2. The Mysterious Girl

The drunks were then handcuffed. Dimitri and Victor stood with the help of a police officer. Dimitri smiled and then hugged the police officers. "Edmond, it's you."

The atmosphere in the bar was still tense when Edmond, who turned out to be a good friend of Dimitri's, apprehended a gang of drunks who injured his friend. Victor looked fine, but his master, Dimitri, had bruises on his head and hands. He let out a groan in pain, followed by a shake of Victor's and Edmond's heads. They knew a Dimitri wouldn't complain when he got a wound like that.

Some people took pictures of the incident; some were just for fun, and some knew that Dimitri was a famous young CEO in Moscow from Fridman Corp. On the other hand, Natasha was still confused about what had happened.

Natasha understands anything can happen in the most populous city in Russia, especially if it's just a midnight bar fight. But he realized other feelings made him immediately release his confusion and help the man after he refused the police's offer to take him to the hospital.

Edmond and Victor just shook their heads and smiled slightly, understanding Dimitri's behaviour, who had found a way to get to know and approach Natasha.

"Are you okay?" asked Natasha.

"Fine until you look at me."

"Huh what?"

"Your stare is making me uncomfortable."

"You flirty guy," Natasha replied instantly. Natasha couldn't hide her true nature and was outspoken when she spoke. But still can not conceal the mystery. At least, that's how people see it. The woman had a mysterious aura. Dimitri was still looking at her.

"What's your name, Beauty?"

"Stop teasing me or I'll let you hurt like this."

"Haha alright. I'm Dimitri Fridman, may I know your name, Miss?"

"Nastasha Ivanov. Come on, I have to take you to the clinic. There's a clinic not far from here."

"Oh, no need. I'm fine."

"Okay, let's go to my apartment. I'll treat your wound, as a thank you for helping me."

Dimitri winked at Victor. Victor understood it and went home alone. He also had to prepare for tomorrow's overseas business trip since his flight was early in the morning. The police, who had finished arresting a group of drunks, had also left. After feeling that nothing else would bother him, Dimitri felt freer to approach Natasha.

"How should I call you, Miss Ivanov."

A slight slap punctuated by Natasha's sweet smile hit Dimitri's right cheek. He smiled too. They stared at each other for a long time, smiling as if no one else had seen them and the world had stopped spinning.

"Call me Dimi," said Dimitri breaking their rigidity and holding out his hand.

"Nasha, call me Nasha. And don't call me Miss again!"

"Understood," he replied with a wink.

Natasha had never liked a man like this. A seducer, and he inevitably wants to change girlfriends. It was apparent when Dimitri called her Beautiful Miss and blinked his eyes just now. But she also didn't understand what made him want to treat Dimitri's wounds in his apartment.

"Come on. My apartment isn't far from here."

Natasha was forced to let Dimitri's arms wrap around her shoulders so he wouldn't fall. She knew this was just the man's trick, and she couldn't deny that she liked him either.

"Sit down," said Natasha, letting go of Dimitri's hand and letting him sit on his bed. "I'm going to the pharmacy for a while to buy medicine," she continued, closing the door.

Natasha opened the door to her room with a plastic bag filled with medicine. While treating Dimitri, she knew the man kept staring at her. She treated the man nervously, evident from her erratic breathing and slightly trembling hands. Dimitri, an accomplished playboy, did not waste that moment.

"Nasha, don't be so nervous."

Natasha kept quiet and didn't say or put on any expression. Natasha is always making her mysterious in people's eyes.

"Where are you from, Nasha?"

"You don't need to know."

"Oh, fine. Then what are you doing in this town?"

"Lecture. My campus is not far from here."

"Hmm, tell me about yourself," Dimitri hoped that would prolong their conversation tonight, maybe even get to bed and spend the night together.

"Not your business, okay?"

"Oh yeah, can I sleep here tonight?"

"I'm not stupid to let a stranger I just met an hour ago sleep in my room like that."

"I'm not stupid either to just help a girl out at a bar I just saw an hour ago," Dimitri proved to be an accomplished playboy.

"Okay, I can't refuse. You sleep on the couch."

"Okay, Miss Nasha." Then they laughed.

Natasha is a cheerful person who sometimes helps her quickly get to know people she just met, like Dimitri.

"Nasha, did you major in nursing?"

"Why do you think so?"

"You can treat my wound."

"It doesn't take a nurse to treat a small wound like this," Natasha hit him with a pillow, and they laughed again.

"Okay, okay, Nasha. Tell me about your other self? What do you like? Cooking? Cake decorating? Flower care?"

"Equestrian and archery."

Dimitri paused.

"Does that sound surprising?"

"Oh, no. I like shooting too." Dimitri's crooked smile.

"I do not ask."

"But I want you to know."

"We're not doing interviews, Dimi, especially now in the early hours of the morning."

Dimitri saw it as a green light to make love, spending the long night with Natasha naked beside her and making a few love bites on her chest and neck.

"I'm going to the bathroom first, " says Natasha, which Dimitri interprets differently.

Dimitri was happy to see Natasha going to the bathroom. As he had with other women, he already knew that Natasha would appear in a sexy dress with a spoiled look and then tempt him to make love. While waiting, Dmitri opened his gadget. He was giving some materials to Victor for his business trip abroad tomorrow morning. Then Dimitri opened his game to get rid of the nervousness before making love with the mysterious girl now in the bathroom.

Dimitri only heard the sound of the shower for a moment, then was silent. He felt strange, looked at the clock on the wall and counted how long the woman had been in the shower. Dmitri felt strange. He opened the door, which turned out to be unlocked with curiosity. He saw no sign of someone inside. Even the bathroom floor was dry.

"Nasha?"

He checked around. After all, he realized that he could see everything in one glance in such a small bathroom he could see everything at one glance.

Dimitri almost fainted at the sound of a wolf howling, especially in the middle of a mega-city like Moscow. Impossible! He then looked down through the window. Dimitri almost fainted at seeing a red wolf staring intently at him for the second time.