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85. Pleasures
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A TWENTY SOMETHING 86. TWO DOWN
BASH The aroma of fresh coffee, something caramel and nuts lured me out of my bedroom. I woke up late again which hadn't happened in all the months I had stayed alone. A smile tugged my lips when I saw her standing on her tiptoes and assessing the storage boxes on an upper shelf in the kitchen. I was angry when I got up and didn't find her beside me. It has always been like this before. I slept a lot when she was with me which used to result in her waking up and making breakfast. The images of last night flooded my brain, making my morning erection much harder to bear. I walked towards her and pulled her to me by her hips, making sure my cock pressed into her curvy ass. She gasped in my mouth as I crashed our lips, forcing my tongue inside her mouth. She yelped a little when I fondled her boobs. They fit perfectly in my hands. Everything about her is so perfect as though she was made for me. I was convinced it wouldn't be the case for the last one and a half years. But
A TWENTY SOMETHING 87. FAMILY
HANA It took me half an hour to convince Mateo and Shalini that I was safe and in fact, happy no matter how little life allowed me to have it. For another thirty minutes, I stared at Seb sleeping with his pouty lips opened on a video call. It is something I have been doing for many days now. He is so adorable. I spent the next hour, exploring the villa. There is no soul in this house. The interior was modern but I couldn't see anything that screamed BASH in here. His house was different in Istanbul. His table used to be messy whenever he worked. There was always something in the laundry basket. His watches are everywhere in the closet even though he only wears his father's watch. There used to be a picture of his parents in Istanbul which I haven't seen in this house. The walls are either white or beige. It was grey and tea-green in Istanbul. How long is he living here? Bash has already filled his closet with new dresses including the undergarments. Everything l
A TWENTY SOMETHING 88. PROMISE of PLEASURE
HANA "I have a very bad feeling. It's not a coincidence." Bash said with a frown, his eyes never left the picture on the tab, but his hand squeezed mine. "That's what I thought." Alexander agreed. "Elio is eerily calm, especially after what happened to Matias and the stunt you pulled by kissing your girl in front of enemies." Bash abruptly raised his head from the tab. "Oh, shut up. You are beginning to annoy the fuck out of me." Alex came bearing information about Elio Mancini, Bash's biological father. A lot happened in this week. But the CAPO(their words, not mine) didn't bother to check upon his nephews and worse, he is seen with one of his sworn enemies, THE MATRIX(whoever or whatever that is). I examined the pictures on the tab. They are not clear. One is Elio, stepping into a club(according to Alexander's very skilled undercover guard) from the front door while another head (who is the one of key members in that Matrix) man enters the same club fro
A TWENTY SOMETHING PART :I- 1. THE ENCOUNTER
HANA "You will die if you stay here." He said, gripping my elbow tightly. "Run when you had the chance." He coughed again, and more blood splattered out of his mouth. "I can't be more dead than I already am," I whispered to no one. But he heard it. His intense gaze caught mine. It's like he has become an entirely different person. I caught a glimpse of determination in the way he looked. "Are you sure?" He asked me. "Yes," I replied, and together, we fought the demons. * I woke up to a pounding sensation in my head. It feels so heavy. With every passing day, the nightmares are getting worse. Sometimes, I even fight with dragons which is funny in reality. But I was fighting for my life in my dreams. But every time, he is there. His hazel eyes, bloodied knuckles, and fierce gaze haunted me for years now. My phone vibrated with a notification. I checked it just to fin
A TWENTY SOMETHING 2. I HATE YOU
HANA I hate it when someone takes the food I was just about to it, let alone grab it from me. I don't know why. Since childhood, I have been like that. My brother, Misha used to do that when we were kids. He used to offer me chips, `bringing them to my mouth, and right when I opened my mouth, he used to take them away, sticking out his tongue. For the whole day, we used to fight over a chips bag. But when my mother did it, I didn't know whom to fight. There were boiled veggies on my plate when Misha was enjoying his meat in the pool of gravy. "You should reduce weight." My mom said. "Go to the gym starting tomorrow. Your tummy should be toned." "But.." "No, but, Hana." She cut me off. "It's seven months till your wedding. You should be more presentable for Cillian. Look at Violet and learn." Violet didn't say a word and quitely sipped her protein drink. "I can't." I protested. "I have been so hungry for weeks now," I tell her.
A TWENTY SOMETHING 3. I HAVE A DEAL
HANA Why the hell does he look like he is on some kind of challenge? Why the hell is smirking? I don't know. I almost walked past him, almost did. My life would have been different if I had. "I will offer you a deal." His words made me stop in the middle of taking a step. I turned around to look at him. His eyes travelled from my head to toe. Is he checking me out? Eww. I snapped my finger. "Eyes up here," I demanded when his gaze lingered on my blouse for more seconds than necessary. " I could use your help while I am in the city." He said. I folded my hands across my chest. "Oh, shut up." I snapped. "First you laid me off. Now you are offering me another job while staring at my cleavage like a perv? Disgusting." I yell. He held his hand up, taking a step forward. And I took a step back. "Wait, wait, wait, wait. I wasn't looking at your, you know..whatever you think I am looking at. I have seen better. I am looking at your locket." He says, tou
A TWENTY SOMETHING 4. THE DEAL
HANA ' I found out about your marriage with Cillian. Please call me. Explain what is happening there.' The message was sent 13 hours ago. And I am still waiting for Violet's reply with a ramen bowl on my bed. I know it is unhealthy. I feel full after completing this bowl. I am eating it anyway. I feel physically full, but mentally, it is not enough. Shalini said that it is not about food but about having an emotional need that food can't fulfil. She read it somewhere it seems. I always eat more. She always eats less. Lucky her. When I was about to finish the ramen I made, I got a call from an unknown number. I immediately swiped it and kept it at my ear. "Violet," I said with a hope. "Um..nope." I heard a male voice from the other side. I instantly knew who it was, and I hated that I was able to recognise his voice. "What do you want?" I snapped at him. "You." He simply said. I rolled my eyes at that word. "Stop playing games, Bash. I barely
A TWENTY SOMETHING 5. HOW DO I MAKE YOU FALL FOR ME?
BASH Just one and a half kilometres. If I make it to one and a half kilometres or at least one kilometre, I can get help. The pain is excruciating. I was shot just above the chest. He missed it, and he is coming for me. I couldn't run more. I couldn't fight him. I could see the lights of the resort I visited this morning. So close yet so far. I dragged myself to the cottage I spotted twenty steps away. There is no one here except for the wooden logs. I can't use my right hand as the bullet pierced on the right side. I can't fight a murderer who intends to kill me at any cost with my left hand. But I waited for him to enter so that I could knock him down with the log. I heard the creaking sound of the door. But it wasn't the killer in the red mask who walked in but a teenage girl. I don't know why she entered an abandoned cottage in the middle of woods in a baby pink pyjamas. She did. She wasn't shocked when he looked at me. She looked as though she was contemplating
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