“I gave you the money back so you would stop stinking up the place. And now get out of my apartment,” Elena demanded of her husband.
Your apartment is turning into a revolving door, Lena, and I don’t like it at all,” Viktor stood in the middle of the living room with his arms crossed over his chest. His gaze wandered around the corners of the room, as if he were looking for cobwebs or dust, but instead kept landing on … Read more