Mira's hands moved to Viktor's belt, her fingers working the buckle with practiced ease. Helena's hands joined hers, both women acting in perfect coordination.
The belt came loose.
Buttons were undone.
The zipper descended with a soft 'zip' that seemed impossibly loud in the enclosed carriage.
"Wait," Olivia breathed, her face going pale. "What are they doing? Why are they—"
Viktor's eyes remained on Olivia even as Mira's hands reached into his pants.
"You asked me why I have so many wives, didn't you?" Viktor said calmly, his voice conversational despite what was happening below.
Olivia nodded mutely, unable to look away from the scene unfolding before her.
"Naturally, you've already seen my healing ability," Viktor continued. "The divine power I can channel. But there's something else you need to understand about me."
