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94. HIGH TIME
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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
A 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
A TWENTY SOMETHING 97. ALLIANCE
HANA "You look happy," Shalini commented, sprawling across the huge couch. "You are marrying him, right?" Mateo asked me for the tenth time. We put Seb to sleep and then started drinking. Mateo still couldn't get over the known fact that Bash was a billionaire. "I precisely remember you calling our story a crime thriller and not a rom-com and that I am stupid to pursue him." I reminded him. "He lives like this. He lives here." He pointed to the vast pool on the balcony of our bedroom. "Everything is a romance. This is awesome." Shalini shook her head, laughing. "He used to own the company we work for, Mateo. What did you expect?" "Reality is different than expectations. Is there any way he might be interested in cute curly-haired guys?" He asked me with puppy eyes. "No," Shalini and I both snapped at once. "He is mine and mine alone." He threw his hands up. "Easy peasy. I'm not interested in him either. But it's high time you lend me money, bestie
A TWENTY SOMETHING 98. THE ORDEAL
Bash "He killed Stone." Sandro hissed blowing puffs into the air. "Stone? Is that a name? Is he like a guy? Hana will kill me if I named our son after things." I said absent mindedly swirling the drink in my hand. "You guys have to get married first and it's not gonna happen anytime soon because Elio has a mafia princess in his mind for you." Romero stated the obvious. "It's THE MATRIX Princess." Vincenzo corrected him. "After the fiasco yesterday, Elio was so pissed that he killed a guy. He killed Stone." "Did he kill a guy or did he kill a stone?" I asked them again, confused. "Stone is the guy." Sandro confirmed. "Oh. Sorry about that. Are we attending any funeral?" I asked them with genuine curiosity. I have to check my calendar. "He is not even an underboss. We don't have to." Romero replied. "Good. Because I am busy." "He'll figure it out. He'll find Hana. You gotta be more careful." Vincenzo warned with a stoic face. He would be a
A TWENTY SOMETHING 99. THE MORNINGS
Hana Bash was sound asleep beside me and I was scrolling my phone, checking my online notepad. One line caught my attention. "I don't want to be tough. I don't want to be strong. I want to be soft and taken care of."Twenty-three-year-old me wrote this on an exhausted evening, with an empty bank balance, struggling with her nightmares alone. Only I knew how I wished for a miracle to happen in my life while denying the existence of it at the same time! Then, Bash happened. Nothing about me changed. But being strong and tough is not a necessity anymore. I don't have to fight anything alone, not even myself. I tossed my phone away and kissed Bash on his forehead. He stirred a little. And I continued placing wet kisses all over his face. He slowly opened his eyes right when I was about to touch his lips, and kissed me back the intensity that left me breathless. "What's that for?" He asked me with dreamy eyes. My baby is still sleepy. I shrugged, wrapping my hands around
A TWENTY SOMETHING 100. KID AT HOME
BASH She is exquisite, the most wonderful human being I have ever seen in my life. How is it that she throws tantrums like a kid when I force her to hit the gym every morning but now she is being nothing less than a mom with Shalini’s son? It beats me sometimes. She said that she couldn’t make decisions for herself and that the thought of raising a kid scared her. But she gave her hundred percent and I am so proud of her. I never saw myself as a father. But with Hana, I can do anything. I didn’t get enough of her today. I was away from her for four days and only got to spend with her four hours before Junior came crawling to my door when I opened it, he was looking up with a heavy diaper and said, ‘Ooh..’ That’s all that made Hana to leave my side. Now I am jealous of a seven-month-old kid who has just learned to crawl. “Okay, Junior. Not again.” Hana chided him with a smile on her phase and took the spoon he was chewing on from his mouth. “This must be a museum
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
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
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