LOGINNazar Yartsev:
Anya’s story threw me into shock and real rage. Now everything fell into place. I understood her behavior toward me, the kids, the bet, and everything that had been happening between us all this time. She carries guilt that Denis, that goat, dumped entirely on her, after daring to reproach a young girl for being infertile. I have no intention of leaving things as they are. I have plenty of interesting connections, and this Vernadsky will be dealt with. There’s no way a businessman like him is completely clean before the law. Especially considering his attraction to underage girls. Anya sees the situation from her side, but I can say with confidence: there’s an unhealthy pull toward children there. Sixteen years old! Fuck, she was only sixteen, and he went after her! He wasn’t some teenage boy like Anya herself, someone she could try adult life with. Back then, he was already an established, conscious man! Which means this Denis may have some very ugly skeletons in his closet. At least, I’m not ruling that out. Despite the heaviness of what Ann had to go through and confess to me, I was glad this conversation finally happened. My beloved let herself go, and most importantly, she won’t push me and our feelings away now. And I have no doubt she has them. Just not all at once. I don’t want to pressure her, because plenty came out today already. I was happy that my girl didn’t just decide to meet me halfway, but also agreed to create our big, loving family with me. I’ll break myself if I have to, but I’ll make it happen. They’re all already mine! All of them! After Ann opened up to me, her behavior changed noticeably. She became softer, nuzzling into me like a trusting kitten, and no longer hissing at me for no reason like I’m some mangy dog. And it drives me completely insane. After spilling out all her emotions and bitter truth, my kitty fell asleep in my arms. I look at her and can’t help smiling. I quickly kiss the top of her head and leave the bedroom. I promised her I’d find out about the kids, so that’s exactly what I plan to do, heading into the office. “Misha, hey,” I call one very trusted and reliable man. Mikhail works for Kirill as his security guy and, at the same time, best friend. As a former special services employee, he has good connections and reach almost anywhere. “I need help with a few things.” “Hey, Nazar,” the big guy laughs without malice. “Kirill mentioned you were getting yourself tangled in something again.” “I need information on a few people…” I hear some noise on the other end. “Nazar,” now I hear Kirill’s worried voice. “What have you gotten into again?” “And hello to you too, brother. Why immediately ‘gotten into’? For your information, I’m finally settling down for good, but I need help.” “Come to my place tomorrow… with everyone,” my twin sighs, making me smile. The idea of going to my brother’s didn’t exactly thrill Anya. And it would’ve been one thing if she’d simply complained, but I also got smacked with a pillow for taking her to that house under the excuse that it was mine. The kids, meanwhile, were up for any chaos. “So you want to take the children in?!” Vicky couldn’t believe what she was hearing when we settled in their kitchen. The little ones were enthusiastically abusing the PlayStation, giving us a chance to talk. “And you, Ann, you’re okay with that? Last time, you said, mildly speaking, that you weren’t interested in serious relationships.” “I had my reasons,” my beloved sighs, and I take her hand, which doesn’t escape anyone’s attention. “I love these children very much, and I’d be glad to take guardianship of them together with Nazar.” “But first we need to find out whether their mother can officially be deprived of parental rights,” I continue. “We haven’t told the kids anything yet. We want to know first whether guardianship is possible. Their mother is not right in the head…” “Alright, Nazar,” Mikhail steps in. “I’ll do what I can. I need their details, and I’ll find the info.” “Thank you,” I exhale with relief. I know Misha won’t let me down. “And now to current matters,” Kirill looks at me. “The day after tomorrow father and I have a charity evening with partners. You still haven’t answered whether you’re coming.” Honestly, with everything happening and my new father role, I’d completely forgotten about that event. Usually I go alone and pick up polished little females there, but this time… “Yes, Ann and I will definitely be there,” I say, and two beautiful brown eyes stare at me expressively. “Maybe ask Ann?” my beloved raises a brow in accusation. “Consider it a surprise,” I smile at the girl. “You know, when it comes to giving surprises, you still need a lot of work,” my panther fires back. After that, we talked about all sorts of things, and Anya finally found common ground with Vicky. While the girls were chatting enthusiastically, I whispered to Mikhail to dig up information and dirt on Vernadsky too. That little bastard needs to be squeezed hard. But for now, I don’t want Ann knowing about it.Five More Years Later:“Get your little asshole ass over here!” Masha yelled at her brother, who skillfully dodged her between the trees. “Your ass hasn’t had a proper beating from me in way too damn long! Looks like they spoiled the hell out of you here without me!”Laughing at full volume and shrieking on ultrasonic frequencies, the boy quickly found protection in the form of his older brother Lukas and hid behind his legs.“Masha, stop bullying Dima,” the guy picked up the dark-haired little boy into his arms.“Who the hell is bullying him?!” the blonde threw her hands up indignantly. “He can run anyone into the ground till their ass sweats through their pants all by himself...”“Maaasha,” Anya looked at the girl reproachfully while laying snacks out on the table in the middle of the green garden, while I flipped meat on the grill. “We beat everything, but your mouth? Absolutely hopeless!”“Why would I beat it?” our beauty snorted. “I still need it...”“Yeah, to kiss Vovka with!” L
Our special day.All the guests are already seated, and I’m standing at the altar waiting for my beloved.I never thought it was possible to love someone this much. To the point where that person becomes your air, your entire meaning in life.Only after meeting Anya did I truly understand what Kirill feels for Vicky, what Makar feels for Dasha... what my father felt for Mom, and for Valentina too.It’s something unreal.Then the music starts. Everyone falls silent and holds their breath when my bride appears.The sight of Anya twists my whole soul with feelings for her. Adrenaline, dopamine, and whatever-the-fuck-else floods my body because I feel like I’m about to burst from the inside. Happiness presses against my eyes and tears start forming on their own.God, she’s beautiful.The best. Bright, kind... and at the same time she holds me by the balls so skillfully in her strong little hands that there’s no escaping anymore.Not that I want to.Everything about her is perfect for me.
