Ivanna Zhelizna

I expected it to be a one-time thing, after which I wouldn't even remember the face of the club dancer, one of many. After so many years of loneliness, I've gotten used to this kind of scenario. And I'm even more comfortable with it. But this time something went wrong. - I agreed to any price. My mind was drugged by this woman. I wanted her like I had never wanted anyone else in my life. And in response, I was whispered in my ear: “I am not for sale.” Or the story of how a resourceful killer got into someone else's game. But will there be a winner?