"Open the door, Askim!" (My love!) He barged into the room, discovering she had locked herself in the ensuite. He struck it with his hand.
"Piss off!" She addressed him.
"Do you have any idea how much the shirt you just ruined cost me?" He grounded out and banged on the door once more.
"Do you honestly believe I give a shite about the price of your shirt?" She scoffed incredulously.
"It cost me $1300." He lectured her directly.
She laughed, which conjured a deep growl from him. "It's not my fault that you have more money than brains! Who would spend $1300 on a white shirt? Was it soaked in a diamond-encrusted tub!" She laughed hysterically, which greatly irritated him further.
"By the way, since I don't intend on leaving here until you do, you might as well piss off!"
"You are a pain in my, eşek (ass) you know that?! You had better be worth every cent I've spent on you." He yelled out, slamming his hand against the door o
Sedar cast a sidelong glance at his wife as they stood at the top of the staircase, facing the influx of paparazzi forming in front of them, armed with cameras and microphones, eager to obtain the full story of his secret love affair, which resulted in him eloping in a foreign country without family present. She bit her lip as she stared out into the open, looking like a scared kitten. He watched as her chest rose and fell, and he took her hand in his. Bringing it up to his mouth, he brushed his lips along her knuckles. She gasped with wide eyes, fighting the urge to pull away from him. "It's showtime, Askim." (My love) He whispered, his words masked by the kiss he gently placed on her feverish skin. She nodded her head, transforming herself from a fearful kitten to a woman who exudes confidence and appears to be exactly where she belongs, by his side, as his wife. They began descending the staircase slowly, creating the illusion of a happ
They drove up a long driveway that led to a large house with many windows. When Sedar put the car in park, he exited the vehicle and she watched him walk to her side and open the door for her. She felt nervous as she exited the car. Biting her bottom lip, her eyes took in the size of the house. "How many rooms?" She asked. "Eight." He replied like he'd answered that question many times before. He placed his hand on the small of her back. "You ready?" "No," She said honestly. "But.. let's get this over with." She laughed after taking a few deep breaths. As they entered the living room, his büyük baba was sitting on a lavish sofa reading the newspaper. Sedar noticed she wasn't by his side after taking a few steps into the living area. She hesitated nervously at the entryway as he turned to face her. At that moment, he rushed back towards her and seized her hand in his, leading her to his büyük
They drove up a long driveway that led to a large house with many windows. When Sedar put the car in park, he exited the vehicle and she watched him walk to her side and open the door for her. She felt nervous as she exited the car. Biting her bottom lip, her eyes took in the size of the house. "How many rooms?" She asked. "Eight." He replied like he'd answered that question many times before. He placed his hand on the small of her back. "You ready?" "No," She said honestly. "But.. let's get this over with." She laughed after taking a few deep breaths. As they entered the living room, his büyük baba was sitting on a lavish sofa reading the newspaper. Sedar noticed she wasn't by his side after taking a few steps into the living area. She hesitated nervously at the entryway as he turned to face her. At that moment, he rushed back towards her and seized her hand in his, leading her to his büyük
Three hours later... Mercedes had been waiting patiently in the room for Sedars return. She had spoken to Ezekiel on the phone, cutting it short due to the nine-hour time difference, unpacked her bags and read a few pages of the book she had brought with her. She was beginning to go insane from the lack of stimulation and couldn't take it any longer. She left the room, searching for her husband as she browsed the walls that were decorated with magnificent paintings along the way. She descended the stairs and caught sight of the housekeeper that had kindly shown her to her room and carefully approached. "Afet?" She hastily said, hoping she pronounced her name correctly. She stopped dusting the large empty vases that sat in the entry foyer. "I'm sorry, but do you speak English?" She wishfully asked. Afet looked around the room and nodded. "Evet,(yes) I speak little English." She s
Sedar pulled up along the seashore of Mercedes description. He got out of his car, activated the alarm, and walked down the street to see her seated on a bench. She bounced her legs while rubbing her hands up and down her arms. Removing his jacket, he walked up to her and placed it around her shoulders. She flinched as she didn't notice him approaching her and began peeling the jacket off her shoulders to return it to him. It was a thoughtful gesture that she admired. However, she did not wish to feel obligated to him as a result of his kindness. "Please, I'm fine." She made every effort to keep her teeth from chattering. "Hayir, (No) you'll catch a cold and I don't want that on my conscious." He sat down beside her, drawing her in closer as he rubbed his hand up and down her arm. She looked up at him, her gaze searching his face in awe. She'd heard those exact words two years ago and wondered if he was the mystery man she'd been thinking about al
Earlier The Next Morning... "You know Cedes, I wouldn't wanna do life with anyone else," Alex told her honestly. She sighed knowing she felt the same way. Within the space of two years, they had grown very close and deep down she loved him for protecting her. "Me too Alex, you're the best friend I never wanted, but the big brother I could only have wished for." She said feeling her heart melt and explode with love all at once. They walked through the carpark, absentmindedly chatting away, heading towards the junkyard where their temporary home remained. A patrol car came screeching through the carpark, the doors flew open and two officers exited raising their firearms. "Stand where you are with your hands up." One officer demanded. They stopped abruptly and rose their shaking hands high in the air. "Walk slowly towards us." The officer commanded. Slowly they start
She fought against his grip; though he wasn't inflicting any pain towards her, he refused to let her go, and she became increasingly fearful of him. "Let go of me!" She raised her voice and began gathering as much of her chain as she could between her fingers. He lowered his hand from her chain as he fought an internal battle. Whether to yank the cheap piece of jewellery from her neck or let her continue to flaunt it in front of him. Tolerating the mockery it emanates. "You don't know anything about me, you don't know what I've had to endure growing up!" She tried her hardest to keep her voice from cracking, but she was failing miserably. Something snapped inside of him and he released her as if her feverish skin burned his fingertips. She quickly moved to the corner of the room, putting as much distance between them as she possibly could. "When I tell you I'm not ready to open up, it means just that! Not because I have som
Moments later the woman peered up and she noticed her standing on the stairs. Mercedes straightened her posture as she watched the blonde she-devil climb the stairs quickly in heels. Sedar cursed, rushing up the stairs, he took them two at a time and reached her side before she did. He drew Mercedes into him protectively, his face void of any expression when the woman stomped her foot and screamed. Mercedes flinched at her high shrilling expression towards her. "Zeynep!" Sedar glared at her and she narrowed her eyes at him. "Bü o mü?" (Is that her?) She snarled as she ran her eyes over Mercedes with jealousy. "Evet, (yes) speak English when you're in the presence of MY WIFE." He growled at her, placing a tender kiss on Mercedes's cheek. "Hayır o çöp!" (No she is garbage) She spat out with disdain. Mercedes looked at Sedar, he shook his head and sighed. His body went tense and he had images of slappi