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Are you upset?

Rena’s POV. I gasped, my eyes fixed on his retreating back, my mind reeling from the sudden display of dominance. The way he said "I'm your Zaddy, not your daddy" sent a shiver down my spine, leaving me breathless and wanting more. I stood there, frozen in place, as I watched him disappear through the door, my heart pounding in my chest.“I'll wait for you downstairs.” His deep voice drifted over, jolting me back to reality. “Wow,” I exhaled, “Rena, you're in for some serious shit.” I told myself and turned to start applying lotion, only to remember he swept everything to the floor. I sighed and began to pick them all up. They were all mine. Though I didn't know when he bought them, I was sure they were mine. Funny enough, they were Dior and Chanel brands, exactly for my skin type. I wondered how he knew my skin tone. Did he bring over a beautician while I was asleep? There were so many of them that I just stared speechlessly at everything for a while, until I felt some sticky s

Take me home

Kaan’s POVSeeing her crying stirred a weird feeling inside me. I wanted to do everything for her, but I couldn't give her what she wanted. Soni was already going through enough punishment. The fight from last night, she was badly injured but that didn't make me change my mind regarding her task. She's repeatedly apologized, but I didn't soften up, because her apologies weren't enough to undo the damage she's done to the woman I wanted. I pulled her closer to comfort her, but she tried to pull away a moment after she melted into me. I knew she was angry at me again, and she must be thinking I let Soni get away with it. “Don't stress me, Rena. Behave,” I said and she looked up at me through those teary wide eyes, then she pouted. She looked cute, like a baby when she does that. It lifted the burden on my chest. Whatever wild thought runs through her mind sometimes? My phone rang. She wanted to pull away but I held her in place with one hand and answered the call with my free hand

Stay with me

Rena’s POV. “Mom?” The house was quiet. Too quiet that I could hear my own ragged breath. “Bianca!” My voice cracked. I was hoping against hope that she would answer, that she would walk out of one of the rooms with a warm smile on her face. But deep down, I knew it was futile. She was dead and her body was stolen. I slowly walked into her room and stood before her bed, my blurry eyes scanning the place. My savior told me he'd find her for me. I believed he could, but why was I still acting so foolishly? My chest arched more when I saw the photo hanging on the wall. It was my graduation. She glowed with happiness as she hugged and kissed my cheek. I swallowed and strode mindlessly to the photo. I touched it, my trembling fingers tracing the outline of the side of her face. Memories of happy days flooded my mind. How we ran around this small apartment, the sound of her laughter, the smell of her cooking wafting from the kitchen, the way she'd sing silly songs while we danced a

He's mine

Kaan’s POV. After she fell asleep, I laid there for a long time, listening to her gentle breathing and feeling her warmth against my side. I couldn't help but think about how fragile she seemed, how vulnerable. And yet, at the same time, she had a strength and resilience that I admired. I gently stroked her hair, feeling a sense of protectiveness wash over me. I would do anything to keep her safe, to make sure she never had to go through anything like this again. My phone rang and I got out of bed to take it. Standing at the balcony, watching the night city, I spoke, “Speak.”“Boss, we found the doctor.” “I'll be there shortly,” I ...replied and ended the call. I grabbed my shoes and slipped them on. As I turned to leave, my gaze lingered on Rena for a long while, unwilling to leave her alone. But I knew I had to go, to uncover the truth and make sure she was safe from harm. I could see there was more to this fiasco than met the eye. At the hospital, the doctor was said to have

I killed him

Kaan’s POV. She was the number one assassin, Soni's rival, and childhood friend. She clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes. “Whatever, lazy bum.” “You–” Black Cat's face turned red. He hated it when she called him that. He wasn't literally lazy, but she claimed he's lazy in bed. Their banter was always fun to watch, but I wasn't here for that. “Wake him up,” I ordered. The tone of my voice was enough to tell them I wasn't here for the jokes. Black cat woke the doctor up, only for him to start kowtowing. “Please, forgive me, Mr. Kaan! Please forgive me for my transgressions!" The doctor's voice was trembling with fear as he begged for mercy, his forehead pressed to the floor. I watched him with a detached interest, my expression unreadable. Black Cat stood over him, his murderous eyes fixed intently on the doctor's prone form. Raven, meanwhile, leaned against one of her colleagues, a look of bored amusement on her face. "Please, Mr. Kaan," the doctor continued to beg, "I'll

Why do you hold back?

