The Luster of Stars in Moscow
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"When Rafael's own character is not yet mature, already want to be a father? That's right!" Valentin was still babbling while Cheri pretended not to hear him.

The girl remained busy tidying up Rafael's room.

Valentin watched the girl from her place while holding her back. "For ever he will remain a child" he said, lowering his hand and slowly approaching Cheri.

Cheri compiled a pile of Rafael's manuscripts and books on the table.

"You can actually feel it yourself, right?" Valentin asked Cheri.

Cheri didn't rub it. Although he slightly justified the opinion of Valentin. His heart felt pinched.

"Fragility and impropriety…"

"I love Rafael that way!" sergeant Cheri cuts off Valentin's words.

"Hey, don't talk carelessly" Valentin said casually. "You know nothing about the two of us."

"I know everything about Rafael! His characteristics, his way of thinking, what he likes, what he hates, what he sees, what he feels. I know everything!" Cheri insists. Then turn around and rush towards the door.

Valentin. "I'm inside him!" his army won't lose. "This was my body. But for nine years, I was locked inside him. And I kept seeing what he was doing. Do you have any idea what that feels like? Can only see. Can't do!"

"I—" Cheri stuttered. "Can imagine…"

"Well, now he's the one inside and feeling my pain. That's natural, right?" Valentin pushes Cheri against the wall.

Cheri.

"He's been taking over my body for nine years" Valentin repeated. His face was full of bitterness. "The more he suffers the better," he growled at Cheri, as if it were all Cheri's fault.

"Sadly," sis Cheri. "You are twins."

"That's why I'm hurt" Valentin said. "Just because of the difference of a few minutes, our circumstances could have been so much different as heaven and earth. He became a young master in a rich family, I became a adopted son in a poor family and lived a miserable life. My foster mother died young of illness. My foster father was just a jobless laborer. During my upbringing, I was often beaten up by my foster father. Where is there such a heavy twin brother?"

Cheri spontaneously fell silent.

Valentin grinned. "But now I have a way to take back my body" he said with a triumphant look. "Thanks to me being locked up in her for so long, I came to understand how to pretend to be her. I can even be a director of equal, even more. Didn't you?"

Cheri admitted it in his heart.

"From now on, I will live as Rafael Moscovich. And.." Valentin leaned his body towards Cheri, brought his face closer to the girl's face while grinning of course. "The situation will be completely gone."

"I won't let that happen" challenged Cheri. Then pushed the man's chest and slapped him in the face.

Unexpectedly, the man did not fight back. He did not even lift his face immediately. "Just hit" he whispered without looking. "That's not gonna change anything. I'll keep winning. Then he'll give up and be gone."

Cheri inched backwards while smothering his mouth. His pair of lips and eyelids were shaking. Eyes glazed.

Soul Rafael…

Gonna disappear?

Valentin glanced at him and smiled coldly. Then walk slowly closer to him. Then he grabbed both of his trembling shoulders.

Cheri froze in the man's embrace. The man leaned over and kissed her cheek.

Cheri is still flinching.

"If you really don't want to, I'll stop" he whispered softly. Then he put his mouth under the girl's ear. "Hit me one more time," his god swiped his lips around the girl's neck. "Express all your hate."

For a moment, Cheri was almost lulled.

Her face…

Everything is the same, thought Cheri. But he quickly reminded himself that the man was not Rafael. Cheri pushed the man's shoulder. "I really feel sorry for you" he said scornfully.

The man spontaneously let go of his grip, looking at Cheri with an offended expression.

"I love Rafael," Cheri insists. "That's all that's sure it won't change."

"No," Cheri rebelled and pushed her away. "You're wrong!"

Valentin didn't touch him. He slid his mouth again at Cheri's neck. Next to her hand began to creep into Cheri's chest and press down on him.

"Let go!" pekik Cheri. Rafael will see it! thought worried. "Valentin!"

The man pulled her to the bed and pushed her to her back. Then overcame. Plugging her mouth again, this time at the top of Cheri's chest that poked beautifully wrapped in a thin sweatshirt.

Cheri thrashed with all his might. "Rafael!" his screeches.

Valentin smothered Cheri's mouth with his.

Cheri folded his legs and pushed the man's waist with his knees.

The man pressed his lower body against Cheri's body so that Cheri could feel something hard propping up on his lower body.

This is not right, Cheri thought. "Take me off!" his screams.

The man snatched the top of his chest again and frowned at it.

"Valentin--stop!" Cheri gasps. After all those lips are the same lips that kissed her last night. His heart was pounding between his desires and worries.

Don't be tempted! Cherry warned herself.

But Valentin's touch aroused a desire from within him. Desire rumbles. Makes Cheri helpless.

It would be nice if he was Rafael, Cheri thought sadly.

Rafael will not do it! The other side of him scoffed.

"Your relationship is a fake father and son relationship!" Valentin's words flashed in his mind.

Cheri closed his eyes and cried.

Valentin suddenly stopped and withdrew.

Then he stood frozen looking at Cheri.

The girl rolled on her stomach and sucked her face. His shoulders shook and began to sob.

Valentin gulped and inched backwards. "This time I let you go" he said. "Until you come alone into my arms."

Cheri lifted his face from the pillow and turned to the man.

"That's what you're going to do after Joan's performance is over" Valentin said. Then the man turned his back to Cheri and rushed out of the room.

Cheri pulled up his body and looked at the man's back with a giddy feeling.

He looked so confident, Cheri thought.

He wiped both his eyes and cheeks with his palms, then crept slowly to the edge of the bed and lowered both his legs.

But not immediately move.

Cheri was back.

Can't Rafael be better than that?

Rafael has more to be proud of. He had more reasons to be more confident.

Cheri inhaled a lot of air to fill his lungs. Then blow slowly. He looked at the window and looked at the whole room.

The room is not finished. Should I finish it now? Cheri.

Looks like Valentin won't be back here for a while. He must have taken quite a while to calm down and calm down.