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I was lying on the bed, but he ordered me to rise and sit down on his knees in front of him.
I sat down.
He said that there could be two options for the outcome of today’s events.
First, he leaves, and I will not see him again.
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We decided to open the first bottle of wine.
The wine was good, but fortified, and it hit the brain only on the way, and I thought that I had to drink wine first and then catch up with beer, but again, it was already late, and I soon began to think about how do i turn my monstrous plans into reality.
We sat on the sofa.
Natasha sat a little away from me, and from time to time I could not help looking at her legs.
I was obsessed with them.
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There were some drops in the wine bottle; they broke their glasses.
Diana went to one of the corners, opened a cupboard standing there and, having rummaged in it, returned with a new, already open bottle and a pair of fresh wine glasses.
- Will you stay here or come with me? Blinking, Dmitri was able to discern yellow triangular pupils, the glitter of the poison on the thin bent teeth.
- Stay with you.
Diana walked ahead, paving the way through the back streets of a huge mansion.
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Dmitry leaned forward.
- What do you pour? – Here is a bottle of red wine.
- Diana leaned forward and pushed her glass.
The dress pulled even more and the patterned elastic banding became visible.