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“He wouldn’t!” Delia’s eyes widened, and she dragged Dimitri toward the breakfast area. “There’s too much food!”

“Viktor can inhale it all, I promise.” He bent down so he could whisper in the little girl’s ear as she pulled him along. “We have to feed him enough, so he doesn’t eatus!”

Delia’s little gasp of horror was loud enough to catch the attention of a very large man. He turned, a piece of bacon hanging out of his mouth. He stared at Delia, who hid behind Dimitri’s legs.

“You’re horrible.” Sara tried to pry her eyes away from Viktor, but it was impossible. He was by far the sexiest man she’d ever laid eyes on. Dimitri was handsome, but Viktor was scorching hot sexy. Black hair that was a little shaggy, and eyes blacker than the deepest, darkest night burned with an intensity that made Sara blush. Dear Lord,thiswas who was going to be her own personal body guard? Sweet baby Jesus.

“Nah, I’m pretty. Delia said so.”

She ignored Dimitri and studied Viktor as he crammed the bacon in his mouth. His very, very kissable lips worked, and she watched his throat convulse as he swallowed. He set his plate down and came over to greet them.

“Good morning, ladies. I’m Viktor.”

“You talk funny.” Delia peeped at him from behind Dimitri’s legs. “Are you really going to eat me?”

Sara agreed with her daughter; his thick Russian accent sent tingles up and down her spine.

“Eat you?” Viktor shot a look at his brother that promised pain. “I don’t eat little girls, only grown-ass men who arepretty.”

“Language!” The mother in Sara rose, and she came to stand by Dimitri. “I try not to cuss around her if I can help it. She mimics everything these days.”

“Sara, this is my brother, Viktor, owner and operator of Kincaid Security Corp.” Sara didn’t miss the calculating look in Dimitri’s eyes. She knew that look well. He was scheming.

“Kincaid Security and Investigations,” Viktor corrected him. “We changed the name of the company when Kade signed on.”

“Sorry, I forget. It’s been KSC for so long, it’s hard to remember a new name.”

“KSC? Like KFC, the yummy chicken place?”

Viktor kept his laughter in check when the child slid around Dimitri’s legs for a better look at him. He wasn’t much for kids, but this one was cute.

“You make chicken?” She held on tight to Dimitri but came out from behind his legs to stare up at Viktor, curious, but a little hesitant.

“No,malyshka. I take care of people who need help. I protect them.”

“From bad people like my daddy?” Her gray eyes grew serious, and Viktor felt something deep inside him roar to life. No child should ever know the depth of pain this one did. The haunted shadows in her eyes tore into his heart. He wanted to keep her safe and show her not all men were cruel bastards.

He squatted in front of her so he could look her in the eyes. He kept his expression as serious as hers. He wanted her to understand he meant what he was about to say. “Yes,malyshka, from bad people like your daddy. I’m here to make sure he can never hurt you again.”

“You won’t let him come back?” She twisted the end of her braid. “I don’t want him to come home. He…hurt me.”

Rage reared its ugly head, and he beat it down. Now was not the time. He didn’t want to frighten her or her mother, but he’d need to find a gym soon. The urge to punch something wrapped around him and held on. “I won’t let him hurt you again,malyshka. I promise.”

She smiled shyly at him. “Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome. How about we eat before I decide to gobble up my brother?”

Her laugh warmed his heart, and he led her over to the breakfast bar and helped her make waffles. He could hear his brother speaking quietly to Sara Jane a few feet away.

“He’s good with her.”

“Kids usually hate him.” Dimitri stood to his left, piling food on a plate. “He looks scary as fuck, and it usually terrifies them.”

“He’s hot as fuck.”

Viktor grinned, his back turned to them. So, she thought he was hot, did she?

“Forget I said that,” Sara whispered loudly.

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