PROMISES

HAKAN

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I saw the Nightingale’s eyes fixated on my pendant and I knew the exact moment that she realised who I was. If she lived in that kind of neighbourhood, then she was a street kid like I had been, raised around violence and some of the most depraved sets of humans to ever exist on the planet, my kind of people. Of course she would have heard of me, I was infamous as Scorpion.

Hardly anyone knew my real name was Hakan, except those closest to me like Tivan who called me Kan even though he knew how much I loathed being called that. Throughout my life after being trafficked from my home to this country, I had never once regretted all I had done to survive and get to this point. But as she stiffened in my arms and her breathing rate increased as her pupils dilated in fear, I felt a twinge of regret. I wished I wasn’t the kind of man she automatically had to fear.

“Y…you’r.re …” She stuttered as she tried to move away from my arms but I didn’t let her. Instead, I wrapped my arms