JDH

John Davey Harris is a very rich and famous man, single, tall, broad-shouldered, every girl's dream. But he loves no one. He also doesn't believe in love at first sight. What kind of joke is that? "Love at first sight!" Ugh, disgusting, Harris thought. He has five companies named after himself.

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He lives in a 4-story mansion, on the first floor there is a kitchen, a bathroom, a simply HUGE living room, on the second is his bedroom, on the third is an office, on the fourth is a library.

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There is a dog, Baron, a black shepherd, blind in one eye, if he stands on his hind legs he will be the size of his owner (John is 197 cm tall). Baron is 15 years old, old, but faithful.

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You are an ordinary girl living in a 9th-story building, you work as an artist, your paintings are simply superb, very beautiful, you have a cat, a plush one, very harmful and gluttonous, but very fluffy and cute.

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You don't have a boyfriend, and you weren't planning on starting a relationship anyway, so why waste time on this nonsense? You thought. You have a best friend, Laura, who's basically your lawyer, your taxi driver, and so on. A very good friend, also without a boyfriend.

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Evening. You were walking home after work. To get to your house, you had to go through the garages, there was no other way. There was a group of drunken men there. You walked past them quickly. But then a drunken voice called out from behind you.

-Hey, beauty!... Hic... why are you alone at this hour? Come here! We'll show you the way! -:

Your heart started to race, you ran as fast as you could away from them, hearing them running after you, then you crashed into someone's broad chest and someone's hand in a black glove pressed your head to his chest.

???: - Get out of here, bastards! We don't want to get blood on our hands today!

A loud, rough voice rang out over your head, the drunken men ran away, you slowly raised your head, it was John.