《A Doll for the Boss》


 Confrontation

    I was deeply asleep when my rm clock did its job, I cursed a few times, I hated waking up early, but today I would be taking my final exam to graduate as a Landscape Architect. I had fought too hard to fulfill my dreams,ing from a wealthy, controlling family. My father was very angry when I told him I wanted to study architecture, but in the end he epted, making me sign some documents that I didn''t even bother to read.


    Thanks to that moment of stupidity, I found myself today in my father''s office, listening to something that for me only happened in novels.


    "You know I don''t like to beat around the bush, I''m a businessman with an impable reputation to maintain, you will get married this weekend," my father said in an imcable tone.


    At first, Iughed a lot, but he showed no expression, so I understood that he wasn''t joking.


    "What are you saying? Have you gone crazy? I don''t want to get married, damn it!" I shouted loudly, but I never expected his reaction.This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    His hand pped my cheek, making me turn my face, my father had pped me, my nails dug into my hands, breaking the skin, my face burned from the blow.


    "Maximus, please, there''s no need to go to such extremes."


    Finally, my mother spoke up, during these twenty years I had never heard her disobey the head of the family.


    "Shut up, Eleonor, or do you want me to advance your dose?" My poor mother lost color, I knew he hit her, I heard her scream many times, I wanted to defend her, but she never allowed it, this was my moment.


    "I swear if you touch mom again, I''ll kill you, I don''t care that you''re my father, I''m not afraid of you, with this," I pointed to my cheek, "you''ve just destroyed the little respect I had for you, you''re nobody, father, I won''t get married." "I''m not asking you, it''s an order, besides, you signed the agreement yourself." He smiled maliciously. How did we go from being an angel to being a demon? Who was this man talking to me? "What are you talking about?"


    "You signed an agreement with the Ferner Family, it was that night when you begged to study architecture, now you must pay the price."


    He looked for the documents and handed them to me. I took the papers and read them carefully, it was true, I had signed an agreement with this family, I had to marry their son within the specified time frame, and that date was Saturday. How could I be so foolish!


    I didn''t say another word, all I did was run out of that office, I ran with all my strength, escaping from that house, from that prison, I ran like a madwoman until I could g down a taxi. I told the driver to take me to a ce where I could end my life, and that''s what I did.


    Thirty minutester, I was walking through the doors of a nightclub. At first, my intentions were to drown myself in alcohol, but with a few too many drinks, I made the worst decision of my life. I am Samantha Trevelian, and this is my story...

 Tears

    I was carrying about three bottles, the ce was full of people and strange aromas, some were dressed in dark clothes, others simply had nothing on, I had never heard of this ce before, "Paradise".


    My body was quite drunk, so I tried to get up a few times, I would buy a night with a gigolo from this club, I wouldn''t give my virtue to my future husband, on the contrary, it would be the dishonor of both families, that would be his punishment, no one had the right to make me suffer such an atrocity, I had dreamt of getting married, but not like this, my father had crossed the line.


    I stumbled around the ce until I tripped over a huge toned back, his rich aroma filled my nostrils, this was definitely the candidate.


    "I will pay you whatever you ask for, if you give me a night with you," I said while huping, the man startedughing, but he still had his back turned, which only fueled my anger. Who did this miserable man think he was? "What''s so funny? Aren''t you a man? If you work in this ce, I don''t think you have much morality, so just do your job, I''ll pay you very well."


    That was all I had to say to get his attention, I couldn''t make out his face clearly, I was too drunk, I felt his tongue entering my mouth, his taste overwhelmed me, making me lose all sanity, I never thought my body would give in so quickly. My head was pounding horribly, what had happened? I tried to move, but something was upying the other side of my bed, I woke up quickly, only to realize that I wasn''t in my bed, and that I had slept with a man, I couldn''t see his face clearly, I was afraid to wake him up if I moved.


    As best I could, I got out of bed, but a pain in my abdomen reminded me of faint images fromst night, my body on top of his, his mouth exploring my soul, his hands taking away my innocence, what had I done? What had I gotten myself into?


    I searched for my clothes all over the ce, until I saw them on the side of the room, I walked quietly, quickly dressing myself, I took money from my purse, I didn''t know how much a service of this magnitude cost, so I took everything I had, leaving only a few bills for the taxi.


    I ced the money on the bed, but on the first bill, I wrote "I''m sorry" with my lipstick, that was the truth, I felt so sorry for everything that had happened. I was about to leave when he rolled over in bed, revealing a beautiful rose tattooed on his side, I couldn''t admire it further because he started to wake up, so this was the moment to run away.


    I arrived home past nine, my father was furious, he had taken out his anger on my mother, I looked at her with pity, but it wasn''t up to me to defend her, it was up to her to save herself ande to me.


    "Where were you?" he shouted angrily, I didn''t even stop.


    "In the world, living what little remains of my singleness."


    I couldn''t hear what he was saying, I locked myself in my room, after taking a shower I slept all day and all night, I woke up the next day when the sound of my phone managed to revive me, as best I could, I answered, it was Marina, I had forgotten about the florist.


    "Marina, I''m sorry, I overslept, give me twenty minutes and I''ll be there."


    "Sam, San, you have toe! It''s on fire!"


    "What are you talking about? What''s on fire?" "The florist!"


    I didn''t know how I got there so fast, but in ten minutes I was outside of my little dream, watching it burn, I screamed and cried a lot, while Marina hugged me, my life was ruined, I had to marry a stranger, toplete my little refuge, my effort had been consumed in the mes of hell, but I was sure that this was my punishment for standing up to the great Maximus.


    After three hours, the fire was finally under control, there was nothing left of the ce.


    "Miss, it seems the fire started in the breaker, it was a circuit, we''re very sorry."


    "Believe me, I''m the one who''s sorrier."


    I entered the ce, the high temperature was still felt, everything I had fought for was gone, everything I had dreamed of was reduced to ashes. "You will pay dearly for this, Dad, I swear it."


    Take Marina to her house, not without crying and hugging for a while, we promised to see each other again, but I knew that would be impossible.


    I wanted to drive home, but at a red light, an image came to my mind, the beautiful rose from that man, so another bright or foolish idea crossed my mind, I didn''t even have to think about it.


    I arrived at the mall and entered the tattoo shop, I wanted to tattoo that rose on my skin, that was my new beginning.Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    "Good afternoon! I would like to get a tattoo."


    "Hello, is it your first time? What would you like?"


    "I want a rose, if you allow me, I could draw it on paper with a pencil."


    The guy smiled and handed me what I had asked for, it took me only ten minutes to create the design on the paper, it turned out perfect, just as I had seen it.


    I found out that the owner of the shop was named Sean, he had approximately eighty tattoos, thanks to his conversation I was able to endure the pain a little bit. I decided to get the rose on the side of my body, I wanted to carry the image of that man with me, I wanted it to remind me of everything that was toe.


    "Done, remember not to remove the stic and only wash with neutral soap. If anything happens, juste back here."


    "Thank you very much, Sean."


    "It''s a pleasure, Sami. Remember to wash it well, it''s there for life."


    I left the shop with tears in my eyes, it hurt a lot, but I think what hurt more was my heart. My life would change and I was sure that I hadn''t even started to live the true hell yet. In two days, I would marry a man whom I didn''t know, in two days, my dreams of bing a recognized architect would die.

 I will get married

    I arrived home with a horrible pain, and in the end, I had to take some painkillers. I always got into trouble for being so impulsive, and this tattoo was proof of that.


    I was about to leave the kitchen when my mother appeared with her typical look of horror, I knew she was looking for me.


    "Daughter, where were you? You need to try on the wedding dress, tomorrow your new family wille, and you''ll have to behave. We don''t want your father to make a scene."


    I turned to look at her, did she think she could scare me? I had slept with a man I didn''t know, marked my body, and lost my dreams in that fire. Whether or not my father made a scene, I didn''t give a damn. "Please, Mom! I''m not afraid. I''ll ept this damn marriage because I was irresponsible and didn''t read what I was signing, but you, my father, and that new family will regret it. I''ll make each tear count, one by one." "Daughter..."


    I sighed tiredly, I didn''t want to hurt my mother, she was just a doll who did everything my father ordered her to do. Her only sin was not defending me.


    "We''ll go get the damn dress, but know that I''ll buy any dress. As for the rest, you can take care of it, I don''t care. To me, this is not a marriage, it''s a death sentence."


    After a few minutes in my room, I decided to leave with my mother. We had never gone anywhere together before, it was for the best for both of us.


    We entered a quite expensive store, and I tried on about twenty dresses. I was bored.


    "I want to leave," I rolled my eyes, annoyed.


    "But you haven''t chosen a dress."


    "I don''t care at all," I said as I took one of the dresses and handed it to the woman in the store. "I want this one. Are you happy, Mom?" "Samantha!"


    "I''ll wait outside. I want to get some shoes that match the dress."


    I didn''t wait for a response and left the snobby store. A few blocks away, there was a small boutique and on the disy, there was a dress worthy of me, worthy of a funeral. So, following my instincts, I bought it.


    I met up with my mother a few minutester and we went straight home. I didn''t tell her anything about my ns, but I was sure she would have a fit when she saw me appear at the church. Just imagining it made me giggle.


    The next day, things took a turn for the worse, as my father wouldn''t stop lecturing me. He wanted to give me lectures on behavior and I wasn''t going to allow it.


    "Enough, Dad! I may not agree with this marriage, but you know I can behave. I speak sixnguages, do I need to tell you that I can behave in all of them?"


    "I will behave like a princess.


    Je meporteraime une princesse.


    Miporter¨°e una principessa.


    Bir prenses gibi davranaca??m."


    "That''s enough!" my father shouted angrily.


    "That''s what I''m telling you, don''t take me for a fool, father. I''m going to get ready."


    I stormed out of the room, speaking to him in multiplenguages. I know I can be very childish, but it drives me crazy. I thanked the heavens that I had never fallen in love, at least I wouldn''t die of love. Maybe of suffering, though. I bet everything I have that my future husband is a horrible man. Who needs to force a woman to get married these days?


    Hourster,ughter and low music could be heard from the hall. It was mostly background noise. I was lying down when my mother knocked on the door.


    "Samantha, you need toe down, they''re waiting for you."


    -"I''m not ready yet, Mom. Give me ten minutes and I''ll be with you." I was lying through my teeth. I hadn''t even done my hair, so I had to hurry. Today, my n would begin.


    I chose a two-piece outfit, high-waisted bell-bottom pants and a matching vest, all in ck like my soul. I left my hair down and didn''t even bother to put on makeup. I didn''t need it, there was no one to impress.


    I made my way downstairs about twenty minutester, finding my future husband''s family in the living room.


    "Daughter, I''m d you came down. Come, let me introduce you."


    I walked as slowly as I could and didn''t smile at any moment, my father looked at me as a warning, but whatever, I wasn''t even afraid of him.


    "You are much more beautiful than we imagined, dear. This is my husband Rick, my younger son Jord¨¢n, and my name is Amelia. We are the Grey family."


    "Who am I supposed to marry? Him?" I pointed at the youngest Ferner. "But he''s just a kid."


    "Samantha!" My father''s voice made me tremble, I don''t understand why it still had that effect on me.


    "Calm down, Maximus, she''s right. Dear Sam."


    "It''s Samantha to you," I interrupted her. Thedy was taking too many liberties.


    "Then it will be Samantha. Regarding your question, you will marry my eldest son, he couldn''te, that''s why we''re all here to ask for your hand. I know it might not be the right way, but-"


    "Save your excuses, Amelia. You and I are not in the same position. I was never given the opportunity to choose, so whether you ask for my hand or not, I couldn''t care less."


    With that, I walked out of the room, heading to the dining room. Everything was ready for dinner, so I took my usual seat. A few secondster, everyone came to sit down. My father''s face was worthy of a photograph, he wanted to kill me, I could see it in his eyes. Unlike him, the Grey family seemed to be enjoying the night. They are a tough nut to crack.Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    They served dinner, luckily it was roast turkey, so I started eating like a pig, chewing like mas, and drinking like a truck driver.


    "Dear, do you think we could talk a little more? I want to talk to you about my son."


    "What are you going to tell me?" I looked at her with annoyance.


    "He is a good boy, he didn''t want things to turn out this way either, but that''s how business goes."


    My head throbbed when I understood what she was trying to tell me, so my dear mother-inw had ws.


    "Business?"


    "Yes, hasn''t your father told you? Ourpanies will merge and save your father''s from bankruptcy."


    The ss in my hand shattered, I didn''t even feel any pain, what I felt was a deep sadness in my heart, my family had sold me in the market like a piece of meat.


    "Is that true? Did you sell me?"


    "Samantha..."


    "Samantha, no, Dad, did you ruin my life for money? For your damnpany?"


    I didn''t know at what point we had arrived at the office, but my father had a tight grip on my arm, he was hurting me, but I was stronger so I let go.


    "Shut up! Yes, I sold you to save my life, mypany, you owe me, I gave you everything even though you''re not my daughter, I gave you myst name."


    I opened my eyes wide and ced my hand on my chest, this couldn''t be true.


    "What are you saying?"


    "What you heard, you''re going to pay me back every penny I invested in you, you know you''re not my daughter, so let''s not pretend that I care about you, because I don''t." "I will get married. I''ll repay the favor, Maximus, but I swear you''ll regret it, you were the one who destroyed my flower shop, but sooner orter, I will make you pay."

 A game

    I left the office wrapped in a sea of tears, the man I had loved so much was not my father, he had only used me as ast resort, and it turns out he used me in the end.


    On my way to the room, I searched for mom everywhere, but as always, she was never there. I regretted being locked up, the weight of these four walls was suffocating me, so I grabbed the keys to my car and headed to the only ce where I could die, paradise!


    While at the club, I realized my hand was bleeding. I had put on quite a show at that club, I drank like crazy, I didn''t let anyonee near me, to the point that they had to kick me out in the middle of the night. That''s why I''m in a stranger''s room. When I opened my eyes, I noticed it was a hotel. The man next to me was staring at me intently. For the second time, I had ruined my life.


    "You can leave, payment for your services is on the table," the man said. He was beautiful, his hair was a mix of blonde and reddish, although all that didn''t matter, his personality ruined everything.


    "What did you say?" I asked nervously, and filled with anger.


    "I said what you heard, I don''t like sleeping with prostitutes."


    What had he said?


    "Look, you piece of trash, just so you know, I can use you of rape. You brought me here without my consent, I don''t remember anything, you must have drugged me."


    I was running hysterically through that room, putting on my clothes. Was he right? Had I be this? I had slept with two strangers, what was happening to me?


    "Don''t make meugh! You were begging for my attention. I have videos and plenty of evidence, so get out of here!"


    I stared at him but decided not to respond. I needed to go home and marry that other stranger. I left the room while the man was in the bathroom.


    By the time I reached home, it was veryte, so I quickly took a cold shower, hoping it would wake me up a bit. But it was useless, my face showed that I had been drinking, but I didn''t care. I went into the closet and searched for the dress I had bought without my mother knowing.


    The dress was ck with a full skirt, as if millions of crepe paper strips had been stuck together. Though the upper part wasce, the bottom ruined the entire design. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I jumped in surprise. I looked like the corpse bride.


    I left my hair down and applied ck makeup all over. I put on high-heeled stilettos in the same color as the dress. I was giving myself the final touches when my mother knocked on the door, I couldn''t let her in. "What do you want, Mom?"


    "I came to help you, daughter. I want to see my only daughter dressed as a bride." Her tone gave her away, she had been crying. I felt sorry for her.


    "It''s not necessary, go to the church with Maximus, I want to arrive alone."


    "Daughter..."


    "I''ve already talked to you, Mom, I want to go alone."


    "Alright, the driver will take you."


    I waited a few minutes before I could leave. I took onest look, the truth was, I looked stunning. Horrible.


    When the poor driver saw me, he almost died of fright, but I didn''t say anything, it was quite funny, my n was working.


    We arrived at the church and everyone was already inside, so the only one waiting for me was Maximus. I got out of the car very smiling, this is where everything begins. Serkan:


    I had been waiting for the damn bride for over an hour, but I never thought that girl would be the same as this morning. My future bought wife was none other than the prostitute from the bar. Damn luck!


