Yuri and Rosetta tenderly gazed at each other’s eyes. He slowly bent his head to kiss her lips when they heard a loud thud on the wall like someone was bashed against it, and it came from near the door.
Yuri instinctively gathered his little wife in his arms, sideways, to protect her if someone dared to come into their suite and might harm them. He didn’t care if he would die protecting his wife. But when no one came after a few seconds, he got up from the bed, with Rosetta looking at him with concern and worry.
“Stay here, moy tsvetochek,” he said in a firm tone.
She started to pull the sheet to cover herself, nodding at him while swallowing. Yuri was quick to grab a bathrobe from the closet, which was close to the bathroom door, and carefully approached the main door. He listened fo
