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A TWENTY SOMETHING 84. OLD FRIEND
HANA "Don't you dare?" I warned him. Bash snickered at me and continued doing his very annoying job, measuring my body with his hand. "Three," He cheered, pressing his thumb between the valley of my breasts, eliciting a shaky breath from my body. "Four," He says, his thumb pressing my belly button. I smacked his hand away, making him chuckle. He moved my top aside despite my attempts to get his hand away from my skin. His touch, warm and safe spread across my waist. I sucked a breath, momentarily closing my eyes before I was reminded of what had happened. "You refused me," I snapped, turning my head to glare at him. The way Bash propped himself upon his elbow, his head resting on his palm as he casually slid his hand across my waist carefully so that he wouldn't touch the bruise on my side made me feel fuzzy inside. The butterflies came alive. "You refused me," I murmured, pouting at the ceiling. When was the last time I pouted? Never. Bash sure br
Last Updated : 2024-04-26A TWENTY SOMETHING 85. Pleasures
HANA A breathless moan escaped my mouth. I felt like I was floating. Whatever dream I'm in, I don't wanna get up from it. In that little corner of my mind, Bash was between my legs, eating my pussy. I couldn't see him but I felt him, his strong hands spread my thighs while he leisurely stroked my folds with his skilful tongue. I don't want to get up. I CAN'T GET UP. What? I jerked up, opening my eyes at once. This wasn't a dream. He is really there, between my thighs. I tried to get up but he held me down. "Bash," I panted. His eyes met mine when he flicked my clit with his tongue. He placed an open mouth kiss on my inner thighs before he made his way again to my opening. I threw my head back onto the pillow not caring about anything in the world. He licked the entire length of my pussy slowly making me squirm. "Bash, please." I moaned again, my fingers raking into his silky hair to pull him close. He smiled against my pussy lips which I felt through my entire body. I
Last Updated : 2024-05-02A TWENTY SOMETHING 86. TWO DOWN
BASH The aroma of fresh coffee, something caramel and nuts lured me out of my bedroom. I woke up late again which hadn't happened in all the months I had stayed alone. A smile tugged my lips when I saw her standing on her tiptoes and assessing the storage boxes on an upper shelf in the kitchen. I was angry when I got up and didn't find her beside me. It has always been like this before. I slept a lot when she was with me which used to result in her waking up and making breakfast. The images of last night flooded my brain, making my morning erection much harder to bear. I walked towards her and pulled her to me by her hips, making sure my cock pressed into her curvy ass. She gasped in my mouth as I crashed our lips, forcing my tongue inside her mouth. She yelped a little when I fondled her boobs. They fit perfectly in my hands. Everything about her is so perfect as though she was made for me. I was convinced it wouldn't be the case for the last one and a half years. But
Last Updated : 2024-05-06A TWENTY SOMETHING 87. FAMILY
HANA It took me half an hour to convince Mateo and Shalini that I was safe and in fact, happy no matter how little life allowed me to have it. For another thirty minutes, I stared at Seb sleeping with his pouty lips opened on a video call. It is something I have been doing for many days now. He is so adorable. I spent the next hour, exploring the villa. There is no soul in this house. The interior was modern but I couldn't see anything that screamed BASH in here. His house was different in Istanbul. His table used to be messy whenever he worked. There was always something in the laundry basket. His watches are everywhere in the closet even though he only wears his father's watch. There used to be a picture of his parents in Istanbul which I haven't seen in this house. The walls are either white or beige. It was grey and tea-green in Istanbul. How long is he living here? Bash has already filled his closet with new dresses including the undergarments. Everything l
Last Updated : 2024-05-11A TWENTY SOMETHING 88. PROMISE of PLEASURE
HANA "I have a very bad feeling. It's not a coincidence." Bash said with a frown, his eyes never left the picture on the tab, but his hand squeezed mine. "That's what I thought." Alexander agreed. "Elio is eerily calm, especially after what happened to Matias and the stunt you pulled by kissing your girl in front of enemies." Bash abruptly raised his head from the tab. "Oh, shut up. You are beginning to annoy the fuck out of me." Alex came bearing information about Elio Mancini, Bash's biological father. A lot happened in this week. But the CAPO(their words, not mine) didn't bother to check upon his nephews and worse, he is seen with one of his sworn enemies, THE MATRIX(whoever or whatever that is). I examined the pictures on the tab. They are not clear. One is Elio, stepping into a club(according to Alexander's very skilled undercover guard) from the front door while another head (who is the one of key members in that Matrix) man enters the same club fro
Last Updated : 2024-05-18A TWENTY SOMETHING 89. THE ARTICLE
HANA I received a call from an unknown number. After the ordeal with the loan apps two years ago and the kidnapping a few months back, I stopped answering unknown calls. I just stared at the screen, waiting for it to stop ringing. Bash came from behind, unbuttoning his shirt. The fresh scent of after-wash and his own unique scent filled my senses. "Why is Celia calling you?" He asked me. I quickly picked up the phone when he said that. "Finally," I heard Celia say from the other end in her silky voice. "Am I disturbing you?" Bash gave me a questioning look. "No, not at all. Tell me." I said on the phone. "Okay, there is this place which is not filled with so many food courts and is behind a bookstore. There won't be much traffic there and we can sit outside and eat one of the best french fries. There are no schools or parks nearby. It won't be that busy. Will you accompany me?" She panted at the end. "If it is okay with you." She added. "You want
Last Updated : 2024-05-19A TWENTY SOMETHING 90. ONE LAST QUESTION
HANA "It hurts," I told her, hoping that she could take away the pain between my legs magically. She caressed my hair, whispering. "It's okay, sweetheart. It will heal. You will be fine. I am here, we are all here." "It hurts," I told her again fully aware that she could not take the pain away. She was the reason I was suffering. "I did it for you," She told me, her hand caressing my hair again. "Cillian will love you." I don't know why the memories came back when I looked at her again. My mom clicked her tongue something she doesn't do often. And my brain started to relive the moment when I had my hymen stitched back. She clicked her tongue. I was under anaesthesia and I almost thought I was dreaming. "Why would Cillian want a damaged girl?" I heard her say to someone. "It's for the best. Violet thought well." Suddenly, everything became clearer. It was Violet's idea. She tried to help me and carefully manipulated everyone so they were convinc
Last Updated : 2024-05-25A TWENTY SOMETHING 91. THIS TIME
BASH I looked at the elevator door again. It's been twenty minutes since Hana reached the tower and Celia went to her suite. My Bee hasn't come yet. I didn't get a chance to kiss her properly because Celia was craving stupid chips at 9 a.m. And Hana had to wear that sweater that hugged her body perfectly in all the right places. She looked so beautiful that I had a hard time looking away. I have to see her now, show her the picture of us, THE MONDAY BUZZ newspaper captured. I hated them capturing something so private. But the picture is so beautiful that I almost forgave them, almost. I have to see her reaction to this. We're getting a lot of exposure. It's not a good thing. But it happened in NEW YORK. It won't reach here in Italy soon unless Elio searches about me on Google which he never does. I still have time to deal with Elio. My phone buzzed with a text from her. She wrote that she was going home. I read the message again to understand it. What does she mean by goi
Last Updated : 2024-05-27
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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
