Rena’s POV. For three days, I wasn't allowed to leave the hotel room. Demir stayed with me for two days, but this morning, he left for business, however, he made sure to draw the curtains and leave a team of heavily armed men by the door - something I tend to forget. The event from three days ago was still very fresh in my mind. I could still hear the gunshot and see the bodies falling everywhere… The innocent passersby who died because of me… I couldn't get rid of the images of the shock on their faces. Curled up in bed, I wished I had the power to turn back the hands of time. I wished I could prevent those people from dying…what would their families be going through right now? It was all my fault. I should have stayed in the room and shouldn't have gone out that day… The sound of the door opening didn't get my attention, but when I felt a presence walking towards the bed, it triggered me, and the first thing I did was to lift whatever my hands could touch and hauled it at the p
Rena’s POV. Watching Demir's peaceful face as he slept. He looked vulnerable and tired, making me realize he was still just a man - a human with too much weight on his shoulders. My heart swelled with emotion as I gazed at him, feeling a deep respect and affection for this complex, brooding man, especially after what I learnt about him from Soni and Peter. Stepping closer to him, I reached out to brush a strand of hair from his forehead, to feel his warm skin beneath my fingertips, but I hesitated, unsure if I should disturb him. He's been away for two weeks and just returned. I was told he eradicated a gang in Turkey, those people who kidnapped me, and he got in trouble with the government. I was also told he's been settling scores with a man called Viktor and aiming for his territories, just to provide a protective environment for me. The first time he was attacked in his villa was also because of me…at least, he killed Mr. Kim to save me. Just how much strength does he have
Warning: R-18Rena’s POV. "You're so beautiful, Rena.” He planted a kiss on my bare shoulder, then trailed up to my collarbone, and up to my neck. ”I want to devour you whole,” he breathed, his breath warm against my skin, sending chills of excitement through me. “I'm all yours, Demir,” I said, my hands resting possessively on his shoulders. He peppered kisses on my face before sealing my lips in a long, slow, and deep kiss. “I know, little one. I know,” he whispered, his voice filled with emotion, as he pulled back to gaze into my eyes. His fingers brushed against my cheek, “You can only be mine.”A sweet smile crossed my lips as I tugged hastily at his shirt, fumbling with the buttons, but they wouldn't come off easily. Demir felt my frustration and suddenly ripped his skirt apart, the buttons flying off in all directions, some of them hitting the floor with a soft clatter. I gasped in surprise, but before I could laugh, his lips covered mine, soon dancing in sync. Meanwhile,
“Are you holding back because you don't want to hurt me?” Her question came out of nowhere as I lay behind her, under the covers. We just had two rounds and I wanted her to rest. “Does my little Rena feel that way?” I asked with a smile on my lips.“Yes, I do. You're wild, and you seem not to like holding back.”I kissed the crook of her neck, my hand on her breast squeezed it lightly and she responded by drawing closer to my erect manhood. Rena was too observant and curious, and it made me wonder if it was a good or bad thing. I chuckled, pressing my chest on her back. “You don't cease to amaze me, little one.”“Don't gaslight me, Demir.” “Oh?” I arched my brow. She seemed to be upset. “You do that a lot. You don't answer my questions. I don't mind others, but I care about your sex life, Demir.” She tried to turn on her side, but I stopped her, holding her close. A soft sigh left my lips. My sex life was a little complicated. Like she said, I was wild, extremely wild, but Rena
Rena's POV. “Their death will be on you…”That word had been ringing in my ear for days, and I couldn't forget the look in his face when he promised me that. He could casually talk about having mistresses, but I couldn't make the same joke? I pouted, feeling aggrieved as I washed my hands in the sink and walked out of the restroom, thinking of how unfair Demir was. But then again, I wasn't even considering doing such. And for some weird reason, I found it sexy. “Oh? Mrs. Ferrente, is it?” My head spun at the mention of my title, staring at the man walking out of the male restroom. He had both hands tucked inside his blue trousers. “This is not a good place to be. Is your husband allowing you to mingle with the wolves now?” “Mr. Luca?” I tilted my head, trying to remember correctly. I was right. He was the same man at my wedding reception. Tall, handsome with piercing blue eyes and a charming smile. “You remember me?” He chuckled and stood before me, stretching out his hand for
Standing behind Demir's seat, I took in my surroundings. The men had escorts sticking to them like glue. Some were even caressing their escort’s bodies, squeezing their breasts and peppering them with kisses. The scene was wild and uncomfortable, and my nose scrunched up in disgust. But the women didn't seem to feel violated; they were readily into it. Some were even stroking the men's crotches even. What a shameless and disgusting gathering, I thought. “Kaan, what do you think of the suggestion?” someone asked as he blew a cloud of smoke into the air, while his other hand was finding its way into a woman's blouse. “I don't think it's doable,” another replied. ”Considering the other candidates vying to be the overload, we can't simply push for war right now. We should be saving manpower to support Kaan’s ascension.” Was this how they also sat around in a private room to discuss how to bring my family down? Those thoughts ran through my mind as I took in their faces, making su
