LOGINAbout five minutes later, Masha stuck her head out of the apartment wearing some kind of greasy robe and worn-out rubber flip-flops.
“Here,” she says shyly, holding out my wallet. “I would’ve returned your documents anyway, I was looking for a way…” “Yeah, right?” I look at her skeptically and take my things. “Yeah. I didn’t throw them away for a reason, I kept them to return. Thanks for the food,” she says gratefully and quickly disappears behind her door. Well then… My belongings were kindly returned to me, and that’s already good. Time to get the hell out of this dump. I head home, planning to call Ann and invite her on a date. It’s already been about a week since I last had sex, and I’d gladly shove it into the brunette, but she’s not that kind of girl, you can’t treat her like that. You can’t push or insist or you’ll scare her off. So dates, romance, and all that other nonsense are waiting for me in the near future. And to my own surprise, I’m actually ready for all that! I’m not some loser who backs down from difficulties! The girl is really good, worth the effort, and she’s really gotten under my skin. Am I really getting old and turning soft?! Me! Shade incarnate! When we were younger, Kirill and I did a lot of crazy shit and lived purely for our own pleasure, until the tragic events with our mother. A fatal car crash took not only our mother that day, but also my twin brother. Our father was completely broken and devastated after losing the woman he loved, so Kirill stayed with him and took over his business, leaving me alone. And I had also lost someone incredibly important! In fact, it felt like I lost two people, and that was something I couldn’t forgive Kirill for a long time, because we had literally been inseparable all our lives. People used to call us the Shademons. As the older twin, I was Shade, and Kir was the Demon. We did so much together! Fights, races, girls, booze, noisy places and wild crowds. Our youth was something else… And now everyone has turned annoyingly family-oriented and settled down… well, everyone except me. But this brown-eyed brunette… Maybe she’s the one? That’s exactly what I plan to find out very soon! So I dial the cherished saved number. “Yes, Nazar,” her melodic voice sounds when she recognizes my number, and it almost makes me close my eyes with pleasure. She saved it… maybe she was even waiting for the call? “Hi, Ann. Don’t think I’m rushing things, but maybe we could meet tonight?” I don’t like beating around the bush, and silence hangs in the receiver. “Uh… what about the children?” the beauty asks in confusion. “They’re with my father today, so…” Damn! That probably sounds like I’m trying to get into her panties immediately and purposely dumped the kids somewhere. And she’d be absolutely right! So she could easily brush me off right now. God, with her it’s like walking on thin ice! “But don’t think anything like that! They just love their grandfather and stay with him quite often,” I start quickly justifying myself and searching for excuses. “It’s not because I planned something indecent with you. No, I mean, I wouldn’t be against it, of course, but that’s not the goal, even though it sounds exactly like it is. And anyway, we can meet somewhere neutral so it won’t be awkward. And… God, what the hell am I even saying?” “I get it,” the girl chuckles. “Where are we meeting and what time?” Hearing the understanding in her voice and the lightness in her tone, I practically felt a weight lift off my chest. I set the time and place for our meeting later that evening.Five More Years Later:“Get your little asshole ass over here!” Masha yelled at her brother, who skillfully dodged her between the trees. “Your ass hasn’t had a proper beating from me in way too damn long! Looks like they spoiled the hell out of you here without me!”Laughing at full volume and shrieking on ultrasonic frequencies, the boy quickly found protection in the form of his older brother Lukas and hid behind his legs.“Masha, stop bullying Dima,” the guy picked up the dark-haired little boy into his arms.“Who the hell is bullying him?!” the blonde threw her hands up indignantly. “He can run anyone into the ground till their ass sweats through their pants all by himself...”“Maaasha,” Anya looked at the girl reproachfully while laying snacks out on the table in the middle of the green garden, while I flipped meat on the grill. “We beat everything, but your mouth? Absolutely hopeless!”“Why would I beat it?” our beauty snorted. “I still need it...”“Yeah, to kiss Vovka with!” L
Our special day.All the guests are already seated, and I’m standing at the altar waiting for my beloved.I never thought it was possible to love someone this much. To the point where that person becomes your air, your entire meaning in life.Only after meeting Anya did I truly understand what Kirill feels for Vicky, what Makar feels for Dasha... what my father felt for Mom, and for Valentina too.It’s something unreal.Then the music starts. Everyone falls silent and holds their breath when my bride appears.The sight of Anya twists my whole soul with feelings for her. Adrenaline, dopamine, and whatever-the-fuck-else floods my body because I feel like I’m about to burst from the inside. Happiness presses against my eyes and tears start forming on their own.God, she’s beautiful.The best. Bright, kind... and at the same time she holds me by the balls so skillfully in her strong little hands that there’s no escaping anymore.Not that I want to.Everything about her is perfect for me.
