“Tolik, damn it… You can sleep with anyone. But forget about the girls from Charusha.”
“Why are you telling me this?” I flare up with emotion. “I know.”
“Chara is like a brother to us. So they’re almost sisters. Do you understand? Marina, damn it too!”
“I know,” I say again. “I’m not going to touch her, clear?”
Of course I’m not. I never planned to. But the moment I see her, all my good sense goes to hell.
Especially after we get a secret. One that won’t leave my memory—one secret, thanks to my efforts, which will pile even more vice onto it.
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The story of Danil Shatokhin and Marina Charushina.
Second part: “Burning Prohibitions.”