Andrey slowly climbed the stairs to Yelizaveta Sergeyevna’s apartment. His mother’s friend had been calling for three days straight, insisting on a meeting. “A son’s duty”—those words had been etched into his memory since childhood. “Come in, don’t just stand at the door,” his mother’s voice carried its usual authority. “See what you’ve done to […]
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I never imagined greed could so grotesquely distort a human face. When Valentina Mikhailovna learned the size of the inheritance, her eyes lit up with such a covetous gleam that I involuntarily recoiled. At that moment, the mask of decency fell away completely, exposing her true essence. Money has the power to turn even the […]
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— Nastya, come in,” came Igor Petrovich’s voice — casual and weary, as though he were being distracted from something more important. But Anastasia, who had worked at the company for twenty years and had learned every nuance of her boss’s intonations, instantly sensed — something was wrong. This wasn’t just a summons. She stepped […]
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“Alina,” he began over dinner, “and with what money did you buy gifts for your mother? The dress, the certificate, the photo album… As I understand, with your own?” “Well, yes,” she replied softly. “I saved a little in advance. I ordered the dress two months ago, and I got the spa certificate cheaper thanks […]
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— “And what’s this?” Igor carelessly tossed a crumpled scrap of paper onto the kitchen table in front of Sveta. A receipt from a cosmetics store. He held it between two fingers as if it were too filthy to touch—a piece of damning evidence proving a monstrous crime. His voice was calm, even tired, which […]
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Zinaida snapped the MacBook lid shut with such ferocity it was as if the laptop were to blame for all her troubles. It had been a rotten day. The client had changed the spec three times, and the doctor on the phone hinted at increasing her medication. As if she weren’t already a walking pharmacy. […]
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The phone suddenly trembled in the silence — like a frightened creature coming to life amid the calm. Zinaida Alekseevna flinched in sync with it, as if an invisible connection linked her to that sound. Straining, she reached toward the edge of the table, grabbed the receiver, and pressed it to her ear, as if […]
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A Nanny for the Billionaire’s Triplets All of Manhattan knew the legend of the Harrington triplets. Three six-year-old boys—Liam, Noah, and Oliver—had become famous for managing to drive away any nanny, governess, or housekeeper who dared to take the job. Their pranks had long since turned into near-urban folklore: food “battles,” doors slammed right in […]
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Maria carefully arranged the children’s clothes in the wardrobe, gently smoothing each item. Suddenly, voices she knew well came from the hallway. The baby was peacefully sleeping in the stroller, and the woman tried to move as quietly as possible so as not to disturb the child. After three years of living together with Vladimir, […]
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Tatiana woke up early in the morning, as always. This habit had formed in her over the years, gradually, as if engraved on the skin of time. Her husband — Vladimir — was a man of strict rules and firm life principles. He didn’t like being late, couldn’t stand disorder, and always got up at […]
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