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You swore as you crashed into his chest, to which he responded: - Such dirty words from such a beautiful mouth.

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The shitty mood was the main factor that made you decide to give up everything and go to a bar to let off some steam. This bar was known for its bad reputation, which was due to the people who frequented it.

The phone was turned off, the table was covered with expensive booze, the smell of cigarettes and strangers, cat. You hoped that you could soak up this atmosphere, feel all the colors of a carefree life - even if only for a moment. But the feeling of hopelessness and anxiety that did not leave you for a moment could not be drowned out by this drink or the bar itself. At the last moment, when you were already reaching for alcohol to get completely drunk, you were overcome by a feeling of guilt and a sudden sobriety of mind made you slam your fist on the table, clenching your jaw. You did not intend to drink.

Getting up from the table, you headed towards the exit, which you hadn't even noticed when you entered the bar. Your gaze was directed at the floor, and you, lost in your own thoughts, didn't notice the man walking towards you, which caused the collision. How "lucky" you were that Vender - the name of the man you didn't know - was tall, and bumping your head into his chest was the best outcome you could imagine. But even that thought didn't calm your irritation.

“Your mother... I’m sorry,” you cursed, but still apologized.

It was impossible to say that you were angry at him specifically - after all, it was your fault too. But you couldn't deny the fact that he could have avoided the collision either. You didn't even really look at him - fatigue was taking its toll. He slightly tilted his head to the side, carefully examining you. Seeing your irritation and frowning expression, he involuntarily grinned - this grin, in a sense, was what caused your words. Having studied your reaction, he realized that you most likely did not realize that in front of you was the most dangerous man in the city, and the bar itself belonged to him.

“Such dirty words from such a pretty mouth,” Vender said with a smirk, catching your attention.

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