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LAWS OF THE WOLF 35
The two days following the visit of the foreigner passed like a nightmare.I hardly left my room, stupidly watching through the window the movements of half-breeds in painted helmets, prowling under every pebble, in every flower bed every hour something that only they knew.Astakhov was either with them, or supervised the updating of video cameras and alarms, or received boxes, as I thought, with weapons.One got the impression that the house was preparing for war, and I could not get rid of the thought that I was partly to blame for this - the weak point of the owner of the city.Damn, at least put a slipper on it, there will be no sense!After two more days, I was ready to climb the wall. Firstly, due to the fact that my plans to hit the road to Diana and Yegor were covered with a copper basin. Boris asked me not to leave the house and, as an additional guard, assigned me his best shooter, who cheerfully followed me on my heels, managing at the same time to control his scumbags and
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The late evening flowed velvety through the half-open hatch of the off-road vehicle, which easily glided through the night city.When I opened the case, I expected to see anything but a scarlet strapless dress. Even when I saw sandals of the same color, it didn’t cross my mind that Boris’s gift could be so frank.The purest scarlet blood was covered with silk in the likeness of a second skin, while not restricting movement at all, it was hellishly combined with diamonds playing with fire.On the one hand, I found Boris's liberated whim as a sign that I was worried about Diana for nothing and that the problems with Koppel were settled. On the other hand... On the other hand, I felt naked and I had an unpleasant stomachache at the thought that I was going to some kind of feast during the plague.At the same time, I felt excited. My life, hardly mine with all the big words and statements, was once again taking a sharp turn regardless of my desires, and I was impatient for where it would
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- So you are already winding fishing rods? I chuckled, not noticing the heat coming from him. - Do you think that the game is not worth the candle? You're a corrupt dog, Astakhov, so wipe away a stingy, masculine tear and don't worry about anything: the war won't affect you,' I added, arching an eyebrow. “My husband will pay you well to guard my chest away from the flooded streets, and we will both survive your ignorance of courtesy.- Do you feel it? - Astakhov missed my causticity and put his hand to the place under my chest where the bullet he fired entered me. - Bullet, I mean. Do you feel it in you?"Sometimes," I replied, confused by the sudden change in subject and tone.- And now? The wolfhound looked into my eyes.He was tall and even in heels I was shorter than him."Now I feel your hand where it shouldn't be," I replied.Goosebumps ran up from the place where his hand touched, and as if trying to catch up with them and bring them back, his hand persistently touched his ches
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I turned around to face him and wrapped my arms around his neck.Ah, that bittersweet ultimatum! So classic. So banal. So masculine.He or I. Me or him.There is no third.I just didn’t understand one thing: if Grisha was going to kill Boris, how did he imagine that I could make a choice in favor of the dead man? Or did he think I might have warned Boris?And then what? Saying that he loves, put a bullet in my heart? Or, taking an example from the same Boris, will he simply captivate me in his loft?Grisha was waiting for an answer, but the persistent ringing of the phone answered for me and we both knew perfectly well who was calling.- In touch, - answered Grisha.Naked and shaggy, he lazily held his pipe over his shoulder as he lit a cigarette.- Glad to hear.He looked at me, narrowing one eye. The wolf on his chest was covered in smoke.- I am really tired. - I extended my hand, but Grisha remained in place, listening indifferently to Boris' next question. - She is sleeping. Unde
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In the cemetery, under low-growing trees, the colors of summer bloomed, decorating the graves of our loved ones who had left us.I laid flowers on the graves of my mother, brother, and that unfortunate woman who had a bad card to die under my name, and kneeling down, I collected the fallen leaves brought by the wind with my hand.When I came here, it seemed to me that I had something to say to them, but now ... Now I found it stupid and pointless. They were dead and could no longer hear me, as well as answer my requests for forgiveness.- Where now? Alyosha asked, twirling the car keys in his hands.Everything was over and we were in this accursed city, standing on the threshold of the division of power, nothing kept us. Except, maybe...“Forgive me, Alyosha,” I said with pain, looking into his eyes.My faithful and only friend smiled warmly and I realized that he knew everything. Maybe not from the beginning, but he knew. He knew everything and still stayed with me.- Oh really! Alyo
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In the distance, the sea roared, barely having time to cool those resting on the beach, overheated by the midday sun.Mostly, of course, they were people who instinctively preferred the day. The time of the wolves was always at night, and it was still far from it.The trolley in the supermarket has accumulated imperceptibly. Many times I promised myself not to gain too much, but on Thursdays a lot of fresh products were imported, including dairy products that were practically in short supply due to the complexity of storage, which were worth their weight in gold for me.- You, as always! - the old cashier smiled good-naturedly, punching through my purchases. - And again without an assistant!I forced a smile in response, suppressing the urge to clutch at my chest, to which milk began to vigorously pour. The only "again" and "as always" were appropriate in that I did not calculate the time, and the mind-blowing process again and as always, and even again found me in the supermarket.We
