As soon as she stepped out of the car and entered the cave, CEO Bruno stood before her and there were a couple of staff members with whom he was talking. "Good evening Miss Jane." He immediately felt the presence of Tasha "Good evening Mr. Bruno." Tasha greeted him with a nod. She was still curious why he call her here. "Why did you call me?" She inquired. "Miss Jane, I have an idea I'd like your opinion on. Come inside with me. I've instructed the staff not to allow anyone in until we return from our visit," He spoke in a serious, professional manner. With that, he led the way away from the cable car, towards a camouflaged door that, from the outside, appeared as just another part of the wall—no one could tell was the door for a sTashatcut, the maintenance staff used to use it. After entering inside, he turned on the lights of tunnel and turned around to see Tasha. She was still standing in confusion. He signaled her to come in before closing the door behind him. "Mr. Bruno, you
She spent the entire ‘Sunday’ in her apartment, carefully considering her choices before packing a few outfits. She knew she can’t refuse him; he could take her by force if he wanted, separating her within the building and on the island.During these holidays, he made it clear he would shed all pretenses of shame and modesty. Was she prepared for this?He was her husband, and before today, she had never been involved with a man. But this man had changed everything.Since their marriage, her feelings had begun to shift. Perhaps it was the effect of the marriage vows; she was starting to genuinely like him. She felt secure in his embrace, his presence in her life feeling like a magical spell.Despite her desires, she couldn't act on them. She wasn't naive; she understood a wife's duties. But...She had accepted him with all her heart and soul, but did he truly see her as his wife?She wanted to be his one and only, and in return, she wanted him to be hers. She was afraid. Daniel never
The way was long; all the way, Daniel kept teasing her lightly, and she kept quiet, thinking about Eva.In the evening, when it was getting dark, Daniel brought the car in front of the riverside cabin between the mountains and stopped it.It was a small, neat cabin with three bedrooms. Each bedroom window opened to a beautiful view of the mountains. Down two steps was a large, circular living room with a large window overlooking the flowing river. There was a dining table in the living room and an open French kitchen.The cabin had all the necessities of life, and the furniture seemed to have been newly installed.After reaching the cabin, they all kept their belongings in their respective rooms."The things will be set later. Now everyone should take a quick bath and get ready. We are leaving for dinner in twenty minutes." Daniel addressed them both."Dinner so early...?" Tasha looked at the time on his watch, which was playing seven in the evening.The master bedroom was Daniel's, a
"Daddy, Tasha, Come quickly. The movie is starting." Eva's voice broke the spell."Come on, Eva is waiting for us." He gently took Tasha in his arms and came out of the room.Eva's favorite movie had started on TV. Daniel switched off the lights and sat between Eva and Tasha on the sofa with both arms spread out.He had Eva in one arm and Tasha in the other.The movie started with Eva hiding her face in Daniel's arm whenever there was a scary scene. By the time the movie ended, Eva had fallen asleep."Mr. Bruno." Tasha called him in a low voice so as not to disturb Eva's sleep, but he paid no attention."Mr. Bruno, Eva has fallen asleep.""Are you listening?""Mr. Bruno." Tasha got tired and shook his arm, but there was no result."Listen." Fed up, she addressed him again."That's like my girl. Mr. Bruno doesn't suit your beautiful lips; he either calls me Daniel or sweetheart, but from now on, if you call me Mr. Bruno with this formal name, you will not get an answer.” Caressing Tash
He released her from his grip, his voice serious as he spoke. She quickly glanced around, her face flushed a deep red, before retreating to her room. Once there, she lay on the bed, a beautiful, serene smile gracing her lips. "Not every woman is strong enough to overwhelm my senses," Daniel's deep voice still echoed in her ears."Your words reveal that I've overshadowed your senses," Tasha thought shyly, hiding her face in her hands. She closed her eyes, seeking sleep, but Daniel’s presence lingered in her mind. His broad, handsome hand, the intensity of his gaze—everything about him occupied her thoughts. She tried to calm her heart, but tonight, Daniel seemed to possess her dreams, each word of his like a potent intoxication."I spent so much time planning this moment, hoping you'd surrender to me completely. Give yourself to me, and I'll claim every part of you. Let me hold you in my arms at night and begin each day with your kiss." His words resonated deeply, leaving her in a daze
When she opened her eyes, the sound of the alarm on her phone reminded her it had already been two hours since she had fallen asleep. Groggily, she splashed water on her face to wake up, then stood in front of her suitcase. After much deliberation, she pulled out a long skirt and a blouse—a mix of soft pink and black. She wanted to look good today, a little extra effort to boost her spirits.As she applied mascara to her lashes, she set her hair with a blow dryer, leaving it loose. "I like your hair down," she remembered Daniel saying once, and the thought made her cheeks blush as she glanced at herself in the mirror.After finishing her makeup, she slipped into the outfit. The skirt fit perfectly, but the blouse was a challenge—she couldn’t quite button the back. Frustrated, she gave up trying and decided to ask Eva for help. Opening the door, she glanced both ways down the hallway, relieved that Daniel wasn’t around. She quickly made her way to Eva’s room."Hey, Eva!" she greeted, s
