Rapheal's POV The sudden, heavy impact of our bodies hitting the floorboards seemed to vibrate through the entire room, the thick rug beneath us doing very little to cushion the brute force of our collision. For a second that felt entirely too long, neither of us moved, our breathing coming in short, ragged gasps as we tried to process the ridiculous tangle of arms and legs we had just become. I could feel the intense, rigid heat of Narek’s chest pressing directly against mine, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm that mirrored the sudden, chaotic spike in my own pulse. His dark eyes were wide with a rare, unfiltered shock, his usual stoic composure entirely shattered by the simple clumsiness of a misplaced foot against a wooden table leg. I looked down at his face, noticing the tiny, sharp line of pain that formed between his thick eyebrows as he tried to shift his weight away from me, his elbow groaning against the floor."Get your heavy frame off me right now, Raphael," Narek mutte
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