All Chapters of Her CEO's Steel Heart: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Mercedes was discharged from the hospital three days ago and had been down to the station within those three days to identify her captor from a police lineup of multiple possible suspects. She was unable to identify any of them as her abuser as none of them possessed a dragon tattoo or a scar running down their face with two missing teeth. It was either one or the other, and their eyes did not reawaken her fear as she stood behind the window, taking her time to carefully identify them. The longer she stayed in Istanbul with her captor on the run, the more dangerous the situation became. She had become increasingly fearful and refused to leave the house, afraid of being kidnapped once again. It was time for her to return to New Zealand and while they made their way to the airport, Ezekiel had declined Sedar's offer to use his private jet. Believing that Sedar and Mercedes would remain a target until the suspects were apprehended so he let his paranoia do the t

Mercedes sat patiently in Riley's office, awaiting her appearance. As she sat on the flight back home, going through her emails, she realised she had sent copies of her marriage certificate and the divorce decree to Riley the day she had been kidnapped. She remembered thanking the Gods that Neriman needed a substantial amount of money to remain in her residency.  Giving her the perfect cover to carry out her task assigned by Riley. She had benefited from Nerimans predicament. The civil courthouse was located adjoining to the bank she had visited. The vital statistics office shared a building within the courthouse. It had been a win, win situation for her. Being able to get the files she needed without her driver being too suspicious of her motives in helping Neriman out. Now she sat in the office, wishing to withdraw from the divorce proceedings and needing to inform Riley about her twin sister deceiving her. By falsely claiming that Ezekiel had gotten h

Mercedes sat in her hotel suite, agitated, her gaze darting around the room, eventually settling on Sedar's personal bodyguards. She felt as if she was having an out-of-body experience as if she were a character in Will Smith's 'Men In Black' film. As she drummed her fingers along the armrest of the chair she was occupying, she hoped they would whip out their small memory erasing device and use it on her. Deep within, she was screaming in agony; the longer she sat stationary in her chair, the faster her mind ticked, shattering her heart and her throat throbbed as she fought back tears. She jumped to her feet as the door jerked open, and she stood there watching as Ezekiel and Zeynep walked through. Her head bobbed to one side as she waited for Sedar to appear; when he didn't, her heart lurched into her stomach as she wanted to stomp her foot and throw a fit. "Where's Sedar gone?" She inquired, attempting to keep her words free of annoyance. "H

She braced herself against the wall, her body bounced with each brutal thrust he pounded into her, his fingers dug into the flesh of her hips and she cried out. A devious smile played on her lips, picturing the bruises that would stain her porcelain skin by morning, excitement coursed through her body as she thought of him branding her. She was ready to take whatever he threw at her, knowing that he was using her body to release his sexual frustration and tension. She adored him with all her heart and soul, only realising how much she adored him when she had the foreboding feeling that she might have lost him forever. She was a fighter who had won every battle she had been thrust into, and Sedar was no battle; he was the entire damn war, and she was going to win it no matter the cost. "You will always belong to me, askim," (my love) Sedar said as he ran his hand up her back, burying his fingers in her raven black hair, which he admired so much. He pul

Sedar sat in Ezekiels police station office, poring over the files he had passed him from the airport database as he spoke over the loudspeaker with Ozgar. "He continues to refuse to speak, regardless of how hard the guard you paid on the inside tries to convince him," Ozgar's voice filled the office, joined by Sedar muttering. "If no new information is received by the end of tomorrow, it may be time to switch to plan B. The longer they remain out there, the more my wife is a sitting duck waiting to be captured." "I'm going to double her security detail and continue to assist on this side," Ozgar said as he hung up. Sedar rose from his chair, rubbing his stiff neck as the small office made him feel claustrophobic. He paid no attention as Ezekiel entered the office through the open door, carrying two Starbucks coffees and two bagels from across the street. Ezekiel took in Sedar's demeanour and expressed the same sentiments. It was as if