THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
Part 86's. Moscow 1
February, Maslenitsa in plain sight. Svetluny looks happy to be going with me to Moscow. He even tried to learn some common conversational words and sentences in Russian. Looking forward to the day of our departure with a lot of plans in his head.
The past two months have been quite quiet, allowing me to work quietly and continue to increase sales. Deal-deal went smoothly especially in the US which is racing back to near normal, it has been six years since the infected disaster ended and what makes me happy is that there is a deal with the military that will happen.
Thanks to Gillian I know a few people and help me smooth that deal, and the new plant will be operational soon, will be able to meet the new demand. This holiday I will be able to tell Dad a lot.
"You seem to be happy?" As we headed for the airport, my Svetluny noticed my expression.
"There's a big contract signed, it's enough to make the heart happy." I shared with him why I was so happy.
"Ehm it turns out that, the lab in the USA is already operational?"
"It's almost opened, some final adjustments are being finalized." I think in two months at the longest it's been fully operational
"So it seems that after the problems I made for you, your lab is now even twice its production capacity?" I smiled at my lover who could easily see the big picture.
"Yes. That's how. Similar to good pruning. CEO yesterday was a bad branch." Svetluny laughed at my parable.
"Hm... This Mafia master isn't bad." I laughed at his comment.
"Not bad, it seems a little demeaning."
"That's a sincere compliment." He's holding my hand now. "Since your business has advanced a lot here, forget about taking over Moscow's headquarters." I smiled at him, he was still trying to fully influence me to leave Moscow.
"I'm glad I'll set it up later okay. You don't have to worry too much. Just trust me." Even though I can't tell her anything. Damn, it seems he knew I had no intention of leaving Moscow, but because I said I was taking care of him he was silent.
"Hmmm..." He just leaned himself on me.
"Not much, we visit Auntie, Uncle and of course to Dad's house. Only three places. There was dinner a few times. And this time there's a special agenda to beat up Sergie." He looked at me and pouted.
"Hmm. You're so excited to beat up your sister."
"He must be beaten so that he obeys."
"What if he beat you up?"
"It would be a shame if I lost. But this is to avenge what he did to me and to you." In my belief 90% I will not lose to him, 10% is the anticipation he learned to fight a little so he was able to return my punch.
"The mother didn't run amok on you?"
"Dad handled it."
"So you supported your father to beat him up yourself?" He raised his eyebrows in surprise, I immediately nodded.
"He sent people to kill me, I didn't extend the case, this time he sent people to harass my lover, if I can't beat him up it would be unfair." And if Margarita doesn't agree, I'll gladly make trouble with her family. That was why he could do nothing when forced to agree to this condition.
"Hmm. I still disagree. It seems like being hit is sick. What if your crew sees you getting hit and injured." I'm laughing a little.
"You once even dared to hit my senior who was far away from you, where all your courage is now." He's spoiled thieving.
"That's because I feel sorry to see you beaten and ganged up, I have a noble purpose, even then I was scolded all out for fighting but now you're fighting on purpose. "
"Just like, baby, the difference is that he sent people to hit me. All I did was defend myself. And show him he can't just walk out without me."