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**Strictly for adults** HANA You don't fall in love with your enemy. If you do, then, be prepared to embrace their dark side and welcome their secrets. Because you don't know them like you know your friends. I left a man at the altar just to fall in love with his brother. We have nothing in common but our damaged soul. It is cruel how you can love a person like that only to find out that it was forbidden, all the way long, and you were forced to fall apart by fate. Our tragic pasts paved way for our beautiful future until his secrets were revealed. I never fit in his world, no one could ever; for he was born to kill, to bring death. From enemies to lovers, hating to loving, strangers to family, then to complete strangers, Hana and Bash are all you need. Their love will make your heart warm, they make you laugh, and their distance makes you cry. Find out more about their forbidden romance. **No incest**
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A TWENTY SOMETHING 104. XAVIER'S SON
BASH “What do we here?” I asked Sandro who was clearly amused with me for god knows what. “You do realise that this isn’t a corporate meeting, momma boy?” Marco commented with a smug face. They are all wearing black as if it’s s uniform. But they gave me the vibe of goons in movies who nods their head to whatever a stupid villain says. I’ve just arrived from a meeting with Mr. Sato whom these idiots couldn’t know. It’s a waste of time to explain anyway. “You do realise that I can buy your men with this suit right?” I commented back. Marco sneered. “You can’t buy anything with money.” “Says the guy who failed to protect a kid and who kills for the very same money.” Honestly, everything these guys do is to gain some extra money in illegitimate ways. Although that could be wrong for men like Elio, Sandro and Vincenzo. It’s not just money they want. They thrive on bloodshed, power and control which are useless without money in my opinion. Marco raised his voice, “W
A TWENTY SOMETHING 103. PROMISE??
HANA Calling him clingy is an understatement. He wouldn’t let me out of our bed for a second. All the food was served in my room. It’s been 24 hours since I had gone downstairs. 24 hours of blissful sex, food, chatter, laughter, and sleep. For a second, I wished the time to stop here at this second. I hop out of the bed, stretching my hands. I didn’t notice where he came from. In one swift motion, he tossed me on the bed, with him above me. “You are not going anywhere.” He says, grinding his hardness against my pussy. Less than thirty minutes ago, he was inside me, chasing his orgasm. But my need for him started to grow with every passing second. Wetness pooled between my legs. I don’t have the panties on. My shirt rode up when he tossed me on the bed, leaving me exposed for his sweet torture. “I am sore...Oh my gosh...” I didn’t get to complete the sentence before before he slide inside me. My eyes rolled back, my lips parted with the fullness. “You
A TWENTY SOMETHING 102. THE FUTURE
BASH “We need you here.” “Hey, hi, Marco. Good morning. How are you?” I drawled, sitting on the couch in my living room. “That’s how humans converse nowadays. Oh, I forgot. You aren’t one of them.” “He he he. Very funny, Cillian. I would have laughed if it was a good joke.” “I wasn’t joking,” I told him as a matter of fact. I heard him sigh from the other end and muttered something under his breath. If it was any other person, he wouldn’t have let that go easily. “We need you here. We brought someone for questioning from the Matri,x, and I have no fucking clue why Sandro thinks it would be better if you were here. You are the Capo’s son after all.” He muttered something inaudible and I’m sure he took it as an insult to make me involved in his torture session. But, I got the underlying message. Sandro always wanted me to be involved in their so-called regular lives to prove a point – that I’m not capable of being their Capo. This is true, why be a capo when I can
A TWENTY SOMETHING 101. NOW WITHOUT YOU
HANA "What the ....oh my god! How did you find me again?" I looked at Seb who was glued to Bash's leg, and tried hard to climb over him. "He is coming out of nowhere. He either wants my leg to climb up or my thumb to suck. Did you see this?" Out of these two, Bash was more complaining. I shook my head laughing at him. He likes to think that he is not good with kids but I think he would make a great partner in crime with the said kids. "How about we come to an understanding? You make a sound before you attack my leg because I'm scared that I'll hurt you. He feels like a pillow." "He can't understand that, Bash," I told him as a matter of fact. "Oh, he understands everything just fine." "He is just seven months old." "Really?" He took out his phone and showed it to the junior. "You want it?" He asked our Seb and he eagerly threw his hands up to reach the phone. "See. He understands what he wants to understand." Shalini watched everything sil
A TWENTY SOMETHING 100. KID AT HOME
