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Safe "Crawl to Nikolay's office, press your body against the floor, get there and call Will, tell him what's happening."I shook my head and wanted to explain why I didn't want to do that, but I was only able to vocalize one word."Nikolay," I said between tears, and when the shots started again, Levy covered my mouth again, which was ideal because I screamed again."I'll take care of Nikolay, call Will, and then go to a safe place. Nikolay will find you there.""Safe place?" I asked, confused. I had no idea what he was talking about."He didn't give you a safe place? Damn it, Nikolay is an idiot. How could he not give you a safe place, if you're his woman?" he rolled his eyes. "Are you sure he never mentioned a safe place? Absolutely sure?""I have no idea what a safe place is, Levy!" I exclaimed loudly.It seemed like he was about to respond, but something interrupted him: the sound of the door being kicked in."Go now, time is running out," Levy looked at me, and seeing the seriou

Together again"He's the father of my son," I declared, swallowing hard."There's nothing wrong with falling in love with the father of your child. What are you so afraid of? That he'll reject you, Margaret? He's crazy about you, otherwise he wouldn't have you by his side like this.""He has me by his side because he has a son with me and because of all the drama with Mike, otherwise, it wouldn't happen. He's not crazy about me, I hate to break it to you," I said bitterly, looking away because I felt too vulnerable under her penetrating gaze."Margaret, don't be afraid to love someone just because you've been with trash in the past. You don't have to cling to him; let him go, don't let him hurt you, don't give him that right.""Don't call him trash.""Why not?""That's a very nice nickname for him," I looked at the plants. "The little time I spent in his house was hell, despite him being nice to me at first.""Oh...""The bastard didn't want me for anything but his personal satisfacti

A relationship of two"When I was around 15, I wasted my time with an older and idiotic guy, he was Mike's friend, who, as usual, was also into stealing back then; they stole cars and sold the parts. I did it a few times too.>>I always liked numbers, never hated math, and was very good at it, which led me to university; to two other boyfriends, each lasting about two months, and to quitting stealing cars."Her demeanor became distant as she spoke, as if recalling that time with bitterness rather than fun."I met a guy named David the same week my parents died, he was in the hospital at the same time as me. He accompanied me to the cafeteria while I waited for my parents to come out of surgery. Mike only showed up for the funeral and didn't even give an excuse.>>I didn't expect anything less from him, but the point is that looking back now, he met me at the worst stage of my life; when I was more vulnerable than ever, and he helped me a lot. Suddenly he made me so blind. When he aske

EmergencyNikolay"There was only a small table in the kitchen and a king-size bed in our room. We have a lot to choose from to fill the space, unless you don't like the place, then we can move," I spoke, watching as Margaret closed her eyes. I didn't know if it was from tiredness or pain.I took her hand and brought her close to me, giving her a kiss as the elevator continued to ascend."You're a little warm," I murmured, touching her forehead and cheeks. "Just a few moments ago you were cold, Margaret, this can't be right. We need to go to the doctor, I don't want to wait until this morning. This doesn't feel right."Margaret barely opened her eyes to look at me. I saw her attempt to step back, but she staggered and collapsed into my arms.I caught her and immediately tried to get her to react."Margaret? Margaret, damn it! Can you hear me? Babe, please," I pleaded, continuing to shake her to get her to respond.I glanced at the elevator screen; we were only on the 4th floor. I pres

Victoria IvanovaNikolayI closed the door behind me and followed my mother down the hallway. She leaned against the wall, arms crossed, before turning to look at me without saying anything.Her silence prompted me to speak."What are you doing here? Have you come to torment Margaret? Because I won't allow that," I warned, watching as my mother raised her eyebrows."Torment? Good Lord, Nikolay, we haven't seen each other in almost a year, and that's the first thing you have to say to your mother?""I called you," I reminded her, and saw her look away before running a hand through her perfectly styled blonde hair."You should be thankful I'm here instead of your father; he has nothing nice to say about your wife, or her brother for that matter. Not to mention the war you decided to take as your own.""I wouldn't call it a war," I opined, crossing my arms. "How long are you staying?""Until I feel like leaving," she snapped. "I'm staying at a hotel downtown; I want to get to know that g