Pleasure: Prologue

**Pleasure.** It consumes us. It's like a parasite. I guess that's why we prefer the more pleasurable things. But, sometimes **pleasure** leads us down a road. It's a strange road, a road we would have never picked. What if, **pleasure**...

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Pleasure Ch.1

_ **Pleasure: The Story of Vladimir Drako: Chapter 1** _ I stared around me. Coats of armor lined the hallways. Glorious paintings hung on the walls. A crystal chandalier hung from the ceiling. "Come on, you can gawk later." A hint of mock agitation...

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