"Want to stop by my apartment, dear Dimi?"
"I am busy."
Dimitri hung up before the annoyed voice of the girl on the other side finished. Along with a long day, there is always a dull day. That's what he's going through now. After undergoing monthly meetings, he scolded his subordinates for inappropriate reports and not achieving targets, and unfortunately, he found the fishy misappropriation of funds. To him, losing a few million rubles was not a big deal, but he would sort it out next month to signify his prestige and dignity as CEO of Fridman's Corp. Now he didn't want to think about anything.
"Victor, let's go."
"Yes sir."
His car drove through the bustling and lively streets of Moscow. For a megapolitan city like Moscow, eleven o'clock at night is the start of life for people who like night walks or just drinking in bars.
"Victor, pull over for a second."
"Yes sir."
The car pulled over, and Dimitri half-opened his car window. The void suddenly entered and engulfed him. Zaryadye's garden brought him something which he did not understand.
"Victor, I'm going for a walk. Just find a parking lot," he said and just walked away.
Dimitri wandered around alone, hoping to find something. Zaryadye Park is the most modern park in Russia. President Vladimir Putin and the mayor of Moscow, Sergei Sobyanin, inaugurated the park in 2017. He looked around. For a 30-year-old CEO like Dimitri, he probably already has all the pleasures of life. Abundant wealth, handsome face, and intelligence will make any woman willingly give up her crotch for him. And that's what he did. Dmitri's handsome playboy often changes girlfriends and spends the night in different beds. But love? He thinks he doesn't need it, but the truth is that every human needs it unless you're an alien or a being in the middle of nowhere at the galaxy's end. And only true love could fill the void that night, which he had been expecting for a long time, which he didn't know where to look.
In the shadow of the Kremlin, Zaryadye park looks lively. You can see the theater's roof, the lights on the floating bridge, elegant lights in the pond, the lawn, the garden bathed in light, and the view of the skyscraper, which is one of the seven wonders of the World, which could be more romantic than this? Unfortunately, Dimitri was alone in this garden.
Dimitri then called Victor. Not long after, Victor came.
"Let's go to the usual bar."
Victor nodded and shifted gears to sign that he understood his master's words. After a few minutes, a bar where Dimitri used to go was on his right. Smiling at the doorman, Dimitri and Victor went inside.
"Victor, find another place. I want to be alone."
Victor sat in another place not far from Dimitri's. Although there is a business trip abroad tomorrow, staying up all night is not difficult for him. As a personal guard, his instincts always required him to be alert and ready when something terrible happened to his master.
" Two bottles of vodka, as usual."
"Yes sir."
The bartender had known Dimitri for a long time. They can be close because Dimitri is a friendly and kind person. Once when the bartender was struggling with money to pay the mortgage, Dimitri did not hesitate to help him. He was given money to pay the next ten months' installments. They got along well with each other, but it was still within normal limits between a waiter and a bar visitor.
Dimitri had just finished half the bottle, and there were two more sips of vodka that he hadn't quit drinking. As he looked around, his gaze accidentally stopped on a beautiful girl.
Natasha suddenly attracted the man with dark brown hair, and his light brown eyes wouldn't move as if something was holding his eyes from staring at her any longer, even forever. Dimitri felt he was no longer himself, for he felt like a middle school boy who fell in love at first sight and could not approach her for acquaintances, let alone make love. In fact, in almost every meeting with his previous girlfriends in the first hour, he always managed to get them to bed and rocked the bed all night.
Whether in cafes, bars, restaurants, and other places.
The girl with red hair and bright blue eyes caught his attention. From the way, she opened the vodka bottle cap, filled the glass, and drank everything she did at the time. He likes it. As a werewolf from the Dark Moon Wolf Pack, Natasha, even though she wasn't in her homeland, her werewolf instincts were still at work.
It's fine was aware of the imminent danger, but not from Dimitri's gaze; there was something else. She's still on self-aware.
Dimitri thought two more glasses would be enough to muster the courage to approach the girl and get acquainted with her. He stood up, pacing toward Natasha. Suddenly, a group of five drunks came to the woman. As a man, seeing a girl being bullied by a group of men, he will help her. And Victor, who had been on guard all along, followed suit. And he paused for a moment and looked at Natasha; a feeling he didn't understand suddenly appeared.
Natasha, already ready to protect herself, suddenly broke off when she saw a handsome man kick one of the crowd and fall. Another fell due to the kick of another attractive man who helped the other handsome man. Victor and Dimitri go up against five drunks for a woman who, at first glance, steals their hearts, Natasha Ivanov, the crown princess of the Dark Moon Wolf Pack.
Five against two isn't exactly a draw, but the martial arts that Dimitri and Victor have mastered are no joke. They got the martial art of sambo, a modern Russian martial art that relies on a foot lock as a characteristic when attacking opponents. After a short flight, they managed to take down four people. Dropping four people was a massive drain on both of them. Now there is one left, the leader of the mob. He rose from his chair and said to Dimitri, "you may as well, young man."
Dimitri and Victor managed to withstand ten moves, and the four people they had knocked down just now suddenly got back up. Afterxhausted strength, they were both being bullied until a group of policemen drew their guns and shouted, "Stop it!"