The Criminal Diaries

      The past week turned out to be quiet enough. No bad events happened. All this time, everyone did their business and spent time coming to themselves after what happened some time ago. However, even in this case, nobody even thinks about relaxing fully because they clearly remember that this type of calm usually happens before the storm that may be fatal. But at the same time, the friends try not to think about their problem and expect something bad from anyone or anywhere.       Edward and Natalia went to visit Terrence and Raquelle at home some time ago. They are all now having the pleasure of spending time in the back of the house. Since it’s a hot and sunny day outside, the girls are now wearing the sexiest bikinis from the closet, and the men are walking proudly in swimming shorts.       “All these problems kinda made us forget about the preparation for the wedding,” Natalia notices as she is lying on the chaise lounge under the hot sun.       “Indeed, we did,” Raquelle laughs shyly, sitting on the edge of the pool and shaking her legs in the water. “Though the wedding day is getting closer and closer.”       “Why would we be worried?” Edward wonders with a blissful smile, folding his hands on the edge of the pool and leaning on them with his chin to stem the tide. “Our suits are in work, the list of guests is discussed, the banquet has been ordered, and we’ve decided on the cake.”       “And we’ve chosen the rings,” Terrence adds, sitting on the chaise lounge with a cold drink that he drinks through a straw. “Well… Maybe we should just solve the document issues, fill in some applications… And agree on the on-site ceremony organization.”       “Yeah, I’ve got a feeling we’ve gotta do one million things,” Raquelle confesses. “Because nothing’s done, we ain’t ready at all.”       “Don’t worry, beauties, we have everything under control.” Terrence twists his arm back, leans on it with his weight, and drinks some drink. “Everything’s gonna be okay.”       “I must confess that I’m surprised we haven’t killed each other as we prepare for it,” Edward notices funnily. “Everything is pretty good and smooth.”       “I am surprised, too!” Natalia pronounces shyly. “I thought you and I would fight so that plates, cups, cans, and hair fly from side to side.”       “It’s amazing that we actually agreed to get married on the same day,” Raquelle says confidently.       “Oh, yay, I’m still shocked. Though I thought our boys would love to be the only heroes at their wedding. Instead of sharing happiness with their disgusting and annoying brother.”       “And you, girls!” Terrence exclaims. “Do you know you’re literally gonna fight with each other for the title of the queen of the day?”       “Even if we outstand someone, it’s gonna be you, boys,” Raquelle smiles innocently.       “Why us, sis?” Edward surprises as he rounds his eyes.       “Because, my sweetheart, all the guests are gonna be admired by our beauty.”       “Yeah, guests always talk about a bride,” Natalia notices shyly. “At least, I rarely heard someone talking about a groom’s beauty much more.”       “It’s okay, everything’s gonna change on my wedding day,” Terrence says with his head proudly raised and fixes slightly his little wet hair. “When I show up on the path to the altar, everyone’s gonna be overwhelmed by my awesomeness. They will have to notice me ‘cause I’m gonna shine.”       “Aha, like a Christmas tree,” Edward laughs loudly. “That everyone can see from afar.”       “Shut up, little rat!”       “You probably wanted to say nobody would be able to resist my eternal beauty.”       Edward fixes his wet hair with his fingers.       “If the ceremony took place in the room, it would be freaking hot after my very first appearance. Not the weather would be the one to blame, but the best and sexiest guy in the world.”       “Oh, yay, I do see the water is boiling in the pool at the sight of your pretty face,” Terrence shows quotation marks with his fingers with a sly smile.       “The water is excellent!”       “After pumping much air into his lungs, Edward gets underwater, swims aside, gets up, and starts swimming on his back with a feeling that the sun is warming his naked torso.       “Whoa… I love swimming… I’d be happy to spend a whole day in the water.”       “Okay, little mermaid, warm your belly under the sun while you have a chance,” Terrence laughs.       “Old man, visit an ophthalmologist and ask them to prescribe you glasses since you began to see worse before you turn thirty. And then look at me closely again.”       “I’d see your big cheeks and ten folds on your belly even if I have -20.0 vision.”       “Just like we’d do, my sweetheart,” Natalia snaps with a sweet smile.       “Don’t try so hard, guys!” Raquelle waves her hand. “You’re too far from us anyway.”       “Exactly, boys, don’t be so nervous. Relax, breathe in fully. Of course, you’re gonna be handsome, but you won't overshadow us.”       “I don’t choose what’s bad!” Edward exclaims. “As a true lover of aesthetics about everything and everyone, I paid attention to the most beautiful girl.”       “No doubt that my children are gonna have the best genes,” Terrence says confidently. “It can’t be otherwise with such beautiful parents.”       “M-m-m, yeah, Natalia, no matter how many years are gone, the MacClifes are gonna argue about who is the best forever,” Raquelle sighs with a slight smile.       “C’mon, cutie, we’re all used to this!” Natalia exclaims, takes the glass standing on the table near her, and drinks a little bit through a straw. “So used that a day seems senseless if Terrence doesn’t pronounce himself Apollo, and Edward doesn’t hit him on the head with a sledgehammer and claim his rights to the throne of the king of beauty and sexuality.”       “I love kicking my bro’s ass not less than singing, playing guitar, and spending time with my beloved fiancée,” Edward smiles slyly.       “And not less than looking for trouble,” Terrence meddles. “While normal people aim to live a quiet and peaceful life, you can’t stay in the same place.”       “Shut up, please.”       Edward gets underwater again and swims some distance before he gets up and leans on the edge of the pool with his back, putting his arms on it.       “It’s amazing how these two can change!” Raquelle exclaims. “They tell each other tons of compliments now, beat the faces of those who dare to hurt them, or they don’t mind falling to the floor and fighting hand in hand.”       “Oh, I am shocked, too!” Natalia agrees.       “You don’t understand, girls!” Edward pronounces cheerfully and wipes his face with his hands. “If you had brothers or sisters, you’d understand the feeling when you may adore the one who irritates you to death.”       “And understand what it’s like to regret asking your parents to give you a brother or sister but be grateful to them for the birth of the little devil,” Terrence adds. “Without whom your life would be fucking boring.”       “Okay, okay, don’t fight to the hell before the wedding,” Raquelle raises her hands. “Otherwise, you may start arguing and not stop until you’re tired.”       “Don’t worry, honey, the kid and I can agree. We can talk about everything, tell our opinion, and do what I say in the end.”       “Mistake, bro, do what I say,” Edward smiles sweetly.       “Oh, that’s so good everything is almost ready,” Natalia exhales with relief. “There are only a few little things to do.”       “Yeah, but if everything happens without a hitch, the wedding is literally gonna be the event of the year that everyone will be discussing and recalling for a long time,” Raquelle replies with her head proudly raised.       “At least, a big part of the people that we invited have already confirmed they will come,” Terrence shrugs. “They have time to solve their work issues and put their business aside or solve them in advance.”       “But again, there’s no guarantee,” Edward notices. “We can’t exclude that someone may refuse at the last moment. Moreover, some people still don’t know if they can come yet.”       “C’mon, we’re gonna have a big crowd anyway!” Raquelle exclaims. “All of our family members, all friends, all familiars, many people, with whom we worked or work.”       “The most important thing is that our families don’t refuse to come,” Natalia adds. “I personally want them to be near at such an exciting moment.”       “And our bridesmaids don’t refuse due to some personal business,” Raquelle adds.       “And if we don’t see the groomsmen at the wedding, we will kick their ass!” Terrence exclaims.       “Well, there is some kind of anxiety in this case…” Natalia replies thoughtfully.       “Yeah, what do we do if the situation with Peter isn’t solved by the wedding day?” Edward asks. “What if everything is so terrible at that moment that we don’t wanna celebrate anything?”       “I dunno, guys…” Terrence shakes his head.       “If only we didn’t have to cancel everything,” Raquelle expresses anxiety. “Moreover, Helene is not safe, either. Something may happen to her at any moment.”       “And I don’t like this kind of silence that’s lasted for one week,” Natalia confesses. “It’s strange that nothing has happened since Pete met that Marcus and ran away from him magically.”       “At least, the blond didn’t say something else happened to him,” Terrence shrugs.       “Of course, Helene keeps getting calls and messages with threats,” Raquelle notices. “And they don’t stop turning Peter against Marshall. But it’s never stopped, though.”       “I think our works do impact him,” Edward assumes confidently. “Yes, Pete still doubts, but he’s lately been much softer to Helene. And he’s not so sure that she can betray him.”       “If it’s so, I’m really happy,” Natalia smiles shyly. “It means our effort is worth it.”       “Moreover, he knows we’ve already been instead of him,” Terrence notices. “It means we can share our experience with him.”       “He’s lucky there are those who can wash his brain this time,” Raquelle says confidently. “Who can make him open his eyes and ask himself if it’s all the truth. Moreover, those deadbeats haven’t given any proof of her fault over all this time.”       “Thanks to our effort, they’re still together. In the opposite case, their relationship would’ve come to an end. And they would’ve fought every time they met: Rose would’ve attacked Marshall with charges, and she would’ve cried bitterly and tried to prove her innocence with no success.”       “Not only thanks to this,” Natalia replies. “Daniel said Peter was soft because of the memories of the day when Luther – or what his name is – tried to drown Helene.”       “Do you think if not for that case, he wouldn't get cool even with our help?” Edward frowns slightly.       “His beloved girlfriend almost died, Edward! If Sammy hadn’t brought his ass to that place by force, Helene would’ve been dead. No matter what, he loves her anyway and doesn’t wish her death.”       “Agree, it obviously became a strong trigger,” Raquelle says thoughtfully.       “And Marcus must understand that if he doesn’t give Peter proof of Helene’s fault, nobody will believe him anymore,” Terrence notices. “And Rose is gonna stop paying attention to all these messages.”       “Yeah, that man and his ass-lickers definitely lack some brain,” Edward sneers snidely. “If you wanna blame someone, slander them, and make them fight with someone, get ready at least.”       “Of course, it’s gonna work for some time, but you’re gonna have questions later,” Raquelle adds. “Gonna realize that someone may have you wrapped around their finger.”       “Most likely, Pete is starting to understand it,” Natalia assumes. “Or Daniel read him a lecture during their fight, so it didn’t leave him indifferent and made him wake up.”       “Anyway, the situation’s under control now,” Terrence replies confidently and drinks a little bit from his glass.       “Would we be able to handle it if Marcus’s charges are on the new level?” Raquelle expresses anxiety. “What if he wants, for example, to send Peter some dirty photos? Or something like this?”       “That old man is bluffing, I don’t see anything unclear here!” Edward exclaims. “He doesn’t know anyone, nobody told him any secrets of Helene, she didn’t betray him at all! It’s just an attempt to play on Rose’s nerves and make him feel lonely and left.”       “Nevertheless, we all know Helene is by far not holy,” Terrence notices carefully. “Yes, now we know her as a sweet, cool, and loyal girl. But Marshall wasn’t the one in her past.”       “If Marcus is gonna have Peter shocked by what we already know, he’s an idiot.”       “How does he know we know she participated in the bullying of Natalia and Raquelle?”       “And who’s Helene’s mysterious familiar that could allegedly tell us all the truth about her?”       “The question is whether they exist at all?”       “What if they know something the girls and I don’t even know?” Natalia asks. “What if Helene is really hiding something from us?”       “What could be much worse?” Raquelle throws her hands up. “Maybe, only a murder or a robbery!”       “Helene doesn’t look like a killer. And she is not a type of robber.”       “I think so. Her grandfather and grandmother educated her harshly and didn’t close their eyes to her tricks toward us.”       “But it actually never worked. She started to understand something after you and I started to study at home. After Ashley went really insane.”       “Hey, imagine if Marcus knows Ashley or someone from her family!” Edward makes an assumption. “What if she is a mysterious familiar of Helene?”       “Did that girl kinda decide to use the chance to take revenge on Marshall for betraying her?” Terrence frowns slightly.       “I wouldn’t even be surprised if she came up with some insolent lie about her. And Marcus may know it about well but make it look like her words are the clean truth.”       “What if it’s the truth?” Raquelle asks with anxiety. “If Ashley forgot nothing and decided to take revenge? Even if she’s now in a different city!”       “But why is it Helene?” Natalia throws her hands up. “I guess you and I are supposed to be victims!”       “Yeah, but Helene went against her when the guys from school decided to teach her. Only her henchwomen were by the side of that girl and followed her all the time.”       “Well, she would’ve had to take revenge on all of them.”       “Who knows, maybe she will do this to everyone early or late,” Terrence assumes. “Maybe, Ashley has already taken revenge on someone, and now it’s Marshall’s time. She went to New York for one reason or another and began to take revenge.”       “But actually, knowing how vengeful and unforgiving she was, everything is possible,” Natalia says thoughtfully. “Remembering how that girl wanted to burn my hair after I befriended Raquelle. Or how she told someone to steal my clothes during our PE lessons, and then I found them in a trash can, torn into little pieces. And I had to spend the rest of the day at school in a sports suit.”       “Anyway, whatever Marcus tells us about Helene, we shouldn’t believe it,” Edward replies confidently. “And he does it all to make Peter turn his back on her.”       “Ah, it would be so cool to get some information about Marcus himself,” Natalia sighs with sadness in her eyes. “Understand what he is made of.”       “Not the best one, darling,” Terrence says confidently. “Trust me.”       “By the way, about Marcus!” Raquelle clicks her fingers as she looks at everyone. “I was recently sitting and reflecting on the situation. And I came up with some thoughts.”       “Which?” Edward frowns slightly.       “Doesn’t any of you think the name of Marcus Longbottom may be familiar to you? Couldn’t you hear it before?”       “Familiar?” Natalia rounds her eyes and sits up sharply after she puts her glass on the table. “Why do you think we may know him?”       “I dunno, friend. But I can’t get rid of the feeling that I’ve heard this name before.”       “And where could you hear it?” Terrence wonders. “Does he kinda have to do with the girl from your school?”       “No, not her… That’s for sure…”       “Honestly, I’ve got the same feeling,” Edward confesses. “This name seems too familiar…”       “C’mon, you could probably know the man named Marcus!” Natalia exclaims. “There are many people with this name in the world! It’s not rare.”       “No, I’ve never had familiars with this name. But I agree with Raquelle: Marcus Longbottom’s name has kinda been pronounced before.”       “Sorry, guys, but I can’t remember anything like this,” Terrence raises his hands in front of himself.       “I’m not sure, but I think I can’t remember any mentions of this name, too,” Natalia shakes her head.       “Marcus…” Edward pronounces thoughtfully. “Marcus Longbottom… Where could I hear this name? Where? I am absolutely sure that I know it!”       “Wait, I think I know it!” Raquelle realizes. “I know where I heard it!”       “Where?”       “Do you remember people talking about the case of a serial killer who took the lives of many people? If I’m not mistaken, his name was also Marcus.”       “Right!” Edward clicks his fingers. “That’s him! That’s how I heard his name!”       “I remember something…” Natalia pronounces thoughtfully. “I think it all started at the end of the 80s. And the murders happened for several years.”       “We were kids back then,” Raquelle notices. “The age of seven or eight.”       “Hm, yeah, I heard about something…” Terrence recalls, stroking his chin. “The case was super loud. Everyone around talked about it.”       “And as far as I remember, multiple crimes could’ve happened per day,” Natalia adds. “Channels barely had time to release extra news issues.”       “I remember Grandpa Frederick banned me from watching them,” Raquelle confesses. “Every time I turned on the TV and watched the reportage about another crime, he took the remote control, changed the channel, and told me to watch some animated movies. It was like I was too little to know about these things.”       “I was told the same things,” Natalia smiles shyly. “But I didn’t care about it at all. Though everyone talked about it so much that I knew everything about the bloodthirsty criminal against my will.”       “And I was interested and watched reports about that man secretly and listened to everything they said.”       “But to be honest, some crimes were really creepy,” Edward notices and swallows nervously. “I remember I was overwhelmed when they released the reportage about the bag with the corpse of a young guy who was murdered and dismembered, which was found outside the city.”       “And how many girls were found naked and raped!”       “Someone’s tongue was actually cut!” Terrence exclaims. “And arm… And finger… Or the body was apart from the head…”       “Moreover, crimes didn’t only happen in New York but also in other cities near it,” Raquelle adds. “For example, several people were murdered in Kingston, too.”       “They say the police tried to figure out a connection between the murdered people, but they only found out that they all had different ages,” Edward recalls. “Children, teens, adults, old people.”       “Yes, yes, that’s why my parents banned me so hard from going somewhere alone,” Natalia says. “Dad or Mom went with me to school and clubs and met me. I never walked outside alone when murders happened.”       “Grandpa walked with me everywhere, too,” Raquelle confesses. “And yeah, on the day he told me about my parents’ death, a little girl was murdered. And since she was seven, just like I was, Grandpa thought I was dead. As you know, I ran away from home and walked outside until the police found me and drove me home, even though I didn’t want to come back. Though I had to listen to a lecture about how dangerous it was to be outside.”       “And my father suddenly got tender feelings when I came back home as if nothing happened on one of the days and heard from him that a guy at the age as mine was killed and looked similar to me, according to the description,” Edward replies. “One of the rarest moments when I seriously believed I meant just something to him.”       “My mother watched me closely, too,” Terrence smiles shyly. “But not always ‘cause she worked a lot. But she was madly worried ‘cause I was alone. And when there were too many crimes committed per day, she asked our neighbors for help. They watched me until she came back.”       “By the way, I just recalled that several people from the school where I studied were killed. But the murder I remember much more is the one that happened to the girl at the age as mine. Because the criminal mocked her too cruelly. Rape, beating, fractured bones…”       “Gosh, it’s awful…” Raquelle winces slightly.       “I studied in a high school. I went there one day, and the guys talked about the situation of that girl. As it turned out, she disappeared last night and didn’t come back home. My school found it out thanks to the call of her parents, who started to panic in the late evening and called out all their familiars.”       “As I understand, everyone got along with her?” Natalia assumes.       “Very well. The girl was really cool: kind, nice, had no conflict with anyone, helped everyone… She was a little afraid to come to everyone, but she was happy to talk when someone showed initiative.”       “Didn’t anyone watch the girl?” Raquelle surprises. “Everyone knew what was happening! One man had literally the entire country horrified!”       “The girl was someone’s view. But as it turned out later, she fought with her parents because they didn’t let her spend the night with her friend. No, not because she was bad. Because her parents were too busy and couldn’t drive her. And they refused to let the girl go all alone.”       “And next, she ran away from home, met the criminal, and was murdered?” Terrence continues.       “It happened. But at first, nobody knew she had been killed. Though everyone suspected it. The girl disappeared and threw her cell phone that she’d recently gotten out in anger. It was revealed when the phone was found. I remember the police arrived at our school and questioned all the students. Nobody could say anything, but some boys volunteered to join the search at their own discretion. But sadly, they were not allowed to due to their age.”       “It’s clear she was really loved since everyone was so worried,” Natalia notices with sadness in her eyes,       “It didn’t stop us, though. The guys and I met after school, divided into groups, and started to check every place in the city.”       “You, too?”       “Yup, I decided to join, too.”       “And Father let you go?” Terrence surprises.       “Oh, he didn’t even notice I was searching for someone! But if I’d run into him, Isabella and he would’ve made me be Jeremy and William’s nanny. And these two were like a fifth paw of a dog to me. So, searching for my schoolmate was a wonderful way to get away from working as a free nanny.”       “And you did it?” Raquelle asks.       “We didn’t. We searched everything we could, but no tracks were detected. Even a hint. But later, one witness showed up and said they saw a similar girl being pushed into the car by force with no number. She was pushed in by the unknown man. They said he was wearing a clone suit and tried to lull her with his jokes.”       “And the girl was found in the end?”       “Yup, she was. Search service checked the entire city: ground, underwater, on mountains… Everywhere! And one week or two later, they said that they found the corpse of the young girl who was the one, judging by all the sighs. The criminal buried it in the woods, where it was too hard to go. I don’t know how he ended up there, but after digging the hole, the rescuers found a bag with a corpse. No clothes, with bruises, with serious traumas, and broken limbs.”       “Were you told all these details?” Natalia opens her eyes widely.       “No, we were told by the guy, whose father worked in the police and participated in the investigation of the girl’s disappearance. He told him everything, and we heard it all. While the adults told us nothing but the fact that our schoolmate had died. They refused to tell us all the details, no matter how hard the guys begged them.”       “My gosh, you’re telling all of this, and I have goosebumps on my skin,” Raquelle confesses and shakes slightly. “Ugh!”       “Anyway, literally the entire school went to her funeral,” Edward recalls thoughtfully. “Everyone loved her. Everyone was upset over her death. Some active guys even organized a fundraiser to help her family. Everyone gave as much as they could. In the end, they got enough money that was given to the late girl’s father and mother.”       “Oh, why would they need money?” Raquelle sighs heavily. “The child was dead. They couldn’t get it back.”       “Her family wasn’t the only one that had the same situation,” Terrence notices. “That sick bastard killed many people. He is supposed to get a great sentence. It wouldn’t be enough, even a few generations to serve it.”       “He was supposed to be executed due to the large number of murdered innocent people,” Natalia recalls. “The number of victims grew exponentially, just like during a pandemic of a virus.”       “Honestly, I was sure that hell would never end,” Raquelle confesses. “Every day, I was afraid to go outside more and more.”       “Nobody felt safe at that time,” Terrence says thoughtfully. “Girls, boys, children, adults – anyone could’ve been the next victim.”       “And crimes happened at any time,” Edward adds. “It shouldn't have been a night. You could do for your business quietly somewhere at three or four o’clock, get a hit on the head with a bat, and wake up in the woods.”       “And the most amazing thing is that the criminal hasn’t been caught,” Natalia adds. “Not even once. Even if he killed people right before their eyes. Everyone just ran on different sides ‘cause they didn’t wanna become his new victim.”       “How bloodthirsty and heartless the man was supposed to be to commit so many times and have no regret about it?” Raquelle wonders. “It would be clear if he’d had some offences. I dunno… If he’d been mad at girls after one rejected him. Or someone else. I could understand that a criminal wanted to take revenge for some offenses. But what’s wrong in this case? What was his motive?”       “Most likely, it’s not a motive, it’s a serious mental issue,” Terrence assumes. “Someone like him should’ve gotten forced therapy in a mental hospital.”       “But what happened if crimes stopped happening several years later?” Edward throws his hands up. “Why were there fewer and fewer crimes? The criminal hasn’t been caught!”       “Yeah, it’s too strange…” Natalia frowns slightly. “I didn’t think he would show up again and start to kill everyone on one fateful day.”       “If I’m not mistaken, the criminal was supposed to be somewhere close to thirty,” Raquelle recalls. “It means he’s supposed to be closer to sixty now.”       “Just like Marcus…” Terrence notices thoughtfully. “Pete said he’s now fifty-seven.”       “What does Marcus have to do with it?” Natalia frowns slightly. “Are the one who wanna kill Peter, and the one who committed all these crimes, the same person?”       “His name was Marcus Longbottom, too,” Edward recalls. “Since he hasn’t been caught yet, that bastard is hiding somewhere and probably pretending to be innocent.”       “So, if we assume that Marcus is the criminal, who horrified the entire country, it means that he really came back to his old way?” Raquelle opens her eyes widely. “And the first victim of him after such a long time is supposed to be Peter.”       “But now he doesn’t kill by himself, he asks the sons of his friends about it. And they dance attendance upon him like horses.”       “Does it mean Marcus doesn’t care who to kill and torture?” Natalia concludes. “When he deals with Pete, he will find a new victim and mock them, too?”       “No, he definitely has some claims for Peter,” Terrence assumes thoughtfully. “But we don’t know about it yet. Marcus is chasing him for the reason.”       “Damn, what if these two Marcuses are different people?” Edward expresses doubt. “What if we’re wrong?”       “I wouldn’t say so,” Raquelle protests. “The description lets us know they’re really similar. Peter said he had blond hair and dark eyes. And as far as I remember, a witness to one of his crimes showed up at some moment. The girl, who managed to run away, while her friend was being killed. She helped the police to make a sketch of the criminal and gave them a detailed description.”       “Yeah, if I’m not mistaken, the criminal was really a blond,” Natalia frowns slightly. “But there were doubts about his eye color. That girl said they were brown, but a certain boy, who managed to run away, too, stated they were yellow. Dark yellow.”       “I wonder if there’s a photo of him on the Internet?” Terrence asks.       “There must be,” Edward pronounces confidently. “Besides, there’s a chance that we can find out much more information about this case.”       “Listen, let’s really check out the Internet and search for the information about all the crimes committed by Marcus Longbottom?” Raquelle suggests. “It’s been so much time that I can’t personally remember everything. Except for something that left a bright print in my memory.”       “I’ll go to the room and take my phone,” Terrence says confidently, gets up from the chaise lounge, and puts on simple black slippers lying near. “Maybe we’ll really find out something.”       Terrence goes quickly to the door that leads to the living room, fixing his wet hair slightly on the way, while Natalia, Raquelle, and Edward just watch him.       “What if that’s really Marcus?” Natalia asks with anxiety. “What if that man is much more dangerous than we think?”       “I don’t understand how the police could let that dangerous criminal go?” Edward wonders. “Why didn’t they get him arrested? How did he actually avoid the punishment?”       “As far as I remember, the case wasn’t closed, but just filed away,” Raquelle puts her finger on her lip. “The investigation went wrong, and the criminal just had everyone wrapped around his finger and continued to commit crimes.”       “And at some moment, he even stopped being afraid and shy! He could just come to any store, take a knife or a gun, and kill someone at ease. As if it were a regular thing!”       “At that time, they only analyzed the witnesses’ words,” Natalia notices. “They didn’t use to have any camera with a face identification feature. They couldn’t track anyone. But now we have them anywhere.”       “I wonder why he suddenly stopped killing everyone?” Raquelle asks. “What made him stop? He was afraid that he would be caught if he kept doing that?”       “Since there was no connection between the murdered people, it means he just liked it,” Edward assumes. “It means he killed them for pleasure and thrill. Yes, at first, he felt cool, but when it literally became an everyday thing, he lost his interest.”       “I can imagine how dysfunctional his family was if murdering someone was like a walk to a shop for him,” Natalia replies thoughtfully.       “It’s horrifying to realize that psycho is still free,” Raquelle exhales sharply, embracing herself with both arms. “But it’s much more horrifying to realize it may be Marcus, who wanna kill Peter so badly and has a grudge against Helene.”       “Yeah, the bastard got old, but he didn’t get rid of his thirst for blood,” Edward throws gloomily, putting his chin on his arms folded on the edge of the pool. “He still craves cutting someone’s head.”       “That’s bad Mr. Johnson has been out of the city for one week,” Natalia says with sadness in her eyes. “He would find out everything about this case. Check all the archives and find out as much about Marcus as possible.”       “Yeah, he went to a different city to visit his relatives at the wrong time. Otherwise, we would’ve talked to him a long time ago.”       “Yeah, and Darwin decided to get a vacation due to the wedding and the birth of a child,” Raquelle exhales sharply. “Otherwise, we could ask him for help.”       “Anyway, it wouldn’t give us too much,” Edward replies. “Since the police didn’t catch Marcus then, there is a super small chance now.”       “Nevertheless, we’ve gotta try everything,” Natalia notices confidently. “Besides, we’re learning more and more now. For example, we know the identity of Peter’s offender. Which means we’re getting closer to finding the answer to the question about what Marcus needs.”       “That’s right,” Raquelle shrugs.       Edward, Natalia, and Raquelle spend a few seconds in silence before Terrence comes back to them with his smartphone in his hands.       “So what, guys, let’s try to find out something?” Terrence suggests, coming to the free chaise lounge and sitting on it.       “No doubt we can find out something interesting,” Raquelle says confidently, getting up and coming to Terrence, next to whom she sits down.       While Terrence opens the Internet browser on his phone and types something to search for things, Natalia sits on the chaise lounge on the other side of him, and Edward gets out of the pool after spending a bigger part of his time in it and stands behind his fiancée, on the shoulder of whom he puts his wet hand.       “Wow, journalists have written a bunch of articles about all these murders!” Edward pronounces surprisingly.       “And some of them are pretty resentful,” Natalia adds. “Though I ain’t surprised that people have always been so interested in this case.”       “Some of them even find relatives of those who are dead, and those who survived magically, and interview them,” Terrence notices as he views the thumbnails of videos related to this thing. “Some shows talked about it with some experts invited.”       “But almost the same things are discussed in all these articles,” Raquelle says thoughtfully. “We already know a bigger part of them.”       “It says when the sketch of the criminal was made, he was declared wanted immediately,” Terrence says, reading the text of a very long article. “They found Marcus quickly. He was recognized by the sellers of the food stall where he went. They called the police shortly and said they managed to write down the number of the car, in which he left. It was parked near the shop in the most visible place.”       “And then the number helped them easily identify the owner and find out everything about him,” Raquelle continues. “It’s known that his name is Marcus Hector Longbottom, and he was born on March 13th, 1961. When he committed his first crime in 1986, he was twenty. He was married for several years, worked as a pharmacist at a pharmacy, and was seriously interested in phytotherapy.”       “Now I see how he knows about a foxglove that he used to poison Edward,” Natalia says thoughtfully. “I mean, to try to send all of you to the afterlife.”       “And as I understand, his wife didn’t know what her hubby was doing?” Edward assumes.       “As their familiars said, they looked like a prosperous family, even though they didn’t rush to make babies,” Raquelle replies. “His wife was sitting at home and didn’t work after she got a higher education. And in their familiars’ opinion, she was a very nice and shy woman, with whom they could always talk. And Marcus himself didn’t make them feel disgust and never refused to help with something or just talk.”       “I see, in short, he pretended to be an innocent angel that killed people for pleasure with no shame,” Natalia throws gloomily.       “Their familiars were freaking surprised when the police told them Marcus Longbottom was suspected of mass murder of peaceful citizens,” Edward continues to read the article. “They assured them that it couldn’t be the truth. Like, it was a mistake. Like, Marcus was holy and innocent. Like, that man couldn’t do that. They didn’t even believe when they saw the sketch based on the words of all the witnesses. Women and men, who knew Marcus and his wife Julia, denied any assumptions about his fault for all those horrible murders.”       “Hm, I wonder what’s happening to his wife now?” Raquelle frowns slightly. “Is she alive? Or Marcus killed her, too?”       “Hard to say,” Terrence shakes his head. “But it’s possible. If she, let’s think, learned about all the murders he committed and threatened to tell the police about him. Marcus could be super mad and shut her up forever. And then pretend to be the one who suffered, after his wife was killed by the most dangerous criminal that terrorized the entire country.”       “It says nobody knew anything about her since the beginning of the 90s,” Natalia notices. “She was kinda swallowed by the ground. However, Marcus disappeared, too. It says the last time they were noticed was a long time ago, and Julia stopped leaving home and rejected any invitations from her friends and familiars to go somewhere.”       “Did Marcus terrorize his wife?” Edward frowns slightly. “He pretended to be a perfect husband in public, but beat her so hard behind closed doors?”       “Dark story, huh…” Terrence notices.       “Most likely, he killed her, too. He got rid of the corpse quietly and ran away somewhere. But even if Julia was killed, her corpse hasn’t been found. She was kinda swallowed by the ground.”       “By the way, a downturn happened after they suddenly disappeared,” Raquelle says confidently. “The number of crimes per day was less and less every day.”       “Yeah, and somewhere by 1996 or 1997, only one or two murders happened per day!” Natalia exclaims. “And then everything stopped.”       “His poor wife…” Terrence shakes his head with sadness in his eyes. “She fell in love with a real psycho.”       “It’s okay that she didn’t give birth to a child from him. Otherwise, he would’ve sent the one to the afterlife.”       “Hey, what about the stories with some diaries?” Raquelle frowns slightly. “The diaries that were found during one of the search operations. The criminal buried them somewhere in the woods not far from one of his victims.”       “I dunno, I’ve never heard of them,” Natalia shakes her head.       “It was a whole bunch of thick notebooks, on the covers of which there was a phrase ‘The criminal diaries’,” Terrence reads thoughtfully. “On these pages, the criminal took notes about all his victims and called some of them by names. He described their sufferings and laughed at them openly. He sometimes even told about how he killed one or another victim. He admired the beauty of young girls and shared his impressions after a forced sexual intercourse with them before their death. Besides, there were photos of victims on the pages of these diaries. Marcus took them on his camera and pinned them with drawing pins or paper clips. His victims could be unconscious, absolutely naked, beaten, and injured. Although they were awake in some photos, there was a true horror in their eyes. Marcus took photos of them when they were supposedly begging for mercy.”       “My gosh, what a sick pervert…” Raquelle winces slightly.       “The police confiscated all the diaries that they found and identified some of those who were murdered,” Edward reads. “They were unidentified before, and their relatives hoped the victims would be found alive and healthy ‘til the end. Also, the police didn’t exclude that there could be many more diaries, ‘cause not all the victims appeared on the pages, while the number of them was more than two thousand or even three thousand people of different ages, of different sexes, different nationalities, and with different citizenship. Some victims of Marcus Longbottom have not been identified nowadays, and their relatives made themselves think that even if someone is found, the search will only lead to human bones.”       “How sick that man was supposed to be to write about killing someone and getting pleasure from it?” Natalia wonders. “A normal person wouldn’t be happy with viewing photos of corpses and laughing at the sight of their death!”       “And why did he describe it all?” Terrence surprises. “Who did he write all these diaries for? Did Marcus really sit down and read them every evening?”       “The longer I live, the more I am shocked by how different people are in this world,” Edward confesses. “You think there would be nobody worse than one asshole, but then you meet someone much more awful. More horrible. Again. And at some moment, you have to run into a bastard that is thousands of times worse than all those you’ve known before.”       “Yeah, all the previous enemies of ours seem holy against Marcus.”       “Likely, Marcus is a mix of those we’ve had to deal with before,” Raquelle assumes. “He kinda has all of their features. That’s how we got such a powerful and crazy combo.”       “That man is more dangerous than we think, guys,” Terrence says confidently. “He is really sick. And if Peter doesn’t manage to get away from him, something really horrible is gonna wait for him.”       “Do you think that’s Marcus?” Natalia asks hesitantly.       “I don’t doubt. That’s Marcus Longbottom, who nobody has been able to catch for ages. Yes, the police have the diaries and the sketch. But they can’t connect it all and confirm, and Marcus denied his fault so hard and pretended to be holy. And after his disappearance, the threads were torn. I don’t exclude that he could leave somewhere and come back after things got better. When the police got busy with other cases and sent this one to the shelf of unsolved crimes.”       “And how could that sick asshole live quietly and pretend that nothing happened?” Raquelle wonders. “He’s killed hundreds of people for nothing and harmed all their friends, familiars, and relatives, and his conscience doesn’t eat him at all.”       “Huh, he doesn’t know what it is!” Edward chuckles. “He likely got pleasure from twisting a cat’s tail or strangling a dog in childhood and then began to harm people.”       “One action may sometimes lead to a global catastrophe, the consequences of which may have you horrified to death.”       “If that bastard isn’t stopped, the criminal diaries may have the detailed information about Peter and Helene,” Terrence says confidently. “It may put a start to a new wave of crimes.”       “There is a reason for all of this in Peter’s case,” Natalia assumes. “Marcus doesn’t wanna kill him without a reason. And notice that he doesn’t even deny it.”       “And what do we do now?” Raquelle rounds her eyes.       “I have no idea.”       “Oh, Mr. Johnson, how much we need you now…” Terrence sighs quietly. “We won’t solve this crime without you.”       “It would probably be easier for him to solve this thing now,” Edward assumes. “The name of the criminal is known. And as we found out, it’s not so holy and clean.”       “But we should be careful 'cause danger may find us at any time after a one-week silence,” Natalia replies. “Who knows, what if those stinkers may try to take Peter away somewhere and beat him much stronger again.”       “Peter spends a bigger part of his time at home, and he’s coming to himself after the tortures of Marcus and his pals,” Terrence replies.       “Does something change in this case?” Raquelle shrugs. “They do know where he is living! They know where Helene’s living. They aren’t safe at home, either.”       “But there are many witnesses who would always know about a visit from any suspicious man,” Edward protests. “Hillary and Marta, who spend nights on the bench near their home, would not miss a visit from one of those bastards. And there are many curious people at Helene’s place.”       “I think you’re right,” Terrence agrees. “It would be better if the guys kept sitting at home. It’s not one hundred percent safe, but it’s not less dangerous there than outside.”       “Listen, let’s send a link to this article to the others?” Natalia suggests. “So, the guys read it and know everything. They write about everything in all details here!”       “Right, I’ll do it now!”       Terrence presses some buttons on his phone and, typing a short text on the keyboard, sends the link to the article about the murders Marcus has committed to the common chat.       “Okay, ready! There is nobody online yet, but they will see it for sure.”       “Hey, Raquelle, that’s so good you recalled those murders!” Edward exclaims.       “This name seemed familiar to me when Peter called it!” Raquelle confesses. “I had no time to think about it better due to the scheduled photoshoots. But yesterday, I was reading a very interesting detective story that encouraged me to work my brain a little.”       “My good girl!” Terrence exclaims with a wide smile and kisses Raquelle sweetly on her temple, hugging her around the shoulders. “We, fools, would’ve blinked our eyes without ya.”       “Not us, Terrence, but you!” Natalia protests. “I wasn’t sure about it, but I also had a strange feeling about it.”       “It would be strange not to remember what people talked about everywhere for several years,” Edward notices. “Yes, of course, we started to think about it less and less years later, but nothing is forgotten.”       “I think a certain director once had an idea of filming a movie based on all these crimes,” Terrence recalls and puts his phone on the table near the chaise lounge. “There was even a screenwriter who agreed to write a script. But this case didn’t go further than a discussion.”       “M-m-m, as I understand, you were planning to get a starring role?” Edward crosses his arms over his chest with a sly smile.       “Aha, MacClife, you’re dreaming of playing a nasty, evil man that everyone would hate,” Raquelle recalls.       “If they suggested, I would be happy to check through it,” Terrence confesses with no hesitation. “Marcus is a sick psycho with no shame who kills hundreds of people. A perfect role for me.”       “Of course, you’re a psycho, but you’re not a killer,” Natalia protests.       “But I’m not a hockey player, even though I played it in one youth drama. I mean… I played a teenager whose father projected his own dreams on his son and brought him to a hockey club one day. Though the boy wasn’t too happy with it.”       “I remember, yeah. I watched that movie. I liked it in general. Of course, I wanted to kill the father, but I was happy he understood his mistakes in the end.”       “But it failed miserably at the box office. It gained three times less money than they spent to film it.”       “It’s okay, dude, maybe someone will decide to film a movie about that stinker one day,” Edward expresses hope. “And if you’re lucky, you will be running in front of the camera with a knife and a pistol in your hands, not underwear only.”       “It would be the best role for the years of my acting career,” Terrence rolls his eyes dreamily. “I would do my best to make people hate my character and fear him to the shake in the legs.”       “When you open your eyes widely and scream like a psycho, everyone fears you,” Natalia adds confidently. “Men are in a stupor, girls are in tears.”       “Yeah, I’ve got this type of sin.”       Terrence runs his fingers through his hair.       “But it doesn’t make me worse. I’m still nice and cute.”       “Aha, the nice boy that sometimes makes people wish to hit him on the face with a brick,” Edward throws gloomily.       “I have this wish every day in the case of you. And your attempts to be nice and puffy irritate me, to be honest.”       “And I am irritated because of your open lie about changing yourself and becoming quiet and decent.”       “And you wouldn't calm down even after a huge dose of a sedative! You twirl with no rest and run somewhere in a gallop even when you sleep.”       “M-m-m, the boys are rocking on again…” Natalia smiles mysteriously.       “You’re right!” Raquelle exclaims. “They wouldn’t miss a chance even in a critical situation.”       “What can I do if some little rats do love playing on the nerves of older people?” Terrence shrugs, gets up from the chaise lounge, and turns on the others with his head proudly raised.       “Listen, don’t you wanna swim a little?” Edward smiles mysteriously. “The water in the pool is incredible. And the sun is caressing and warming up the back so well.”       “Don’t burn on the sun, paleface grebe! So, you don’t scare everyone with your red face for one week or two. Moreover, it’s much easier for you due to your sensitive from nature skin.”       “If you always forget about your sunscreen crème, it’s your problem.”       Edward hugs Natalia by the waist after she gets up from the chaise lounge and kisses her sweetly on the cheek, putting his hand on her thigh, while she gets blushed and looks at her fiancé with tenderness.       “I didn’t forget about it. And my golden-haired beauty put it kindly on my back.”       “You actually used my crème from head to foot!” Terrence puts his hands on his hips. “You spent it all on yourself! So, I'm walking unprotected under the sun. Though my skin is very tender and sensitive to the sun. It burns immediately!”       “It’s my answer for using a whole bottle of my shower gel,” Edward smiles sweetly.       “Not a whole one! I left a little bit for ya!”       “Aha, to wash my heel!”       “It’s fine! I feel freaking disgust at the sight of dirty heels.”       “Hey, MacClife, I apologize sincerely, but why do you need crème when you’ve been in the shadows all this time?” Natalia wonders, putting her hand on Edward’s chest and pressing herself as closely to him as possible. “You’d better get out and warm under the sun at least once.”       “He doesn’t want,” Raquelle says confidently and gets up from the chaise lounge. “He’s afraid to be a bright red tomato.”       “I personally love tomatoes so much. Big, bright, fresh. M-m-m…”       “Okay, it seems like the kids agreed against me,” Terrence puts his hands on his hips. “At my own home.”       “Not at all,” Raquelle smiles sweetly and puts her hands around Terrence’s waist. “Nobody even thought about it.”       “M-m-m, see, girls, my bro fears the sun as much as roller skates,” Edward teases kindly.       “Hey, kid, haven’t your feathers been torn out for ages?” Terrence resents. “Or haven’t you had your ass kicked with a rod enough?”       “Calm down, Terrence, don’t puff your peacock tail here.”       Edward runs his fingers through his wet hair, showing proudly his naked torso with well-trained muscles of his stomach.       “I don’t have enough space to walk around. Though I wanna show my beauty so badly.”       “Don’t try, bro, no matter how hard you show off, you’re too far from being as handsome as me,” Terrence says with his head proudly raised, hugging Raquelle around the shoulders as he keeps his shoulders spread and shows how proudly he is with his naked torso. “With such a body, with such a girl next to me…”       “Huh, you’ve got nothing to brag with!” Edward chuckles loudly. “My body’s ten times sexier, hotter, and better.”       “Just a regular body of the one who doesn’t miss workouts at a gym class.”       “No, boys, Cameron and I have the hottest and sexiest bodies here,” Natalia says with pride, sticking out her big breasts and sucking in her flat belly slightly.       “Aha, it’s so hot here ‘cause Rochester and I are,” Raquelle agrees, raises her breasts with both hands, and sticks out her buttocks a little. “Not because you’re walking half-naked in front of us.”       “The reason I love summer for is girls that put on a gorgeous bikini and show their beautiful bodies,” Terrence says confidently, noticing silently how well Raquelle looks in her tender blue bikini with satin inserts.       “Looking at such a stunning cutie, I unconsciously get a wish to go to the beach and walk on it with a freaking pride, kinda sending those who are single a message, ‘She’s mine, don’t even dare to put an eye on her!’” Edward confesses, looking quickly at Natalia from head to foot with an eating look with the thought that she looks freaking hot in her dark red bikini of the same type. “Ar-r-r… Babe, you’re like a fire – you burn and spread the heat.”       “Estás mucho más buena, mi dios griego” Natalia replies with a mysterious smile.       “Mucho mejor que dios griego” Edward catches the wave. “Pero mejor no a mi hermanito cuentes que dije eso.”       “Aw, our lovebirds are giving each other compliments in Spanish again,” Raquelle gets tender feelings, putting her hand on Terrence’s chest.       “Listen, babe, maybe we should learn it?” Terrence suggests, putting his hand on Raquelle’s thigh. “I’ve got a strong feeling that they’re planning something against us right in front of us.”       “Don’t worry, bro, you’ll get your kicks as scheduled,” Edward assures. “I may miss breakfast and forget to go to a restroom, but you will always kick your ass at the right time.”       “M-m-m, that’s so sweet!” Terrence smiles mordantly.       “All for my dearest person.” Edward smiles slyly. “Well… After Mom, Dad, and Natalia, of course.”       “I’d love to hit my foot against your gorgeous face.”       “Try. Of course, if you’ve got enough strength to raise your foot.”       “I’d even make a triple flip for ya!”       “Oh, what a great honor!” Edward chuckles ironically, putting his hand on his heart.       “M-m-m, it seems like someone’s got too much energy that hasn’t been spent yet,” Raquelle puts her hands on her hips. “Or someone isn’t just allowed to get too much sunlight.”       “Hey, guys, if you wanna play a catch here, don’t destroy anything here, please,” Natalia warns, “And don’t slip on the tiles.”       “Yeah! There’s a threat that your beautiful faces may be restored on the operating table.”       “Sorry, cuties, but educating one little rat that plays on my nerves more than anyone else cannot wait,” Terrence says confidently.       “So, what did ya come up with this time?” Edward puts his hands on his hips. “How are ya gonna surprise me?”       “Yeah, yeah, I know you love having your ass kicked.”       “Nah, I love you have your ass kicked. And when Raquelle does it.” Edward puts his arm around Raquelle’s neck. “She’s the only one whom I can allow to hit you with a rod. My soon-to-be sister-in-law is allowed to do anything she wants.”       “Well, I ain’t gonna ask Natalia for permission to kick you with a rob.” Terrence does the same thing as Edward toward Natalia. “Because she’ll 100% agree. And because I am fucking older!”       When Terrence moves off, Edward rushes to run with loud and wild shouts, starting to run in circles around the pool.       “No, get off me!” Edward squeaks. “Get off, I said!”       “Stop!” Terrence demands. “Hey, kid! I am addressing you! Why don’t you the fuck listen to me?”       “Girls, help me! Hit him on the head with something heavy!”       “That’s your brother – so, deal with him by yourself!” Raquelle replies funnily, putting her hands around her mouth.       “Right, you better help me!” Terrence exclaims. “Push him in the pool with a powerful kick on his ass!”       “Daddy can deal with this on his own!” Natalia chuckles loudly,       “Maybe, we should really help them a little?” Raquelle smiles slyly, pushing Natalia slightly in her hip with her elbow.       “Oh, nah, let them deal with it!” Natalia waves her hands and comes to the chaise lounge, where she lies comfortably. “While you and I are tanning under the sun.”       “Come on!” Raquelle lies on the chaise lounge placed near. “We could push them in the pool! So, they swim a little in the water!”       “Don’t worry, sweetie, we’ll push them in it and do many more interesting things.”       “You’re right, though. And they feel so good together.”       Raquelle moves her eyes to the pool and sees that Terrence manages to catch Edward, with whom he is thrilling with defeating laughter and fighting hand in hand.       “They’re such a sweet couple.”       “The couple that’s always so nice to watch,” Natalia laughs and takes a sip of the drink from the table.       “Right.” Raquelle takes the second glass with the same drink.       “And then, if we want it so badly, we can join and kick their asses.”       “Honestly, I like just lying under the sun much more than swimming. With a cold drink and an interesting book in my hands. It relaxes me so much.”       “And I just love to be in no rush. I like to know I’ve got a lot of time yet.”       “Today, I’m absolutely free and at the service of my close people.”       “Excellent, then!”       Laughing shyly, Raquelle and Natalia click on each other’s glasses and drink some cold drink, letting the shoots of the hot sun caress their smooth skin that has already gotten a little tanned by this moment. After this, the girls chuckle kindly as they have an interest in watching another funny fight of Terrence and Edward, who are running after each other, fighting hand in hand, or just pushing each other.       “Aren’t ya sick of running?” Edward asks, stepping on Terrence or getting back under his pressure, while they are fighting hand in hand.       “The thing that I’ll never be sick of is kicking your ass,” Terrence says with a sly smile.       “Never, never?”       “It’s my favorite thing to do. Well, after love games with Raquelle, obviously.”       “You won’t believe it, but it’s my favorite, too!”       “I’d live a day for nothing if you didn’t get lots of powerful kicks from me.”       “Oh, I dunno how I’m gonna live if I’m deprived of the opportunity to cut your wings again and again.”       “Don’t worry, kid, I would find a way to show you who the boss here is at any time, at any place. Who the most important and attractive man here is.”       “We’ve already decided that’s me.”       “I didn’t choose ya.”       “The fact I chose myself is enough.”       After fighting with him for some time, Edward twists Terrence’s arm easily, turns him with his back to him, and pushes him in the pool with a powerful kick on his rear along with Raquelle and Natalia’s quiet chuckles. The man ends up underwater with a loud squeak but gets up quickly enough, shakes his head sharply, and wipes his face with his hands.       “So what, shabby cat, you got it?” Edward chuckles loudly, putting his hands on his hips. “You see that joking with me is bad?”       “What are ya standing there?” Terrence surprises, moving his hands and feet to hold on to the surface. “C’mon, bring your ass here.”       “For ya? Nah, I don’t want!”       “I give a fuck whether you want! I said, bring your ass here right now!”       “Oh, oh, how threatening we are…” Edward laughs, squats down, and splashes water over Terrence’s face with one wave of his hand. “How threatening…”       “Don’t irritate me, Edward! Do what I tell you!”       “Try to make me.” Edward starts making a calling gesture. “C’mon, cat, swim here! Kitty, kitty, kitty! C’mon, shabby cat, move your paws!”       “I will give you ‘kitty, kitty, kitty’ now!” Terrence threatens, swimming closer to the edge of the pool. “Now I will give you the ‘kitty, kitty’ that you will never forget.”       Using the fact that Edward bent strongly to him, Terrence takes him by the wrist tightly and pulls him sharply toward himself underwater, while the guy squeaks. When both of them get up to the surface, the brothers keep fighting hand in hand and splashing water over each other, barely dodging attacks and barely pumping much air into their lungs when their heads are held underwater by force. However, even in this situation, they find a way to take the initiative.       “Hey, idiot!” Edward shakes sharply as he is holding Terrence’s head underwater, and his brother starts torturing him with a strong tickling on his stomach. “Hey, stop tickling me!”       “Ah, it hurts, idiot!” Terrence winces when Edward pinches him by the rib strongly as he is underwater. “Are you fucking crazy?”       Terrence has to get underwater because Edward decides to swim much further. Taking his brother under his elbow, the guys keep fighting with their hands and feet while they have some air. But since they can hold their breath for a long time, they spend more than a few seconds underwater. While Natalia and Raquelle barely hold down their shy laugh as they still lie under the sun on the chaise lounges with drinks in their hands.       “It’s good to be here, honey!” Natalia exclaims with a wide, blissful smile.       “Aha, you and I are getting pleasure here, and the guys are playing in the pool like babies,” Raquelle notices.       “If not for the current situation, life would be so beautiful.”       “Let’s not talk about bad things and make our mood much worse.” Raquelle drinks a little from her glass. “While we have a chance to get pleasure, we must use it.”       “You’re right.” Natalia leans her head back with closed eyes. “Absolutely right.”       Meanwhile, Terrence manages to swim to the edge of the pool quickly enough and get out of the water with one easy pull-up. Edward follows him determinedly, gets up on the ground, catches him quickly, uses a chokehold on him, and starts pulling him from side to side, while his brother tries to break free with no success. However, at some moment, the older of the MacClife brothers gets the initiative, not paying attention to the protests of the younger one. The guys also do not miss a chance to put each other under torture with tickling that both of them can barely take. That’s why the brother literally compete to find out who would shout louder, not even thinking about stopping this show and amusing Raquelle and Natalia with their actions, while the girls are watching them, can no longer be serious, and do not even think of stopping this wonderful, as they think, show.       “Hey, I can’t take tickling!” Terrence squeaks, trying to cover his most sensitive areas.       “Me too, stop torturing me!” Edward shouts, squeaks when Terrence pinches him painfully by the rip, and starts hitting him on everything he sees. “Hey! Hey! Pinch yourself, the fuck!”       “I always say you squeak like a girl.”       “Oh, come on! You squeak like someone wanna rape ya.”       At this moment, Edward and Terrence fall into the water again, but get up quickly and keep fighting like this.       “Stop tickling me!” Terrence demands.       “You get off me!” Edward protests.       “Little rat!”       “Creeping reptile!”       “Shut up!”       “You shut up!”       “Ar-r-r, how much you irritate me!” Terrence and Edward growl irritably at the same time.       “Hey, boys, are ya okay there?” Raquelle asks loudly.       “It’s all under control, babe!” Terrence exclaims, getting Edward’s head underwater. “I manage to educate the kid successfully.”       “Oh, yay, we’ve got an idyll!” Edward chuckles and starts strangling Terrence as a joke with both hands. “As always! Terrence irritates me to death and makes me wish to cut his head fucking badly!”       “This kid’s playing on my nerves!” Terrence adds and fights Edward hand in hand a little before his head ends up underwater.       “He thinks he’s the best!”       “Come here, asshole!”       “A-a-a-a-a, save me!” Edward squeaks and starts swimming to the edge of the pool with his hands and feet so hard.       “Where are ya gonna, idiot?” Terrence resents, grabbing Edward by his foot and pulling him sharply on himself.       “Hey, bald dog, get off me now!”       “What did ya say, creeping reptile?”       “Said by the creeping reptile!”       “Hey, come here now! Come here!”       By this moment, Edward manages to swim to the edge of the pool and get out of it with no problems. Then he shows his tongue to Terrence and shows a funny face before he has to start running away from his brother when the man gets out with a slight push-up and starts chasing his brother squeaking.       “In short, nothing special!” Raquelle and Natalia pronounce at the same time and thrill with a contagious laugh.       “Okay, boys, since everything’s stable for ya, we’re quiet,” Natalia says confidently.       “C'mon, baby, everything’s in Feng Shui for us!” Edward notices, stopping, putting his hands on his hips with a proud look. “Everything is fu-u-u-u… Shit!”       At this moment, Edward squeaks and winces in surprise with a feeling that his legs get weak when Terrence jumps on his back and squeezes the guy’s jaw tightly with his fingers, making some funny faces.       “Fuck, did the elephant jump on me?” Edward resents. “My back’s gonna fold like an accordion!”       “And now ride me!” Terrence demands funnily and starts kicking Edward with his feet. “C’mon, little horse, I want the wind to blow my face, I want pleasure to possess me to the fuck…”       “Hey, fucking rider, get off me now!”       “Hey, obey older people!” Terrence gives Edward a slight clap on the back of his head. “Raquelle, sweetie, gimme the whip, please. I’m gonna have a lot of fun now.”       “Or better a brick! A heavy one! So, I can hit it against his beautiful face.”       “Ride! I wanna ride!”       “Get off, I said! My back’s gonna fold under your weight now!”       “Don’t play the fool, Eddy, I’m as light as a feather!”       “Ha! I didn’t know a feather could weigh a hundredweight. That my math teacher put the false information in my head.”       “Move on, kid, I ain’t love waiting!” Terrence raises his hand and points his finger forward. “Let’s go! Straight! Run wild! In a gallop!”       “Ar-r-r…” Edward starts walking in circles with no rush as he is riding Terrence on him.       “Hey, it doesn’t look like a gallop!” Terrence resents and kicks Edward again. “It doesn’t even look like a step! A snail would move faster than you! Faster!”       “Hey, mangy rutrag, I will put your feet in your ass if you don’t stop kicking me! If you wanna ride in a gallop, buy yourself a horse. And put it in your room!”       “I already have the one! My little brother, who would be anyone if I wanted it! And he wouldn’t dare to refuse.”       “Fuck yourself, asshole!”       After a failed attempt to get his brother off his back, Edward just jumps in the water along with Terrence. Then they get up to the surface almost at the same time, and the younger of the MacClife brothers starts swimming away quickly when the older one wants to attack him. The guys get out of the pool easily and start a new round of playing catch, leaving wet paths on the tiles around the edges of it and running on the bright green grass that has recently been cut. Meanwhile, Natalia and Raquelle keep thrilling with laughter and tanning under the shoots of the bright sun as they drink a little from their glasses at times that are cold thanks to ice and feel truly happy that Edward and Terrence are in a good mood and let themselves do anything they want with no shyness.       “Can’t hold myself from picturing this,” Raquelle says confidently, takes Terrence’s smartphone from the table, unblocks it with the password she knows well, opens the camera app, and starts recording the video of everything Edward and he are doing.       “Aha, since it’s Terrence’s phone, we’ll publish this video on the band’s accounts from it,” Natalia suggests. “May people have some fun. And see Edward’s okay.”       “The fans are gonna love it so much. They love photos and videos of our beloved bros’ fights.”       “Well, if they love, we can give them some new content with pleasure.”       Raquelle laughs shyly and keeps recording a video on the phone of Terrence, who keeps chasing Edward as fast as he can.       “Don’t lose your shorts, idiot!” Terrence pronounces funnily. “They’re barely holding on ya!”       “Watch yours!” Edward exclaims, stops sharply, and pulls up his dark blue swim shorts.       Edward has to start running away again because Terrence keeps chasing him determinedly as he pulls up his black shorts on the way.       “Give up, bro!” Terrence dares.       “No way!” Edward says.       “I’ll catch ya anyway!”       “Try if you don’t pee your pants!”       At first, Edward turns aside sharply and runs to the other end of the back of the house fenced with a high fence. And while Terrence still follows him, his younger brother, speeding up fast enough, is running wild to the pool, announcing at the top of his lungs funnily:       “And now it’s gonna be a cannon ba-a-a-a-al!”       With these words, Edward jumps into the water with his knees pressed to his chest, raising a big wave in the air that wets all the free chaise lounges and tables near. Water also gets on Natalia and Raquelle, who squeak quietly because of this. While the man swims two or three meters underwater, gets up quietly on the surface and runs his hands over his hair and face.       “Hey, couldn’t you jump this more carefully?” Natalia resents, fixing slightly her hair brushed in a ponytail.       “Careful?” Terrence specifies and smiles slyly. “Thank you! Next time!”       Terrence also jumps in the pool on a run, raising not a less big wave that wets Raquelle and Natalia again, making them squeak again.       “Hey, guys, don’t ya think you can take a little break?” Raquelle asks.       “I dunno, I’m getting pleasure,” Edward replies thoughtfully, swimming to the edge of the pool, and leaning his chin on his arms folded in front of him. “As always, I keep my bro in good shape. I don’t let him relax.”       “Although the kid is mean, he does remember who the boss is here,” Terrence says with a sly smile, swimming to Edward and ruffling his wet hair a little.       “I didn't choose you!” Edward covers Terrence’s wet face with his hand and turns his head aside. “I mean, nobody chose you.”       “Hey, beauties, why are ya lying here and sitting as quietly as mice with the hope that we’ll forget ya?”       “Warming our bones under the sun,” Natalia replies with a sweet smile. “Drinking the delicious drinking, having a rest…”       “And laughing at your tricks!” Raquelle exclaims and puts Terrence’s smartphone on the table. “You, boys, amused us so well.”       “Hey, were you recording everything?” Edward opens his eyes wider.       “Not only, bro,” Raquelle smiles mysteriously.       “Don’t say you’ve published it somewhere on the Internet.”       “Already done!” Natalia announces. “And we’re happy to tell you your fans are thrilled by what their beloved Tedward is doing.”       “What?” Terrence pronounces surprisingly, getting out of the pool along with Edward. “Seriously? When did you do?”       “What’s wrong?” Raquelle shrugs. “When you were running here, we cut the video a little in the editor to get rid of our talks, came up with a hilarious signature, and published it on the band’s account. It took just a couple of minutes!”       “Using your phone,” Natalia adds.       “Okay, I don’t mind!” Terrence replies approvingly and runs his hand over his wet hair. “Let the fans see how I have to suffer because of this restless creature. How the kid went fucking loose.”       “Aha, or how the older is fucking rude and dares to attack the younger!” Edward adds, while Raquelle and Natalia get up from the chaise lounges.       “Shut up!”       “You shut up!”       “So, pretty boys, are ya tired?” Natalia chuckles kindly, ruffling the hair of Edward and Terrence at the same time.       “You have no strength to play catch?” Raquelle asks and slaps Terrence on his buttocks as strongly as she can. “Are ya already out?”       “Why not?” Terrence asks surprisingly. “We do!”       “We got it, got it!” Natalia exclaims, slaps Edward on his buttocks, and then squeezes them tightly, making the guy blush.       “Even if I were dying, I wouldn’t stop educating the one whom my parents made me responsible for.”       “And this time. I want you to join us and help us kick the ass of this tough guy,” Edward says confidently. “Who’s become fucking arrogant!”       “A rare case when I agree with you.” Terrence puts his arm around Edward’s neck. “Before the words, ‘help us kick the ass of this tough guy’.”       “Nah, guys, we don’t want to,” Raquelle refuses with a sly smile. “Why would we disrupt your idyll?”       “Aha, you feel so good together,” Natalia adds. “Our eyes are enjoying when they see you play.”       “C’mon, girls!” Terrence protests. “Don’t be so shy.”       “Don’t ya wanna swim in the water with one hot, freaking hot guy?” Edward asks and sticks out his chest as if he wants to show his naked torso proudly.       “He talks about me, if you wonder!”       “You’re young and hot?”       “A fucking hot boy.”       Spreading his shoulders and raising his head proudly, Terrence comes to Raquelle confidently, locks his fingers on her chest, and leaves a tender kiss on the girl’s cheek and a curve of her neck, making her smile shyly.       “Every year, I get better just like wine.” Terrence slaps Raquelle painfully on her buttocks. “Ar-r-r, what a cool sound!”       “Yeah, and you want them to offer you serious roles in movies,” Natalia chuckles and puts her glass on the table. “You whine that everyone only sees you as a sexy macho. Though you praise your awesomeness much more than your brain.”       “I absolutely agree with you, my goddess,” Edward says with a smug smile, putting his arms around Natalia’s waist from behind and putting his hands on her belly, while he kind of repeats after Terrence and kisses his fiancée tenderly on her neck. “That’s why Terry hasn’t had roles for hundreds of years.”       “Oh, my gosh…” Raquelle rolls her eyes.       “Hey, girls, don’t change the subject!” Edward exclaims, slaps Natalia slightly on her buttocks, and takes her by the curves of her waist with both hands. “We actually invited you to play with us a little.”       “We didn’t even plan to,” Natalia smiles innocently. “We wanted just to tan quietly.”       “Wrong! We’re having so much fun!”       Edward takes the glass Natalia drank from and drinks a little with a straw.       “M-m-m, it’s delicious!”       “And your diet?” Terrence crosses his arms over his chest with a sly smile. “Who isn’t allowed to eat something delicious?”       “I’m allowed to eat anything now! My stomach doesn’t hurt anymore, and I feel freaking great.”       “You’re a phenomenon, bro,” Terrence puts his hands on his hips. “Who else would run and jump like this a short time later after a cardiac arrest?”       “I just love life.” Edward puts the glass on the table. “And I have some things to do. I can’t leave this world without finishing them.”       “I wonder what that is?”       “First of all, I just can’t leave you alone. Who else would bring you back to the earth from heaven?”       “There is an entire line of people who wanna mock me, except you!”       “So, you'd better think about why it’s happening,” Natalia crosses her arms over her chest.       “I have no idea what I did. I am the innocence itself! The sweetest and kindest man in the world who cares and worries about everyone.”       “Oh, honey, you’re too far from being innocent!” Raquelle says confidently. “So far that it’s too late to change something.”       “Alright, stop working your tongue!” Terrence raises his head proudly, fixes slightly his wet hair, and comes closer to the edge of the pool. “I want the continuation. I wanna play and have fun.”       “Huh, you, guys, wanna play!” Natalia smiles innocently. “Pardon, I got you wrong.”       “Yeah! And I wouldn't have as much fun without one mean bitch that loves playing on my nerves, and her dangerous friend, who I can surely call a little socket for her love for touching live wires.”       “Okay, if you want fun, we will do this for ya!”       Coming to Terrence, Natalia pushes him into the pool with a quiet grunt. He tries to keep his balance, waving his hands with loud shouts, but he fails and falls to the water in the end, but he gets up quickly enough. While Edward raises his head proudly and smiles slyly as he looks at his fiancée, as if he says he is super proud of her.       “Yay, that’s my girl!” Edward exclaims happily, comes to Natalia, hugs her around the shoulder, and kisses her on the cheek. “My cutie! That’s what he deserves!”       “M-m-m, do ya think it won’t have to do with ya?” Raquelle smiles mysteriously, crossing her arms over her chest. “You think you’ll get away from us so easily?”       “What?”       “Have a nice flight, bro!”       Edward does not realize how Raquelle pushes him in the water and gives Natalia a five with a quiet laugh, while the guy gets up to the surface and coughs quickly due to the water in his lungs.       “Hey, why was it me?” Edward resents and runs his fingers through his hair. “I did nothing!”       “All for one, and one for all!” Natalia puts her hands on her hips.       “If you fail, everyone’s responsible,” Raquelle adds.       “Hey, bro, don’t ya think our cuties are rebelling?” Edward addresses Terrence, who swims to him. “Maybe, we should teach them a little?”       “Yes, yes, any girls’ protests must be prevented in the beginning!” Terrence jabs. “Or you won’t get rid of trouble. We are men! We are leaders! We’ve got a power!”       “And what can you do to us, our irresistible pretty boys?” Raquelle asks surprisingly, bending to the swimming Terrence and Edward. “Kiss us and lick us from head to foot, as usual?”       “Or you come up with something new this time?” Natalia asks.       “Jump in the water to learn more!” Terrence challenges.       “Aha, keep dreaming!” Raquelle exclaims. “Keep! Don’t open your mouth!”       “You will be playing with us anyway, cuties,” Edward says confidently. “No matter how hard you show off, the victory is gonna be ours, and any resistance will be disrupted.”       “Just like it happens in any case.”       “To you. You can show off as much as you want, but you play by our rules anyway.”       “M-m-m, how self-confident you are!” Natalia smiles slyly and gets down on her knees in front of Edward. “Too self-confident!”       Natalia starts scratching Edward under his chin with both hands like a cat, while he smiles widely with closed eyes and brings his face closer to hers.       “Pu-u-u-u-ur…” Edward purrs. “Pu-u-u-ur…”       “Don’t give up, bro!” Terrence exclaims, clapping Edward on his back and head and shaking him by the shoulder. “Don’t let the socket knock you out! Hear me, Edward? Be strong! Don’t succumb to her! You’re strong! You’re a man! Don’t give up!”       “Sorry, dude, but it’s beyond my power…”       “Hi ya, what a precious cat…” Raquelle pronounces funnily and gets down to her knees next to Natalia. “The cat that loves water so much, to my surprise.”       Raquelle also starts scratching Terrence on the area between his chin and neck and caressing his cheek like a cat. That’s how she knocks him out immediately and makes him purr loudly from pleasure.       “Puu-u-ur, meow…” Terrence rolls his eyes with a blissful smile. “Meo-o-ow…”       “It’s weird, we have two cats at our home,” Raquelle frowns slightly. “They never were here before, but now they have decided to swim in the water.”       “No, our boys couldn’t just resist our beauty,” Natalia says with her head proudly raised. “That’s why they’re getting cozy.”       “Aha, they even started to purr and meow!”       “But I love cats so badly. Even if I'm allergic to them.”       “So, what do we do now?” Terrence addresses Edward. “I can’t resist this bitch.”       “M-m-m, I'm powerless for my golden-haired lady,” Edward replies with a quiet moan.       “They didn’t even resist!” Raquelle exclaims. “Come on? They have no power of will at all!”       “Aha, after we just scratched them under the chin!” Natalia adds. “That’s all! Nothing more!”       “You see what they’re doing!” Raquelle kisses Terrence tenderly on the cheek and massages his shoulder when he turns his back on her and leans on the edge of the pool with a blissful smile. “Look at what they’re doing!”       “Yay, but they think we’re under their control,” Natalia chuckles kindly and does the same thing to Edward, who is enjoying the way the fingertips of his beloved fiancée caress his skin. “Though, we’re actually doing what we want to them.”       “They’ve gotta know what we feel when they try to seduce us so hard.”       “But we shouldn’t spend too much time on this thing.”       Raquelle leaves a short kiss on Terrence’s lips and gets up quickly, while he turns to her and starts looking at her with pity as if he asks her to caress him much longer.       “You’ve got so much wisdom, honey,” Natalia smiles slyly, kisses Edward on his lips, holding his face with both hands, and decides to get up.       “Hey, why was it so short?” Edward resents. “I want to be caressed for much longer!”       “More caress, more!” Terrence orders. “Caress! Caress! Caress!”       “Enough!” Raquelle and Natalia pronounce funnily at the same time.       “We want caress!” Edward and Terrence get capricious at the same time. “We want caress! Want! Want!”       “Stop, boys, you’re free!” Raquelle exclaims and makes a kicking gesture. “Get outta here! Get out, I said!”       “Play with each other a little,” Natalia advises.       “Yeah, while Natalia and I swim a little.” Raquelle moves her eyes to Natalia. “What do ya think, honey?”       “With pleasure, my sweetheart. I wanna know if the water is as good as we've been told.”       Natalia and Raquelle step far away from Edward and Terrence smiling shyly, who lean on the edge of the pool and watch what’s happening with interest, looking forward to unforgettable fun.       “On the three!” Raquelle suggests. “One…”       “Two…” Natalia continues, taking Raquelle’s hand.       “Three!” Natalia and Raquelle pronounce loudly.       Holding each other’s hands tightly, the girls jump in the pool with loud squeaks, while a big wave rises in the air and leaves wet paths on the chaise lounges and tables, and Terrence and Edward make happy whops and applaud. While the men start swimming to their sweetheart with hands and feet, the girls get up on the surface, cough quickly, and wipe their wet faces with their hands.       “Cool jump, cuties!” Terrence shows his thumb up.       “So, did ya change your mind and decide to join our fun?” Edward smiles slyly.       “Actually, nobody invited ya,” Natalia notices, leaning on the edge of the pool with her back. “We’re having a ladies’ party here.”       “We don’t need an invitation!” Terrence says with his head proudly raised. “We go against the rules and do what we love.”       “Ah, yeah, sorry, we forgot you didn’t have such wonderful words in your vocabulary,” Raquelle snaps with a sweet smile.       “So what?” Edward asks, swims to Natalia, and puts his arm around her neck. “As we understand, we agree to make a company for us?”       “We told you to play with each other not to feel bored,” Natalia replies. “And you could amuse us a little.”       “Aha, we laughed so hard as we watched your competition for the sassiest and most irresistible guy,” Raquelle adds, swimming to Terrence and pressing her back to his chest.       “And now let’s have a contest for the most irresistible couple,” Terrence suggests with his head proudly raised, putting his arm around Raquelle’s neck from behind. “And you and I will take the prize, obviously.”       “Ha, why would we take a victory?” Natalia asks surprisingly. “Actually, our couple is much cuter and more beautiful!”       “My little girl is telling the truth!” Edward agrees with a sly smile and kisses Natalia sweetly on her temple. “I didn’t doubt I would have the most delicious and sweetest candy.”       “Listen, girls, why do ya love watching men’s fights with such a great interest as you’re sitting aside?” Terrence resents. “Don’t ya wanna go to the ring and find out who’s the best?”       “M-m-m, female battles…” Edward purrs. “Excellent idea, bro! Hey, cuties! Show Terrence and me something epic, so we can watch you.”       “Girls don’t fight!” Raquelle states with her head proudly raised and rolls her eyes. “Unless a random bitch dares to put an eye on their men.”       “C'mon, dolls, show something good for our eyes,” Terrence says with a mysterious smile. “And we’ll record your battles on the video. And then I will publish it on Cameron’s accounts from her phone.”       “Don’t dare!” Natalia and Raquelle threaten at the same time and splash water over Terrence and Edward.       “Hey!” Edward and Terrence splash water back.       “So, if you wanna play, enjoy!” Natalia exclaims. “C’mon, friend!”       Taking Edward and Terrence by the hair, Natalia and Raquelle get their heads down underwater sharply and start holding them tightly, while they barely manage to hold their breath. But it’s not enough for too long, and the brothers start to twirl underwater and try to get up. Since the girls do not have a goal of drowning them, they let them get up and catch some air. But they have no time to relax because the ladies start splashing water over them, barely avoiding their attempts to attack them back, and thrilling with loud, contagious laughter along with them. At some moment, Raquelle and Natalia start a funny fight with Edward and Terrence, kicking them with hands and feet, while the men succumb to them literally all the time, not wishing to harm them and letting themselves take it out on each other only.       “I told you it would be funny together!” Edward exclaims and barely dodges with a squeak when Raquelle splashes water over him and grabs his hair tightly.       “Family is the best thing you can have in the world!” Terrence notices through a laugh, trying to splash water over Natalia, while she is strangling him as a joke with both hands.       “And now, pretty boys, let’s get down!” Raquelle says confidently.       “Yea-a-a-a-ah!” Natalia pronounces funnily.       This time, Terrence and Edward are much more prepared when Raquelle and Natalia get their heads down underwater again and start holding them by force. Holding their breath, they wave their hands and feet quietly with the thought that they have enough air. And while the girls are thrilling with laughter, Edward pokes Terrence on his shoulder with his finger to get his attention and starts showing something to him with gestures as if he comes up with a plan. Which his brother definitely likes, judging by his sly smile and confident nod. After sharing a brotherly handshake, the men start waiting for a much better moment to grab the girls by the feet and drag them down sharply. The ladies start resisting with loud shouts and waving their hands, holding by each other, but they end up underwater and have to take a little torture from the men, who tickle intensively their stomachs, hips, and the area under the chest. That’s why the girls spend their air quickly and get out of the trap by force to get up to the surface, cough, and catch a breath.       “Idiots!” Raquelle resents loudly and wipes her face with her hands after Edward and Terrence get up. “We almost choked!”       “Do you have no brains, idiots?” Natalia expresses her dissatisfaction as she coughs loudly.       “I dunno, I had a lot of fun!” Terrence smiles slyly.       “We’re an excellent team, brother!” Edward notices cheerfully. “We understand each other after just one word.”       “Gimme a five, kid!”       Terrence and Edward give each other a five with a wide smile. Raquelle and Natalia look at each other mysteriously and get down underwater quickly, while the men do not see.       “Hey, where are these cuties?” Terrence frowns strongly.       “I dunno, but it seems like they…” Edward wants to say and starts shouting loudly with widely open eyes and twirling when he feels that the ladies’ hands drag him down. “Hey! Hey! Hey, they’re dragging me down!”       “Ah, it’s tickling!” Terrence squeaks when someone’s fingers start tickling his rips underwater and grabs Edward’s arm tightly. “Hey, stop!”       The men do not realize how Natalia and Raquelle get up to the surface behind their backs and, putting their hands on their shoulders, get down sharply underwater, pulling both of them with them. That’s why Edward and Terrence have to protect themselves from the girls, who do not let them get up and keep torturing them with tickling and forcing them to spend the rest of the air in their lungs. And when the brothers manage to get up to the surface and, leaning on the edge of the pool with their hands, catch some breath, the friends attack them from behind again, pulling them by the hair and using a chokehold after they get super passionate.       “The beauties went wild!” Edward jabs with a heavy breath. “See what they’re doing. And you can’t the fuck stop them now.”       “Yeah, they’re so passionate,” Terrence agrees. “At first, they’re like, ‘no, I won’t do this’, but then even the ‘stop’ order won’t help.”       “We ain’t your dogs!” Raquelle and Natalia resent loudly and put Terrence and Edward under a strong wave of water that makes them get underwater at the same time and get up shortly.       “Calm down, girls, calm down,” Edward tries to calm down. “Breathe deeper.”       “You wanted to play with us,” Natalia recalls. “You got it! What’s the problem, I don’t understand?”       “It’s dishonest!” Terrence resents. “We’re playing a one-way street!”       “It’s too late to resent, guys!” Raquelle exclaims. “There’s no way back!”       Again, Natalia and Raquelle start fighting with Edward and Terrence hand in hand, helping each other at times, and putting someone under a double attack. They also use kicks with hands and feet, attempt to get their opponent underwater, and tickling that the men, as the ladies know, cannot take. Nevertheless, when the girls see that they have calmed down a little, they let them catch some air and have a rest at this moment. However, not for too long not to let them relax.       “Okay, boys, now we wanna ride you!” Natalia says funnily.       “C’mon, come here, pretty boys!” Raquelle jabs.       With these words, Raquelle and Natalia get Edward and Terrence underwater and jump on their shoulders, making the men put their feet on the bottom of the pool.       “So, you wanted female battles – we’ll give it to you!” Raquelle states.       “Of course, it’s not what you have in your wet fantasies, but still,” Natalia adds.       “Yeah, but I didn’t plan to participate in it,” Edward notices. “I thought I would be a viewer.”       “We wanted to lie on the chaise lounges, spread our legs aside, and drink something cold, while you’re showing us a show,” Terrence adds.       “Less talk, more action!” Raquelle demands and kicks Terrence with her feet. “Move your butts, MacClife!”       “Why are ya showing off, horse?” Natalia surprises and does the same thing to Edward. “Move on!”       “We’re in trouble…” Edward pronounces funnily with a chuckle.       “It’s okay, the girls will show us a funny show now,” Terrence smiles slyly. “Why we’re the ones who fight all the time.”       “The loser is the one who’s gonna fall first!” Natalia raises her hand.       “Deal!” Raquelle agrees.       Thrilling with defeating laughter, Natalia and Raquelle start fighting funnily hand in hand, and trying to push each other and make the other fall in the water. Edward and Terrence hold their girls on their shoulders, holding them by their legs and trying to deal with such a hard mission as the attempt not to fall along with them. However, despite the men’s wish to watch the real female battle, the girls are not obsessed with a sense of competition and just have pleasure from what’s happening. Although they fight hand in hand, none of them tries to push the opponent into the water and tells their men to strike each other down to take a victory in this battle.       “Hey, why are ya fighting like babies?” Terrence surprises. “It’s dishonest!”       “Yeah, grab each other’s hair for some time,” Edward encourages. “Let your fight be real. So, we get tons of emotions.”       “You’re the ones who compete and are jealous all the time!” Raquelle replies. “You can’t live a day without sorting your relationship out.”       “Exactly!” Natalia exclaims.       “I ain’t jealous!” Terrence and Edward protest at the same time.       “Hey, MacClife, stand straight! I’m about to fall!”       “Why did ya go so far?” Raquelle resents. “I can’t reach her!”       While Natalia and Raquelle are busy fighting with each other and almost fall into the water multiple times under the pressure of their opponent, Edward and Terrence holding them on their shoulders just thrill with laughter and sometimes cough due to the water that gets into their mouth and noses. However, at some moment, both girls start to understand they lose the balance and grab each other’s arms tightly. But they do not make it in the end and fall into the water with deafening shouts, pulling the men after them. And when they get up to the surface quickly, fix their wet hair, and wipe their faces with their hands, the four people start thrilling with laughter and splashing some water over each other, breathing a little heavily due to the nice tiredness and forgetting about all the bad things that have lately been happening by this moment.       

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      Meanwhile, Anna comes back home after going to a food shop and buying something she needed to cook a special dish for dinner. When she pays the taxi driver, who brought her right to the gates, and thanks him for a wonderful trip, the girl takes a filled packet, leaves the salon, and watches the yellow car turn around and leave the territory. Then she comes to the high gate, unlocks it, and closes it when she enters the territory of the house and comes to the hall door that she opens with no problems with a key on a little ring she always has in her bag.       When she enters the living room, Ana finds out that there is nobody here, and Daniel does not kind of hear that she is back. Thinking he is up and would go down to her anyway, she goes to the kitchen quietly and spends some time taking the food from the packet and putting everything on the shelves or the refrigerator. Next, the girl goes to the bathroom and washes her hands with liquid soap, not forgetting to look in the mirror and slightly fix her loose, little wavy hair that falls on her shoulders with the thought that it’s time to go to a hair salon and cut the edges.       Wiping her hands with a towel so they are dry, Anna leaves the bathroom, goes to the living room, and looks around quickly. She puffs the pillows lying on the sofas, decides to put the remote control on the coffee table, and fills the empty glassy bowl with salt crackers she takes from the pack she just bought. Next, the girl slightly raises the jalousie on all the windows to let in much more light in the room and smiles shyly when she sees some of them are open because she loves the air that gets in all the time.       The girl spent too much time getting rid of the trash that Daniel left all the time. But now he tries to clean everything and not to throw his things everywhere. Yes, he still does not consider cleanness something important. But the man completely understands that his sweetheart does not like dirt and mess. That’s why he does everything she asks him to do, wishing to show that her wishes mean a lot to her, and he wants and can make her happy. Being satisfied with it, Anna smiles shyly and notices that there are no crumbs on the sofas, the table, and the floor, and those who live in this house forgot about the ash of cigarettes a long time ago.       At some moment, Anna glances at the stairs because she hears someone’s steps that are getting louder. She sees Daniel getting down quietly and holding a clean towel in his hand. She immediately notices that he is walking into the house in black pants with elastic and showing his naked torso, the sight of which is a reason for a stopped breath after his long and hard workouts at the gym class. At first, the man thinks about something, but when he sees his girlfriend in front of him, he smiles at her shyly, spreading his shoulders immediately and sucking in his stomach.       “Oh, Anna, are you back!” Daniel pronounces surprisingly, putting the towel on the sofa.       “I just did,” Anna replies with a shy smile.       “Sorry, I didn’t hear ya.” Daniel comes to Anna and kisses her sweetly on her cheek. “I was a little busy on the up.”       “I can make you happy ‘cause tonight’s dinner is gonna be super special.”       “M-m-m, I wonder why?” Daniel smiles mysteriously. “Are ya gonna cook something delicious?”       “Super delicious. Something you’ve never eaten before. I’m sure you’re gonna love it. If you taste it once, you’ll never forget it.”       “It’s impossible to forget what’s cooked with your tender and caring hands.”       Daniel takes Anna’s hands and kisses sweetly both of them, while the girl gets a slight blush on her cheeks, and her eyes are full of a bright gloss.       “So, I don’t recommend you fill your stomach with dry food and save some space for my new dish,” Anna insists. “Because you will ask much more, one hundred percent.”       “M-m-m, you’re teasing me so hard,” Daniel pronounces in a much lower voice. “Though we’re so far from dinner.”       “Preparing you in advance. Because you aren’t ready for this for sure.”       “Nevertheless, I’m looking forward.” Daniel grabs Anna by the waist with both arms. “I can’t wait to know how my girl is gonna make me happy tonight.”       “Wait for a while, my lion,” Anna replies in a quiet, low voice with a mysterious smile, caressing Daniel’s cheek tenderly. “You’ll know everything soon.”       “Okay, I will be waiting.”       “By the way, can I ask you where you’re gonna go in such a beautiful look?”       Anna puts her hands on her hips, looking at Daniel quickly from head to foot.       “Don’t tell me you’re gonna go outside half-naked.”       “What’s wrong?” Daniel smiles innocently and sticks out his chest, showing his naked torso with an undisguised pride. “Everyone would drool if they saw such a gorgeous body.”       “Actually, there’s just one person who can see this gorgeous body,” Anna says confidently.       “The one who used to be super shy of it?”       “The one who wasn’t ready to see such a masterpiece. That makes me feel hot.”       “Trust me, babe, I can’t stop admiring myself when I see myself in the mirror.” Daniel runs his hand over his stomach and claps on it slightly. “Of course, I’ve always been a hot guy, but thanks to all these hard workouts in the gym class, my sexuality has grown much more.”       “M-m-m, can’t argue with it…” Anna bites her bottom lip and walks her fingers shyly over Daniel’s chest. “Can’t argue…”       “And I chose the girl that would fit me.”       Daniel leaves a tender kiss on Anna’s cheek and runs his lips over the area behind her ear, making her smile blissfully.       “Hey, pretty boy, don’t avoid the answer,” Anna says determinedly and puts her arms around Daniel’s waist. “Speak out who you’re gonna seduce with such a gorgeous view.”       “Relax, princess, I ain’t gonna seduce anyone,” Daniel replies and caresses Anna’s cheeks with both hands. “I just wanna take a shower.”       “Take a shower?” Anna smiles mysteriously as she gets a bright fire in her eyes.       “Yeah. And I need to wash my hair.” Daniel runs his fingers through his hair. “It’s dirty now.”       “Good thing,” Anna nods in approval. “Having a deal with someone who smells a tasty shower gel is a wonderful thing.”       “Of course, I don’t insist on anything, but if you want, you can help me a little.” Daniel putting his hands on Anna’s back and pressing her much closer to himself leaves a few short, teasing kisses on her lips. “It would be great if you washed my back with a washcloth.”       “M-m-m, wash your back?”       “I can’t reach some areas and wash them enough. But you could help me a lot.”       “Well, I don’t even know…” Anna rolls her eyes dreamily. “I don’t know…”       “I don’t force you to do anything! If you don’t want or have something more important, I can do this on my own.”       “So, are you gonna be clean and smell well by dinner?”       “Since you’re talking about the delicious dinner, I must go take a shower and clean my feathers a little.”       “You’ve got a lot of time, don’t worry.”       “So, do you want to help me wash my back?”       “I dunno yet.”       “Okay! I ain’t insist!”       Daniel gets Anna involved in a continuous kiss on the lips, during which he pulls them tenderly, squeezes them, and sucks them, hearing her heavy breath and feeling how fast the girl’s heart is beating through her chest. At some moment, the man slides down smoothly to one of the curves of the neck of his sweetheart, leaving a few long, exciting kisses on it and making her close her eyes and please his ear with her sensual moans.       “But if you change your mind, I’ll be waiting for you in the shower.”       “I doubt I’m gonna have a lot of time to think about it,” Anna assumes.       “Yeah, you’ve got a little. A little time to use an amazing chance to feel the warmth of the hot horse.”       Daniel grabs Anna’s earlobe tenderly and sucks it. Then he runs his lips slowly over her auricle and kisses the area behind it. That’s why the girl starts shaking slightly and pressing as closely to the man as possible, while his body is spreading burning heat.       “So, I advise you to think fast,” Daniel says in a much lower and quieter voice, runs his half-open mouth over the curve on Anna’s neck, and squeezes tenderly some part of her skin along with her powerless moan. “Who knows when you have such a unique chance.”       “I’m gonna have many, many, many…” Anna replies with a sly smile. “Very many…”       Putting her arms around Daniel’s neck, Anna leaves a few short kisses on his lips and looks into his eyes with tenderness, while he puts his hands on her buttocks with a wide smile.       “So, am I leaving?” Daniel breaks the silence shyly.       “What if I don’t let ya go?” Anna purrs.       “But, beautiful… Let me go, please…”       “Fine! First, you felt me up and kissed me, but now you’re gonna get out!”       “I didn’t do too much!” Daniel leaves a few exciting kisses on another curve of Anna’s neck. “I wanted to kiss my girlfriend – I came and kissed.”       “Did someone let you?” Anna surprises.       “I let myself do it!”       Daniel brings his face to Anna’s lips for a more assertive kiss, to which she answers powerlessly, not being able to hold down her sensual sighs, and understanding that she feels dizzy under the influence of the emotions that this man makes her feel.       “Resisting such an attractive baby is just impossible,” Daniel says.       “Hey, Daniel, I think you wanted to take a shower,” Anna recalls, steps away from Daniel with a shy smile, and comes to the sofa. “Go then! I ain’t holding you anymore!”       “Alright, you got it!”       Daniel takes the towel from the sofa and puts it over his shoulder.       “I’ll be back soon. Very soon.”       “Make sure your feathers gloss from cleanness when you get out.”       “As you want, my princess.”       After coming to Anna and hugging her with one arm, Daniel kisses her tenderly on the cheek.       “But remember that my suggestion is actual until I leave the shower. Before this moment, you still have time to change your mind.”       Anna says nothing and just smiles shyly as she gets a slight blush on her cheeks. Daniel looks at his sweetheart with tenderness, turns around, and comes to the stairs to get to the second floor. The girl watches him. To be clear, she stares at his tough naked back and wide shoulders, feeling that the fire burns inside her at the thought that she could rub them with a washcloth and cover them with tender kisses. But when the man hides on the corner on the second floor, the girl wakes up and looks around the whole living room a little hesitantly, trying to remember what she wanted to do before he came because she forgot everything after just a couple of dizzying kisses from him.       In parallel, Anna spends time moving some things slightly placed on the table so they look beautiful and putting all the old magazines that the lovers may check out at times when they have nothing to do in a bunch. Also, she quickly wipes the dust off with a wet rag after she runs her finger over the surface of one of the tables and horrifies at the thin layer of dirt on it. And she gets busy with this thing more and more, cleaning almost all the suffering in the end. When she washes the rag and leaves it where it always lies, the girl slightly fixes the white, transparent tulle that opens slightly every window here. And she pays attention to one of them that was broken and replaced after the arrest of Norman and Julian Potter.       It makes Anna move her eyes to one of the holes on the wall that also reminds her of the time she wants to forget so badly. And then she sees the other ones on the ceiling. A couple of broken ceilings on the big chandelier also makes her think of that case. Nevertheless, the girl does not run after Daniel and tells him to fix everything immediately and get rid of what reminds her of the worst time in her life. She completely understands that the man has too much to do and does not want to load him much more, thinking he will do everything when he thinks he should and when he has a lot of free time.       However, Anna does not get stuck on all these holes for a long time and, coughing quickly and raising her head, comes to the stairs and gets up to the second floor. Walking down the hall, she hears the sounds of water not far from her and understands that Daniel is already in the bathroom and doing his business, And when she goes by the closed door that leads to the room of Cassidy, who is currently getting therapy from a drug dependence, the girl understands she has not visited her for ages and is missing the younger sister of her boyfriend, who she managed to get along with. And she smiles shyly, being happy that the sweet girl managed to get out of the hole where she ended up at a very young age after her parents’ death.       When she is in front of the door that leads to the room of Daniel and her, Anna opens it and closes it when she enters it. A slight wind that gets into here through the open window caresses her face nicely, making her smile slightly. And it keeps touching her skin with its tender, imponderable touches, while she enters the dressing room to put on something light and sexual so she can feel beautiful and make her sweetheart glance at her with admiration. In the end, the girl chooses a light green, short, silky robe that she puts on her naked body. And at some moment, Anna laughs shyly as she thinks about Daniel’s confession about sleeping with it and holding it when they almost broke up. When he accidentally found what she forgot to take when rushing to leave his house as soon as possible under the bed.       After putting on this robe, Anna comes to the full-length mirror and looks at herself, and notices silently that she really looks gorgeous. She smiles slightly as she takes off an elastic from her head, lets her hair down, and puffs it slightly, while it barely covers her small breasts. However, despite being criticized for this, the girl has never been worried about not having a bigger size and has always been happy with her body. And thanks to Daniel’s endless support, she managed to get back her love for herself after Julian’s cruel criticism literally showered her with mud and made her feel undeveloped and ugly. And Anna believes her boyfriend truly. He does not lie to her. Because she is really beautiful.       