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2023-10-09 21:47:52
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A TWENTY SOMETHING 7. I HAVE TO KNOW YOU
HANA "There are three months to the wedding. I need to talk to you about something very important. Your father has already taken the decision." Whenever my mom added the line about my father taking the decision, I knew that there was something I didn't like coming my way. But I should not protest because my father, Benjamin Levine has already taken the decision. "What is it?" I asked her, combing my hair. For the first time, she took the comb from my hand, and she started to do it. I hate that very act. She wanted something from me, and she was putting on an act so that I would agree. But the most pathetic thing is my heart felt warm with that simple gesture. I've been so desperate to have a connection with someone in my life that as soon as my mother held the comb, I couldn't care about the wedding they were forcing on me. I would do it if she was like this to me every day. She gently removed a few strands from my face. "You know tha
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2023-10-10A TWENTY SOMETHING 8. DON'T START SMILING
BASH My secretary stared at me as if she was seeing a ghost. "What?" I questioned her. "It is a simple question." "Sorry. Can you repeat it?" She asked me again. Impatience started to make its way inside me. Why no one in the world don't understand that I don't have enough time? I repeated my question to her. "On a scale of one to ten, how likely is a twenty-three-year-old woman like a nineteen-year-old boy who is shorter than her?" This time, I told her slowly so that she would not ask me to repeat it. "How does the boy look?" She asked me. I thought of Matteo. He looked like a kid to me. But his skin is flawless. "He has a glass skin," I tell her. She nodded her head, writing in her notepad. She writes everything in her notepad. "Is he muscular?" She asked. "He is thin." "What about the hair?" "Golden," I tell her, already getting annoyed by her questions. "Does he have ba
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2023-10-12A TWENTY SOMETHING 9. SOMETHING I CAN'T CONTROL
HANA “Eco Central Mall,” Mateo shouted, jumping like a kid. Shalini gave me her best puppy eyes which never worked on me before and never will. She added her pout to that. “Okay,” I agreed. “I will go.” They both hugged me at the same time. It’s Sunday evening for goddamn sake. Why would anyone want to go to a crowded place? Everyone does that for some unknown reason. Shalini and Mateo are so familiar with the Mall that they know every inch of it. I am sure I will get lost here even if I come here ten times. I observed all the people, some of them were enjoying their weekends or some were really shopping, and some were probably wasting money, I do not know. People in malls make me feel insecure. I started looking at my clothes and shoes. If I had been with my parents, I would not have worried about that. Now that I am barely saving any money, I spend less on my clothes. I never want to mingle in them anyway. I always avoided these thing
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2023-10-13A TWENTY SOMETHING 10. THE KISS
Bash I thought, knowing about the girl you like through her own words is decency and intimate. I had to change it now. I will have to hire a detective. Hana is far more complex than I imagined. I think she is still figuring out what she is. But her need to regard every man who showed a little kindness to be bad is beyond me. The world is black and white for her and I highly believe there is no white. She will not accept me if I say I'm simply helping her. She will not trust if a passenger is only trying to get her attention without posing any harm to her. She thinks like how I used to think before. If a person is good, then they are not really good. They have other intentions. "We should get drunk." Mateo who just found us in the middle of a street, suggested. "I really need a drink." Shalini agreed. But Hana shook her head. "I am not drinking. I have to go home." "I will drive you, home." I offered. Actually, I declared. "And why would
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2023-10-14A TWENTY SOMETHING 11. THE NIGHT AT THE COTTAGE
HANA I spent three years in a boarding school until I was sixteen. I used to look at my phone waiting for a call from my phone. Whenever I got a call, it was to inform me about an important event I needed to attend or it was to mention the name of the guard who was going to pick me up. I have two options. One is to become lonely and a depressed girl or to give zero fucks. My teenage was like that. Everything is at its extremes. But it's hard no matter how much I tried. My nightmares scared my roommates. Officially, I was the girl who was possessed. I was sixteen when my mom finally decided that I should go back to Seattle. I never liked my school. I was alone there, fighting my demons. That was the period when I hated every person in the world. I felt like the world owed me an apology for causing me this much pain when in reality it was the man who touched me and my parents who failed to trust me and take action. I didn't know at that time you were the only person who was there
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2023-10-16A TWENTY SOMETHING 12. STOOD UP
