The Luster of Stars in Moscow
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Rafael never swore!
Is this really the real Rafael?
Cheri ventured to look at his face. But the man's face was so close to his that he needed to pull his head slightly away. "Rafael…"
"Yes?" Rafael brought his face closer again.
Cheri swallowed. "What do you mean at that time?"
The man knitted his eyebrows.
"What do you mean to Cyzarine?" repeated Cheri.
"My words?" Rafael asked in his distinctive flat tone. But the moves feel a little awkward. He rubbed Cheri's back while smiling faintly.
It's just my feeling, ' thought Cheri. "Well-yeah, said you told Cyzarine to lure me to tears…"
"Oh-it-it!" Rafael raises his hand to the back of Cheri's head and rubs it gently. It was too soft for Cheri to realize it wasn't Rafael. "Yeah-it's over otherwise it doesn't get exciting, right?" The man answered lightly while ambushing Cheri's body and encrusting him.
"Take me off!" Cheri screeched and pushed against the man's chest.
The man chuckled. "let go?" His ejek, then released his embrace suddenly until Cheri's body staggered backward and almost slipped from the footing.
Cheri snatched the man's robe spontaneously.
The man chuckled again. "Still need my hug?" He asked fouled. Then pull back Cheri's body and hold it.
Cheri clenched his eyes with a bitter expression. If he lets me go, I will really fall!
The man smirked with satisfaction. Then buried his mouth in Cheri's neck.
"How did you get out?" Cheri fizzy in the man's close embrace and flicked his shoulder to remove the man's pagutan around his neck.
"If you don't shut up the audience will know the truth" the man warned. Then he buried his mouth again in Cheri's neck.
Cheri frowned and gulped with difficulty.
"It's a little bit too scary" said Rafael. "Your afflicted face excites me" he said. Then lay Cheri on the footing board and spice it up without a care around. "Seeing others suffer for me is an unparalleled pleasure" he sighed breathlessly. "Especially if that person is the woman I like."
"I hate you!" Sergey Cheri. "I hate you so much!"
"Good.great. I really want to know how much you hate me, but it seems like today I've managed to make everyone believe that I'm Rafael Moscovich. Even you!" The man pulled his face and smirked. "I managed to charm you!"
"Don't joke!" Denying Cheri.
The man let out a short sigh and let go. Then get up from the incandescent board, then down through the folding ladder.
"What are you doing?" Cheri gave a surprised.
"I want to go take off this ridiculous costume," the man replied without the slightest burden. "I'm acting just to trick you. Well, now that I've been caught, then I've got no more business on this stage!"
"No—---wait!" Cherry tried to prevent it.
"You're asking to be kissed again?" The man mocked him.
"Forget it!" Cheri snorted and turned his face away. "Am I stupid? Just go already! We still have backup players, really!"
The man chuckled. "You mean Saul? Enough with one-two punch he won't be able to play again like Mikail!"
Mikael? Cheri. "What have you done to Mikail?"
"Bye!" The man landed both of his feet on the floor.
"Wait!" Cheri. "If you want to play the Ugly Bad One until it's over, I'll do whatever you want" he promised the man.
The man looked up and grinned. "That's it, huh? Alright!" He said as he went back up the stairs. "I want you to be mine!"
Cheri swallowed. "What does it mean to be yours?"
"Of course I mean you slept with me!"
Cheri frowned and clenched his eyes.
Rafael turned to the man for a moment and then looked at Cheri. "How's it?"
Cheri opened his eyes and looked around.
All the staff screamed loudly warning Rafael. "Road up! Quick ride!"
"All right!" Cherry had to agree.
"Then don't even try to delay it," the man finally climbed back onto the footing. "Just right after this performance."
Cheri just shut up.
The man curled up on the footing and placed his head on Cheri's groin. "Rafael will suffer if he hears this," his his hiss was accompanied by a satisfied smile.
So he's been counting up to Rafael's reaction? Cheri batin teryl.
"Action!" The stage supervisor hinted at Cheri.
Cheri sighed and screeched, "Beautiful! You hear me? Your shadow! Can you see me? See us! Look at the Ugly! He's dying of losing you!" Cheri wailed sadly. It is truly sad to imagine Rafael's reaction if the man knew how Cheri sold himself for the sake of this drama.
What was I thinking? Sesal Cheri's.
"Please!" Jerit Cheri is heartbreaking. "Help us, beauty! I who is only a shadow cannot help him alone! Return, Beautiful! We help her together!"
Comeback, Rafael! Cheri lamented in his heart. Anyone, help me!
"Your eyes are really melodious" whispered the man in his lap. "I hope tonight you wail in my arms."
Cheri just shut up.
After the scene, Mikail greeted him under the stairs and pulled him away from the stage with a sigh.
"Marile?" Some people were surprised. "What's going on?"
The handsome face of the man looked battered.
"The wound.." Cheri stuttered. "What other personalities do it?"
Mikail did not answer.
"Hei—" the stage supervisor shouted at Cheri and Mikail.
"I'll borrow Cheri for a second!" Mikail shouted back at the man.
"It's his turn!" The stage supervisor protested.
"I know," Mikail denied. "I won't be long!"
What the fuck? The stage supervisor groaned in his heart. Why are these women-hating men so fond of being alone with actresses lately? His mind is not inexhaustible.
Rafael watched Cheri and Mikail from the side of the stage while grinning. "What can you do, anyway?" Cunning whisper.
The stage supervisor approached Rafael and explained something. The man looked at her earnestly.
Cheri glanced at him cursively through the tail of his eyes. His acting is really convincing, he said in his heart. The stage supervisor did not suspect him at all.
"She needs to be locked up!" Mikail's voice jerked Cheri from her daydream.
"But it doesn't seem like he's an easy person to catch" whispered Cheri half-sinning.
Mikail bought a piece of. "I know," I'm half-hearted. "I underestimated him. And Rafael warned me."
Cheri glanced at the man once more, then wide-eyed.
The man stood right in front of the large mirror backstage with his head slightly lowered, watching the pile of paper proffered by the stage supervisor. But his reflection in the mirror looked at Cheri in a discreet way.
It must have been a hallucination, Cheri thought. He watched Rafael's image in the mirror for a long time, and during that time the man's shadow looked at him.
But the man's original body position did not change. Still staring at the paper in his hand.
How could one's shadow turn around while one's original body didn't move in the slightest?