It was supposed to be a game, just a game. But I do not think I am playing anymore. -Unknown. |K I R I L L|I fucked up.It was not supposed to be like this. I was not suppose to enjoy her company, I was not suppose to yearn for her, beg for her, crave for her. But does any of it matter now? I don't think so. Waking up next to her, I felt all tangled up inside. She was sleeping so peacefully, wrapped in my arms. But instead of enjoying the moment, I couldn't shake the feeling that I messed up big time. Her soft breathing and messy hair seemed like a beautiful scene, but in my mind, there was a storm of regret.My birthday never felt like an occassion worth celebrating but I did it with her, pathetically using it as an excuse to spend time with her. I look down at the woman in my arms, wearing my t-shirt that reached her mid thighs. Her tousled hair, a cascade of honey blonde waves, spilled over the pillow in a wild disarray. Each strand carried the memory of our shared night, a ta

Brothers are the stars that illuminate the darkest nights of my life with their unwavering light of love. -Unknown. |A L E E Z A|Ivan extended a hand, introducing himself, "Ivan. And this troublemaker is Alex. We're friends of Kirill."The mention of his name brought a mix of emotions – surprise, curiosity, and a tinge of confusion. "Friends of Kirill? How come I've never seen you around?"Alex, with an easygoing smile, chimed in, "Oh, Kirill can be quite possessive of us. You know, doesn't like to share."I couldn't help but chuckle at the playful banter, but a question lingered. "Possessive? I didn't know he had that side."Ivan leaned against a nearby car, a nonchalant posture belying the intensity in his gaze. "Oh, he does. But hey, no hard feelings."Alex chimed in with a bright smile, "Yeah, you don't have to be jealous of us."The conversation flowed effortlessly, like a gentle river winding through the night.Yet, beneath the sur

Even in the haze of alcohol, her name tastes like the sweetest wine on my lips.-Unknown. |K I R I L L|I lurked in the shadows, keeping a low profile as I obsessively watched Aleeza's every move. The guilt of my secret surveillance over the past week pressed down on me like a lead weight.Through the window, I caught a glimpse of Aleeza and Lev in her apartment. Her frustration and resignation about leaving for a few days hung in the air. My heart tightened, realizing she sensed a mysterious watcher.The urge to burst inside, spill my guts, and apologize for my silent stalking overwhelmed me. But doubt held me back. Was it too late to unravel the mess I'd made, to confess that my feelings had gone way beyond a casual curiosity?My eyes betrayed the internal turmoil as I debated my next move. Aleeza, blissfully unaware, continued chatting with Lev, oblivious to the tempest raging within me.As she spoke, the need to confess intensified. I'd played a twisted game with her emotions, an

Love is tragic, yet people can not help but ask for it. -Unknown. |A L E E Z A|Kirill wrapped his arms around my body, pulling me into a warm hug, I couldn't help but smile. The sensation of his touch after days of absence felt like a familiar melody playing in the background of my life.His embrace spoke volumes, conveying a longing that matched mine. In that moment, words seemed insufficient, and actions became the language of our unspoken connection. I hugged him back, feeling the strength in his arms and the sincerity in his embrace. It was a hug that held the weight of missed moments and unspoken conversations.In the midst of our shared warmth, his voice, still close to my ear, whispered, "I'll miss you." His words resonated with a tenderness that melted any lingering doubts. "I'll miss you too," I replied, my voice soft, carrying the echo of my own sentiments.As we remained entwined in that comforting hug, he, still holding me

|A L E E Z A|Three days later...The plane's tires touched the runway, signaling my return to the city. I felt the familiar jolt as the aircraft slowed down, and the anticipation of seeing Kirill grew with every passing second. As I disembarked, the late evening air wrapped around me, and the hustle of the airport became background noise.Surprise danced in my eyes when I spotted Kirill waiting for me at the arrival gate. I abandoned my trolley of belongings, rushing into his arms. He caught me with the strength I had missed, caging me between his arms. The warmth of his embrace was a haven I longed for, and I hugged him back with equal intensity.When I pulled my head back, his lips found mine in a gentle kiss. His touch spoke volumes of the longing he had endured in my absence. I couldn't help but smile against his lips, feeling the connection rekindle."Why are you here?" I asked, my voice filled with a mix of curiosity and delight."I couldn't wait," He responded, his eyes fixed