The Luster of Stars in Moscow
⁇ 62
"Based on the data collected, Valentin has a criminal record" Mikail told Cheri. "At the age of thirteen, he was involved in robbery and murder at the age of fifteen."
Cheri greeted him with an expression of shock.
"And according to my calculations, in these few days, it is likely that Valentin will be looking for you again." Mikail added.
Cheri shook his head thinly with his mouth clenched.
"I plan to give the bait," Mikail said. "That's you."
Cheri widened his eyes. "But—"
"There's no other way, Cherie!" Mikail tries to convince Cheri. "This man is very dangerous."
Cheri squeezed in his seat.
"You should lead her to a quiet place," Mikail instructed. "I'm going to ask his family for help so they send in some bodyguards."
By the time Mikail explained his plan, Cheri could not yet imagine what kind of handling he would do. But he was beginning to understand that Valentin was indeed worthy of being locked up. So Cheri decided to cooperate in his plan.
"This time we can't fail" muttered Mikail. "Once we fail to catch him, then forever we may not be able to catch him. Valentin will act more alert."
Not until twenty-four hours, help from the Moscovich family began to arrive.
Most of them are big like soldiers. The burly men were placed around Cheri's apartment in a hidden place. Some of them were watching over Cheri as well from a hidden place.
In addition, Mikail also installed a small microphone in Cheri's clothes to communicate.
For a moment Cheri felt a little calm being in the escort of the bodyguards. It made him feel safe in Vladimir Vallensky's place. But a part of him felt uneasy because they followed him everywhere, even when he entered his room. The bodyguards stood guard outside, while Mikail continued to monitor herself through the microphone.
Cheri removed the small microphone from his collar and put it on the writing desk. He stripped her clothes and rushed to the bathroom. But when her naked body began to sink in the bathtub, the sound of music was heard from her room.
Cheri frowned and listened. Maybe Mikail, he thought.
But Mikail did not even move in her seat in the fireplace room. The man flinched while keeping the microphone away from his ear, surprised that the sound of music was so loud in his microphone.
"Is something?" One of the bodyguards asked Mikail.
"No" Mikail replied quickly. "Music only."
"Music?"
"It looks like Cheri is listening to music" Mikail explained.
"Do we need to go in just in case?" The other bodyguards spoke.
"Cheri is in the shower" replied Mikail. "We'll wait a minute."
The guards obeyed him.
Without them noticing, a tall shadow of someone flashed in Cheri's room window.
His steps are light and flexible. Doesn't look suspicious like someone who's sneaking around.
Cheri heard a soft creaking sound when suddenly the bathroom door was revealed. The girl jerked her head to the side and screeched.
Valentin appeared while grinning. The door closed behind him.
"Marile!" Cheri spontaneously shouted for help.
"There's no point in yelling" Valentin said. "The beautiful man will only listen to music from his microphone."
Cheri gulped and bowed with a pale face. He crossed his hands in front of his chest to cover his naked body.
Valentin leaned one shoulder against the wall, not far from the bathtub, looking at Cheri with a hungry expression of a wild beast finding its prey.
Cheri inched close his legs and coiled in the water.
Valentin grinned once more. "In this place, I will always be with you" he said confidently. "Those pacing vandals just ruin the scene."
"This reconnaissance action is just a futile act" scorned Valentin. "I could have easily gotten into this room three hours ago."
Three hours ago? Cheri swallowed. He knew he was being followed.
"As the owner, when it comes to this room, no one is more thorough than me."
Cheri inched increasingly to the corner. He circled his gaze restlessly through the corner of his eyes, trying to find something to cover his body. His towel and bathrobe hung quite high and he needed to stand up to grab it.
Oh, dearGod. How'this? I thought Cheri was trapped.
"Now, there are only the two of us here" sighed Valentin as he lowered his face closer to Cheri's face. "Come, just hand yourself over obediently!"
Cheri tried to think hard to break free. But he knew this man could catch him easily. His position was completely cornered.
The man extended his hand to Cheri's face and gently rubbed his cheek with his knuckle. "Your grim face is adorable" he said.
Cheri splashed water on the man's face.
The man blinked and looked irritated. The girl's actions only lured him to act further. Roughly, Valentin pulled the girl from the water and hugged her.
Cheri screamed with all his might, calling Mikail. But all his efforts were in vain.
The man has already got himself completely.
Rebelling and wriggling in the man's embrace only makes him more passionate.
Valentin buried his mouth in Cheri's neck. The girl's innocent body made her go crazy. Next to his hand began to spread to and fro, touching all parts of Cheri's body freely.
"Take me off!" pekik Cheri while pushing Valentin's shoulder.
Free.
The man only needed to lower his pants slightly and he could already brave him. But Valentin is not the kind of person who likes to rush. He did everything gradually. Soft yet deft. Hard but persuading.
Cherry was almost tempted to give up. But then he reminded himself that the man was not Rafael. "Don't do what you want, this isn't your body." Cheri was trying to create a diversion. And it seems to work.
Valentin spontaneously stopped and glared at him. "This body belongs to me" he growled.
"I can't believe that this body is yours" Cheri insisted. "Show proof. Show me that this body belongs to Valentin."
Valentin let go of his grip.
Cheri took the opportunity to reach for a bathrobe hanging from a kapstok near the bathtub, while the man was trying to disarm his shirt.
Cheri had already managed to wrap around his body when the man showed a quite striking mark on his waist.
A brown spot the size of an abstract coin.
"Have you satisfied now?" Valentin.
"Yes" replied Cheri, tying a rope around his waist. "It's not wrong, this body is yours" he said, inching away from Valentin, then chanting towards the door.
Valentin chuckled and caught up with him. Then ambush the girl's waist easily and throw her on the bed. Then overpower.
"Tolooooong!" Cheri yelled towards the microphone on his writing desk.
Valentin leaned over and pointed his face at Cheri's neck, but this time not to pick him up, he whispered something in Cheri's ear. "Don't believe Mikail" Valentin warned.
Whatdoes thatmean? Cheri freezes.
Simultaneously, Cheri's room door was successfully broken. Mikail and the Moscovich bodyguards burst in and bent Valentin.
Cheri stammered looking at the man's face with a worried expression.
The man blinked one eye at Cheri as the bodyguards held him here and there.