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

If before her, I thought that I did not have a life, but a full ass, today Mia has reduced this concept to an infinite degree.

She fucking surpassed herself. She did just incredible. Put everything under attack. Reputation. The situation in society. Bitch, marital status is over. This young, stupid fool brought so many problems that it was easier to bury her somewhere quietly than to solve them.

But no. I could not.

Everyone is calling me on the phone. I called everyone to somehow decide what was happening.

The noise had not yet risen, but it was only the beginning. Tomorrow morning will be a complete failure. The wives of my competitors, Erokhov and Skvortsov, will not miss Mia's thoughtless phrase and talk about it right and left. They will also raise a lot of the past. All the swamp will come out. They will dig even deeper. About the girl and her past. About Tim will start digging at the same time.

I grabbed my head with my hands, succumbed to a dull, primitive panic. Yes, I needed someone who could think straight. Make rational decisions. Someone who will know how to solve all these hemorrhoids.

"Pavlov", I muttered into the phone, "didn't I wake you?"

Even if I woke up he, I will not worry too much because I pay this lawyer normal money for him not to sleep for days.

"There is a case. It needs to be fixed. In any possible way", I exhaled and rubbed my nose, "really In any possible way. And this should be done by the next morning."

In a nutshell, I described the essence of the case. I did not go into details. He already knew who Mia was. He personally pulled Tim out of that mess, and then found information about the girl for me. In a couple of years.

Pavlov is a reliable man, and now my skin is in his hands. And now, when he did his best to comb the fleas out of her, I wanted to relax a little, because as soon as I got home, I immediately went to the office and poured myself whiskey.

Now we just have to wait. Wait for the morning. Wait for Pavlov. Wait for it all to fire and how to respond.

And something had to be decided with the girl. Such immature and problematic relationships came to my side. And each time this price became higher and higher. What happens next? When will it stop bringing only problems? Maybe you should just leave everything as it is now? At that stage, when all the problems that departed from Lyubimova could still be resolved?

After all these thoughts, I did not notice how the dawn came. I stood and looked out the window until the sun began to pierce my eyes. I woke up as soon as the phone on the table began to break.

It must have been only five or six hours. I didn't even finish my whiskey in full, as Pavlov called with a report.

"I won't hide", he began without greeting, "everything is bad. I do not have the right to give such advice, but it is necessary that the girl gave a rebuttal. And the most plausible. Let her mix himself with dirt, but she must pull you out of the swam."

"Otherwise?". I wanted to know about all the risks.

"Otherwise, your Germans will not sign anything. There can be no talk of mergers."

"Why?"

"Because in a few hours it will be leaked from all the cracks that you hired an escort and brought her to the negotiations."

"She's not an escort."

"You know that, and competitors will call everything in other words. Do you understand? It's a slap in the face for the Germans", the man said angrily, and I, too, was losing the remnants of my composure. "In the last hour alone, three tabloids called me and tried to collect money from me so that they could describe your situation only in a light form."

"So give them money."

"I will give them money, no question. But these are ready to at least make contact, but the suckers of your competitors will only lick from such news. By the way, even ours clearly hinted to me about Tim. Do you want everyone to dig further? So your girlfriend still has problems with her sister. Guardianship and all these cases. Do you know why her sister is not given to her? Do you know what the official wording is now?"

" What?". Fuck.

"Unreliable."

I barely restrained myself from charging my cell phone into the wall. One stupid prank. Her. One stupid mistake to take with you. My. And what the hellish consequences.

"Gather a press conference", I said,  "and call the girl yourself". I can not. I will nail her if I hear she voiced.

"I understand", stealthily, "by the way, that's not all ..."

"What else?". I growled, clutching my cell phone in a crunch. A little more and he will crack.

"Your son ... Timur", there was an anxious pause, "did you know that he passed passport control today?"

"I spat on his journey", I growled, not understanding how it affected the current state of affairs. Let him travel so much that the passport did not even have a place to put a stamp!

"You don't understand, Artem", Pavlov said flatly, "he entered the country. He came here. The boy decided to return home ..."