I quickly pulled back, but his strong arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me in. I gasped, feeling my body pressed against his, my heart racing with excitement. Demir's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with intensity as he leaned in closer, his lips inches from mine. I could feel the warmth of his breath on my skin, sending shivers down my spine. "Your lips are tantalizing. I want to savor the taste," he whispered, his voice low and husky.Thrill coursed through me, as anticipation built in my stomach. Before he could do anything, I suddenly pulled him down by the collar and crashed my lips into his. Heaven! This feels so good! He smelt of tobacco, smoke, and something uniquely Demir, a scent that was both familiar and intoxicating. As our lips moved together, the world around us melted away. The kiss deepened into a passionate and all-consuming embrace. His tongue danced with mine, sending shivers down my spine as he explored my mouth with a hunger that left me breathle
Rena’s POV. Standing in the place that used to be my home, tears pricked the corners of my eyes. 17 years ago, a huge mansion sat on this huge plot of land, but now, it was barren, nothing but a vast expanse of empty space, overgrown with weeds and wildflowers. No semblance of the building could be found anywhere. A scene of me running around the compound with my cousins flashed in my mind. My grandmother sternly chastised my cousin brothers for not looking after me…they made my unforgettable memories. Memories of my childhood that was cut short. I stood there, my tears hidden behind my oversized dark shades and big floppy black hat, unaware of the time, until Micheal reminded me that we've spent three hours just standing there.I turned around, giving the piece of land a last glance before leaving. Bianca told me that this land has been claimed by the government, since none of my distant relatives wanted to be associated with us, for fear of meeting the same fate. In my mind, I'd
Kaan’s POV. Hearing the report about what happened to my wife brought me nothing but laughter. A chaotic cackle with absolutely nothing amusing to the ears. It was villainous, malicious, and those around me knew they'd touched what they shouldn't have. The sheer intensity of my own fury surprised me, let alone those gang leaders sitting around the table with me. The guts of these people to take my woman as leverage to force me to sign a deal. My reaction startled everyone on the table, making them stare at me with wonder and a hint of fear. I could see the unease in their eyes, the uncertainty about how to react to my explosive laughter. I let the laughter die down and my expression turned cold and menacing. Leaning forward, my eyes scanned the room, locking onto each of the gang leaders in turn. "You think you can use my wife as leverage?" I asked, my voice low and deadly. "You think you can threaten me and get away with it?" The room fell silent, each giving the other a curi
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
Pain. My mind registered an excruciating pain shooting through my entire body. An involuntary groan escaped my lips as I arched my back, my muscles tensing in response to the agony. Trying to open my eyes, the world around me blurred, fading into a dull haze as the pain consumed me. I felt like I was being torn apart from the inside out, my very cells screaming in protest. A faint, desperate thought echoed through my mind and my lips moved; “Make it stop...please, make it stop…” I mouthed, barely registering my own voice. “Boss, she's awake.” “She's finally awake? Why is she so slow? I've been waiting for hours. Help her hasten it." ‘Splash!’Cold, icy water hit me like a slap in the face, shocking me out of the haze. I gasped, my eyes flying open as I struggled against the chains binding me to the wall. The pain still lingered, but it was no longer the all-consuming force it had been moments before. I blinked rapidly, trying to clear the fog from my vision. A blurry figure st
Bianca's voice cut through the air, "Rena, you may leave now."I stared at her, bewildered. What did she mean? Was I being dismissed, cast aside like a used pawn, now that they'd gotten what they wanted?I narrowed my eyes, a spark of defiance igniting within me. "Why should I leave?" I retorted, my glare locked on Bianca's.But she held my gaze, her eyes flashing with a sharp, malicious glint, her expression a masterful blend of sweetness and venom. Oh, wow, she'd finally dropped the facade, I thought, a wry smile twisting my lips. Finally, the real Bianca had emerged from behind the mask of sweetness and innocence. "Don't force me to throw you out, Rena," Bianca's voice dripped with malice, her threat hanging over my head.My eyes flashed with anger as I turned to Luca, my gaze piercing. "So, I've been used?" I asked, my voice low and even, but laced with a hint of betrayal.Luca casually shrugged. "That's not exactly how I'd put it," he said, his tone neutral, but his eyes dartin
I had reservations about this plan from the start. A nagging feeling told me something was off, but I wouldn't uncover the truth by staying behind. Still, nothing could have prepared me for the shock that awaited me at the coffee shop. As I entered the VIP area, I was met with a room full of familiar faces - Luca, Bianca, Butler Marco, and Alessia, all gathered in one place. But it was Soni's presence that caught me most off guard. She lounged in her chair, exuding an air of nonchalant superiority, her arm draped lazily over the backrest as she gazed at me with a smirk. My eyes widened in shock, threatening to pop out of their sockets. Didn't Demir assure me that Soni would never betray him? A pang of sorrow struck my heart as I thought of my husband's unwavering trust in his daughter. He had confided in her, relied on her, and yet… "Welcome, Rena, we've been waiting for you," he said, his tone implying that I was a long-overdue guest at a party I never wanted to attend.
The meeting with Professor Orhan had left me reeling in shock and wonder. The scarf, it turned out, held a secret map, intricately sewn along its edges rather than prominently displayed in the center. At Demir's request, the professor carefully transcribed the map onto a piece of paper, which was then handed to me. As for the pendant which I originally thought was a family heirloom, was cracked open to reveal a folded paper, yellow with age and adorned with intricate shorthand writing. Much to my surprise. The professor translated the message, which not only hinted at the betrayal from Bianca's family, but also at my Yaman family's good relations with Kaan of the Ferrente family. The box holding the pendant also held its own secrets. After the first skin was peeled off, it revealed a letter written in shorthand. It was a message for me. My father had told me to seek out Kaan of the Ferrente family, and give him the scarf and pendant, claiming Kaan knew what to do. Now it dawned
When we got to the villa, I hurried into my room to look at the shemagh. Luca said there was a map on it. I found the knitted scarf among my designer scarves in my walk-in-closet. It hung oddly, looking different and out of place. Taking it out, I held it up to take a proper look at it. All I saw was a black and blue knitting in the middle. There was no map or any other visible markings that looked like a direction. I turned it over, studying it carefully, but there was nothing. Just as I was about to give up, I heard footsteps. It must be Demir's. With that, I took the scarf along as I walked back into the bedroom. The moment I stepped into the room, our eyes locked and he strode over and yanked me into a fight hug. “I heard what happened at the mall,” he said. I was stunned, “So soon? Was it Soni?” Who else would tell him if not Soni? It hasn't been long since we were attacked.“This is my territory, Little one.” He pulled away, staring into my eyes, “Soni doesn't need to tell
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