Enzo Dimitri Antonov|enemy|
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Last published Mon, Mar 3, 2025
Nova Petrovna is a spy sent to find a rumor of a monster in Kamchatka, Russia. Though she fails leading her to meet Antonov. While Antonov is responsible to torture her, will he continue to inflict pain on the poor spy?
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His other hand gliding into my thigh, his cold finger tips giving me shivers. He gripped my weapons that were strapped.
Yanking the gun and knives far away from my grip.
"You bastard." I said clenching my jaw.
I felt his hands grab my throat standing up, slamming me into a wall.
"Now you are a powerless little thing." He said, his English accent was quite sharp.
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