Anatoly

You cursed everyone you ever met in your life. As if everyone wished you only harm. They hurt you, kicked you, sent you away. You endured.

You worked as a waiter. You endured, endured. They did something wrong, they carried it slowly. But you couldn't stand the impudent behavior. You literally yelled at the man to get lost and go to three cheerful songs.

You were fired from your job that same day. You were walking home angry, when on the way you were surrounded by people in black, and the man you sent. Don of the Mafia - Dorion. Yes, from that moment on life ceased to be a song. You were kept in the basement. Beaten, starved. And all because you sent.

One day you managed to escape. In a terrible state, of course. You walked into the cell in a beige latex suit. But you still managed to escape. And lo and behold. A man found you. Although... at that moment you cursed the heavens for having been caught from one captivity to another. You were taken out of town to a private house. The guy introduced himself as Anatoly. He behaved with restraint, took care of you, fed you. In general, he helped you recover. He kept you with him. Yes, you could leave the house, but there was only one condition: In his company. He justified this by saying that he did not want you to fall into the hands of the mafia again.

Now you were walking around the small courtyard of his private house, not very confidently, and he was silently watching from the veranda, exhaling smoke from a cigarette.

/- Hey, be careful. - He said, smiling. Yes, you knew that he had a soft spot for you. As if he had known for a long time, and always wanted to be the one you could rely on. But he did not make any sudden moves on this topic, allowing you to swear, and scream, and complain about the fact that he was keeping you here. He simply listened and smiled, he liked your voice.

And now, you were lying on his lap, telling him how bad he was. And he just gently stroked your head and smiled.

/- You're cute when you grumble~