Red Serpent

Vice. Red Serpent. Mila of the Volkov.

Watching her prey. The young doctor taking care of her darling Greggy.

She was pretty — the foolish doctor — but hardly utilised it.

At the conference she was a pathetic loner. Could not even entice her peers. Show it off. Maybe toy with a few ties for a night.

Mila would have done it.

Break a few marriages.

After a boring day, Mila approached Dr Seraphine Girard.

“I want something from you,” Mila said.

“No… I don’t know you…” Seraphine said, quickly getting up.

Moving away from the strange woman. Tempting eyes. Narrow smile.

Mila watched Seraphine leave.

Red hair, red danger. The meat was fresh and Mila was sold.