A sweet baby face with no makeup, bright green expressive eyes, a careful nose, pink lips of a perfect form, smooth, tender peach skin with no flaws. A swan’s neck, a slim waist, rounded hips, slim legs, tiny wrists, long fingers… Anna looks at all of this with true admiration, telling herself silently that she is beautiful and cannot let anyone make her doubt it. This thought makes her mood much better, and she raises her head proudly and spreads her shoulders as she looks at her reflection, which smiles at her back.       At some moment, Anna recalls Daniel’s suggestion and understands that she would not mind doing much more than just washing his back with a washcloth and leaving. She wants him… She wants him right there, in a shower. And thinking about it once, the girl cannot hold herself down anymore. So, Seymour looks at herself in the mirror for the last time, fixes her hair slightly, and leaves the room in a quick step. The bathroom is behind the nearest door, behind which she can hear the sounds. Not hesitating for a second, Anna opens the door carefully and enters it, feeling that she gets hot because the steam that filled the entire room due to the hot water.       The walls and the floor of the small bathroom are made of white tiles, and gallogen lamps placed on the ceiling light up every corner brightly. A gilded holder with a couple of towels and black pants is hanging near the sink that literally shines from cleanness and is installed into a small rack, on which there is the automatic dispenser for liquid soap and a transparent plate with a pale-yellow piece of soap that smells incredibly. There are no water spots on the chromium faucet because it gets regularly cleaned with a special detergent. And a big mirror hanging on the wall under the rack is now steamed due to the hot temperature in the air. There is also a perfectly clean toilet, next to which there is a special holder for toilet paper.       A soft, puffy light gray rag is lying on the floor in front of the big shower cabin so nobody slips on the tiles after leaving it. But even though the transparent glass of it is now steamed, Anna can clearly see the silhouette of the body of Daniel, who is washing his head carefully with shampoo. At some moment, he cleans it with a showerhead placed above him, not caring that the water is hot enough. Besides, the girl can hear the man singing quietly a random song under his nose, even though he sometimes takes high notes, giving his heart and soul to this thing. And Perkins makes Anna laugh quietly when he takes a bottle of shower gel and uses it as a microphone as he keeps singing with no shyness and making figure eight hip circles energetically.       “Now I see why you’re always stuck here for two hours…” Anna thinks. “Everything is clear about you, Perkins…”       Daniel keeps dancing and singing as he adds some shower gel to the washcloth and starts washing all the parts of his body carefully, not missing a chance to play with foam. Then, Anna decides to let him know about her, closing the door and coming further into the bathroom determinedly. As the man hears the sound of the closed lock, he wipes the glass with his hand, looks into the hole, and sees his sweetheart watching him with a sweet smile.       “M-m-m, you’ve come…” Daniel pronounces with a smug smile.       “I’ve come,” Anna confirms.       “So, are you interested in my incredible suggestion?” Daniel keeps washing his body with the washcloth.       “I would say so…”       “You’re in time, baby/ I just washed my head and started to wash my body.”       “Start…” Anna pronounces in a much lower and more seductive voice. “Start it, my darling…”       “There’s one funny thing: it’s hard to make yourself go take a shower, and it’s hard to get out of here. You’re like, ‘Damn, I'm so lazy to wash myself! I think I’ll do this tomorrow.’ But when you did it, after all, and started to wash yourself, you think, ‘Ah, it’s so good! I’d spend an eternity here! Don’t let me out of here!’”       “You’re right. It’s really hard. Though, I’m still surprised that you can wash yourself in such hot water.”       “C’mon, sweetie, what hot water? Hey! It’s still warm water yet. Literally cold.”       “Aha, it’s so warm that all the glasses are steamed.”       “They are because I’m too hot. I do spread so much heat.”       “Hard to argue… Hard…”       With these words, Anna comes confidently to the closed shower cabin and opens the door slowly. She immediately gets a bright fire in her eyes when she sees the naked and wet from head to foot Daniel, who reacts to this thing with a little confused chuckle, covering the bottom of his body with his hands.       “Hey, I’m actually naked here!” Daniel exclaims.       “Who cares?” Anna smiles innocently and bites her lip slightly, while her eating eyes slide over every part of Daniel’s body, and she unconsciously releases a quiet moan at the sight of the well-trained muscles on the man’s arms, stomach, and back. “You’re naked… But you’re so hot…”       “M-m-m, you’re so blush,” Daniel notices in a much lower voice, puts the washcloth aside, and washes off the foam left from the shower gel. “My baby is very shy, but she’s so curious…”       “I reflected on your suggestion a little. And…” Anna leans on the wall of the shower cabin with her side. “It seemed very interesting to me.”       “I knew you’d change your mind. My kisses can’t leave you indifferent. Though I ain’t surprised. Because I'm a king of kisses.”       “Yeah, you, asshole, left me hungry. You caressed me a little and ran away.”       “Good things in small, princess.”       Daniel slaps Anna playfully on her nose with his wet finger.       “A little bit now, a little bit later… And… You possess the mind of your beloved person. So, they can’t think about anything else but you.”       “I can’t really think…” Anna replies in a low voice. “Can’t think about anything but you.”       “I know, babe. Not thinking about me is the impossible mission.”       “And you know, Daniel… Just washing your back with a washcloth and leaving wouldn’t be so interesting. It’s a matter of a few seconds.”       “M-m-m, you’ve got a better idea?” Daniel smiles mysteriously.       “I’d say so. Moreover, I’m having such a playful mood today…” Anna moves her eyes down shyly for a second, moving her thigh slightly aside so that it’s half-naked. “I wanna play a little dirty…”       “That’s how…” Daniel purrs, moving his curious glance to the thigh of Anna that is barely covered with her robe.       “Oh, gosh, it’s so hot here!” Anna sighs sensually, waving at herself with her hand. “It’s unbearably hot… I can’t take it anymore… I’ve gotta take off just something.”       Not stopping to look into Daniel’s eyes, Anna unties the belt of her robe slowly and smiles slyly, while he stares at her and literally stops breathing. It seems like she makes him suffer on purpose, doing everything like it’s a slow motion. And when the girl deals with the belt, she spreads slowly the edges of her robe and takes it off her shoulders with no hesitation, letting the tender silk slide over her slim legs and fall to the floor. The man opens his eyes immediately with the thought that every single muscle starts cramping up, while his pupils dilate, and he makes a sound full of admiration at the sight of his absolutely naked sweetheart, who raises her head proudly, spreads her shoulders, sticks out her breasts, and sucks in her stomach.       While Daniel smiles, showing all of his twenty-two teeth and letting his eyes run chaotically over the whole naked female body, Anna steps over the robe lying on the floor and enters confidently the shower cabin as she literally looks into his soul with her piercing eyes. And when she comes closely to him, the man starts breathing heavily with a sense of irresistible tension in his groin and a right blush on his face.       “Hey, whatcha doing?” Daniel asks sheepishly with a slight smile in a little hoarse voice.       “Sh-h-h…” Anna pronounces quietly, putting her finger on Daniel’s lips. “Nothing. Say nothing.”       “Erm… I…”       “Relax, sweetie, I’m doing nothing yet,” Anna pronounces quietly, bringing her face very closely to Daniel’s face and looking into his eyes or at his lips. “Nothing at all… But for a while. Because I am losing control. You’re driving me crazier and crazier.”       “Erm… I actually wanted to wash myself…”       “Me too…” Anna runs her thumb over Daniel’s lips. “I wanna wash myself, too.”       “You’re acting like you’re hungry.”       “Yeah, I’m hungry. Really hungry. I’m dying of how hungry I am.”       Grabbing Daniel’s red face tightly and pressing her boyfriend tightly to the wall, Anna gets him in a continuous, passionate kiss on the lips, during which she moans sensually and breathes heavily enough. The man gets a little confused because of this surprise, but he answers to this gesture with pleasure, placing his hands on the girl’s back and pressing her closely to himself. She greedily bites, licks, and pulls both of his lips, while hot water is still falling over them and wetting the girl from head to feet after she entered here.       “What did ya come up with?” Daniel asks in between kisses in a low, quiet, and deep voice.       “Nothing…” Anna purrs and runs her hand over Daniel’s chest, while the tip of her tongue caresses his auricle tenderly. “I just want you…”       “Right now?”       “A really wonderful moment.” Anna runs her fingertips over Daniel’s nipples slowly. “Sex in the shower is really exciting.”       “Watched too many shows?”       “Just can’t stop the flow of my fantasies.”       Anna runs her half-open mouth over the curve of Daniel’s neck and squeezes tenderly some of the wet parts of the skin on it.       “Can’t resist such a sexy and hot man.”       “Oh, damn, Anna…” Daniel moans quietly with a blissful smile, leaning on the wall with the back of his head. “What are you doing?”       “What you’re dreaming about. What you want but don’t know yet you want.”       Anna connects her lips with Daniel’s lips again for a much cheekier kiss, starting to use her tongue, which she runs slowly over his palate. Pressing herself too closely to his wet, naked body, she can feel how something tough and tense gets into her abdomen and keeps seducing the man with the thought that she is going on the right way.       “Oh, Daniel, you’re incredible!” Anna pronounces with enjoyment and leaves a few short kisses on Daniel’s chest, letting her thighs rub against the man’s groin on purpose. “You’re freaking hot… I want you so bad…”       “You’re especially playful today,” Danie purrs with a wide smile and shakes sharply when he feels that Anna’s tender lips suck his nipples, and the tip of her tongue stimulates them with teasing movements. “Oh, damn, stop it…”       “I will.” Anna taking Daniel by the nape of his neck brings her face close to his face and looks into his eyes with a heavy breath. “When you make me scream from pleasure and finish.”       Anna leaves an assertive kiss on Daniel’s lips, grabbing tightly his wet hair with her fingers, and runs her tongue over the front of his neck with a loud moan. At this moment, her second caress slides confidently over the male torso, caresses his naked thigh, and does not reach his groin on purpose when it’s just a few centimeters away from it.       “You surprise me more and more every day,” Daniel confesses in a little hoarse voice.       “Don’t play shy, it doesn’t fit you at all,” Anna advises, rubs the rest of the foam on Daniel’s whole torso, and laughs shyly at his surprised, red face he gets after she sinks her nails into his buttocks. “My Daniel is a sassy and determined man, who nobody and nothing can stop.”       “I am.” Daniel hugs Anna by the waist and runs his hands over her straight back. “I am a sassy guy who doesn’t know what rules are.”       “Take me, then, my lion! Show me what I will never forget.”       “You leave me no choice. With your appearance. Your actions. Everything you have.”       “You don’t have it, sweetheart.” Anna scratches Daniel’s back slightly with her nails and runs the tip of her tongue over the curve of his neck, seeing that the man’s eyes are now full of an uncontrolled fire. “You either fuck me or… You fuck me.”       “You thought about it well?” Daniel specifies, running his hands through Anna’s hair. “If you don’t stop, I won’t be responsible for myself.”       “You think I didn’t think about it before I stripped down and entered the shower cabin?”       “You didn’t. You didn’t think I wouldn’t be able to be quiet if my girlfriend was standing in front of me like this and seducing me so hard.”       “No, if you don’t want it, I don’t make ya,” Anna replies, running her finger shyly over Daniel’s chest. “I don't want you to say I wanna rape you. Report me to the police. No… I ain’t need it.”       “M-m-m, you decided to run to your hole after you teased the lion?”       Daniel gets Anna involved in a passionate, continuous kiss on the lips, during which he runs his tongue determinedly in her mouth and lets it slide slowly around her tongue, making her give him a much more sensual and continuous moan caused by the sweet, tormenting tension in her abdomen.       “You can’t do this, babe.” Daniel runs his thumb over Anna’s lips while she sucks it at some moment. “Since you provoke me, you must go ‘till the very end.”       “I haven’t done anything yet,” Anna replies with an innocent smile, pressing her body closely to Daniel’s body and running her fingers through his hair, looking into the man’s eyes with some kind of challenge. “But you’re so restless.”       “Nothing? Are you serious?”       “I haven’t tasted the main course yet. And I haven’t done with the snack.”       After standing behind Daniel’s back, Anna puts her arms around his waist tightly and puts her hands on his chest, while the lady's soft lips cover generously his shoulders and the nape of his neck with short kisses. While the man himself shakes with a heavy breath after feeling exciting touches to his skin and tenses all his muscles unconsciously, enjoying the way his girlfriend lets him know that she admires every cell of the body of her boyfriend with her tongue, kisses, and caresses.       “Oh, Daniel, you’re so stunning!” Anna pronounces with true admiration and runs her hands tenderly over Daniel’s back and arms. “What arms… What back…”       Anna puts her hands on Daniel’s chest again and runs them over his whole torso, feeling his tough muscles very well.       “I am starting to shake at the sight of such a masterpiece,” Anna whispers in Daniel’s ear and burns the skin on his neck with a hot breath. “And I feel dizzy. And how wet it is between my legs now…”       When she leaves a couple of short kisses on the area behind his ear, Anna squeezes slightly the tiniest area of the skin on the curve of Daniel’s neck with her teeth and sucks it tenderly like a vampire with quiet moans. At this moment, her hands slide around the male chest, and her fingers stimulate confidently his tough nipples and squeeze his throat tightly but tenderly a little later.       “Relax, my Apollo, don’t be so tense,” Anna advises determinedly, runs the tip of her tongue tenderly over the area behind Daniel’s ear, and lets her second hand get down and down his stomach. “Think of good things only. Think of me. About how good you feel next to me.”       “More than just good…” Daniel pronounces with a blissful smile and a heavy breath in a low, hoarse voice, leaning on the glassy wall of the shower cabin with his hands.       “I know, Daniel… I know…”       When she pronounces the last words in a seducing whisper, Anna moves her hands down to Daniel’s groin with no hesitation and massages his penis slightly, making him breathe much heavier and make a couple of quiet moans full of eternal pleasure.       “Oh, yay, babe, keep going…” Daniel purrs. “Don’t stop…”       “M-m-m, it’s so tough, it’s so tense…” Anna notices with a sly smile and pulls Daniel’s ear tenderly with her teeth, literally making him feel in heaven by stimulating his nipples and penis at the same time. “I wanna feel it much better…”       “You make me powerless… Leave me no choice… Resisting is worthless.”       “Why would you resist the pleasure?” Anna runs the tip of her tongue playfully over Daniel’s auricle. “Why would you save it for later when you can relax to the fullest now?”       “M-m-m… Does it mean you ain’t gonna play hard-to-reach today?”       “Maybe, next time.”       After turning Daniel sharply on herself and pressing herself closely to his hot and wet body, Anna kisses her boyfriend’s greedily on the lips, which she pulls slightly, bites, and licks with a loud breath. The girl does not mind the man’s hands sliding over her back up and down or the curves of her waist and squeezing her tough buttocks tightly, with pleasure. She also lets her hands and fingers stroke his hair and caress his face, neck, shoulders, chest, stomach, and hips, and runs her tongue confidently over Perkins’ palate, letting it fight with his tongue at some moment.       “You’re crazy, Seymour…” Daniel laughs playfully with a heavy breath and pulls Anna’s hair slightly with his fingers, while she caresses his neck with her lips. “Just crazy…”       “A bad boy can’t have a good girl,” Anna notices in a hoarse voice and leaves a few kisses on the front of Daniel’s neck with sensual moans, putting her hand on his chest, through which she can feel his fast heartbeat. “You got what you wanted to get.”       “Yeah…” Daniel presses Anna much closer to himself, putting his hand on the small of her back. “I dreamed of a girl like you. Dreamed…”       “And I never thought there could be such a perfect man in the world.” Anna presses her chest closer to Daniel’s chest and rubs against it tenderly, seeing him shake and tense all his muscles after a slight contact of their tough nipples. “So hot… So sexy… With such an attractive smell…”       Anna leaves a few kisses on Daniel’s collarbones and gets down and down very slowly, paying attention to his chest that rises and lowers frequently enough, caressing his tough nipples with her lips and sucking them, and running her hands over his stomach that he sucks in. The man himself presses his back to the wall with a sense of light dizziness, runs his hand over his hair, and, closing his eyes from pleasure, while the flow of hot water gets right on his face that is red from excitement, and slides down his naked body with big drops. The girl squats down, while her lips slide tenderly over the male torso, reaching his tough penis that spreads the heat and making him tense all his muscles to the pain. She pleases her sweetheart with pleasure by caressing his genital organ with the fingertips of her long fingers and leaves a long, teasing kiss a few centimeters away from it and under his navel.       “Yay, babe, yay…” Daniel enjoys, presses Anna closer to himself, grabbing her by the back of her head, and pulls her hair slightly. “Keep doing this… Oh, yay, hellcat…”       But Anna is not going to go so far with the thought that it’s not time yet. She gets up and gets him involved in a much cheekier and hotter kiss, running her tongue over both of his lips, squeezing them slightly with her teeth, and sucking them intensely. The heated man answers her back, squeezing tightly his girlfriend’s buttocks and breasts with his fingers in passion, and she moans into his mouth loudly and sensually, suffering from a slight dizziness and understanding that the crazy fast rhythm of her heartbeat echoes in her temples.       “M-m-m, you’re especially hot today!” Daniel purrs with a wide smile and takes the initiative, squeezing Anna’s jaw slightly, grabbing her by the back of her head, and showing his incredible skills of kisses that make her feel an all-embracing ecstasy. “M-m-m… Anna… My Anna…”       “Your kisses make me lose my mind,” Anna pronounces powerlessly.       “And I lose my mind because of everything about you. Everything you’re doing to me.”       When Anna presses her thighs to the wall, bending her back strongly, Daniel covers generously her super-sensitive to his caress neck with kisses that are different in length and pressure. In parallel, he covers her small, careful breast with his hand and squeezes it with his fingers tenderly, making her stick out this part of her body much more and start making forward movements with her thighs.       “Oh, my God…” Anna leans her head back and rolls her eyes at the thought that a powerful electric wave gets through her body.       “Quiet, quiet, sweetheart, quiet…” Daniel whispers with a sly smile and leaves a few short kisses on Anna’s lips along with her long-lasting moans, while both of his hands massage the lady’s breasts intensively.       “Take me…” Anna bites her bottom lip strongly. “Take me… Right now…”       “With pleasure, my princess. Just wait for a while.”       “Please, Daniel…”       “I don’t wanna rush.” Daniel sucks tenderly on Anna’s tough nipples with his lips. “I wanna enjoy your body enough. Your naked body, the beauty of which literally hypnotizes me.”       “Don’t torture me… I want you…”       “I’m dying of how much I want you, too. But I want you to keep begging me much more.”       “I’m all yours! Do anything you want to me. Anything that would make both of us feel good.”       “I don’t see something that burns much more than fire or a hot pepper in your eyes.” Daniel sets his piercing look on the eyes of Anna breathing heavily, while she gets a bright blush on her cheeks. “Yes, of course, you’re full of fire. But I need more. Much more.”       Leaning on the wall with his hands and pressing himself as closely to Anna as possible, Daniel leaves a few kisses on the area behind her ears that he caresses tenderly with his lips and burns with his hot breath. Then he runs the tip of his tongue over the curve of the lady’s neck and cools this area with a cold breath, making her have goosebumps on her skin and a one-moment stop of the heart. The man pays attention to the female breasts again, caressing them tenderly, massaging them intensively, covering them with kisses, and sucks her tough nipples, caresses them with his tongue, and sucks them in and sucks out. And the more sensually and louder the girl sighs, the more assertive his actions become.       “Again, again…” Anna whines. “Please, more…”       “Okay, my baby,” Daniel smiles mysteriously, runs his fingers around Anna’s breasts and nipples that he stimulates with his thumbs. “Okay…”       Daniel squats down and covers Anna’s belly with short kisses, not forgetting to caress it with his hands. While the girl leans her head back with closed eyes and grabs the man’s hair tightly with her fingers, while his hands are holding her confidently by the buttocks.       “How much my girl likes it…” Daniel notices in a low voice and touches her abdomen, literally a few centimeters away from the crotch, tenderly with his lips. “How excited she is…”       While Daniel gets up on his feet, Anna stands under the flow of hot water and washes her red face a little. At this moment, the man comes to her from behind, grabs her tightly by the throat, and presses the girl breathing heavily against himself, feeling the heat of her naked body immediately and swallowing nervously when his genital organ gets into her buttocks.       “My baby loves when it’s much hotter…” Daniel leaves a short kiss on the curve of Anna’s neck and runs the tip of his tongue playfully over the area behind her ear, seeing that she shakes slightly. “She loves…”       “Your tricks make me powerless,” Anna replies in a hoarse, low voice. “I’m losing control of me…”       “Nobody forces you to do anything, Anna. You came to me by yourself. You wanted to feel all my love.”       With these words, Daniel runs his hands chaotically over Anna’s belly, squeezes her breasts with pressure with both hands, and bites tenderly the thin skin on the curve of the lady’s neck. While the girl herself leans her head back, leaning on his shoulder with the back of her head, and makes unconsciously back and forth movements with her thighs that rub against the male's groin with a sense of dizziness and shake in her whole body.       “And I’ll help you with it with pleasure. I won’t leave your efforts unnoticed.”       Daniel runs his fingertips over Anna’s labia, runs them in her vagina, and starts rubbing her tough clitoris slowly and very tenderly. That’s why the girl’s breath becomes much heavier, and she feels the goosebumps on her whole body, squeezing her thighs and sucking in her stomach.       “Quiet, quiet, dolly, don’t be so tense,” Daniel whispers in Anna’s ear. “It’s okay…”       “Please…” Anna pronounces in a begging whisper. “Please, Daniel…”       Daniel shuts Anna up with an assertive kiss on the lips, still squeezing her throat tightly and fastening the rhythm of the stimulation at some moment. Then she makes a long-lasting moan, feeling that she is literally breaking from a wish to come to the long-awaited final of a dream, and lets his tongue get into her mouth with no hesitation, and caresses it with her tongue.       “Even if you gave up without a fight this time, I’m really happy anyway,” Daniel says with a sly smile, runs his thumb over Anna’s open mouth, while she is breathing heavily, and kisses her tenderly on her neck, moving his free hand to the girl’s abdomen. “Happy to know you’re mine.”       “Always will be yours,” Anna exhales sensually, while Daniel caresses her throat with his fingertips, leans on his shoulder with the back of her head, and looks into his eyes with bedroom eyes. “Always…”       “Don’t ya still regret deciding to provoke me yet?”       “Maybe, you’ll shut up and fuck me, after all?” Anna asks boldly, turns sharply on Daniel, and presses him to the wall, grabbing him tightly by the throat, and presses herself closely to the man’s body. “It’s all on you if I don’t finish maximum in half an hour.”       “Maybe, we should wait ’til the evening?” Daniel smiles slyly. “Now we will warm up a little, but you’ll be screaming from pleasure tonight.”       “Are ya forcing me to do everything by myself? Or do you wanna be passive today? Want me to get into you?”       “I wouldn’t have anything against a quick blowjob. It would be so cool if your fingers and lips gave attention to my dick.”       “How? This?”       Looking into Daniel’s eyes closely, Anna moves her hand to the man’s penis and caresses it tenderly with her fingers, while he starts literally choking from a lack of air, presses the girl much closer to himself in passion with one arm, and squeezes her breast with his second hand.       “There’s no way back,” Anna says into Daniel’s lips. “I won’t leave until I get what I want.”       With these words, Anna steps away from Daniel slowly and pretends that she wants to leave the shower cabin, through the glassy door of which nothing can be seen.       “And now you won’t get away from so easily,” Daniel says confidently. “I won’t let you go!”       Daniel grabs Anna by the wrists, presses her sharply to the wall, and raises her hands above her head, pressing himself tightly to her body.       “Until I fuck you, I won’t calm down!” Daniel growls quietly into Anna’s mouth while she is breathing heavily. “I will get what I want. In any way. So, either get down to your knees or gimme your gorgeous ass to me. Or the front of you – depends on how you want me to fuck you.”       “I’m all yours, my lion,” Anna says determinedly with her head proudly raised, sticking out her breasts confidently, and bending her back. “Kiss me everywhere, feel me up as you want, and don’t forget to caress me with your tongue… Today I’m gonna be your cheeky slut.”       “Ar-r-r, hold on, bitch! You asked for trouble…”       Daniel brings his lips to Anna’s lips for a hot, assertive kiss that wakes up an uncontrolled fire inside her and makes her moan from this sweet torture that he puts her under. Later, the man slides to her neck, which he covers with exciting kisses and wet paths, coming back at times to bite tenderly her sweet lips or caress his girlfriend’s palate and tongue with his tongue. While she is showing she is now in ecstasy and bending like a snake after every single touch of the man's hands to her face, shoulders, breasts, belly, thighs, and the inside of them. The girl does not care about the nudity of her boyfriend, who feels literally more comfortable like this than in clothes, and her own nudity. She is not shy of showing her pleasure loudly when a shout full of enjoyment wants to get out, not forgetting that these things are normal and should not make her feel ashamed when she feels good in the strong arms of her beloved man.       Sensual moans get out of her mouth by themselves, and bliss is written on her bedroom eyes, wide smile, and any movement when the man’s hands squeeze the lady’s breasts like a boss, his fingers rub her nipples, and his lips and tongue suck and caress them tenderly. When the girl does the same things to the male one and sends electric waves underneath the skin of his stomach, the muscles of which are squeezing nicely, with her fingertips. In passion, Anna scratches Daniel’s back with her nails and sinks her teeth tightly into the skin on his neck when his fingers slide down to her labia and awakens a much more passionate side inside her with slow, teasing circular movements. And she pulls his hair painfully when he comes back to her breasts and neck and burns her cheeks and the areas behind her ears with his hot breath. The girl runs her free hand over her boyfriend’s abdomen and caresses his penis for just two seconds, seeing that his bedroom eyes are getting more full of primitive passion and frantic wish to possess this beauty, who seems much sexier and hotter now.       At some moment, Daniel breathing heavily presses Anna to the wall with her face and covers her neck with exciting kisses with a stronger passion, running his hands over her throat, breasts, and thighs, and paying attention to her buttocks that he squeezes tightly and gives them a playful slap. The girl herself leans on the wall with both hands that leave the prints on it, leans her head back, and sticks out her buttocks when she feels that they contact the male penis. And she makes a loud, long-lasting sound when the man’s fingers get into her vagina again and rub slowly her tough clitoris, making him smile widely with a sense of satisfy, run his lips over the nape of her neck, and sink his teeth tightly into the shin skin on the curve of it so that he feels that her heart is beating at maximum capacity.       The heated Daniel grabs Anna tightly by the throat and bites her ear slightly as he keeps working his fingers in one of the most sensitive areas of the female body, when he understands that he can go much further and break through the border, and does one tender but sharp move toward this desired pleasure. Which the girl is begging him so hard with just her eyes, literally dying of impatience and showing that she is so ready to feel the magical feeling when electric waves get through the body, when every single muscle shakes in sweet seizures, and when the lungs catastrophically lack the air.       

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      Meanwhile, Peter is sitting at home and coming to himself after what happened to him one week ago. His condition is now much better, his bruises on the whole body are about to gone in the nearest time, and his eye that suffered a lot is not as puffy as before. And using the moment when he does not have anything to do, the man does not leave his apartment, while his friends visit him almost every day.       For example, Helene came to visit Peter today. His attitude toward her has lately been a little better since he started to have doubts about the charges that were given to her. And that have not been proved with anything, even though Marcus and his henchmen promised to do this. Yes, doubts are still eating him deep inside. But at the same time, Rose is not sure that he attacks his girlfriend for the reason. Nevertheless, the man tries to be gentle, accepts her help in treating the traumas, and thanks her when she brings him something tasty.       “Okay, ligation’s done,” Helene says after she changes the bandage on both of Peter’s arms, which were cut by the order of Marcus. “Though you won’t need it soon.”       “Can’t wait,” Peter replies thoughtfully. “I’m done with all these bandages.”       “Wait for a while, sweetie, just a little time.”       “Okay. What about drinking something?”       “I wouldn’t refuse.”       “Coffee? Or let’s just drink sweet water?”       “Coffee, please.”       “I’ll turn on the kettle.”       While Peter goes to the kitchen to add water to the electric kettle and turn it on, Helene puts all the medicines in a small bag and throws the used, old bandages in a special trash can that is placed near the hall door.       “Honestly, I’m just starting to feel much better,” Peter confesses after he comes back to his room. “I used to feel pain in literally every part of my body.”       “At least, I'm quiet that the doctors didn’t find anything serious,” Helene notices, sitting on the bed. “They just advised you to have a lot of rest and treat your wounds and bruises with special ointments.”       “By the way, my eye looks much better now.” Peter pulls slightly up his gray pants with elastic and sits down next to Helene. “Not as awful as before.”       “You can open it now?”       “Yeah, I can now. I had a strong swelling before.”       “Thank God.” Helene caresses Peter’s cheek shyly with a slight smile. “I’m so happy it wasn’t so serious this time.”       “I hope my face will look good when the guys and I have to play concerts. I can’t go on the scene like this.”       “I think it will take one or two more weeks to be gone. But anyway, they can cover it all with cosmetics.”       “Oh…” Peter sighs tiredly, running his hands over his face. “If one asshole doesn’t wanna beat me with no mercy again, no cosmetics will help my puffy face.”       “Hasn’t anyone really attacked you over the past time?”       “Nope, this week has been quiet enough, if you can believe. Marcus and his pals have literally been swallowed by the ground.”       “Honestly, I don’t like all of this.” Helene folds her hands in front of herself and inclines her head slightly, crossing her ankles as she is sitting on the bed next to Peter. “This kind of silence won’t lead to anything good.”       “Yeah, I know. But at least now I know who I should be afraid of.”       “But you haven’t found out the reasons yet.”       “Early or late, Marcus will tell me everything. I shall make him say why he started it all.”       “Don’t you have any assumptions except your mother’s connection with it?”       “Alas, I have no idea about it. And I got the version of my mother’s connection after you told us about it.”       “I said what I heard from one of those men.”       “I know, sweetie. And since Marcus denied nothing, it means that the woman really got in trouble.”       “Would you help her if she did something terrible?”       “Can’t be sure, Helene. She’s kinda my mother, and I must help her. But on the contrary… Why do I need it? She left me. She didn’t care about me when I was a child. My mother didn’t think about what would happen to me when she decided to leave home. She only cared about how to get alcohol.”       “Yeah, but she’s your mother. Not the best one, but she is the mother.”       “Ha, I’d get much more attention in an orphan house than from that person.”       “Anyway, she remembers you,” Helene smiles shyly. “And she thought you’d help her.”       “Yeah, she remembered me when she got in trouble,” Peter throws gloomily. “She didn’t care about her sonny before. Though I ain’t surprised ‘cause I’ve got money and fame now.”       “I wonder how that woman harmed Marcus if he got so mad at you? Why does he wanna get rid of you so badly?”       “I thought I was on the hook of a rich man, who wanted to make my mother pay money for some tricks. But that’s an insane old bastard that lives from one salary to another.”       “Honestly, I’ve got a feeling that I heard this name before.”       “Heard?” Peter glances at Helene as he frowns slightly. “What do you mean? Where?”       “I dunno. But it seems like it happened a long time ago. Maybe, even in childhood. Though I’m not sure.”       “So, do you wanna say you may have known him since you were literally a baby?”       “No, I don’t know him personally. But the name of Marcus Longbottom sounds so familiar. As if someone has pronounced it before…”       “And who did it?”       “I have no idea.”       “Maybe your grandmother can tell you something?”       “No, Pete, Grandma knows nothing.”       “Haven’t you told her about the situation with all this hell?”       “I’m not gonna tell her anything.”       “But, Helene…”       “She will never know anything from me. And I hope the guys and I will not betray me, either.”       “You must understand that Mrs. Marshall will know everything early or late. She probably has some questions about Sammy’s scars on his face. Or the scars on your face.”       “Don’t worry, sweetie, I found an excuse for all of this. I cover my scars with cosmetics and just told my grandma that Sammy scratched himself against dry sticks when we walked.”       “You think she believed you?”       “At least, she asked no more questions. And I try to behave as if nothing happened.”       “But it doesn’t mean she doesn’t reflect on this situation silently. You think you calmed her down, but you made her much more excited.”       “I tell her nothing ‘cause I don’t wanna scare or upset her.”       “You make her much more nervous if you tell her nothing about what’s happening.”       “I know, Peter…”       “Even Mr. Cameron knows everything! Though he’s also an old man, almost the same age as Mrs. Marshall. And he’s got a good health, but it’s far from perfect.”       “I’d better tell her everything when this story ends. When she has no reason to keep worrying about me. I’ll tell her everything, she’ll see I’m okay, and she’ll just try to believe all my words.”       “Oh, sweetie, I don’t understand you…” Peter sighs tiredly. “That’s your closest person. The only member of your family that you have.”       “The member I care for. The member I try to save from bad things, not giving her any reasons to worry about me.”       “Trust me, she’s got enough reasons to worry about you. And I don’t mean only the situation with Marcus and his henchmen. Your grandmother is worried about your life. How you’re gonna live, with whom, where…”       “I see no reason to worry,” Helene shrugs with a slight smile. “I’ve got a stable job with a good salary that lets me buy everything. I wouldn’t adopt a dog if I didn’t have money. And I don’t refuse to get married and give birth to children. It will surely happen someday.”       “Although I don’t have children, younger sisters and brother, and niblings, I think your relatives would be worried about you anyway. Even if you have a brilliant career, if you’re in a long and happy marriage, and if you’re educating wonderful children.”       “And I’m not mad at my grandma for her excessive anxiety… I get it all. I understand why Grandma and Grandpa patronized me so hard and found something to get me busy with. Why they gave special attention to my education.”       “That’s why you must not upset them. You must not make your grandmother pull her hair out.”       “My heart breaks at the thought that I’d have to tell her that one of Marcus’s accomplices almost drowned me,” Helene sighs heavily and glances aside. “That I would’ve died if Sammy hadn’t asked you for help.”       “You don’t have to tell her everything, my sunshine.”       Peter takes Helene’s hand and caresses it from all sides, while she moves a much sadder glance to him.       “Just give her facts, it’s enough. Just tell her Marcus is chasing you, and nobody knows why, but there’s an assumption that my mother has to do with it.”       “I’m scared, Peter,” Helene confesses hesitantly in a quiet voice. “Too scared.”       “Don’t be afraid, sweetie, it’s gonna be okay. The important thing is to keep that woman aware. So, she doesn’t get overwhelmed in case she runs into one of those bastards, who may wish to tell her everything.”       “But the worst thing is that I can’t protect her. Those people know where we live and where I work. One of those scums may knock at our door and do something awful at any time.”       “They’d hardly dare to. You’ve got a lot of neighbors. You and Mrs. Marshall know most of them, and some ladies are too curious and wouldn’t be afraid to get out and kick them with a mop or threaten to call the police in case they suspect something.”       “I hope none of those deadbeats has come to you?”       “Nope, luckily, nobody has been here yet. I'm kinda safe at my home.”       “Or Marta and Hillary, not knowing it, are saving you by sitting on the bench all the time and watching everything,” Helene laughs shyly.       “Maybe, but I think they’d let them in the building if they knew they wanted to use me as soil fertilization.”       “No, Rose, don’t say it!”       At this moment, Helene and Peter hear a one-time click from the kitchen.       “The kettle’s boiled!” Peter says. “I’ll go to get a cup of coffee for both of us.”       Peter gets up from the bed and goes to the kitchen to add boiled water to the cups with some coffee and sugar that he prepared before. Also, he adds some milk to make the taste better and cool it a little. Then the man finds a pack of vanilla cookies in one of the kitchen drawers and puts them in a small, deep bowl. Rose puts all of this on a small plate and carries it carefully to his room, where Helene is still sitting, fingering over nervously and thinking about something bad, judging by her eyes full of sadness.       “Are you okay, Helene?” Peter expresses anxiety after putting the plate on the writing table.       “Can’t escape the bad presentiment,” Helene embraces herself with both arms. “As if something’s gonna happen soon.”       “Something like calm before the storm?”       “I guess Marcus decided to be silent on purpose to make all of us relax and naively think it’s all over.”       “Whatever happens, I am ready for anything now.”       Peter takes both of the cups with plates and gives one of them to Helene.       “It doesn’t matter if I’m alone or with the guys,” Peter adds confidently, takes the bowl of cookies from the plate, sits down, and puts it between himself and Helene. “I won’t let anyone harm me. Those scums won’t make me an experimental subject. Never.”       “My gosh, the guys are involved in it, too,” Helene sighs heavily and takes a little sip of coffee.       “I’ve got a chance to protect them if I persuade the guys not to help me. Marcus said he’d leave them alone if Daniel, Terrence, and Edward wouldn’t be running after me. But they wouldn’t agree.”       “Yeah, but his words mean nothing. Maybe it’s just a way to deprive you of any support. Do everything for you to stay all alone.”       “Maybe. And deep inside, I understand I can’t do this without them. I can’t fight Marcus and his gang all alone. I need the guys’ help.”       “On the one hand, I’m so happy they’re near. But on the other hand, it hurts that the guys put themselves in danger because of the wish to protect us.”       “If I stay alone, I’ll be powerless in front of Marcus. And if I don’t lose the men’s support, I won’t be able to protect them from the worst.” Peter drinks some coffee from his cup. “I will be powerless in one case and another.”       “But I’m begging you, don’t believe anything they may tell you about them. I am sure that Marcus may wish to make you fight with them. Or turn them against you.”       “I ain’t gonna do,” Peter says confidently, eating some cookies. “That old bastard knows nothing about the guys. And if he thinks I’ll be mad at them because of their mistakes of the past, he can bite his elbows.”       “Exactly!” Helene drinks some coffee from her cup. “And any other words from him could be an insolent lie.”       “Agree… And Marcus hardly thinks he should prove his words if he wanna blame someone for something.”       “Whatever he says, you shouldn’t believe him. We all see clearly that the men do appreciate their friendship with you and each other. They’re ready for anything for those who mean a lot to them.”       “I’d give my life with no hesitation for such loyal friends,” Peter smiles shyly. “I… I never thought I’d have such cool people in my life. I thought… I would meet some assholes that would love to hurt my soul again and again.”       “As you see, there are those who really love you, respect you, and wanna be your friend,” Helene replies with a slight smile, eating some cookies. “Those who do care about your feelings and problems.”       “It’s clear someone in heaven pitied me, after all. They thought I suffered too much. Though I did nothing bad to anyone.”       “The ability to choose your close people is one of the hardest skills.” Helene drinks some coffee from her cup. “Sometimes you spend months and even years to learn to see some scums and find expensive diamonds among bunches of trash.”       “No, I am sure about the men at one hundred percent.” Peter takes a little sip of coffee and eats some cookies. “We can fight over some things as much as we want, but I know they’ll be near anyway. They won’t turn their backs on me when I really need their help.”       “I will always be near, too.” Helene sighs quietly and moves her sad eyes to her cup after drinking some coffee from it. “Even if you’ve lately looked at me like I’m your enemy and thought I betrayed you.”       Peter says nothing and looks at Helene with eyes full of sadness for two seconds. Then he puts his cup and the bowl of cookies on the bedside table, moves closer to the girl, and hugs her tightly around the shoulder.       “You think my heart doesn’t break every time I claim these changes against you?” Peter sighs heavily and kisses Helene sweetly on her temple. “When I blame you for something I ain’t sure about yet.”       “It’s painful to know you believe some stinker much more,” Helene says in a low, little shaking voice. “Though you know well that I love you and am ready for anything to make you feel good.”       “Honestly, I’m starting to doubt it’s the truth. Marcus hasn’t given me any proof of your fault. He promised, though. And it makes me think he’s lying to me insolently and wanna slander you.”       “My gosh…” Helene drinks some coffee from her almost empty cup. “We… We’ve known each other for so long. You’ve known me for much longer. And you met Marcus one week ago. And you prefer to believe him.”       “I really wanna believe you, honey.” Peter caresses Helene’s cheek tenderly and kisses her on the corner of her eye when he sees the drops of tears in it. “I wanna believe I’m wrong. I wanna think you’re guilty of nothing.”       “It’s like you don’t love me anymore. Don’t love me as much as you wanna show.”       “If I didn’t love you, I wouldn’t be worried about our relationship issues. You mean a lot to me, and I’m horrified at the thought that I can lose you. Thanks to you, I let myself love and released the feelings I kept inside for a long time.”       “Have I ever given you a reason to doubt me? Have I ever done something to make you doubt my love for you?”       “You’ve done nothing to me. Though I can’t deny that I still have many questions related to the story of your bullying of Raquelle and Natalia.”       “Peter, please…”       “No, no, I believe you regret everything, and you’ve changed. Though I’m really afraid that you may do the same thing to me or do something worse. I’m afraid you… You still have something from the former Helene.”       “No, honey, the former Helene’s gone and will never come back,” Helene assures, looks around quickly to find a place where to put her cup, but Peter takes it as well as the plate and puts them near his own. “Maybe, I had nothing to regret back then, but now I don’t even wanna think about how unfair I was toward those who did nothing to me.”       “Did you really like giving people pain?” Peter wonders. “Did you really think you were doing the right thing?”       “I thought about nothing. I mean… I only thought about how it was cool to be a friend of the most popular girl in school. And to win her trust and love, everyone had to do what she wanted. Including the bullying of weak people and those she disliked at first sight.”       “But that’s not the friendship.”       “I thought it wasn’t the truth. All of us thought so. What kind of talk about some conscience, regret, injustice? C’mon, I’m begging you!”       “I’m a victim of school bullying. And this type of thing is a pain to me. I got through much worse things than the girls. It gave me a serious psychological trauma that I haven’t recovered from yet.”       “I get it. But you can be one hundred percent sure that I will not do anything like this to you. How could I give pain to my beloved man, for whom I rejected so many men? With a naive belief that everything would change someday, and we’d be together.”       “If not for the men, I would’ve left you when I learned about your conflict with Natalia and Raquelle. Because it was a real shock to me. I couldn’t believe I made the same mistake and fell in love with the friend of the selfish little bitch.”       “But you and I had been friends for years before we started to date.”       “Befriending is one thing, but dating is another thing. You can end the friendship for one minute, but you may spend more than one day or one week to kill your love. And all this time, this process would give you a lot of pain.”       “I am really grateful to you for everything you’ve done for me,” Peter smiles shyly. “And I’m so happy you’ve been near all this time. I’m happy you still are. Even after all my charges.”       “You upset me, but I still love you.”       Helene caresses Peter’s cheek tenderly and kisses another.       “And I’m not gonna give up on you so easily, no matter how hard it is.”       “Thinking about all these charges, I’m dying of the wish to piss you off and end our relationship. But love stops me. Everything that connects us. Everything we’ve gotten through for the years we’ve known each other.”       “Maybe I did something wrong?” Helene asks hesitantly. “Maybe I made some mistakes and hurt you? What if I talked about something that gave you pain, but I didn’t know it and didn’t think about it?”       “No, Helene, don’t worry, you’ve done nothing and said nothing,” Peter assures with a shy smile, hugs Helene tightly with both arms, and presses her to himself. “And all my doubts are connected with my psychological problems only. I… I’m just learning to trust people. I still keep being afraid of them.”       “Are you even afraid of the guys?”       “Partly. And I’m afraid to lose them to death. I’m afraid they may turn out to be betrayers. They may put a knife in my back.”       “No, Peter, it will never happen. The guys wouldn’t even dare to think about it. They’d better sell their souls to the devil than betray you.”       “I know, but this fear is still chasing me.”       “At least, you don’t deny it and try to fight it somehow.”       “I have no choice, Helene. If I wanna be happy and live a normal life, I need to learn to have a trustworthy relationship with people and save myself from any assholes. We live in a world where sociopaths and introverts may have a lot of problems. If you wanna get something, you’ve gotta get out of your hole and do something.”       “I know, but you can be sure that you’re surrounded by wonderful people. The men and the girls – everyone loves you. You mean a lot to them.”       “And I really wanna believe I trusted all these people for the reason. Let them become my friends for the reason.”       “The guys often say that they wouldn’t let me date you if I were bad. Well, I wouldn't let you befriend them if I knew they would be people with no shame.”       “I guess they see what I can’t see. Due to my love. Due to my anger and offence.”       “Please, Pete, don’t ruin your relationship due to our issues,” Helene says hesitantly. “Don’t be mad if they save what you don’t wanna hear.”       “I don’t feel nice ‘cause they ain’t by my side, but they may be right. They may defend you and be sure you’re guilty of nothing for the reason.”       “I don’t wanna be the reason for your conflict with them. And I asked the guys not to defend me so openly.”       “Don’t worry, honey,” Peter smiles shyly, steps away from Helene a little, and takes her hands. “Even if they don’t agree with me, I won’t let it ruin our friendship. What they don’t have to do with shouldn’t impact it.”       “I’m really happy if it’s so. You and I should solve it by ourselves. And the guys have their own second half.”       “Anyway, I’m starting to get questions for this situation and suspicions that Marcus just decided to play with me.”       “I’ve already said I’ve never betrayed you for the years we’ve known each other. I've always been near in a hard situation. I didn’t leave you even when you kicked me out and said you’d solve it all by yourself.”       “I remember everything, my happiness.”       Peter glances aside and turns his back on Helene, locking his fingers tightly.       “And it’s one of the reasons why I still don’t believe Marcus fully.”       Helene says nothing and just hugs Peter from behind very tightly, putting her arms around his waist and putting her hands on his naked chest. That’s why the man feels that a nice warmth spreads all over his body and flashes a slight smile when she puts her head on his shoulder.       “I feel so bad at the thought that we may break up,” Helene confesses and leaves a short kiss on the nape of Peter’s neck. “I won’t take it. Anything except the breakup with you.”       “Anyway, I won't let Marcus and his pals do anything to you,” Peter promises, caressing one of Helene’s hands placed on his chest. “Whatever happens, I will not leave you and will save you.”       “Sammy will make,” Helene laughs shyly. “He won’t get off you ‘till he gets what he wants.”       “No, I will come to you without his orders. Those cads won’t dare to touch you with a finger again. Otherwise, they will pay me for this.”       “What if you can’t?”       “I can.”       Peter turns to Helene and grabs her face softly, looking into her eyes confidently.       “I will turn this world upside down to find you. And I shall make everyone pay for all your sufferings.”       “Maybe…”       Helene glances down for a second.       “There’s a little chance… To remain… Friends? If we… Break up… If you… Believe them…”       “I will be fighting for our relationship until the end,” Peter promises confidently. “Because I can’t lose the one who’s become my guiding light. My compass that helped me find a shoot of the light in the infinite darkness.”       “I won’t let you go easily, either.” Helene caresses Peter’s cheeks with both hands. “I will use any little chance to make you sure to stay.”       “Please, Helene, don’t disappoint me. Don’t give much more pain to my wounded heart. Maybe I can survive the betrayer of my friends, biting the bullet and pulling my hair out, but if you do this, it will kill me. I will not take it.”       “Early or late, you will open your eyes and see everything clearly. I will be waiting. As much as needed. And I will keep taking care of you. Doing my best to make you feel comfortable. I will do anything you want. I’d come to you even in the deep night if I saw your name on the screen of my phone, and your voice on the phone says, ‘I need you’.”       “I’ll always need you.” Peter kisses Helene tenderly on her forehead, on which he leans with his forehead. “Even when I’m mad at you.”       Helene says nothing and takes Peter in a tight, touching hug, putting her arms around his neck and putting her head on his shoulder with closed eyes. The man answers it with pleasure, putting his arms around the girl’s waist and his hands on her back, over which he slides slowly up and down as if it calms him down. While Marshall runs her fingers through the soft, blond hair of her boyfriend, Rose caresses her tenderly on her head and snuggles his nose in the top of her head. He hears his girlfriend’s quiet and calm breath, and she feels his fast heartbeat in his chest, on which she puts her hand at some moment.       And when they step away a little some time later, their hearts stop for a moment when the lovers’ eyes meet and kind of look into each other’s souls. A warming body spreads through the whole body, and a breath suddenly stops when the nose feels the smell of the beloved person’s skin fixed with a smell of perfume or a shower gel. Helene is the first one to succumb to the temptation to bring her face to Peter’s face and touch his lips for two moments, letting him feel that he kind of gets an electric wave through his body. Then she steps away and does the same thing two moments later, before she gets the blond involved in a more continuous but still tender and a little shy kiss, putting her hands on his cheeks. Under the influence of the feelings, the man relaxes quickly enough and lets himself swim forward, running his long fingers through the lady’s soft hair and putting his hand on the back of her head to bring her closer to himself.       “M-m-m, you know what I think about…” Peter says in a quiet, low voice with a smug smile.       “Why don’t I use the chance, while Sammy’s not here?” Helene smiles innocently and leaves a couple of kisses on the corners of Peter’s mouth.       “Right… He never lets us stay alone and relax.”       “But today, we can have some fun.”       Biting her lip and setting her piercing look on Peter’s eyes, Helene walks her fingers playfully over his chest.       “While my doggy is under the view of my grandma.”       “But there’s another problem,” Peter notices. “My neighbors. Who won’t like what we’re doing here.”       “Do you really care about it?”       “I don’t wanna listen to the lecture about how to live, not to think of myself, and to do something good for others for the hundredth time.”       “Don’t worry, sweetie, I promise I’ll try not to express my pleasure too loudly,” Helene [promises confidently. “Even if I’m going crazy.”       “M-m-m-m, I see you’re ready for something hot?” Peter runs his thumb over Helene’s half-open mouth. “Right, baby?”       “Can’t get rid of my wild fantasies as I look at your half-naked body.”       Pulling slightly and pinching his lips, Helene runs her hand slowly over Peter’s shoulders and feels up the tough biceps on his arms.       “How could I be indifferent when I have such a hot man by my side?”       “In this case, you’ve got an incredible taste,” Peter purrs with enjoyment.       “But if you don’t want passion to keep running wild, you can just put on a t-shirt and stop embarrassing me with your sexy torso, the sight of which makes me shake.       “I wanna put on nothing! Because I feel hot.”       Peter caresses Helene’s shoulders tenderly, runs his hand over her arms, and puts them on the curves of the lady’s waist.       ‘Very hot…” Peter whispers in Helene’s ear and runs his lips slowly over it.       “Yeah?” Helene laughs shyly. “But I think you just wanna tease me!”       “Me? Tease you? Come on! No way!”       Peter caresses tenderly the area behind Helene’s ear with his half-open mouth, while his hands are holding the girl by the waist with both arms with pressure, feeling how she exhales with a shake.       “I wasn’t even gonna tease you! And I wasn’t planning to admire myself in the mirror!”       “I guess you got what you wanted,” Helene purrs with a mysterious smile, grabbing Peter by the hair with one hand, pulling it slightly, and rubbing his chest with another hand.       “Nope, no plan of seducing. I’m just going with the flow and not resisting it. I’m doing what I want.”       “Oh, yeah, I believe you!”       “Relax, Marshall, let’s get rid of all the unnecessary things out of your minds at least now.”       Peter runs his lips slowly over the curve of Helene’s neck, burning her tender skin with his hot breath and pinching it in random areas softly.       “Enjoy each other and play.” Peter puts his hand on the inside of Helene’s thigh when she makes a sensual sigh with a heavy breath and presses her chest closer to his chest. “We haven’t lately done this too much.”       “So, Rose, do you wanna practice a make-up sex?” Helene laughs shyly.       “Likely, make-up foreplay,” Peter fixes and leaves a few short kisses on the same curve of Helene’s neck, while she rolls her eyes with a quiet sigh. “With which we’re letting each other know we still love each other, no matter what happens.”       “I lacked it so badly. I missed your unforgettable caress.”       Caressing Peter’s cheek, Helene leaves a few kisses on his lips and pinches and pulls both of them for two seconds, while the hands of the man moaning quietly caress her thighs, laps, and the inside of her thighs.       “Though I love hugging you, kissing you, and caressing you so badly… I love the way your strong arms press me to your hot body.”       With these words, Helene runs her lips tenderly over the area behind Peter’s ear, bites his auricle slightly, and sucks his earlobe.       “And if it’s naked, I’m in a paradise,” Helene whispers in Peter’s ear. “I’m in heaven… When I feel the heat of it to my bones…”       “If you want, I can give this opportunity with pleasure,” Peter purrs. “The opportunity to do anything you want to my body.”       “Did I ask for your permission?”       Helene raises Peter’s face by the chin with one hand, while the fingertips of her second hand go around his tough nipple, making him swallow nervously and tense all his muscles.       “You’re mine! And only mine! And it means the access to your body is open to me twenty hours per week, seven days per week.”       “What if I mind?” Peter asks in a little hoarse voice, raising his head proudly.       “Then you’ll just shut up and enjoy what someone’s ready to give you at their wish.”       “M-m-m, how sassy you are…” Peter smiles widely, while his eyes get some special gloss, and his pupils dilate. “Wow…”       “I’ve got the right to use what belongs to me in any way I want.”       “In this case, I have it, too!”       Running his hand through Helene’s hair and leaning her head back slightly, Peter caresses the front of her neck with his mouth and then leaves such exciting and hot kisses with a loud, rough breath that she starts breathing much heavier and moaning much more sensually.       “And it happens until you are my girlfriend. Until you belong to me. But you will always be mine, trust me, babe.”       Still covering Helene’s neck with kisses and caressing her throat with his lips, Peter caresses the side of her breasts tenderly with the fingertips of his free hand. Then he runs his hand around her nipple and covers this part of the body with his hand, squeezing it tightly along with quite moans of the girl rolling her eyes.       “Oh, my gosh…” Helene pronounces blissfully, snuggling her nose in Peter’s shoulder.       And actually, I hate clothes right now, to be honest,” Peter confesses with no shyness and leaves a few kisses on the curve of Helene’s neck that he has not kissed yet. “I can’t enjoy your body enough.”       “You know that I’m shy to get undressed.”       “Even for me?”       “Grandpa and Grandma always told me that nudity is bad. That only shameless and non-educated people walk naked.”       “Nudity is the absolutely natural thing that you should just use in the right place, at the right time not to have people shocked and make them think you’re out of your mind.”       “I know. But it’s always hard for me. Even when there’s nobody around.”       “While I’m next to you, you’ve got no reason to be shy and afraid. I always admire your body when it’s not hidden underneath tons of layers of clothes.”       Peter runs his hand underneath Helene’s thin top and runs it over her smooth skin, while his second hand is lying on the outside of her thigh, and his lips are running over the open parts of the lady’s breasts, touching which makes the girl melt from the man’s tormenting but such a sweet caress full of love.       “When I can press it to me and feel your tender and velvet skin.” Peter runs the tip of his nose over the curve of Helene’s neck, breathing in the attractive smell that her skin spreads, and leaves a couple of tender kisses on the lady’s small, fragile shoulder. “Oh, damn, your smell drives me crazy…”       “It’s not too late to stop it all,” Helene notices.       “You wanna stop it?”       “Really want! Want it so badly!”       Helene kisses Peter on the lips greedily with a heavy breath, putting her arm around his neck and running her fingers through his blond hair, while he runs his palms chaotically over the lady’s naked back. When the man’s lips start covering all the parts of her body generously, the girl leans her head back strongly, bending backward with closed eyes and sticking out her breasts as if she hints openly that this area wants some caress. He understands it shortly and squeezes or unclenches what always catches the attention with pleasure, giving his sweetheart a sense of the eternal pleasure and waking up a sweet tension that cramps nicely every muscle of her stomach.       “You have a little time, Marshall,” Peter says in a low, hoarse voice, leaning on Helene’s forehead with his forehead with a heavy breath. “It will be too late soon. I won’t be responsible for myself.”       “I’ve been irresponsible of myself for ages…” Helene sighs sensually, runs her hands over Peter’s shoulders and biceps, and rubs tenderly his naked torso with her hands. “Since I met you. Since you possessed my mind. Made me dream of you every minute.”       “And I ‘m restless because of you.”       “Who’s to blame for you being so perfect?”       Helene runs her lips slowly over Peter’s chest, rubs it with her hands a little, and gives some attention to his nipples, which she caresses with the tip of her tongue, sucks, and pulls in like a vacuum.       “Oh, Helene, whatcha doing to me?” Peter moans quietly and squeezes Helene’s thigh with his fingers in passion. “Oh, hellcat…”       “I told you to put on a t-shirt to stop it all,” Helene recalls, caresses Peter’s collarbones with her lips, and leaves a few kisses on the curve of his neck. “What do you want, sitting in front of me in your pants only? I ain’t even sure if you’re wearing underwear.”       “Check it if you’re so curious.” Peter rolls his eyes with a blissful smile. “And if you’re not too shy, I wouldn’t mind feeling your tender lips down there…”       “M-m-m, don’t ya ask too much, pretty boy?” Helene smiles innocently, kisses Peter on the lips, runs the tip of her tongue over his palate shyly, and lets her fingertips slide over his throat.       “I think I don’t ask too much. But if you’re shy yet, I agree to have the opportunity to caress your naked breasts and run my hand underneath your underwear.”       “Don’t you like caressing my breasts now?”       “Clothes don’t let me feel the entire range of emotions. And you don’t get too excited, even though I see it’s nice for you.”       “Okay, try then.” Helene lies on the bed, looking at Peter with a sly smile. “If you want my naked breasts, you’ll get them. But first, make me want to play with you on this squeaking bed.”       “You want it, I know.”       Peter raises slightly Helene’s top and runs his warm hand slowly over her naked belly, the muscles of which she tenses strongly.       “You just haven’t realized it yet. Or you don’t wanna confess it.”       “If I wanted it, I would be lying here naked in front of you.”       “It’s a matter of time, beautiful,” Peter assures with a smug smile and caresses Helene’s belly with both hands. “A girl wouldn’t resist for too long if she’s in the hands of a skillful man.”       Holding Helene by the curves of her waist, Peter covers her belly generously with tender kisses and caresses some part of it with his lips. Then she makes long-lasting moans and sinks her nails into his back strongly in passion, leaving pale red tracks on it, but trying to control the strength not to give her boyfriend pain and discomfort.       “Oh, Peter…” Helene exhales sensually, pulling Peter’s hair with the fingers of both hands. “My God…”       “I’d cut the throat of anyone to dare to put an eye on my girl,” Peter growls quietly, massages Helene’s breasts with both hands, stimulates her nipples with his thumbs, leaves a couple of tender kisses on her throat, and bites a part of the thin skin on the curve of her neck along with the lady’s quiet moan. “What these assholes actually dared to do: to put an eye on my treasure. Oh, no… You can only dream about it. Though you’re banned from dreaming, too.”       Peter brings his lips to Helene’s lips for an assertive, continuous kiss, to which she answers with no hesitation, pulling him sharply to herself by the nape of his neck and making him step away for a second and laugh with a slight blush on his face when she sinks her nails into his buttocks. When his lips cover generously with the lady’s neck with short kisses and slight pinches, and his fingers squeeze her thin wrists and press them to the bed, the girl raises her head slightly and leans it back, bending backward like a gracious cat.       “I suggest you say the stop word for the last time to stop it all,” Peter says with a heavy breath.       “If you want me to do everything by myself, just say it,” Helene replies and closes her eyes with a sense of slight dizziness and a stopped heart. “And I will even make you forget your name.”       Helene rolls Peter onto his back with no problems, sits over him, and brings her face to his lips so that they are only two centimeters away from each other, making him feel that he can barely breathe.       “Though I don’t know what to do to you,” Helene adds, running her index finger over Peter’s bottom lip, looking at this closely, and burning the skin on his face with her hot breath. “Or as usual, be nice and tender and snuggle you like the sweetest cat in the world…”       Helene scratches Peter softly under his chin, seeing that he closes his eyes tightly from pleasure and smiles widely.       “Or…” Helene pronounces thoughtfully and grabs Peter tightly by the throat. “Piss my shyness off and put you on a rollercoaster full of surprises, hot love, and true passion.”       “Can I get all of this?” Peter asks with a sly smile.       “M-m-m, you’re a gourmet, sir! You’re not as simple as you seem.”       “Sometimes you surprise me, too, lady.”       Peter puts his hands on Helene’s buttocks and squeezes them tenderly with his fingers, seeing that she gets a bright blush on her cheeks.       “You’re kinda shy, but if you’re turned on the right wave, you can make me speechless because of your tricks.”       “Then, why do I still hear you talking?” Helene says into Peter’s lips in a tender whisper and leaves a couple of kisses on the corners of his mouth. “Why am I not dying of craving something more?”       “Because we’ve got a lot of time ahead.”       Peter brings his lips to Helene’s lips for a continuous kiss, pressing her closely to himself and running his hand over her naked back after running his hands underneath her top. And he only caresses her palate with the tip of his tongue before the girl takes him under her control and runs her tongue around his tongue, making the man absolutely delighted.       “M-m-m, something hot’s here…” Peter purrs quietly with a blissful smile.       “Something hot’s lying on the bed and driving me crazy,” Helene replies, caressing Peter’s ear with her lips, while her hand slides slowly over his naked torso, the muscles of which are strongly tense. “His freaking sexy appearance.”       “Oh, yay, babe, caress me everywhere! My body craves your caress. It’s hungry for the attention of the most beautiful girl in the world.”       “I got it. Because I feel freaking hot now. Because of the burning heat that your body is spreading.”       First, Helene rubs Peter’s torso tenderly but confidently with her hands, looking into his eyes confidently, but then she starts covering it with kisses that may be different by the pressure and length, and caressing the male nipples with her lips with quiet and sensual moans. While the man himself enjoys what’s happening with closed eyes, running his hands over the curves of the lady’s waist at times, or just holding them tightly due to his wish to feel his girlfriend’s closeness. Her warmth. Her heartbeat. Her breath. Her tender little tanned skin that is always super sensitive to all his touches and kisses.       “Oh, it’s so good to get caressed after being beaten and electroshocked as strongly as hell,” Peter says with a heavy breath and closes his eyes with a sense of slight dizziness. “I still shake when I think about it.”       “That’s why I’ll be caressing and kissing every bruise of yours and treating every wound of yours,” Helene promises and leaves a couple of kisses on all the parts of Peter’s neck. “So, everything is gone soon, and nothing hurts anymore.”       “While you’re with me, I don’t feel any kind of pain and discomfort. You’re better than any painkiller.”       Helene says nothing and just laughs shyly, but then she leaves a couple of short kisses on Peter’s lips and gets him involved in a much more continuous one full of tenderness and love, running her fingers through his blond hair. The man’s hands slide smoothly over the girl’s back and the curves of her waist, and caress her buttocks, which he squeezes tightly with his fingers. And he smiles blissfully and shakes with a slight smile when he hears an exciting whisper in his ear and feels a burning breath of his sweetheart on his neck. But he decides to add some playfulness when he runs his hand through the girl’s denim shorts at some moment and pulls slightly the elastic of her knickers, caressing the outside of the lady’s thigh.       “Ah, what a bad boy!” Helene opens her mouth and runs her finger around Peter’s nipple with a playful laugh. “Oh, what a bad boy…”       “The bad boy just wants you,” Peter smiles mysteriously. “He wants to do something nice for you…”       “Not as much as I want you.”       “M-m-m, are you sure?”       “No doubt.”       Caressing Peter’s cheek and starting to look into his eyes closely, Helene takes off her chiffon turquoise top with a V-neck on a thin chain around the neck and throws it aside. And she immediately notices the man’s devouring, widely open eyes full of interest look at her small but not big breasts.       “M-m-m, did ya decide to simplify my mission since you didn’t put on a bra and got rid of this top that looked beautiful and was unnecessary to me,” Peter smiles smugly.       “Since you’ve already decided not to make me rip your t-shirt on you, I think we should have a no-score draw,” Helene replies confidently and brings her face to Peter’s face to say something into his lips in a low, seductive voice. “Though, looking at ya, I feel so hit that I wanna forget all the words of my grandma and grandpa about the nudity and undress myself completely.”       “But what stops you?” Peter asks, massaging Helene’s breasts tenderly and rubbing her nipples a little with his thumbs.       “I don’t wanna give you everything at once. I wanna play some time and make you torture.”       “M-m-m… What if I undress you by myself? Wherever I want!”       “Try. But I’m not sure you’ll still wear your pants, and they won’t turn into a piece of ripped fabric after this. So, you can only wash the floors with it.”       “One word from you before I take them off by myself. And give you the opportunity to do much more than just pay attention to my gorgeous torso, the sight of which makes me hold my breath, too.”       “Don’t worry, pretty boy, I shall reach that place soon. And do my best for you to have to spend a lot of time remembering your name. My best for you to remember my name for the rest of your life.”       Helene kisses Peter on the lips confidently again, pulls them tenderly, squeezes them, and sucks them, runs her tongue in the man’s half-open mouth, and touches his tongue with it slowly but confidently, feeling that he shakes slightly, and she gets a sense of slight dizziness and heat. Then the girl uses the tip of her tongue to run it tenderly over his lips and runs it carefully into his mouth, moving it in circles around her boyfriend’s one. Such a hot kiss does not leave the guy breathing heavily indifferent and makes his heart beat much faster, his muscles tense strongly, and every cell of his body is shaking.       “Oh, babe, you’ve never been so hot before,” Peter purrs with a wide smile. “Much more burning than the fire.”       “This time, I won’t hold myself down,” Helene says. “I will do anything I think about.”       Grabbing Peter’s face, Helene keeps caressing his lips without her tongue much more tenderly and much quieter, while the blond’s hands squeeze her thighs, with which she unconsciously makes back and forth movements and rubs against the man’s hot flesh that expresses his excited condition and readiness to bring his sweetheart to the top of the world with no words. And the girl gets so busy with it that she does not notice that the man puts her on the bed with one easy movement and grabs the lady’s thigh with a heavy breath and raises it a little as he covers his girlfriend’s neck generously with wet and dry exciting kisses. The brunette’s body bends like a snake after everything her boyfriend does, her fingers squeeze the sheet tightly in passion, and she has to pump much air into her lungs very often due to the lack of it, and sensual, long-lasting moans get out of her mouth by themselves.       “Oh, gosh…” Helene pronounces with rolled eyes when Peter’s long fingers squeeze and caress her breasts confidently, and his lips and tongue caress, suck, and pull in her tough nipples. “M-m-m…”       “Oh, yay, it’s much better…” Peter purrs with a smug smile and leaves a few kisses on Helene’s belly, over which he also runs his burning hot hands. “Now I feel much better.”       “Please, Peter…”       “We’ll talk about it later when it’s all over. And now the only thing I wanna hear from you is your moans. And your words about you wanting me.”       “Yeah… I want you… So bad… Please, take me.”       “Your wish is a law to me, Helene.”       Peter’s hand caresses Helene’s abdomen a little and gets underneath her denim shorts, feeling how hot and wet it is in there. Maybe he does nothing yet, but the girl’s muscles tense strongly as she looks forward to something that she thinks and begs silently about, pumping much more air and understanding that every beat of her heart hits her on her temples. But the man does not rush to taste the sweetest dessert and teases his girlfriend whining from impatience with short, assertive kisses on the lips and caresses of the front of her neck with his mouth and the tip of his tongue. Then she runs her hands tenderly over his torso and gives special attention to the area under his navel, pretending that she is getting ready to get down and down. But to the blond’s disappointment, she does not even touch the male flesh with her fingertips and just moves her hand to his biceps and shoulders and puts her arms around his neck.       “Bitch…” Peter growls into Helene’s lips and bites the bottom one slightly with his teeth.       “You ain’t better,” Helene snaps with a sweet smile.       Taking Helene by the wrists, raising her hands above her head, and pressing them to the bed, Peter bites tenderly the thinnest part of the skin on her neck and sucks it intensively for two or three seconds, while she puts her leg around the man’s waist and closes her eyes from an overabundance of emotions, falling into the abyss of infinite pleasure. He keeps getting pleasure from caressing the naked female breasts with his hands, lips, and tongue, and covering her flat belly with short kisses, not forgetting to watch his sweetheart’s reaction to stop in case she feels hurt and uncomfortable. However, the girl feels very good now. As good as she has probably never felt before. She is lying on the bed absolutely relaxed and enjoying the caress her boyfriend gives to her body, admiring truly every single centimeter of it and giving a lot of attention to it. And she is positive enough for Rose wishing to take off her denim shorts, starting to open the fly on them slowly at some moment. Moreover, Marshall also has a goal – to finally take the pants off the blond and do her best for both of them to enjoy this wonderful moment when there is nobody around but them.       