    As she walked towards the altar, she was wrapped in a huge tulle ball, with a ck veil. Her stunt made meugh a lot, but I didn''t smile. My mother was about to have a heart attack, while my brother found it funny. It was Maximus who handed her to me. At the beginning of all this, I had epted because it was the only way to save my father''spany, but I was not in agreement at all, and now even less with this discovery. "Serkan, I give you my greatest treasure," Maximus said. He was clearly angry, and he had every right to be. We were going to be aughingstock in the press. Does he know that his daughter is a prostitute? I was about to respond when she spoke up.


    "Don''t lie, you piece of shit. Just leave."


    I saw the man''s face change color, so I hurried. I was getting quite a scene! She had already proven that this morning.


    "Don''t make a spectacle, I''ll take care of it."


    I took the girl''s hand and something strange happened to me; a static ran through my body, so I discreetly let go.


    "Just know that hell awaits you. I''ll make you eat every word you said this morning," my future wife muttered under her breath.Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    "Don''t think it will be that easy. You''re nothing more than a spoiled brat who sells herself at a nightclub."


    "Oh sure! Coming from the guy who has to force a woman to marry him. Are you incapable of seducing someone? Or do you not like women from the bar?"


    "Excuse me?" I asked, astonished by her audacity.


    "It''s obvious that no one would marry such a despicable person like you. No one would tolerate you for two days, and I don''t even know you."


    "Oh yeah, sure! You''re a saint, the woman that everyone wants. You''re nothing more than the daughter of an opportunist maniptor who''s just trying to get money out of us by selling you. Be thankful that I''m doing you a favor. I wouldn''t be surprised if you were following me to the bar and ended up in my bed with intention."


    "Go to hell..."


    She couldn''t finish the sentence because the priest interrupted us. This girl was driving me crazy, but in the end, she would fall into my game. I couldn''t deny that there was something about her that attracted me a lot, that''s why I spent the whole night enjoying her body.


    Her face was angelic, but she was just a woman who sold herself to the highest bidder, and that disappointed me greatly. I would show her the real hell and then discard her like all the others...


    At the moment of the kiss, I saw her blush. I approached, she was quite beautiful with brown eyes, light brown hair, rosy cheeks, a long and slender neck, like a rose, a beautiful and delicate rose. It was a real pity that she was caught up in this game and in that nightlife.


    Her lips were so soft and plump, they were like a drug. Memories of that night together came to my mind. At first, she didn''t respond to the kiss, but then we got lost in an abyss, our tongues yed together in the same rhythm. She was like a whirlwind of passion and I was the North Pole itself.

 Congratulations?

    Samantha:


    When I saw my future husband, I was impressed. It was the same man I had woken up next to. Was this some kind of joke? Was I really that unlucky?


    The guy was tall, with golden hair. Even his little beard was the same color. I had to admit, he was really handsome.


    After all the priest''s babbling, we both walked out hand in hand. I wanted to let go, but he wouldn''t let me. He smiled for the press while my face showed annoyance.


    We got into his car and I let go.


    "What''s your problem?" he said angrily.


    "My problem? My problem is you, you piece of animal. I didn''t want to get married."


    "But didn''t you want to sell yourself like a pigst night at the club? No one forced you to sign," he replied arrogantly, ignoring me. I didn''t know what to say. He was right, I was so stupid. I got lost in my thoughts.


    "We''ll stay two days at my hotel, you know which one it is, I guess you visit it often with your clients. Then we have to go on a honeymoon trip. I hope you know how to behave. I don''t care what you do when the press isn''t watching us. Remember that only we know this isn''t real, so I would appreciate it if you stopped being so immature."


    "I don''t want to go to any hotel with you. For your information, what happenedst night was because I was drunk. I refuse to share spaces with you."


    "Well, tough luck doll, there''s no other choice. I''ll have to forbid you from drinking. With that confession, you''re just showing that you sell yourself cheap."


    I decided not to argue anymore. I didn''t want to die young, so I stayed quiet. Five minutester, we were entering the suite of his majestic hotel.


    "You can take a shower. You reek of alcohol, and take off that horrible scarecrow dress."


    "Go to hell," I said, walking angrily towards the bathroom. I wouldn''t make it so easy for him. I woulde up with something.


    I hadn''t seen my beloved husband since we arrived here. It was already midnight, so I decided to sleep. I wouldn''t wait for him in his dreams.


    Serkan:


    I was in a meeting and I was runningte. By the time I arrived at the room, my unbearable wife was sleeping like a half-naked angel in my bed, right in the middle. I was already familiar with her body, and it was beautiful.


    I watched her sleep for a few hours. She was truly attractive, she awakened things in me, feelings I had never felt before. When I was close to her, my heart ached. I hated these feelings. I''m not a man of flowers and hearts, especially not with a woman like her.


    When it was time to sleep, I had a hard time finding a ce in the bed. I tried to move her, but she wouldn''t budge, so I resorted to an extreme level. Samantha:


    I was peacefully asleep when water fell on my face, scaring me to death.


    "What''s going on?" I asked, frightened.


    "You''re on my side of the bed. I tried to wake you up, but you wouldn''t move, so you left me no choice."


    "Are you crazy or what? Sleep on the couch, maniac!"


    "Well, no. Turns out you''re the one who needs to sleep on the couch. This is my hotel."


    This man was as unbearable, if not worse, than my father. If he wanted his bed, he would have it, but he had to learn that no one yelled at me. I quickly got up and walked to the small kitchen, taking several bottles of water. I ran back to the room where he was already lying on the bed. Like a madwoman, I removed the caps from the bottles and emptied them one by one. At first, my glorious husband was in shock, but then he reacted. Obviously, it was toote. His body, the sheets, and I could even assure that the mattress were soaked.


    "Are you insane?" he shouted furiously.


    "Yes! I''m insane, you have no idea what I''m capable of."


    "You''ll see, you''ll pay for this."


    I didn''t know when he got off the bed, but when I realized it, he was running towards me. I reacted toote. He managed to catch me, but like a wild beast, I gave him a knee to the stomach, causing him to fall to the ground, which gave me the opportunity to try to escape, but once again, I failed. My husband was much faster and was able to grab me by the legs, causing me to fall to the ground, hitting my forehead on the floor. I felt pain in my forehead, I tried to move my hands, but he had me pinned to the floor, on top of me.


    "Let me go! Let me go!" I shouted, kicking in vain.


    "I told you that you would pay for this. Don''t y with me. Do you like water?" His tone of voice was savage and altered. I refused to look at him, but my forehead hurt so much, so this time, I would ask for mercy.


    "I have a headache, I hit my head. Let me go."


    "No!"


    "Damn it!"


    "That mouth of yours!"


    "Go to hell!"


    "We''ll go together."


    I felt my body moving. He was carrying me over his shoulders. I didn''t know where he was taking me, but I had stopped fighting back. I felt dizzy.


    We entered the bathroom. Oh no! He was going to put me in the bathtub, but I couldn''t have been more wrong. He turned on the shower.


    "What are you doing?" It was the only thing I could articte. Within seconds, the cold water soaked my pajamas, clinging to my body like a second skin, but that wasn''t the worst part. Serkan was hugging me, getting himself soaked with me, with the only difference that he wasn''t wearing much clothing, just a pair of briefs.


    I blushed instantly, but neither of us could look away from each other. His eyes stripped my soul, his mere touch made me burn as if I were about to die.


    "Are you going to let me go or are you just going to stand there without saying anything, Serkan?" I nervously asked as the water continued to soak us.This is from N?velDrama.Org.


    "For what I want to do, I don''t need words," he replied.


    "What are you going to do? Are you going to kill me? Are you going to drown me?" I asked.


    "No, I will do something much better. You will fulfill your role as a wife, even though we already did thatst night," he said.


    "What?" And that''s all my body needed to react, his lips kissed mine, surrendering to the purest desire.


    We have been married for two months, neither of us could stand each other after that night. He never touched me again, his treatment became colder and more contemptuous, so we were both enemies living in the same hell. Today we would finally return home, the honeymoon trip didn''t sit well with me, I couldn''t stop vomiting, I hardly wanted to eat. He had noticed my condition, but he didn''t even bother to worry about me.


    Wended in the city, I still felt unwell, he couldn''t stop looking at me, it made me nervous.


    We were on our way to his house when he finally deigned to speak to me.


    "You''ll go to the doctor, you must have caught some virus, you look horrible. I refuse to get infected," he said.


    "Let''s sign the divorce papers and solve everything," I said without any enthusiasm, feeling terrible.


    "No, first you must give me a child."


    "What?"


    "Are you joking? I''d prefer death," I replied arrogantly and with a huge smile, which vanished from my face when I remembered that I hadn''t protected myself with either of the two men I had been with. One was my current husband, and the other was still a stranger.


    "What''s wrong?" he asked curiously.


    "Nothing," I replied, snapping out of my trance.


    We arrived at his luxurious apartment in the capital of the country, unfortunately, there was only one main bedroom and the maintenance staff''s room, so it was logical that I would sleep with him.


    "This is our room, I don''t want any tantrums. You''re my wife, so you will fulfill your role," he said.


    "You will never touch me again. We will sleep together, but to me, you''re nothing more than a needy man who has to pay for sex," I said.


    "And you''re just a whore who sells herself for tips and liquor."


    Hearing him say that made me explode, my hand pped his cheek, I could see his face burning with anger. He approached me like a wild animal and grabbed my wrists.


    "You will not touch me again."


    That was thest thing I heard, a deafening sound stunned my brain, my eyes lost their vision, everything turned dark. I could hear him calling my name from afar, but I couldn''t control myself anymore and lost consciousness.


    I opened my eyes and a white light blinded me, so I had to close them again, but an unfamiliar voice caught my attention.


    "Hello, Mrs. Ferner, I''m Dr. Lesters, your treating physician. Do you feel any pain?"


    He spoke to me while examining me.


    "What am I doing here?"


    "Your husband brought you here, you lost consciousness, but that''s normal in your condition."


    "In my condition?" I asked nervously.


    "Yes, Mrs. Ferner, you are pregnant. Congrattions."


    Oh my God! This can''t be happening.

 The call

    The doctor''s words echoed in my head, I couldn''t believe it, I had behaved like aplete irresponsible, now I would face the consequences, a child would ruin all my future ns, but above all, it exposed me as an easy woman, living a promiscuous life, sleeping with the highest bidder.


    "Mrs. Ferner, are you feeling alright?"


    The doctor''s voice interrupted my thoughts, so I looked at him intently. He wasn''t bad-looking, to tell the truth, he was quite handsome. "Pregnant? Are you sure?"


    "The test was done once, we don''t doubt the samples taken, they rarely fail, but we could do an ultrasound right now, I am a gynecologist." "No, I..."


    I couldn''t finish the sentence because my mboyant husband entered with his air of grandeur and dominance.


    "Pleasure to meet you, Zerkan Ferner. What''s wrong with my wife?" he asked with feigned concern, or at least that''s what it seemed to me.


    "I was just telling Mrs. Ferner that we could..."


    I interrupted, trying to appear calm. I didn''t want Zerkan to know about my condition, I needed to clear my mind and figure out what would happen next. I wasn''t sure if he was the father, I hadn''t been careful with that man.


    "The doctor was telling me that if I wanted, I could stay for a few more days, but it''s just a cold, some virus I caught on our honeymoon," I was quite nervous. I looked at the doctor with pleading eyes, begging him not to reveal anything. "That''s right, Mr. Ferner, I don''t think your wife needs to stay any longer, but I would ask her toe to my office next week. We need to repeat the tests to see if the virus is still in her system."


    I sighed with relief. "Zerkan, I want to leave."


    "Perfect, but just so you know, we are leaving because the doctor rmends it, not because you said so."


    "I couldn''t care less about your opinion, Ferner. I am your wife, not your puppet. If I wanted to, I could stay here for a year, I could even marry the doctor." The doctor smiled, which provoked a strange reaction from my husband.This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    "I''ll wait for you in the car. I believe you can manage on your own." He walked away, releasing the breath I didn''t know I had been holding. I had just found out that I was going to be a mother, I didn''t even know if I would keep the baby. I was too nervous. I tried to get up from the bed, but I did it so quickly that dizziness took over and I lost my bnce. Luckily, the doctor was still in the room.


    "Actually, I think you should stay," the doctormented while holding onto my arm.


    "No, I would like to go home. And thank you for not saying anything, I want to find the right moment to tell him."


    "Don''t worry, Mrs. Ferner. I respect doctor-patient confidentiality, but I''ll give you my card. I''ll see you in my office next week. Good luck."


    After saying goodbye, I quickly changed clothes. I didn''t want to keep Zerkan waiting. I wanted to go home and take a long bath. My head was about to explode.


    We arrived home and neither of us said anything. After a long bath, I decided to continue ignoring my husband. In the end, we weren''t a real couple.


    The days continued to pass quickly. Zerkan forced me to apany him for breakfast, but I didn''t eat a thing. My appetite had abandoned me and it was driving him crazy. In the few days we shared space, I noticed that he wasn''t as tough as he pretended to be. He cared if I ate and if everything was in order.


    Today, like every other morning, he was in the bathroom. It was five in the morning, for me, this was even earlier, but I had gotten used to apanying him for breakfast.


    I got out of bed, waiting for him toe out of the bathroom, but I was immensely surprised when he did. He waspletely naked, water running down his body. I looked at him from head to toe, wondering what he was trying to do. "Zerkan..."


    I could barelyplete his name when he approached me like a hungry wolf, grabbing me by the neck and smashing his mouth onto mine. At first, I didn''t respond to the kiss due to the shock, but my body heated up almost immediately, so I let him devour my mouth.


    "I can''t hold back anymore. Your scent is everywhere, seeing you sleep drives me crazy. I know something is bothering you, you barely eat anything, you''re losing weight, and your eyes are sad. I know I''m despicable for having these desires to possess you, to make you mine, but you''re like a drug to me. I want more and more of you."


    "Zerkan..."


    "Don''t say anything, let me drown in you, taste you. I''m going crazy."


    I didn''t say anything more, I brought my body closer, inviting him to possess it. He grabbed my hips while my legs wrapped around his waist. My body pressed against the wall as he bit my neck, kissed my lips, massaged my entire body. A moan escaped my lips, I was lost.


    "God! You''re so sensual and all mine."


    "Zerkan..."


    "My name in your mouth drives me crazy. Repeat it, better yet, shout it. When I''m inside you, I want you to scream my name once and a thousand times, to know who your owner is."


    I felt him enter me with desire and fervor. I arched with pleasure. I wasn''t sure if it was because of the pregnancy or if I simply enjoyed sex with him, but I wanted to please him, to not stop until I felt satisfied.


    I couldn''t describe everything he did to me, it was enough to say that he kissed me until we were both breathless. When he was inside me, he was relentless, delightful, loving yet possessing me like a demon looking for souls to devour. We went downstairs for breakfast like two loving spouses. His hand was intertwined with mine until a call changed everything.


    "I want things to stay as they are. I enjoy sharing my bed with you, we both know what we are and have, there''s no need toplicate things, it''s just sex."


    "Excuse me? I''m not your temporary harlot," I replied, annoyed. I should''ve never fallen into his game, everything was wrong from the beginning. "You''re my wife, which is worse."


    "Go to hell. Unfortunately, I''m married to you, but soon I''ll be able to file for divorce."


    Heughed heartily. "Sure, in about ten years, and after having an heir," he looked at me intently, "Didn''t you read the agreement?"


    "No, my father deceived me," I replied, embarrassed.


    "Well, you should have read it."


    I was about to respond when his phone rang. He answered the call, and I swear his face turned various colors. First, he was pale, then blue, and finally red. I was a hundred percent sure that I was the cause of his anger, something in that call was getting me into trouble.

 Help

    I didn''t know at what moment the call had ended, but I realized because his phone flew over my head and crashed into the wall. "What''s happening?" I asked, scared. I had to be honest, his face was pure terror.


    "You..."


    He screamed like a madman, pulling at his hair. His face was red like a tomato and his eyes were popping out of his sockets. What had they told him? Could it be that? No. No, that wasn''t possible. No one knew.


    "You, you''re a liar, a climber like your father. I should have let you die in that bar that night. You orchestrated this whole n with your damn father. How long did you n on hiding it from me? Acting innocent all this time?" "But what are you talking about?" I asked nervously. I was nothing like my father, he was wrong about that.