BASH She is exquisite, the most wonderful human being I have ever seen in my life. How is it that she throws tantrums like a kid when I force her to hit the gym every morning but now she is being nothing less than a mom with Shalini’s son? It beats me sometimes. She said that she couldn’t make decisions for herself and that the thought of raising a kid scared her. But she gave her hundred percent and I am so proud of her. I never saw myself as a father. But with Hana, I can do anything. I didn’t get enough of her today. I was away from her for four days and only got to spend with her four hours before Junior came crawling to my door when I opened it, he was looking up with a heavy diaper and said, ‘Ooh..’ That’s all that made Hana to leave my side. Now I am jealous of a seven-month-old kid who has just learned to crawl. “Okay, Junior. Not again.” Hana chided him with a smile on her phase and took the spoon he was chewing on from his mouth. “This must be a museum
A TWENTY SOMETHING 99. THE MORNINGS
Hana Bash was sound asleep beside me and I was scrolling my phone, checking my online notepad. One line caught my attention. "I don't want to be tough. I don't want to be strong. I want to be soft and taken care of."Twenty-three-year-old me wrote this on an exhausted evening, with an empty bank balance, struggling with her nightmares alone. Only I knew how I wished for a miracle to happen in my life while denying the existence of it at the same time! Then, Bash happened. Nothing about me changed. But being strong and tough is not a necessity anymore. I don't have to fight anything alone, not even myself. I tossed my phone away and kissed Bash on his forehead. He stirred a little. And I continued placing wet kisses all over his face. He slowly opened his eyes right when I was about to touch his lips, and kissed me back the intensity that left me breathless. "What's that for?" He asked me with dreamy eyes. My baby is still sleepy. I shrugged, wrapping my hands around
A TWENTY SOMETHING 98. THE ORDEAL
Bash "He killed Stone." Sandro hissed blowing puffs into the air. "Stone? Is that a name? Is he like a guy? Hana will kill me if I named our son after things." I said absent mindedly swirling the drink in my hand. "You guys have to get married first and it's not gonna happen anytime soon because Elio has a mafia princess in his mind for you." Romero stated the obvious. "It's THE MATRIX Princess." Vincenzo corrected him. "After the fiasco yesterday, Elio was so pissed that he killed a guy. He killed Stone." "Did he kill a guy or did he kill a stone?" I asked them again, confused. "Stone is the guy." Sandro confirmed. "Oh. Sorry about that. Are we attending any funeral?" I asked them with genuine curiosity. I have to check my calendar. "He is not even an underboss. We don't have to." Romero replied. "Good. Because I am busy." "He'll figure it out. He'll find Hana. You gotta be more careful." Vincenzo warned with a stoic face. He would be a
A TWENTY SOMETHING 97. ALLIANCE
HANA "You look happy," Shalini commented, sprawling across the huge couch. "You are marrying him, right?" Mateo asked me for the tenth time. We put Seb to sleep and then started drinking. Mateo still couldn't get over the known fact that Bash was a billionaire. "I precisely remember you calling our story a crime thriller and not a rom-com and that I am stupid to pursue him." I reminded him. "He lives like this. He lives here." He pointed to the vast pool on the balcony of our bedroom. "Everything is a romance. This is awesome." Shalini shook her head, laughing. "He used to own the company we work for, Mateo. What did you expect?" "Reality is different than expectations. Is there any way he might be interested in cute curly-haired guys?" He asked me with puppy eyes. "No," Shalini and I both snapped at once. "He is mine and mine alone." He threw his hands up. "Easy peasy. I'm not interested in him either. But it's high time you lend me money, bestie
A TWENTY SOMETHING 96. I'LL GO BACK TO YOU
HANA I sat beside Bash, staring at an old photo Ahmet sent to my phone. It was taken at someone's wedding. His mother was so young, hardly eighteen or seventeen and she had him in her arms. Elio was behind her, laughing with a whiskey in his hand. Behind him was Bash's father. The photo was not clear. So there's no chance he is his father. But Ahmet sent the details of the flight tickets Mr. Merrick purchased that day. "This can be a coincidence," I murmured, pressing a kiss on his shoulder. "Why are you even trying to look into your mother's past?" "I need to know what happened to her before Xavier." I stilled beside me, suddenly looking at everything from his point of view. He was the boy who watched his mother kill herself. It's so easy to forget that Bash has a traumatic past in which he had found his mother after she killed herself and soon after a year, he lost his father too. He never let that get to him. Still, it was there, inside him and he lived in
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