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Bastard.
My tears resumed.
Chapter 6
Vadik
When my morning alarm beeped, I smiled and reached for my phone. The first thing I did was check on how Lena’s missing case was going.
No new leads.
The police were asking anyone to come forward with further information.
They would find nothing. I ran a tight ship, and my home was too well secured. I ran a hand over my cheek. There was a little stubble. I would need to shave this morning.
It was time to test the quality of the milk production.
I didn’t want my little cow to get stubble rash.
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“Good morning, little cow,” I said, moving her sheet away to check her breasts.
They did look ripe and full this morning.
I frowned.
My dick began to harden.
I usually ignored it, but—
I glanced at her.
Her blue eyes were dull, and she stared to the side. There was nothing there except the operating bed and equipment.
This was a problem that I didn’t think I’d encounter. I hadn’t been with a woman since my wife. The only thing I cared about was suffering.
The suffering of others.
Their pain.
Blood.
Screams.
I shook my head, blinking a few times.
What was I doing?
Ah, yes. I needed to check her bags.
I checked her catheter and colostomy bags. She needed to drink fluids today, and I’d put some bone broth on for her before I came here. It was loaded with nutrients, and the additional dress herbs would help her recover.
She lay there like a dead thing.
I didn’t like it.
When I glanced at her nipples, they were darker and the areolas wider. I gripped her breasts and pushed them together, pinching her nipples.
