Ozgar opened Mercedes' message, sighing as he finished reading it. He screamed internally as he tossed his phone back down on the table. He'd completely forgotten about their breakfast date the moment Sedar told him he'd be flying back home and babysitting Zeynep on the way.
He despised it when Sedar pulled the rank card on him; it sucked because it made him feel like a lesser man between them. Not only that, but he understood why he was doing it. He was using Zeynep to divert his attention away from Mercedes.
He was gradually losing his fight; challenging his best friend with his wife was a stupid idea in the first place. Especially since he knew that Sedar always gets what he wants in the end, regardless of the consequences of his actions.
He watched as Sedar walked through the door, looking like the devil himself as he approached him, grabbing the scruff of his collar and pulling him to his feet.
"What did I say, Ozgar?" He interrogated him, clearl
Zeynep took a few steps towards the bar, allowing her sight to wander about the space as she smiled at the venue's simplicity. Ezekiel unexpectedly appeared in front of her, dressed entirely in black and wearing a black vest that made him appear larger. She unashamedly let her eyes feast on him, when he wasn't speaking he was divine to look at and it made her lady bits squirm under the intensity of his glare. She smirked and inclined her head to the side, a sparkle of satisfaction in her eyes as she inserted the tip of her index finger in her mouth. "Well, if it isn't the big terrible wolf himself," She stated in a sultry tone with a tinge of danger. "Zeynep, what are you doing in New Zealand?" His rage-fueled remark was hardly contained. She laughed and said, "Oh, I'm sorry. Was it necessary for me to obtain your permission to visit the country?" She murmured cynically and winked at him. "I'm such a fool!" She added dramatically.
Sedar and Ozgar immediately sought out Mercedes and Zeynep upon their arrival. They openly scanned the bar as they walked to it. "There," Ozgar grimaced as he pointed to where they were standing. Sedar followed his gaze, his fists tightening as he watched his wife lay her head on another man's shoulder. He walked over to them quickly, and as he got closer to her, she looked up, meeting his gaze as if she sensed his presence. He took her hand in his and drew her to him, protectively wrapping his arm around her. She tried to move away from him, but he leant in and whispered in her ear. "Let me hold you, Askim." He spoke roughly. She froze and turned to face him, wrapping her arms around his waist. She had consumed too much alcohol, and she might regret her actions towards him later, but for now, he was going to enjoy the sensation of her wrapping her arms around him. He chuckled as he heard her breathe him in and saw her look up at him.
Mercedes began to stir slowly in her sleep, the sun peeking through the window casting small hues of light throughout the room, and her head felt as if it weighed a tonne. "Shit!" She croaked out, opening her eyes and rolling over to the nightstand to retrieve her phone. She reached out and was met with nothing. Lifting her head, she searched for the location of her phone. She sighed and sat upright after quickly realising she wasn't in her room or bed. Her eyes quickly found a note with a glass of water and some painkillers sitting next to it as she looked around the room. She groaned with gratitude, swallowing the pain killers with the water, and picked up the note. ~I've made my way downstairs to get breakfast.Take a shower and I'll be back shortly.X Sedar.~ She continued to stare at the note and gradually began to recall the events of the previous night. She remembers begging Sedar to take her back to his so she could fall asleep i
Mercedes sat there watching Sedar take his place between her thighs; he looked at ease there, and she gazed at him with hooded eyes as he placed a gentle kiss on the inside of her thighs. His voice was rough and demanding as he peered up at her. "Now, askim." She rested the bottle against her chest, her thumb within the opening, giving her the perfect control of the flow. Observing as the cool amber liquor trickled slowly down her fevered skin, between her breasts, across her abdomen, and dispersed throughout her sex. When his tongue made contact with her clit, she moaned, her sweetly seductive voice filling the room. His flat board tongue licked her up and down, circling her sensitive bean. When he flicked his tongue over her clit, it was firm and pointed, applying the appropriate amount of pressure and speed to bring her to orgasm. "Sedar," she sobbed. "Please don't stop!" She leant back on her elbow, closing her eyes and allowing he
Sedar sat across from Ezekiel, feeling a sense of déjà vu. He let his eyes take in his surroundings, taking their time to get a good glimpse around the room, a niggling ache started to surface on the side of his head and he started to massage his temples. He noticed the more time he spent in the country, the more frequent his migraines were. His gaze fell on Ezekiel, who sat in his armchair, his revolver resting on his leg, pointed directly at him and his finger snugly on the trigger. "You said you wanted to talk, so talk." His voice was tight as he attempted to calm the animal within. Sedar rested his foot on his other knee as he spoke. "Well, it seems you already know my reason for wanting to meet up and talk." Ezekiel scoffed, "To confess that you denied Mercedes of a divorce you pressured her into signing the papers for?" His voice had a sour undertone to it. "Evet." (Yes) He said, his words drowning in guilt when he put it like that. 
