After his parents died in WW1 he promised himself and his now dead parents that he will get revenge on the people who have wronged his family. He didn't care how he did it all he wants is revenge.
From then on the only thing that filled his entire...
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I'm actually speechless right now like how?!? How did that happen so quickly?!? You have no idea how much this means to me but I'm so happy right now. Thank you for reading this book and going through the crappy chapters I make every week and all the spelling errors even though I proof read all of the chapter's. So like with every milestone we reach, this is a special chapter because this is out of my update schedule. So now I will show you some art I made.
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In this picture Reich is wearing his uniform so that's what it looks like and how my Reich looks like. Anyways enough with me let's get on with chapter 15 because this is getting to long. ---------------------------------------------------------------
Reich's pov
It was dead quiet in the house as I stared up at the ceiling of me and Soviet's shared bedroom. I haven't moved, I just layed there with a sleeping Soviet in my arms.
And that red glow that casted over us.
I can hear faint whispers in my ears as I layed there. I didn't know what they were saying, it was to muffled to hear anything. I was scared that if I closed my eyes that it will hurt Soviet. It was standing right there on Soviet's side of the bed, that thing was oh so very close, to close for comfort.
Am I going insane or something?
I shifted my eyes to the clock and it said 2:37am and that thing showed up at around 11:00pm.
My mind was telling me to go to bed but I knew I couldn't. All I could think about was the things that thing can do to me and my family. I didn't want any of that to happen.
Than that red glow disappear along with the voices. I looked over to were that thing was and it was gone. I started to relax in my bed and my grip on Soviet's waist loosened.
I looked down at Soviet, his head was on my chest and his hand on my shoulder. I like being the more dominant one in the relationship but if Soviet wants to be that I will let him because I will do anything to make meine liebe happy.
I hate it sometimes, being the more submissive one in this relationship. It's something pathetic for a man to do and if you are one than your gonna have to act like it.