    "You''re pregnant. You did it on purpose. You tricked me."


    Everything happened in slow motion. In a matter of seconds, the ss went through my head, the table was smashed, his hands were bleeding, and he kept screaming in othernguages. Upon his usation, all I could do was cry. For the first time in my life, I was crying, showing my weakness.


    "Don''t cry. I don''t believe your crocodile tears. You''re a soulless woman."


    "I didn''t ask for this. You weren''t very responsible either. You should have used a condom. It''s not just my fault, but of course, as a woman, I bear all the me. You have no shame. You''re a damn emotionless robot."


    Those words did something to him because he lost the little sanity he had left. He mmed my body against the wall, holding me by the throat. The air was leaving me, and tears kept streaming down my cheeks. I tried to defend myself by scratching his face, but he wouldn''t let go.


    "You''re hurting me. I can''t breathe. Let me go," I struggled to say, but he had lost his sanity.


    "Let her go!"


    An unfamiliar voice filled the room. In seconds, Zerkan''s body rolled on the floor with the stranger. They became a massive ball of muscles and punches. The service staff didn''t hesitate to interfere, separating them. It was then that I realized that the one fighting with my husband, or rather my attacker, was the doctor from the hospital.


    "You''re not a real man. How dare you hit your wife. I knew something was wrong when she hid the arrival of the baby from you," the doctor shouted. I still didn''t know his name, or at least I couldn''t remember it. "This is none of your business. Who let you in? This is my house and my wife. I can do whatever I want. You''ll pay for this."


    "Do whatever you want. I''m not afraid of you. Right now, I''m taking Samantha with me."


    "You''re crazy if you think you''re taking her."


    "Challenge me and see."


    Both men looked at each other defiantly, talking about me as if I weren''t present or capable of making decisions.


    "That''s enough! Don''t talk about me as if I''m not here or incapable of making decisions. You," I shouted, addressing Zerkan, "are the most despicable being on this, but you''ll pay dearly. You''ll regret all of this." "I... I didn''t know how to react."


    I could see the remorse on his face, but what he had done to me wasn''t something that could be easily forgiven. However, the one to me for all of this was my father. He had set a trap for me, throwing me to the lions. "Shut up! You have no excuse. I''ll leave with the doctor. I need to be treated. We''ll talkter when you''re calmer. I want a divorce."


    "You know you can''t divorce. We''ll talkter. We don''t need an audience."


    "Go to hell!"


    "Samantha..."This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    I didn''t care about his warning tone. I took the doctor''s hand and we left my prison.


    Luckily, the doctor had his own car. We were on our way to somewhere, and neither of us said a word.

 A whirlwind

    As I was on my way to I don''t know where, my mind was in turmoil. How had I gotten to this point? What kind of sin was I paying for? I always believed in the love of family and the ideology of a mother''s love, and I even thought that my mother would give her life for me, but I was mistaken. I had gotten myself into this mess thanks to my father. He had made my life a living hell. I wanted to distance myself from them, but not in this way. Sold to the highest bidder for a few coins. My father wasn''t Judas, and of course, I wasn''t Christ.


    Every misspoken word, every blow, had marked my life. I didn''t hate him, or maybe I did. The truth was that I felt a strange sensation towards the man I thought was my father, and, of course, my mother also fit into that package. For not defending me, for making me feel so insignificant, so out of ce, for allowing abuse, insults towards me, for staying silent, for a multitude of other things.


    I was married to a man I didn''t want, carrying the fruit of my immaturity in my womb, but was it his fault? I was the one who acted so irresponsibly. Now I had to pay the consequences of my actions. Life is a boomerang, it alwayses back. The car stopped, bringing me out of my thoughts. I looked out the window and saw that we had arrived at a very luxurious apartmentplex.


    The door opened, and a hand was extended towards me.


    "Come, please," the doctor said as he helped me out of the car. "I won''t hurt you, I believe you know that."


    "I..." I began.


    "Sam, please, let me help you. You''re hurt and pregnant. Have a cup of tea, and if you want to leave afterwards, I''ll understand."


    I didn''t say anything else and took his hand. We walked in silence, and by the time we reached his floor, I feltpletely exhausted. My mind was a pool of thoughts.


    "Sorry for the mess, I never have time for anything. I''m always at the hospital. Please, have a seat. I''ll go get the first aid kit."


    I didn''t respond, my tongue had been eaten by mice. I started to inspect the ce with my eyes.


    The apartment was small but cozy, with simple furniture and some paintings on the walls. There were books and magazines piled up on a nearby table and a small kitchen in one corner. Everything indicated that the doctor didn''t spend much time at home.This is from N?velDrama.Org.


    He returned with a first aid kit in his hands and sat down in front of me. He stared at me for a few seconds before speaking.


    "Sam, I know you''re confused and scared right now," he said gently. "But I want to help you. You don''t have to stay here if you don''t want to, but let me take care of you and your baby at least for tonight."


    I couldn''t help but feel vulnerable to his words and the concern on his face. I had no one else to trust in that moment, and although I was filled with distrust, something in his eyes made me believe that maybe I could find somefort there. "Okay," I muttered finally. "I''ll stay for tonight, but tomorrow morning I want to leave."


    The doctor nodded understandingly and began to treat my wounds. The process was silent, interrupted only by his breathing and the sound of running water. We didn''t speak during that time, and although my mind was still filled with questions and doubts, I felt a certain calmness in his presence.


    After he finished treating my wounds, the doctor offered me a cup of hot tea and sat with me while I drank it. We didn''t exchange many words, but his simplepany wasforting.


    "Sam, forgive me if I''m intruding in your life, but I feel a certain connection with you. I don''t want you to think I''m a stalker or anything like that. It''s something I can''t exin. I want to ask you some things, but I don''t know if it would be too invasive."


    I looked at him for a moment, thinking that I might be able to answer some questions.


    "Ask whatever you want, I owe you."


    "You don''t owe me anything, and you know it," he sighed tiredly. "Why do you allow him to abuse you?"


    "It''s a long story, and I don''t want to talk about it right now. My life is a mess. I was sold like a piece of meat or an animal for ughter. I never dreamed of getting married or bing a mother. I wanted different things, but I made mistakes, and now I have to pay for them."


    "I want to help you," he confessed sincerely.


    But I couldn''t respond. In the end, my eyes became heavy, and I felt exhaustion overpowering me. He showed me a room where I could rest. Iid down on the bed and let sleep take over me, promising myself that tomorrow, I would find a way out of this situation. I would take the bull by the horns, or it would take me.


    Although my mind was still filled with confusion and pain, there was also a glimmer of hope in my heart. Maybe I had found someone who, even for a short time, could ease my pain and give me some peace, help me get through all this. With that thought in mind, I immersed myself in a restful sleep, ready to face the new day with courage and determination.

 That smile

    I waspletely rxed, this bed was soft, warm, it felt like being in the best ce in the world, my body feltfortable.


    I wanted to keep sleeping, rest a little longer, but a voice interrupted my rest. I slowly opened my eyes to adjust to the brightness until I was awake enough to see him.


    "Samantha, please,e back home. I promise we''ll talk and find a solution."


    "Serkan... What are you doing here?" I asked, astonished.


    He was about to answer when a voice interrupted us.


    "What the hell are you doing in my house? I didn''t let you in," shouted the doctor, who looked annoyed and surprised.


    "I came for my wife, and that''s exactly what I''m going to do. If you know what''s good for you, get out of my way."


    "And if I don''t?"


    Serkan didn''t answer, he just smiled maliciously as he picked me up from the bed, leaving me surprised.


    "Let me go!" I shouted, still taken aback.


    "No, you and I are going to our house, as newlyweds, and you," he said as he pointed at the poor doctor, "will disappear from our lives. I don''t want you near my wife, because I swear you''ll pay for it." With that, we left the apartment. Thest thing I saw was my savior with an angry look for not being able to rescue me once again.


    "Let go of me, damn it! I can walk, don''t be insolent," I yelled as I kicked my legs.


    "You''ll hurt the baby, and that''s not what we want. Behave, we''ll talk at home."


    I was left speechless. He had mentioned the baby and didn''t even flinch or lose his temper.This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    We arrived at the car, and his driver was waiting for us. He lifted me into the car without saying a word, but I was very nervous, and when that happened, I couldn''t stop talking or, in this case, fall silent. The tension in the room became evident as I tried to understand the situation and find the courage to confront Serkan.


    "Serkan, I don''t understand what''s happening. Why are you acting like this? Why did you take me out of the apartment and bring me here against my will? You can''t just make decisions for me."


    "Samantha, I know this is difficult to ept, but it''s for our own good and the baby''s. I can''t let that doctor get close to you again. I don''t trust him, and I don''t want you in danger. I know I didn''t handle it the best way, but it''s all your fault." "I don''t care what you believe, Serkan. You can''t make decisions like this, let alone threatening other people. I can''t let you get away with this, I want you to stop the car."


    "In your dreams," he sarcastically replied.


    "If you don''t stop the car, I''ll jump," I angrily yelled.


    "That''s enough!" he shouted, losing control. "Don''t make me lose my patience. I paid a lot of money for you, or have you forgotten that you agreed to it? I made the mistake of sleeping with you, and now we have a problem on the way. We need to resolve it, and then you can die if you want. You mean very little to me."


    "You''re scum, just like my father," I answered, furious. I wouldn''t let myself be humiliated anymore.


    "You have to understand, Samantha, that I take care of my money and I only want to protect you. I worry about you and our baby. I can''t let the doctor interfere in our lives, nor in my ns. You''re a good investment."


    "We can resolve this peacefully and calmly through conversation. But you can''t force me to do something I don''t want to do. I can''t just erase someone from my life because you say so. I know this is a marriage that cost you money, but I don''t want to be here. I can pay you."


    The tension continued to grow between us as neither of us would stop fighting to make our positions clear.


    "With what will you pay me? You don''t have a penny, that''s why we''re in this mess."


    "I didn''t ask for your help," I replied, looking directly into his eyes.


    "And I didn''t force you to sign that agreement. It was you who changed everything for money."


    We arrived at his house, and I felt ashamed. What would the employees say? They had all witnessed the spectacle of that night.


    Serkan took me to his office, it seemed as if he were dragging me, but that wasn''t the case. We were both walking very fast. I wanted to free myself from his grip, and he wanted to resolve everything.


    We entered his beautiful home office, which perfectly matched his appearance - pristine, sophisticated, elegant.


    "Let''s rify this once and for all," he said as he poured himself a ss of brown liquid.


    "It''s not your child, you can rx," I lied. The truth was, I didn''t know who the father was.


    His head turned abruptly to look at me, mes emanating from his eyes.


    "What do you mean?" he asked as he approached me.


    "I slept with someone else before we got married, so I don''t know if it''s yours or his, but I suppose it''s from that unknown man because I didn''t see his face. I met him at the bar where I saw you."


    "Damn it!" he shouted as he threw the ss. "You don''t even know who it is. I thought you were different, I didn''t think you were so stupid. I want you to have the child, no one has to know it''s not mine. Besides, I''ll pay you to have it. I need it for my ns."


    "What do you mean?" I was confused. Was he buying the baby?


    "I''m going to receive an inheritance, and having a family was a requirement. You made it easier for me. I''m more at ease knowing it doesn''t have my blood. I''ll pay you, I''ll receive my inheritance, and you''ll disappear. That''s what you want in the end, but you''ll do everything as I order."


    "I''m not a rag doll. If I ept this, I have conditions. After you get what you want, I want a divorce, money, and I never want to cross paths with you again."


    He looked at me and smiled with those perfect teeth that would melt anyone, but in my case, it disgusted me. I waspletely sure of that. I couldn''t stand the way Serkan treated me, manipting me. I couldn''t live like this, and if he really was going to buy me to have the baby as part of his ns, then I had to take advantage of that opportunity to free myself from him once and for all. No matter how much money he offered me, my freedom and happiness were priceless. I wouldn''t stay with him, not even for all the gold in the world. It was impossible for me to fall in love with him. Was I really sure of that?

 My wife!

    After reaching an agreement, he abandoned me. It had been five days without seeing him, and the truth is that I didn''t miss him. I didn''t understand why I was counting the days of his absence, my brain was obsessed with keeping track. I had decided to leave my old world behind, my beloved flower shop, my dream of bing andscape architect. I was starting from scratch, the only thing that really mattered to me was getting out of this prison, leaving this man behind and getting lost far away.


    It had been two weeks since I found out I was pregnant. I needed to make sure everything was going well, so I searched on the inte and found the number of the best gynecologist in the country, Maricel Beron. We had scheduled an appointment for two o''clock in the afternoon, and the mansion''s chauffeur would take me there. Thank God I was not forbidden from leaving.


    I hadn''t heard from Omer, the doctor who had helped me. I hoped he was alright.


    I decided to wear afortable summer dress. I didn''t want to wear too much clothes, as I knew I would have to undress for the examination. I tied my hair back in a ponytail and looked at my reflection in the mirror. I was paler than usual, which intensified the red color of my hair, red like hell.


    When I was ready, I called Alfredo, the chauffeur. He looked at me without any expression, only opening his mouth to ask for the address.


    "Where are we going, ma''am?"


    "Take me to Brigham and Women''s Hospital," I indicated without greeting him. The truth was, the man didn''t even look at me.


    He didn''t say anything and drove through the city in silence. My gaze was lost in thendscape until a voice snapped me out of my daydream. "Ma''am, we have arrived."


    I looked at the ce, it was an imposing building. From what I had read, it was one of the best. If Serkan wanted this child, he would have to pay for its well-being. I checked my wallet and took out the ck card he had given me when we got married.This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    The chauffeur helped me out of the car, like a princess. If I weren''t so sad, I would allow myself to enjoy the luxuries, but this was just the facade where my buyer had me.


    "I will take a bit longer, you can leave. I will call you," I said.


    "As you wish, ma''am."


    I entered the building and the receptionist pointed me in the right direction. I was on the 8th floor and there was no one else around. It seemed that each patient had their own appointment time, and this was mine.


    I walked confidently towards the secretary''s desk.


    "Good afternoon, I have an appointment with the doctor," I said, feeling a bit nervous. I never thought I would experience this moment alone and under these circumstances. I didn''t even know who the father of the child was. "Tell me your name, please," she replied.


    "Samantha Ferner."


    "Wait a moment, please take a seat."


    I watched her disappear into the office. Not even the sound of a fly could be heard, everything was a little eerie. The minutes felt like eternity, until she finally came out.


    "Go on in, the doctor is waiting for you."


    I would be lying if I said I wasn''t terrified. My legs were shaking, but I had gotten myself into this situation alone, so I had to face the consequences as well. I walked into the office and opened the door. At first, I thought I was seeing things, but then it was confirmed.


    "You''rete, dear wife," his voice settled in my stomach, as if I had eaten an elephant. I felt like throwing up, and the world was shifting beneath my feet.


    I felt my body being caught by strong arms, and the scent of his perfume enveloped me, reminding me of the first time we were together, that night at the club.


    "Darling, are you alright?" he asked in a concerned tone.


    Damn liar!


    "Excuse me, I just felt dizzy. What are you doing here?" I asked, disguising my anger.


    "I left the office early, I wanted to surprise you. Dr. Beron is lovely."


    I fixed my gaze on the doctor, who smiled confidently.


    "Good afternoon, doctor!" I greeted as Serkan let go of me.


    "Good afternoon, Mrs. Ferner. If you still feel unwell, you can take a seat. If not, you can go and change. My secretary exined the process to you before you came. Your husband is also aware, so he could help you. Feel free to do as you wish."


    I looked at her hesitantly, and then at him. He seemed calm.


    "I''ll help you, darling. Let''s go," he guided me to the bathroom.


    "I can do it alone," I said angrily.


    "I know you can, but I want to help. The truth is, I have to take care of my child."


    I looked at him furiously and ripped the gown from his hands.


    "Leave, I''ll dress myself."


    "No, ma''am. I already said I would help you. Don''t force me to misbehave."


    I decided not to fight him anymore and took off my dress. I let him help me put on the gown, but there was something in his eyes that made me nervous.


    "Stop looking at me like that."


    "Anyone would think you''re ashamed."


    I looked at him with the desire to kill him and walked out of the room.


    "I''m ready, doctor. What else do I need to do?"


