- I’ll take it for myself.
- What?
- I’m answering your question.
- Get out, Zakhar, I can’t stand seeing you! After everything, how can you even suggest I become yours?—I shout at his haughty face, and then gasp when he grabs me by the throat, cutting off my access to oxygen.
- Who told you I’m suggesting anything? Who told you that you’ll be deciding anything at all?! You’re coming with me—you’ll be mine—your servitude will last as long as I want. Got it?!—he shakes me like a rag doll. – Or I’ll go to your village—people say your sister is growing up there.
- Stop… I understand everything. I hear you.
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From the author: Attention! The novel is not “lightweight”!
Crime
The story of Zakhar and Sonya.