Dominate me by Julia Romush (best e reader for epub TXT) 📗

And the answer was lying on the surface.  A chain of random meetings and a handful of despair.  And we have what we have. 

The dream did not go, unlike that my memory raised our first meeting in a few years.  When I thought it was forgotten to the existence of this person, he reminded me again.  In the usual form of communication. 

By humiliating and depressing. 

"What, damn?!", yelled a voice in my head.  He belonged to the most hated person.  Well, if not worst, exactly one of the worst ones. 

I accidentally turned a couple of glasses that are carried out for visitors, and their content poured into one man. 

I even look as I did not have to go, I recognized him on the voice.  As in the song "I will recognize a dear in walking, "so I will recognize this, as arrogantly sounded his words. 

"Who admitted you here to work?". I doubt that he wanted to say exactly this, but we still stayed in a public place.  Among his colleagues. 

"Artem", said someone from the side, "soothe. Pale girl as chalk.  You would, maybe not welded it, but helped ... "

Perhaps if there would be another girl in my place, her fate would happen differently, but no one was merciful.  Especially Artem, when he transferred a look from his spoiled things to me. 
 

And froze.  Like me. 

In my breath away from his point of view when I noted how his face expression changed, it was worth a man to recognize ... Me. 

"What are you doing here?".  In the voice of steel. 

"I work", from my answer to his eyebrows were drawn up.  It seems he even smiled scornfully. 

"No ..." 

"What's "no"?". I or now stupid or just could understand anything from his answer. 

"Worked before...  Followed me ..." 

The man turns and, without waiting for my answer, headed to the administrator. 

"We arrived", me pulls out of memories of Alexander's voice. 

As strange.  It seemed to me that we were riding a half hour.  But it's worth to open my eyes as I understand that we really stopped.  But this time stood at a completely different house.  Not where Artem lived.  And it is unlikely that he moved here ... 

The building was alive, but compact. 

I did not recognize her. 

I have not been here before.