“I think you deliberately omitted all the interesting details,” the Destroyer squinted slyly, and laughed a second later. “But that's even more interesting.”
- you think so? - Alexei bowed her head to her shoulder, and her lips spread out in a sly smile.
“Secrets come for you,” he leaned back relaxed onto the headrest of the chair. “But sometimes I still want to know more, but I hesitate, I'm afraid to offend you.”
“You will never offend me,” Alexei said very seriously, “You can always ask me directly about anything and I will answer you honestly.”
- Thanks, Alex.
“You're welcome,” she smiled easily and threw a small pillow at him that lay on the sofa for beauty, he caught her and laughed in response to her antics.
“I'm afraid we don't have time for this, however much we would like to,” the Destroyer returned the pillow to its place with an accurate throw. “You need to find the right dress for the evening.”
“And are you ready to go with me?” - the girl was surprised.
“That's what I came back for,” he rose. - Ready?
- After a minute. I'll put a first-aid kit and take a card, ”she answered, sliding off the armrest and going to the bedroom.
Alexey had never before seen such a number of stores and shops where there would be so many similar things. And she never thought that a man can possess such truly angelic patience and at the same time excellent taste. He did not rush her, did not sigh or roll his eyes, unmistakably looked for her size and gave her sensible advice. But, alas, she never managed to choose what she wanted - a beautiful and at the same time comfortable outfit. The girl was already thinking about returning to that store, where she noticed a tolerable dress in black and red, in which the truth was risky to breathe deeply: it could slip. She practically walked past a small, nondescript store, but the Destroyer dragged her inside literally by the hand.Reluctantly, Alexei walked in and froze - in an art mess, the store was filled with moving mannequins, dressed in dresses of various colors and styles.It seemed to her for a second that she got on the stage of the theater during some performance or even a ballet. The destroyer seemed to be here already, as he confidently led her through this whirlwind of flowers and fabrics to a consultant, this time turning out to be a man with a soft charming smile and attentive eyes.
- ABOUT! You brought her. ”He quickly looked around at the girl's figure, clearly outlined in overalls. - Awesome! Ideally! - a soft melodious accent was heard in his voice. “Your friend just tastes perfect, my dear.” So let's get started. Dress for tonight? Any suggestions? Well, of course, beautiful! The most beautiful dress for the most beautiful girl.
“It should also be convenient,” she took advantage of Alexey's tiny pause.
- Convenient? - the consultant flashed his eyes. “I only have comfortable models, my dear!” Here, try it on - in his hands, as if by magic, something pouring pearl shimmering gently gray-blue appeared.
He deftly led the girl into the fitting room, which turned out to be a rather spacious room, where a miniature dark-haired woman, smiling sweetly, carried her behind the screen and helped put on an unrealistically beautiful dress. Spinning in front of the mirror, Alexei went out to demonstrate the model to the Destroyer, feeling like an etheric creature.
- Oh my God! - the Destroyer could only say at the sight of the girl. He understood that clothes change a person, but that would be so, it was just fantastic. In this dress, Alexey looked very young, beautiful, gentle, helpless and ... unreal.
“Well, my dear,” the consultant squinted slyly, “are you comfortable enough?”
“I have never had such a comfortable dress,” the girl's eyes shone brighter than the stars, “and so beautiful!” Thank! I feel like a princess!
“I'm glad I could help you, my dear,” the consultant took her hand and led her to a huge mirror, “for such a unique girl like you, the toilet should also be unique.” Look carefully, dear. ”He kissed her hand and gently pointed to the mirror. - The fabric from which this dress is sewn is unique, multifaceted and variable, fluid and plastic. It can be light as a cloud and solid as the most durable metal. It all depends on you. The main internal state. Try changing it.
- Incredible! - Alexei gasped, watching the change in style and color of the dress: it turned into a beautiful black. “And if you try so,” the girl's eyes flashed craftyly, and the dress literally turned red and very sexy before her eyes.
“How does it hold on to you?” - the astonished Destroyer exhaled.
“I don't know,” the girl shrugged and laughed. “The most interesting thing is that even this is convenient for me.”
“This dress has one more secret, my dear,” the consultant clearly enjoyed every second of the fitting, “without your desire, no one can take it off of you.”
“Oh ...” Alexey opened her eyes wide, and her dress took its original form.
“This is a very good property,” the Destroyer grinned, “especially if you take into account its red version, it seems a blow” and it will fly off, not to mention the fact that you really want to remove it from you.
- Destroyer! She turned sharply and stared at her friend in amazement.
“Alex, I'm not stone,” he spread his hands, “and the dress is already very seductive.” And then, who asked to be completely frank?
- Carcass! - the girl sighed and turned to the consultant, gleaming gleamingly.
“I'm afraid, my dear, I completely agree with your friend,” he sighed theatrically. - If you want to know my opinion, you will be unforgettable in anything, and in my models not only irresistible, but also in complete safety.
