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  1. A green-eyed man watched the young man scrub the kitchen counter with envious dedication. Finally, the man hemmed and rummaged through his pockets until he found a hair band in one of them. He pulled his long black hair into a ponytail and swiftly wrapped the hair band around it. “You don’t have to do that, you know,” he said, and the young man glanced at him above his shoulder. “I know,” he nodded with a small smile. “I want to though... You and Gabriel both have jobs, and I just sit on my ass all day...” he shrugged. “I feel like a leech,” he finished and returned to scrubbing the co
  2. - XXVIII - “It’s almost midnight,” Max said after he finished his countless coffee refill. “You’d better drive me back... Told you not to pick me up,” he let out a crooked smile. “Would’ve saved yourself a trip...” Leon hemmed at that and pushed away his cup, gesturing for the waiter. “Remember how I said that I had an agenda?” he asked in a low voice after he handed the waiter his credit card and the bill. “I’ll pay for my half...” Max started saying when the waiter walked away, and Leon almost scowled at that. “No you won’t,” he said. “Pull out your wallet and I
  3. Katya Dee

    Chapter 27

    No, not this time
  4. Katya Dee

    Chapter 27

    No, no, it's not Knox. I won't say any more, but it's definitely not Knox.
  5. - XXVII - Stratos hated this. This city, this weather, this hotel, this goddamn concert – he hated it. All of it. The only thing he wanted to do right now was to go home and file a hell of a report at the nearest militia house. He wouldn’t kill that son of a bitch himself, but he’d be damned if he simply let him go. He almost did it here, but then decided against it – he didn’t have enough time. The minute they got back home, however, it’s going to be an entirely different story. He didn’t care if this would become yellow-press’ wet dream, once all the details were known; he didn’t
  6. Katya Dee

    Chapter 25

    Feedback would be awesome!
  7. - XXVI - He was by his room when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He took it out, looked at the screen, sighed, and pushed the Talk button. “What?” he asked tiredly after he pressed the phone against his ear. “You awake?” the phone asked quickly, and he sighed again. “No,” he said. “I am sleeping. You are talking to my clone. What?” he asked again after the phone made a semi-embarrassed sound. “You in the hotel?” the phone asked in the same quick manner. “Uh huh,” Leon nodded absent-mindedly. “Care for a quick cup of coffee?” He let out ano
  8. Katya Dee

    Chapter 25

    As if you still had doubts about that
  9. - XXV - “Oh, God, Stratos...! Stratos, don’t stop...! Oh, God, yes...!” Leon let out a low growl when he heard those words scream in his head yet again, and signaled for another drink. He was determined to get filthy drunk as soon as possible, and by now, he didn’t care if he would, in fact, pass out in the middle of the street. This would be his drink number four, and to his dark frustration, he was still very much sober. Suddenly, he thought about Katherine and about the night they got together at the bar. She drank almost an entire bottle of whatever-the-hell they were dr
  10. Katya Dee

    Chapter 24

    Oh god yes.
  11. Katya Dee

    Chapter 24

    She is not the sister -- the sister's name is Loreya. ↑ What he said. Of course, there is no way she could possibly have an agenda...
  12. - XXIV - “Oh my God! You actually answered the phone?!” Stratos said with genuine disbelief when instead of expected ‘You have reached Katherine Maltino’s voicemail; please, leave a message’ deal, there was a normal, not-automated response. “Yeah?” “Holy hell!” he said with feeling, and she laughed at that. “Hey, stranger,” she said brightly. “Great timing, by the way! I just got back!” He thought of asking where she went, but changed his mind almost immediately – to be honest, he didn’t care. “Good,” he said instead. “I need a favor!” “Oh...?” she soun
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