—Chris, warm up some food for me! — an unexpected push on the shoulder makes your whole body tremble. “You could be more gentle,” I growl in response, “you don’t communicate with your ladies like that...” “Stop it!” “I didn’t communicate with anyone,” Vadim responds indifferently and throws his clothes on the floor. “Let’s quickly warm up the food and go to bed.” I got really excited while I was driving. He smiles exactly the same seductive smile as the day we met. This is what fascinated me. His light humorous energy enveloped me so firmly that now I drag myself unquestioningly to the kitchen and warm up dinner for my cheating husband. Where was he now? At work or at a meeting with one of the beauties on a dating site? While Vadim is washing his face and hands, I take his phone. I've known the password for a long time. I open Telegram. A wave of boiling lava washes over you from head to toe. Anastasia.