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No one else came to see me. And everything would be fine if it were not for the growing feeling of hunger as the night approaches. The last time I ate, I didn’t even want to think. A long time ago, right after Ivan and I signed last night. Sort of like a honeymoon dinner. A bottle of champagne and one plate of light snacks for two at a local restaurant. Excited, I couldn’t really swallow anything, but now I would have eaten an elephant!

After hesitating for about half an hour, I went out into the corridor. The house was immersed in pleasant twilight and shrouded in silence. I found the kitchen without any problems – it was not far from my room. Large, well furnished. There wasn’t much food in the fridge. Obviously, the owner of the house preferred to eat at his casino or somewhere else. A few apples, a bunch of grapes. Taking the bottle from the door, I uncorked the cork and sniffed.

– Good vodka, – she suddenly heard right above her ear and dropped the cork in surprise.

– What do you need?! She blurted out before she could think of anything. Max looked from his face to the bottle in my hands.