Nazar Yartsev:A gloomy day in a gloomy place. A light drizzle began to fall, painting the gravestones in darker shades. The wet earth stuck unpleasantly to our shoes, but the little boy didn’t care. He stood there staring at the smiling photo of someone dear to him, sincerely grieving the loss.“Lukas, let’s go already,” Masha said softly, taking the boy by the shoulder with understanding. “It’s about to pour. Mom’s in a better place now. She’s not suffering anymore there. And there’s no booze there either,” the blonde added quietly and sadly, running into my reproachful glare.Natalya died six months after we took guardianship of her children. I hired a caretaker to help the woman, to look after that disaster of a mother. But the problem remained the same. Natalya herself didn’t want help, and during the hours when the caretaker wasn’t there, she kept drinking thanks to her “kind” neighbor. Her mind never cleared, not even once, during all that time. Then one day, the caretaker simp
“No. She’s fine,” the woman reassures us quickly. “I need to talk to you both. Come back up to the ward. They’ll let you through.”Within minutes, we’re already outside Masha’s room, and we’re invited inside.Only the little girl and Elena are there. The woman watches me carefully as I walk over to Masha, take her hand, and ask worriedly how she’s feeling.“Masha, you and I already talked, and you spoke very positively about Nazar and Ann. I think they finally want to ask you something,” the woman says with a slight smile, giving us an encouraging look, and we realize the moment has come.“Masha, please tell us,” Nazar says to the confused little girl, and it’s obvious he’s nervous as hell. I take his hand because I’m shaking like a leaf myself. This is so much more nerve-racking than it seemed in my head. “We know you already have guardians, but… would you want us to become your official guardians instead? Me and Anya.”Masha stares at us wide-eyed like she can’t believe what she jus
Anya Shumilskaya:“What are you doing here, Dad?” Nazar asks Mr. Yartsev, who’s leaning against his son’s car, watching us closely with his arms crossed.“I thought we were family and helped each other in hard times,” his father scoffs, looking at us with cold steel-gray eyes. “I know everything.”“Well of course you do. Somebody already ran their mouth,” my boyfriend sighs heavily and leans against the car too, caging me between his arms.“Nazar, now isn’t the time to argue,” the man replies calmly to his son’s irritation. “Tell me how the girl is and what the doctors are saying.”Grinding his teeth, Nazar reluctantly gives in and tells his father everything that’s been happening. About the kids and Masha’s condition, and about their half-assed guardians. Oleg listens carefully without interrupting once, only staring thoughtfully at his son.“And you seriously want to take two homeless kids into your care?” Apparently, that’s the only thing that truly unsettled the elder Yartsev out
Ann didn't even get to finish when the ward door burst open and some screaming woman came charging in with a man."Oh, Mashenka! Our dear girl, we found you!" the lunatic shrieked at the top of her lungs.Masha woke up, confused, staring around."We were so worried! We searched everywhere for you!"Well, there it was.The greedy bitch had finally shown up."What's going on? Aunt Vita?" Masha looked fearfully at her aunt and the man. "Where's Luka?" she asked Anya in panic.My beloved calmed her, quietly whispering that he was somewhere safe, with us."My dear girl! Why did you run away from home like that? See where it got you?"The woman tried to approach the bed, but I stepped in front of her, blocking the way and glaring at the actress."Then why didn't you come immediately after being told your precious relative was in the hospital?" I growled at the mangy goat.Her companion immediately opened his mouth."And what makes you so damn smart? There wasn't any transportation running!"
Ann Shumilskaya:For almost two weeks now, we’ve been living… like a normal family.I sleep with Nazar in the same bed, and we often share intimacy. I feel good with him, in every way. I really have gotten used to him, just like he wanted… and even more than that. I realized that I love Nazar…Not
An idea suddenly hit me.After we paid in the toy store, we finally reached the café we were heading to. Leaving my company for a moment, I slipped away and came back shortly, handing Masha a gift.“What is this?” the girl asked, not believing her eyes.“What does it look like?”“A… phone,” she sai
The next day greeted me very unexpectedly… with the smell of baked goods.Ann wasn’t next to me anymore, but I could hear the loud chirping of kids and the girl somewhere deep in the apartment.Not believing my ears and nose, I wandered toward the kitchen and caught a very cute scene: Anya and the
I see Masha go quiet and thoughtful. She’s stubborn, but far from stupid, and she loves the little one. Logic and a bit of manipulation should steer her in the right direction.“Fine,” the blonde grits out through her teeth, glaring at me from under her brows. “We’ll go to school.”When we finished







