Chapter 1

Turning to the side, he caught the interested look of a cute doll, which immediately took a seductive pose. She spread her legs more comfortably, swayed on her heels and showed a sickly slit on her skirt.

He shrugged and turned away. The beast inside was silent, nothing twitched to meet him, and he didn’t want to waste his first exit to the city in three years on spontaneous pleasure, which would bring nothing but a banal physical relaxation.

“Hey, step aside,” the damn cyclist scalded his ears with a horn, jerked the steering wheel and almost crashed into my body. On instinct, he put his hand forward, but did not calculate the strength - the guy on two wheels flew off to the side and flew into the window. It rang, crackled, and in a second crumbled like glass. - Heck.

I stumbled back towards the road, but suddenly froze. Some incredible force seized the heart with a steel lasso and made it beat harder, even in the ears the blood pounded more distinctly, deafening. There was a sting in the chest. The wolf inside whimpered, twitched forward, outward, and the pain came in a wave, filling the eternal emptiness in the soul. I looked up and saw something that shocked me so much. She stood on the podium, frightened, clutching a white dress to herself, not daring to take a step forward or back, so as not to bump into the glass, the crazy girls around, she . Fragile, like a flower, frightened, like a small hare, sensing a predator.

Incredibly beautiful as always - a thin silk white dress fits high breasts, sloping hips, flows down long legs and coquettishly opens the edge of a scarlet hairpin. It is impossible to resist such a frank seduction.

She looked up to meet my dark gaze, and I saw that something flickered there. It flashed that I knew for sure, saw, felt, and this something exploded in me, tickled in my throat, tingled in my heart.

The grin distorted my face, and suddenly goosebumps ran down my spine, and inside everything began to vibrate, like a stretched string from a premonition of something sweet, surprising, inexplicably exciting. However, as always next to her.

“Well, hello, my devil, my insatiable angel,” he whispered with his lips alone.

She winced. She shook her head, realizing that I was talking to her.

- Have we met?

And then rage and anger shot through me, it throbbed with boiling water in my veins, pounded in my heart.

Unfamiliar, you mean?

Three years is not a long time to forget this!

With one continuous movement, he turned out to be nearby, spitting on everyone and everything, pulled her like a weak-willed doll, and saw her trembling with fear, like a small dog. This fear had an effect on my body, which was starving for her caresses, more than an aphrodisiac, and I immediately ran a hot palm over her breasts, squeezed the nipple through thin silk, delicate lace. He ran his tongue along her lower lip, tasting the strawberry sweetness, licking off the pleasure, and immediately felt her body begin to tremble with wild, unbridled, animal lust, a feeling that she always aroused in me.

“You must have confused me with someone else…” her innocent blue eyes opened wider.

Between us it is impossible to seep and the needle, with one hand he pressed to himself, so that she felt the tension of the member through the fabric of the trousers, and with the other he held his head for perfectly styled long blond hair.

“But…” she swallowed, looking in fear with her dilated pupils into mine.

I did not mix up anything and did not forget anything. I'll take mine. It is impossible to leave such desire unpunished.

He exhaled air through his teeth over her rapidly reddening ear and spoke in a whisper, not recognizing his human voice:

- Well, hello, wife.

Is there a future for us, those who have already ruined their lives? Can we understand each other?

Captive of the Beast

Alex

Her body throbbed with wild, animal tension and trembled, which echoed everywhere: inside me, around me.

After I reminded her of who she was, sparks of anger scattered between us, like from a fire that was splashed with gasoline.

My hands itched - I so wanted to wring her neck in order to finally put an end to this stupid plan and get rid of her, from thinking about her once and for all. And after that, do the most important thing - put a bullet in your forehead, release your brains, boiling from one presence nearby.

And finally find peace.

But instead I kissed her.

Not just kissing. I enjoyed.

Enjoyed the struggle between our bodies.

Tasting her scent.

Licking off pleasure and finding sweet salvation in her kisses, which she showered on me in return.

Her delicious frosty fresh fruit scent settled in my mind, seeping into my nostrils, water hissing in the flames inside of me, evaporating into my mind.

She opened her mouth wider, sucked my lip between her teeth and bit it.

Aggression swept through my body and crackled with a cell of something dark inside.

I wanted more.

I needed more pain. More rage. I wanted to rush into her, cursing her name. Purge myself of the hate that I was completely made up of until it dries up.

- I fucking hate you.

The poison of the words squirted from her throat as she stared back at me, her golden eyes sparkling with pure animal fury.

He licked his lips, lowering his gaze to her soft breasts, which were trembling with excited breath, and smiled.

Trapping her wrists with one hand, I slipped the other under my own hoodie.

Her eyelids grew heavy and her drunken eyes dropped to my lips.

- Tell me how much you hate me.

Alex

Three days before

I stand near the edge of the forest and look at a large dark house, which rises like a muddy bulk behind an iron fence. The wind howls in the branches of the trees, drives the last yellow leaves and makes its way under the skin. I hide my frozen hands in the pocket of my hoodie on my stomach and wait.

There is very little time left until X-hour - very soon HE will appear here. I know for sure: he cannot give up his habits, sometimes they are higher than him.

It gets dark early, but that's not a problem for me. I have waited long enough to get close to my enemy, and when that day comes, nothing will stop me from doing personal justice.

Mentally I estimate the time. It's been about ten. I think it will show up in a few minutes. Cloud loves this hour. When it is already dark enough that no one notices how wolves run from his huge house towards the forest, and early enough for decent citizens to bask in their beds, burying their noses in tablets and phones.

He likes to tickle his nerves. He likes to go unpunished after the perfect crime, but even more he likes blood.

He needs her to feed his inner demons, pay tribute to them and ask for mercy from the devils.

As am I now.

Suddenly there is a sharp sound that practically shoots through my tense, nervous body.

Clap.

Everything.