I Took Advantage of William

Grey knocked on Valentina's door, holding a scar removal ointment. He smiled warmly. "Baby, I brought you ointment. Need help applying it? I'm more than happy to serve." Valentina took the ointment and replied brusquely, "Scram." Grey, looking disappointed, said, "Alright then. How badly are you injured? You look like you lost a lot of weight." "Knife wounds, one serious injury." Grey spoke gently as if coaxing a child, "I had someone make soup for you. I'll bring it up to you in a bit. Make sure you finish it." His tone became serious. "Your genes... were certainly destroyed, right? I wouldn't want a cloned version of you." Valentina replied nonchalantly, "Don't worry, at best it's only 80 percent of my genes." "I fear that I would hesitate to harm a clone of you. Now, go take a bath and get some rest." Just as Grey was about to leave, he remembered something. Turning around, he stopped the door from closing completely. "Baby, you've been spending a lot of time with William, and you'r