Blonde, pale green eyes, waist-length, straight street hair, high heels, ankle-high skin-tight jeans, a white shirt that was stylishly knotted high up in the front, the girl holding DANIEL's arm and beaming happily in front of him."Noor" Tasha's lips suddenly found her in front of her and whispered."Surprise." She chuckled."How do you let such a handsome dashing man disappear from your eyes? If I were you, I wouldn't leave him alone even for a second." After hearing Noor's words, Tasha looked at DANIEL with furtive eyes, who was leaning against the wall with great satisfaction, watching these two sisters holding canes in his hands."Maybe she doesn't consider me handsome or dashing," DANIEL said in a dry tone when stealing his eyes like that."Someone would be blind to not consider a gorgeous hunk like you." Noor turned around and went near him. She put her hand on his arm and said while batting her eyelids.Tasha noted that DANIEL did not shake Noor's hand."Some people who have m
She was looking at the silent door when DANIEL, from behind her shoulders, extended his arm and took her in his embrace."Would you like to have dinner now?" He was asking."Dinner." Tasha looked at him absently."You don't feel hungry?""Oh dinner. Yes, Daniel, you go to the table, I will heat the food."DANIEL had helped her with heating the food and putting it on the table. Now they were both having dinner. DANIEL was talking to Tasha about business and she was barely responding.After seeing a beautiful girl like Noor, he must be looking even more insignificant, so why is he still here? Why doesn't he come here? He is staying here just because he feels sorry for a poor little girl like me?At that time, she was becoming very sensitive and suffering from an inferiority complex. There was a battle of doubts and suspicions going on inside her. Whatever it was, she did not want to beg for pity or sympathy from him at least.After dinner, she started lifting the dishes, so DANIEL also
Tasha closed her eyes and was still in his strong grip. After some passionate moments, Daniel gently freed Tasha's lips."Will you drink juice?" He asked her, who was shying away from meeting his eyes.Perhaps this was the shame, the modesty, the hesitation that he had not found anywhere until now."Drink this. Now you have many steps to take. Be brave." He put the glass to her lips. After taking a few sips, Tasha tried to put the glass away, but without any resistance, he removed the glass and kept it aside. Now he was bent over her delicate neck."Tasha." His heavy voice emerged. He raised his head from Tasha's neck, put his hands in Tasha's hair and brought her face to his face. She tightly closed her eyes. Her face was red with shame, her full lips were reddened by his intensity, and her long, magical eyelids were trembling."Do you know what you have done by shying away from me and entrusting yourself to me?" He whispered."You are binding me to you, adding to my madness. But." H
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
“Tasha, open your eyes.” The lights above flickered as the hum of machines filled the room. Daniel sat at her side, his hand gripping hers with a desperation that made his fingers ache. Tasha’s once-vibrant face was now pale, her breath shallow, a thin sheen of sweat clinging to her forehead. The blood that had poured from the wound in her side had soaked through the hospital sheets, staining them a dark red. Her body was fragile, lifeless, and as still as the silence in the room.His heart was breaking in ways he never thought possible, each beat a painful reminder that the woman he loved was slipping away from him, and he could do nothing to stop it. His eyes were swollen from tears, his face streaked with them.His grip tightened around her hand, as if he could hold on to the last fragments of her life with sheer will alone. But even as he held her, even as he whispered her name over and over, it felt like the world was slowly fading to black."Tasha, please… please, wake up. I’m
The opening of the mall had arrived, and excitement filled the air. Daniel, standing near a jewelry stall, was busy directing his workers, making sure everything was perfect for the big day. The mall was filled with people, buzzing with energy, and yet, Daniel's mind seemed distracted.A flicker of movement caught his eye in the mirror before him. A boy stood behind a pillar, but Daniel thought nothing of it at first. After all, it was such a crowded day, and people were everywhere.But when Tasha entered the makeup shop a little later, Daniel's mind was drawn back to the strange sensation that someone was watching her. She was absorbed in picking out lipstick shades, inspecting them carefully in the mirror, when suddenly, her heart skipped a beat. In the reflection, she saw the boy from earlier – Carl – standing just behind her.She spun around quickly, her breath caught in her throat, but no one was there. It must have been a trick of the light, she thought, dismissing the unease cr
For the grand opening of the mall, Daniel had decided not to invite any actors, actresses, or high-profile political figures as special guests. Instead, he wanted the moment to be about one person—his wife.Tasha’s car pulled up outside the mall, and without hesitation, Daniel stepped forward to open the door for her, right in front of the waiting media. His smile was warm and inviting as he extended his hand to her."Come on," he said, his voice full of affection. Tasha, her heart racing, placed her hand in his, stepping out of the car gently. She was standing in front of the media for the very first time, and it made her feel a bit anxious. But before she could get too nervous, Daniel wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. The simple act of his touch helped to calm her nerves, making her feel more at ease."Here, take the scissors," he said, holding them out to her. Tasha, still in a bit of a daze, had assumed he was joking, but seeing the serious expression o