    "Follow me this way. We will see your baby. ording to the information you provided, you should be one or two months along, so we will do a transvaginal ultrasound."


    I settled on the examination table and followed the doctor''s instructions. I felt a little difort, but tried to stay calm. The screen lit up and I could see the image of my little baby.


    "Here''s your baby," the doctor said with a smile.


    I looked at the screen with excitement and astonishment. It was incredible to see how much my little being had grown in such a short time. I felt a mixture of happiness and sadness at the same time. Happiness to see my son or daughter healthy and growing, but sadness for the situation I found myself in.


    "It looks good, doesn''t it, darling?" Serkan said as he took my hand, genuinely excited.


    I nodded with a slight smile. Despite everything, I couldn''t deny that this little being was a part of me and filled me with love. No matter the circumstances, I would take care of him or her.


    The doctor continued with the examination, making sure there were noplications. Serkan was attentive to every movement. His eyes widened in astonishment when we heard the sound of our baby''s heartbeat, letting us know it was real and there.


    After the check-up, the doctor prescribed some vitamins and gave me some rmendations for a healthy pregnancy.


    When the appointment was over, I left the office with Serkan by my side. We both remained silent as we walked towards the car. I didn''t know what to expect from him at this moment, but I knew I didn''t want to continue living in this emotional prison.


    "Samantha, I have something to tell you," Serkan said in a serious tone.


    I looked at him with curiosity and a little fear, as I could expect anything from this man.


    "I have thought a lot about everything that has happened and how I have treated you. I can''t change the past, but I want to do things right from now on. I want to be a good father to our child and I want to be a part of your life."


    I looked at him not knowing what to say. Despite everything that had happened, I couldn''t deny that Serkan could be this child''s father. But I couldn''t forget all the pain he had caused me.


    -I need time, Serkan. I can''t promise you anything right now. But I can assure you that I will do my best for the baby, because whether you want to assume it or not, there is a chance that it might not be yours.


    Serkan looked at me with understanding and nodded, but just as I was about to say something his face changed, he stared behind me.


    -You were going to meet him here," he shouted angrily as he grabbed my arm.


    -What are you talking about? Let go of me," I answered as I tried to turn around to see what was going on, but it wasn''t necessary.


    -He told you to let go, you are deaf, you always have to hurt her," shouted Omer while he punched Serkan, who let go of me to dodge the attack.


    -Don''t interfere, she''s my wife," he said while looking at me with hatred, "Were you going to meet him? You are a fake, a woman of the bad life, with you you can''t let your guard down, traitor.


    I didn''t know how to answer, I didn''t have time to defend myself, because the only thing I saw was a ball of arms and blows, I wouldn''t stay to see this disaster, I ran out of the ce.

 A coward

    I know everyone will think I am a coward, but I didn''t want any trouble. I was tired of those pointless arguments. Well, maybe it''s my fault. I shouldn''t have gone with Omer that night, but I was afraid for my life. Serkan had lost his mind. I ran far away from the gynecological clinic, leaving the problem behind in that ce. I walked aimlessly through the city, and somehow my feet led me to a baby clothing store.


    I didn''t hesitate for a second and went inside. A blonde girl attended to me.


    "Good afternoon, miss. How can I help you?"


    "I''m just browsing, thank you."


    I walked through the aisles and entered the girls'' section. A beautiful golden dress withce and delicate gemstones caught my attention. It was truly exquisite. Although I didn''t know the gender of my baby, the urge to buy it was oveing me. I looked at it for a few more seconds and made up my mind.


    "Miss, I changed my mind. Could you show me this little dress?" The woman smiled and approached me.


    "This is a designer dress, size zero for a newborn. Ites with rhinestone-encrusted shoes and a beautiful matching bow. The price is a bit high, but I assure you it''s worth every penny," she said as she handed me the dress. I smiled excitedly, but my smile disappeared upon hearing that voice.


    "Daughter, are you pregnant?"


    My body tensed, my smile vanished, and I looked up from the dress to see my mother, who was both surprised and excited. The truth is, I hadn''t seen her since I got married. I had decided to forget my previous life, but destiny kept bringing everything back.


    "Mom!"


    "Are you pregnant? Wait until your father finds out. He''ll be thrilled," she asked again, getting closer to me.


    "Don''t you dare say anything," I said, looking at her coldly. "I''m not pregnant. It''s a gift for a business partner."


    "I thought I would be a grandmother."


    Sadness reflected on her face. Damn it! Why did these things have to happen to me? It''s not like my pregnancy is a state secret, but I wanted to keep it hidden from my family. I had enough with Serkan. "Miss, you can charge it," I handed her the credit card and turned to my mother. "Don''t get your hopes up, Mom. I''m not pregnant, and even if I were, you would be thest to know. You''re dead to me."


    I took my card and the small package, then left the store. I needed to get away from my mom. I walked aimlessly until it got dark. Meeting my mother had created havoc in my mood. By the time I realized it, I was walking through a dark alley. I wanted to turn around and go back, but I didn''t know where I was. How the hell did I walk so much? I tried to retrace my steps, but a man stood in my way.


    "Why in such a hurry, doll?"


    "I''m not alone," I said fearfully, trying to sound confident. "My security is close by. I''m just waiting for a friend."


    "Liar! Come and enjoy this night with me."


    The man wasn''t bad-looking, but his eyes were filled with fear. He walked resolutely toward me, holding a knife in his hands. This would be the end for me. "Please, don''t hurt me," I begged on the verge of copsing.


    "Calm down, doll. It won''t hurt."


    I closed my eyes in fear. I never thought I would die like this, especially with my little one growing inside me.


    "If you touch a hair on my wife, I swear I''ll kill you. So, don''t tempt me because I won''t hesitate to tear you apart."


    I opened my eyes and saw him. There was my handsome, dominant husband, his face expressionless.


    "Serkan," I whispered, paralyzed.


    "Get in the car."


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    I tried to ask how he had found me, but I guess it wasn''t the right moment.


    "Damn it! For once in your life, do as you''re told. Get in the car."


    He didn''t look at me. His eyes were fixed on that man. Without a second thought, I ran and got in the car. Alfredo, the driver, was inside.


    The car started moving.


    "Wait! You can''t leave Serkan behind."


    Alfredo looked at me angrily. I knew I was being reckless.


    "Don''t worry about the boss. He can take care of himself."


    No one said a word on the way home. My mind was on Serkan, and the driver remained silent, seemingly mad at me. When we arrived, he helped me get out of the car but still wouldn''t speak to me.


    I locked myself in the room, then took a quick shower. I was nervous, unable to control myself. I searched in my bag and took out the dress. I also checked my phone. There were over fifty missed calls from Serkan and about twenty from an unknown number. But strangely enough, my phone was always on silent mode.

 nervous

    My hands were trembling, I was nervous, I wasn''t afraid of Serkan, I didn''t want anything to happen to him, for that man to end his life, I didn''t understand why I developed these feelings when he treated me terribly.


    I removed the towel and searched in the closet, needless to say it was bigger than the room itself, his scent was infused in his shirts, I approached and brought one of the garments to my nose, that scent made me feel butterflies. Stupid butterflies!


    "I would kill again just to see you naked, in my room, smelling my clothes."


    His voice resonated throughout the ce, I jumped in fright.


    "What are you doing here?" I asked, staring at him, his shirt was stained with blood, his lip was split, and his hair was disheveled.


    "Seeing my beautiful wife, who runs away from her husband, and on top of that has an affair with some fourth-rate jerk," he said while trying to control himself, his fists were clenched, with his knuckles destroyed.


    "I don''t have any affair!" I shouted to defend myself.


    "Get dressed, we have a pending conversation."


    Having said that, he left the closet leaving me dumbfounded. I took his shirt, put it on and went to look for some underwear.


    I finished getting dressed and went to meet him. He was sitting on the bed, with the baby dress he had bought.


    "Do you want me to be a little girl?" he asked, his gaze fixed on the garment.Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    I said nothing, I remained silent. What could I say to him?


    "Talk to me! You don''t want to talk to me, but you''re dying to talk to that damn guy," he said as he got up from the bed and walked towards me, but I wouldn''t let him walk all over me. "You are..."


    But I couldn''t finish the sentence because within seconds I was pressed against the bed, his mouth devouring mine. At first, I didn''t respond, but his minty and alcoholic taste intoxicated me, his perfume had me captivated, so I kissed him, I truly kissed him, passionately, desperately, wishing he would touch me. I could still remember his touch from that night.


    "You''re so beautiful, such a pity that you''re so cruel, calcting. I want to possess you, make you mine, satisfy myself with you."


    I looked at him, his eyes tried to hide his feelings. He looked at me with hatred, desire. I didn''t know which one was stronger. What was I being used of? "I''m not what you think, you''re wrong."


    He was still on top of me, he began kissing my neck while his experienced hands knew where to touch to make me feel.


    "Serkan..."


    "Just enjoy it, let me taste you, I need you. Let me give you what you don''t deserve."


    I didn''t refuse. I wanted this, I needed it. My hormones were going crazy, I didn''t know what I was talking about, but right now, I didn''t need exnations.


    In a matter of seconds, we were both undressed and he was halfway dressed. I helped him take off the rest of his clothes. He kissed me again, there wasn''t a part of my body that his mouth didn''t touch. I felt like I was in heaven, this was exactly what I wanted.


    I couldn''t describe everything he did to me. Suffice it to say that he kissed me until oblivion, I touched the sky and at the same time burned in the mes of his skin. It was like my own personal hell.


    He hadplete control over my body, soul, and mind the whole time, even when I positioned myself on top, it was he who set the rhythm. His thrusts were strong but always seeking my pleasure. He was attentive and even loving. He was fighting an internal battle with his feelings and I was trying not to lose the battle, although I think I had already lost.


    The sound of the shower woke me up from my sleep. When I was fully awake, Serkan came out of the bathroom. I got up wrapped in the sheet and ran into his arms.


    Arms that didn''t receive me. I wanted to ce my hands on his beautiful chest, but he firmly took my wrists.


    "Don''t get confused, Samantha. What happenedst night was a release for me. I needed sex and that''s what I sought. You''re nothing more than a piece of meat I want to use. You''re my wife, you must serve some purpose. Please take a shower and get dressed, you must apany me to my parents'' house."


    Having said that, he left the room as if nothing had happened to retrieve his clothes. When he came out dressed and groomed, I was still in the same ce where he had left me. My heart was broken, but my ego waspletely wounded. He left the room, and that''s when I allowed myself to exhale the breath I had been holding. I entered the shower and sat on the floor. I had been foolish, I shouldn''t have allowed him to use me like that. My dreams and my life hade to an end. Tears mixed with the water running from my head to my feet.


    There was nothing in the world that hurt more than a man hurting your feelings and your ego. He had treated me like a woman of ill repute, but the worst part was that it was I who gave him the power to destroy me in a single night. I got up from the floor with determination, I would remove his damn scent from my skin, try to erase his caresses, his kisses. I didn''t want anything to remind me of him, although that would be difficult since the devil was sleeping with me. He was the one who upied half of my bed.

 I would go on my way

    Despite the sadness and pain, I promised myself that I wouldn''t let Serkan destroy me. I got out of the shower and dressed with determination, erasing any trace of his presence on my skin. I wasn''t going to let his disrespectful treatment and hurtful words define me.


    I left the room and headed to his parents'' house without saying a word. During the journey, my mind filled with contradictory thoughts and emotions. I was hurt by the way he had treated me, but I also felt confused by my own desire for him. How could I still feel attracted to someone who treated me like that?


    Upon reaching his parents'' house, I mentally prepared myself to face any derogatoryment or contemptuous attitude from Serkan. I was determined to show him that I wasn''t as weak as he thought.


    The visit unfolded amidst tensions and reproachful nces from Serkan. I, on the other hand, tried to maintainposure and make it clear that I wouldn''t let myself be humiliated.


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    "I''ll apany you," he offered, trying to get up but his father was faster.


    "Leave her, you and I need to have a conversation."


    I didn''t want to stay and witness their looks. I walked straight to the bathroom, but the house was huge and nobody had exined to me where it was, so I walked and walked until I could hear a heated conversation throughout the ce.


    "I thought you would be smarter, Serkan. Getting her pregnant wasn''t in the ns, you should''ve just married her to prove to your grandfather that you can handle the empire. Now you have to take care of that bastard." "I''m going to pretend I didn''t hear you. I want you to respect my wife and my child from now on, whether you like it or not, they''re mine."


    "I can''t believe you''re making this impulsive decision, Serkan. You can''t let an illegitimate child ruin our whole family and our ns. We''ve already discussed this, marriage with Cansu is what''s best for our empire and our social standing." "But father, don''t you understand that love is also important in life? I can''t deny what I feel for Sam and I''m not willing to abandon her now that she''s expecting my child. I''ll be a good husband and a good father, and I''ll do everything I can to ensure they have everything they need."


    "Serkan, this is madness. You can''t let your feelings blind you like this. You have much bigger responsibilities to attend to. You''re meant to lead our empire and we need a suitable partner for you, someone from our same social ss and education."


    "I don''t care about social ss or education, father. I only care about love and happiness. Sam is a wonderful woman and I''m willing to fight for her, no matter what others say. I''ve realized that the empire can''t be my only priority in life." The conversation continued, but I couldn''t hear more. I felt dazed and confused. What did all this mean? Had Serkan defended me? Did he not hate me? Fight for me? What the hell!


    I decided to return to the living room and wait until everything calmed down. I needed time to process all this information and decide what was best for me and my child. I wouldn''t let others'' opinions control me, but I also knew that the decisions I made would have an impact on our lives.


    I took a deep breath and promised myself that I would follow my heart no matter the consequences, but I wouldn''t trust him, or his words. He knew how to lie, he was a good actor. I still hadn''t forgotten what happened the night before, he was a monster.


    A few minutester, we returned to the main hall where his mother wouldn''t stop talking while I remained silent.


    "We''re leaving," he said, taking hold of my hands.


    "Serkan, wait," his mother spoke.


    "No, not this time. Leave all the perfect mother bullshit behind because it doesn''t suit you. See you."


    He guided me straight to the car, the driver was already waiting for us.


    On the way back home, we both remained silent until he opened his big mouth.


    "I know you heard everything, and I''ll tell you one thing, don''t even dream that it''s true. I''m not a man of hearts or feelings, I had to pretend. Just know that you mean nothing to me, not even that child, it''s just a tool for a purpose."


    I stared at him, unable to articte a word. His cold and ruthless attitude left me speechless. How could he be so cruel after what I had just heard? I felt betrayed once again, but this time it was different. I wouldn''t allow his words to affect me. I promised myself that I wouldn''t let his maniption and mind games destroy me.


    I looked him straight in the eyes and responded with determination:


    "Maybe I don''t mean anything to you, but love and happiness mean something to me. I won''t let you y with my emotions or those of our child. I promise you that I will find a way to protect my child and distance myself from you." His face tensed for a moment, but then it rxed and he responded with a smirk of superiority:


    "Do whatever you want, but don''t expect me to make it easy for you. I won''t let you go so easily, Sam. You''re my wife, and I paid for you."


    I knew it would be a difficult battle, but I was willing to fight for our freedom and happiness. I promised myself that I wouldn''t let Serkan manipte and hurt me anymore. Despite all the pain and confusion, I was clear that I deserved something better than this. I deserved love, respect, and happiness.


    I would continue on my path, erasing any trace of his presence on my skin and in my life. I wouldn''t let his disrespectful treatment and hurtful words define me. I would wake up every day with determination and move forward, believing in myself and my ability to find true love and happiness. Despite everything, I knew that I deserved something better.

 A battle

    I didn''t understand Serkan, with me he was a ruthless animal, but what he had said to his father left me with two options: either he was a very good actor or all of this had a deeper meaning. When we parked at our house, illogical but true, it was our house, I didn''t even wait for the car to stop before opening the door. I ran out, hearing the shouts of my buyer, I wouldn''t stop, I knew my behavior was irresponsible, but I didn''t want to be with that blue-eyed demon.


    I entered the house like a hurricane, didn''t even bother to answer the greetings of the housekeeper. I was about to go up the stairs when the world started to spin around me. I wanted to hold on, but I lost awareness of everything around me. Thest thing I saw was Serkan''s body running towards me.Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    My head was pounding, I wanted to open my eyes, really, but sleep was taking over them. My eyelids felt heavy, all I could do was listen to his voice, together with another, trying to concentrate to know what they were talking about. "Is the baby okay?" my beloved torment asked.


