Arseniy

(Arton. You are Anton.)
P.s. I have nothing against Ira!!!

Do you know how to take revenge properly? Anton does! Or... did he screw up?

Anton Shastun is a twenty-two-year-old man. He works as a waiter in a cafe. He is quite impulsive, emotional, and empathetic.

Arseniy Popov is, in fact, the complete opposite of Shast. Always calm, reserved, reasonable, and cool-headed, he's the owner of an entire company, inherited from his parents.

Ira is Anton's ex. They broke up just six months ago, and she's already married and proudly goes by the name "Popova." What a bitch.
The girl noticed her rich boss while still in a relationship. She hung around him, fawning over him like a cat and making eyes at him. She got her way – they had sex. She cheated on Anton. And then she lied to Arseny about being pregnant. He had to marry her.

Of course, a little later the deception was revealed. But Ira tearfully begged him to forgive her. She had truly become attached to Popov, had fallen desperately in love with him. And her husband forgave her. But he didn't love her. A heartless marriage.

Anton was thirsty for revenge. And he decided to pay his ex back in kind. Let them cheat on her now.

Yes, yes. Shast linked his life with Arseny.
"By pure chance," I found myself near his office on a weekday, "unexpectedly" bumped into him, and, "Oh my God, what a shame!" I stained his jacket. He invited him to dinner as an apology.

The guys hit it off quickly. They liked each other. Chemistry was born. Everything spun and swirled, and now they're a shameless pair—lovers. It's been a little over a month.

It's Friday night. Arseniy had a fight with his wife. He went to a bar. Had a drink. And instead of going home, he showed up at Anton's. Or rather, that's just his plan. He knocks on the door, waiting for his beloved Antoshka to open it. He's missed him so much...