- Recently, so many things have come down that there was no time to breathe. I was going to have fun in the near future with some girl, and decided that with my schedule it would be easiest to invite her to the house.

“I always thought that the services ... prostitutes are used only by freaks unable to attract normal girls,” Christina blurted out as coldly as possible.

Luka almost choked on another batch of whiskey and laughed restrainedly.

- I guess I changed your ideas about men.

- Not at all. I still adhere to my opinion - she wanted to humiliate this impudent arrogant and imperturbable type, whom, it seems, nothing in the world can embarrass at all costs.

- Well, our acquaintance in your understanding did not really begin very well. Given your age, this is quite normal. Since we still live in different cities, I don’t think that we will have to communicate often, and, frankly, I don’t believe in my mother's constancy for a long time, so even rare family holidays can be safely ruled out. Therefore, you should not strain because of today's ... mmm ... incident. Just forget about everything.

This haughty tone just brought the girl out of himself, because he clearly wanted to flaunt his complete indifference to her. She had no idea why she was moved by this, but still felt angry as the insult in her eyes began to pinch from the newly rising tears.

“It would be something to remember,” she threw casually while still catching on him his curious glance, “How much can you stare at me?” Leave the room. I need to get dressed.

- I hasten to remind you that this is my room and my home. However, I had already seen enough of what interested me, - he cut off with a cold grin and left the room.

The girl, still trembling, put on her panties, found her jacket, and hastily pulled it on, buttoning all the buttons, then went to a dark, artificially aged mirror at the bar to fix her clothes. She looked kind of crazy, her eyes still wet, her cheeks glowed, her lips ate like ripe berries, her breasts often heaved. She straightened her slightly disheveled blond hair and, meeting her gaze with her reflection, hastily averted her eyes. Did she allow all this? As if in a fog, she remembered with what passion she gave herself to the kisses and caresses of this Luke even before Matvey came. And Matvey ... he was frighteningly handsome, but too unpredictable. Go with him to look for a hotel? Yes, it's crazy! She was about to call a taxi on her mobile, but remembered that her handbag remained in the office. Glancing around the room, she found a retro-style marble telephone on the bedside table with a rotating gold disk and picked up the phone. There was no horn. Surely a mini-PBX was installed in the mansion, and for the call it was necessary to dial some code. The girl slowly straightened her skirt and hair, stood for a few seconds to equalize her breath, and then headed for the exit.

In the hall at the entrance stood a butler.

“Luka Dmitrievich asked me to give you this,” the butler said dryly, handing her ladies and luggage bags to her.

“Very kind of him,” Christine replied no less formally and took them. She could not refrain from looking again at the spacious hall with a huge staircase in the middle, but Luke did not find it. It seemed to her that she had experienced something of a disappointment, so she tried to suppress this feeling in herself.

It was already evening outside.She glanced at her watch and realized that it was already quite late, just because of the white nights it seemed that there was still time before total darkness. There was no one in the park in front of the mansion, and the girl headed for the wrought iron gate. Behind them, too, twilight and silence reigned. The lane in which the house was located was removed from the main streets, therefore there were not many cars here, although it was located in the center. As soon as she stepped onto the sidewalk, the car, which was parked right in front of the entrance, suddenly turned on its headlights and roared the engine. She even flinched. Matvey, whose smile and eyes sparkled brighter than headlights, leaned out of the window.

- Sit down come on, - he casually threw, glancing at her.

- I have changed my mind. I will find the hotel myself, ”she proudly declared, once again meeting her eyes with his beautiful almond-shaped eyes, so unusual in combination with blond hair, and she turned confidently to the left.

“The subway is on the other side,” said Matvey calmly, “And stomping for about twenty minutes.” You go, and I'll watch over you. I don’t like naughty fools, but it’s funny to watch them - and twice, as if in confirmation of his mockery, he pressed the horn and started off just in the direction of the metro.

Christine stopped, almost stamping her foot for resentment.

- Okay, damn it! I'll go with you, ”she said irritably.

- What? - fake tone asked Matthew, as if he had not heard.

- I say that I will go with you! Nothing to pretend to be deaf! - Christine said even louder. So that he heard, she had to catch up with the car, which was slowly rolling along the street, not intending to stop.

“So I would ask for a ride,” Matvey said calmly.

Christine stopped again. She simply could not swallow such impudence. The luggage bag was heavy, so she went to the fence and threw her bag on the asphalt and sat down on the marble base of the fence, her legs crossed, her arms folded across her chest and turned away from the car, sparkling in the side lights. She didn’t even make out what he had for the brand. I just noticed that the car was sporty, new and snow-white.

Matvey slowed down, leaned out of the window again and turned back to where Christine was standing.

“I suppose you're waiting for me to start persuading you?”

- I'm waiting for you to leave me alone.

- Hmm ... Well, well ... I will make a discount on your stupidity.

The car door suddenly opened. Matvey walked out onto the sidewalk and stopped right in front of the girl who was sitting with her head turned away from him. He really wanted to twist her, take her to a car or better to go home, and continue the entertainment there, but now she again seemed too young, scared and tender to treat her like some kind of fallen girlfriend, so he refrained from rudeness and crouched next to her on the base of the fence.

“Let me know when you leave,” he suggested, still mockingly, and sat down more comfortably, leaning back on the fence.

Christine did not know what to answer. She suddenly felt cold. The night wind made its way into every crevice of her clothes and caused a shiver in her heated body. Panties were wet through and through, and the fact that in such a state, and even in a short skirt, I had to sit on a cold stone, worried her in earnest. The proximity of Matthew, beautiful and boldly calm, did not give her the opportunity to focus on solving the problems facing her. She had no idea how she could find a hotel in the middle of the night alone, although she was not eager to use the services of these two insolent brothers either. God forbid to become something obliged to them! However, at the moment she did not see any other way out. On her phone, as she noticed literally five minutes ago, the money ran out, so she could not even call a taxi.

“Far from here to the nearest hotel?”

- Not. But, I'm afraid, during the white nights all the hotels are crowded, especially those in the center, so we have to spend some time searching.

“You ... Could you promise me something?” - Christine asked timidly, wanting at least a promise to somehow protect herself from this type.

- What is it for? However, if you mean that I did not suddenly rape you, so I do not rape girls. Only seducing.

- Then do not seduce me! - Christine snapped as hard as possible and stood up resolutely .... Read more →