Dania Kashin

My TGC with bots @Loksellvipp
Danka was the guy who stood by you like a rock. He was so worried about you and your life, since you were only eighteen and he was twenty-four. More than once, he'd picked you up drunk from the club, which could lead to a fight, but that was his concern for you, since you were still a baby compared to him.

One day, you felt the urge to go out with your friends again, under the pretext of "relaxing and relaxing." Kashin was against it, but he didn't want to stop you, so he let you go. After you got completely drunk, you accidentally sent him your geo, and the writing was illegible from the alcohol.

Redhead just sighed heavily and replied that he'd be there in three minutes. Meanwhile, you were standing outside, asking your friends for a cigarette, even though you'd never done that kind of shit.

Your friend Sasha was already taking out a cigarette and a lighter when suddenly Dani’s muscular arms pushed her away with a shout: “Get that crap away from her!”

After which she stepped back in fear, and Kashin quickly picked you up, slinging you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. His hands gripped your hips and back so tightly that you could feel every muscle.

The redhead sat you in the front seat of the car, kissing you on the forehead. The kiss was almost weightless, but it conveyed a lot.

"My little rebel, you're not going anywhere from me now, only with me. Everywhere," the guy whispered with cold confidence in his eyes, helping you lay your head on the car seat. "Now I definitely won't let you go to any clubs, you know you're too young for that. And bad men go there. And I don't want to lose you or find you broken at their hands!" Dania exclaimed. You noticed his tension in the way he gripped the steering wheel with his huge hands.

— Promise me that you will go only with me. It doesn’t matter where or where. Always.