The Luster of Stars in Moscow
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"Cheri, come!" Vladimir called Cheri from the middle of the room while shaking his waist.

Cheri jerked Valentin's hand and broke away.

"What kind of Joan did you play?" vladimir grumbled like a teacher scolding his student. "You're like a crazy fan who found his idol. You think Joan is ABG? This is not a chase idol scene. Try to live your role a little more!"

"Cheri's interpretation is correct!" Valentin suddenly interjected while pulling his body up from the bench. "Joan is indeed a crazy woman" she said expressionlessly. "The spirit of this scenario is the soul of a fan who pursues God. Because he dared to go forward alone and sleep with God, the other fans were jealous to kill Joan."

The whole room was between not sure what he was hearing and not believing that Rafael Moscovich said that.

"Read my script correctly, Vladimir!" Valentin turned around and walked slowly away from the training room. Then waved one hand at a glance without looking again.

"So that Rafael Moscovich is like that, huh?" Leah grumbled behind Cheri.

Vladimir clenched his teeth holding in fury.

Meanwhile…

In front of the Tsar Dramy building…

"Marile!" A bodyguard of Moscovich shouted panting, approaching Mikail in shock. "It looks like he's turning to the back door" he said.

"Well," Mikail's response was quick. "Turn the car to the back of the building, and. hurry up!"

The bodyguards slipped quickly into the car, two people each in one car.

In the next second, their car had already rolled and shot to the back of the building.

Meanwhile, Mikail still survives in the front parking lot of the building. Stay alert yet agile. He walked half-runningly between the rows of cars parked in the place, combing the entire place with light movements. Thoroughly comb each corner of the parking lot.

After feeling confident Valentin was not in the place, Mikail decided to follow the bodyguards to the back of the building.

He got back to his car and opened the door, but someone pushed him in the back.

Mikail slumped into her car, sandwiched between the seat and the steering wheel. He tried to pull his body up, but someone stepped on his back and pressed down strongly.

Mikail frowned and jerked her body, but in vain.

Then the one who attacked him - who he was sure was Valentin, twisted his body to the back and strangled him.

And it's true.

Rafael's handsome face appeared before his face, ducking above his head. "Hi, loyal dog," he said sneering while grinning. "I know your secret."

Mikail frowned and groaned without a sound. His breath was stuck in his throat.

Rafael's hand pressed against the core of his throat.

He raised both hands with great difficulty, trying to push Valentin's chest with his remaining strength. But vain.

Valentin began to reveal his knowledge of Mikail. "Pampered boys who look beautiful like a female doll" he said, developing a satisfied smile. "The shadow bodyguard of Moscovich Corporation."

"I won't let you do as you please" Mikail sighed among the remnants of his strength.

"Your secret told Cheri, '" Valentin told me. He leaned deeper and closer his mouth to Mikail's ear. "And I think he believed it. Because he's starting to suspect you, "his hiss is sharp.

Mikail was struck between being shaken by Valentin's words and choking by the man's giggles.

"He knows the truth about you." Valentin added. "You don't want him to hate you, do you?" insinuations. Then tightened his grip until Mikail's head drooped to lose consciousness.

Inside the building…

Cheri had just walked out of the consumption room, brought a can of cold drink, then stopped in front of a glass window overlooking the front yard. Cheri stared at Mikail's car with his eyebrows knitted, astonished that the man's car was still parked there.

What about Valentin? Cheri wondered in his heart.

It seems they did not manage to catch him, he thought feeling relieved. But then scolded himself. You fool, he wrote in his heart. That man is dangerous, Cheri!

But his little heart can't deny…

Valentin's guess was right, he did not want Valentin caught.

Maybe because Rafael is still out there. I don't know where.

And by midnight…

The Ibis Moscow Kievskaya…

Valentin fell asleep while his body began to move slowly, blinked and opened his eyes, then pulled up his body while smiling gently. "Cheri," he whispered. "I'm back."

Rafael's personality takes over his body while Valentin is asleep.

That's what he does every night, every time Valentin sleeps. That's why the guy always finds a phone bill every morning.

Valentin hasn't noticed.

Rafael picked up the phone and dialed Cheri's apartment phone number.

Cheri answered him immediately. The girl seemed to be waiting for a call from him.

Truly an obedient lover, Rafael thought with a gentle smile.

"It's really Rafael, right?" The girl flocked him with many unimportant yet pleasant questions.

Rafael smiled wryly, "Do you think?" goda.

The girl's voice sounded like the children's happy singing in the man's ears. Really fun.

"Why just call?" rengek Cheri in his phone line. "If you're back to how you were, why don't you see me?"

"No," said Rafael remained soft. "I haven't fully recovered. Hence Mikail—"

"Marile?" Cherry interrupted impatiently.

Meanwhile, Mikail who heard his name mentioned immediately slipped out of Rafael's room and opened Cheri's room door with a spare key given by Rafael.

The man moved slowly and left no sound at all so that Cheri was unaware.

"Listen, Cheri." Rafael cleared across the phone. "Mikail's trying to catch Valentin for your safety. I don't want Valentin holding you either."

Cheri was stunned in an explosion of happiness. His chest rumbled, his heart flowered, his blood rushing as his heart pounded. For a moment he felt himself flying.

"You still hear me?" Rafael's question draws Cheri back to reality.

"Ah, yes!" he answered quickly, a little too excited.

Rafael smiled amusedly. Really adorable, he said in his heart.

"Continue," pinta Cheri enthusiastically.

"Mikail's not just on our side, the boss is my father." Rafael continued.

"Valentin said so, too" said Cheri.

Rafael smiled knot.

"Now who is stronger?" ask Cheri in a fast tempo. "You or Valentin. Today I met Valentin, and…"

"Valentin is stronger," cut Rafael.

Cheri immediately fell silent.

"Now Valentin is on the front side and I'm behind him" said Rafael. "In Valentin, I didn't lose consciousness. I can see what he's doing. But compared to before, now I have the advantage. For about two hours while Valentin was asleep and unconscious, I was able to come to the surface and use this body without his knowledge. Even now, two hours is good for me. This position benefits me. I also saw what Valentin did to make Vladimir a foggy mess. And. Joan's rehearsal at the MoscovArt Theatre can also go well even if you and I are not around."

"really?" Cheri was getting excited. "Rafael…"

"Yes?"

"May I return to your MoscovArt Theatre?"

"Sure," replied Rafael. Smile softens. "My Joan is forever you."

Cheri smothered his mouth and returned to the air.

"To make all this happen." Rafael continued. "I don't want to get caught by Mikail."

Cheri fell back on reality.

"I know it's dangerous" Rafael murmured. "Especially for you. I don't know what Vladimir and Valentin will do…"

"I'm fine," cut Cheri quickly. "I believe in you. I'll be your Joan!"

Rafael's warm smile.

"Hurry back, take over your body. I want to meet the real you."

Rafael was still smiling, softer than usual. "Me too" he said softly and honestly.

But Cheri's voice disappeared. The call ended suddenly.

Did something happen?