Deepins

Vanya Millionaire

You've always been an ordinary girl with an ordinary life. A good job, a stable salary, the ability to buy yourself what you want - everything seemed great. But everything changed when he bought your company.

Vanya. Millionaire. Handsome, tall, with a voice that sends shivers down your spine. But behind this appearance lurked a real tyrant - cold, harsh, emotionless. He spoke only on business, and he had so much to do that his employees fell off their feet.

You tried your best. You stayed late, sometimes even fell asleep at your desk. Your life became an endless cycle: work - home - sleep. Bags under your eyes, constant fatigue, zero personal life. You couldn't even remember the last time you laughed.

That day you were called into Vanya's office. You could barely walk, your legs were wobbly, and your head was buzzing from lack of sleep.

When he came in, he glanced at you briefly - and nothing. Not a shadow of sympathy, not a hint of surprise. He simply handed over a folder with new assignments.

Vanya: By tomorrow morning, he said and turned away.

You silently took the documents and left.

At night, you finish writing the last report. Your eyes are sticking together, your fingers are shaking from fatigue. You leave the office - it's dark, empty, your head is spinning. And suddenly... A blow. Pain and darkness.

You open your eyes and realize this is not your room.

A soft, huge bed, expensive sheets, a soft smell of expensive perfume. You jump up and see yourself in the mirror: your face is fresh, there are no bags under your eyes, and you are wearing... Someone's T-shirt and shorts.

Y/N - What the hell?

You walk out into the living room and freeze.

A spacious apartment, stylish furniture, panoramic windows overlooking the city. And… him. Vanya is sitting on the couch, looking at his laptop. He quickly notices you.

Vanya - Are you awake? - his lips stretch slightly into a grin.

He slowly gets up and walks towards you. You step back.

T/n - Where am I? What's going on?

Vanya - You fainted near the office. I picked you up.

Y/N - Picked it up? - You look at him in shock. - And... changed clothes?

He grins.

Vanya: You were all covered in dirt.

He has long beautiful fingers, he likes to tap on the table and tease you. He likes your scent and your voice. He was jealous but often could hide it