HANA Shalini was staring at her phone for an hour now. Sometimes, she was angry, sometimes she was sad, and sometimes, she looked frustrated. "You alright?" I asked her, turning my chair towards her. She shook her head. "I texted him yesterday night. He hasn't replied yet." "Your boyfriend?" She nods her head. "He might be busy," I told her. I am not good at these things. I didn't have much experience when it came to relationships. I dated one guy in college, and it lasted for two months until he decided that I was not good for him. So the least I could do was listen to her. "It takes one minute to text, Hana. He is always on his phone. We don't even have much time difference. It's not even midnight in India. I don't know where it went wrong. Do you think it is because of the long distance?" She asked me. "Honestly, I can't say anything about that," I tell her. "It's not the first time he did it, Hana. Even when we were in India, his replies always came late. He is not cheatin
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2023-10-26A TWENTY SOMETHING 13. YOU'RE COMING HOME WITH ME
HANA I woke up to the pounding sensation in my head. The glare of the early sun swooped through my windows. I wished all the light in the world to be disappeared. Maybe my headache will go away. I don't know when the exhaustion of the night weighed me down, and I fell into a slumber. Apparently, it wasn't enough. But I had to drag myself to work even if I had to meet a certain someone who stood me up yesterday and a furious father who could kill me the moment his eyes landed on me. I looked at my phone. The light of it felt like a thousand needles prickling through my eyes. But I did it anyway. My call logs are flooded with missed calls from unknown numbers, and none of them is from Bash. It's my wishful thinking that he called me from another number. But I shouldn't care even if he didn't. He and I are nothing. The calls might have come from my other fraud loan apps or worse, from my mother. I expected my parents outside my apartment. They didn't show up, not y
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2023-10-29A TWENTY SOMETHING 14. THE KNIFE
HANA I sighed as he grabbed my arm to take me to his house. "Not now, Bash." I pleaded. "I am too tired." "Do you think I am joking around?" He growled. "No, Hana. You are staying at my home tonight." "I want to be alone." I protested. "Then stay alone at my house. ALONE. Because I will be leaving to kick your father's ass." I saw him joke around many times. But today he promised me in all his earnestness that he is going to pay my father back for what he did. "Why do you care?" I asked him, liberating my hand from his grip. God, it hurts to talk with a bruised cheek. He turned towards me, and his hands raised to cup my face before he realised I had a bruised cheek. He reluctantly withdrew one of his hands, while the other caressed my normal cheek with tenderness I didn't know he possessed. "Please," He urged with a desperate tone. "Come with me." I shook my head stepping back from him. Our proximity felt good. He is warm. Bu
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A TWENTY SOMETHING EPILOGUE - II
BASH Celia is not due until next month. But that little shit can't wait for any longer. He came out earlier than expected, and if you are asking me why I am calling a one-hour-old baby, little shit, wait until I finish the full story. I didn't let Hana step out of our room for another five days. She has stitches, and what was she thinking, trying to sit in a wheelchair? Not under my watch. My Rose yawned in my arms and went back to sleep, her tiny hand wrapped around my finger. A few days back, if someone had told me that I would call another human being cute other than my wife, I would have laughed at them. Now, looking at Rose's sleeping form, that's all I can think - cute, delicate. She needs to be protected from all the ugliness of the world. I will make sure she is untouched. When my wife and daughter were being discharged, we visited Celia and Alex. Three-year-old Willow ran to me, hugging my leg. "Hey, sweetheart." I smile at her. "Mommy birth me a brother."
A TWENTY SOMETHING EPILOGUE- I
HANA"What are we doing in Japan?" I asked, glancing around at the sea of cherry blossoms, their delicate petals drifting through the air like whispered dreams.Bash smirked. "I told you that's exactly what you would ask."It took me a moment to understand. Then, I remembered—the night we spoke of impossible dreams in Istanbul, the ones we knew would never come true. Anniversaries we’d never celebrate, trips we’d never take, a life we’d never have.Yet, here we were."It happened," I whispered, as a pink petal landed softly on my cheek.Bash's eyes held mine, warm and unwavering. "We made it, Mrs. Merrick."And then he kissed me beneath the cherry blossom trees.Ahmet always said we were just two lovesick fools wandering the world, celebrating life. He wasn’t wrong. For three months, that’s exactly what we did—travelling with no destination, doing nothing but making love, laughing, and getting lost in each other.Then, we returned to Istanbul.Bash wanted to rewrite the memories. What
A TWENTY SOMETHING 121. MR & MRS. MERRICK
HANA"Can I disown him?" Sandro muttered behind me. I followed his gaze to Matias sitting in the front row and wiping his tears with a tissue. "Fuck." Another hiss from Sandro. Matias is sniffling-- hard.Bash is scowling at the kid. I nudged him gently so that he would change his expression. My attempt is futile."I will disown him." "No," It's Vin this time.I like how the guys tried to blend in. But they failed miserably. With their tattooed body, hidden arms, and bulky personality, there's no way Sandro and his crew can blend in. But I can give ten out of ten for the attempt. Though Bash and Sandro still joke about killing each other (sometimes it doesn't sound like a joke at all), they are there for each other. They formed a bond. Bash is not part of the outfit anymore, but they have each other back in their own way."Where is Luna?" I questioned Bash while posing for the photo."Avoiding me," Sandro answered.As the night came alive, we danced. Bash glared at everyone who dan
A TWENTY SOMETHING 120. THE RUNAWAY-BRIDE
