All Chapters of Deep Trouble With You: Chapter 61 - Chapter 69

“Fuck off!” I barked and indignantly turned away.I mean, sure, sometimes guys jerk off while I dance. Take Flick, for example. But this… this is just so stupid and shameless! And fuck me, it turns me on, throwing me into heat!He’s not really going to continue, is he?!I decided to ignore it. Most likely he was doing it on purpose to throw me off and show me he could do whatever the hell he wanted. As soon as he saw I wasn’t interested and these tricks didn’t work on me, he’d stop.I put on my best stone face and stared at the plasma screen. Inside, everything was boiling from his audacity and some kind of thrill. Like I’d just ridden a motorcycle! I tried to calm the ticklish excitement and lower my body temperature by focusing on the TV show.But hell no!Nazar turned the porn volume up, dripped lube from the little bottle onto his cock, and seriously got down to business! I could hear the sound of masturbating hands on flesh and the way the man breathed heavily and raggedly… while

“Yeah, Nastya. I’ve been home these last few days with my girlfriend, Ann,” I was, of course, outraged by that title, but for some reason it felt nice. Mostly because this beauty’s eyes widened in shock. The situation honestly amused me. “You can ignore us. Start cleaning in the bedroom. We… made a mess there.”Oh, hell yeah! The poor girl’s gonna be unpleasantly fucking shocked! That bed could be wrung out from our… fluids.“Oh please, there’ve been so many Anns here… one more, one less,” the modest girl muttered quietly while walking past me, and a smile spread across my face. So she’s got claws after all! But where she studied, I taught.Still, I didn’t argue with her. This Nastya had seriously lifted my mood, and I hurried to the kitchen where Nazar was already waiting, clearly intending to feed me. Was he reading my mind now?“How much longer am I supposed to stay here?” I asked the brunette, enjoying the delicious food. The man sat down opposite me and placed his own portion dow

The topic of unseriousness is obviously a sore subject not just for me. I threw it back at her, and I saw I hadn’t missed. With true enjoyment, I realized just how perfectly I’d hit the target.I instantly figured out how to arrange a fair “competition,” but for that kind of bet, the stakes had to be raised to the maximum. If we’re betting, then bet big. Otherwise I won’t keep her. This might be my last chance for a normal and peaceful solution to our problem.“I’m not going to be your wife!” Ann protested in a trembling, frightened voice, jumping in place immediately, though calming down slightly and going quiet. Predictable.“Well, that’s only if you lose. Or do you already feel that your strength won’t be enough and you’ll be defeated?” I wanted to bait her, push her into reckless emotions, because I wanted her! By any methods and tricks, with all her inner demons and secrets, flaws and virtues.“I won’t lose!” my little panther hissed, glaring at me from under her brows and clench

“Masha, sorry for asking, but the question kind of asks itself,” I look at how the girl and the cute curly-haired boy are stuffing country-style fries into their cheeks. And they don’t look alike at all. She’s a light blonde with gray eyes, and the boy is very cute and curly, but his hair is several shades darker, he’s more tan and has brown eyes. “You’re not blood-related?”“Why wouldn’t we be?” the girl mumbled in surprise through a full mouth.“Well, you don’t really look alike. And your names. You’re Masha, he’s Lukas,” I study my family for the next two months with interest.“Nah. We’re very much related. Same dad and all,” the little one grinned. “Pregnant women just get weird cravings and glitches, especially the ones who drink regularly. So our mom didn’t come up with anything better than naming her newborn son after a character from her favorite TV show they were rerunning for the hundredth time. Honestly, I’m surprised I’m Masha and not Jade. Guess back then Mom’s brain wasn

“Ew! God, it stinks!” Masha complains when we started… poisoning the lice in their hair. I noticed the unwanted “pets” by accident when we were walking through the supermarket buying hygiene products for the little ones. Honestly, there was such a whole damn zoo running around in there it was hard not to notice.“Look, I get it, but there’s a huge risk your roommates might become ours with Nazar too! And I don’t want that kind of zoo! Besides, you don’t need it either.” While Masha was already covered in the stinking treatment, I was working on Lukas’s head. If Mashka was huffing and complaining, the boy actually liked having someone pick through his hair. In general, the little guy was very tactile.“What’s the point?” the blonde mutters under her breath. “We’ll catch them again anyway.”“Hey, stop grumbling,” Nazar cuts in and plants his ass on the windowsill in the bathroom of one of his bedrooms, watching the execution of the little pests. “We need to clean you up so decent childr