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The fact that the passion for risk does not lead his son to anything good, Roman knew for a long time, but it was difficult to influence the young man. Sasha has always been like this: energetic, fun, restless. He loved speed, loved height, and everything that was somehow connected with danger. This adrenaline addiction eventually turned into a tragedy for the whole family.

Roman himself went to the identification of the body. In what was left of Sasha, a man hardly recognized his son.

- How? He asked at the exit.

“Too fast on a motorcycle,” they answered. - The track after the rain was slippery. Alexander lost control and flew off the road into a cliff.

It took Roman a month to recover. Men are usually easier to cope with this, but Sasha was his only child. Roman brought up his son alone and perfectly coped with it. The young man grew up polite, intelligent, talented, making success in his career. A year earlier, Sasha got married and even managed to have a child, but now only Roman’s grandson will grow up to be an orphan.

In the end, the pain has to cope. Especially if you have a big responsibility on your shoulders. Roman quit drinking, went back to work, his usual life. The man owned a law firm and for many years dreamed that his son became his successor, but now this was not to be.

Sasha's wife survived the death of a young husband no easier. The girl is only nineteen, and she is already a widow with a baby in her arms. When Roman first saw Olya, he decided that his son was making a mistake. The girl is quite young (five years younger than Sasha), surely silly. Beauty, of course, was not to occupy her. Olya had plump pink lips like a pupa, her eyes were green and languid, her cheeks were rosy, with cute specks of freckles. Honey-colored wavy hair beauty let go to the waist. And her figurine is just space. Olga is slender. Her waist wasp, flowing smoothly into luxurious wide hips, the back of a large, but elastic, and her chest barely fit under the clothes. Roman was worried that his son had found his wife hastily, intoxicated only by the appearance of the temptress, but over time he changed his opinion. Olya was a modest girl, but not stupid in her years. The girl studied as a teacher, cooked well and was just made for family life.

Soon she became pregnant. Roman remembered what a strange feeling he had when he heard about it. On the one hand, he was happy and proud for his son, on the other - a little confused from the realization that in nine months he would receive grandfather status. After all, it seemed that only recently he himself became a dad. He is only forty-five. Of course, gray hair has already appeared in the hair, the belly has grown, wrinkles are under the eyes, but still it is still hoo! It always has been. In the Roman was two meters tall, broad shoulders, strong strong arms, manly chin. All this made him a real Apollo. The novel attracted the views of women on the street and at work. However, having lost his wife, he plunged into the work and raising his son. Relationships with women did not interest him. No, he, of course, had fleeting intrigues, but all this did not go far enough.

After giving birth, Olga recovered slightly, but this did not spoil her beauty, but only gave the girl more femininity. Her hips were rounded more than ever, her butt rang out wide, her breasts grew heavier. In general, not a woman, but a dream.

Roman hoped that after the wedding and the birth of a child, Sasha would settle down, stop risking his life, calm down, but this did not happen. And that's what all this led to in the end.

Olga was inconsolable, she constantly walked with red eyes and was drawn. Four weeks after Sasha's death, she suddenly came to Roman. He invited her into the house, hastily hid all the bottles from the table, brewed tea. Then the widow of his son and asked him to live with him.

“After Sasha is gone, the house is now so empty,” she said, brushing a tear from her cheek. - I'm scared and uncomfortable there. We did not even have time to get used to that apartment, we lived with you for a whole year. I do not feel too much embarrassment, Roman E.?

- Of course, no, Olga. Stay as long as you need.

He himself needed it. Olya and little Ulyanochka were the only close people he had left. Roman was ready to take care of them.

The girl felt better after moving to her father-in-law. Sasha has always been a support for her. His father is a good man and a reliable man. Next to him, the pain began to recede faster. Ole was calm with Roman Evgenievich, although sometimes, looking at him, she saw in her father-in-law the features of her husband. This slightly frightened her, and at the same time she was starting to pull her lower abdomen from something. The girl loved Sasha's father, called him "dad", but after the death of her husband, the man began to call her other feelings, because he had assumed the duties that lay on his son.

Roman felt it too. In every Olin gaze, in her breath, in the way she hugged him, pressing her big breast breast against him, something was read that he had not noticed before.

“You look so much alike with him,” she often said. - amazing. It is both frightening and soothing.

They quickly got used to living together. While Roman was working, Olya did housework, cleaned the house, cooked. From the side it seemed as if they were a married couple: an adult solid man and a young, full-bosomed girl with a young child.

From something and to Roman's granddaughter, only paternal feelings awakened. He loved to rock her in his arms, lisp with her. The father of the girl was his son, but now this role will have to take on Roman.

Unless, of course, Olya finds a man.

The thought about it from something hurt his soul. On the one hand, Roman would like the girl to be happy again, on the other - he could not imagine her in the arms of another. Unless he can entrust Olechka to some stranger? Sasha will not forgive him for that.

Roman tried his best to make Ole comfortable with him: he entertained the girl in her free time, helped her take care of the child, bought her expensive things and jewelry. At first, the son’s widow was embarrassed to accept his gifts, looked down in embarrassment, refused, but over time, the man’s assertiveness took over.

Sometimes he would catch himself staring at a young girl when she walks around the house in T-shirts and tight shorts, or goes out of the bathroom, wrapped in one towel. When Olya kissed him on the cheek or hugged him, Roman felt ashamed of his dignity. While feeding, Ulyanochka tempted him too. The man now and then squinted at Olya's chest. The child eagerly sucked the milk out of it, and at times Roman was terribly anxious to be in his place. He reproached himself for such thoughts, but he could not cope with instincts.

Olga has noticed his views more than once. The girl was embarrassed, but she did not hide from the eyes of Roman and did not try to talk about it, just smiled and, with lowered eyes, continued to feed her daughter with milk. From something she was pleased with the attention of an adult man.

The girl also thought that her child would need a father. She is still so young. Being a single mother is not so easy, and even without male affection you can go crazy. But the eyes of other men were for some reason disgusted with her. She eschewed strangers. When they came to meet her on the street, Olya pointedly turned away, as if she felt that she would betray Sasha if she gave one of them at least a chance. Only Roman Evgenievich did not cause negative feelings in her. He was the ideal of a man: tall, stately, serious, well-read and incredibly similar to Sasha.

Roman wanted her. Olya knew this, felt in every glance thrown at her, but understood him perfectly. She is a beautiful young girl. He is a lonely man caring for her. In addition, he had no women for many years. Olya could not blame Roman for the fact that he felt for her.However, over time, the girl realized that his attention was becoming more and more pleasant and more pleasant to herself.

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