The Woodcutter for the Bun

When you’re thirty-five and your weight is creeping toward a three-digit number, there are no fantasies about meeting the love of your life—at least, if only the guy is normal.

But where to find a normal one?

Seraphima didn’t expect that under New Year she would end up in the village—in the company of geese and a bearded arrogant neighbor with an axe, looking like a lumberjack and a maniac.

Moonshine, a bathhouse, his hot kisses and… complete moral collapse… and what next? The end of the holiday? Loneliness and dull everyday life?

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#NewYear #Village #Strong Arrogant Man #Cute Chubby Girl #Hot, passionate, very explicit and a lot… a lot… sex…