After parking the car outside the cabin, Tasha and Daniel got out. It was a full moon night, and the entire cabin glowed softly in the moonlight. As Daniel led Tasha by the hand, her heart began to race, a new fear creeping in—she was alone in the cabin with him. She shuddered, her palms growing sweaty.Daniel unlocked the door, stepped inside, and turned on the lights before letting go of her hand. He moved to the kitchen, grabbed some firewood, and knelt in front of the fireplace, starting a fire."Want some tea?" he asked, standing in front of the growing warmth."No," Tasha whispered, her voice barely audible."How about coffee? It'll help chase away the cold." He offered again."No..." she repeated, fear rising in her chest. She wanted to run straight to her room and lock the door."What's wrong? Did you leave your voice back at the restaurant?" Daniel asked, raising an eyebrow as he studied her."No..." Tasha stammered, her discomfort clear."You've been lost in thought ever sin
After parking the car outside the cabin, Daniel and Tasha stepped out into the moonlit night. It was the 14th, and the cabin was bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight. Tasha felt a knot in her stomach as she realized she was alone in the cabin with Daniel. Anxiety made her palms sweat.As Daniel unlocked the cabin, he said, "Welcome home, Tasha. It’s cozy, isn’t it?"Tasha tried to force a smile. "It’s... lovely. Just a bit overwhelming."Daniel led her inside, turning on the lights. The warmth from the fireplace made the old-fashioned mountain cabin feel inviting. He gathered some wood from the kitchen and began to set it up in the fireplace. Tasha watched him with a mixture of apprehension and fascination."Would you like some tea?" Daniel asked as he started the fire."No, thank you," Tasha replied softly, her voice almost a whisper.Daniel raised an eyebrow, noticing her discomfort. "How about coffee then? It might help you warm up."Tasha shook her head. "No, really, I’m fine.
Daniel Bruno sat at the head of the meeting table, the hum of voices around him barely registering. His focus wavered when his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen—a message from an unknown number. Frowning, he tapped to open it.The first image made his breath hitch. His chair screeched as he shot to his feet, the blood rushing to his face. Confusion turned to a storm of rage, tightening his chest and curling his hands into fists. The veins on his neck throbbed as his jaw locked. With a sudden burst of fury, he slammed the phone onto the table. The sound cracked through the room, silencing every conversation.All eyes turned to him, wide with alarm."Meeting adjourned," Daniel growled, his voice tight, teeth clenched. Snatching up his phone, he stormed out, his movements quick and sharp.Safdar Bruno, sitting across the table, scrambled to his feet, rushing after him. "Daniel, what's going on?"Daniel didn’t even slow down. His voice, sharp and cutting, echoed down the hall. "Nothi
Tasha scrambled to get ready for university, her morning running later than usual. She chose a stylish blue top paired with crisp white capris, draping a blue dupatta loosely over her shoulders. Her glossy pink lips highlighted her natural beauty, though her expression betrayed annoyance. She hastily grabbed her bag and stepped out, her phone ringing unexpectedly as she reached the lounge.The sight of the flashing number on her phone screen startled her. Without answering the call, she paused mid-step, a flicker of panic crossing her face. Before she could act, Daniel appeared, his gaze locking onto her with unmissable intensity.In her blue ensemble, Tasha looked radiant. The rich hue of the outfit contrasted strikingly against her fair complexion, while the gloss on her lips added a soft allure. Daniel’s eyes darkened with admiration. His possessive nature made it difficult for him to let her step outside, knowing that her beauty could turn heads. But for Tasha’s happiness, he curb
When Daniel came out, Safdar was sitting in the car waiting for him. "What did you think of the people who came over for dinner today?" Daniel asked as he got into the car. Safdar smiled as he buckled his seatbelt and started the car. "He made time because before marriage, he was always busy, and no one could meet him. Now, after marriage, he’s more available, so his friends decided to take advantage of that." Daniel chuckled. "Well, it’s the opposite for you. Most people ignore their friends after marriage, but you’ve been visiting everyone. It’s good to see you and your wife getting along so well." Safdar glanced at Daniel. "Don’t rub it in." Daniel leaned back with a deep sigh. At that moment, Safdar’s phone started ringing. He glanced at the screen, surprised. "Is your phone off?" he asked Daniel. "No, why?" Daniel replied, looking curious. "Your wife is calling me," Safdar said, showing him Tasha’s name on the screen. "Put it on speaker," Daniel said. Safdar an
