The Luster of Stars in Moscow
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"Cheri," Vladimir cleared his throat and crossed his hands in front of his chest. "You've been working hard for this short time" he pretended to be authoritative. "Now, you can return to the MoscovArt Theatre."
Cheri was wide-eyed with the happy face of the children. "really?"
"Mikail has come to pick you up" Vladimir said. "Now please pack!"
"Lohong—" Cheri stuttered unconvinced.
"Not believing is also okay," Vladimir said without a burden.
"I'll pack now!" Cheri soared out of the room and ran to the training room. Then pack his things. He glanced at Leah.
The girl glanced back at him with a questioning gesture.
Cheri waved his hand at Leah and rushed away.
The entire room looked at him with the same expression.
Demian frowned.
Vladimir waited at the door and guided Cheri to the third floor.
Ah, Rafael…
Michael…
Friends MoscovArt Theatre…
Cheri.
It's real, right?
It feels like a dream!
In this way, I was finally able to play Joan to the fullest of my heart.
"Come in!" Vladimir invited Cheri to enter the studio.
Waitaminute!
The studio?
Isn't Mikail waiting for him in the administration room?
After all, the administrative room was on the ground floor.
"Where is Mikail?" Cheri looked confused to find the room empty.
There is no Mikail.
There's no one.
Just him and…
"Vladimir!" Cheri stuttered and paled.
The man closed the door behind him and locked it.
Cheri gulped and inched backwards away from the man.
The man took off his glasses and slipped them into his suit pocket. Then unbutton the suit and disarm it.
"What are you doing?" Cheri asked stammeredly.
The man grinned. "You think?"
Cheri continued to step back until his back hit the window. He glanced back and found a glass window large enough for someone to pass through. Unfortunately, he was at a high altitude.
Meanwhile…
In the administration room, Mikail began to fidget, feeling symptoms go wrong. For a long time, he thought impatiently. Then he glanced at the watch on his wrist and rushed out of the room. Running down the corridor looking for a training room.
But of course it is not as easy as finding a rehearsal room at the MoscovArt Theatre. It's a completely foreign place.
"Well," Vladimir was already in front of Cheri. "Until where was it?"
Cheri screeched restrained and shook his head. It's a trap, he realized.
Vladimir propped his hand against the window frame, blocking Cheri. "Ah, yes. To hurt Rafael in any way, I don't care. So, I had to take the last action."
Cheri pushed the man's chest and soared to break free.
Vladimir grabbed her waist and pulled the girl to the table across the room.
"Let go!" Cheri rebelled.
"Yes, I will definitely let you go!" Vladimir tightened his embrace and pressed his body against Cheri's body. "You're going home. Believe that! But I won't return you in one piece."
Cheri jerked his body from Vladimir's clutches while shouting. "Please!"
BRUISES!
Mikail finally found a practice room in the basement and barged in surprisingly the entire room. "Sorry," he said gasping. "Where are Vladimir and Cheri Dutchskova? Does anyone know?"
Leah rushed towards Mikail with an anxious look on her face. "What?" the pecker's a little riled up. "They've come out of there!"
"On the third floor, there's a small studio!" Leah told.
Mikail simultaneously turned around and rushed out of the room.
"Hei—" Leah soared out of the room following Mikail. "You ready for him?"
"Angel protector!" mikail answered without looking back.
Leah frowned.
The shadow of someone flashed behind him.
Leah jerked her head to the side and looked back.
There's no one.
But he was certain, someone had just flashed there and disappeared at a bend. The movement is very fast and as light as the wind. But he could see the figure was wearing all-black clothes.
"Your spirit can too!" Vladimir was still struggling on top of Cheri's body which he managed to overlap with the right position according to him. "You're just not used to men. Are you still a virgin?"
The girl lay on the table with the skirt exposed. "Let go, motherfucker!" Cheri wriggled in Vladimir's grip. Both of his hands were stretched out on his sides while Vladimir's two hands pressed down on him. "I'd rather die than be desecrated by an immoral person like you!"
"That's it, huh?" Vladimir smirked with satisfaction. "Rafael has never touched you?"
Cheri folded next to his knee and pressed it against Vladimir's stomach.
Vladimir pressed his lower body deeper into the lower part of Cheri's body. "Rafa's sensitivity will be doubled, and the pleasure I get will also be doubled."
"Who do you think you are?" chernobyl Cheri continued to rebel.
Mikail finally arrived at the small studio on the third floor that Leah said. "Cheri! Are you inside?"
"Marile!" Cheri replied from within with a choked voice.
Mikail felt stung to imagine the condition of the girl inside. The bad shadow of the event when he found his brother flashed burning his head. Anger rises from within him. He slammed the door with all his might. But the door didn't even shake.
Unbeknownst to Mikail, someone slipped behind her and darted onto the balcony at the end of the corridor. Then sneak up and climb over to the edge of the window.
BRUISES!
PRAAAANG…
The windows rattled and exploded in seconds.
Vladimir flinched and turned towards the window.
Someone barged in with the glass shrapnel and landed inside the room in a squatting position.
"Rafal—" Vladimir screeched and before he could react, the man had already darted off the floor and lunged towards him.
BUGS!
Vladimir was thrown off the table and fell on the floor.
Rafael scoops up Cheri's body and pulls him into his arms.
Cheri burst into tears slipping his face into the man's chest.
"Cherry!" Mikail appeared in the window shortly afterwards. "Let go! He's Valentin!"
"Huh?" Cheri jerked his body and released himself. He looked up at the face of the man in front of him, smothering his mouth.
The man looked at her with a calm expression Rafael.
Gawat, thought Cheri. I can't tell the two apart. The more days, Valentin is getting more and more similar to Rafael.
Valentin grinned thinly. "It's a shame," he said. "When you have worked hard to save. At least say thank you."
Mikail rushed in and captured Cheri.
Vladimir had risen and was ready to attack them.
But Valentin reacted faster.
Once again, Vladimir slammed and fell on the floor.
Valentin opened the door and darted out first.
Mikail let out a short sigh and let the man off the hook. Cheri's safety is much more important, he thought. Then she took off her long coat and put it on Cheri's body.
The girl's clothes had been torn and scattered on her chest.
Mikail shot a furious look at Vladimir.
But the man was already battered.
Awareness instantly draws Mikail to reality.
"I'm fine" said Cheri as he slipped his face into Mikail's chest.
Mikail hurriedly pulled him out, as if afraid that Vladimir would snatch him away.