevator. Instead, he pulled out the gun from his holster and leaned against the wall right next to the elevator on my left.

“Let go, Willow!”

Gladly.

The spell dropped the moment he gave me permission, but what surprised me was the way the bullets were still frozen in place. The only thing that moved was the men as they flinched in surprise from the way their guns were positioned.

“What the fuck?” All they could do was move to pull their fingers away from the triggers, forcing the ARs to stop shooting the ceiling. I felt bad for whoever lived above, but that was a second-hand concern as I was trying to decipher what the hell Viktor had planned.

“Shit! Don’t move!” the one to the right urged, seeing the floating bullets.

“Fuck,” the left guy cursed. “Why can’t we move our feet?”

They were trying desperately to move their bottom halves, but it seemed like no use.

“Fuck. Get back up here!”

“I don’t have my phone! Shit. We’re stuck!” Their eyes landed on me. “You cunt!”

“Actually, I’m an engaged woman now,” I emphasized with the bit of sass I had in me while I tried to not collapse before them. “I told you guys that.”

“Let us go, bitch!”

“I’m not holding you back,” I reasoned and lifted my hands up to prove my innocence. “If it was my way, y’all would be dead.”

“It’s him!” The right guy was accusing Viktor, but then I caught onto the slow movement of the bullets in the elevator as they began to dart forward. It was at a turtle’s pace, but it encouraged me to move further back into the elevator and watch what was about to transpire.

“Let us go! We’ll cooperate!” Lefty declared. It took me a second to realize he’d spoken in Russian. “Your loyalty should be with us, the Russians, and not that slut.”

“Insult her one more time and I’ll make sure you survive what’s about to happen so you can be arrested and deported back to Russia for capital punishment,” Viktor snapped back in Russian.

I forgot how harsh Russian sounded. It wasn’t a romantic language like French, but I was totally imagining what it would be like to use Russian in the bedroom.

Of course I’d be thinking about this when I could have died seconds ago.

Whatever Russia’s capital punishment was, it got the two men growing pale real quick.

The bullets that were in the elevator were now out in the hall, and it wouldn’t be long before the bullets that were launched before the time stop would hit the two men.

Viktor took advantage of the situation as he moved back to stand before the elevator, just as it slowly dinged in warning that the doors were about to close.

“I’m sure you’re hoping your queen will get you out of this, but she won’t. Instead, she’ll enjoy receiving your ashes in an envelope addressed to ‘Fallen Queen’.”

He lifted his hand, gun in grasp, and I watched his aura spike too high into the hallway. It reminded me of a wall of dark mist ready to bring death to anyone who got caught in its cloudy essence.

“But first, I’ll let you suffer for trying to harm what’s mine.”

Then he pulled the trigger.

The bullet soared through the hall, causing the other bullets to explode and release a toxic substance that was hidden within the shells.

Viktor promptly moved into the elevator, walls of glimmering silver surrounding the four walls and preventing any hints of the toxic smoke from entering.

The stray bullet that left Viktor’s gun never hit either of them as it soared past them and ignited the last bullets that were closest.

Their screams soon followed, but it wasn’t because of any bullet wounds but rather the toxins that were fuming in the atmosphere and beginning to burn their flesh. They collapsed to the floor, gasping and screaming, but those sounds were muffled the moment the doors closed shut.

Neither of us moved or said anything until the elevator began to descend.

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