Rena’s POV. I was shocked when he told me he killed Mark. Why would he do that? But on second thought, he wasn't a mad man. He wouldn't just kill him unless Mark did something wrong. I didn't know how right I was, but decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. “Did he do something wrong?” I asked, and he stared at me for a long time, as if he didn't expect me to react calmly to the news. “He called me a coward,” he replied. What?! That was the reason? He KILLED A HUMAN BEING BECAUSE THEY INSULTED HIM? Wow! And this man he killed so willfully was someone who was important to finding Bianca! I didn't know how to react. I was pissed. How could he? “He was important to finding my mom!” I said through gritted teeth. “I fished out what he knew.” He said and nonchalantly grabbed his phone to play me Mark's voice recording. After hearing that Bianca didn't have a relapse, but did that only so I'd go find my ex-boss, I felt betrayed and disappointed. Why does she always hurt me?

There, you have it

Rena’s POV. I bit my lip. “Wouldn't I be forcing myself on you if I did things against your will?” “Who said it's against my will?” His frown deepened. “Now, take what you want, and do what you want.”My heart skipped a beat. Was he saying I could take advantage of him without his permission? Does that mean he would do the same to me? Didn't he say he wouldn't have sex with me unless we're married…? But he didn't say I couldn't have sex with him before we're married… does that even make sense? I bit my lip. Roland always did that anyway. He entered me whenever he felt like it, until my body learned to adjust to his needs. I wasn't always pleased with that, and for a moment, I thought this man was different, especially after he's repeatedly respected the fact that we aren't married yet. “Stop overthinking, Rena. Overthinkers think shit most of the time.” He flicked my forehead lightly, accompanied by a click of his tongue. I winced slightly at the gentle flick. I searched his eyes

Marriage

Rena’s POV. Sitting in a sleek black car, my gaze remained fixed on the marriage certificate in my hands. I couldn't believe it. This man had pulled me out of bed this morning, made me take a shower, and got me into a beautiful white dress and then dragged me to the courthouse, all without telling me what was going on. And now, I was staring at a marriage certificate with our names on it: Rena Yaman and Demir .K. Ferrente. Our official wedding was supposed to be tomorrow, why did he suddenly register our marriage today? Was it because of what happened last night? Thinking of the make out we did last night, my face flushed. Good thing he wasn't in the car with me, otherwise, I wouldn't have known what to do right now, though I was a bit annoyed that he suddenly had things to sort out after we registered our marriage. It was also good that he wasn't here. At least, I can do other things before he returns. With that in mind, I lifted my head and said to the driver, a black muscular

Kaan’s anger

Rena’s POV. "Rena, I'm only here to sympathize with you. I'm so sorry for the loss of your boyfriend. I hope that God will grant you a better man." She asked, her voice was laced with concern. I frowned, what was she talking about? What boyfriend? I was curious to know what she was talking about but didn't speak. "Ma'am, please step aside. Mrs. Ferrente needs to leave." My driver suddenly said, laying emphasis on my new title, as if to tell the woman I had no business with Roland anymore. The woman was surprised, everyone in the city knows that Roland wasn't a Ferrente but a Harrington. Before she started to ask stupid questions, I got into the car and my driver entered shortly and soon drove off. On our way to the hotel, I thought about what the woman said, I couldn't ignore it even if I wanted to. But I didn't believe that Roland was dead. Who would dare to kill the Harringtons’ only heir? Since the news came from that woman, it couldn't possibly be true. I told myself. “Ma’am

Are you targeting me?

Kaan’s POV. I was in fact angry at her. I told her to wait for me at the hotel but she felt the need to disobey me and go off on her own. I couldn't shake the feeling that she was trying to test me, to see how far she could push me. I had rules, and I expected them to be followed. And Rena, my beautiful, stubborn wife, doesn't seem to understand that. I glanced over at her, watching as she bit her lip and looked up at me with those big, innocent eyes. My anger faltered for a moment, but I pushed it back, reminding myself that I couldn't let her get away with this kind of behavior.“I'm sorry,” she said, lowering her gaze. Her apology was like a punch to the gut. I hadn't expected her to surrender so easily. I looked at her, taking in the sight of her downcast eyes and the faint blush on her cheeks. Something about it stirred a protective instinct in me, and I felt my anger begin to dissipate. "Rena," I said, my voice softer than I intended. "Look at me.”She did, lifting her gaze.

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