What happened was both disgusting and mesmerizing.

The party was in full swing.

And while no one paid attention to the modest girl Dasha Alekseeva, who happened to be at this holiday quite by accident.

Oleg held my hand. We approached different companies, the guys shook hands with Oleg, the girls devoured hungry looks and bestowed frank smiles, the most arrogant kissed him on the cheeks and lips, leaving lipstick marks, completely ignoring my presence. Congratulations on the upcoming New Year poured in from everywhere. Ignatov was pleased, he was in his element, and reciprocated everything.

Of course, I was not against his communication with friends, but I didn’t want...