Mag-log inNazar Yartsev:
Anya’s story threw me into shock and real rage. Now everything fell into place. I understood her behavior toward me, the kids, the bet, and everything that had been happening between us all this time. She carries guilt that Denis, that goat, dumped entirely on her, after daring to reproach a young girl for being infertile. I have no intention of leaving things as they are. I have plenty of interesting connections, and this Vernadsky will be dealt with. There’s no way a businessman like him is completely clean before the law. Especially considering his attraction to underage girls. Anya sees the situation from her side, but I can say with confidence: there’s an unhealthy pull toward children there. Sixteen years old! Fuck, she was only sixteen, and he went after her! He wasn’t some teenage boy like Anya herself, someone she could try adult life with. Back then, he was already an established, conscious man! Which means this Denis may have some very ugly skeletons in his closet. At least, I’m not ruling that out. Despite the heaviness of what Ann had to go through and confess to me, I was glad this conversation finally happened. My beloved let herself go, and most importantly, she won’t push me and our feelings away now. And I have no doubt she has them. Just not all at once. I don’t want to pressure her, because plenty came out today already. I was happy that my girl didn’t just decide to meet me halfway, but also agreed to create our big, loving family with me. I’ll break myself if I have to, but I’ll make it happen. They’re all already mine! All of them! After Ann opened up to me, her behavior changed noticeably. She became softer, nuzzling into me like a trusting kitten, and no longer hissing at me for no reason like I’m some mangy dog. And it drives me completely insane. After spilling out all her emotions and bitter truth, my kitty fell asleep in my arms. I look at her and can’t help smiling. I quickly kiss the top of her head and leave the bedroom. I promised her I’d find out about the kids, so that’s exactly what I plan to do, heading into the office. “Misha, hey,” I call one very trusted and reliable man. Mikhail works for Kirill as his security guy and, at the same time, best friend. As a former special services employee, he has good connections and reach almost anywhere. “I need help with a few things.” “Hey, Nazar,” the big guy laughs without malice. “Kirill mentioned you were getting yourself tangled in something again.” “I need information on a few people…” I hear some noise on the other end. “Nazar,” now I hear Kirill’s worried voice. “What have you gotten into again?” “And hello to you too, brother. Why immediately ‘gotten into’? For your information, I’m finally settling down for good, but I need help.” “Come to my place tomorrow… with everyone,” my twin sighs, making me smile. The idea of going to my brother’s didn’t exactly thrill Anya. And it would’ve been one thing if she’d simply complained, but I also got smacked with a pillow for taking her to that house under the excuse that it was mine. The kids, meanwhile, were up for any chaos. “So you want to take the children in?!” Vicky couldn’t believe what she was hearing when we settled in their kitchen. The little ones were enthusiastically abusing the PlayStation, giving us a chance to talk. “And you, Ann, you’re okay with that? Last time, you said, mildly speaking, that you weren’t interested in serious relationships.” “I had my reasons,” my beloved sighs, and I take her hand, which doesn’t escape anyone’s attention. “I love these children very much, and I’d be glad to take guardianship of them together with Nazar.” “But first we need to find out whether their mother can officially be deprived of parental rights,” I continue. “We haven’t told the kids anything yet. We want to know first whether guardianship is possible. Their mother is not right in the head…” “Alright, Nazar,” Mikhail steps in. “I’ll do what I can. I need their details, and I’ll find the info.” “Thank you,” I exhale with relief. I know Misha won’t let me down. “And now to current matters,” Kirill looks at me. “The day after tomorrow father and I have a charity evening with partners. You still haven’t answered whether you’re coming.” Honestly, with everything happening and my new father role, I’d completely forgotten about that event. Usually I go alone and pick up polished little females there, but this time… “Yes, Ann and I will definitely be there,” I say, and two beautiful brown eyes stare at me expressively. “Maybe ask Ann?” my beloved raises a brow in accusation. “Consider it a surprise,” I smile at the girl. “You know, when it comes to giving surprises, you still need a lot of work,” my panther fires back. After that, we talked about all sorts of things, and Anya finally found common ground with Vicky. While the girls were chatting enthusiastically, I whispered to Mikhail to dig up information and dirt on Vernadsky too. That little bastard needs to be squeezed hard. But for now, I don’t want Ann knowing about it.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 we’re together as a couple. We’ve also decided it makes sense to end our bet.”“Great,” Masha muttered, while Luka visibly drooped. “So now you’re trying to politely tell us to get off your territory. We get it…”“No! Masha, you need to learn not to interrupt adults!” I look sternly at the blonde. “We actually wanted to tell you the opposite! You can stay with us as long as you want. No, not even like that… we’d LIKE you to stay with us.”“What’s with the generosity?” our almost-daughter narrows her eyes suspiciously.“Well, you’re not unhappy with us, are you?” Anya gently joins in.“No,” the blonde snorts. “We’re not cursed, not beaten, and you pay for everything. What’s there to complain
