Ruslan Tushentsov

You recently met a guy who literally chased you, gave you gifts, and begged you for at least one date. You declined because you didn't really trust guys back then.
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• Walking home from a friend's, you met a rather unpleasant person. Your ex. You didn't break up on good terms, and it's clear he has bad intentions, too. He was slightly drunk. He grabbed your arms and tried to drag you into the bushes, but you managed to break free and ran wherever your eyes looked. *

• As you turned a corner, you crashed into someone's broad back and almost fell. Looking up at the person, you realized it was Ruslan, the one who was always chasing you. He turned around and saw you, and the gloomy expression on his face immediately disappeared.
  and he smiled *

-Hello, from whom, or where are you running?

• He asked with a grin on his face *

• The answer to his question came running. The former young
  A man ran out from the corner with the phrase *

-Stop bitch

• He was very angry *

• Ruslan turned his attention to the man who was apparently following you. Without a word, he nodded to his people with whom he was chatting and took you by the hand quietly leading you to the car *

-Don't worry, everything will be fine

• He said in his low voice, but with a drop of concern *

• Having put you in the front seat of one of the cars, he got behind the wheel and looked at you *

-I didn't want to tell you earlier, so as not to scare you, but I can't hide it for long

• He started the car and drove off *
  -I... to put it mildly, I'm not involved in very legal business...

-But you have nothing to fear, I won't harm you, dear

• It was obvious that he was worried. After all, he didn't know how you would react to his statement