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Somewhere in the darkness of the yard, where the bullet flew, there was a sound of falling, but I was not at all interested in it.I imagined our meeting many times, but never until that moment had I realized how scary it would actually be. Terribly exciting.Just his smell made me dizzy, and my eyes were captivated, and I felt like a stupid girl in a dress with peas, who was breathlessly waiting for his touch.A rough hand with unusual tenderness lay on my cheek, and it instantly flared with heat. The smell of cigarettes, silver, and a fresh gunshot tickled his nose more, leaving a smell of gunpowder on his skin.This bouquet was intoxicating, and the body seemed weightless more and more confidently, while the heat from his palm spread all over my skin, and there was nothing stronger than the desire to snuggle up to him until I heard a baby cry - the most heartbreaking sound for a mother.It was as if I was overwhelmed. I took off and rushed into the house, seized by only one crazy t
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Through my sleep, I thought I heard the sound of a shovel. I wanted to get up and check if the gang of scumbags had really thought of nothing else but to bury the corpse right in the yard, but I changed my mind and put my hand deeper under the pillow.After all, what was the difference? Even though they said that lightning never strikes the same place twice, it was still dangerous to stay in the cottage, so what did I care about the corpse buried in his backyard?"I didn't even look at him," I thought through my sleep.Although, I think I already guessed who ... who he was: that wolf from the supermarket.Too bad I only thought of this now. Life taught me, taught me, but I was stupid anyway.The interest of men in female forms was as old as the world, but in my past I should have guessed a hundred times that the young wolf was interested not only in my buffers, because he perfectly saw that I was alone, loaded with packages, with money, in a car, but It didn't even occur to me at the
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LAWS OF THE WOLF Epilogue
Casino "Queen of Spades" was one of the first in the city, which worked legally, and was rightfully considered its pearl.It was located in an old building in the center and, along with the gaming halls, included hotel rooms on the upper floors and a restaurant on the ground floor, at the entrance to which my father, the then owner of the city, was shot.Boris once invested a lot of money in updating the casino, while retaining the charm of that era and leaving even the name, probably thus perpetuating the moment of his coming to power.It is strange that Boris was from a rich and influential family, but he strove for power so much, and Grisha, who was probably found in cabbage with a clip instead of a rattle, did not strive for power even when it was brought to him on a silver platter.It was a bit of a revelation to me that Rosa visited the casino, but on the other hand it was her own business, thanks to which I had a powerful lead. However, Grisha probably also thought about someth
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Summer twilight was gathering over the residence, and cigarette smoke ghostly spread in the scattered patches of light from the lanterns. In the vault, I found some documents, among which was my passport with the name Angelova.It was a strange logic to hide the documents along with the weapons, but I didn't find fault when I looked at the DNA test results sheet. Of course, there were no names on it, but it was not necessary to guess for a long time who the samples belonged to.Why did Boris drive his brother away? I thought the blood mattered to him. Or was the rejection of the brother due to the fact that he was a half-breed? To Boris, half-breeds were trash. Only I, my beloved wife, was an exception, and, probably, Grisha. And that was only because he was a very useful servant.I wonder if Boris's parents were still alive? Or did he also kill them, like my father, so that they would not get in the way while he was building his empire?How is my queen doing? - Grisha quietly slipped
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The sun had long since turned away from the windows and balcony of my room, and I blinked sleepily, not orienting myself in time.There was a taste of rotten eggs in my mouth, and I was very thirsty. I reached out to a bottle of water that had come from somewhere on the bedside table and, sitting up, took a few sips.I felt rested, but my head was porridge. The pillowcase on the pillow was dirty with make-up that I hadn't washed off before going to bed, and the only clothes I had on were panties. This discovery was the turning point for my sleepy memory, and I tightened my grip on the bottle, preparing to throw it at whoever opened the door, but it was only Martha.- Good morning! How did you sleep? she asked cautiously, looking warily at the bottle in my hand.- Where is this monster? I squeezed out.- Grigory Georgievich washes a motorcycle, - Marta immediately answered, holding back a smile.There were too many rough words on my tongue, and I, taking pity on the girl's ears, kept s
LAWS OF THE WOLF 51