Nazar Yartsev:Anya’s story threw me into shock and real rage. Now everything fell into place. I understood her behavior toward me, the kids, the bet, and everything that had been happening between us all this time.She carries guilt that Denis, that goat, dumped entirely on her, after daring to reproach a young girl for being infertile.I have no intention of leaving things as they are. I have plenty of interesting connections, and this Vernadsky will be dealt with. There’s no way a businessman like him is completely clean before the law. Especially considering his attraction to underage girls. Anya sees the situation from her side, but I can say with confidence: there’s an unhealthy pull toward children there.Sixteen years old! Fuck, she was only sixteen, and he went after her! He wasn’t some teenage boy like Anya herself, someone she could try adult life with. Back then, he was already an established, conscious man! Which means this Denis may have some very ugly skeletons in his c
“Anya, everything’s possible!” Yartsev says firmly, holding me like I’m the most precious thing he has. “Do you love Masha and Luka?”“Yes…” I sniffle, because I really did grow to love them.“Then that’s perfect! I won’t be able to leave them either anymore, even if I lose our bet! Look at us! We’re ALREADY a family! And I’ll do everything to keep it that way. I’ll fight tooth and nail for custody if I have to! Their mother’s out of her mind. She can lose parental rights…”What he says honestly shocks me so much I stop crying for a second, but Yartsev looks dead serious, and I realize he absolutely means every word.“I only need your consent. I love you more than life itself. Tell me, are you willing to take responsibility for our family’s happiness together with me?”“Why do you even need me? Like this… I’m a broken doll, Nazar!” I try to push him away, but he only holds me tighter. “Completely useless! I honestly don’t understand what there is to love about me! I’m a stripper who c
Ann Shumilskaya:Everything felt like it wasn’t really happening to me, like I was trapped in some kind of fog. I stared at the small stage and couldn’t believe my eyes, and even more so, my ears.There he was in all his glory, completely satisfied with himself and his life. Denis. The nightmare and biggest regret of my entire life.The way that bastard practically glowed while proudly talking about HIS CHILDREN pushed me right to the edge. I was falling back into the past again, drowning in the pain I went through because of that asshole.“We met when I had barely moved up into senior classes. I was sixteen. Just some inexperienced girl who went to ballet classes and dreamed about the big stage. Like a lot of girls my age…”I fall silent, while Nazar watches me carefully, and I can already see he doesn’t like where this story is going.Well, he wanted the truth. Let him shovel it in with both hands now.“He was older, more experienced, all cocky and unattainable, and his bangs fell o
“Anya…”“I… I…” my beloved stammers, lowering her gaze and blinking rapidly. “You guys… have fun without me. I need to go home right now… I don’t feel good. I…”“Anya!” I grab her shoulders and shake her lightly, forcing her to look at me. I do not like what’s happening to her. Not one fucking bit.“I… I…” her eyes shine with tears, filled with such pain that it makes me feel sick too. The brunette can’t even form a sentence anymore, and she starts trembling.“Fuck!” I curse. “Kids, sorry, we need to go home.”Seeing Anya’s condition, the kids didn’t argue at all, only exchanged worried glances. I grabbed Ann and Luka by the hand, and we headed for my car.We drove in silence.My beloved disappeared deep into herself, staring blankly out the window, while the kids tried not to make a sound.The second we got into the apartment, the smart little brats vanished into their room, while Anya headed straight for our bedroom. I followed right behind her, not even considering leaving her alon
A few more days passed. Less than a month remained until the end of the bet. We were still deeply involved in the kids’ lives. School, work, home, entertainment, squeezing Ann whenever I could. Though now the school had opened different sports clubs, so Luka had officially become a beginner football player!Masha, meanwhile, had zero interest in any of those activities whatsoever, same as school. Though interestingly enough, the brat did homework without enthusiasm, could sit around doing absolutely nothing during lessons, yet somehow still managed to get excellent grades. Slippery little snake. The kid had talent.But Anya refused to give up and decided to put the girl on the pole. Surprisingly, once Masha saw the kind of insane tricks the brunette could pull off on it, she immediately got excited too. They trained for over an hour, practicing the basics, and the girl was genuinely happy.But when we saw the horrific bruises covering the kid’s body afterward, we decided not to contin







