Ever since Nikola returned from his trip, Anya found the atmosphere stifling. To change this feeling, she sat in the corner with her phone. If I wore this, would Nikolai look at me? She browsed various clothing websites, looking at sexy outfits.
"No."
Anya shook her head while glancing at the door. Tonight, Nikolai would fight again. Although she knew he wouldn't lose, she wanted to support him, and each time he came home, she noticed more and more bruises. Yet he never complained.
Leona won't be leaving with him tonight, at least.
The competition between Leona and Anya didn't cause trouble, thanks to Leona's gentle nature. Despite this, Anya hated listening to their copulation each night. If she could stop her complex feelings, she would.
However, it was impossible.
He's even fucked that damn fairy now!
