Once I dared to think that I had the right to redemption, but my killer found me, and my future is again in jeopardy. He said that he would do everything to save me and our son, but I know that in a world ruled by wolf laws, promises are worthless, and only the number of trump cards matters, the main one is in my hands.
View MoreThe smell of freshly cut greens haunted me all morning. Of course, he seemed to me, firstly, because he simply could not penetrate the penthouse, and secondly, it was the beginning of September, and the greenery was no longer so fresh.I yawned, trying in vain to put the earring in my ear. The aroma of pancakes unobtrusively penetrated into the bedroom, subtly mixing with non-existent greens. With such smells, and after an almost sleepless night, I could hardly move at all, and for the upcoming meeting I needed at least some vigor. I already dragged it out with her, preparing one thing or another, but the tummy would soon be visible, and I didn’t want to advertise it just like that.The water in the bathroom calmed down, and I, putting the rebellious earring on the chest of drawers to her pair, looked back at Grisha. Naked, wet and megasexual, he drove all the smells out of the bedroom except his own and knocked all thoughts out of my head.I inhaled the indelible smell of cigarettes,
I looked at Chechik, who was holding a machine gun with an impenetrable look. I took only our guys with me, politely (or maybe not very) refusing both Ibragimov and Yana. Chechik barely perceptibly nodded to me, and I turned to Bogdan.- Lead.Bogdan led me and Alyosha past the barracks to the central building, which we went around and went down to the basement from the end.The ice in his chest throbbed evenly in time with his heart. I was ready for what was waiting for me, because today everything will end. Anyway.One more step and one more and one more...Large enough for a basement, the room, which had no sunlight, was dull and gray, soaked with dampness, rat stench, urine, and blood that had been painted on the floor. On a dirty table under a tiny window lay all sorts of tools whose purpose was not difficult to guess, and under it was a rusty bucket, over which flies were hovering.In the middle of the room, among a scattering of silver bullets and shell casings that had been sh
The city smoothly went into emergency mode and cracked under my onslaught for three days.Sparing no effort, I personally visited every hole and doorway, every company and bank, every boutique and restaurant, pressing to my fingernail every carrion that had come out in one way or another ... Yes, in fact, to anything, even completely unimportant, so that convey one single thought: now I was the hostess. Everyone. And everything.Here it should be clarified that after the bloody events in the city hall, there were no love melodramas or tragedies with Misha, sexual submissions or violent acts.The young wolf made his bet. And even though it was temporary, and I was just a way to achieve some of his goals, I squeezed it to the fullest, like Yana, who also decided to keep me company in my crusade.In this, too, one should not see something beyond: the city was on the verge of global changes, and many were looking for profit as a guarantee of the future, and it so happened that thanks to t
- Well, - I answered, picking up the puree from Nikita's chin, which was uttering funny "mind, mind, mind" with pleasure. - Yana indicated the amount? - Gray made such a sour face that I understood without words that she indicated the amount and, in his opinion, clearly overestimated. - Take my travel bag in the dressing room and put the money in it. - Mina Gray became even more sour. - Don't be greedy, Seryozha! I scolded. - Debts must be repaid, and services paid. By the way, do you have everything? I asked. - Do not need anything? Well, there ... - I fell silent and smiled gratefully at Gray, Chechik and Pimple, who at the same time made their already offended mines. - My gold! - I cooed, remembering that the shy ones decently scooped up precious trinkets in Arthur's jewelry store. - Rosa, what do we have with the products? - I switched to other important issues,- It is necessary to bribe, Kirochka, - Rosa answered, examining the contents of a large refrigerator. - And not only pr
I brushed my teeth and washed off the polish from my nails, and under a hot shower I thoroughly washed off everything that was left from the night. While the towel was absorbing water from my hair, I applied fresh makeup, focusing on the eyes in the form of arrows, and simply summed up the lips with a brown pencil. They themselves were dark for me, and the brown outline stood out moderately against the background of bright eyes.After brushing and blow-drying my hair, I painted my fingernails and toenails and, while they were drying, carefully walked along the clothes rack so as not to catch them.How many bright colors... How many different prints... How many unforgettable images you can create, as if becoming someone else...Without thinking twice, I opted for the same wild orange dress that I was going to wear last night. Ribbed and sleeveless, slip style, it surprisingly turned out to be of adequate length and with a high neckline under the collarbones.The catch was that it was s
- And who is so small here and does not sleep so late? BUT?I picked up the disheveled Nikita from the arms of my beautiful Rosa, who met us at the elevator, who now, like Evelina, and even Martha, lived exclusively in the mode of the main man of my life, to whom even the night was not an obstacle to fun, especially when he had a toy pistol in his hands .Purely out of interest: where did the nannies dig him up? Alyosha hid it badly!- How did everything go? - asked the old she-wolf, suspiciously apprehending my regular unusual outfit and surprisingly good mood.- Everything went perfectly! - circling Nikita, pleased with my attention, I answered. Gray and Alyosha slowly dragged sacks of money out of the elevator. - Now we can buy something pretty and tasty! I added. - And also useful! - I stopped and thoughtfully looked at Gray. - Serezha... And what is the coolest weapon?- Not cool, but icy, - Gray corrected me with a chuckle.- ShAK-12 (automatic assault complex - author's note),
If you could only land one hit, where would you hit?Right. At the most painful.For the criminal side of the city, drugs were such a place. Their turnover even exceeded the sale of weapons, for which demand never fell at all.They were everywhere: in beauty salons, insurance and law firms, shopping and entertainment centers, restaurants and bars, newspaper and cigarette kiosks, gas stations, even flower and pet stores, not to mention universities and schools.This variation was explained by the fact that drug addicts were the largest group among the population, and their orderly ranks included not only junkies from the slums who did not see anything better than the dreams that drugs gave them, but also ladies and gentlemen from much more prosperous areas. and families.What reasons the latter had for escaping reality, decide for yourself, but with a probability of 99%, a drug addict of varying degrees of dependence and depravity could be found anywhere in the city, and their eyes and
I put on makeup quickly and even managed to style my naughty dry hair in record time, but with the outfit I was frankly stupid and with a detached look sorted out the trempels again and again.Silly, perhaps, but I missed my old wardrobe: exquisite blouses of noble colors, strict classic skirts of perfect length just below the knee, a collection of shoes with elegant thin straps that Angelov gave me in abundance along with sets of sexy underwear for our pleasures .Evelina, in general, didn’t pick everything up badly and I was more or less used to the frankness of the dresses, but after my mistake at the estate, I wanted to, sorry for the teenage slang, cover myself and in no case follow Alyosha’s advice about shaking some parts of the body .No, the female body, and the male body too, has been a bargaining chip for centuries, and if necessary, I could not only shake my boobs, but it was hardly the case with the head of security. In our first meeting, he was reserved and cold, and, de
The way back to the complex flew by unnoticed. Gray rode the motorcycle easily and expertly, but he was driving. Grisha, on the other hand, knew how to fly, and, clinging to another man, I recalled how my man and I flew from the southern cottage to the city, and how scared I was then that we would crash along the way. Now I would give a lot for this fear in exchange for others.Because of the bastard Koppel, there was no peace for anyone, and despite the late hour, Rosa, Marta and Evelina wandered sleepily around the penthouse. I did not pay much attention to them and, having checked my son, went to my room. The day was busy and was about to end, but ahead of me was not sleep and rest, but work. A lot of work.I hoped that I managed to slip through and Koppel's mercenaries again did not see anything suspicious in the motorcyclists leaving the complex. They could have followed us to the manor, but my guys all, as one, claimed that there were no tails.I just had to believe them, but on
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