PRESENT-DAY Ayla took a deep breath before she step into the lobby. “Tamam. Calm down. It’s gonna be fine.” She told herself.” She has been trying to keep herself at ease from the time she had touched her car keys. All her attempts to soothe herself had gone vain when she stood before the elevators and was greeted by the presence of the only man she decided to avoid for a time being. Why the hell is he taking the employee’s elevator? She stepped back thinking about the last elevator encounter with him. He wasn’t generous enough to let her drive along with him which was good. Because she doesn’t want that ride. Like expected and like last time, the door didn’t close on her. Indeed the closing doors are opened. He stood tall, demanding, and all bossy before her in a hooded sweatshirt which is not at all the kind of dress to be worn at an office. But again, he is Jayden Knight. For a man with such intelligence, diligence, and discipline, Jayden tends to do what pleases him the
The second she entered the elevator the only thought that crossed his mind is what would’ve happened if it was six years back. Closed and confined areas were their favorites. He could not remember how many times they made out when they found themselves in the closed places. Now a five feet distance was put between them which was odd if he thinks of their past and justifiable at the same time. He still has an effect on her. He knows that she is holding her breath, and feeling intimidated. She has every reason to do so. He enjoyed making her feel like that without giving a thought about what he is feeling in the first place. It was nice to have her presence, to breathe her scent and feel her existence in his life again. But every positive vibe he gets simply vanishes before he enjoyed them completely. &n
NOTTINGHAMFEW YEARS BACK What do you call it when your heart skips at his text, at his sight, at his words? What do you call it when you wait for his text every freaking second even though you know it is not most likely there’s a reason or need to text you? What do you call it when you feel crazy butterflies inside your stomach?Insanity. Her inner voice shouted. Overloaded. Who is she kidding? She knew its insane. How can she possibly develop feelings even though her brain had continuously shouted not to do that? What damage would it do anyway? Break your heart, maybe. Screamed her inner voice. But it’s not like she is in love with or at least she thought so. She only admired him and wanted to be nearer to him. Probably it was the first step a heart could take in the process of shattering itself. Ayla was too consumed with her own feelings and their justifications to realize that. It wasn’t intentional when Ayla and Jayden first met at the café. Soon it was everything b
PRESENT-DAYLONDON The entire ride to his house was silent. His driver doesn't dare to speak a word since Jayden always preferred that way. But today, the silence is so loud; it is screaming inside his head, his heart is thumping wildly. He looked at the moon lamp in his bedroom. He thought of the day he received it. It was his twenty-second birthday; the same day as today six years before. Only, back then, Ayla had all her eyes on him and now she is looking at Blake's pictures reminiscing their memories. Where is he then? Did she forget him like that as if he's a small tide that once wet her feet? Is that all? Did he mean nothing to her? He touched the lamp resisting the urge to throw it to the wall and watch it break into pieces. After all these years, he kept it with him. It wasn't the first time he wanted to throw it away. But every time he got the idea, something inside him stopped that. He is afraid if he breaks it he would break all the love he buried inside for her.
LONDON PRESENT-DAYAYLA "It is an important document. Only Jayden should see this. Understand?"I watched Stephanie as she continued to pace around MY cubicle giving instructions about how I am supposed to give that particular document to Jayden. This was the first time I saw her like that. She barged into our room and almost startled every one of our team members with her burst out."Are you in rush? What happened?" I asked her while fetching a water bottle from my bag. Steph finished almost half of the contents of it and wipe her mouth with her arm. "I have to go. Jayden went out and Mason is nowhere to find. Please give this to Jayden once he came out. It is really important and sensitive. I am trusting you with this.""Okay. But what happened to you? Are you going anywhere?" I questioned her. No matter what happens Steph doesn't rush things like this and it is odd. "My mom, she met within an accident. I... I have to go." I walked her to the cab against her protests clutching t
PRESENT-DAY I was ten. I remembered everything clearly when I was in Istanbul. That was probably the last time I felt alive as far as remember. My work used to make me alive too. It was all a mess now. My mom took me to a home for handicaps to donate my old toys one day. "You should be grateful that you have everything." She said. "Learn from them, Ayla. They don't let their disability stop them from achieving what they want. Life was cruel to them. At least God spared you from that pain. Be grateful." Whenever I feel upset I think back to that day and remember everything she said. The picture is livid in my mind. I should be grateful. Even though I lost the memories of my high school, even though I have trust issues, even though my boss made my work life miserable, even though the one man whom I worship is nothing but a pain in my ass, even though I always feel like I am lost, I should be grateful for the life I had. But pain is a pain. Whether it is big or small, bearable or
