‘This belonged to Maxim Volkov, rumoured to be the bastard son of Peter the Great. Made by a skilled craftsman reputedly influencing Peter Carl Fabe...gé. His skills as a jeweller are virtually unknown these days, but this is probably his most infamous piece. It was named the Tzar's ring, although Maxim was no Tzar, his presence as a man was impressive at the very least. Like his father, he was a giant of a man, in all places if you understand my meaning.’ She grinned a lustful grin, quite out of. However, this time, I wanted to make a little sound near the door, so she would look towards the door. I wanted to see if she finds out that someone was watching. I just wanted to play, based on her reaction.If she was okay, I would get a green signal. However if she raised an alarm, I would escape somehow by saying that I was searching for a test paper that I had kept in the almirah near the bathroom.As I hoped, my mom went inside and once I confirmed she would be in the bath, I went by the. Around 6pm, Victoria decided to head back downstairs. She hadn’t eaten since early that morning and was famished. She was about to door the door, when she heard her husband’s voice. Quietly, she listened to the conversation. ‘And, she’s getting worse, doctor,’ Charles exclaimed. ‘What makes you say that, sir?’ a very masculine voice answered back. ‘Victoria’s been talking out of line, questioning inappropriately, as well as causing trouble!’ Charles voiced. Victoria, confused, felt tears. After a moment’s thought, I decided that I would just go to the store on the pretext of picking up some stuff for myself. Brightening at the thought, I got up and went up to my room to change. Within no time, I was zooming on my bike towards the center of the city, where my dad’s friend store was located. It was nearing half past eleven in the morning when I reached the store. Parking my bike and locking my helmet in place, I walked into the store. The cool air conditioned environment inside.