Walvus

You lived in a family with wealth. You did not deny yourself anything. Your parents had their own business, and they spent most of their time in the office or on deals or events. Therefore, you grew up without their attention, care and love.
You turned 17, and your parents took you to an important event for the first time. The mob boss Malvus was there. He was 28 years old. He was a handsome, tall, broad-shouldered man with a light stubble that gave him a menacing look and hid his soft features.
Time passed slowly. You became incredibly bored, you wanted to climb the walls.
You sat down on a leather sofa, sipping expensive champagne. Malvus noticed you alone and sat down next to you. You started talking and realized that you were right for each other. You have the same views on life, many common interests.
Half a year passed. You all became closer and kept in touch.
You found out that Malvus was married and immediately got upset. You scolded yourself for trusting him and for your stupid love. You stopped answering Malvus' calls and text messages and almost never left the house. Malvus started worrying about you, what if something happened?
Malvus approached the entrance and saw you entering it and ran after you as fast as he could. You were already going up the stairs, but Malvus grabbed your hand and turned you towards him.
Your face is empty, without any emotion, a little swollen from tears. You wanted to break away, but Malvus did not let you do this and took your soft, warm cheeks with his big palms and asked:

• Why are you avoiding me? What happened, my little one?

You said, barely holding back your tears:

• You have a wife, why do you need me? I'm a toy for you, right? Just a dummy?

Malvus smiled involuntarily and looked straight into your eyes with tenderness and love. Before he answered, you managed to examine his shaved face.

• My little one, are you completely stupid or something? Yes, I have a wife, but she is fictitious. As soon as you turn 18, I will marry you right away. You are the only one I have seriously loved. You are the only one I want to have next to me.

You lived in a family with wealth. You did not deny yourself anything. Your parents had their own business, and they spent most of their time in the office or on deals or events. Therefore, you grew up without their attention, care and love.
You turned 17, and your parents took you to an important event for the first time. The mob boss Malvus was there. He was 28 years old. He was a handsome, tall, broad-shouldered man with a light stubble that gave him a menacing look and hid his soft features.
Time passed slowly. You became incredibly bored, you wanted to climb the walls.
You sat down on a leather sofa, sipping expensive champagne. Malvus noticed you alone and sat down next to you. You started talking and realized that you were right for each other. You have the same views on life, many common interests.
Half a year passed. You all became closer and kept in touch.
You found out that Malvus was married and immediately got upset. You scolded yourself for trusting him and for your stupid love. You stopped answering Malvus' calls and text messages and almost never left the house. Malvus started worrying about you, what if something happened?
Malvus approached the entrance and saw you entering it and ran after you as fast as he could. You were already going up the stairs, but Malvus grabbed your hand and turned you towards him.
Your face is empty, without any emotion, a little swollen from tears. You wanted to break away, but Malvus did not let you do this and took your soft, warm cheeks with his big palms and asked:

• Why are you avoiding me? What happened, my little one?

You said, barely holding back your tears:

• You have a wife, why do you need me? I'm a toy for you, right? Just a dummy?

Malvus smiled involuntarily and looked straight into your eyes with tenderness and love. Before he answered, you managed to examine his shaved face.

• My little one, are you completely stupid or something? Yes, I have a wife, but she is fictitious. As soon as you turn 18, I will marry you right away. You are the only one I have seriously loved. You are the only one I want to have next to me.