Tasha was lounging in the living room, watching TV, when a familiar scent wafted through the air. "The smell of Mr. Bruno's cologne," she murmured to herself. She closed her eyes, a soft smile spreading across her face as she inhaled deeply. Glancing toward Daniel Bruno’s room, she saw him step out, dressed impeccably in gray jeans, a white shirt, and a matching casual gray coat. His neatly styled, gelled hair complemented his effortlessly charming demeanor as he walked toward her. Tasha couldn’t take her eyes off him. A sense of excitement bubbled within her as she admired him, but as he neared, she quickly looked back at the TV, trying to feign indifference. Despite her best efforts, her attention remained firmly on him. Daniel noticed her but ignored her gaze, a faint smile tugging at his lips, and walked past the lounge, heading toward the door. Just as he was about to leave, Tasha’s voice stopped him in his tracks. “Where are you going at this hour?” She rose from the
He was in the middle of an important meeting when his phone rang. "Excuse me," he muttered to the room, standing up and stepping outside the meeting to take the call. "Speak..." he answered, his voice calm but still focused. "Send greetings to me first. Then I’ll say something," came the request from the other end, her tone slightly tinged with a quiet plea. It was a request she had made for two days now, and yet each time he answered the phone, he would immediately say, “Bolo” (Speak). It was as if he hadn't yet learned the simple courtesy of greeting. "Good Morning," he quickly said, fulfilling her demand. "Good Morning... and bring food. Tell me if you want anything else," he continued, making the request casually but with a hint of amusement in his voice. Tasha smiled as she listened, her tone lightening. "Come quickly, I’m starving. And bring something sweet—my mouth is so bitter right now," she asked in a sugary voice, almost coaxing him to hurry. Daniel chuckled
Tasha snapped out of her thoughts when she heard a voice asking, "What's going on here?" She saw Daniel walking toward her with his usual confident attitude.As soon as Daniel entered, he smelled the roses and noticed the bouquet in Tasha's hands."Daniel, sir, look... Anna came to apologize to Miss Tasha even though her leg is hurt. But Miss Tasha isn’t accepting the apology," Anna’s manager said quickly, complaining that Tasha was being cold toward Anna despite her pain."Manager, why are you making me the bad guy here?" Tasha smiled and said, clearly annoyed. The manager was caught off guard by her words."What??" The manager asked, surprised, as if he couldn't believe his ears."You're supposed to take care of Anna, not drag her around when she's in pain. Do you think carrying her around won’t make her leg worse?" Tasha said sternly, and the manager was speechless."And Anna, why are you apologizing for Noor? She’s not a child, and you’re not her mother. Stop acting innocent. Firs
Daniel was deeply absorbed in his work at the office, the hum of the environment around him barely registering. He was methodical, focused on the tasks at hand. But suddenly, his phone buzzed, snapping him from his concentration. The name on the screen flashed in bold letters: PB. He knew exactly who it was. His fingers hovered for a brief moment over the phone, almost as if weighing the decision. Then, with a nonchalant sigh, he answered the call with the opposite hand and raised the phone to his ear. "Speak..." The voice that answered him on the other side was soft and sweet, and instantly, it seemed to carry him away from the sterile office air to a place much warmer. "Send greetings to me first. Then I’ll say something," the voice teased, its playful tone causing him to pause. A surge of old memories hit him like a wave, and for a fleeting moment, he was somewhere else—somewhere distant yet familiar. He had heard that voice countless times, in moments both trivial and profoun
The lady doctor was leaving after finishing her check-up, and Daniel was walking in. Tasha, noticing how handsome he was, blushed and quickly walked past him, but Daniel didn’t even look up.“How’s your health now?” Daniel asked, standing in front of her, studying her closely.“I’m okay,” Tasha replied with a smile, and Daniel seemed to soften a little.“Tasha seems to be in a good mood today,” he commented.“Hmm. You told me to make a request, right? I’ve thought about what I want,” Tasha said, smiling sweetly.“You have something up your sleeve, don’t you?” Daniel grinned, sitting down next to her confidently.“Did you say something?” Tasha asked, sitting up straight, not hearing him at first.“This is my chance,” Daniel said with a smart smile.Tasha couldn’t help but smile at him. She was in a better mood today, almost like a blooming flower. As she looked at his handsome face, she noticed beads of sweat forming on her skin.“Should I tell you my request?” Tasha asked shyly.“Hmmm
The atmosphere was thick with uncertainty and unresolved emotions as Tasha spoke to Bisma, trying to mask her true feelings with humor and bravado. Despite her tough exterior, the vulnerability in her eyes and the way her hands trembled revealed the truth—she was still deeply affected by the events that had unfolded.Bisma, noticing the subtle change in Tasha's demeanor, couldn't help but worry. "But Tasha, you were ready to get a divorce before. Why have you changed your mind?"Tasha smiled faintly, but there was a hint of something deeper, something more profound behind her words. "I don't know. Things have changed... and I’m not sure if I’m ready to give up yet. There’s a lot I still need to figure out."She shifted her position, trying to avoid confronting the discomfort in her chest. The mention of her marriage made her feel like she was walking on a tightrope—between what she wanted and what was expected of her. Her emotions were complicated; Daniel’s unpredictable kindness and