Chapter Sixty.

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,"