    "Yes, Mr. Serkan, thedy and the child are fine for now. I think it would be prudent for her to make an appointment with her guiding doctor. She is severely underweight, her skin color indicates anemia, of course, we must perform further tests, but it seems evident at first nce."


    I let sleep take over again. I had been irresponsible, I hadn''t eaten enough these past few days, and I also forgot to take the vitamins and other medications prescribed by Dr. Ber¨®n. Yes, it was official, I was the mother of the irresponsible. When I woke up, I felt warm andfortable. Something was surrounding my body, and I didn''t want to move until I knew what it was. But my surprise was enormous when I discovered that the one embracing me was my husband, that demon who tormented me.


    "Serkan..."


    "Sorry, I fell asleep. I was too tired," he replied as he let go of me and quickly got up, as if my body disgusted him.


    "Don''t worry. What happened to me?"


    "You acted irresponsibly, as a strange thing. You haven''t eaten enough, you''re not even taking your vitamins. You''re not a little girl, Samantha. I''m not your babysitter to take care of you. It sickens me to see you expose yourself like that. I''m tired. Marrying you is the worst thing that has happened to me. On top of that, you were so stupid that you didn''t even protect yourself, and now we have to deal with that responsibility. This wasn''t the n." The n?


    "What n? What are you talking about?" I asked, intrigued.


    "Never mind, I wish you were innocent, but you''re not a victim at all."


    I was stunned by his words. I didn''t understand what n he was supposed to have ruined. He continued talking, but my thoughts were crowding my mind, preventing me from paying attention.


    I couldn''t believe that, after everything that had happened between us, he still saw me as a burden and an irresponsible person. It was true that I had neglected myself during my pregnancy, but his words were too hurtful. How could I love someone so cruel?


    Wait! What am I saying? Love him? Did I love him?


    Without saying a word, I got out of bed and left the room, leaving him standing there. I didn''t want to hear him anymore. I walked through the halls of the enormous house, looking for a ce to clear my mind. I stopped at the balcony, looking out at the garden. Tears started to fall down my cheeks as I repeated to myself over and over again that I didn''t deserve to be treated this way.


    I went over the events in my mind. How had I gone from living a beautiful life to this hell? My father, or rather who I believed was my father, had sold me like a piece of meat to a man who had a n, a n in which I was included, but I didn''t know if I was the prey or the victim.


    Minutes went by and no one came to look for me. Serkan didn''t seem to care about my reaction, as if he had already epted that his words would hurt me. But I couldn''t allow myself to continue submitting to his maniption. So, I made a decision. I couldn''t stay in that house, in that unhappy marriage. I had to find a way to escape and start a new life away from Serkan and his emotional abuse. I had to ask for help, and there was only one person who could help me. I had to find him.


    I returned to my room and took a quick shower. Serkan had already left. Thank God! I didn''t want to see his using eyes or listen to his lectures. I had to go to the university; the graduation ceremony wasing up, so that was a distraction in my favor.


    I quickly got dressed, grabbed my bag, and took out my phone. Destiny was cruel, but sometimes it gave me signs. In my phone''s inbox, there was a message from the person I needed.


    "Samantha, sorry to bother you, I just want to know if you''re okay, it''s Omer."


    I didn''t hesitate for a second and replied to the message.


    "I would like to know how you got my number, but I won''t waste my time. I would like to see you. We can meet at the New York University (NYU) campus."


    I quickly left the house and met the driver.


    "Miss, where can I take you?"


    "I don''t need your services. Tell my husband that his wife will be at the university."


    "Ma''am, please, let me at least take you there, then I''ll leave."


    I looked at him intensely; honestly, I wouldn''t mind a little push.


    "Perfect, but you''lle back to the houseter. I''ll call you if I need you."


    On my way to the university, I received the response I desperately needed.


    "I''m close, I''ll see you there in five minutes."


    Saying that I felt different would be an understatement. I had made a decision. I would fight this battle, alone or withpany, but I was not willing to lose. Serkan would swallow each and every one of his words, that I was sure of.

 But what had happened?

    The trip was fast and safe, I didn''t even say goodbye, I wasn''t rude, but I was tired of this game. I entered the college and walked straight to the academic area, where I was informed that the graduation ceremony would be in a week. To my luck and honor, I was given the privilege of giving the graduation speech, my high grades made this possible.


    I was filling out a form when a hand on my shoulder made me turn around.


    "Sam," she said as she hugged me tight.


    "Omer, what happened to you? Did Serkan do this to you?" I said as I let go of his grip to check his face.


    "No, it wasn''t Serkan. It was a bicycle ident. I fell and hurt my leg, but I''m getting better. I didn''t want to worry you, but I thought you should know."


    "Oh my god, Omer! Why didn''t you tell me earlier? I was so worried. Do you need help with anything? A doctor, medicine?"


    "Rx, Sam. I already went to the doctor and got treatment. Don''t worry about it. I just wanted to see you before your graduation."


    "Well, I''m d you''re okay. But seriously, Omer, you need to take better care of yourself. I can''t stand seeing you hurt."


    "I know, Sam. I''ll keep that in mind. But now, tell me, what do you have nned for your graduation speech?"


    "I haven''t thought about itpletely. I want it to be something special, something meaningful for all the graduates. But I''m still looking for inspiration."


    "I''m sure you''ll find something great, Sam. You have a special talent for words. I''m proud of you."Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    "Thank you, Omer. You''re my biggest support. Your friendship means a lot to me."


    We sat on a bench on campus and continued talking about our ns for the future and how exciting graduation would be. Despite the difficulties and obstacles we had faced, we were determined to achieve our dreams and build a sessful future together.


    The trip was fast and safe, I didn''t even say goodbye, I wasn''t rude, but I was tired of this game. I entered the college and walked straight to the academic area, where I was informed that the graduation ceremony would be in a week. To my luck and honor, I was given the privilege of giving the graduation speech, my high grades made this possible.


    I was filling out a form when a hand on my shoulder made me turn around.


    "Sam," he said as he hugged me tight.


    "Omar, what happened to you? Did Serkan do this to you?" I said as I let go of his grip to check his face.


    "Yes, it was Serkan. But you already know that, your husband is a brute. But I''m getting better. I didn''t want to worry you, but I thought you should know."


    "Oh my god, Omer! Why didn''t you tell me earlier? I was so worried. Do you need help with anything? A doctor, medicine?"


    "Rx, Sam. Remember, I''m a doctor. I have colleagues and I got treatment. Don''t worry about it."


    "Well, I''m d you''re okay. But seriously, Omer, you need to stop getting into those fights. I can''t stand seeing you hurt."


    "I know, Sam. I''ll keep that in mind. But now, tell me, do you want to talk here or should we go for coffee?"


    "Give me a second, I''ll finish signing these documents and we''ll leave. I have to give the graduation speech. I haven''t thought about itpletely, what I''ll do or say, but I''m excited. I want it to be something special, something meaningful for all the graduates. But I''m still looking for inspiration."


    "I''m sure you''ll find something great, Sam. You have a special talent for words. I''m proud of you."


    "Thank you, Omer. You''re the only one who supports me. Your friendship means a lot to me."


    Half an hourter, we left the university, headed straight to a cafe, or maybe a nice restaurant. We were walking together when my phone rang. I didn''t need to see to know who it was, a shiver ran through my body. I didn''t hesitate and answered the call.


    "What do you want?" I said without emotion, without feelings, as the Latinos say, I said it ndly, without vor.


    "Where are you? Have you eaten? You need to go to the clinic for some tests. I hope this time you think and don''t be irresponsible."


    "Look, Serkan, I don''t want to argue. I''ll eat in a moment, I''m at the university."


    "Why didn''t you inform me? Did you..."


    But he didn''t finish his sentence, because Omer''s voice interrupted our conversation.


    "Sam,e on, there''s a taxi over there," Omer said.


    Uh-oh! I''m in trouble.


    "That''s... Are you with him? Oh shit, damn it!" he shouted like crazy. I had to hang up the phone or it was going to make me deaf.


    "Calm down, Serkan. It''s nothing. Omer is my friend. Besides, it''s not like we really love each other and this is a marriage of love and peace."


    "Bullshit! Stay away from that man. Wait for me, I''ming over. Don''t you..."


    I hung up the call, no more threats, no more.


    "Let''s go, Omer. I''m really hungry," I said with a smile.


    "Then let''s feed my two favorite people."


    On the way to the restaurant, Omer told me about his life. It turns out he''s a doctor in the field of gynecology, which I already knew. He lives alone, grew up in London, his mother passed away years ago, and nothing is known about his father. Despite everything, he had managed to move forward and was a person worthy of admiration.


    By the time we arrived at the restaurant, I had gotten hungry about three times. The ma?tre d'' led us to a table, and Omer, being a gentleman, pulled out the chair for me.


    We both ordered quickly and resumed our conversation.


    "Tell me more about yourself, Samantha. I know very little. How is it possible that someone like you married such an animal?"


    "That''s a long story," I sighed frustrated. "My father set a trap for me. To be able to finish my studies, he made me sign some documents. It''s not entirely his fault, I should have read them, but I didn''t, and now I''m caught in this marriage." "I don''t understand."


    "My father sold me to my husband for money, that''s why I told you it''s a long story."


    "We have the whole afternoon, I''m here to listen to you, not to judge you."


    "I paid a dancer from the bar El Infierno to steal my innocence, but not satisfied with that, the day before my wedding I went back and slept with another stranger, who turned out to be Serkan."


    His eyes widened, I didn''t know what was going through his mind, but he was speechless.


    "I know, I''m no longer the sweet girl you thought I was."


    The food arrived, so we both ate in silence, or at least he ate. I was ying with the food, when he ced a spoonful in front of me.


    "You must eat, you look anemic at first sight. You need to take care of your child, they''re not to me for anything. I''d like to know who the father of the baby is."


    "I don''t know, but I need your help. I want to escape, I need to create a future for my child, far away from him."


    It was true, I didn''t know. I was too ashamed of my behavior.


    Omer''s phone rang, interrupting our conversation. He didn''t hesitate and answered it. He didn''t say anything, just listened, but his face was getting redder until he hung up the call.


    "I have to go, I''ll call youter," he said without giving me a chance to respond, and left the restaurant without saying anything more.


    But what had happened?

 had to be mine.

    I finished my coffee, Omer''s attitude had caught me off guard. What could have happened?


    As I walked down the street, I kept my head down, but my body felt a strange shiver. A scent invaded my senses, and I lifted my head to see Serkan standing there, his body resting against the car door. He was wearing one of his beautiful dark blue suits, his hands and legs crossed in a calm manner, which was a lie because he was anything but calm.


    "So, here you are," he says seriously.


    "Serkan," I whispered, still surprised. How did he find me?


    "I told you I would find you. Whenever you leave, I know where you are. We are connected. I try to give you your space, but you can''t be without me because you do crazy things. I know you''ve been here for two hours, that''s why I sent the email. We need to talk, so get in the car," he says with a sad smile, although I doubted it. This man was a demon.


    "Aren''t you going to say anything?" he asks, still smiling.


    "I must leave as I came. I don''t need you to take me home like a prisoner. Good evening, Mr. Ferner," I say, starting to walk away as fast as I can.


    "Samantha, please wait! Let me take you home, even if you want to go alone. You know I''ll never stop trying, do you understand? It will be worse when we''re alone."


    "STOP, SERKAN, PLEASE! Let me breathe, understand that I need space. We didn''t even have a normal courtship, give me a chance, please. You''re suffocating me."


    "I understand, but please understand me too. I need to see you, to have you. Get in the car!"


    What was he saying? Everyone leaving their work was watching the scene.


    Before I had a chance to answer, I felt a terrible pain in my belly that made me fall to my knees on the street.


    "MY BABY, IT HURTS!" I scream in pain.


    In a matter of seconds, he is by my side.


    "Love, what''s wrong?"


    "Serkan, take me to the clinic. Take my phone from my purse and call Doctor Beron," I say, closing my eyes. I was tired.


    Serkan:


    It had been three months since I married her, starting my revenge. I wouldn''t let the opportunity pass; I would kill two birds with one stone. But Omer was getting in my way. This was thest thing I needed! He had to show up and ruin everything. My grandfather was more than pleased with this union, and my father had me on the verge of a breakdown, insisting that I execute the n. But I didn''t know why I was so attached to that woman. That child wasn''t even mine, or maybe it was. I desperately wished that he carried my blood. I didn''t want to hurt her; she seemed so sweet and innocent. She was a good actress.


    I had started drinking every day and night. Today, like the previous days, I found myself drinking early in a rundown bar. I wanted to vent my anger and frustration on anyone. I had gotten into a few fights, and the press was destroying me, but everything could be fixed with money. I just wanted her out of my head. Who was I kidding? I just wanted to see her, to sleep by her side. Her fragrance was ingrained in my skin like my own flesh.


    One of the bodyguards I had hired to follow her called me to inform me that she was with him, with that man. So, like an alpha male, I called her, but she hung up on me.


    This was my first bottle when a hand touched my shoulder, catching my attention. I didn''t think anyone would recognize me. It was true that I was wearing an expensive suit, but I never visited these shady ces. I was so stressed that any den of thugs would do.


    I turned to look at the owner of that arm. "Serkan, you have toe with me," he said seriously.


    "I don''t want to, leave me alone. You really have no shame," I say, taking a sip from my ss.


    "I don''t care what you want. I didn''te for you because I wanted to. Your grandfather told me you were here."


    "I don''t care what you have to say, Omer, leave me alone," I say, pushing his hand away.


    "Serkan, please, we need to talk."


    "I don''t want to listen to you. I don''t need sermons or lies. You''re meddling where you don''t belong. If my grandfather sent you to persuade me, tell him to fuck off, tell him to shove his beautifulpany up his ass. I''m not interested in anything else but her. I don''t want to hurt her anymore," I say, slurring my words.


    "It''s about her that I''m here to talk to you. Bartender, give me another drink," Omer says, sitting down.


    "She rejected you?" I ask, hoping.


    "No, Serkan."


    "FUCK!" I say, punching the table and breaking my ss.


    "You have to calm down. You''re a bundle of instability, this is not who you are. This is not the man she deserves, that''s why I want you to let her go. She loves me," he says calmly as the bartender cleans up the shattered ss. "You''re wearing me out with your facade of a good man. Leave, you forget that I know you," I say, lowering my head.


    "Brother, you know it''s the truth. You don''t deserve her. She''s in love with me," Omer says angrily.


    "Tell her the truth and see how she reacts. You''re no better a person than me. This is a damn business I didn''t want to be a part of."


    "What do you mean, a business?"


    "It''s a long story, and I don''t want to talk about it, so please leave, peacefully."


    "I''m not leaving. I haven''t finished talking to you."


    "But I have," I say, getting up from the chair.


    "Serkan, I haven''t seen her since that day. I told you I would stay out of it, but I''m worried."


    "Damn it, stop lying. You were with her a few hours ago," I say, shouting.


    "You wouldn''t let me speak," he says calmly.


    "I''m leaving. My wife is waiting for me. For your own good, stay away from her, or I will destroy you."


    I drove quickly, ignoring traffic lights. I wanted to get there before she left and take her home. I stood outside the establishment, with my arms crossed and leaning against the car. I wanted to see here out. Even if I had to stand here all night, suddenly the sound of the door opening makes me turn my gaze forward, and there she is, with her beautiful coat. Her hair is loose, she looks gorgeous. What caught my attention the most is that her hands are protecting her nonexistent baby bump. There was my little one.


    We have a little argument, as strange as it may seem, and she falls to the ground, asking for my help. I''m crazy with fear, I didn''t want to lose her.


    I start asking for help, shouting as loud as I can, causing several pedestrians to stop and assist. But I see only the bodyguards rushing to the ce where we are. One of them helps me bring the car while I carefully lift her and ce her on myp. She''s in tears, we''re all nervous. I search her mobile phone and find Dr. Beron''s number, so I call her.


    "Good evening, Samantha," the doctor says politely.Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    "Good evening, Doctor. I''m Samantha''s husband. We were walking and suddenly she felt a pain in her belly, she fainted, and she lost consciousness. What should we do?" I ask, scared.


