Chapter Sixty Nine
"What’s going on?" her father asked, his tone curious.
She hesitated, unsure of how to respond. Ahmet’s mouth resumed its exploration, and she struggled to maintain a coherent conversation.
"Just... just needed to heal, sir," she stammered.
Her father’s voice was skeptical. "To heal, huh? Since when did you need days off to heal? Are you getting soft?"
"No, sir. I..." She felt Ahmet’s fingers inside her too while his tongue continued to pleasure her. She tried to hold back, but a soft moan escaped her lips.
"What’s going on with you?" her father demanded. "You’re not sounding like yourself. Is it that serious?"
"Ye... yes s... s...s...sir," she managed to say. Ahmet was smiling. She could feel his smile.
Her father’s voice was cold. "You would better get your priorities straight. You are halting all your work to get better!"
She nodded, even though Marco could not see her. "Yes, sir." Ahmet had stopped moving.
But when his mouth claimed her hot glory again, she moaned louder, covering it up with a cough.
Her father’s voice was still icy. "I expect you back here immediately after you heal. I want the doctor’s report too!
"Yes, Sir." She responded through her fake coughs.
Ahmet’s eyes locked onto hers, filled with teasing.
As her father hung up the phone, Ahmet’s mouth claimed her lips, and she let out a soft moan.
"I’m seeing another side of you. Who’s ruining you?" His tone was silky, almost sarcastic, and filled with a calm confidence that sent shivers through her whole body.
His fingertips stroked soft circles across her skin, a quiet reminder of who was destroying her. And yet, he inquired— as if he didn’t already know, as if he wasn’t the one who was slowly turning her into something else.
His eyes glittered with delight, challenging her to accept what they both knew.
Oh, the look in his eyes was enough for her to squirm in delight.
"This is going to be a long night." He promised her and she knew what exactly he meant. Coming here was a bad idea.
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Asli woke up to an empty bed. It was around 3 am. No breakfast in bed this time around? She jokingly asked herself.
Where could Ahmet go? She went into the washroom to freshen up. When she came out, he was still not back from wherever he went. She left the bedroom and began to walk around the place.
It was like a secret apartment. From the outside, it looked like a regular house... even looked smaller from the outside. The gate only opened from the outside and then to the garage. Then into the house.
It took her a while to finish checking every room out. Why was she looking for him? The soreness in between her thighs was more than she had entered the place with. She was trying to adjust but this was going to take a while.
’Where the hell is Ahmet?’ She thought.
He wasn’t in any of the rooms. He could be in a secret room. Asli was going to have fun devouring every secret door and every room.
’And nosy people get punished.’ the words rang in her ears, remembering Ahmet’s words when he returned and saw the mess she created.
The punishment played in her head and she couldn’t help but bit her lips. If this was the only way he could punish her... She clenched her thighs together as she tried to leave.
Just then she heard a noise from behind the door she was standing in front of.
She pushed the door and she saw Ahmet, again shirtless. He was holding a gun and it seemed like the garden was his playing ground.
How come she didn’t hear the gunshots? Was the place soundproof? He smiled at her when he noticed her presence and urged her to join him.
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