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2024-10-29 19:42:56I can hear Aydems sweet accented voice through my reigns of terror and feel his soft lips trying to bring me back to him.
But it's not enough....
I don't know if it ever will be...
I feel like something is holding me here, like, I'm meant to find some sort of peace within myself.
The sound of Aydems voice quickly fades and his touch is no more. I let out a scream, yanking on the roots of my hair in pure frustration.
But I know he can not hear or save me.
I am stuck in my paralysed body that is nothing but a sleeping vessel to those on the outside.
"What am I meant to do?!" I cry out.
My voice echoes through the darkness and unexpectedly I feel a hand land on my shoulder, shoving me against a hard, unwelcoming wall.
"What..who are you and what do you want?"
'I am your conscious and I am here to tell you that your life is about to get a whole lot harder.' A v
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The potent smell of strong herbs burning, begin to sting my nostrils.I've been stuck in the darkness for far too long and I'm starting to worry that I'm beginning to lose myself in between the blankets that resemble the midnight skies.The scent of the burning herbs gets severely acute with each breath I take and within seconds, my windpipes feel like they are collapsing and I stumble into a choking fit.Clawing at my neck, with tears gliding down my cheeks, I quickly lose consciousness and I fear that this is my undoing.The end.***Silence*** Tranquillity *** Serenity***---"CLEAR!!"A surge of energy enters my body while it creates an excruciating pain that spreads across my chest. The agony lingers over my heart and my eyes spring open as my back arches off the bed.Sucking in a sharp breath, my eyes bulge out of their sockets, waiting for the pain to fade."Onu öld&u
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He doesn't say anything, instead, he closes his eyes shutting me out as he tries to deal with my outburst of anguish.I watch as he inhales and exhales deeply a few times before he finally peels back his eyelashes to look me in the eyes as he emotionally destroys me."I want you to come with us too, askim." [My love.] He finally says and I close my eyes saying a silent prayer of thanks."You do?" I ask, double-checking that I heard him right.[Yes.] "Evet." He looks at me like I've lost my damn mind. "You are my fiance, soon to be wife. Why would I dream of leaving you behind when it is dangerous?" His nostrils flare with displeasure. "Is that how little you think of me?"Swallowing the built-up saliva as I frantically shake my head, "No! Gods no!" I sob. "I trust you with my life, shit. You saved my life and you were at my side slitting Trent's throat with me." I sniffle, wiping the corners of my eyes. "I guess, it's
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I cast Aydem a sidelong glance with Sandro in his arms as we stand at the top of the staircase, facing the influx of reporters who are armed with cameras and microphones. They have arrived early, waiting to get the inside scoop of Aydems sudden return. "Burada ne halt ediyorlar?" Neriman hisses from behind us. [What are they doing here?] "I don't know, but it is too dangerous for Mila and Sandro to be seen. If the photos end up in the wrong hands our cover is blown." Aydem snarls, looking over his shoulder. I follow his gaze and it lands on the air hostess who is cleaning. She must sense that she is being watched because she slowly raises her gaze and when her eyes collide with Aydems, she scurries into the back of the cabin. [Shit!] "Bok! Give Sandro to Mila and deal with the media hungry vultures. I'll deal with this orospu [bitch] and we will meet you at Sedars." Neriman says in a thick accent as she removes her stilettos. "No matter wh
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As the car draws to a standstill, Aydem exits the mansion with a bounce to his step and a few people following close behind him. I look at Neriman with my nerves thrumming wildly and my stomach twisting into knots."Who is Aydem accompanied by?" I ask her in a hushed tone as I look at Sandro still fast asleep in his car seat."That man with the phone pressed to his ear, is Sandro and the woman waddling with her hand on her belly is his wife, Mercedes. She's also from New Zealand so you'll both have a lot to talk about." She doesn't bother waiting for one of the guards to open her door as she pushes it wide open herself and walks straight over to her brother embracing him.Aydem opens my door as I unbuckle Sandro and pick him up. "Askim." [My love.] He greets me with a dotting smile and holds his arms out for his son.I carefully place Sandro in his arms and slide out of the car with his help. Standing by Aydem, I nervously meet Mercedes gaze. "Hi,"
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"Will you just calm down so I can explain myself?" He has the audacity to growl. Shaking my head, "No. I don't want to hear it. Anything that comes out of your mouth is a lie! Everything between us is a big fat lie!" I cry out hysterically as I throw my arms up in the air. "You didn't last longer than twenty-four hours before you cheated on me!" I rush past him and I start pulling my clothes out of the closet, tossing them onto the bed. After a brief period of consideration, he approaches me and stands in front of me. His body is a whisper away from mine as he prevents me from pulling any more of my clothes out of the closet. [Stop!] "Dur!" He says in an ordering tone. "Move." I challenge him. [Nope.] "Yok. You will listen to me one way or another." Folding my arms across my chest, I give him a challenging look. "You're the big affair I'll forget, Aydem. Shit," I snort. "You'll be the only man I'll think of with regret." I
