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THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 91
“Woman, what are you doing?! What kind of night waltz was just that? - Jenny mentally asked herself in Kenny's voice, heading out of the tent towards the exit from the territory.Their conversation was very strange. Feeling like a butterfly in the arms of a tarantula, she herself voluntarily scheduled the next meeting for Friday. A date she won't miss! This unusual communication disturbed her too much.Behind her thoughts, she did not notice how a granite bench appeared before her eyes, on which, in the spirit of old romantic melodramas, Andy and Trisha were kissing. Barely holding back a burst of laughter, Jenny darted behind the nearest column with posters of performing artists. I didn't want to ruin the romantic moment. Perhaps the couple has just started kissing. But the girl could not resist the victorious fist thrown into the sky."Brother well done! I hope things work out for him and Trisha!” she joyfully danced in place, under the influence of pure childish delight.The import
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 92
I try to lie down and not move. Warm rays glide across the skin. Sun? They warm me up. I'm pleased. A light breeze causes goose bumps. I wince a little. But I breathe deeply. The light blinds my eyes, and I try to cover them with my hand. But the hands do not obey. They just lie like two sleepy boas. Beautiful purple flowers grow from my body. Their dense, fleshy leaves reach for the light and transfer the absorbed energy to me. They feel the vibrations of the wind, tickling. From bees and butterflies? They duck painfully against strong gusts of wind, making me hiss. Painfully.But here he comes. The warm light is still there. I don't see a face. Just a dark figure. He kneels in front of me. His hot hands first run over my skin from shoulder to hip. Forced to relax. Soothe. I involuntarily succumb to this caress."You need to wake up, dear Alice!"He roughly grabs one of the flowers to the very root.Jerk. I scream in surprise. The flower is torn from my body. Thick red blood flows do
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 93
- Run, daughter! shouted old Peter, who had managed to go around the cinema to enter through the visitor's entrance and rush to the aid of a girl in need.On his side, there was only the suddenness and obsession of the guard with a fragile worker, because of which he initially reacted poorly to external stimuli. But as soon as the target slipped out of his hands, all the fighting frenzy fell upon the old man. How much does it take for a wizened, albeit vigorous, old man to fall on the icy floor of the basement and be unable to get up? Just a few heavy blows with a club, echoing through the corridors with the terrible sound of a solid object colliding with fragile human flesh. Peter held on bravely and with heroic tenacity tried to delay the madman in order to give the girl a better chance to escape. Under a hail of blows, feeling how the sounds begin to dissolve into an indistinct noise with a dark veil falling over his eyes, he no longer counted on his own salvation."Save yourself,
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 94
Outwardly, the man did not react in any way to the intrusion into the holy of holies of the Circus, although he no doubt noticed the guest. Entering the tent, Fox found him doing his traditional job - the creation of a new mask. Painstaking, careful and unhurried work. Despite the intimidating purpose of his products, the Director never stooped to making the mask bearable. Only compliance with the ideal set by him, no less. Uncompromising perfectionism. The sound of the footsteps of heavy boots still made him look away from his work and turn to the visitor.Like Jozzie, the Director saw Jenny in front of him. He met the girl in his “armor”, with an unchanged mask that hides her face, although without a cloak that interferes with working with new masks. In the eyes, not hidden by a mask, confusion was clearly read. He didn't expect to see Jenny so soon, and certainly not at night. From the sight of a Man, so close, so dear, emerald eyes involuntarily filled with tears.Eyes the color o
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 95
What options did I have? said Alice, blushing with shame. “In a day or two I would have been taken away by Them or eaten by the monsters of Brantford…”- Continue! - the imperious voice stopped attempts to justify herself, and the girl, mentally shrinking, obediently continued to recall unpleasant events.“I was attacked by a witch hunter in a cave. Today's guard. Then we defeated him with a stone, but he overturned the bowl, and everything spilled out, - nervously tapping her leg with her fist, the girl continued, timid from the Director's commanding tone, - time was running out, and I took a chance. She gave the mist her poison from Them and her blood. I thought that the City would restore order, and I could return to the Circus. But he… swallowed me up.“And he fulfilled my wish of almost a year ago. Live a normal life with friends and have Charlie around."The man looked at Alice for a long time. From his studying look, the girl cringed, trying to understand what the Dark Lord was
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 96
"Tell me if I hurt you!" the Man orders, and I nod honestly, realizing that I will be silent like a fish. Although it is impossible to remain silent with him, I will definitely not admit it. I wish I could deny myself something because of a couple of bruises!The scorching kisses escalate into something downright murderous. My heart skips a beat when I am in its full power. The feeling of absolute submission adds fire, leaving only the heat of desire in my head, burning out everything unnecessary.The rest of our clothes mark our path to bed like breadcrumbs. With my back touching the bed, I relax, assuming that the pain of the bruise might end everything before it even started, which is not my plan. And again, as if for the first time, he stops all my attempts to touch him. This time, not intentionally. It is enough to whisper "please", and I am allowed to revel in our intimacy along with him.The inflaming movements of his fingers and lips. Unhurried tenderness. Hot interweaving of
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 97
The whole procession moved behind Alice to see their Queen to the conditional transition to her personal bedchamber, respectfully remaining a little aloof. From the sight of these inhabitants of the city, all thoughts of punishing the girl left the Man, leaving endless depths of wonder. Incredible entities once inhabited a small human world. All the more surprising was the reaction of the beast herself, looking at her retinue with a calm look, devoid of panic, fear and even surprise. These are her subjects. Like the cranks of the Circus Master.As she crossed the border, the Fox shook violently as she fully felt how cold she was. Not having time to take two steps towards the Man, the girl instantly fell into the captivity of his hands, which easily lifted her, as if she were weightless. Clinging tightly to his chest, she watched the shadows of her companions disappear into the mist.“I’m afraid I’ll have to tie you up now, my dear Alice, so that you don’t run away at night!” he remark
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 98
“He would only have had the strength to make one attempt to lure you out of the tents.“Only one, right?” I don't want to wake up there again! she whispered, realizing that she was also trembling with fear. "You'd better lock me up!"- Lock it up! he agreed with a grin, hugging his thin shoulders.- Three locks!- Four locks!And you can bind me...— Alice! The Man was already frankly laughing with a velvety laugh, covering the girl's temples with weightless kisses. - For the sake of the whole city and your "friends" I kidnapped you, kept you in tents by force and shamelessly seduced you! Do not aggravate the picture with additional tips, especially these!The fox did not notice how she found herself outside the copper tub, carefully held by the Director's hands. I didn’t notice how I ended up in a warm, dry cocoon of a towel. She was finally able to overcome both the nervous tension, and the experienced fear, and a lump of her new phobias, which should have begun to get rid of. Cling