    "Take her to my clinic, I''ll send you the address."


    After ten minutes, we''re on the way to the clinic. Sam''s pulse is very low. I had understood that I only brought misfortune to her life. Every time she was by my side, something bad happened. I would wait for her to wake up to see her reaction. If she didn''t want me around, I would leave definitively, but I would fight for shared custody because this child was mine. He had to be mine.

 the clinic

    When we arrived at the clinic, Dr. Beron was already waiting for us. There was something about this woman that didn''t sit right with me - she was polite yet pretentious. They took my wife out of the car and carried her on a stretcher. My bodyguards and I were in the waiting room, feeling very anxious. If I lost her forever, I would never forgive myself.


    We had been waiting for about two hours without any news of her. I was about to lose my temper when I saw the annoying doctor entering the waiting room.


    "Mr. Ferner," she said sternly.


    "Tell me, how is my wife?" I asked nervously.


    "For now, she is stable. She had a panic attack and is at risk of a miscarriage caused by stress. The baby is also stressed, has hups, and their little heart is beating faster than normal, which could lead to a heart attack. The rmended course of action in this case is to keep the mother calm, in rest, with a good diet and plenty of fluids. If she were a few months further along, we would perform an emergency c-section, but for now, that''s not possible. So let''s try to keep her as calm as possible."


    "I understand. I am a knowledgeable man, my grandfather is a doctor, so I can speak confidently about my wife''s condition," I said authoritatively.


    "Then you must know what I mean. There could be cental detachment, fluid loss, which could suffocate the baby. You would be solely responsible for harassing thedy. Men know when a woman no longer loves them, so let me tell you that you are acting wrongly."


    "Did she say anything to you? Did she tell you she didn''t love me?" I asked sternly.


    "No, but I assume..." But I didn''t let her finish.


    "You are a doctor, right?"


    "Well, obviously, otherwise we wouldn''t be here," she said, rolling her eyes.


    Damn rude woman!


    "Then focus on doing your job and stop assuming. You came to examine my wife, not to meddle in our lives," I said seriously.


    "Son, please," my grandfather said, cing his hand on my shoulder. I didn''t know when he had arrived.


    "Rx, it''s okay, we need to put people in their ce," I said, still ring at the annoying doctor.


    "If you''re not going to continue with your insolence, then walk with me. She wants to see you, follow me," she said and left.


    "Doctor, continue on your way, I''ll be there in a second."


    I walked towards the wall and punched it. I hated being argued with or contradicted.


    "You need to control yourself," my grandfathermented as he examined my knuckles.Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    "I can''t allow people to interfere in our lives. Why does everyone feel entitled to meddle in my marriage? What we have is not public domain, damn it," I said, running my hand through my hair.


    "I know, my dear grandson, but right now, the well-being of your child and your wife is all that matters. Breathe, calm down."


    After about an hour, the doctor returned to us.


    I had to calm down in order to go in and see her. I didn''t want to behave like a monster, but it came naturally with her. That''s why my grandfather decided to meet my dear wife, which only made me even more nervous. What if she was telling the truth?


    After a few minutes, my grandfather came back.


    "Go in, it''s room 230. Please don''t ruin it, she''s very weak. Give me your card, I need to buy clothes and necessary things."


    "Don''t worry about what you have to spend, you know it won''t affect me at all. I know, let''s go, darling," I said as I looked at him intently. I loved my grandfather, but sometimes I med him for many things.

 I expected nothing less.

    I walk through the hallways, sweating in my hands. I was nervous, standing in front of her room. I was scared, I didn''t know what to say or how to act. Everything about her was new to me. I take a deep breath and enter. Her eyes are looking at me, I feel like she''s seeing right through my soul just by looking at me.


    "How are you feeling?" I ask cautiously.


    "I''m better, just have a slight headache. I don''t know what else to say," she says honestly.


    "You don''t have to say anything else. You didn''t respect my decisions. I told you not to see him anymore," I say, looking at her.


    "Have you ever thought about me?"


    Her question throws me off.


    "Always, every day of my life," I say, lowering my gaze. It was true, she didn''t remember me, but I loved her since I was a child, until she made that big mistake.


    "That''s a lie," she challenges me.


    "Do you doubt me?" I ask angrily.


    "I don''t doubt you, it''s just that if you really thought about me like you say, you would realize that you''re not the only one entitled to a life. Let me give you an example: I am like a fish in a half-filled fish tank, I gasp for air one moment and suffocate the next because I don''t have enough water. So, in order to breathe, I have to make an effort to dip my head in the water and survive. But this generates a lot of effort, so I can''t stay in that position all day. Then I go back to being in the dry,cking oxygen. That''s how I feel when you''re far away from me. I can breathe peacefully. I do everything to make sure you''re okay, calm. They negotiated my whole life for you, but I''m also tired of trying to please you."


    "I can''t be calm at work because I''m constantly thinking that you''re going to leave. I''m tired of that. I admit that I have been very cruel to you, but I don''t want to continue like this, Sam. We can''t go on like this."


    "I''m sorry, Serkan. I''m acting like a selfish little girl. Forgive me, it''s just that I don''t know how to act when I''m with you."


    "I understand, but I don''t have a manual for this either. Let''s take things slowly. We have a child to think about. You can''t keep running away from me."


    "I know," she says, crying as she covers her face with her hands.


    "Don''t cry, darling," I say, approaching her to hug her.


    After waiting almost an hour for my grandfather, he finally arrives,ing in with a lot of bags. He hands me arge paper bag, I check it and find chicken soup. I take it out of the package and give it to Sam, passing her the utensils and her drink.


    "You have to eat it all," I say, looking at her.


    "Don''t doubt it, I''m very hungry," she says, smiling, brightening my life like the sun does every morning.


    My revenge had gone to shit.


    After eating, a nursees to inform us that she''s going to clean my wife. I refuse to leave, I want to help, she''s my wife, so she exins what I need to do. I search for her clothes, underwear, and her new pajamas. The nurse and I help her get dressed, she was quite heavy, but I could handle her.


    After she''s dressed, the nurse leaves.


    "Why are you so quiet?" I ask, looking at her.


    "I''m embarrassed to see myself like this," she says, hiding her face with her hair.


    "Please, I never thought you would feel ashamed, my little kitten," I say,ughing. "Serkan!" she says,ughing out loud.


    "It''s good to hear youugh,"ments the doctor entering the room. I didn''t like this woman, I felt like marking my territory every time she got close. I was sure she was hiding something.


    "Hello, Doctor. Thank you for taking care of me. Do you remember my husband?"


    "I had the pleasure of talking to him again," she says seriously, while I don''t say anything.


    "Let me tell you that you need to rest if you don''t want to harm the baby. You can''t run, do any physical exertion, no stress. Your baby has a cardiac arrhythmia, so we''ll try to control it naturally for now. If not, we''ll wait until you''re seven months pregnant and perform a cesarean section."


    "Do you think I could travel to London?" I ask seriously.


    You can, but you shouldn''t, unless it''s in a private ne and you can lie down on a special clinic bed."


    "Then I will arrange all of that," I say, smiling.


    "Wait, we need to discuss it," Samantha says, looking at me.


    "I know, darling, but I have to travel. You know I can''t stay here. I would dly move mypany here, but right now I''m in an important negotiation. Understand me, my love," I say, speaking to her softly.


    "Alright, then, doctor, could you give me a detailed report of my condition, a copy of your medical record and anything else you think is necessary," she says, finally marking her distance with this woman. I was jealous, it seemed like a joke but it was true.


    "Of course, give me an hour and I''ll arrange your transfer. It was a pleasure, Mr. Ferner," she says, shaking my hand.


    "The feeling is mutual," I respond in the same way, gripping her hand tightly. Here, I''m the one in charge.


    The doctor leaves, while I call my grandfather. I needed him to take care of everything, that''s why I brought him here.


    "Grandfather, I need you to prepare the ne to transfer my wife. She can''t go sitting down, she needs to be in one of those clinic beds. Call to have my floor prepared and hire staff to take care of her. I''ll take that trip you''ve always wanted. I''ll take control in London," I say, not letting him speak.


    "You make me so happy when I hear you say that. Give me an hour," he says before hanging up.


    I finish the calls and return to my wife. She was even more beautiful, if that was possible. The change in climate made her look even paler. It seemed like she had eaten, she looked fuller. This woman had made me weak. "Why are you staring at me?" she asks, smiling.


    "At how beautiful you are," I say affectionately.


    "You''re such a smooth talker."


    "I am," I say, embracing her. Her scent, how much I had missed it.


    "Forgive me for trying to run away from you. I want us to get along," she says, looking at me.


    "Don''t disappear again. I want to propose something to you," I say, smiling.


    "Another one? This would be the second one," she says,ughing.


    "Very funny, but it''s serious. When the baby is born, I''m going to take a vacation. We''ll visit various ces in the world with our son," I say seriously.


    "It''s not necessary for you to take me on a tour of the world," she says seriously.


    "I know, but it''s what I want. I also want you to work with me. You would be myndscape architect."


    I knew that was her dream, but I had sent it to hell to fulfill the deal I made with her father.


    "Then, alright, I''ll think about it."


    The rest of the night I had to force her to sleep, I do not know if it was the effect of some medication but she did not stop talking and moving, I was exhausted, Iy down on the furniture and fell asleep until six in the morning. I woke up with a terrible pain in my neck, I checked my phone and found a message from my grandfather that we could leave at ten o''clock in the morning.


    We took off from New York at eleven in the morning, luckily the trip wasn''t so hard, at nine at night we were already entering the house, I was carrying Sam in my arms, my butler weed us.


    -Wee to your home, Mrs. Ferner. -Rodolfo the butler says when he sees us.


    -Hello Rodolfo, it''s a pleasure to meet you.


    -Rodolfo please, if you want you can leave, I''ll take care of the rest, besides you can''t be out there jumping around at this hour, you''re already a little old man.


    -I''m an oak boy," he says seriously.


    -I know, but go to rest," I say smiling, and as a good employee he leaves.


    - Do you want it? -asks Maritza


    -That''s right, he was always there for me when nobody else could, he and my grandfather are my family, and of course you are now" I say while kissing her, I had not had the chance, I walk to my room, cing her carefully on the bed. -Serkan, I''m not made of ss," she says smiling.


    -To me you are, so I must treat you like what you are, my most precious treasure.


    -You are exaggerated, could you pass me my bag" she says, I take her heavy handbag and give it to her, she takes out her cell phone and starts to write, after ten minutes she is still writing, so I can''t stand the curiosity.Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    - to whom are you writing that will? - I ask seriously


    -You won''t like the answer, I''m sure you''ll make a mess, but Omer is my friend, I''m sure he''ll look for me, he also sent an email to the faculty to confirm my attendance to the meeting.


    -What meeting? -I asked doubtfully.


    -My graduation.


    -When is it? You are on bed rest


    -In two weeks, I can''t miss it.


    -Then I''ll apany you.


    -I expected nothing less.

 my family is waiting for us.

    Samantha:


    We had arrived in London three days ago needless to say that Serkan had behaved differently, he was no longer a monster, but to prevent I had preferred not to unpack my things, we could not leave the house because of my rest, but he promised me that tomorrow he would show me all the ces.


    While I was arranging my things, the girl who was helping me decided to talk, which seemed strange to me, nobody else but the butler talked to me, it seemed that they were afraid of me.


    - The master loves you very much," the maidmented to me.Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    -What are you saying? Could you repeat, I didn''t hear you," I asked looking at her, I had heard her.


    - The master loves you very much, he treats you like a princess, all the servants talk about you, you are beautiful, he had never brought anyone home, much less married, that''s why we were all surprised, forgive me if I am imprudent, I shouldn''t talk to you" she says lowering her head, she was quite shy, she reminds me of me.


    - Serkan is very good, I am grateful to him, you don''t need to lower your head, you can talk to me whenever you want, I am not royalty- he smiles happily, I liked to hear that he could love me.


    - It seems, it''s very nice all his clothes, but more beautiful are those ck shoes, anyone from my vige would kill for it-She looked at the shoes as I looked at the candies.


    - Do you want them? - I asked taking the shoes.


    - Oh no, no ma''am, you don''t have to give me anything," she says embarrassed.


    - I look at her with a smile, the truth was that I loved those shoes, but she wanted them so why not do a good deed, to see if karma woulde to me.


    - Thank you ma''am, they are already ordered, if you don''t need me I will leave.


    I leave my room and go straight to the kitchen, it turns out that they are preparing a battalion, the girls get nervous when they see me, but I exin that I want to help, it is so much my insistence and I even had to speak in a demanding tone that they let me cook the delicioussagna, the truth is that it suits me very well.


    When I am starting to assemble theyers, Serkan enters through the door.


    - What are you doing dear wife?


    - Cooking, don''t you see? - I say seriously


    - That''s not your job, please go upstairs and change," he says looking at me seriously, challenging me with his eyes.


    - No, I''ll prepare thesagna and I''ll go upstairs, you go change- I answer without looking at him focusing on my work.


    - Okay," he says turning around.


    The girl who had helped me organize my thingses to me with a frightened face.


    - Ma''am please let me finish, you will get in trouble with the young man, besides we will all pay the consequences.


    I can see the frightened look on everyone''s face, I didn''t want to cause them any inconvenience.


    - All right, I''m sorry girls, I didn''t mean to cause any trouble -I leave embarrassed.


    I go up the stairs two by two, entering the room, without knocking, which was a bad idea because I get my husband naked getting dressed, I walk around his body and something in me lights up.


    - Do you like what you see? - he asks


    - Not at all honey, I appreciate you not ordering me around in front of the girls in the kitchen again, I like to help, I get bored in this house.


    - You are not a maid, that''s not your job, I bought you to be my wife," she says approaching me with only her underwear on.


    - I warn you, don''t challenge me, you know I have a very good friend who would help me escape from here in two seconds- I answered coldly, in revenge for his badment.


    - Oh no, you wouldn''t dare.


    - Of course I would, answer me and you''ll see.


    - Samantha no, my family is one of the best in this world, it''s a privilege to have you by my side, if she sees you with that guy, you''ll be lost, I need you to make a good impression, you don''t want to walk around like a woman of the bad life. - Then stop ying with my patience, I don''t give a damn about your family, remember that mine is not just anything either- I answer him walking away from him, I go into the bathroom and take off my clothes, I take a good shower, washing my hair, I feel that someone enters, I try to cover myself but it''s toote.


    - Samantha my family is here, I''ll wait for you downstairs.


    -OUT! I shout covering myself


    - Just know that you have the best body in the world.


    Serkan was definitely crazy, I don''t know why he was behaving that way, five minutes of terror, and then five minutes of love, this man was crazy, I leave the bathroom and go straight to choose the dress, I wanted so much to wear that ck dress I once bought, but I couldn''t make a bad impression, he would kill me. I decide on a beautiful sky blue dress with white sandals with stiletto heels and rhinestones, the dresses to my knees with a summer cut, leaving my back exposed, I dry my long hair and make up a little, I walk straight to my purse and take out the box that my mother had given me years ago, I decided to use this beautiful gift, it was a beautiful gold and diamond chain, the asion deserves it, when I am ready, I leave the room in search of my husband I guess I was ready.


    When he enters his office I see him dressed in a beautiful tuxedo, his beautiful hair loose and those huge eyes as perfect as always.


    -How beautiful you look


    -You look beautiful," she says hugging me.


    -Come on, my family is waiting for us.


    As we go down the stairs, we hearughter and noises in the living room, so with all the nervousness in the world I walk there, as we enter the living room everyone turns to see us, even my father-inw is drooling, the only one who looked at me with some contempt was nothing more and nothing less than my witch mother-inw, I did not know that they had organized this little party, or the reasons for the celebration, but obviously I was going to show off.

 Fights

    I was very nervous with the presence of his family, so when I arrived fully in the living room, he noticed it, so he was the one who spoke first.


    "Love, it''s great that you can meet them all."


    "Good afternoon," I say, entering the living room.


    "Family, this is my wife for those who haven''t met her."


    "Is this the best you could find? My goodness! Such a woman, she doesn''t even measure up to your ankles, you disappointed me, I thought you would find something better, I really don''t understand the fight between you two over such a thing," his cousin shouts for everyone to hear, including the staff.


    "Leonor, I ask you for respect, please."


