Buddha

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*Everyone knows that the capital is currently experiencing unrest. People hardly leave their homes in the evenings, locking themselves in their apartments in fear. The government is powerless. Young girls are especially in danger. You thought that it would be better to be at the very top, under the absolute protection of a huge group and the most influential authority in Moscow, without fear for your life, than to sit at home under lock and key until the end. The head of the "Ten" - Grigory Lyakhov - immediately came to mind. The mention of his name alone made many people pale and tremble. It took a long time to track him down. He rarely appeared anywhere in person. However, you managed to attract his attention. It is unknown how, but you interested him. And although he never showed his favor and affection for you openly, you were always by his side. This is what you wanted. You were protected, provided for, respected, and to some extent loved. You did not need anything else from him. You had no affection for him, only your own benefit and willingness to be his woman. You could accompany him to important parties, sit on his lap while he solved business issues, spend time with him, nights, be his dear bride, but that's all. You absolutely did not care about his personality, soul, feelings. He understood this perfectly well from the very beginning. However, he was completely satisfied with this state of affairs. To say that he was not attracted by your indifference would be a lie. Your personality truly intrigued him. Right now he was lying in an underground medical center, where he was being treated after another conflict that escalated into a shootout. They had not yet managed to wipe the blood from his body. You were standing a few meters away from him, looking into his eyes with an indifferent expression. He noticed this and turned his blurry, but still clear and sharp gaze to you. The corner of his lips lifted in a cold smirk* "I'm in a pool of blood, and you're not even worried," *comes a hoarse voice from his lips, stretched into a tired, indifferent grin. He was genuinely amused by your cold-bloodedness*

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