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2026-04-22 05:39:44"Ann, don’t piss me off," he growls low, and I start to feel a flicker of panic at that manic tone. "I’m holding back by a thread. I’ve got someone on speed dial who’d gladly blow your club to atoms. I’m only holding back because you can stop being stubborn and tell me everything yourself, without putting others in danger or legal trouble."
The bastard is pressuring me! I don’t want to bend, but throwing others under the bus isn’t my style either. One of the dancers gave me the pill, seeing how shitty I looked. She also gave me a number where I could get more. And imagine my surprise when I set up a meet with the dealer… and it turned out to be Flick! The guy didn’t want money. What he wanted was access back into the club and… the chance to jerk off to me in the VIP room. To his credit, he didn’t go after my “honor” anymore. The first two times I took half a pill. The last time I felt so fucking awful, I took a whole one. And here we are… "Anya, I’m waiting, and my patience is running out faster than you can imagine," Yartsev presses. "Flick gave me the stuff. "Flick?" Nazar frowns. "Who the hell is that?" "You came with him yesterday." "Alex?" he looks surprised. "Yeah." "Why’s he “Flick”? I barely suppress a smug smile. "I don’t think you need to know that," I mutter, looking down at my fingers. "Your delicate psyche might not handle it…" "Anya!" he snaps. "Don’t push me!" "Well… you asked for it," I shrug. "One time your Alex booked me in the VIP for a full strip," I see Nazar’s lips press tight again. "Everything was going fine. I danced, stripped down to my heels… He’s a pretty decent-looking guy, and I… for your information, I’m no angel and can let a guy I like have way more than just a strip," I shoot him a venomous look. Why do I enjoy pissing him off so much? And why does it get to him this badly? "I’d had a few drinks, was in a good mood, felt playful… I wanted sex," I watch his fists clench. "Did you fuck with him?" he growls. "Why are you so shocked and pissed?" I bat my lashes mockingly. "I fucked with you too…" "Ann! Answer!" "It didn’t get that far," I roll my eyes at his impatience. "But it was heading there fast. That… Alex decided to “please” me and got comfortable between my legs, working with his tongue. Only it was so clumsy, rough, and useless it did absolutely nothing for me, no matter how much he slobbered. So I got bored, and I was in a great mood… I flicked him right on the forehead! Right in the middle of his pathetic performance." "What?!" Nazar’s face twists, his lips twitch trying not to laugh, eyes going wide. "Gave him a flick. A knock. A “losh.” That’s how he became Flick," I explain like it’s obvious. "He’s been butthurt about it ever since. For some reason!" "Anya…" Nazar exhales tiredly, pinching the bridge of his nose and squeezing his eyes shut. "You’re going to put me in an early grave with your antics. But… I’m still going to kill Alex!"
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Deep Trouble With You 100 Epilogue
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
Deep Trouble With You 99
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.
Deep Trouble With You 98 After
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
Deep Trouble With You 97
“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
Deep Trouble With You 96 Father
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
Deep Trouble With You 95
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!"
Deep Trouble With You 91
“And now let me introduce a very unexpected guest of tonight’s event,” the host announced to the crowd, where interested male eyes instantly locked onto me. “Very soon, she’ll join the Yartsev family, because she is Nazar’s fiancée! I know there are many wealthy bachelors in this hall, so I’d like
Deep Trouble With You 90
“Father, Valentina, I’d like you to meet my girlfriend and fiancée, Anya!” I saw surprise flash across everyone’s faces, and only then did the meaning of Nazar’s words finally sink in. I looked at him, about to open my mouth, but he cut me off. “Anya, this is my father, Oleg Yartsev, and his wif
Deep Trouble With You 89 Charity Event
Ann Shumilskaya: Nazar told me what his guy had dug up about the children. Why they never told us they had a guardian, and most importantly, why they’d been wandering the streets instead of staying with their aunt, remained a mystery. Mikhail promised to keep digging for information. And we planne
Deep Trouble With You 88
When we returned home, we had a serious conversation waiting with the kids. Honestly, I was a little afraid of it, because I didn’t know what to expect from Masha.“So, little gang,” I address the children, and Masha rolls her eyes in her usual manner. “Anya and I talked, figured out a lot, and now
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