    "Leonor, shut up and show some respect. Nice to meet you, youngdy, I''m Serkan''s cousin, V¨ªctor," a gentleman says, approaching me very courteously.


    "The pleasure is mine, sir." Serkan''s cousin leaves the room, and everyone decides to approach. It turns out that the other rtives are very funny and his grandfather is no exception.


    During dinner, we all eat and chatfortably, until Leonor opens her mouth.


    "Dear, what family are you from? Do you have children?" she asks maliciously.


    "I''m expecting a baby," I say with total normality.


    "Who is the father?" she asks while everyone remains silent, including Serkan.


    "With regards to your question, ma''am, I won''t waste my time exining it to you. You want to ridicule me in front of everyone, and I won''t allow it. Believe what you want to believe," I say seriously, challenging her with my gaze. It turns out my mother-inw is one of those mean ones, I wouldn''t have it easy.


    "You''re right, I won''t allow women like you to talk to me. Your word would only serve as a doormat," she says maliciously. I ignore herment because Serkan squeezes my hand and looks at me, asking for calm.This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    After dinner, we go to the living room. Serkan''s grandfather has hardly said a word, he just looks at us. I approach my husband and give him a kiss. If we wanted them to believe that this is real, I had to do it well, we were trying. "Honey, do you mind if I leave? I want to rest."


    "No problem, darling. I''lleter. Goodnight, sleep well," I say. "Tomorrow is the masquerade party, I hope your wife knows how to dress up," I hear the witch say. I prefer to avoid problems, so I go up to the room. If not, I''ll strangle her with my own hands.


    I enter the room, take off my shoes, and throw them against the wall. That woman is a witch, she wanted to humiliate me, but she doesn''t know me yet. If she wanted war, then I would give it to her.


    I wash my face, removing the little bit of makeup. I take off the dress and put on my pajamas. I won''t wait for Serkan, I''ve had enough. Just as I''m about to lie down, someone knocks on the door. "Come in," I say, getting up from the bed.


    "Sorry to bother you in your room, I know you''re tired, but I would like to talk to you," Serkan''s grandfather says.


    "Don''t worry, sir. Come in. Tell me how I can help you."


    "I would like to know why you married him. He clearly seems to be in love, but I can''t see any kind of feelings from you. So I want to know what''s going on," he asks seriously, trying to get information out of me.


    "Sir, at first, I didn''t want this. It happened suddenly, and I started falling in love little by little. Your grandson is not an easy man. Sometimes he''s good, sometimes he''s very bad. But I''ve loved him since the first time I saw him. I''m strong with him because if I''m not, he would y with me. And since we got married, I ask for respect from him. That''s why I am the way I am. But don''t think that I don''t love him. On the contrary, I love him deeply," I say, looking him straight in the eyes without even hesitating.


    "That was exactly what I wanted to hear, dear," he says, smiling.


    "Sorry for my appearance. I was about to go to bed. Meeting that woman left me exhausted," I say, smiling.


    "Don''t worry. I brought you a gift. I''ll give it to you tomorrow. You''re not offended, are you?"


    "There was no need to trouble yourself. You can give it to me whenever you want," I say, smiling.


    "Alright then, I won''t take any more of your time. Rest well," he says, turning around and leaving.


    Definitely, the men in this family are strange, but I liked this gentleman. He had something that made me trust him. I get into bed and instantly fall asleep.


    I feel hands grabbing my face, I open my eyes and see my little sister''s face.


    "Wake up."


    "I''m already awake, darling. What''s wrong? Are you feeling sick?"


    "No, grandpa is waiting for us, so get dressed."


    "Which grandpa, darling?" I ask, still not understanding.


    "My grandpa, Samanta," Serkan says in his typical animalistic tone.


    "Serkan..."


    "My grandpa wants to see you. I don''t know what he wants, but please don''t ruin everything," he says seriously.


    "But seriously, who do you think you are? Don''t ever speak to me in that tone. I''m not your toy. I''ll talk to the gentleman because I want to, not because you tell me to. Just like I didn''t ruin itst night when he came to see me, I won''t ruin it now," I say seriously.


    "What do you mean he came to see you? What did he say? I apologize, I lose my senses. I''m nervous," he says, running his hand through his hair.


    "Do you think I''m stupid? I''m tired of you always treating me badly. Go to hell, Serkan Ferner," I say, locking myself in the bathroom.


    "I know I''m difficult and treat you badly, but I don''t know what the hell is happening to me with you. I don''t know what this feeling is that you make me feel. I''m scared, I''ve never felt like this with anyone before. Please forgive me. Open the door, okay?"


    I decide not to open the door he is not more important than me, my father was an unbearable man but he never had these dealings with my mother, we never heard them argue, or be upset we were happy, they raised me the best way they could and to be honest they did it well. I finish cleaning myself and go out to change my pajamas, luckily he is not here, I can get dressed with peace of mind.

 A brother

    I was leaving the room, apparently Serkan had gotten tired of waiting for me. To be honest, I didn''t care much, his behavior confused me.


    I went downstairs and walked straight to the office, knocking and waiting to be allowed in, which happened right away.


    Good afternoon, Mr. Ferner - I said, looking at the grandfather, who smiled at me happily, while my husband had his typical sour face. Good afternoon, dear, please take a seat, we were waiting for you.


    Tell me, what am I good for?


    It is a pleasure for me to know that you are my grandson''s wife, but I would like to know, why did you get married? Did my grandson force you to be with him to deceive me?


    My face turned pale, I looked at Serkan, he acted like nothing was happening, he knew how to hide appearances, but our story was different, he didn''t know how to lie, if he pressured me too much, I would tell the whole truth. Grandfather, you shouldn''t have even asked that, Samantha is not just any woman. I know I was a promiscuous man, but the truth is that I love her with all my heart, so I don''t understand the doubts. Shut up, I didn''t ask you.


    I''m sorry, Mr. Ferner, my husband shouldn''t have spoken that way. No, Serkan didn''t force me to marry him and he didn''t deceive me. We love each other and decided to get married of our own free will, but I will tell you the whole truth. Then I am listening.


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    Serkan and I met in a bar, I wanted to rebel against my father, my dream was to be andscape architect but my father wouldn''t let me. He made me sign a bunch of documents, I know he will use them against me tomorrow, but the truth is that thanks to that I met Serkan - I sighed deeply - I slept with him that night and well, now you can see the consequences.


    He looked at my belly which was already showing a little more.


    The grandfather looked at me with surprise and then turned his gaze to Serkan, who, without saying a word, let out a heavy sigh. There was no way to hide the truth now.


    -I''m sorry, Grandfather Ferner, for not telling you this earlier. The truth is that Samantha and I got married because we are expecting a child together - Serkan said, taking my hand for support.


    My husband was epting and taking responsibility, something that surprised and deeply grateful me. The grandfather looked at us with a mix of surprise and relief in his wrinkled face.


    -I understand - the grandfather replied, with a tender smile. Although this is not how I expected to hear this news, I''m d to know that waiting for this baby brought you closer. I hope you will be happy together and that you can raise your child with love and dedication, it''s clear that my grandson loves you. The truth is that I thought it was because of the Ferner fortune, he and his brother have been battling since they were children.


    I felt relieved to hear those words of eptance from Serkan''s grandfather. It was an important step for Serkan if he wanted to be the heir. We knew it wouldn''t be easy, but I was willing to help him. The truth was, I was falling in love with him. -Thank you, Mr. Ferner - I said sincerely. We promise to do everything possible to be a happy and united family, but I have a question, my dear husband rarely tells me things, I didn''t know he had a brother. Samantha, I will exin it to youter.


    No, you won''t tell me anything, I prefer that your grandfather tells me the truth you are hiding.


    Dear grandson, there''s no need to hide your brother.


    That scum is not my brother- Serkan shouted, standing up in anger. He doesn''t have my blood, it''s not my fault that his mother slept with my father.


    Serkan, enough! - the oldest of the Ferner siblings shouted.


    The three of us fell into silence, the grandfather looked at us with sadness and disappointment in his tired eyes. It was evident that there was a deep andplicated family tension.


    Dear Serkan, I understand that you have mixed feelings towards your brother, but you must not forget that he is also my grandson and part of our family - the grandfather said calmly. Whatever the story behind his birth, the blood ties that unite you cannot be denied.


    Serkan clenched his fists and remained silent, not saying a word. I knew very little about his life, but it was clear that there was resentment and pain in his heart.


    Grandfather, please, I don''t want to talk about this now - Serkan said with a trembling voice, struggling to contain his emotions. Samantha and I have just started our life together and we are expecting a child. I want to focus on our future and be the best version of myself for her and for our family. You don''t even know what your beloved grandson did, but I assure you, you will hate him as much as I do. The grandfather nodded sadly and sighed deeply.


    -You''re right, Serkan. This is not the time or ce to discuss these things. The most important thing now is that you two are well and happy together. You have my support and my blessing, but I would be very happy if you really talked, if he did something wrong you can be sure he will be punished.


    I don''t want to know anything else about this, grandfather, and please don''t insist. The truth is, I don''t care what happens to him, you can give him your fortune, I am more than capable of sorting out my life, I think I have more capital than yourpany, grandfather. I am here because I respect and love you, but I will leave in a few days, Sam needs to attend her graduation ceremony, I am her husband, it''s logical that I should be by her side.


    I believe you are more than capable of being better, but in the end, you are a Ferner, whether you like it or not, my name will follow you for eternity.


    The grandfather nodded with a warm look and wished us the best before leaving us alone in his office. I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders and approached Serkan to hug him tightly.


    -We will ovee everything together - I whispered, feeling the warmth of his embraced returned.


    We left the office, leaving behind the family tensions and the undisclosed secrets. I knew this conversation hadn''t resolved everything, but it was a start. Together, Serkan and I would face any obstacles and build our own path towards happiness and love.

 A way out

    The days continued to pass! The truth was that I felt veryfortable in London. Despite my husband''s cousin, the family was quite helpful to me. I didn''t know what had happened between those two, but the truth was that I had no interest in finding out. On the other hand, Serkan was distant but attentive. Ten minutes of each thing.


    We couldn''t explore the city because my condition didn''t allow it. I had been in pain and difort, so I had to stay in rest if I wanted to keep this baby. I checked my email a few times hoping for some news from the university, but nothing had arrived. Everything was still in progress. In two days, there would be the graduation ceremony to award me the title of architect.


    To say that I felt joyful for aplishing one of my dreams was an understatement, but at the same time, I was sad. I never thought that my parents wouldn''t be with me or that the man I called "dad" only gave me hisst name out of pity. I didn''t want to think about that. My brain had blocked a lot of things to make me float in a cloud. You know how it is. Sometimes we want to be erasers and erase every bad thing we did or that happens to us. But no, I wasn''t an eraser, and I couldn''t go around the world forgetting everything.


    There were moments when I felt overwhelmed by all the emotions that arose within me. The happiness of being in London, surrounded by a family that weed me, contrasted with the sadness of not having my parents at such an important moment in my life. But there was also fear and uncertainty about what woulde after graduation.


    My mind tried to escape from all these worries through distraction. I spent the afternoons reading books, watching movies, but nothing was enough. I had to stop ying dumb and face things. At some point, I knew that my curious side would emerge, forcing me to search for my real father. Serkan, my husband, was always attentive to me, although sometimes he seemed distant. I knew he had a lot on his mind and that I couldn''t rely on him for everything. Our rtionship had started in a very strange way. Forcing a woman to marry is not the best way to fall in love, but here we were. As crazy as it sounds, I loved him a lot. He made me lose my nerves, but I couldn''t deny that being close to him made me feel like I was floating in the clouds, as if a bunch of fireworks were exploding inside me.


    There was something in his eyes that made me feel special. Something that told me there was more behind his distant attitude. But I couldn''t let that distract me from my main goal at the moment: graduating and starting my career as an architect to give a good future to my little one, whose gender we didn''t know yet.


    I wasing out of the bathroom when my beautiful, sexy, and arrogant husband appeared. He stared at me, scanning my body from head to toe, and then spoke to me coldly.


    "Dress up, we''re going shopping. In two days, it will be your graduation ceremony, and you don''t have anything to wear."


    I looked at him seriously. Obviously, I didn''t have anything new, but there was one garment I wanted to wear, I had only worn it once.


    "Of course, I have something to wear. I don''t like being told what to do. You never learn."


    "Why do you have to argue about everything? Do as you''re told. Please, dress up. I''ll be waiting for you in the car."


    With that, he left the house in his frustration. Damn you, Serkan!


    I quickly got dressed, putting on my jeans. They were a bit tight on me now. I carefully descended the grand staircase. Serkan wasn''t lying, he was already waiting for me in the car. I got in, closing the door a little hard. He looked at me with a sour face.


    "Sorry. Where are we going?"


    "It''s a surprise," he said, starting the car at full speed.


    The ride was quick and silent, not an ufortable silence. I liked this about us, we liked our silent space. We were together, but not meddling in each other''s business. Well! We hardly ever went out.


    He parked at a huge shopping mall, there were too many people. I think he forgot that I was on rest. How was I supposed to walk all this ce and for what? I was distracted when he opened the door, extending his hand. "You''re being very gentlemanlytely," I say to provoke him.


    "Don''t abuse my patience."


    "Do you always have to be so grumpy? Did you forget that I can''t walk that much? Besides, what are we doing here?"


    "Of course not, so let''s go find one of those battery-operated carts. Or would you prefer a wheelchair?"


    "You wouldn''t dare..."


    "Put me to the test and you''ll see."


    I look at him seriously, searching for some joke in his face, but no, he meant it. Well, no, this time he won''t mess with me.


    "No way! Go to hell, Serkan, don''t get into those crazy things. I''ll walk. What are we doing here?"


    "We''re here for your dress, so walk. I don''t want us to expose our child."


    Without saying anything else, he took my hand and we walked through the mall. There were too many clothing, shoe, and food stores. We entered a posh and elegant clothing store. There were all kinds of high fashion suits, all worthy of Serkan. I walked towards a beautiful navy blue set, a true beauty.


    "It''s beautiful, it would look so precious on you. The blue color would highlight your beautiful blonde hair, or is it red?"


    "It''s blonde and red, we didn''te to buy clothes for me. I think I have enough, so get ready. We will find a dress for your graduation."


    Two long hours passed. He was sitting on a beautiful white sofa, eating snacks and manipting his phone, while I modeled all kinds of clothes for him. None of them appealed to him. The truth was I was already pretty tired.


    I was exhausted after spending hours and hours inside the fitting rooms, trying on countless dresses for my graduation. Why did it have to be so difficult to find the perfect dress? I sighed as I looked at myself in the mirror with disappointment once again.


    My patience was reaching its limit. Every dress I tried on didn''t seem right. Some were too shy, others too simple. Nothing captivated me and made me feel special, and having Serkan rejecting everything didn''t help either. I was about to give up and settle for any mediocre dress when my gaze drifted towards a distant corner of the store.


    There it was, in all its splendor. A radiant white dress with long sleeves and delicate details of rhinestones andce. I was speechless when I saw it. It seemed to have been designed exclusively for me. It was elegant and fashionable, exactly what I was looking for.


    Without thinking twice, I headed towards it with renewed determination. I carefully took the dress off its hanger and quickly went to the fitting room. As I undressed and put on the dress, I couldn''t help but feel like I had finally found my perfect outfit.


    When I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn''t help but smile. The dress hugged every curve of my body tteringly, highlighting my best features. The delicate rhinestone andce details gave it a touch of sophistication and mour, making me feel like a true princess, but what mattered to me was Serkan''s opinion.


    I walked confidently wearing matching shoes. By the time I arrived at the salon, he was still looking at his phone. I cleared my throat a bit.


    "How about this?" I asked nervously.


    Everything happened in slow motion. He lifted his gaze from the cellphone screen, expressionless. His mouth was straight, his eyes revealing nothing, but his hands were trembling a little.


    "Damn it, Serkan! Nothing pleases you. Just so you know, this was the only dress that won me over. I don''t want another one," I said, about to have a tantrum.


    "Samanta," he sighed deeply, "we have to go. My grandfather needs me. You''ll have to wear something you already have."


    I was surprised by his response. How could it be that he didn''t like the dress? It had seemed so perfect to me. But before I could protest, he looked at me disapprovingly. Why did everything have to be like this? With him, there were no shades, everything was ck or white.