That evening, after a long and grueling day, Tasha returned home to find Daniel waiting for her in the living room. The apartment was dimly lit, the soft golden hue of the table lamps casting a warm glow. The aroma of fresh coffee lingered in the air. She closed the door behind her with a tired sigh, and there he was—Daniel—lounging on the couch with an easy, mischievous smile on his face.“How was your first day as boss?” he asked, setting his laptop aside with a deliberate slowness, as if he were savoring the moment of her arrival.“Exhausting,” Tasha admitted, kicking off her heels with a grateful grunt and collapsing beside him on the couch. Her shoulders were tense, her muscles aching from a day filled with meetings, decisions, and memories she had been trying to bury for years.Daniel’s arm was around her in an instant, pulling her closer to him. His touch was grounding, like a lifeline. “And yet, you survived. That’s my girl,” he said, his voice full of pride.She smiled weakly
They had been working together for a week, but it seemed unlikely that this girl had even seen him once. He was lying beside his new bride, lost in thought, remembering Tasha. The image of her beautiful yet simple face, full of confidence, kept playing in his mind. A wave of deep regret swept over him. He wished he had appreciated her more, that he had valued her in the way she deserved. Maybe, if he had, she would still be with him now.Tears welled up in his eyes, and he quickly sat up, rubbing his eyes roughly, trying to push the painful thoughts away. His heart was breaking. The girl he had once known, the girl he had lost, was now married to someone else. She was no longer his, and it was all because of his own foolishness and insecurities."How's everything going?" She asked softly, her voice gentle as she styled her hair. She leaned her chin on his shoulder, wrapping her delicate arms around him, showing concern. He could feel her care for him, yet his thoughts were elsewhere.
Shehryar paced back and forth in his office, his brow furrowed with frustration. The weight of the company’s recent losses pressed heavily on him, and his temper simmered. His brother, Carl, sat across from him, visibly worn from the arguments they’d been having for weeks.“Has our time come?” Shehryar snapped, slamming his fist onto the desk. “Now we’ll work like employees in our own office under a girl?”Carl adjusted his glasses and sighed deeply, his patience thinning. “We’re not employees, Shehryar. We’re still partners.”“Partners?” Shehryar barked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Don’t joke with me, Carl. She owns 70 percent of the shares, and we only have 30 between us. That means she calls the shots in everything from now on!” He slammed the back of his chair in frustration, his anger palpable.Carl leaned forward, rubbing his temples. “Instead of yelling, maybe we should hope she’s competent enough to save what’s left of this sinking ship. We’ve got nothing left but this c
“Would you help me with something?” Daniel asked, holding a stack of papers in his hand. He extended them toward Tasha with a warm, encouraging smile.“Help? With what exactly?” she asked curiously, raising her eyebrows as she took the papers from him.“Well…” He leaned back casually, his tone light but deliberate. “I bought seventy percent of the shares of a failing company.”“What?” Her voice shot up in surprise, her brows furrowing in confusion. “Why would someone as smart as you invest in a company that’s going under?”“Because I thought I could turn it around,” he replied with a shrug. “But life has a way of throwing curveballs, and I’ve been too busy to focus on it. So, here’s the deal: I’m handing it over to you. You’ll be managing it from tomorrow.”Tasha’s jaw dropped. “Me? Are you serious? I don’t know the first thing about running a company!”Daniel raised an eyebrow, a sly smirk forming on his lips. “Why not? Did you get your degree just to decorate the house?”“That’s not
Tasha lay in bed, her eyes heavy but stubbornly refusing to close. Beside her, Daniel was peacefully asleep, his chest rising and falling with each steady breath. Yet, even in his sleep, he seemed restless, as if the memory of something unresolved lingered in his subconscious. A soft whisper escaped his lips, almost an apology directed at himself.Tasha couldn’t help but study his face, her gaze tracing every line and curve. “How beautiful he is,” she thought, a soft smile playing on her lips. Daniel was her prince, flawed yet captivating, and even in the darkness of the room, he exuded a warmth that drew her closer.She leaned in, her nose brushing lightly against his, and closed her eyes. The heat of his breath fanned her cheeks, and for a moment, the world stilled. “This,” she whispered to herself, “this is the most beautiful moment.”Daniel stirred slightly but remained asleep. Tasha chuckled softly, a memory tugging at her heart. “I remember,” she began, speaking to him though sh
"Let’s have breakfast quickly. You must be starving,” Daniel said, his voice steady but carrying a hint of concern. He watched Tasha closely, as though gauging her mood.Tasha raised her eyebrows, her lips curling into a wry smile. “I must be? How do you know?” she asked, her tone teasing yet laced with curiosity.Daniel hesitated for a moment, his confusion evident. “What do you mean?”“That I’m hungry,” she replied softly, leaning back slightly, her eyes never leaving his.Daniel smirked, though his gaze turned serious. “How could you think for a second that I’d have breakfast without you? Especially today, after you called me yourself. Do you know what that means to me?” His voice dropped, becoming almost a whisper.Tasha blinked, slightly caught off guard. Daniel wasn’t the type to show his emotions so openly. But when he referred to her as his “E” – the affectionate nickname only he used – her heart skipped a beat. He could have called himself Daniel, the name the world knew him