A FEW YEARS BACK When we love something we will leave a piece of ourselves there and a little void inside. She constantly felt it in her chest. It was funny. It was ridiculous. How could she feel terrible as if they were in love for ages and broke up? That's not her case. Then why did she miss him so much? Why did she hope to bump into him at every turn? Why did every time her phone ringed, her heart skip in anticipation? She had no answers for them. Not having Jayden in her life felt like not having her safe room. He was like that. He made her feel safe and home there. She screwed it, she thought to herself. If she had just let him kiss her as other girls would do, they still would have been on talking terms. If only she didn't admit that she had feelings for him, things would have been different. Apparently, there's no chance he would see her like the other girls who meet his dating expectations. She never wants him to look at her like that. She also never wants
She's afraid that she could make a mistake. How do they do that? What do they exactly do? What if her inexperience in things like that makes their little make-out horrible? Many questions were running in her head when things got heated. But the second he made her legs wrap around his waist, she let go of her fears. She was not ready for sex. She didn't know how to stop him. She didn't know if she could say no to him. But at that moment, she let her body betray her brain. She followed his lead. She let him kiss her hungrily. And she didn't feel shy to kiss him with the same passion. It was awkward even to herself. But she tried. The moment their tongues touched while his calloused hands roamed all over her body, everything disappeared. That was something that happens in novels, not in her life. She never thought it would happen with the most handsome and wonderful person in the world. It was like a dream. His erection pressed against her jeans, exactly at her womanhood. S
AYLA | NOW My hands are clammy. I stared at the road ahead, sitting in Jayden’s fancy car. The speed hit over 70, and when the hood of the car opened without me asking for it, I released a breath of relief. I closed my eyes, my face towards the sky, and the wind swayed my hair. It’s going to be a mess, I’m sure. But I enjoyed this moment. The wind, the freedom, the thud in my chest, the moment of no thoughts, the clarity in my bones, I love everything about this moment. Did I ever think that I would have someone to depend on completely? That’s exactly what I am doing. I am trusting him with my heart, and my body. I am going to take the leap of faith in him, in us, and I hope fate plays in our favour. We entered into a sumptuous upscale street with many apartments and villas here and there. Either side of the road is lined up with maple trees. I bet it looks more beautiful in the daytime. Jayden stopped the car in front of a tower. Of course, it’s a skyscraper, or how else w
AYLA | NOW I hugged my diary and wiped my tears. I had something I thought I'd never have: a father figure, a brother, and a man, my man who loved me unconditionally and who protected me."Nothing you do will make him leave you." Henry told her. And somehow I did something that made him leave. But he came back for me. He said that he came back for me six months after he left, which is exactly two months after I woke up, and he saw me in Blake's arms. That must have hurt. He felt betrayed. I think I can finally see his pain. He was ready to give Ayla a chance even though he believed that his father died because of her. His love is incomparable. How did I get that lucky? How did it all go down? For now, I closed the dairy. My body and mind were desperate to see him, see the guy who gave me the world, and nothing about him changed now, even though I didn't remember him. I squealed in joy as I got ready for the office, putting some extra effort into my hair and make-up. I chose a two-p
AYLA | THEN He is crazy. She is going to kill him for sure. He even locked her in the car, went to the department store and bought condoms. Not just one but ten. She will kick him on the bed and lock him in the washroom. Then she will sleep while he begs her to open the door. "I swear, Jayden. If you don't take me home today, I might kill you accidentally." "I am taking you, home." He said so casually without giving a second thought about what his words were doing to her, they were giving her hope which she didn't want. "I am not ready for this." She yelled. "You're more than ready." She was. She is. She knows it. She also knows how addictive his touch can be, how blissful his kisses can be and how peaceful she'll be with him. She will be addicted to happiness. That's what her relationship is with him, pure happiness. That's what makes it more precious and fragile. It can be broken. A month away from turning eighteen Ayla already knows that she wants forever w
