I'm surrounded by an endless sea of opaque stillness. It is quiet, warm and calming. All the pain and worries I felt before entering this realm have disappeared like they were only fragments of my imagination.
I don't want to leave.
I like the thought of being stuck here for eternity, but I know better than to believe that I can remain here without any consequences leading ten times a fold.
Dreams and wishes don't exist for someone like me who is cursed, damaged and condemned to walk in the shadows of my past.
They also say that being stuck in your own mind can drive someone mentally insane. But how can that be?
The thoughts you have are usually questions to answers you are forbidden to seek.
This is where the phrase "Curiosity killed the cat" comes into play. I've always been a curious kitten and it seems that it may have been my downfall.
A gurgly giggle reaches me through the darkness, pulling me
I can hear Aydems sweet accented voice through my reigns of terror and feel his soft lips trying to bring me back to him. But it's not enough.... I don't know if it ever will be... I feel like something is holding me here, like, I'm meant to find some sort of peace within myself. The sound of Aydems voice quickly fades and his touch is no more. I let out a scream, yanking on the roots of my hair in pure frustration. But I know he can not hear or save me. I am stuck in my paralysed body that is nothing but a sleeping vessel to those on the outside. "What am I meant to do?!" I cry out. My voice echoes through the darkness and unexpectedly I feel a hand land on my shoulder, shoving me against a hard, unwelcoming wall. "What..who are you and what do you want?" 'I am your conscious and I am here to tell you that your life is about to get a whole lot harder.' A v
The potent smell of strong herbs burning, begin to sting my nostrils.I've been stuck in the darkness for far too long and I'm starting to worry that I'm beginning to lose myself in between the blankets that resemble the midnight skies.The scent of the burning herbs gets severely acute with each breath I take and within seconds, my windpipes feel like they are collapsing and I stumble into a choking fit.Clawing at my neck, with tears gliding down my cheeks, I quickly lose consciousness and I fear that this is my undoing.The end.***Silence*** Tranquillity *** Serenity***---"CLEAR!!"A surge of energy enters my body while it creates an excruciating pain that spreads across my chest. The agony lingers over my heart and my eyes spring open as my back arches off the bed.Sucking in a sharp breath, my eyes bulge out of their sockets, waiting for the pain to fade."Onu öld&u
He doesn't say anything, instead, he closes his eyes shutting me out as he tries to deal with my outburst of anguish.I watch as he inhales and exhales deeply a few times before he finally peels back his eyelashes to look me in the eyes as he emotionally destroys me."I want you to come with us too, askim." [My love.] He finally says and I close my eyes saying a silent prayer of thanks."You do?" I ask, double-checking that I heard him right.[Yes.] "Evet." He looks at me like I've lost my damn mind. "You are my fiance, soon to be wife. Why would I dream of leaving you behind when it is dangerous?" His nostrils flare with displeasure. "Is that how little you think of me?"Swallowing the built-up saliva as I frantically shake my head, "No! Gods no!" I sob. "I trust you with my life, shit. You saved my life and you were at my side slitting Trent's throat with me." I sniffle, wiping the corners of my eyes. "I guess, it's
I cast Aydem a sidelong glance with Sandro in his arms as we stand at the top of the staircase, facing the influx of reporters who are armed with cameras and microphones. They have arrived early, waiting to get the inside scoop of Aydems sudden return. "Burada ne halt ediyorlar?" Neriman hisses from behind us. [What are they doing here?] "I don't know, but it is too dangerous for Mila and Sandro to be seen. If the photos end up in the wrong hands our cover is blown." Aydem snarls, looking over his shoulder. I follow his gaze and it lands on the air hostess who is cleaning. She must sense that she is being watched because she slowly raises her gaze and when her eyes collide with Aydems, she scurries into the back of the cabin. [Shit!] "Bok! Give Sandro to Mila and deal with the media hungry vultures. I'll deal with this orospu [bitch] and we will meet you at Sedars." Neriman says in a thick accent as she removes her stilettos. "No matter wh
As the car draws to a standstill, Aydem exits the mansion with a bounce to his step and a few people following close behind him. I look at Neriman with my nerves thrumming wildly and my stomach twisting into knots."Who is Aydem accompanied by?" I ask her in a hushed tone as I look at Sandro still fast asleep in his car seat."That man with the phone pressed to his ear, is Sandro and the woman waddling with her hand on her belly is his wife, Mercedes. She's also from New Zealand so you'll both have a lot to talk about." She doesn't bother waiting for one of the guards to open her door as she pushes it wide open herself and walks straight over to her brother embracing him.Aydem opens my door as I unbuckle Sandro and pick him up. "Askim." [My love.] He greets me with a dotting smile and holds his arms out for his son.I carefully place Sandro in his arms and slide out of the car with his help. Standing by Aydem, I nervously meet Mercedes gaze. "Hi,"
I walk out of the ensuite after taking a quick shower to start the day. Last night I slept in the bed by myself as Aydem and Sedar had some urgent business that they needed to take care of. Truth be told, I thought he would have been back by now or at least slept in the same bed as me. Picking up my phone off the bedside table, I swipe my finger across the screen to unlock it and check to see if he at least messaged or called me. Nothing. Not a message, missed call, or voicemail notification pops up across my screen and the hairs on the back of my neck stick up. I gnaw on my inner cheek and I decide to flick him a quick message to be sure that he is okay and nothing major has happened on his first night back on his home soil. Mila: Just messaging to check that you're okay. I haven't heard from you since you left and I think it's safe to say I'm a tad bit worried. My thumb hovers over the send icon. Do I soun
"Will you just calm down so I can explain myself?" He has the audacity to growl. Shaking my head, "No. I don't want to hear it. Anything that comes out of your mouth is a lie! Everything between us is a big fat lie!" I cry out hysterically as I throw my arms up in the air. "You didn't last longer than twenty-four hours before you cheated on me!" I rush past him and I start pulling my clothes out of the closet, tossing them onto the bed. After a brief period of consideration, he approaches me and stands in front of me. His body is a whisper away from mine as he prevents me from pulling any more of my clothes out of the closet. [Stop!] "Dur!" He says in an ordering tone. "Move." I challenge him. [Nope.] "Yok. You will listen to me one way or another." Folding my arms across my chest, I give him a challenging look. "You're the big affair I'll forget, Aydem. Shit," I snort. "You'll be the only man I'll think of with regret." I
My body slides up and down the cool painted wall with every brutal, yet, delicious thrust he pounds into me. "Aydem.." I moan his name. "Please...don't stop.." I beg of him. I manage to free my wrists from the vice-like grip he has them in, sliding them down the wall to the sides of my chest, I try to push back, but, he is too strong and he pins me against the wall once again. "Agghh!!" I cry out when he unexpectedly, shamelessly and savagely slaps my ass cheek. His touch leaves a slight burning sensation that disperses across my burning flesh. "Don't move." He orders with a grunt. "I can feel your first orgasm coming." He grunts again as the hand he has around my delicate throat slides down my body and begins to caress my clit through the slick folds of my sex. "Come for me, askim." [my love] He demands in a hoarse tone. I grind my teeth, fighting the gnawing orgasm that threatens to consume me as I refuse to giv