Mercedes awoke to the noise of her phone's notification sound going off. She rolled over and stretched out her arm, looking for Sedar. When she was greeted with nothing but air, she sat up and yawned, twisting her body from side to side, she attempts to wake up her tired muscles as a delicious ache lingered between her legs and spreads across her lady bits. Her smile widened, and she picked up her pillow, muffling her 'Oh my God I just slept with Sedar!' screams. Spending a forbidden morning with Sedar exceeded her expectations. A morning she will never forget, a moment in time she will cherish forever, leaving her with no excuse not to move forward and live her best life. 'Damn you, Sedar.' She reflected in herself. 'You've gone ahead and ruined me for other men.' She sighed. Her body sang and her heart was at peace along with her mind. It was a new feeling she had never tasted before, a feeling she hoped will last forever. When the not
"You've screwed up, mate; she's aware that you're still married and has threatened to harm us if we approach her within ten feet," Ozgar mumbled into the phone. "How long ago was that?" "She walked out of here twenty minutes ago. She appeared torn between being relieved and fucking hurt. Sedar, rectify your mistake; you should not have slept with her without informing her first!" Ozgar shared before the call was terminated. "Allah Kharetsin!" (Jesus Christ!) Sedar swore, resetting the Uber app's location back to Mercedes home address. He chuckled in the back seat like a lunatic, which had his Uber driver questioning his sanity in the rearview mirror. If she thought her light threats would keep him away from her, she was sadly mistaken. There hasn't been a single day in his life when he hasn't stopped going after something he wants because someone told him to. Mercedes got out of the Uber and began climbing the stairs until she w
Sedar grabbed her hand and pulled her along with him as the elevator doors slid open. He swiped his keycard, and they entered his suite, which still had this morning's breakfast on the table and smelled like whisky and sex. He caught her gaze as she looked at the countertop where she sat, naked for him as he drank straight from her nectar. He ran his finger down the side of her arm, watching as she shook visibly in front of him. She turned to face him, a sad glint in her eyes and her bottom lip trembling. "Say what you dragged me here for so I can leave." She sat at the table, took a bagel, and began eating it. "Would you like some coffee with that?" As he grinned at her, he asked, amused. "I'd like a Turkish tea," she sighed. "I'm missing the herbal goodness." She looked at him, her eyes pleading. "One Turkish tea coming up," he said, taking off his blazer and hanging it over the chair before going to make her tea. Mercedes continued
Five wonderful years later... "Alex!!" Mercedes yelled and dashed downstairs as quickly as her feet would let her without stumbling. She entered the living room "Alex, Alex! Come on, darling, it's time for your bath, and if you don't hurry up and get out, it'll become cold." She sighed and put her hand on her head, puzzled as to where the little brat had vanished to. The front door opened as she made her way to the foyer, pausing to rub the aching in her lower back. Her mouth watered as her husband walked through the door, accompanied by an army of men barking orders. Desire pooled in her panties; it was visions like this that had landed her in her current state, twice. She had no idea how much watching her husband boss people around would turn her on. She bit her lower lip, her nipples hardening against her white top, and she let out a faint moan, drawing Sedar's entire attention. He came to a halt, gesturing with his hand for his army of mobsters behind him to be quiet. With a
It's been two weeks since her fated soulmate got down on one knee and proposed to her. Mercedes could swear she blinked and was thrown into the future, she spent day and night planning for this day, jotting down her visions and ridiculous requests in her custom-made wedding planner Sedar had created for her. Zeynep insisted on including everything in the album while she and Neriman oversaw the execution of her dream wedding. They didn't want her stressing out due to the little bundle of joy growing in her swelling womb. She was eager to see how everything came together, forming dozens of butterflies in her stomach and she couldn't wait to see the look on Sedar's face as she approaches him with Ezekiel at her side while they make their way down the aisle. But for now, she stood in front of the full-length mirror, her hands running down the front of her cream mermaid, strapless gown. She couldn't stop the grin from growing larger as the pain in her cheeks incre
"Mercedes Winterburn, Your eyes are the first thing I want to see in the morning before the sun rises, and those luscious deep red lips are the last thing I want to feel as I close my eyes and drift off to sleep each night with you wrapped in my arms." He said with a husky accent, nervously inhaling and exhaling. "I'm aware that our contract marriage has been nothing short of a wild ride, and it's during that wild ride that I've fallen in love with you to the point where I'm willing to rip open my chest and give you my heart for eternity." His voice cracked as he watched her cry, hoping they were happy tears because the sight of her crying in the moonlight killed him. "I fell in love with my life the moment I fell in love with you, and I promise you that no one will work harder or cherish you as much as I will to ensure your happiness. With this ring, will you make an honest man of me and marry me with your heart?" He held his breath, watching her with his sky blue eyes, pleading to
