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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.

???

“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.