HAKAN**Nightingale wasn’t acting like herself. I should have known that immediately when she became too handsy in the car, but I had been too distracted by her ass grinding on me. As I stepped out of the car and watched her smile at the sky with a loopy gaze, I had a suspicion what the problem was. I walked to her and made her look at me. Her eyes were glassy and her pupils were dilated.“I knew there was something wrong, you’re high again.”Her eyes widened with panic and she chuckled nervously.“W.what are you talking about? I’m sober. You refused to get me any pills, remember? How could I have gotten any?”She was obviously lying to me, and it made me even more pissed off than the fact that she managed to get a fix right under my nose.“You must have had some at your house, there’s no other explanation.”“Don’t be silly.” She giggled.“You were there the whole time, you were watching me, how could I have gotten a pill to take? And when would I have had the time to do that when yo
NIGHTINGALE**I’m so confused right now. What my brain wants and what my body wants are totally different. My brain is screaming that I should get Hakan off me by all means even if it means I have to bite his arm off. But my body, the treacherous bitch craves his touch. No man has ever turned me on as much as he does. I might have been a virgin when I first met him, but after working on the streets for as long as I did, and in clubs, I was far from that. I have more experience now, yet, none of the men I’ve been with ever made my body so needy. Maybe it was because they were clients, they paid for my body so they’re only concerned about their pleasure and how I can satisfy them. Maybe because despite everything, he’s the only male I’ve ever felt safe with. But am I really safe with him when he technically kidnapped me from my life and forced me to come with him? My body didn’t care about all those technicalities, it only cared about his warmth and weight on my back, his arm around my
HAKAN**“I will get that apology from you by hook or by crook.”That was the last coherent thought in my head and out my mouth before I made a lapse in judgement caused by a moment of weakness. By the sound she made, she hadn’t expected me to fuck her either, but seeing her bent over the bed, and arguing with her had managed to snap the last of my restraint. I was so pissed at her, at the same time, I wanted her so badly that my balls ached.“You feel so fucking good.” I groaned because I couldn’t help myself.Her arms had given out at my second thrust, and with her bent even more like this, I literally saw stars every time I thrust into her. I meant to give her more time to adjust to me, but the feeling of being in her was too much for my self control, she was so wet, and warm and tight, I just couldn’t hold back. My grip on her hips was tight enough that I knew that I would leave marks on her skin, but even the thought of that was so appealing. The thought of seeing physical eviden
NIGHTINGALE**When I woke up, I was a bit disoriented. For several seconds, I couldn’t remember where I was or how I got here, and the room seemed so unfamiliar. My limbs felt like jelly, and my lower half tingled. I was still in that dazed half awake state when the door opened and the man responsible for my condition walked in. It was seeing his face that triggered all my memories. I remembered how he caught me with the pills and his ‘punishment’… no wonder I felt so out of it after waking, I came so hard that I passed out right after. I was fully dressed now, and so was he. I usually sleep light so it’s a surprise to me that he dressed me and I didn’t even notice or wake up. I also feel clean instead of sticky so he must have cleaned me up too instead of just putting clothes over all the bodily fluids I slept with. I didn’t really know how to feel about that, should I feel violated or grateful?“You’re awake, good. We need to get strapped in, we’re about to land.” He said as he wal
HAKAN**I held Nightingale close to me while we drove back home. Someone looking might think she would fade away if I let her go for even one second. I just couldn’t stop myself. I had almost given up on my search for her and she was just delivered to me by coincidence. I don’t know what name to give the feelings I have for her, the closest thing I can name is obsession. I was obsessed with everything about her. She was different now, but that same obsession I felt the first night we met still burned hot in my blood. I want her more than I’ve ever wanted anything else.The compound hadn’t changed much since the last time she was here, but as we got out of the car, Nightingale looked around like it was her first time here. To be fair, she was only here once, and we were too preoccupied with other things so she hadn’t really seen the place and it had also been at night. Besides, it’s been almost two years, even someone with a complete layout of the compound would still forget some thin
NIGHTINGALE**I honestly don’t know what I was thinking at that moment. One second I was yelling at him, telling him how much I hate him, and then I saw the gun and my only thought was that I wanted to end it all. I grabbed the gun before he could stop me and pulled the trigger before I could overthink and convince myself that dying isn’t the best option. There was a click sound but the bullet didn’t leave the magazine because the safety was on. I didn’t get a second chance to attempt my murder, he grabbed the gun from me and threw it far from my reach.For several seconds we stared at each other and he looked at me like he couldn’t believe Ijust tried to kill myself. He seemed to just be realising what a mess I currently am even though he has tried to convince me and himself otherwise. I gasped as he moved close to me and grabbed the back of my hair so hard that my scalp twinged with a bit of pain.“Don’t ever do that again.”I expected him to yell or maybe even hit me. But he didn
HAKAN~After the woman nearly killed me with a heart attack by trying to shoot herself, I dragged her into the house and this time, she didn’t resist. The rest of them had gone to their rooms so I took her to mine. Everywhere we passed, she kept twisting and turning to look around, not to check for escape routes like I usually would when I entered a new place, but because she was taking in everything. The floors, the ceiling, the walls, and the interior decor of my house. The inside of my mansion made even more of a statement than the outside. Everything was placed strategically to show off my wealth so whenever I had guests over, no one would dare question my status.The only part of the house that was simple compared to the rest were the bedrooms. Since no guests would be allowed in our private spaces, each of us had designed our bedrooms to suit our personal tastes. As I opened the door to my room, we left opulence and stepped into modern elegance. The colours were in varying shad
NIGHTINGALE*I waited to see if he was bluffing but I should have known by now that Hakan wasn’t like the other men I serviced while I worked on the streets. He had my hands pinned above my head and even when I tried to move my hips and force his fingers back into me, he moved farther away.“Say it, Nightingale. Tell me I’m the only one who makes you feel this good.” He whispered against my lips.He was the only man who could make me delirious with pleasure but I didn’t want to say it because it felt like I was letting him win if I do so. I could feel his hardness against me and I knew that he wanted me just as badly as I wanted him. So I held on to my defiance and refused to speak, hoping that his control would snap and he would still fuck me. Instead he stripped me naked and bent me over the bed in less than two minutes.I was embarrassed by how wet I was, I knew that his hand was soaked with my juices and so were my thighs. But I don’t seem to be able to control my body’s reaction