Umm... Well, until you get tired of my active interference in your destiny, then I'll probably torture you!

I laughed quietly and did not even notice how one of his hands randomly ended up just below my knee, and the other covered my foot. All the same, Max is an incorrigible crook! When Demyan appeared on the threshold of the room, he somehow hurried to his place.

Well, okay ... I'll go. I'll take a taxi. Overstayed.

I reluctantly got to my feet as Max and Demyan hugged each other, patted each other on the back and exchanged plans for tomorrow's work day. Then I approached Maxim and hugged him, and he slightly tore me off the floor, but then immediately put me in my place. I lightly kissed him on the cheek, noting to myself the absolutely delicious and new perfume.

Will you come to us tomorrow? Katya missed you so much...

Certainly. I'll drop by in the morning.

We split up and Max left. Demyan came out to see him off and close the door. I turned off the light in the kitchen, went into the bedroom and immediately drowned in my beloved embrace. Demyan hugged me from behind, burying his face in my hair.

I feel so good with you ... - he said dreamily.

Me too. Thank you for these three years!

No, I should thank you... - Demyan brushed my hair back and lightly kissed my neck.

Chapter 2.

Stephanie .

The most ordinary morning of my happy days begins with a cup of coffee. Katyusha has eaten porridge and is now calmly dressing the dolls. Demyan had breakfast and was already going to work. And today I have a free day. Enjoying happy moments, I mentally prepare myself for the next course of treatment. It needs to go through. Because I really want to have a child, another child. Because I love Katyusha as my own.

When the front door opened, I was almost sure that Maxim had come. And she really wasn't wrong. The relative came into the room in a businesslike way, bent down and kissed Katyusha on the cheek. She rejoiced at his arrival.

Max, would you like some coffee? - while he and Katya began to build a fortress out of cubes, I started the coffee machine. He didn't even take off his coat, so he flopped down on his knees. Luckily the carpet was clean.

Yeah. I will. Likhanov replied without ceasing to smile.

You are right with the dawn to us ... Demyan has not even left yet.

Are you asking me to come when he leaves? - the brat chuckled, for which he received a cuff from me. As a result, Katyusha played in front of the TV, and we sat at the table. Maxim brought some documents and asked me for help. Actually, I didn’t understand much, but Max always said that a much more logical solution could come from the outside. While we were busy discussing working issues, Demyan entered the room.

Max, hi! My husband smiled slightly. Responding to his greeting, Maxim raised his right hand up, and he did not even turn to his brother.

Will you come with me? Or will you get there on your own?

I'll get there somehow. - without looking up from reading the documents, Maxim answered.

Fine. I'll be waiting for you at ten o'clock. And don't you dare be late.

As you say, daddy! Maxim chuckled stubbornly. I listened to them and just shook my head in surprise. God, will they ever grow up or not?! Demyan left, and we were busy with business for another hour and a half. Then Maxim looked at his watch, gasped in fright and got ready to go to work in the office.

All Steshka, I drove. Bye bye! - Hastily putting on shoes, he stammered.

Bye, Maxim! Katya screamed.

Come on, see you! I looked after him and closed the door. Since they started with crime, Maxim and Demyan have become much calmer. At first, I was afraid that someone from the past would find us and everything would happen again. But, the day gave way to night, and months and years passed after weeks. Our life was completely normal and happy.

Demyan .

Despite the March coolness, it was quite warm in the office. And full of urgent cases. I didn't even think I'd be involved with all this before. And it was not in my thoughts that my world would turn upside down overnight. I tried not to remember the past, because both Stefania and Maxim immediately noticed it and it was reflected in their mood too. I did not want to upset the people closest to me.

He looked at his watch after the second cup of coffee and realized that Max was late for a whole half hour. Well, what a brat?! He'll be in his thirties soon, and he's behaving like a teenager. Oh, Max, Max... Worker, fuck him...

Likhanov, are you disabled?! Where is your conscience?

What are you up to? - he looks unperturbed. Quite calmly he enters the office, sits opposite and straightens the collar of his coat. Of course, my indignation is just a tribute to etiquette. In fact, Max is the last thing I'll get mad at.

Will you deal with this? I nod at the pile of documents that was prepared for the tax office. Max lazily looks at the work waiting for him, pursing his lips in displeasure and opening a folder.

Well, when? He picks it up and casually flips through it. I sigh meaningfully and Max understands everything perfectly.

Clearly, in general, as usual, the deadline is yesterday! No problem!

We are expected to be disturbed by a phone call. I didn't hesitate and immediately picked up the phone. But, it seems, almost immediately regretted it. The voice on the other end of the line sounded familiar to me. And I realized that I did not want to hear him, but it was somehow suspicious to hang up the phone. It was a lawyer. The same lawyer and he called me! What for? He looked frowningly at Max, and he seemed to feel and also looked at me.

What are you? - worried brother.

Umm...Max, won't you leave me? - I carefully ask him to go to my office, because I do not want to speak in front of witnesses.

Good. If anything, I'm behind the wall. - Maxim frowns a little, but this is more due to misunderstanding and curiosity, however, he takes the documents and leaves, closing the door behind him.

Maxim .