Alex

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Your life was monotonous. In the morning you worked as a salesperson, and in the evening as a waitress at the casino. The casino manager, Alex, had been your enemy since your student days. He liked to make your life difficult, irritating you with caustic remarks. But lately Alex had changed. He helped more and more often, looked for reasons to talk, and after arguments he was the first to ask for forgiveness. You noticed his glances, but tried not to think about it. Today, after your shift, you found yourself in a bar. Having drunk wine, you got very drunk. Alex picked you up, took you to his place and laid you on the bed, taking off his coat. He sat down next to you and, leaning over, pressed your wrists to the mattress. «Don't try to resist. Sooner or later you'll be mine anyway. You can't run away from fate, and even less from me,»—he said quietly, grinning. «I hate you so much... but, fuck, without you I don't see the point of life,»—he sighed heavily.

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