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88. PROMISE of PLEASURE
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A 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 : 2024-05-27A TWENTY SOMETHING 92. ALL OVER ME
HANA I was hesitant to unbutton his shirt, bracing myself for him to stop me. Surprisingly, he didn't this time. He bent down to kiss me while I sat on the edge of the bed, working on his buttons. I moved my hands down, tracing the taut skin until I reached his pants. He instantly gets hard when I touch him and the way he looks at me with the equal measure of lust and love always puts me at ease. This is Bash, my Bash. There is nothing to fear before him. "Aren't you gonna say that I am still hurt to do this?" I teased, my hand cupping him through his pants. Bash groaned, pulling himself away from my mouth. The next second, he shoved me onto the bed and took off his shirt so gracefully, flaunting all his abs. "Like what you see?" He smirked and I eagerly nodded my head. His knuckles traced my knees, his touch lingering on the hem of my dress and his eyes held mine, seeking permission. It's wondrous how we are able to understand each other even when we don't say a word. I gave him a
Last Updated : 2024-05-29A TWENTY SOMETHING 93. YOU GLARED AT HIM!
HANA We fell into a blissful coma. He softened inside and still inside me. One of my legs was over his hip as we lay facing each other. He wants me close, so close that he had to be inside and pull me to his even in his sleep. I smiled, feeling something that no one made me think of before; precious. I felt precious. He made me feel treasured. After everything that happened in the last week and his resistance to having sex, I think that he will be more gentle than necessary. To my surprise, he had been himself. He gave me time to adjust and prepare, and once he got me how he wanted, he gave us what we needed. It didn't feel like we hadn't had this intimate for almost two years. It felt like we did this daily. Our bodies remember us well. Nothing seemed odd or out of place. We are perfect together. But for how long? I felt a lump in my throat. I will tell him today. I will hold no secret and let him choose if he still wants me or not. If I sleep with him one more time, I
Last Updated : 2024-06-01A TWENTY SOMETHING 94. HIGH TIME
HANA I remember that day clearly. We made love on our very first date, played chase on the road, and kissed in the rain while Ahmet looked at us like we were some stupid teenagers. I saw a colleague that day at the wedding and glared at him for leaving his wife and daughter in the car. Something Ahmet said to me struck my mind. "Please don't glare at him. I am taking a leave tomorrow. I don't wanna cancel my plans and kidnap him." I didn't understand the hidden meaning then. I didn't even give it a thought because I was so mesmerised with everything Bash did that day. How the hell did I miss that? Leo went missing the very next day he met me. "You kidnapped him because I glared at him?" I asked him, still in shock. "You weren't even there at the office that day." Bash switched off the stove and started searching for something in the cupboards. "Bash." I yelled to get his attention back. He sighed, looking fucking exhausted while I was fuming here. "Yasmine saw you spea
Last Updated : 2024-06-02A TWENTY SOMETHING 95. YOUR FATHER
BASH I woke up to find Hana staring at me with a small smile. This is one of the things I like about her the most. She doesn't hide her feelings about me. She loves unconditionally without a mask. My eyes dropped to the marks on her neck. Mine. "Good morning," I murmured against her lips. "Good morning, handsome." I chuckled at her words, bringing her close to me. She is naked under the covers and the only thing she wears is the silver chain. She looked exquisite and so perfect. And she shared with me about her past. There's no going back now. She trusts me. I wrapped my hand around her waist, pulling her close. "What am I gonna do with you?" She smiled, flashing her tiny dimple which doesn't appear often unless smiled broadly. "I have a few things in mind which you can do with me." She giggled when I traced the soft skin of her thighs. "Do those things involve my mouth?" "Yes," She moaned as I kneaded her breasts. "And what else?" I qu
Last Updated : 2024-06-09A TWENTY SOMETHING 96. I'LL GO BACK TO YOU
