Chapter 33

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He observed her reaction to the simple beach house. She looked disappointed, but something

told Vlad it wasn't about the house. She has been constantly sad these days, since the birth of 

Irene. In the beginning, he thought it was the pain from the birth but now he knew that couldn't

be it. Lativia had assured him she was fine physically but now he was wondering if he could trust

that bitch's diagnosis. His doubt was also the reason he dumped the pills she gave him and got

new ones in Miami that were more natural and safer.


"Is this alright?" He asked her, paying close attention to her reaction.


"Does it matter what I think?" She muttered tiredly.


"Why do you think your opinion doesn't matter?"


The look she gave him would've cut down a lesser man. Then she turned away and headed into 

the house.


"I asked your opinion, Azura, because I wanted it."


"And when I tell you, what would you do?" She opened her arms encompassing the space 

around her. "We are alone here. I won't be missed."


"I told you I won't hurt you like that again!"


"Let's test that shall we, this is a good enough place to die and we have no doctor." Azura 

challenged, stepping in his face. "I want to be away from you. I want continents between us! I 

wish I never gave birth to Irena! I hate everything about you..."


"Not everything." Vlad corrected. "There's a certain aspect of our twisted relationship you love, 

don't you?"


She blushed and turned away before replying. "Maybe if I had more variety, I would know better 

but when my first time is with a murderer and my first kiss a kidnapper maybe my standards 

dropped a wee bit."


"Maybe you would rather have a short interlude with Boris before I interrupted, he's hung like a 

bull the maids say..." Vlad countered angrily.


Just as angry Azura hissed "Yes, it must be very embarrassing to have the maids compare the 

both of you like that!"


"Why do you keep bringing that up? Are you jealous, Azura?"


"No." She denied shakily. "I was just wondering why you need me when you have no problem 

with sleeping with any cunt in Russia!"


"Because you are the best cunt I've had." Vlad smirked, raising her ire.


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