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
Rena’s POV. Lies… lies… and more lies!! “I didn't kill the Yaman family. Your family sought my protection.” I froze, my fists still clenched, as his words cut through the haze of my anger. What was he talking about? Protection? My family had never needed protection from anyone. We were a happy, normal family... until they were brutally taken from me. I took a step back, my eyes narrowing. "You're lying," I spat, my voice trembling with rage. "My family was innocent. They had nothing to do with your mafia world." Demir's expression remained calm, but I saw a flicker of something in his eyes. Guilt? Regret? I didn't care. I just wanted the truth, one I knew he wouldn't tell me. "Tell me what really happened," I demanded, my voice cracking with emotion. "Tell me why you killed my family.” I didn't know why I was expecting him to come clean, to tell me everything on his own accord, even though I knew he was a pathological liar. He closed his eyes for a while, then sighed as h
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
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