HANA || THREE MONTHS LATER "Are you fucking someone else?" Bash gasped, turning around. "Jeez, babe. What are you doing up so late?" It is almost one o clock in the night. According to my fiance, it is the ideal time to come home. At first, I didn't give it much thought. There are a lot of things to take care of with Sandro taking over and Bash cleaning the mess Elio left in his export and import businesses. It has been three months since I almost lost my life. For the first few weeks, Bash didn't leave my side. He nursed me back to health, accompanied me to the hospitals, and made sure I had a perfect diet and sleep. Once he started going to work, he seemed distant. I thought he was busy. I thought he was feeling guilty for what happened. I can understand how his mind works. He is fiercely protective of me. He thinks he failed me. Still, that doesn't explain the growing distance between us. I took a threatening step forward. "Are you fucking someone else? Are you
A TWENTY SOMETHING 119. NEW BEGINNING
BASHThe world narrows to the rhythmic sound of Hana's laboured breathing. Her blood stains my hands, her pulse weak beneath my fingertips. "Sandro," I command, my voice steady despite the storm inside me. "Take care of Colton and his men. I'll take Hana to the hospital."He came to my side, and for the first time, his eyes softened at Hana in my arms. "Take care of her. Luna won't like it if something happens to her sister."At this moment, I don't even care why Luna's likes matter to him anymore."Do you want Colton alive?" He asked me.A gun fired in the distance, and someone screamed.I gently lift Hana, cradling her against me. Her eyes flutter open, and she offers a faint, reassuring smile."I'm here," I whisper, brushing a strand of hair from her face."I don't care what you do with him. It doesn't matter anymore."Sandro nods, understanding the gravity of my decision.With urgency, I carry her to the car, my mind racing. The nearest hospital is miles away, and every second co
A TWENTY SOMETHING 118. FAILED
BASH The tension in the room was palpable. Colton stood across from me, a smug grin playing on his lips as he held Hana captive. Her eyes met mine, filled with a mix of fear and determination. I looked for any visible wounds on her body. I swear if he touched her, I'd make Colton's death ten times more painful. I'll do the same even if he doesn't touch her. Hana looked terrified. Her eyes filled with unshed tears find mine. She would have pressed her knuckles to her eyes if her hands weren't tied. That must have hurt. She has no pain threshold when it comes to physical wounds. Emotionally, she fought many battles. Her wrists will have marks from that rope and I imagined choking Colton's neck with the same. Her eyes zeroed on my clenched fists and she shook her head. She is trying to be brave —For me. She is asking me not to lose my patience. "Finally." Colton opened his filthy mouth, "The son of Xavier and Rose. We had a history we need to settle." I unclenched my
A TWENTY SOMETHING 117. THE RAIN OF BULLETS
BASHThe snipers might have reached my house by now. Hana is safe. For now.“Elio knows what we’re doing,” Sandro said. “Vin and his team will take care of him. We need to get to Colton’s house. Now.”“Why now?” I asked, brow furrowing. “And I thought Elio knew about this long ago.”“Colton is seeking Drago’s help. If Drago steps in, we’re outnumbered.”“And this Drago is—”“Someone powerful,” Sandro cut in. “That’s all you need to know.”I nodded, pulling out my phone to send a quick text to my Bee—Thud.Someone crashed into me, knocking the phone from my grip. It hit the floor with a crack, the screen shattering into a useless mess.A string of Italian curses spilled from the idiot who ran into me.Sandro didn’t even glance his way. He was already focused on the guy’s message.“The fuckard broke my phone,” I muttered.“We need to hurry,” the guy panted. “Colton is unguarded.”I scoffed. “Colton? Unguarded? Yeah, right.”“We killed half his men,” the newcomer said in a thick Italian
A TWENTY SOMETHING 116. THE ATTACK
HANA It has been two months since we sent Mateo and Luna away. Even I have no idea where Alexander hid them. No one knows. He says it is for their own safety. Sandro has started to lose his mind. There were tensions in the outfit. The supplies to Elio's territories have stopped coming. Distributors are worried because Elio is losing power. Bash started avoiding his calls. Elio almost came home last week. Sandro interfered, and they met at his house instead. I rarely stepped out of our home these two months. Even if I did, Dion and his team would follow me everywhere. I don't what information Luna has given about her father. Sandro started to attack his clubs, his brothels, and the restaurants he owned. Bash tells me Sandro has no reason for going against Colton except for Matias's attempted kidnap. But he is somehow taking this who takes down Matrix to a different level. The Matrix organisation's main business is human trafficking. They can make cash with the deadbod
A TWENTY SOMETHING 115. CHANGE OF PLANS
BASH I covered my face with my palm as she clicked another photo of me, lying on the bed, naked and satiated. Since yesterday night, Hana has captured hundreds of pictures, of our rings, our hands, of me and us. "It's enough baby. Come to bed now." She shook her head, looking for a different angle. I wrapped my fingers around her neck and pulled her to me, capturing her lips into a fierce kiss. "Are you going to take a rest or not?" I demanded. She shook her head again like a kid. "I am too excited and happy to take a rest." She jumped on the bed, "I have to show the ring to Shalini and Mateo." I groaned, pulled her again and wrapped her in my arms, "Stay here." I whispered. Half an hour later, the three friends are still talking about the rings. "Yaaaaaarrrrrrrrr... Congratulations!" Shalini screamed in the video call. My bee flaunted her ring for the tenth time, showing her friends all four of t