In my life I have seen quite a few horrors: I saw how my brother was shot in cold blood; I saw how the doctor's throat was torn open with claws; I saw severed heads rolling on the floor with grimaces of pain, but what lay in the box could not be compared with them.- It's a doll! Astakhov reassured me. - Just a doll, Kira!I clung to him, shuddering from crying. A doll... A little boy's doll was lying in the ground, judging by the smell taken from the cemetery, and from that it smelled of death.When Astakhov was pulling me away, I caught the box and it fell to the floor. The earth crumbled, and the doll began to cry so loudly that I could not hold back the second painful scream.What kind of sick bastard did you have to be to do that?- What have become, bl * d! - lifting me in his arms, Astakhov shouted to his scumbags. - Bring the courier back! Fast!He carried me to my room and sat me on the bed. I was trembling. I still smelled the nauseating smell of the earth. A child's cry rum
LAWS OF THE WOLF 50
I stood under a hot shower for a long time, washing away the smell of the wolf and the feeling that I had been dumped in the mud.I really considered the option with sex seriously. The old, proven method could (and would have turned out!) to be very effective with such a self-confident character as Mikhail, but apparently my inner chameleon went on vacation or hibernated, and I did not feel the slightest physical response to the caress of an attractive man.His every kiss, every touch disgusted me, and even the name of his son could not start the desired mode in me. I once considered myself a fallen woman, and I was for the most part, but, apparently, in my short redemption, I managed to rise a little, and at the last moment I backed up, using a trump card that, in fact, I wanted to save .Hearing about my father and that I was ready to meet him, the young lawyer quickly realized that he underestimated me and removed his ugly little hands, but even under water it still seemed to me th
LAWS OF THE WOLF 49
Rosa served me lunch in the dining room, honoring a vase of strawberries with the most honorable place on the table. I placed my laptop out of sight and jabbed blindly at my plate with my fork, trying to focus on the news that was all about starting a recycling plant and opening jobs. Somewhere I even came across an interview with the deputy mayor, but I did not read through it. Everything was clear there anyway: it was worth taking something important from people, and from wolves, and half-breeds too, and then returning it, and they, consider, were in your pocket, overflowing with gratitude.It warmed me strangely that I now had power in my hands, and that with its help I had done a good deed by providing jobs, but I also could not help but notice that with such a gesture I exposed myself even more. Gratitude is gratitude, but even the simple inhabitants of the city's slums couldn't help but wonder who was now at the helm, not to mention the mayor and all his many hangers-on."What i
LAWS OF THE WOLF 48
Astakhov left, leaving behind acrid smoke and a taste of bitterness in his mouth. Night fell imperceptibly, and the rain fell, ruthlessly filling the dimly lit room with the thoughts I had promised her when I returned here. And all of them, of course, were about Nikita.At some point, they became unbearable, like the smell of cigarettes left by the wolfhound, and I opened the balcony wide open, turned off the light in the hope of falling asleep, but it only got worse: the dream did not go at all, and every rustle from the street seemed to revive not only my thoughts about my son, but memories of those days that I spent at the residence with Boris, and indeed memories of my whole life.I saw faces, heard voices, smelled and touched, heard shots and moans, sweaty palms, and in them I alternately felt the weight of a gun.Closer to dawn, this torture began to come to an end, but there was another on the way, and the brighter it became, the more clearly I saw Boris. He stood by my bed and
LAWS OF THE WOLF 47
To say that Rosa's words left me with an unpleasant aftertaste was an understatement. It was one thing to admit that I had made a mistake by returning to the city, and quite another to hear confirmation of this. I would have bitten my elbow, but it was already too late to bite even two.I had no reason not to believe her, but on the other hand, I just wanted to shout out "What the hell?!"As children, my brother and I often heard in our slums fairy tales about the great Valery Stanislavsky, which mother tearfully fed, telling in the evenings about how gentle father was, and how he would love us, and how he would take care of us, and other shit , unfamiliar with loneliness, fear and longing.Now, many years later, I was sitting in his house, but already in the chair of a wolf who organized his murder and took the place of the owner of the city, who ordered me to be beaten, raped and killed, and then fucked me in the same house, sang praises, gave jewelry , who made me his wife, and who
LAWS OF THE WOLF 46
I closed the door behind him and, returning to the table, drank the bourbon in one gulp.It was difficult to put aside thoughts about my son, but I managed to focus on a conversation with a lawyer. Whether he realized that I was cut off from Boris's affairs or not was unimportant, as well as what he thought of me. Maybe it was even better that he took me for a fool, because something serious was usually not expected from fools.The main thing now was that he confirmed one of my worst guesses: six months ago, someone made sure that my signature miraculously appeared in the inheritance documents, and this same someone left some orders on my behalf to keep the business afloat.Question: who and for what purpose?Was it the one who sent a guest to my house? Maybe it was made to smoke me out? Forced to return to the city?It is unlikely that this was Boris's brother. If he looked at least a little like him, my signature would not be anywhere, but he clearly claimed something, since he inte
