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I WILL GIVE BIRTH TO YOU, MY ANGEL
I WILL GIVE BIRTH TO YOU, MY
ANGEL
From the book by Vladimir Megre "The New Civilization", part I
(translated by Susan Downing)
Victor Chadov, entrepreneur, awoke at dawn. Beside him on the wide bed,
his young lover was sweetly sleeping. The coverlet’s thin fabric hugged her
sculpted feminine figure.
Whenever they’d appear together at a banquet or in a hotel at a fashion-
able resort, her figure would attract men’s sometimes envious, sometimes
lascivious, gazes.
Inga – that was the sleeping beauty’s name – Inga also had an enchanting
smile and impressed those around her as an intelligent, erudite woman.
Victor liked spending time with her, which is why he bought himself a
second four-room apartment, outfitted it with ultra-modern furniture, gave
Inga the keys, and he’d sometimes spend a night or two with her there, when
his intensive business permitted it. He was grateful to this twenty-five year
old woman for those magnificent nights and for her company, but he had no
plans to marry her. He didn’t feel any particular love for Inga. And he also
knew: he was 38, and she was 25. Naturally, a few more years would pass,
and this young woman would want a younger lover. And with her looks and
her brains, that wouldn’t be difficult. And she’d find herself someone young
and even wealthier, and it would all be thanks to him. Because by marrying
her, he’d be giving her entree into the circle of influential businessmen.
Inga turned toward him, smiling in her sleep, and the coverlet slid, par-
tially revealing her alluring, perfectly formed breast. But Victor Chadov
