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But she didn't go home right away. And why should she do it in such and such a state, she will only disturb all her household. No, she will go where she can calm down and improve her mood. And Alina went to the center, stroll through the shops and think about everything she heard, go to the pastry shop and eat the most delicious dessert. She had a wonderful couple of hours calming down and thinking about the whole situation. And already in a different state went home.But at home she was met by a small scandal, and her mother and Dasha were his spectators. It turns out that Vladimir Styazhkov, and he asked to be called by name, given their current relationship, had already come to talk to them, as Alina had asked and, while waiting for her, decided to talk with her daughter.And now Alina, and the rest of her family, listened to the conversation in raised tones, coming from the second floor. The main party was led by Katerina, sometimes just screaming indignantly, obviously not findin

Katerina left the next day. Vladimir was somewhat gloomy when he arrived for his daughter, to Alina's question about his tired appearance, he answered that everything was going well, just a lot of work due to some circumstances in the Council and unrest among the clans of the capital. He did not specify the details, and Alina, frankly, it was not so important.Dasha saw off her new girlfriend, and was seriously upset, because it was impossible to write or call her. Alina suggested that she unwind and invite Olga Saburova for the upcoming weekend.“Exactly,” she replied, “it’s already possible. I'll just show her my new project. Would mom mind? What are your plans, will you be at home?Dasha remembered that Alina was busy collecting things for the trip and asked, embarrassed:- Are you going to meet Nikita? He, probably, will want to bring Olga to us? What should I tell her?- Don't say anything, I'll call Nikita myself.She understood her words in her own way, Alina didn’t know how, a

The letter was short, but it hit the head of the clan in the stomach like a fist. After all, he had already begun to forget about the long-standing tragedy in the family, realizing that the search over the years had yielded nothing, which means that they would not give anything. And then one short letter, and he had hope. Nathan sat in silence for a while, then gathered a small council in the person of his uncle, their clan lawyer, Leroy Falua, and Ulva, his personal assistant.Handing over the letter to Ulva, he added in pursuit:“You’ll still quickly read it, pass it on to Leroy later. He will sit over it for a long time, - and leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes, once again, remembering the lines in his mind, drowning premature hope.Ulf carefully scanned the letter with his eyes and handed it to Mr. Falua, while he himself stared thoughtfully at the wall. He began to ask his lord, but only he hissed, pointing his head at their clan lawyer. Ulva nodded in agreement.When fin

Then she scolded herself for a long time, but the letter for Nikita had already been given to Mark, and even taken away with the rest of the mail to the mainland, since a couple of days after his arrival, he was going to the port of Naples, and Laura so by the way asked her about the letter.Alina convinced herself that Nikita was far from the capital, and was definitely not interested in giving any information about her to outsiders. She really needs support right now! And she decided to take a chance. And she simply won’t say anything to Vladimir, he himself promised to call or send the news once a month.The first week was devoted to settling in the house, establishing acquaintances with the locals, Laura immediately invited her to her place, but they were in no hurry to invite her to Villa Tiberium. And who will invite, because she met the cook and the housekeeper at Laura, since she talked with them and invited everyone to drink tea with her. It was there that Alina learned the u

Señor Maggi sat on an armchair opposite Alina and calmly examined her. The thoughts that wandered through his head were unknown to her, but his gaze, as if trying to drill a hole in her, was somewhat unnerving. It cost her a lot of work to sit quietly on the couch without fidgeting, although she felt extremely uncomfortable. Silently examining her all, he clearly made his own conclusions about her and decided to start a conversation, frankly asking:Your smell bothers me. Frankly speaking, I do not know who to consider you, so let's leave small talk for another situation, and now let's talk frankly, do you agree?He spoke Italian, Alina understood almost everything, hoping that her knowledge would be enough for answers, so she continued in the native language for the owner of this land:Yes, I am ready to answer your questions. What do you want to ask me?Señor Maggi leaned back in his chair, raising his chin, and asked thoughtfully:The smell, it immediately confused me. You do not s