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59. Earth To Vladislav

Author: U.F.R
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-11-02 04:39:22

Vladislav Moroz.

"What surprise?" She asks after Anantoly was out of earshot, cheeks still burning red from our little escapade earlier. It was beyond funny seeing her so riled up about nothing, I mean, I’d seen plenty of women naked before—hundreds, maybe more. Some stripped on my orders, others threw themselves at me, desperate to trade their bodies for favors, power, or a scrap of my attention. It was nothing new. Naked skin, pleading eyes, the same old game. But Valencia? She was different. I hadn’t even been in the room when the doctor changed her clothes—he’d kicked us out for “privacy.” I’d lied about doing it myself, just to see what she’d do. And oh, she didn’t disappoint.

She behaved like a hound when roused, barking and biting her way through, and God help me if that didn't excite me to the core. I could still feel the piercing pain of her teeth digging into the flesh of my shoulder. It felt good.

Beyond good. So good that i-

"Hello," She waved her palm around my face, drag
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  • Retribution    59. Earth To Vladislav

    Vladislav Moroz."What surprise?" She asks after Anantoly was out of earshot, cheeks still burning red from our little escapade earlier. It was beyond funny seeing her so riled up about nothing, I mean, I’d seen plenty of women naked before—hundreds, maybe more. Some stripped on my orders, others threw themselves at me, desperate to trade their bodies for favors, power, or a scrap of my attention. It was nothing new. Naked skin, pleading eyes, the same old game. But Valencia? She was different. I hadn’t even been in the room when the doctor changed her clothes—he’d kicked us out for “privacy.” I’d lied about doing it myself, just to see what she’d do. And oh, she didn’t disappoint.She behaved like a hound when roused, barking and biting her way through, and God help me if that didn't excite me to the core. I could still feel the piercing pain of her teeth digging into the flesh of my shoulder. It felt good.Beyond good. So good that i-"Hello," She waved her palm around my face, drag

  • Retribution    58. Sex Fight? Seriously?

    Valencia NightingaleTears formed at the corner of my eyes as I laughed out loud, head tipping back. The laughter had burst out of me, sharp and disbelieving at the thought of him changing my clothes."You?. You, of all people changing my clothes?" I retorted, my voice high, like Vladislav had just told the world's worst dad joke. I stood there in this oversized cotton shirt, in his fancy bedroom, my one hand on my hip, shaking my head as I slapped my knee. "Good one, Moroz. Real funny. You should actually consider being a stand-up comedian. I'll attend all your shows. No kidding"But he didn't laugh. He just stood there, a few steps away from the door frame, watching me with a bored look in his eyes and that half-smile, half-smirk of his. My stomach did a triple backflip.Wait. He actually wasn't joking.My laugh took a scary turn, trailing off awkwardly at the end. "You're serious," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "You actually changed my clothes?"His smirk didn't budge. He

  • Retribution    57. Carousel From Hell

    Valencia Nightingale My eyes snapped open as I gasped for air, gritting my teeth as pain pulsed through my chest, sharp but dull at the same time, like a bruise that wouldn't quit. I couldn't think through the persistent throbbing beneath my eyelids as my vision spun like I was in a carousel from hell, flashing with jumbled memories of the attack—gunshots cracking through the fog, the bullet slamming into me as I stood in front of Caspian. I moaned in pain as I shifted where I lay, feeling something impossibly soft beneath me, but it did nothing to dull the pressure reverbating within my skull.It took a few minutes of pained groans and cursed mumbles before the pain began to recede, and the black spots in my vision began to clear.Blinding white light burned into my eyes as the focused, forcing me to close them instantly before blinking rapidly, trying to adjust to the lighting.After a few minutes of endless blinking, I caught sight of where I was finally. My shoulders aching a

  • Retribution    56. Vlad the Impaler.

    Vladislav MorozThe door slammed behind me as I stood by the passage, arms crossed around my chest. The doctor had announced that he needed to cut off her clothes to stitch her wounds, and it wasn't appropriate for us to be there.I almost wanted to snarl at him to have his female attendants handle it instead, but he was short on staff. My visit was impromptu. There was only a single female attendant with him, and they would have to manage it together.I had no choice. Anatoly had led Caspian to a room, probably muttering threats at him and roughing him up like a sack of grain. The young brat was surprisingly humble, face filled with regret after seeing what his stupid plans did to my...My person.I sighed, unconsciously smearing blood all over my face. I didn’t want to be involved in London's politics. But it seemed like I didn't have a choice anymore. There are just some battles that, no matter how hard we try to avoid them, they always catch up with us. I could easily kill Malco

  • Retribution    55. The Price of Loyalty.

    Vladislav Moroz The fog clung to the air like a thin blanket but my eyes were locked on Valencia as she tried to stand, her bloodied hand gripping her sword for support. My feet moved instinctively towards her as her eyes rolled slowly to the back of her head, her body tipping backward towards the rocks. My arms extended as I reached out to catch her before wrapping around her shoulders to keep her steady. She was a mess—soaked in her own blood from head to toe. Her skin was marred with bruises, and a huge gash on her arm stood out, but nothing worried me more than the blood seeping from the open wound at her chest. My jaw tightened, white-hot anger burning through me, the kind I couldn’t control. I knelt beside her, cradling her against me gently, careful not to aggravate her injuries. She’d taken a bullet for that royal brat, Prince Caspian, who stood beside her, shaking like a leaf, his face splattered with blood. I was too late. I’d called for backup,the minute i left the

  • Retribution    54. Knocking on Deaths Door

    Valencia Nightingale. "Fuck," I exhaled through gritted teeth, my vision blurring for a long second as I wrapped my palm around the jagged edge of the long shard of glass jutting out from between my shoulder blades. I counted from one to ten in my head, like I always did whenever I knew I didn't want to do something but had to get it over with. I would pick any number before I got to ten and do it. And today, that lucky number was seven. With one swift tug, I pulled the glass out, feeling strands of my flesh rip apart with the force. Pain shot through me, hot and sharp as blood sprayed everywhere, splattering across Prince Caspian’s pale face. His eyes widened, but I didn’t have time for his shock. I tossed the glass aside, the shard shattering against the rocky ground behind the huge boulder where we were hiding at the back of the church. I could feel the exhaustion creeping in, like a thief in the night. But I shoved it back. I could die later, when I completed my mission.

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