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Yuuri had forgotten all about Viktor's ex-lovers. He did not feel like broaching the topic again after Viktor had opened up to him about Albert.

Then one day, Yuuri was scrolling through Viktor's Facebook. He looked at the posts from years ago. Viktor seemed to have had a great life.

Chris was with Viktor in many of the photos. There were also some pictures of the two of them together in Switzerland. There were also several pictures of Viktor with a gorgeous young dark-haired man who had eyes the same color as Chris's.

Yuuri assumed he was a relative of Chris. He was taken aback when he came across a picture of the man in Viktor's arms.

'Yuuri, what are you doing?' Viktor asked, entering the room.

'Viktor.' Flustered, Yuuri moved to close his laptop, only to be stopped by Viktor. 'So, you were stalking your fiance? You're such a cutie, Yuuri.' He looked at the picture he was looking at. 'Oh, Marc.'

'So, Marc was lover number three?' Yuuri asked. He couldn't help feeling jealous. They looked really in love in the picture.

Viktor nodded.

'So, how did you guys meet? Is he related to Chris?'

'Yes, he is his cousin. It was our off season, and I was spending time in Switzerland with Chris.'

'Chris introduced me to Marc. Marc had the reputation of being a ladies' man who took a different woman to bed every day. He was beautiful with chiseled features, seductive lips and perfectly-sculpted abs, which he had gained through years of being an ice-hockey player.'

'One day, the three of us, Chris, Marc and I were having coffee together. Marc excused himself to go to the bathroom, and while he was walking out I couldn't help stealing a gaze at his tight behind. It was not as perfect as yours, Yuuri, but all the same, it was rather fine.'

''He's a hottie, isn't he?' Chris said. 'I would totally do him, if he were not my cousin.''

'Ew.' Yuuri said.

'That was just Chris being Chris.' Viktor said. 'Not that he's a pervert or anything. He's just incredibly into sex.'

'I thought he was straight.'

'This may come as a surprise for you but Marc actually swings both ways. He hadn't been with a man for years, but that could change anytime. Especially if the man concerned is Viktor Nikiforov himself.

'The more I thought about it, the more it seemed like a bad idea. he was a flirt, a Casanova. He could end up breaking my heart. However, I was a reckless man of twenty-two, and so I took the plunge. I asked him out.'

'It turned out, that was a great decision. Surprisingly, he was really into me. We had a lot in common, especially since both of us were sportsmen. We had a happy relationship for two years.'

'Then what happened? How did it end?'

'Oh, we were two sportsmen from two different countries. We found it difficult to balance our careers with our relationship. I spent all of my off season time with him in Switzerland, but during the season, we had to separate as I was keen on having Yakov as my coach, and he did not want to train in Russia . It was a mutual decision to break up. That did not ease my heartbreak, though.'

'So, what is he doing, now?'

'He had retired a year ago. We are still friends. Two years after we broke up, he got married to some woman. However, they got divorced a year later.

'So, he's single now?' Viktor detected an edge in Yuuri's voice.

'Yuuri? Are you jealous?'

'No.'

'You are.'

'No.'

'Yuri, Marc and I were the past. No one can ever steal me away from my Yuuri now.'

'Vitya, stop. I am not jealous.'