- You are simply inimitable! - Alexey returned behind the screen and, taking off her dress, put on her back in overalls.
“If you need anything else, my dear,” the consultant handed the girl a box with a dress and shoes, “or maybe your friend, you can always turn to Kiryak,” he literally pulled out a golden square from a business card from the air. “This is my direct number, no matter where you are, I will always answer and help.”
“Thank you,” Alexey smiled and handed him a freshly printed business card from their team. - If you suddenly need our services, you can always contact us by direct number or just leave a message for Alexey.
“I will definitely remember that, my dear,” Kiryak, parting, lightly touched her fingers with a kiss.
Chapter 10
The large spacious hall, which in the morning caused a desire to play football in it, was full of guests. Men and women in evening dresses of all possible and even absolutely incredible colors slowly walked around, got gathered, talked, laughed or just killed time with a glass of wine in anticipation of other entertainments, and there should have been a lot of them: from ordinary dances and card games to virtual fights. Among other things, towards the end of the evening, a surprise was promised. Those who have repeatedly used the services of this hotel are already looking forward to something exotic.Here a dance hall opened, and a little later another one for gamblers, and in the Main Banquet Hall there were mostly men engaged in business negotiations or those who had not yet decided what exactly he should occupy himself with this evening.It was at this moment that a girl entered the room, accompanied by four men in classic tuxedos and instantly attracted attention to her unusual appearance. The dress, emphasizing her flexible figure, flowed softly, casting from blue to gray, to the very strikingly small size of her shoes, it fluttered slightly while walking, making it possible to catch a glimpse of the seductively flickering leg in the carefully hidden side sections.The girl's shiny red hair was lifted at the temples, revealing her face and attracting attention to her expressive eyes of the same stunning shade as the dress, and cascaded down her back. Her highest companion, on whose hand she leaned, bent towards her and said something barely audible, her eyes flashed, her sly smile parted, and the wave of attractiveness, wrapping her like a cloak, became even more distinct. After a little silence, which marked the arrival
of the “stranger,” the hall buzzed with renewed vigor, everyone wanted to know who she was and what she was doing here.
“Alexey, I just have no words,” Tykan, like her friends dressed in a tuxedo, went up to the girl and bowed his head in greeting. “You're just a goddess.”
“Good evening, Ty,” the girl smiled dazzlingly, making him breathless.
“Taikan,” said the Destroyer and the Wolf, and the rest of the team only nodded.
“Dance with me, Alex, please,” Tykan quietly asked, staring intently into her eyes.
“Guys, look around here,” she turned to her friends, taking a step to Tykan, “if I'm in the dance hall.”
- Heck! - swore Nick, as soon as Alexey disappeared from sight. “This one again ...”
“Do not boil,” the Destroyer besieged him. - Alex is already a big girl, she'll figure it out herself.
“Listen,” the player interjected, “she is a girl and therefore must ...”
“Try to tell her this in person,” the Wolf laughed. “Just warn me in advance, I will never miss such a sight.”
“But ...” Nick and the Player began in one voice, but the Destroyer did not let them finish.
“Guys, don't forget, Alex is not just a member of our team, although this would be enough to treat her as an equal in everything,” the Destroyer looked hard from Nick to the Player and back, “she is our commander . ” She does not tell us how to behave in our free time, and we have no right to tell her.
“Alex is a damn attractive girl,” Wolf supported the friend. “But do not forget that it was she who dragged us to the finals thanks to her abilities.” I agree, when I saw her in this dress, it simply froze, it seemed to me that I was seeing a completely different girl: a beautiful ethereal creature, gentle and completely helpless.
“You did not see her in red,” the Destroyer sighed, and added with a grin. - It's just a bomb, and instant action. In the store, I experienced such shock therapy that I would soon leave. I firmly learned one thing: no matter what Alex puts on, she always remains herself. I advise you to remember this firmly.