HANA I sat beside Bash, staring at an old photo Ahmet sent to my phone. It was taken at someone's wedding. His mother was so young, hardly eighteen or seventeen and she had him in her arms. Elio was behind her, laughing with a whiskey in his hand. Behind him was Bash's father. The photo was not clear. So there's no chance he is his father. But Ahmet sent the details of the flight tickets Mr. Merrick purchased that day. "This can be a coincidence," I murmured, pressing a kiss on his shoulder. "Why are you even trying to look into your mother's past?" "I need to know what happened to her before Xavier." I stilled beside me, suddenly looking at everything from his point of view. He was the boy who watched his mother kill herself. It's so easy to forget that Bash has a traumatic past in which he had found his mother after she killed herself and soon after a year, he lost his father too. He never let that get to him. Still, it was there, inside him and he lived in
Last Updated : 2024-06-30
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A TWENTY SOMETHING 109. THE TIME OF WAR
BASH There's going to be a war and that's not the end of it. I am sure whatever breathtakingly stupid reason compelled Alessandro to kidnap Colton's daughter is going to cost all of us. When I looked at the girl who was hardly nineteen or twenty years old, sitting quietly in the corner of the room, feigning courage, all I could think was how familiar her eyes were, just like my bee's. "Why the hell did you bring her here?" I questioned Sandro. "We caught Romero. Her father tried to kidnap Mateo and failed miserably. It's a tit for tat." "Colton failed because I was there. I don't think it's a good time to play tit for tat." The girl in the corner sniffled, catching our attention. I walked to her slowly so that I wouldn't startle her. She shifted where she sat. "What's your name?" I asked her gently. "Luna." "Hana and Luna. Sisters indeed." Vincenzo commented for the first time. That's when the girl named Luna who was Hana's half sister
A TWENTY SOMETHING 108. NEVER NORMAL
HANA "I couldn't walk," I complained, sprawling across the bed. "You don't have to." Bash placed a chaste kiss on my cheeks before buttoning his shirt. After I asked him to marry me last night, Bash brought me straight home. We couldn't even make it past the front door before he was inside me, his thrusts urgent and intense. He took me on every flat surface. It felt like a sex marathon. I didn't know when I passed out after coming multiple times. When I opened my eyes again, he was inside me, his hands caressing my head. I was so satiated but when he looked at me with those intense green eyes, I begged him to take me again, my pussy hot and throbbing just for him, for my man, for my Bash. As a result, I can't even pee because my pussy feels like it's burning. Oh, God. It will hurt like a bitch for the next two days. But last night was incredible. That's all that matters. Watching him roll his sleeves, revealing the veins on his muscular hand made me hot and bo
A TWENTY SOMETHING 107. HOW I SEE YOU
HANA For Bash, to talk like an adults with me is him being inside me. I joke about it all the time, and I even got annoyed when he did that when we were discussing the most important decisions in our lives. But now, I missed that feeling of being filled up and conversing. I should have cherished them when they last. I shouldn't have avoided them before. Now the fear of losing that kind of bond gripped me. Now, he is sitting on the edge of the bed, his back to me when he asked me what happened in my old apartment. Now we are discussing like real adults when my body and heart craved what he attuned them to. I told him everything Jonathan disclosed to me. With every truth, his back stiffened and I fought the urge to reach out to him. A long whelming silence followed after I completed speaking. After what felt like an eternity, he got up and paced back and forth in the room. "So, Colton is your fucking biological father? He raped my mother, Hana. He abused her and drove her t
A TWENTY SOMETHING 106. BECAUSE OF WHO I AM
HANA I used to think that this life could not break me more than it already has. I am wrong. I always am. It can become worse and worse. I didn’t expect my dad, I mean Jonathan to show up at my old apartment. When I looked at him, I didn’t see him. I saw that hand raise to slap, I heard the yelling, I saw the shards of glass on the floor, and I heard the fights between my parents. That’s all he has ever been to me, a trauma. “You are making a mistake, Hana.” That’s the first thing he said to me. It’s either I am a mistake or I am making a mistake, never a how are you? I can’t blame him though. He lost the investment because I ran away from the marriage. I sucked in a breath, carefully taking a step back. “What are you doing here? How did you get in?” An ugly smirk spread over his lips. “Your boyfriend isn’t that powerful, Hana. He cannot stop me. He cannot stop Colton.” My father is many things, but he never ever trembled before someone. He has too much pride to admit that
A TWENTY SOMETHING 105. SOMETHING AGAINST HER
