LOGINWhen the married couple is informed that their order has arrived, their good mood rubs off on me. A sweet couple where you can feel the love and trust between them. Even through the phone, while I was talking to both of them at once, I could feel the warmth in the way they treated each other, and it filled me with good energy too.
So, on that positive note, I step out of the office planning to go to the warehouse and give instructions about delivering the two new steel stallions to the address provided. But I nearly trip over my own feet when I see Kirill outside, wearing a cap with some Japanese writing on it, heading toward my showroom—and Ann trying to catch up with him! Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuuuck! What the hell is he doing here?! They’re only supposed to come back in three days! And what the hell is Ann doing here?! This is bad. Very bad! I quickly duck behind the corner of the building and peek out in horror, watching what’s happening and praying to every god there is that Kirill will play along with me. We’ve covered each other’s asses plenty of times before. Just don’t go ballistic and don’t blow my cover. “Oh, hi, Nazar,” Ann deftly kisses the man on the cheek, though she immediately gets embarrassed by her own impulse and lowers her eyes. “Hi. I’m not—” “Listen,” the brunette interrupts my brother, as if gathering her thoughts to say everything honestly. “I don’t want to stick my nose where it doesn’t belong… but maybe I can help you,” the longer she looks at Kirill, the faster her confidence fades. “I just want to help you, because you’re such a wonderful father to the kids,” my brother’s eyebrows shoot up expressively, and at that moment our eyes meet. My twin’s face darkens like a storm cloud, while I gesture frantically for him to play along. I’ll deal with him somehow later, but I can’t lose Ann right now! “I found an interesting article online from a book that describes a problem very similar to yours,” even from this distance I can hear the nervousness in my beloved’s voice. “I know it’s very hard to replace the attention of a mother who abandoned them, but according to the reviews this book has many tips that really help parents get closer to their kids when the other parent left the family.” I can practically feel the rage radiating from my twin, and I see his jaw tightening as he stares at me. He’s never been stupid and immediately understood what’s going on. “You’ll learn a lot about your little troublemakers if you use the methods and practices described there. It’s especially important for you and Soli, because girls aren’t always open about their problems with their dad,” Ann tries sincerely to help, and once again I fall in love with my bright angel. God, she’s incredible and so kind! “Alright, thanks,” Kirill grinds out through clenched teeth, but then he slips into the role and softens slightly. “Sorry, but I urgently need to get to the office. A lot of urgent and killer business just came up,” the brown-haired man mutters, looking straight at me, promising me nothing good. Well, that’s it. I’m totally screwed when it comes to my brother.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!"
Nazar Yartsev:The first day, if you can even call it that, passed unusually and strangely. My place had never had such a… domestic atmosphere.No, sure, Kirill and Vicky sometimes come over with my nephews. But that happens rarely and not for long. Usually, I’m the one on their territory. After a
“Ew! God, it stinks!” Masha complains when we started… poisoning the lice in their hair. I noticed the unwanted “pets” by accident when we were walking through the supermarket buying hygiene products for the little ones. Honestly, there was such a whole damn zoo running around in there it was hard
Having fed the little ones, we decided to buy them some of the most necessary things for the time being, because the rags they were wearing needed to be destroyed immediately. First, we had to wash the kids, show them their new home for the next few months, and then we’d get to the serious shopping
“Masha, sorry for asking, but the question kind of asks itself,” I look at how the girl and the cute curly-haired boy are stuffing country-style fries into their cheeks. And they don’t look alike at all. She’s a light blonde with gray eyes, and the boy is very cute and curly, but his hair is severa







