Damir

cked his lighter and took a drag. Standing on his bedroom balcony, he looked up at the clou

Or rather, they went to their bedrooms, although probably no one slept a wink. All except Samad, he never showed up. They said

uld be there for him wherever he was. Here means here. Oh, and Aliyah... he

And he couldn't resist her desires. He was always soft on women, on mothers especially. His Iranian mother spoke littl

he had no idea this could happen to him. Love, pride, a thirst to make up for lost years. He couldn't even make sense of what was going on in his soul. But he knew for a fact that he no longer wanted to part with them. The only task for him now was to take his mother Zulfia as soon as possible, she too was waiting for him, missed him, and loved him. Damir could not leave her for long, knowing that she was sitting there counting

ily business. And the first thing he planned to do was to take

ruits of all kinds. The produce was sold to various factories and to the market. They also had a network

the shoulder, amazed at the scale of the business. As they drove along the road to the office, his father outlined the condition and what all the

no words

eover, according to our information, you graduated with honors from university and studied diligently enough.

with which he covered his eyes understandingly a

of crime and wore a tie, but that doesn't change the past. And, of course, his skills should have come in handy for their

red his mouth with his fist and began

is hand on his shoulder again, «you a

department, which Omer himself used to do. Then from evening until late at night, in the arms of his mother. He auto

ne reacted so calmly to his absence that he

while, I'll be right back, I

on by his older brother and bodyguar

r. She would just go outside the cafe and be back in fifteen minutes. He smiled, too,

ssing by, sitting at tables, all busy with something of their own. Their emotional interaction with each other was mostly in French, which he d

w are yo

lmost as tall as his own, although Damir's height exceeded 190 cm. He had slightly blond hair and warm brown

omeone else's table, he hadn't figured it out yet. But it was the English address that told him that this guy was either watching him and Saher, or he knew who he was approach

young man sitting across from him i

o examine his face, looking for a

spoke, pressed his lips and he leaned forward

nswered quickly, taking his cup of coffee

table in front of him, and after a short pause,

or us to talk in private first, and then to

d leaned back in his chair fo

give you as much money as you want, so t

rows went up

ou lost

d looked away, «Does th

gan to light up with an angry fire. He was disappointed. And he was hurting. Hurt for his mother from Bolgar. After all, she thought of him, too, and

aking any sens

the night I first showed up. And wouldn'

y looked at each other in silence for a minute,

my family and everything is mine. And though you are a son by blood, yo

by this bravado a

w and nothing have

at he didn't understand the po

in the head by gangsters who take all your last money, and then you have to do the same to survive, risking your freedom a

to watch action movies,»

deeply

only

ave not long time,» insisted

en w

was

me up to them with a ra

s, have y

warm and answered first,» yes, dear. Samad kindly offer

ekbones quivered. He slapped the table lightly and tu

brother?» The girl turned u

don't worry, ev

leaned over and kiss