HANA "Stop biting your nails. Your nails are chipped," My mom warned Violet. "Stop trying to control my every life moment," Violet yelled back at her. My mom stomped towards her and held her hand out. "Look at this. The maid's daughter looked better than you. I will send Alice. Get your nails done. Make yourself presentable at the wedding." "It's not my wedding." Violet tried to argue. "You are a Levine. You should look like a Levine, not like a beggar." My mom threw a glance at me. She hasn't said a word since I returned. Somehow, I got the impression that I made her uncomfortable. Maybe if I were a normal person, I would get uncomfortable too when a person next to me doesn't react and simply stares into the air, thinking what it would be like if the world ended. "Why am I the only one receiving orders? What about her?" Violet's chipped-nailed finger pointed at me. My mom shook her head in disbelief and walked out of the room assigne
HANA I opened my eyes to look at a grey-coloured ceiling. Mine is white. I turned to my side to find his watch sitting on the bedside table. A sigh of relief escaped my mouth before the weight of the events that happened the night before slowly started to sink in. I turned to my left. He was wide awake, lying on his side, propped up on his elbow, hand supporting his head with no shirt!! He is hot. Shalini guessed it right. He got abs, hard and tanned. I loved how he has a honey-toned complexion and not porcelain like his grandmother. "Günaydın(Good morning)," He smiled. "Are you flaunting your body, Mr. Merrick?" I asked, propping myself upon my elbow. "Did it work?" He asked me with a cheesy grin. I felt a pull in my stomach. He is gorgeous. "I have seen better," I told him, facing the ceiling again. I am too shy to face him, and it is suddenly getting hotter in here. "Right. But you won't be under them." Before I comprehend
HANAWalking in the lobby of my office with my bag in my hand and sunglasses in another hand, I realised, I was happy. I might be blushing too. I will receive my salary today, I will go on a coffee date with Bash in the evening. Shalini and I agreed that we researched and bought skincare products online. We are also planning for upcoming Mateo's birthday.Suddenly my world seemed perfect. I can clear my bills, if not all, then a few. I will not be empty-handed by the end of the month. In a way, all of this happened because of Bash. So I decided to work hard and find out about the scam happening in the Nimbus Project. I feel like I was shining like a sun until the dark clouds obstruct its path; until I watch him laugh at someone's joke. Have you ever felt like your entire world was crumbling down and all you could do was stare at that? I felt it now. I felt my entire peace of mind, years of efforts to become normal, all my inner strength I saved up shattering one by one as though they
.HANA I don't remember how I reached my house and how I cleaned everything. I took my phone to find twelve missed calls from Bash. I longed about how things could have been if I hadn't met Leo this morning and if Bash hadn't worn his asshole personality this evening. But why did he ask me if I knew he was there in the cottage that not? It's midnight, and my tears have dried, my eyes burned, and my head starts hurting. The depression part is over. Now, I am pissed at everyone and everything. I wished for a miracle so that I could sleep like I did yesterday. I heard a knock, and I sighed. I knew it was him without even looking. I must be insane. Instead of opening the door, I called him through the mobile. He picked after the first ring. "Go away, I don't wanna see your face." "I have a pry bar." He warned and hung up. The audacity he has. How is it possible for a person to get angry when the mistake is on his side? I stomped to the door and opened it just to find him le
HANA Bash had a haircut. He used to have straight shoulder-cut hair. Now, it was cut short around the back and sides, blending into the top length. He is wearing a tux over a white shirt. I opened the door and rushed back into my bedroom to fetch my wallet. He stayed in my doorway, resting his shoulder on the door, crossing his foot and shoving his hands in his pocket. Now I understood the look Shalini talked about. 'He looked at you the way every other girl out there wants to be looked.' He didn't say anything. He simply stared at me in awe. "Stop," He said when I got closer to him. "Just stand there." I uncomfortably stood there on my heels while he continued his stare with a smile of appreciation. He took a step forward, he pointed to the door, "Up from there, you look hot. But from here," He ruffled my front bangs like I was a kid. I jerked my head, fuming at him, "You look cute." He has to buckle his knees to reach my height, "How do yo
BASH "Bash, stop." Hana tried to smack my hand away, burying her head in the hole of my neck. "One more," I breathed, rubbing her clit with my thumb. She held my hand, trying to pull it away, "Enough," She panted. As if I would listen. "Hush, Bee." But I forgot that my Bee bites. She took my chin between her teeth because it was the only skin on my face she had access to. I slid my finger inside her hot wet pussy, and my dick instantly twitched at the mere thought of feeling inside her. She arced back with another gasp. I started to like every fucking sound that came out of her mouth. She clutched onto my tux tightly. I could see the white of her knuckles and this will be forever etched into my memory. I pulled my finger out and slid back in while rubbing her clit with my thumb. She pulled her head back from my neck with a determination in her eyes. "You are not gonna leave me now, are you?" I smiled and kissed her lips softly before takin
HANAI stood at Bash's front door , gazing at the two men in confusion. Ahmet was carrying a bag while Bash was carrying my heels. But why is he carrying my heels? I hastened towards him to retrieve my heels. Instead of simply handing them over, he placed his hand on my bare back and ushered me inside.Upon entering his bedroom, he promptly fetched a towel to dry me off. My vision was enveloped in white as he covered my head, attending to my wet hair."You could use a towel too," I murmured. "I'll shower. How about you?I shook my head. He took out one of his white t- shirts and handed me to change. He went to the bath leaving me alone with my thoughts. He was hard earlier. He gave me two blissful orgasam. I wanted to return the favour. I thought I was ready. Maybe I was ready until I met Leo yesterday. I slept with boys before. I had evolved from wincing to a man's touch to willingly going into his arms. Everything changed because of the wedding that never took place. I don't wanna b
HANA Ever since the surgery, I was so scared about sex. I lost the confidence I built for days, and one night is all it took for Bash to prove that it's no big deal. To bleed again for the first time felt nothing. In fact, I was left thinking about the other things; every kiss, every touch, every breath and every lingering gaze. Here I am, lying on Bash's bed, staring at his watch, sitting quietly on the bedside table and smiling to myself. My body is still sore but my heart feels good. Our clothes from last night are discarded everywhere on the floor. I picked out the shirt I wore for a brief moment last night before he removed it from me. I haven't worn any of my boyfriend's shirts before especially after sex. It feels too intimate, and I was always used to feel disconnected from them. But today, I didn't hesitate to pick Bash's shirt. Because I am a fool. He was gentle, and that's all it took for me to fall for him. I got down expecting Bash, cooking breakfast in