“Tell me a fairy tale” is Marina Kistyaeva’s novel, a contemporary romance with a distinctly pronounced romantic erotic tone.
— Where’s Slavka?
— She left, — her mom answered, pouring him coffee.
— What do you mean? — the man frowned.
— Her boyfriend picked her up.
Danya straightened and stared at his mother intently. As if someone had just driven a stake into his spine. Not funny at all.
— What. Other. Boy.
His mother smiled with a hint of superiority.
— He’s courting her.
— Awesome. Mom, can you be more specific?
His mother blinked, not understanding.
Danya’s Adam’s apple bobbed.
— Where are you going?
— I’ll call her.
— A-ah… Okay. And listen, Dan, I just don’t get something… You’re not inviting Slavka to tonight’s party? You’re supposed to be celebrating your birthday with your friends.
— Exactly, mom, with friends. What’s she supposed to do among guys on her own?
There was no question of dragging Slavka to his birthday. All she had to do was show up — and every man’s eyes would immediately start sticking to her.
And that drove him out of his mind. Made him so angry his hands would clench into fists every time he caught someone looking at her.
Slavka grew up beautiful.
Damn… He’s got it.
They’ve got it…
UNSCENSORED PROFANITY IS PRESENT.
THERE ARE EXPLICIT EROTIC SCENES.
EPISODES INVOLVING ALCOHOL USE ARE INCLUDED.
SMOKING AND THE USE OF NICOTINE HARM YOUR HEALTH.