Claimed

Chapter 39 

Chapter 39 

CHRISTIAN VICIOUS‘ VOLKOV. 

“I visited her by the clinic today, she and Millie look happy. The young man was also kind in helping me-,” 

“What young man?” 

I ask Juana, putting the documents down first and taking a swig of my whiskey. 

“The dashing nurse. Xavier, I think. He’s at sweetheart in helping people around” 

I bet he fucking is. 

He probably licks the floors clean too for the 

Little Nurse. 

“Vicious?” 

“You can go to sleep; I don’t need anything else.” 

I glance back at the documents. 

And in all honesty, I can’t see shit and that’s not the alcohol talking but a whole lot of crap 

vas 

happening in my body as I imagine some punk 

nurse–man getting cozy with the sunshine. 

blonde. 

My sunshine blonde. 

“Vicious? If I may?” 

thena Pallis