* * *
Sitting in the darkened corner of the ballroom, Nikofim-Xander, better known as Xander, idly watched the dancers, wondering what he was doing here. He could have had a more fun evening, and that evening - all night in Taiden - a quarter of elite entertainment and the most beautiful courtesans. But for some reason he was drawn here. And here he is sitting here and dying of boredom - even more than an hour before the time “adults only”, when the room with virtual entertainment opens, and all the children will be sent to their rooms. Xander sighed when he remembered how cruelly mistaken he was at his age: he managed to invite a sixteen-year-old girl to dance and invited her to slip away and rise to him.It is good that his friend Taikan intercepted them on the way to the exit and warned him. How could he know that she was only sixteen if she looked at least twenty-five. He sighed again and then noticed Tykan dancing with a stunningly beautiful girl, moving so easily and gracefully, that was just breathtaking. The dance was over, but his friend didn't even think about letting his partner out of his arms, he said something to her, and she, laughing loudly, shook her fiery mane, he clearly laid claim to yet another dance. Xander frowned, the girl did not look of age at all. "What is he, Daden take it, thinking! The man cursed to himself.“She is still just a child!” Having easily risen from the chair, he went to his friend, deciding to intervene until the irreparable happened, but, alas, didn't have time - the first sounds of music were heard, and Tykan whirled his partner in a waltz. Xander almost moaned aloud, not looking up, he looked at the girl who was talking enthusiastically with his friend, they approached, and he was ready to hail Taikan, but when he caught a glimpse of the girl's incredible eyes: deep, clear, sparkling , alluring, bewitching, forgot, what you need to breathe. “Dear train! He thought, covering his eyes and taking his first breath. - This is charisma! No wonder he cannot move away from her. Anyone for her sake will risk her head. ”Deciding that, be that as it may, to talk with a friend, Xander opened his eyes and saw an amazing picture. A tall, broad-shouldered handsome man of almost the same height, although maybe lower than Xander, but hardly more than a couple of centimeters, easily walked between the dancers and, intercepting Taikan's partner, circled her in a dance. Noting that a friend was heading to the bar, Xander decided to find him there already.
“Tai, what were you thinking when dancing with her!” - He sank into a chair next to a friend.
- What? - Taikan a little absentmindedly drank from a glass.
“I'm talking about the child you just danced with!” - Xander glared furiously eyes. - How old is she? Sixteen? Seventeen?
- ABOUT! - Tykan looked at his friend and laughed. “She hooked you too.”
- Taikan!
“Calm down, Xander,” his friend was still having fun. - I do not know how old she is, but I can assure you, she is an adult.
- Are you sure? - distrust sounded in the voice of Xander. “She looks so young.”
“You just did not see her under other circumstances,” Tykan shook his head. “And then she is dei.”
- It's just not possible! - in Xander's absolutely black, usually expressionless eyes, there was such a surprise that Tykan could not stand it and, deciding to finish off his friend, added:
“She's not just acting, she has her own team.”
- The girl is day? Is the girl the commander of the day team? - Xander leaned back in his chair, watching the dancing girl. “Tai, you're kidding me.” I can still assume that her partner might be action.
“She's dancing with the Destroyer now,” Tykan sighed. “He's a member of her team.”
“He moves too well for action,” grumbled Xander.
- You are inimitable! - Taykan laughed and crossed his legs. “You dance no worse.”
“But I don't act anymore,” Xander objected, reluctantly tearing himself away from the contemplation of the beautiful actress and turning his attention to one another. “Although you're right, Tai, I dance better.”
Chapter 11
Whirling in a dance, the Destroyer and Alexei spoke quietly. From the outside it might seem like a light flirtation, but obviously it wasn't.
“We have an appointment with a potential client today,” the girl blurted out in one breath and with a happy smile, barely starting to dance with the Destroyer. - I just spoke with Tykan, his friend will come today, and we will be able to meet after some surprise that suits the hotel for guests.
“You know how to make surprises,” the Destroyer laughed. “So that's why you so quickly agreed to go dancing with him - you were eager to find out the news.”
“Yes and no,” she gracefully bowed her head to her shoulder and slyly flashed her eyes, “I really wanted to know if Taikan's friend agreed to meet with me, but I also wanted to dance no less.” I just love dancing.
“I already noticed,” the Destroyer made some rather complicated steps, easily repeated by the girl. “You move as if you were born for this.”
- Thank you. There was a time when I was engaged in dancing, - Alexei leaned back a little to look into the eyes of a partner. - But you dance just indecently well for a man, especially of such dimensions, not to mention your passion for technology.
“A blow to the heart,” the Destroyer sighed in a picture, but something resembling resentment flickered in his blue eyes. “Do you really think I'm too thick ... mmm heavy?”
- Destroyer! - from an unexpected understanding that she could offend him, the girl got lost and almost fell, but he easily restrained her and circled again. “I do not consider you fat,” recollecting herself from the surprise caused by such a wild thought, she shook her head. “Nobody turns your tongue to call you complete.” When was the last time you looked in the mirror? And when I talked about your size, I had in mind your very impressive height and width of your shoulders.
“Do not forget about the weight,” the Destroyer grunted. “He has long been over a hundred
.”
- How much more?
“It was one hundred and fifteen before the game,” he sighed heavily.
- Are you kidding! - rounded eyes Alexey. “And are you still complaining?!” Yes, with your growth - this is the norm for an ordinary person, not to mention such a trained person like you. Just don't say that you believe in such nonsense as the formula for female models: "weight should be no more than height minus one hundred and ten."
“For models 120,” he corrected with a wry smile.
“Dystrophy,” the girl issued a verdict. “And don't try to argue, it's stupid.” Do not believe the mirror - believe me - you look amazing. And you're dancing just fantastic, ”the music stopped, and they stopped,“ so until I dance, I won't let you go. ”
“Those who want to dance with you have already lined up,” the Destroyer warned.
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