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My body slides up and down the cool painted wall with every brutal, yet, delicious thrust he pounds into me. "Aydem.." I moan his name. "Please...don't stop.." I beg of him. I manage to free my wrists from the vice-like grip he has them in, sliding them down the wall to the sides of my chest, I try to push back, but, he is too strong and he pins me against the wall once again. "Agghh!!" I cry out when he unexpectedly, shamelessly and savagely slaps my ass cheek. His touch leaves a slight burning sensation that disperses across my burning flesh. "Don't move." He orders with a grunt. "I can feel your first orgasm coming." He grunts again as the hand he has around my delicate throat slides down my body and begins to caress my clit through the slick folds of my sex. "Come for me, askim." [my love] He demands in a hoarse tone. I grind my teeth, fighting the gnawing orgasm that threatens to consume me as I refuse to giv
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"Hit me!" "I can't." "There is no such word as can't. Now try again and hit me!" "We've been going at it for three hours straight already, Neriman. I can't." "That's truly disappointing to hear, Mila. I never took you as a quitter." "I'm not. I'm tired." "You're quitting. Admit it." "Winners never quit," I growl, wiping my sweat cladded hair out of my face. [Yes,] "Evet that's right, so is, quitters never win and you are a quitter." Her left eye twitches as she tries her best to infuriate me more than I already am. "You know what, I don't need this shit," I say bitterly as I start to unravel the hand wraps embedding my knuckles. "I asked Aydem to teach me what he knows and I was hinting more along the lines of fire weapons." "You already know how to aim and shoot. What good is a gun if you are approached from behind?" "What good is face to face combat if I'm outnumbered?" "You
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He pulls back, gazing down at me. "When you play with fire, askim. [my love] You are bound to get burned, scorched or fried. If you ever pull this bok [shit] again. I will bind you to our bed, and you will never be allowed to leave the room again." He growls, and I know he means every word."I know you mean well and I'm sorry," I say as I search his eyes. "But this was the only option we had. I had to use myself as bait."[No.] "Hayir, you didnt." He says coldly and I don't like the sound of his tone."I did." I snap, stepping out of his embrace. "If I didn't see him, Aydem. Who is to say he would not have followed us back to the villa where our son is sleeping and your cousins live with their children?" Placing my hands on my hips, I run the tip of my tongue over my top teeth. "He could have returned and figured out the layout of the villa as well as everyone's schedule," I explain trying to justify my actions.His eyes narrow as he blows air out of his
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Slowly sipping on my glass of red wine as I look at Aydem over the rim, a small smile curves on the corners of my mouth.Setting his utensils down on his plate, he picks up his crystal glass with whiskey on the rocks and takes a sip from it, his eyes never leaving mine."You keep looking at me like that askim [my love], I'll have no choice but to take you right here, on this table, in front of all these people." He says roughly, setting his glass back down on the table.I place my glass of wine back down on the table too, "Is that a promise?" I ask seductively, leaning over the table.A lopsided smirk stains his gorgeous face, "You'd like that wouldn't you?" He chuckles, rubbing the side of his jaw.I get up from my seat and walk over to him, running my fingers through his hair as I settle on his lap. "Yes and No." I state honestly, leaning in, "I'd rather you take me in the bathroom where there won't be an audience." I whisper in
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"That's right baby, take all of me." He growls.My eyes water, as I gasp, gag and moan.Struggling to breathe as he fills my mouth, undoubtedly giving every inch of himself to me. I take it all like a good wife that I desperately crave to be for him.I want him, I need every delicious inch he has to offer me.We mark each other in our most intimate places, claiming one another as my nude lipstick smears across the base of his cock. A statement that I deliberately make by showing him that I have put a ring on it and it is exclusively mine from this point forward. Saliva infused with premium precum slides down the side of my mouth, my chin and it drips onto my breasts.I swirl the tip of my tongue over the mushroom of his cock, slowly gliding my flat, moist tongue along his shaft and over his throbbing vein. Taking him in my mouth, inch by inch, I hollow my cheeks, sucking him off harder."Fuck, askim." [my love.] His
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"Oh, just six teeny, tiny, minutes." I sing out in an airy tone. "Do you think you can control yourself for a full seven minutes, husband?" I breathe out, liking how it sounds as it rolls off the tip of my tongue"Are you trying to unman me?" His jaw ticks."Would it only take six minutes?" I raise an eyebrow, running my hand down my torso between my breasts."Fuck.." He breathes out, "Are you sure you want this tonight? Do you want me to fill you with my hands caressing every inch of your tempting body after-""I'll be yours to use for your enjoyment. My body is yours to use however you please." I breathe with excitement.His jaw locks, his eyes don't leave my breasts and every muscle in his delicious body tenses. I straddle him, "Your six minutes start now."I place my hands on his shoulders and I slowly start to grind against his swelling cock. "That didn't take long, dear," I whisper into the shell of his ea
