233. Olga talks to Caos and flirts with him.

Time:

Late February 2034  Ongoing

Olga Mokosh, the tall, striking daughter of President Putin, had not forgotten her night with Caos in Russia. After he left, she had quietly obtained his private number through high-level channels.

Since then, she had been calling him almost every night.

Caos was in the garden of the mansion, training lightly under the stars, when his phone vibrated. The number was encrypted, but he knew who it was.

Olga (voice smooth, confident, with a slight Russian accent):

Caos. It’s Olga.

I hope I’m not interrupting your training. Or your… royal matters.

Caos (small smile, sitting on a stone bench):

You never interrupt. You’re persistent.

How is Moscow?

Olga (soft laugh):

Cold. Lonely without you.

I saw the highlights from Anfield. Nineteen goals. You’re becoming something… terrifying. My father watches every match. He says you are the future. He wants Russia and you to be… closer.

Caos:

Your father wants an alliance. You want something else.

Olga (voice lowering, teasing but sincere):

I want both.

Every night I think about that night in the dacha. Your power. Your size. The way you took me. I still feel you.

Tell me… is the princess keeping you satisfied? Or do you still need a real woman who can handle the storm?

Caos (voice deep, amused but guarded):

Leonor is carrying my child. Zeraphina too.

But you… you’re different. You don’t fear the storm. You run toward it.

Olga (soft, seductive):

Then let me run toward you again.

Call me when you’re in Russia next. Or I’ll come to you.

Goodnight, my violet storm. Dream of me.

The call ended. Caos stared at the phone for a moment, then continued training.

The three maids noticed the late-night calls.

Zeraphina (raising an eyebrow):

Olga again? She’s persistent.

Keyla (grinning):

She wants you. Badly. Putin’s daughter calling every night… that’s bold.

Michaela:

Be careful. She’s not just a pretty face. She has power behind her.

Caos (pulling them close):

She wants power. And me.

But my loyalty is here. With you three. With the children.

The calls are harmless… for now.

The Russian connection was growing stronger.

The storm had new flames reaching for it.

And Caos never stopped training.

To be continued…