'Do you see that spoiled young man over there?' Neriman whispered to Mercedes, pointing to the youngster loitering at the corner table, surrounded by the waiting staff. Mercedes let her gaze follow to where Neriman was pointing. "Oh, I see him, even, through the crowd of staff he sticks out like a sore thumb," Mercedes scoffed, shaking her head with disgust as she avoided making direct eye contact with him when his gaze briefly fell on theirs. Neriman quickly steered them away from the table that led to the back, where all the magic would take place once Sedar was finished. "He is the first son of the country's biggest drug lord, well, his family is like royalty in the Türk mafyasi, (Turkish Mafia) he still sucks on his annes (mothers) tit, bleeding her dry because his baba won't let him back into the family business after violating his oath," Neriman explained. "His baba, (father) Ihsan Kartal, is the one who will attempt to overthrow Sedar and claim his emp
As the black midnight skies cloaked the abandoned street, the restaurant lit up the atmosphere, radiating tones of light that could be seen a mile away. When the car came to a standstill, Sedar exited the Jeep and stood by the door, waiting for Mercedes to place her hand in his and allow him to escort her to the front entrance. While raindrops fell from the sky, men lined up along the red carpet, holding black umbrellas as the flickering lights from the cameras lit up the walkway as the press went crazy for snapshots of the guests attending. She felt like Cinderella, waiting for the clock to strike midnight, her carriage to transform into a pumpkin, and cute mice to appear as she loses her glass slipper, fleeing the dream that will quickly turn into a nightmare. She let out a small yelp after pinching herself to ensure she wasn't still trapped in her fantasy dream, and when she didn't wake up, she closed her eyes and marvelled at her life. "Are you al
Since leaving the hospital and returning to Istanbul, the press has hung around the house and company like a bad smell, scavenging for whatever information they can get their hands on.It's been just over a month since that fateful night, two weeks since Ezekiel joined them in Turkey following his escape from the country, and just a few hours until Sedar gets down on one knee and pops the big question.He took a personal day off from work and spent the majority of the morning making love to the woman who makes his heart sing and his body strum like live wires to a Destiny's harp. They were given the green light by the specialist to act on their sexual urges four days ago since the pills she was prescribed were working well and her uterine lining was nice and thick.He was having difficulty keeping up with her beneath their bedsheets, in the shower, against the wall, and even in the office, on his sofa or desk. Her sexual appetite was out of this world, but he ma
"Could you please tell me what became of my abla, Emel?" He inquired of Ezekiel, his eyes widening with a genuine interest in her well-being. "She will not be permitted to return to the country, but I deleted the footage from the laptop's hard drive to give her time to gather her belongings and fly back to Istanbul on your jet." He explained as he sat up in his chair. "You did that for her?" Sedar inquired, his face and words contorted with shock. "Yes, we must protect our own until the bitter end, don't we?" He looked both of them in the eyes, unsure if they shared his views on loyalty. "Evet," (yes) they both nodded in unison. "What if they discover you tampered with evidence?" Ozgar inquired, concerned for his job as a detective. "This is where you two come into play." He flatly stated. "I'm going to need your private jet to get out of here." His gaze was fixed on Sedar. "And I'll require your connections to gain permanent entry int
Three days later.... Sedar was taken off the hyperbaric oxygen treatment two days ago, and ever since, Mercedes has been a thorn by his side. While she slept next to him on his hospital bed, she had her leg draped across his torso, her head resting on his chest as she slept to the beat of his heart, and her arm encircled around his neck. This was her following the doctor's orders; she expended her bed rest in the hospital, laying in bed with her husband, and she couldn't care less what anyone had to say. As far as she was concerned, He was HER husband, the father of HER child, and the man who held HER heart in the palms of his hands and that's all that mattered to her until Sedar awoke from his slumber, She knew deep down that no one would bother her as long as she had a certain detective or lawyer by her side 24/7 and each time a nurse suggested for her to go home and rest or leave Sedar's side, a low growl filled the room, resulting in the nurses wa
Mercedes stood outside Sedar's hospital room, gazing out the window with her heart on her shoulder and ready to crumble at any moment. She fought back tears, knowing she was supposed to be on bed rest and had no intention of complying with the doctor's orders until she received confirmation that her husband was stable. She rested her hand against the cold glass window, resting her head against her hand, and inhaled deeply, closing her eyes. "If there is one thing I want you to understand, my love... It would have to be that I am insanely in love with you," She guffawed at her admission. "When I consider a future with you and a half-dozen crazy little Sedars running through our house, my heart sings a melody with your name ciphered into it and my body murmurs with peace." Her voice trembled. "Please, please... find your way back to us." She pleaded. "Hey, Mercedes," she exclaimed as a hand rested on her shoulder, "Üzgùnüm." (I'm sorry) In a soothing tone, a fa