It feels unfair. Parsha sensed the unfairness of Pavel's statement. Everything the man said she had never done, never felt that she was in Charles' room. And anyway, what was the point? Sleeping in that man's room when she also had her own room with Pavel. "Drugged? You are ridiculous, Pavel!" argued Parsha. "How can anyone enter this room when only you and I know the key to the door. I never felt like opening the door since you left. That's all!" She still insisted on her belief that Pavel's statement was impossible for her to accept. "Are you still trying to deny it?" Pavel did not expect that Parsha would lie and not feel guilty at all. "I'm not denying it, Pavel! I never did it!" Parsha persisted with her argument. There was not the slightest feeling of accepting all the accusations. Pavel let out a long sigh. He scrunched up his waist as he looked the other way. "Do you want me to bring Charles here and ask him directly?!" "Wh-what?""I don't mind if I have to bring th
Pavel would really be a bad man for Parsha if it came to light that she was innocent. However, until this moment there was nothing he could do but wait for the system to answer his next question.'Alright. Then, was Parsha still wearing clothes at that time?'[Yes. Parsha's clothes are still complete.]Pavel let out a long sigh. This time it was not only relief that he felt but guilt as well. Parsha is not lying, but she did not do what Pavel thought all this time. Pavel looked at Parsha who was still in the same position - tightly covered with a blanket without the slightest gap. He approached, climbed onto the bed and hugged Parsha guiltily. "I don't want our relationship to be ruined because of this." He whispered. Regardless of what happened, Parsha had become a victim."I really feel guilty. I'm the one who hurt you," Pavel continued in a heavy he voice. The man comforted himself by tightening the hug even more, not caring about Parsha who was still reluctant to open the bl
Parsha looked at Pavel, as if she was detecting the lie embedded in her lover's eyes. She did not reply and just chose to remain silent and continue eating quietly. The soft rustling of the waves and the dim lighting created an intimate atmosphere in the luxurious restaurant inside the yacht. Tables covered in white linen with silver trinkets create a touch of elegance, while large glass windows provide stunning panoramic views of the ocean. Gracefully moving waiters serve creative dishes with expertise, creating the perfect blend of flavor and stunning visual presentation. In the corner, live music plays softly, adding a romantic touch to the dining experience. This atmosphere filled with warmth and luxury creates special moments amidst the majestic sea voyage.The serenity made the couple at another table, just behind Parsha and Pavel's table, get lost in the romantic atmosphere. In the luxurious restaurant on the yacht, the two couples sitting behind Parsha and Pavel's table a
"What's wrong with you?" The question made Bella gasp. It seemed as if the anxiety and franticness was shown on her face so clearly that the man in front of her asked in surprise. "It's fine," she replied with her best smile. Pavel didn't bother to look at Bella, while Parsha was silent but satisfied with what she was doing. They continued to eat peacefully with occasional light conversation and laughter. Relief could be clearly seen in Parsha's eyes, feeling that nothing else could disturb their happiness. Stomachs filled with delicious food satisfied, one burden lifted, Parsha took Pavel away from the restaurant. They paid the bill and hand in hand headed towards the exit. Only, suddenly something happened. Someone pulled Pavel's hand from behind, making Parsha also stop stepping. The person with a red face, either from embarrassment or anger, bowed his head, but his hand did not let go of Pavel's arm. Everyone looked confused, even the man at the table with Bella just star
"None of your business," Parsha replied lightly when Sofia pressed her. Sofia's grumbling can still be heard from the other end of the line, but Parsha smiles sarcastically. "If you have nothing more to say, I'm hanging up-""Hey! I want to talk to Pavel!" Sofia exclaimed."I told you he wasn't available!" "Lies! Then why were you there?! Why are you in Pavel's house when the owner isn't even there?" Parsha smiled slyly, as if he had the right answer to shut her up. "Because I am Pavel's girlfriend. I'm free to go in and out of this house." "Damn it! You're such a bitch!" Afterward, Parsha didn't hear Sofia's words because she gasped as Pavel returned from the toilet. Immediately she hung up the phone and smiled casually at her lover. Pavel, who had just finished, sat down where she was and asked, "What's wrong? Who called?" Parsha answered honestly, "Sofia. She called and said she wanted to talk to you, but I told her you weren't home." She looked as if she was waiting
Pavel let out a long breath. While Sofia was smiling brightly, she turned confused when she saw Pavel's uncharacteristic face. "Pavel, are you sick?" she asked and raised her hand to touch Pavel's forehead. "You look pale." Pavel moved away slightly out of reflex, then shook his head. "It's okay," she replied. Pavel's head was too busy thinking about Parsha who still didn't know where she was. So, he immediately asked, "What are you doing here?" "Of course to see your house and congratulate you!" Sofia immediately rushed at Pavel by hugging the man's arm. "You know what? I was upset when I called you, but you didn't pick up. Then, once I picked up, it was another woman who answered me." She pursed her lips in annoyance. Pavel didn't have time to do this. However, Sofia continued to cling to him and act spoiled. Every now and then Pavel's gaze would wander around the courtyard area, looking for Parsha who might still be around, but there was no sign of her at all. "Pavel, com
Pavel was presented with a quite stunning view of the high-rise building. Magnificent architecture, as well as the interior outside and inside the building. While still outside the building, especially outside the main gate, not many people were seen passing by, but after entering, people, most of whom were employees, seemed busy filling every corner of the floor. They seemed preoccupied with their work and interactions with each other.A man wearing formal clothes and a rifle slung around his waist approached Pavel. The man asked, "Who are you?" In a firm and intimidating tone."Spencer." Then, like a spell that instantly changes a person in an instant. The armed man said nothing, other than directing Pavel to follow him into a room that was nowhere to be found. Pavel followed the man in silence and occasionally looked around without lowering his guard. Until the moment when he entered a long hallway then stopped at one of the gray doors. The door opened automatically, when the
Pavel took one step, wanting to call Parsha before she left. However, he only opened his mouth when a noise came from behind his back. From the hallway, the shadows of many people could be seen running and some were exclaiming excitedly."Search every corner of this place!""Hurry up!" Pavel felt that the commotion was because of him. Then, immediately he's footsteps galloped quickly and calculatedly to avoid them. Pavel ignored Parsha who previously looked almost turned her head towards him, but since the situation did not allow it, he had to save himself. Pavel ran fast when he was far enough away from the others. In the hallway, Pavel felt like he was in a maze-there were only rooms whose doors were all closed. There was no way to run further because the end of the hallway was a dead end. Pavel checked the doors one by one with quick movements, but none of them opened at all. Pavel let out a long sigh. "Damn it! Why is it so hard?!" Even though when opening the iron bars do