AYLA It became hard to breathe. It has been two weeks. Two weeks since the break up. Two weeks since she talked to him, since she received a text from and heard about him. She is the one who left. She is the one who ended. He made that so clear. But it hurts. A part of her wondered if he missed her. A part of her wondered why he didn't call her. Did he move on? Of course, he would. He is Jayden Knight. He can have anyone. He said they were a mistake. Of course, he wouldn't regret this. Ayla on the other hand, felt suffocated. She stared at her phone, waiting for his call, even though she knew she wouldn't change her mind if he did and read their old conversations. When will this year be over? When will she find a new city? There are too many memories everywhere. She didn't realise it till now. But Jayden showed her every place in the city, and kissed her in every corner. Her heart swelled at the thought. How long will it take for the pain to go away? She forgot how she used t
JAYDEN | THEN Something changed between them. Ayla became distant again. Ever since she cried in his arms, she started to avoid him. She cried in front of him before without feeling insecure or inferior. It took a lot of time for her to open up. Now, she went back to being reserved again. Jayden was left with a nibbling feeling inside. Something was off. Something was off between them. She kissed him back when he kissed her. It wasn't just the same passion. She said I love you too, when he said, I love you. It wasn't just the same intensity. She didn't pick up the phone after the third ring or the fourth like she usually does. She barely replied to his messages. Her windows weren't opened anymore. Jayden stood, outside her house, staring at her dark room, not knowing where it all went wrong. He called her. It was 11 PM. She has been staying late for a year now. Sometimes they talked until 3 AM. She was online. But his messages were left unread. He lost it then. Gritting h
AYLA Blake joined me for the morning run today. "So?" He asked, panting. "You are going on a date with your boss. You are one lucky girl." I laughed at his words. "I feel like I am a character in a novel." "I hope it's a novel full of smut." I punched him in the stomach. He acted like he couldn't breathe and did a fake cry, holding his stomach. If I didn't know him better, I would have trusted he was really in pain. "I haven't forgiven you yet," I yelled at him and ran faster. He joined me soon. "I am really happy for you." He says. "Need help with what are you going to wear?" I shook my head, "It's weird to take your help for a date with Jayden. Given, you are enemies and all." "When can we move past that?" He asked me with a hope. "When I know the full story." "He became yours. Do you still need to know the full story?" I nod my head. "It is my story. I had to know." "Good to know that you are accepting your past while moving forward in presen
AYLA PRESENT | By this time in my life, I knew so many things about Jayden. They are more than I thought I would. Right now, he is angry. It is pure rage mixed with something else that became hard to comprehend for me. Is it hurt, pain or just love? "No, I left you at your father's mercy." His words came out as a whisper with a heavy tone as though it was hurting him to talk with me. "I don't understand," I told him, confused. I came to Steph's cabin hoping to see him. A million thoughts ran in my head about how I would greet him after the kiss. I tried hard not to blush because he would grin like a devil. But never did I imagine, it would be like this. "Of course, because you don't remember." That's all it took for him to break me, a simple and stupid accusation. He was walking out without even looking back after throwing those few sharp words at me, and I started to realise the effect he had on me. I thought he was
AYLA A FEW YEARS AGO Her bedside clock read 11:45 PM. Her mom would never let her use her phone at that time. After sitting in the same position for an hour and a half, she got up slowly. A few times, Evelyn knocked at her door. But she ignored it. The knock came again, making her sigh. After all, it's not Evelyn's fault. She held an ice pack in her hand when Ayla opened the door. "I am sorry for what happened." She told her, handing over the ice pack. "You did nothing," Ayla said, taking the ice pack. "Thank you." She said in her hoarse tone. Then, Evelyn did the most unexpected thing. She took a strand of hair to the back of her ear in a motherly way. "You're a good girl, Ayla. I know that. Eda has raised you well. It's just your dad hated her. And he hates the knights. We had a long rivalry with them, and it made him furious. Otherwise, your dad wouldn't have. .." "He has never been my dad, Evelyn. Do not try to justify what he did. He slapped me because
Her house was situated at the end of the street. She could see the beautiful gardens perched on the lawn of each mansion she has passed by. 'I could do it,' she thought. Just another minute and she will be inside her room, and he can't hurt her, or at least she thought he couldn't. His truck is still after her, following her into the house. Jack just came out of the house looking at her suspiciously. His gaze shifted to Nathaniel who shortly followed her. Nathaniel is taller than Jack but not as tall as Jayden. He has a muscled body and if something happens, Ayla was sure that would happen, she can't outdo him. He looked dangerous, and he got big hands. Something about that terrified her evenmore. She saw him leaning towards Jack and whispering something, and Jack looked at her with spite in his eyes a second later. * An eerie silence settled over the dinner table. Something is off or it's her fear of Na