Medieval insanity

love, and tenderness. He caught up with her at the door to the room and picked her up in his arms, she trustingly took him by the neck, continuing to laugh contagiously

prevented him from dipping into the depths of her eyes. Clasping his beloved's face with his palms, he began to cover it with short kisses, descending lower and lower.

loudly outside the window, someone

flying. Turning his head to the right, Andrew saw the silhouette of Xenia, his fiancée, who was sleeping soundly, exhausted after his unexpectedly emotional display of attention to her. He involuntarily reached out, touched her hair, and sighed in disappointment. The sensations of touching were not at all the same as

after meeting some new attractive girl, but of some deep, incomprehensible feeling of something viscous inside -

ed and feel guilty. But "Le Stagioni" was founded by his father and his friend. They worked hard and put a lot of time to transform a small fabric into a well-known high-class business. Bu

to Victor... His thoughts about his opponent made Andrew's teeth ache and his fists itch. No! Victor will not see the company! Firstly, he understood absolutely nothing about the fashion industry, secondly, he didn'

iled in anything yet! At the thought of her, Andrew sighed heavily an

y between her tiny office without windows, the chic office of the boss, and the financial department. But everything changed as soon as she was negotiating with financial directors of other companies, partners, and the management of banks. Figures and calculations were her elements, she was a goddess in finance and opponents felt and understood it, as a result of which she always sought discounts and the most favorab