***

      Even if Marcus decided to hide for some time, it does not mean he gave up on his idea of getting rid of Peter. Vice versa, the man has been thinking so hard about what to do over the past week, being much more determined to destroy the guy he hates so much after he managed to get away from his accomplices and ran away from the place where he was brought by force. To be clear, he knows what he wants to do, but he cannot decide when he should take the next step in his plan.       After a long and hard day at work, Marcus asked Elijah, Luther, Darren, David, and Ronald to meet him in an unpopular park, talk about their further actions, enjoy the warm weather, and watch the sun slowly go down the horizon. They decided to sit on one of many long wooden tables with two benches, on which three people could sit. While the young men decided to please themselves with a bottle of cold beer, Mr. Longbottom preferred just a lemon drink, and all of them brought a little box of fried chicken wings with a delicious golden crust covered with more or less hot spices and some ketchup, in which they soak them at times.       “So, I think it was enough to give them one week to have a rest,” Marcus says thoughtfully with a sly smile, holding a chicken wing that he eats slowly. “The guys relaxed a little, calmed down, and thought I had left them alone. It means… We can catch them with no problems.”       “Do you think Rose came to himself after what we did to him?” Luther asks, taking a sip of beer after beating a whole chicken wing.       “I can’t say anything. But he should not the fuck relax. We’ve gotta keep ruining the life of that boy.”       “Do you want us to catch him somewhere and drive to the same place again?” Darren asks, enjoying the taste of a chicken wing that he is holding with both hands.       “No, don’t do it now. Though I would be happy to see the show you started again.”       “We had a lot of fun, too!” David confesses cheerfully, folding his hands on the table. “I had the pleasure of beating the powerless man who couldn’t answer us since he was tied up tightly.”       “And how we hit him with an electric gun!” Ronald adds funnily, soaking a chicken wing in ketchup. “The blond-haired almost lost his voice as he screamed!”       “It’s okay, guys, you will have a chance to mock him again,” Marcus replies confidently. “It’s not the last meeting with the boy for us.”       “By the way, he hasn’t been heard or seen over the past week,” Elijah notices, holding a bottle of beer that he drinks from at times.       “Right!” Ronald agrees. “When the guys and I walk in the city or go somewhere for our business, we don’t notice Rose anywhere.”       “Even his loyal henchmen are hiding,” David notices. “At least, I haven’t met anyone.”       “They’re probably sitting at home,” Marcus assumes and takes a sip of lemonade. “They think they’re absolutely safe there.”       “Yes, to some extent,” Elijah pronounces thoughtfully. “Even if we go there, we won't be able to do anything ‘cause there are too many witnesses around.”       “Yeah, but we do know where they’re living. And, for example, we can watch one of Rose’s pals, who is living in the country house with his young beauty.”       “Right…”       “But I’ve seen Rose’s girlfriend multiple times,” Darren confesses. “Near the place where she works.”       “Really?” Marcus expresses an interest, wiping his mouth with a handkerchief.       “Aha, she always comes in her car. It’s a good one, huh. Not a new one, of course, but it’s in good condition. It’s clear that Marshall takes care of it.”       “Did you see her near her workplace? Or somewhere else?”       “Oh, I saw her going to a shop with her old grandmother!” Luther says. “They walked hand in hand, had a sweet talk, and put food in their basket.”       “I wonder if the girl told the old woman about what was happening?” Marcus folds his hands on the table. “Elijah said she knew nothing. Marshall confessed that to him.”       “No, Mr. Longbottom, I don’t think so,” Elijah shakes his head. “Marshall said clearly that her grandmother would never know what happened to Peter and her.”       “Never say never. Early or late, that woman will have to know what kind of trouble her granddaughter got into. Against her will, of course, but still.”       “If she didn’t date Rose, she would save her life!” David exclaims. “As well as his pals would save themselves if they didn’t lick his ass.”       “I imagine that Marshall’s grandmother gets struck after she knows everything,” Ronald says thoughtfully with a sly smile. “Gets a heart attack so that she does not live for two more days.”       “She will not live if something happens to her beloved granddaughter,” Darren fixes.       “It would just be enough to tell her that the gal almost drowned,” Luther says confidently. “She stayed alive thanks to the fact that the smelly dog brought Rose there and made him jump in the water in time.”       “Yeah, the gal was lucky that time,” Marcus replies thoughtfully, stroking his chin. “But if not for the dog, Rose wouldn’t have come back to her. He was so mad at her because he thought she wasn’t loyal to him.”       “By the way, lord, don’t you think it’s time to tell him all the secrets of his girlfriend?” David asks. “He will begin to think we’re lying to him if we don’t prove our words.”       “No, guys, Peter will not think so,” Marcus shakes his head. “He got a serious doubt that started to eat him and would not get out so easily. Even if he doubts, something will not let him believe in the girl’s innocence.”       “But we can conclude that Rose doesn’t trust Marshall completely,” Elijah notices cheerfully. “He’s got some suspicions about her. In the opposite case, it would be hard for us to make him doubt her. But now we did it much easier than we thought.”       “Yeah, honestly, I thought we’d try to work hard. But as it turned out, he believed us after my first message. And the more messages Peter receives, the faster his doubts grow.”       “It seems like everything is not alright between them,” Ronald assumes. “Or they just got through the time when a partner seemed freaking perfect and started to give some reasons to doubt or suspect something.”       “Anyway, sending messages won’t be enough soon,” Darren notices. “We really need to contact the one who gave us the dirt on Marshall. And then decide how to send it to Rose.”       “Right,” Marcus agrees. “We should open the boy’s eyes and show him what his girlfriend really is. Let him live with the thought that she is a bitch.”       “Well, remembering what that person told us, she is really a bitch,” Elijah sneers evilly. “Though, she’s freaking beautiful, I must confess.”       “Yeah, the gal uses her beauty to the fullest. Someone who doesn’t know her wouldn’t even think she’s a bee that can sting you.”       “You’re right, lord!” Luther exclaims.       “But that’s good we actually made him doubt her and turned Rose against Marshall,” Darren notices. “He wouldn’t care about her so much and save her from danger.”       “Yeah, our effort turned out not to be worthless,” Marcus notices confidently and drinks some lemonade. “You and I have taken a long way already. We need a little before my revenge becomes real.”       “Hey, why doesn’t he leave home for one week?” David wonders. “Did he piss himself in fear? Is he afraid that we may pack him and take him away somewhere?”       “It’s alright, early or late, he will get out of his hole. To buy food, to hang out with his friends, to solve his band’s issues, in the end…”       “Are your next plans connected with Rose?” Luther specifies.       “I can’t say anything yet.” Marcus steeples his fingers and thinks for two seconds. “I have so much to do. I need to deal with Peter, shut the gal up, do something to his friends… And the dog is a pain in my ass…”       “Do we try to do what we did before again?” Darren suggests.       “Maybe. But I’m afraid that the kids are gonna be smarter this time. For example, Rose’s pals can’t be poisoned now because they will be careful all the time.”       “Yeah, but these bastards won’t go after one another like tails all the time,” David notices cheerfully. “The men’s attention is likely on protecting their gals that we don’t actually need at all.”       “Right, Rose’s pals will hardly spend hours in his hole and go after him everywhere,” Ronald agrees.       “And if we could turn his pals against Rose, nobody would especially lick his ass,” Elijah adds.       “Honestly, I think that we should stop trying to deal with Peter for a while,” Marcus replies thoughtfully. “We’ve gotten him super excited after all these attacks and our kidnapping attempt.”       “Hey, do you want to try to deal with his pals and gal now?” Luther specifies.       “Yeah, I think we’d better deal with them. So life doesn’t seem too sweet to them. One attempt to drown the gal and one attempt to poison one of those freaks wasn’t enough. We need something else. Something that can shake them much stronger.”       “You have some ideas, Mr. Longbottom?” Darren asks.       “No yet. But I think… I can give you all a wonderful chance to satisfy your needs to use Marshall all together. Fuck her in all the holes.”       “M-m-m, it would be so great…” Luther rolls his eyes with a smug smile. “I would be happy to spread the legs of that shorty.”       “I believe it won’t be hard to catch her since she walks quietly on the streets of the city.”       “Oh, we’re gonna have much fewer problems with her than Peter. Yes, he managed to have us wrapped around his finger and run away, but it will not work anymore in the case of Helene. She’s a girl, a coward, a weak one, and she is a terrible athlete. If she wanna run away, she will not go too far.”       “You’re absolutely right in it, sir,” Elijah agrees. “Even if she screams and begs to let her go, it will not change anything.”       “By the way, Mr. Longbottom, how do you feel after that asshole hit you with an electric gun?” David expresses anxiety.       “I am alright,” Marcus replies with a slight smile. “No need to worry.”       “Sorry, we could not stop him, and we let it happen,” Ronald apologizes with sadness in his eyes.       “It’s alright, don’t even think about it.”       “I swear when that asshole shows up in front of us again, we will hit him so that he will regret it,” Darren swears.       “Yeah, we will take revenge on him for you!” Elijah promises. “He will pay for daring to attack the older man.”       Marcus says nothing and just sneers evilly as he takes a little sip of lemonade.       “By the way, Luther, did you manage to find your own car that Peter stole?” Marcus asks.       “Yes, yes, I found it,” Luther nods and drinks some beer from the bottle. “I was lucky. It was in the place where we took Rose away from. The car was parked right on the sidelines. And the keys were on the seat.”       “Nothing disappeared?”       “No, no, nothing. He stole nothing.”       “It seems like he wanted to find the dog,” Elijah assumes. “You said you left that piece of shit there.”       “And it’s strange that he found him!” Darren exclaims. “Since Marshall walked with him and played with him.”       “That dog doesn’t know his owner will go to the afterlife soon,” Marcus smirks evilly. “He doesn’t know that nobody will save her this time. I shall do my best for Peter to be able and to wish to do nothing to save her.”       “If we decide to kidnap her, nobody will be able to find this wonderful creature,” Ronald replies thoughtfully. “And nobody will even dare to blame us for something.”       “And we can use the situation,” David smiles mysteriously. “Inject some sedative or drugs into her and have fun with her. Take a couple of explicit photos and videos and send them to Rose.”       “M-m-m, excellent idea, man!” Luther clicks his fingers. “Rose is gonna break his phone to the fuck if he sees photos of his girlfriend, whose naked body is used by multiple men.”       “I am giving you total freedom!” Marcus promises with his head proudly raised. “You can have fun with her as much as you want at any time. The most important thing is that you don’t kill her. Because Helene must die before the eyes of Peter. His friends and she first, and he goes next.”       “Thanks a lot, sir!”       “And I really love the idea of photos.” Marcus strokes his chin. “Why don’t we add some fuel to the fire and set up a real flame? Moreover, we can make it all like she cheats. Without specifying that she is drugged with something. Pretend that the girl agreed on it and had nothing against group sex.”       “Oh, yay!” Darren exclaims with a wide smile. “Rose won’t handle it one hundred percent.”       “Aha, he’s gonna go crazy,” David assumes. “So that his pals won’t be able to stop him.”       “And he will want to take it out on them,” Elijah adds. “So that they can put a final dot to their friendship.”       “Right, we just need to make him super furious!” Ronald exclaims. “So that his own friends are his enemies, who are guilty of all the possible sins.”       “Well, he’s definitely turned one of them against himself,” Luther says thoughtfully, stroking his chin. “The one he fought with before meeting us. The one who was super lucky not to end up in the same trouble as him.”       “It’s alright, guys, Peter will turn his back on the two others,” Marcus assures. “I really love the idea of making him more enraged. And the situation with the girl is gonna be good for us.”       “Trust me, Mr. Longbottom, if we keep insisting upon what we want and provoking Rose all the time, his friends will be able to do nothing and will become his target,” Elijah says with his head proudly raised. “The stronger psychological pressure we put him in, the sooner he breaks and feels his weakness.”       “You’re right, Elijah. That was the first and last time we let Peter relax a little. He will have no more chances. From this moment on, the second round of our battle starts.”       “The level is higher and much harder now,” David notices. “He’ll have to apply effort to pass it.”       “He will not pass it,” Luther expresses confidence. “And even if Rose magically gets to the final one, he will lose to the final boss. I mean you, my lord.”       “And I cannot wait to end this,” Marcus smiles widely. “I can’t wait to crush that asshole like a pearl. The scum that I will never forgive for what he did.”       “Wait for a while, sir,” Darren insists. “You will calm down and keep enjoying your life soon.”       “But on the other hand, I really like to pull this moment and torture Peter and his gorgeous girlfriend. I like to watch them suffer. The way their relationship is getting ruined. The way that boy is getting closer to the moment when he stays all alone and gets a powerful hit.”       “By the way, since you decided to deal with the gal, when will she be destroyed?” Luther asks and folds his hands on the table with a sly smile.       “Let’s wait for one or two days and then start working on our plan,” Marcus replies quietly. “Before catching the girl, I shall try to get something for you that will help you pack her with no problems.”       “Are you planning to drive her to the place where we brought Rose?” Darren specifies.”       “No, it would be risky. Peter knows where it is and would probably love to go there. But I am going to do my best for them to see each other for the last time someday and meet in the afterlife.”       “So, where will we hide her then?” Ronald throws his hands up. “Not at your home, in a basement!”       “No, not my home, for sure. We need to find a place where the gal cannot be found. Where nobody would go so easily.”       “Wherever you hold her, those pathetic people will be able to do nothing,” David assures. “Even if the police turn the entire city upside down.”       “The most important thing is that nobody blames us. For everyone, we are just simpler workers who are not involved in any type of scandal.”       “So, let all those people and cops play the game,” Luther laughs evilly. “That they will get sick of early or late. If they don’t find the girl, she will be declared missing or actually dead.”       “And who knows, maybe, Rose will go so crazy from grief that he will want to do you a favor and try to kill himself for the second time,” Darren assumes. “And do his best for nobody to have time to bring him to life.”       “I shall try not to bring everything to this,” Marcus replies thoughtfully. “Because I want to kill him personally, with my own hands. If he dies at his wish, I will not get any kind of pleasure.”       “We get it, lord,” Elijah smiles mysteriously.       “So, guys, be determined but smart. First of all, don’t let anyone die too soon. When we catch the gal, you can do anything you want to her, but don’t dare to bring her to death. And we should not kill Peter’s pals now. Maybe the problem with them will be solved by itself. I can’t say anything.”       “Don’t worry, Mr. Longbottom,” Elijah pronounces confidently. “At this moment, everything is going fine. Yes, of course, we screwed it up in some cases, but the situation is actually under our control. This story will have the ending that you want.”       “As I’ve said many times, I cannot do this without your help,” Marcus replies with a slight smile. “I’m no longer a boy and can’t run after kids as fast as I did twenty years ago. Though a thirst for revenge chokes me every fucking day.”       “You can count on us in everything, lord,” Luther says amicably. “We’d do anything for you. Not just in honor of our fathers and our respect for them, but also for your wonderful attitude toward us.”       “If you manage to catch the girl, you can think she is your prize that I give you in advance for all your efforts. Until she dies, you will be able to do anything you want to her. You are young guys with hot blood, and you wanna spend time with a beautiful girl.”       “We can fuck her in all the holes but also put her under some little torture,” Darren smiles mysteriously.       “The most important thing is not to kill her. And I will not mind if you turn her life into real hell. In case she, for example, is not nice and obedient. If she doesn’t want to do what we want and befriend us.”       “As you wish, lord,” Ronald inclines his head.       Marcus says nothing and just smiles slyly at his companions, not doubting that these guys will not let him down and will never stop coming up with more and more wonderful ideas for revenge on Peter and torture that he and Helene will not surely take and will deprive them of any wish to fight and resist.