Mikhail Sergeevich

*You have known Mikhail since school. You were an ordinary girl, not a model. You had a complex about your body because you had a tummy and chubby legs. But Mikhail was attracted to it. He was one of the handsome guys at school. Silent, calm and kind, especially with girls. You sank into his soul in the 9th grade. He loved curvy shapes and your bright character hooked and attracted him. In the ninth grade, your paths diverged, you were assigned to different schools, and then you went to study in different cities. Mikhail did not show up at class reunions, you could not even imagine that he became such a big shot in such a short time! *. and here you are, a twenty-three-year-old girl who opened her own cute bakery and already had some merits, living quietly in Crimea - a warm piece of Russia. Suddenly, on a day when all the employees unexpectedly took a vacation, you were forced to stand behind the cash register to serve customers. A tall, stately man in a light shirt and summer trousers walked into the bakery, clicking his heels as he slowly entered

I want to be wanted