BASH I had a text message from her an hour ago saying she was going to her apartment to pick up some things. I called her immediately. She picked after the third ring. “Bash, can I call you again? I am in the middle of something?” She immediately said, her voice was breathy. “Where are you? Are you alone?” She paused and lied, “Yes. I came to pick up some things. I will call you later.” Then she hung up on me, making me ball my fists. SHE LIED TO ME. My chest rose and fell in erratic bursts, each breath heavier than the last at what I’ve learned till now. My fists clenched and unclenched at my sides. I look at David for one last time before stomping out. “Nice,” Sandro commented from behind. “If there’s anyone who can do that she is the one.” With a sudden, fierce motion, I grabbed his collar, yanking him off balance and slamming him hard against the brick wall. “What the hell are you implying?” Sandro’s lips pulled into a twisted smile. “I wonder what makes you lose
A TWENTY SOMETHING 104. XAVIER'S SON
BASH “What do we have here?” I asked Sandro who was clearly amused with me for god knows what. “You do realise that this isn’t a corporate meeting, momma boy?” Marco commented with a smug face. They are all wearing black as if it’s s uniform. But they gave me the vibe of goons in movies who nods their head to whatever a stupid villain says. I’ve just arrived from a meeting with Mr. Sato whom these idiots couldn’t know. It’s a waste of time to explain anyway. “You do realise that I can buy your men with this suit right?” I commented back. Marco sneered. “You can’t buy anything with money.” “Says the guy who failed to protect a kid and who kills for the very same money.” Honestly, everything these guys do is to gain some extra money in illegitimate ways. Although that could be wrong for men like Elio, Sandro and Vincenzo. It’s not just money they want. They thrive on bloodshed, power and control which are useless without money in my opinion. Marco raised his voice
A TWENTY SOMETHING 103. PROMISE??
HANA Calling him clingy is an understatement. He wouldn’t let me out of our bed for a second. All the food was served in my room. It’s been 24 hours since I had gone downstairs. 24 hours of blissful sex, food, chatter, laughter, and sleep. For a second, I wished the time to stop here at this second. I hop out of the bed, stretching my hands. I didn’t notice where he came from. In one swift motion, he tossed me on the bed, with him above me. “You are not going anywhere.” He says, grinding his hardness against my pussy. Less than thirty minutes ago, he was inside me, chasing his orgasm. But my need for him started to grow with every passing second. Wetness pooled between my legs. I don’t have the panties on. My shirt rode up when he tossed me on the bed, leaving me exposed for his sweet torture. “I am sore...Oh my gosh...” I didn’t get to complete the sentence before before he slide inside me. My eyes rolled back, my lips parted with the fullness. “You
A TWENTY SOMETHING 102. THE FUTURE
BASH “We need you here.” “Hey, hi, Marco. Good morning. How are you?” I drawled, sitting on the couch in my living room. “That’s how humans converse nowadays. Oh, I forgot. You aren’t one of them.” “He he he. Very funny, Cillian. I would have laughed if it was a good joke.” “I wasn’t joking,” I told him as a matter of fact. I heard him sigh from the other end and muttered something under his breath. If it was any other person, he wouldn’t have let that go easily. “We need you here. We brought someone for questioning from the Matri,x, and I have no fucking clue why Sandro thinks it would be better if you were here. You are the Capo’s son after all.” He muttered something inaudible and I’m sure he took it as an insult to make me involved in his torture session. But, I got the underlying message. Sandro always wanted me to be involved in their so-called regular lives to prove a point – that I’m not capable of being their Capo. This is true, why be a capo when I can
A TWENTY SOMETHING 101. NOW WITHOUT YOU
HANA "What the ....oh my god! How did you find me again?" I looked at Seb who was glued to Bash's leg, and tried hard to climb over him. "He is coming out of nowhere. He either wants my leg to climb up or my thumb to suck. Did you see this?" Out of these two, Bash was more complaining. I shook my head laughing at him. He likes to think that he is not good with kids but I think he would make a great partner in crime with the said kids. "How about we come to an understanding? You make a sound before you attack my leg because I'm scared that I'll hurt you. He feels like a pillow." "He can't understand that, Bash," I told him as a matter of fact. "Oh, he understands everything just fine." "He is just seven months old." "Really?" He took out his phone and showed it to the junior. "You want it?" He asked our Seb and he eagerly threw his hands up to reach the phone. "See. He understands what he wants to understand." Shalini watched everything sil