Nazar Yartsev:A gloomy day in a gloomy place. A light drizzle began to fall, painting the gravestones in darker shades. The wet earth stuck unpleasantly to our shoes, but the little boy didn’t care. He stood there staring at the smiling photo of someone dear to him, sincerely grieving the loss.“Lukas, let’s go already,” Masha said softly, taking the boy by the shoulder with understanding. “It’s about to pour. Mom’s in a better place now. She’s not suffering anymore there. And there’s no booze there either,” the blonde added quietly and sadly, running into my reproachful glare.Natalya died six months after we took guardianship of her children. I hired a caretaker to help the woman, to look after that disaster of a mother. But the problem remained the same. Natalya herself didn’t want help, and during the hours when the caretaker wasn’t there, she kept drinking thanks to her “kind” neighbor. Her mind never cleared, not even once, during all that time. Then one day, the caretaker simp
“No. She’s fine,” the woman reassures us quickly. “I need to talk to you both. Come back up to the ward. They’ll let you through.”Within minutes, we’re already outside Masha’s room, and we’re invited inside.Only the little girl and Elena are there. The woman watches me carefully as I walk over to Masha, take her hand, and ask worriedly how she’s feeling.“Masha, you and I already talked, and you spoke very positively about Nazar and Ann. I think they finally want to ask you something,” the woman says with a slight smile, giving us an encouraging look, and we realize the moment has come.“Masha, please tell us,” Nazar says to the confused little girl, and it’s obvious he’s nervous as hell. I take his hand because I’m shaking like a leaf myself. This is so much more nerve-racking than it seemed in my head. “We know you already have guardians, but… would you want us to become your official guardians instead? Me and Anya.”Masha stares at us wide-eyed like she can’t believe what she jus
Anya Shumilskaya:“What are you doing here, Dad?” Nazar asks Mr. Yartsev, who’s leaning against his son’s car, watching us closely with his arms crossed.“I thought we were family and helped each other in hard times,” his father scoffs, looking at us with cold steel-gray eyes. “I know everything.”“Well of course you do. Somebody already ran their mouth,” my boyfriend sighs heavily and leans against the car too, caging me between his arms.“Nazar, now isn’t the time to argue,” the man replies calmly to his son’s irritation. “Tell me how the girl is and what the doctors are saying.”Grinding his teeth, Nazar reluctantly gives in and tells his father everything that’s been happening. About the kids and Masha’s condition, and about their half-assed guardians. Oleg listens carefully without interrupting once, only staring thoughtfully at his son.“And you seriously want to take two homeless kids into your care?” Apparently, that’s the only thing that truly unsettled the elder Yartsev out
Ann didn't even get to finish when the ward door burst open and some screaming woman came charging in with a man."Oh, Mashenka! Our dear girl, we found you!" the lunatic shrieked at the top of her lungs.Masha woke up, confused, staring around."We were so worried! We searched everywhere for you!"Well, there it was.The greedy bitch had finally shown up."What's going on? Aunt Vita?" Masha looked fearfully at her aunt and the man. "Where's Luka?" she asked Anya in panic.My beloved calmed her, quietly whispering that he was somewhere safe, with us."My dear girl! Why did you run away from home like that? See where it got you?"The woman tried to approach the bed, but I stepped in front of her, blocking the way and glaring at the actress."Then why didn't you come immediately after being told your precious relative was in the hospital?" I growled at the mangy goat.Her companion immediately opened his mouth."And what makes you so damn smart? There wasn't any transportation running!"
I’ve never been a snob, and I love girls in revealing outfits, especially strippers on my lap, but suddenly it started bothering me and making me angry. Stop fucking staring! Mine! After all, I saw her first!“Hi,” I greet the brunette and her son. “It’s really sunny today. And at this hour you ca
“Aaaah!!! Uncle Nazar, that hurts!” Soli squealed while I, armed with YouTube, combs, and hair ties, was trying to build a beautiful braided plait on her head.And why is that? Right! To make an even stronger impression on a certain brunette and get her to like me faster! I know women love all thos
“I don’t mind,” Ann smiles coquettishly, shooting me playful glances. “Just not too early. I’ll be coming off my shift.”“What about around one? I know it’s the hottest part of the day, but I have incredibly dense giant umbrellas!” I persuade the brunette, and she laughs.“Like the ones at the summ
I pull the girl closer to me, hugging her and breathing in the pleasant scent of her hair. Something tropical and exotic, just like she is. Ann hugs me back and buries her little nose into my chest, and it feels so damn nice. Turns out just hugging a girl has its own charms.“Ann,” I lift her chin