“L– let go, you're hurting me,” I whimpered. His hold loosened and I took the opportunity to jump off his lap, and took a few frightened steps back. He watched me with an intense gaze for a while before standing up and slowly closing the distance I created, but with every step he took, I doubled the steps back. My heart was trembling, so were my legs. The man I knew could not be found in the man walking towards me. The Demir that was staring at me at that moment looked like he'd kill me. Every hair on my body stood on ends, and my heart beat was so chaotic that my head was growing light. “Don't move, Rena,” he ordered, his voice growing more menacing. Instead of listening, I turned and bolted towards the door as my survival instinct kicked in. But before I could reach, the door was suddenly slammed shut. My heart dropped and I swiftly turned to face him, my palms were sweaty now and my whole body was trembling with fear. I didn't want to die yet. Not now that I had a l
Kaan’s POV. I knew it. From the moment she stepped back into the private room, after going to the restroom for a couple of minutes, I knew something was wrong. She tried to conceal her expression but she couldn't hide it from me. I knew she was mad at me, but I had no idea why, until I saw that bastard, Luca. Whatever he told her to make her hate me to the extent of readying herself for death instead of confronting me with me, must have been Rena's bottomline. But what was that? It's been two days since then, and she still hasn't spoken to me. I'd tried every way possible to make her talk. I coaxed her, I grew mad, but whenever I was fierce, she would draw back into that scared shell and I really hated to see her looking so scared and vulnerable. I couldn't even remember how many times I'd knocked on her door today, but she wouldn't open up. It was locked. I didn't want to break the door open, but the maid said she hadn't eaten anything for two days. That was it. I'd had e
My eyes widened in shock as I spun back around to face Soni, my mind racing with questions. But before I could ask any of them, Soni grabbed my arm and pulled me towards her car. Opening the door, she pushed me in and bent over, opening the compartments in haste, “Don't open the door unless I say so.” Her stern voice suddenly rang as she pulled out two silver guns. “Are we under an attack?” my mind was racing with worst-case scenarios as I slid into the passenger seat, my heart pounding in my chest. Scenes from what happened in Turkey clouded my mind and I subconsciously gripped Soni's elbow. “Let's run.”She halted her movement and locked eyes with me, the corner of her lips raising ever so slightly, “I don't know how to run.” With that, she snatched her elbow from me and checked the guns. Seeing they were loaded, she cracked them and straightened her back. “Don't open the door no matter what,” she repeated before running towards the fleet of cars packed in the garage. I watched i
“You're being too reckless!!” I screamed over the roar of the engine, my voice hoarse from fear. Soni's laughter echoed through the air, a manic, exhilarated sound that sent shivers down my spine. She floored it, the Lamborghini surging forward like a bullet. I gripped the armrests for dear life, my knuckles white with tension. "Soni, stop! You're going to get us killed!" I screamed, but she just laughed, her eyes gleaming with a wild, unhinged light. The speedometer needle quivered at 150, 160, 170... and still Soni pushed the car, her foot heavy on the accelerator. I closed my eyes, praying that we'd make it out alive.Suddenly, Soni slammed on the brakes, and the car skidded to a stop. I gasped as I jerked forward with a shrill cry, my heart still thundering in my chest. “Woohoo! That was life!” Soni exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she turned to me with a grin. She was still revved up from the adrenaline rush, her cheeks flushed and her hair disheveled from the w
I flinched, my heart racing as we locked eyes. Soni's gaze held mine for what felt like an eternity, her expression unreadable. Then, I heard her cold voice. “Where are you coming from, Rena?” I swallowed hard, trying to compose myself as I met Soni's piercing gaze. "I went out to see–" "Someone?" Soni's eyes narrowed slightly, her expression skeptical. "Who do you know in this city?" Every step she took down the stairs brought her closer to me, her eyes never leaving mine. "We have a spy in the family and my hunch points at you, Rena.”My mind snapped and I forgot the fear I felt for her, “You've lost your damn mind for accusing me falsely, you bitch!” Silence consumed the air and my heart drummed against my ribcage. Before I knew what her profession was, I could say anything to her without fear, but now, knowing she could easily kill me before help came, made my toes curl with dread. I didn't want to die, not now that I'd seen Bianca, my greatest enemy that I must get rid of.
