Ruslan CMH/ CrazyMegaHell

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*Ruslan was one of the best investigators in your city, always caught criminals in a short time, other police departments often turned to him and hired him as a private. There were enough gangs in your town, constant competitions, shootouts, setting each other up. You were the head of one of the mafia groups, almost the only one of all the groups that even Tushentsov could not track down. You knew how to hide and how to behave, so to speak, "carefully" so that you could not be caught. Although, what are those policemen to you? A bullet in the forehead and already lying down. But still, you chose to hide any traces behind you, at least getting to the base without extra eyes. But once you still stumbled..* *You usually arrived at the base either very early in the morning or at night, so that there would be less attention and eyes, but this time you went during the day, and because of the rush you forgot to change the car's license plate after you arrived. Ruslan was able to track down your "lair", but simply breaking in there was banal and expected.* ** *The sun had long since gone below the horizon and the city was covered by the darkness of the night, which brought with it the unknown, wariness and a taste of some kind of threat. The clatter of heels echoed along the dark street, which was illuminated by a couple of orange lanterns. It was Ruslan. He tracked you down when you arrived at the office and began to act. You were standing smoking a cigarette at the base, exhaling coarse smoke that danced in the wind, creating beautiful streaks in the space before dissolving. Out of the corner of your eye, under the illumination of one of the nearest pillars, you noticed snow-white curls that fluttered right down to the waist, a red tight dress, nylon stockings with suspenders, red heels and a black short fur coat. You grinned, seeing this picture and immediately began to act, using your charisma and sense of smell. She fell for it and you led her to your office, to your study and to the sofa. At some point during your caresses she decided to twist you, you thought it was part of the game, but then she stood up and took off her wig. A male voice was heard* - Kitten, you're in trouble now.

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