Semua Bab Hidden Secrets: A Screwed Up Love Story: Bab 31 - Bab 40

I pull back from our kiss, licking my swollen lips and I gaze into his eyes. "I have to go," I mumble breathlessly. "I'll come with you." He smiles as he raises my hand and kisses it.I look at him with a perplexed expression on my face. I have been under his employment for two days now and I'm beginning to wonder if this is why he goes through so many P.A's. Is he courting me solely for the purpose of sleeping with me?Bitterness manifests itself as goosebumps along my skin. My son's father is a womaniser, and that fact bothers me."Why? You have no idea where I'm going."He locks his gaze on me for an eternity before letting out a soft chuckle."I just want to be sure you'll be safe. You still haven't told me who that man was?" He says intensely. "That's because there is nothing to tell.""I beg to differ. Upon my arrival you were a frenzied wreck, chasing after the man that left your apartment and wh

"Miss Cross," His rich accent sweeps over me and I pause typing to turn my head and gaze at him. Instantly my breath catches when our eyes collide. He looks handsome this morning and I pull my bottom lip in between my teeth full of arousal as my eyes slowly travel up his body.  Black Italian oxford dress shoes, draped by grey slacks hugging his muscular thighs, a crimson red tie over his white long sleeve shirt and a grey vest matching the colour of his pants.  "Come to my office in two minutes." He requests standing outside my office door. I open my mouth to reply but quickly clamp it shut as he doesn't bother to wait for my answer and walks into his office. I look over my computer, discreetly watching through the window between our offices as he hangs up his jacket he has draped over his forearm and sits behind his desk.  My eyes shift to the photo I have of Sandro next to my computer and I let out a sigh full of miser

I exit the car as it comes to a stop outside the Burak Building. Gerald opens Aydem's door and as he emerges, he rests his hand on the small of my back and guides us inside. We approach the security guards stationed behind their desks, and I wait for Aydem to conclude his conversation with them before proceeding to the bank of elevators. As the doors slide open, we enter and he pushes the number 8. I stand in the back, leaning against the cool walls as I try to cool down my burning body from his touch.  I stare at him from behind, my eyes slowly travelling up his body and arousal pools in my thong. Even from behind, he appears to be sinful as he strolls around in an Armani suit. "I can feel your eyes burning into the back of my head, kedi yavrusu." (Kitten) His words are heavily laced with cockiness.  I roll my eyes and when the doors slide open I brush past him, walking straight to his office.  "Would you like a drink?"

I step out of the shower, wrapping a heated towel around myself after I finished scrubbing Aydems touch and scent from my body. I was furiously cleaning myself free from the sins I have and continue to commit. I wipe the pooling moisture that coats my mirror and I stare at my reflection. My eyes have dark circles around them and my cheeks look hollow of any life. I feel lost.  I have no idea what to do or what path to take. As I sat in the Uber on the ride home, I dialled Aces number multiple times and each time it went straight to his voice mail. It's been doing that all day and I don't know who to turn to for help.   I have no family or friends. I miss my son and with each passing day, my heart bleeds with sorrow. Gods! I miss the smell of his hair, the touch of his soft skin and the sound of him giggling. I would lay my life down on the line for him and that is why I've decided to come clean to Aydem.&

I avert my gaze from the men seated around the enormous table as I sit beside Aydem. Voices are being raised, hands banging against the table and guns visibly on display in a threatening manner. Twenty minutes ago we entered the bar and was immediately escorted to the back as the Mc Carthy family were waiting for us.  "When you drink here, Aydem, I look the other way." The Irish Don grumbles. "Do not assume I am unaware that you are Sedar Ozturk's cousin."  "I didn't come here to start trouble with you. Instead, I have come here with some news about your son and if you'll let the lady talk, she'll tell you everything you need to know." Aydem replies calmly. I peer up just in time to see Mr Mc Carthys features change into a scowl. "Why would I believe anything from an Esposito who-" Aydem slams his open hand against the table, causing it to shake and I flinch with shock. "Finish that sentence and you'll never know where your son's bod