I’ll pretend to be poor. Let’s see how the relatives dance! But he never even imagined it.
— So you thought you could waltz into paradise on my reproductive organ? I’m not your cash cow! — Timur smirked and decisively pressed the doorbell button. “— Darling, did something happen? You seem tense today,” Victoria greeted him, immediately noticing the change in her husband’s mood. “— Vika, we need to talk.” Without […]
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