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Love story

The dream moves away from reality (Chapter 2(Continuation of history)).

POV Allen We drove up to any incredibly beautiful building dark coral color of. It was twenty stories high, wrapped in neon ribbon and decorated with peonies. Wow, I've never seen that! Once inside the building, we went to the ... escalator? Well, if you can say that about this thing. Generally, within too many of my toys that fly around, doing something, and somehow say Hello to me "Hello, Madam." "Hey, baby, welcome to Kol–Leccis.There are the best collectors from all over the world. Then collect it all! Here and your collection is", — said in her loud voice young man of twenty years. He has light brown hair, slicked with gel, wearing black breeches and a white t-shirt with a heart, and on his feet... socks with a hole and red shoes. Well, okay. "What?" My collections? — I can't believe it. It was as if she were in a Paradise where she was ready to stay for the rest of her life." — Certainly. And you know, it's one of the three best-selling collections in the world! Or rather,

POV Allen

We drove up to any incredibly beautiful building dark coral color of. It was twenty stories high, wrapped in neon ribbon and decorated with peonies. Wow, I've never seen that! Once inside the building, we went to the ... escalator? Well, if you can say that about this thing. Generally, within too many of my toys that fly around, doing something, and somehow say Hello to me "Hello, Madam."

"Hey, baby, welcome to Kol–Leccis.There are the best collectors from all over the world. Then collect it all! Here and your collection is", — said in her loud voice young man of twenty years. He has light brown hair, slicked with gel, wearing black breeches and a white t-shirt with a heart, and on his feet... socks with a hole and red shoes. Well, okay.

"What?" My collections? — I can't believe it. It was as if she were in a Paradise where she was ready to stay for the rest of her life."

Certainly. And you know, it's one of the three best-selling collections in the world! Or rather, congratulations, now you're in second place. Sales of your collections are on "Hurray"! Them buying the entire stake of Neccisary. At this rate, our company will lead the top three in sales of collections-now my eyes bulged. I turn and look at the cabin Boy, who is smiling his sweet smile, congratulating me on the success of the business.

"What's going on?" Is that true? Is it real? I whisper to myself, but the blond man heard me.

"I'll tell you something: you can believe anything."

"Believe? So it's all true? Is it real? I repeated the questions over and over until he stared at me and explained the truth of the world. "

He told me that we were meeting with one of the shareholders of our company, took my hand and led me to the car.

We arrived at a restaurant that was all silver. My eyes rolled dozens of orbits from what I saw. Everything is so idealized and made in a minimalist style that I was ready to stay here to live.

When she got to the third floor, she saw a strong man's back sitting at a table. As I understood, then this and there is man, with which we must to meet, for more on third floor no one not was. As we walked to this table, my gaze was directed to the floor. I both expected and feared this meeting at the same time, and having reached the goal, I held my breath.

In front of us sat a boy of nineteen. He was incredibly handsome: neatly styled hair, white shirt, sleeves rolled up to the elbow, on the right hand adorned with a silver rolex watch, pants dark blue. But the first thing I noticed was his eyes — black as pitch, like two pools of water.

His gaze made me shiver. He rose, extending his hand to greet us. My pupils start to dilate at breakneck speed as soon as I hear the smell of tangerines emanating from him. It's intoxicating me at an unimaginable rate. I got drunk just smelling him, and he hadn't even said a word!

The smell of tangerines is my weakness, and this guy looks like he was born out of tangerine. ((I would joke about Irina's pussy, but it's not funny)

Hello, Kim Allen, the name of my b... er, I mean, my name is Chung Changuk is that a smirk? Smile? Maybe something in between?

"Hello, nice to meet you" — the guy pointed to the empty chairs, offering to sit down, and called the waitress to give us menus.

"Mr. Yun, can you leave us alone?" - asked Chung Conhook.

He nodded curtly, bowed, and left, which surprised me. He never left without saying something. He'll always say something reassuring or reassuring, and that's what I need right now.

My knees are shaking, my hands are starting to sweat. I was madly nervous, and the smell of tangerines. I have no idea what to do, what to say, and what is going on here in General. Too many questions had been running through my head in the last hour. which I couldn't answer.

"Alain, I can call you that, can't I?" - the two black pools looked at me appraisingly. Waiting for my nod, the boy continued: — So, I had long wanted to meet you, but I always refused, saying that it's not time yet, and grow old, waiting is not going to, um... well, I guess you eighteen years was enough. Well, I won't delay. I want your company back.