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Ira opened the door of her apartment entered the twilight of the corridor, groping the light switch, turned on the light. And before she could even blink an eye, Victor promptly stepped off the landing after her, closing the front door. The lock clicked loudly as he turned the latch.

“So cool now, married,” the man grunted, looking around.

- You promised not to enter ...

Uninvited guest just smiled and walked forward. That, however, allowed the hostess to breathe a sigh of relief. For some reason, she felt uneasy from Victor, standing behind her back.

Stupidly concentrating, using habitual movements, she took off her shoes, put her handbag, keys and work documents on the curbstone in the hallway, put the children's toys lying on the floor in place. Out of the corner of my eye I looked after the strange guest. Whistling now and then, he ran from room to room — his eyes, lively and attentive, were snooping everywhere.

There were dirty tracks from his sneakers - Ira opened her mouth, but she couldn’t say anything ... She could not believe that Victor was in her house in a cozy, safe family nest. This makes no sense.

Maybe it would be okay, she thought.

- Make you coffee, tea? - asked Ira, although the usual role of a courteous and amiable housewife, seemed to her inappropriate - they are here on business. In addition, the behavior of the man abruptly changed for the worse, it was necessary to cross the threshold of her house.

It definitely went wrong. How everything went wrong since he entered her life.

Victor walked up, staring, shook his head. His long gaze nearly knocked her off balance.

“Calm down,” she urged herself. “He will not do anything to you, you have changed, you are married ... Soon this torture will end ...”

- I can take you only five thousand, and please give it back in a month ... I'll bring it now, - with a loud, only slightly trembling voice, Ira turned to the subject matter, and turned towards the bedroom where the money was kept. She wanted to quickly get rid of the insolent, get him out of his head and start his business.

Earlier in the cafe, after listening to Victor's sentimental story, calling for help, having sighed heavily, she suggested that they meet at the same place tomorrow. About the time to agree. So be the loan amount. But he was persistent and almost got hysterical. Money is urgently needed, how can she not understand his stalemate? Irina once again rummaged in her wallet - there were less than a couple of thousand in her wallet. Victor insisted that he would save his life by taking five. And better than ten. After all, card debt is holy. He is threatened with violence. Will she not leave the good soul of an old friend in trouble? He looked preoccupied, seemed about to cry. Despite the doubt, realizing that this is not a very good idea, at that moment, Irina took pity and gave in:

- Okay, let's go. I live nearby. But fast.

In addition, after shortly before, being indignant at his spreading of hands, she rewarded the former ex-ex-boyfriend with a slap in the face and sent him far away, he somehow instantly apologized and did not look so cheeky. He asked her not to leave, sit with him, acknowledged that Irina had changed a lot, had become completely different - now he sees in her a proud, successful and independent woman, and even declared that she was glad for her new happiness. It was so different from the usual Victor. Irina sat down into place as if intoxicated by victory, he said something, and she only nodded occasionally, turning the scene over and over again in her head, where she gave Victor a well-deserved slap in the face.

Almost all the way, the satellite, silently, trudged behind her. And at a respectful distance - he kept a distance. Never again touched her. Now Irina felt confident - there was no longer any fear of him. After all, she held much harder than before. It turned out so simple.And why couldn't she put this dirty, lustful degenerate into place earlier? Irina smiled at her thoughts: “lustful degenerate” - more precisely you will not say. Well nothing. The main thing now is not shaking, not shy, and could resist him.

The woman internally triumphed.

- And what are you really not happy to see me? - Victor was conciliatory when they left the cafe. - Yes, do not worry, I will stand in the stairwell, help me out with a coin, and I will immediately leave.

He abruptly grabbed her by the throat and, like a rag doll, slammed it into the wall, so that the woman hit her head painfully.

- You fucked? - On the face of Victor wandered branded sadistic cheeky smile, bloodshot eyes boiled furiousness, neck, bulging veins. - You dumped! Run away from me you bitch rotten!

He firmly squeezed her neck, and through the pain, Ira with horror thought that she herself went by about the situation, which eventually led to the trap. I fell into the trap of the four walls of my own apartment. Try to call for help? Shout? What would all the neighbors know that led to some guy's apartment ... What to do, how to get out of a ridiculous situation?

She trembled with all her body, her stomach clenched into a lump. Just think - at home alone with this disgusting monster ... who set it all up.

- So many years have passed ... You shouldn't talk to me like that anymore! - with flashing eyes, Ira wheezed, pinned through the neck into the wall. - What do you need?! Take the money and get out! You hurt me...

- How do I want, so I will hear you? The point is not money. This is so, for red word. You know very well what I really want. You are mine.

He abruptly pounced, putting his mouth to her mouth, and tried to kiss, but the woman, twisted in disgust, turned her head away. Victor slowly licked her cheek.

- Stop it! The woman hissed, desperately shaking her head. - Do not dare touch me! I am not your property! The husband is coming ... he will beat you!

- Of course I believe. By the way, does he also work part time?

Ira felt a strong smell of sweat men and hot nasty breath on his face. Strong hands, dug into her tender body - one grabbed her by the thigh, the other squeezed on her throat, tightly chained to the wall.

The woman that has urine rested her hands on Victor's chest - by this time the pain on her head has subsided a bit, the numbness has passed, and Irina felt a surge of strength and rage.

- Gad! I wanted to help you ... Get out now! She declared loudly and resolutely. - Until it's not too late!

- And what will happen? - The man squinted. - husband beat?

Irina swallowed - in the past, Victor would fold his jaws more than once. There was a long pause.

- I will not yield. I will not execute any more of your orders. Everything has changed, I have a new life, I love it ... and ...

“You think I’ll believe that you don’t like it anymore when it’s rude to you — it used to excite you a lot.

- No ... I do not like ... - Irina replied and tried to push the man away - in vain, he was still very strong. Then she began to resist that there is urine, squirmed, kicked, broke out - did not help. She tried to scrape or bite the enemy, he blocked every attack.

And then, as if tightening the noose, Victor squeezed his claw more tightly around his long, elegant neck. Kicking, writhing and kicking a woman has become less vigorous. Choking, and completely stopped the fight.

Turning pale by the second, with weakening fingers, life itself clutched at the hand with a vise squeezing neck, trying to release a dead grip. Wheezing, trying to breathe. Anger and determination in the eyes were replaced by prayer and despair.

Playfully, he opened his hand. Eagerly swallowing the air, a woman with fury tried to kick, push, but it turned out ... Read more →