Luca shook his head, "I'm not asking you to demand anything from Kaan. There's already a plan in motion to get the olive business back from Kaan…”My eyes almost popped. Really, there was? And nobody thought I deserved to know? Wasn't the olive business mine? Hah! Of course, how could it be ‘mine’, when my family was murdered because of it, and one of the culprits was sitting right in front of me? My gaze lingered on Bianca, my fingers clenching my purse so hard that my knuckles turned white. It took all the forces of wisdom in my head to keep me from lunging at Bianca and demanding her head. I took a deep breath, my eyes glued on her bare neck, imagining my hands wrapping around it, but slowly I unclenched my fists and reined my thoughts in. Luca's voice broke the tension, his words dripping with sweetness."You see, Rena, we've been working behind the scenes to ensure that you get what's rightfully yours. And with Bianca's help, we can finally bring Kaan to his knees." Bianca's ey
Luca's eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing as he searched for any sign of deception. But I held my ground, my expression unwavering. Bianca, on the other hand, looked like she had been punched in the gut. Her eyes were wide with shock, her face pale. She seemed to be struggling to process the fact that I already knew the truth about Kaan Ferrente, yet still remained with him. “If you knew, why are you still with him?” Her voice was barely above a whisper, but it was laced with a mix of confusion, concern, and accusation. I met her gaze, my expression still neutral, but a hint of steel creeping into my voice. "That's none of your business, Bianca," I said, my words clipped. "You lost the right to question my choices when you abandoned me." I paused, my eyes never leaving hers. "But I'll tell you this; I'm not as naive as I used to be. I know how to take care of myself, and I know how to play the game Kaan started. He killed my family, and I won't let him off, neither will I let you, Bia
Rena~“Where do you want to be touched?” I felt a rush of heat spread through my body at Demir's question. His eyes bored into my nakedness as I spread out in the half filled bathtub. I swallowed hard, trying to find my voice. "Everywhere," I stammered. Demir's gaze bore into mine, as if he could see right through me. He took a step closer, his body inches from mine. "Show me," he whispered. My hands roamed my body, one grabbing my breast and the other lowering down to my core.“How were you doing it earlier?” My fingers slid in and out, accompanied by the warm water, as I showed him what he wanted to see. “You were moaning.” I bit my lip seductively, unwilling to moan. If he wanted to hear me moan, he should make me. My thrusts grew faster watching him as I teased myself. “Aren't you tempted, Mr. Kaan?” I asked in a sultry voice. “I am,” she stepped into the bathtub and knelt beside me, his big palm covering mine as his finger slid in, meeting mine inside. I stared into his
Warning: R - 18Rena~My whole body ached. Demir had never treated my body like this before. Staring at the numerous hickeys, I swallowed as memories of last night flooded my mind. He tied my hands with his tie, my eyes blindfolded, and legs tied to the bed, leaving me completely at his mercy. A shiver ran down my spine as I remembered the way Demir's hands had roamed over my body, teasing and tantalizing me until I was begging and tearing up. The blindfold had heightened my senses, making every touch feel like a jolt of electricity. And the tie binding my wrists had added an extra layer of excitement, making me feel like I had no control over anything. I had never felt so alive, so desired, and so desperate to be drilled. And he didn't disappoint my expectations. The sex was so good that I cried tears of joy. And now, despite my aching body, I was craving him again. I bit my lips as my finger slid into my dripping core. A soft moan escaped my lips as my aroused clit tingled, sen
“Rena,” his fingers quivered as they brushed my cheek. A deep sigh escaped his lips as he shut his eyes for a while, then opened them again. “Don't pull that stunt next time. Take it out on me when you're mad. Talk to me when you're confused, sad, or frustrated…don't shut me out again, don't do that. It makes me wild and crazy.” Demir's breath shook as he tried hard to suppress the emotions he clearly couldn't control, “I don't know what to do when you shut me out - when you won't speak to me. It drives me insane." I wrapped my arms around Demir's neck, pulling him close as I sat up. He didn't resist, instead, he buried his face in the crook of my chest, his ragged breathing sending shivers down my spine. I held him tightly, trying to calm the storm that raged within him. "Shh…I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. I won't shut you out anymore. I'll listen to you henceforth, believe every word you say, and never doubt you ever again.” I whispered softly, hoping my assurance would calm hi
Rena’s POV. “So, what happened?” I was eager to know. My anger had long been forgotten. Even though I was overwhelmed by the stories, my questions needed to be answered. For two days, I'd almost gone crazy in this room. I was filled with anger at the same time, questions upon questions consumed me. That was why I opened the door for him. But who would have thought I would be hearing things I never imagined? Whether Luca lied or Demir was pulling a wool over my eyes, the truth would always have a way of presenting itself. “Her family were angry at her for ditching her betrothed for a mafia member, whose only religion was guns. But your aunt was stubborn and in love. When her family found out she was pregnant, they disowned her, and she came to live with her man.” He looked down at his hands. “These hands pulled his body out from an exploded car. These same hands also delivered their child before your aunt passed away.” He looked at me, as if understanding my thoughts, he continued