    Resigned, I nodded. "Alright, let''s go home," I said with a mix of disappointment and resignation in my voice.


    I quickly changed and we left the store, but I couldn''t take two steps because a pain ran through my spine, settling in my stomach. I stopped walking, needing to catch my breath.


    "Oh my God! Behave, baby."


    "What''s wrong?" he looked at me curiously. "Why are you stopping?"


    "My stomach hurts a little, I think you''ll have to find a wheelchair after all."


    "It won''t be necessary. You''re my wife. Soe here."This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    He approached and took me by surprise. Serkan Ferner had picked me up in his arms, carrying me. My handsnded on his neck, his scent was intoxicating, his body warm, strong, muscr, just as I remembered.


    "Stop sniffing me, I''m not a dog."


    "Oh my God, how embarrassing!"


    "I''m sorry, it''s just that I feelfortable in your arms."


    My confession made his body tense. Me and my big mouth.


    The silence between us on the way back was ufortable. I tried to contain my frustration, but couldn''t help but feel disappointed. I had imagined that graduation night as a special moment. Now I was left without the perfect dress, with an angry husband, and a big mouth that couldn''t think without speaking aloud.


    When we arrived home, I went to my room and sat on the bed, trying not to let sadness overpower me, but mostly the embarrassment. We were supposed to be trying, so I didn''t understand his reaction. Serkan approached and sat beside me, cing a hand on my shoulder.


    "I''m sorry," he said in a low voice. "I don''t want to ruin your graduation night. I''ll try to fix things."


    I looked up to meet his dark eyes full of sincerity and regret on his face.


    If he only knew, it wasn''t about the dress, but about his change in attitude.


    I realized that maybe I had been too harsh on him and that there was more at stake than just a chance to be real spouses.


    "It doesn''t matter," I whispered, leaning towards him and resting my head on his shoulder. "The most important thing is to be with you and our child. The dress doesn''t matter as much."


    Serkan hugged me tightly and whispered words of apology in my ear. In that moment, I knew that although he could be distant and grumpy at times, he truly cared about me, he truly wanted to love me.

 The Dog

    The journey back to New York was peaceful, I hadn''t heard from ?mer, but I assumed he was fine. When we arrived at our house, the staff greeted me distantly. It''s not like we were all friends, but I tried to maintain cordiality. I decided not to give importance to the situation, maybe it was just my imagination. Serkan had to go to the office, so I took the opportunity to take a hot bath. After rxing for a bit, I decided to sleep. Lately, I just wanted to lie down, my energy was drained.


    But just as I was about to fall asleep, my phone rang. I pouted, not wanting to answer, but I didn''t know if it was an emergency, so I took the call. "Good evening, Samantha."


    The voice was deep, serious, refined. I could swear it belonged to a man in his forties or fifties.


    "Good evening, who''s calling?" I asked curiously.


    "You don''t know me, but you''re in trouble. You must escape from that house and try to protect your son. I''m the only one who can help you."


    My body started to tense up, I was scared and intrigued at the same time.


    "What are you talking about? What''s your name?"


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    But I couldn''t hear the rest of the call because Serkan entered without warning. I didn''t want him to overhear this conversation. It''s not that I was afraid of him, but I didn''t want to bother him with nonsense. Like any wealthy man, he would have enemies. If they continued to bother me, I would change my number. In the end, it wasn''t my obligation to listen to the gossip and lies of a stranger.


    "Who is it?" he asked while looking at me. I quickly hung up the call.


    "My mother, she doesn''t understand that I don''t want tomunicate with her. Honestly, I''m still hurt," I lied expertly. He looked at me squinting his eyes, but he had no reason not to believe me.


    "You should talk to her and fix things. Not everyone is lucky enough to have a good mother."


    "Good mothers don''t sell their daughters."


    "Touche," he said, approaching to kiss my forehead. "I''ll be backter, just came to get a folder I left."


    "Don''t worry, good luck."


    I waited for about thirty minutes to make sure he hadn''te back and sent a message to the number that called me.


    "If your intention is to make me argue with my husband, let me tell you that you''re wasting your time. We are a very strong couple. And if your intention is something else, let me tell you that I''m not afraid of you. You won''t get a single penny from me. Either way, you''re wasting your time."


    I sent the message and waited for a response, which didn''t take long to arrive.


    "Money is the least of my concerns. I have enough to live eight more lives. There''s no need to lie to me. I''ll tell you that I''ll be here when you need to escape. You can call me J.J. Erase this message and write down my number on a piece of paper, keep it in a safe ce."


    An unjustified fear settled in the pit of my stomach. I quickly searched through my purse and found a pencil. With a piece of paper, I did what that stranger asked me to do, sticking the small paper behind the closet mirror. Sleep had left me, I was too nervous, so I went down to the kitchen. As I entered, the staff looked at me seriously, including that young woman to whom I gave those shoes. What was happening?


    "I''d like to bake a cake," I said as everyone turned to look at me.


    "You can do that, ma''am. We''ll leave."


    With that, no one else was left in that huge kitchen. I searched everywhere and began to prepare a delicious chocte cake. Just as the batter was ready, the door to the garden opened. In the distance, I saw the silhouette of a woman, but I couldn''t make out who it was.


    Immediately, a huge Rottweiler dog entered, looking at me as if a hunter had located its prey. It was arge animal, with smooth ck fur and distinct rust-colored markings. It had terrifying teeth ready to break every bone in my skin. "Help, please!" I screamed in terror, causing the dog to start barking. No one came to my rescue, my body felt like jelly, so I dropped therge bowl of melted chocte and condensed milk.


    The noise echoed throughout the kitchen. The dog ran towards me.


    "Help! Help me!"


    But my screams were in vain. When I tried to flee, my clumsy feet tripped over each other and I fell to the ground. This gave the dog the chance to bite my pants, tearing my skin slightly.


    I never thought I would be devoured by a dog. The dog ran atop my chest, its barks only making things worse. I was paralyzed, crying uncontrobly. I would die without being able to bring my child into the world.


    I could swear the animal was ready to bite my neck when a voice made it stop.


    "Cerberus, stay, sit!"


    The dog obediently moved away from me andy down in a corner as if nothing had happened. Even the animal seemed to be possessed by the spirit of peace.


    But what the hell?


    "Serkan," I said as he quickly approached, helping me to stand up from the floor. My hair, my body, my whole being was covered in chocte and blood was running down my leg, staining my clothes. "You''re injured, what happened? How did the dog get in?"


    "I, I don''t know," I stammered, starting to cry uncontrobly. I was terrified.


    "Calm down, darling. Where is the staff?" he asked.


    "I don''t know."


    But it wasn''t necessary to say anything else because everyone appeared in the kitchen, all with their heads down, pretending they didn''t hear me.


    "Can I know where you all were?" Serkan asked.


    "Sir, we were cleaning the entire house. We didn''t hear, I''m sorry," the housekeeper excused herself, but she looked so fake. How could she not have heard me? I screamed as loudly as I could.


    "What would have happened if I hadn''t arrived? My wife is injured, call the doctor, get rid of the dog. I don''t pay you to pretend to be deaf. I will investigate this thoroughly, and by the way, you''re all fired."


    With that, he took my trembling body in his hands and carried me, not caring that he stained his suit. He went up the stairs as my face hid in his neck. I was still sobbing, still terrified. We entered the room, he gently put me down to remove my clothes and check my leg. Indeed, the dog had bitten me.

 so much evil

    The doctor arrived quickly; I was wrapped in a bathrobe. Serkan had gone to the bathroom; I could hear the sound of water and smell the scent of aromatic oils. He was preparing the bathtub.


    "Mrs. Ferner, the dog didn''t bite deep; however, I can''t give you the medication that is suitable for pregnancy. You have been experiencing threats of miscarriage. If we were to administer the injection, we would probably end the baby''s life." I was about to respond when Serkan''s voice filled the room.


    "What are the consequences of not giving her the injection?" he asked as he rolled up his sleeves, even though I didn''t know why since they were already wet.


    "Mr. Ferner, the truth is there could be manyplications, but the dog barely bit, it wasn''t deep. So let''s wait a bit; if thedy starts to have a fever, then it would be a different matter. We would take more control over the situation." "Perfect, doctor. Thank you very much foring."


    I saw the doctor leave while Serkan apanied him, and then he returned to my side.


    "Come, let''s give you a bath."


    I looked at him intently, searching for a hint of a joke on his face, but he was very serious, so he wasn''t joking, he was going to bathe me.


    Oh my God, I''ll die of embarrassment!


    "I can do it myself."


    "I know, but I''ll do it. It''s my turn to take care of you. I''ve caused you more sadness than joy, forgive me."


    "It''s not your fault, it''s not even the dog''s fault. He was defending his home, that''s what he''s trained for. He had never seen me before, so that means I''m a stranger and therefore his enemy." "What would have happened if I hadn''t arrived?"


    "I don''t even want to think about that."


    He took me in his arms, sitting me on thefortable sofa in the bathroom. I watched him put his hand in the bathtub. The scent in the room was wonderful, a blend ofvender, jasmine, citrus fruits, and love.


    The scene was worthy of a romantic movie. He picked me up again and then set me down on the floor, slowly removing my bathrobe. My skin turned red, embarrassed. I know he''s my husband, but it still made me extremely shy. He approached me from behind and embraced me, kissing my shoulders. I wanted the ground to swallow me up.


    "You''re blushing, are you embarrassed? I''m your husband, we''ve done more things on other asions."


    I didn''t say a word. He took me in his arms, cing me in the oversized bathtub. The water caressed my body, making me sigh. It was warm, delicious. I must admit that Serkan was quite the romantic when he wanted to be. The water overflowed from the tub as he positioned himself behind me.


    "Don''t be afraid, I''ll take care of you. I won''t let anyone hurt you, no matter who it is. I''ll kill them with my own hands. You''re mine, my most precious treasure, and within you grows flesh of my flesh." "Serkan..."


    His hands roamed my skin, settling on my breasts and taking them in his hands. His skillful fingers yed with my nipples, making me boil. His tongue trailed along the bare skin of my neck, giving me goosebumps.


    "Your skin responds to my caresses as if they''ve known each other for years. I love the taste of your skin, even though you carry so many sins in your conscience, I can''t resist wanting you beneath and on top of me. I''m trying to hold back all the negative feelings, build a life with you, but I swear sometimes I just want to grab you by the neck and end you."


    I wanted to ask, I really want to know, what he was talking about, but his skillful fingers had my mind clouded. I was blind, deaf, mute with desire, as hot as the sun itself.This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    "Serkan..."


    How pathetic I am, I can''t even speak. My subconscious knows that I should stay away from him, but my body wants to be close, buried so deep that it can''t escape.


    "You don''t have to say anything, just enjoy the moment."


    I felt the soft sponge glide along my back, cleansing everything, taking away every trace of dirt. Then he washed my hair with great skill.


    Where did he learn so well? Should I be worried?


    I needed to keep my thoughts in check if I wanted to continue enjoying his attentions.


    "I think that''s enough," he said as he pulled me out of the bathtub, both of us naked. Without drying ourselves, he left the bathroom and returned to the room before cing me on the bed.


    I took the opportunity while there was a space between us to observe his body.


    "Do you like what you see?" he asked as he climbed back onto the bed, taking my mouth with insatiable hunger.


    My hands roamed his muscr back while I responded to the kiss. Then, he began to explore me with his mouth. It didn''t take long before he was inside me.


    His thrusts set a merciless, delicious, and tormenting rhythm.


    "Serkan, I can''t hold on much longer," I whispered, my hands gripping the sheets of our bed.


    "No, you''re not going toe. This is my game, my pleasure. You must obey me."


    "What?"


    But I couldn''t say more because he decided to cover my mouth with one of his hands and seek his own pleasure, disregarding my needs.


    When he finally drained all his anger, he removed his hand from my mouth and then pulled out of me to walk straight to the bathroom.


    Serkan had used me as if I were a paid service. He had degraded me. I didn''t know what had happened. He had been sweet and caring in the bathroom, but everything changed when we entered the room.


    I saw him return to the room with some wet wipes. He approached and began cleaning my body without saying a word. When he finished his task, my body still felt lifeless, like a sack of potatoes.


    "Don''t wait up for me."


    With that said, I watched him disappear into the closet. I turned around, curling my body into a fetal position. I felt sad, distraught, used, degraded.


    What was I paying for? What was that sin? Why was he seeking revenge on me?


    I pretended to be asleep. I didn''t want to talk to him. I could see his back dressed in a suit as the door closed. Tears flowed uncontrobly. I didn''t want to cry, I wanted to be strong, but I felt dirty. I didn''t deserve so much cruelty.

 Your voice

    Oh no, damn it! When he left the room, I swore I cried, cried for real, like a child when she loses her mother. Like a child whose most precious treasure has been stolen! But I also cried like an adult whose life was taking away all her dreams. I cried with intensity and pain, feeling broken. I had reached these extremes! I gave myself to two strangers,promising my dignity and trampling on my femininity, valuing a man more than myself.


    I wanted to turn a blind eye and believe that Serkan could fall in love with me, but there is no worse blind person than the one who doesn''t want to see. He always treated me distantly, coldly. The few times he was affectionate, there were always people present. He was pretending, as if he was making me pay for something, but I had no idea what the reason was. Serkan Ferner was the devil himself who hade to make me pay for each and every one of my sins, regardless of whether his own blood was growing inside me. Although I sincerely wished that wasn''t the case, I didn''t deserve anything from him.


    The next morning, I woke up with an incredible headache. Today was my graduation and I didn''t feel like going, but it was my duty, as I would give the opening speech. I couldn''t write anything, nor rehearse. Whatever I would say in the ceremony would be whatever came to my mind in that moment.


    I took a quick shower, trying to calm the screams of my soul, but it was impossible. I was hurt. When I was ready, I walked straight to the mirror and sat down, searching for my things in the drawers. I had to cover those dark circles and put some color on my cheeks. Something simple but elegant. Then I styled my hair, putting it up in an Italian bun with some volume in the front, giving myself the look of a movie star.


    When I finished the first part, I walked with determination towards the closet. In the center of the room, right where the couch was, there was a huge white box with a red ribbon. I approached it, mostly out of curiosity. My name was written on a small note. I took it in my hands and read: "Forgive me, Serkan Ferner." I crumpled the letter with anger, throwing it to the floor. I took the ribbon and tore it apart, opening that huge box abruptly.


    Inside it was that beautiful white dress he bought for me in London. I wanted to cry, but I didn''t have enough tears left. He had taken them all. I took the dress in my hands, throwing it to the floor. I liked it very much, but I wouldn''t wear it. If I do, it would be like epting his apologies and that wasn''t true. I searched through all my clothes, but nothing pleased me. Just when I was giving up, I looked at his clothes. Inside his shirts was a beautiful dress, in an electrifying blue tone, one that made you vibrate.


    The dress was a royal blue worthy of a wedding party or a bridesmaid. It had a wide, straight neckline,ce, and long tulle to the floor. The backpletely uncovered. I was in love with that piece of clothing, I didn''t care if it wasn''t mine, this would be the one I would wear.


    I put on the garment and looked at myself in the mirror. The fabric had adhered to my body like a second skin. I felt sexy, powerful, just what I needed. I carefully went downstairs, wearing matching heels, but too high. That was the idea, I was sure I would steal a few nces.Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    As I reached the entrance of the house, the driver approached me, looking at me astonished.


    "Mrs. Ferner, I was waiting for you. Please, get in the car."


    I stared at him. He wasn''t to me for my misfortunes, but he also had to take a sip of my venom.


    "No, thank you. Someone is waiting for me at the entrance. I would appreciate it if you followed my orders. I am your boss''s wife, not a prisoner. Don''t make me behave worse, understood?"


    There was no truce between his gaze and mine, so I decided to raise my tone.


    "Do you understand or not?" I shouted as the man paled.


    "Yes, ma''am."


    I didn''t wait for any further response and walked towards the exit. I had lied, no one was waiting for me, but I would take a taxi. Just as I was leaving the mansion, a car that I was already familiar with parked in front of me.


    "God must love me too much. I came to pick you up and put you in the door. There''s no need for me to kill anyone," he saidughing.


    "Omer, what are you doing here?" I asked as I saw him get out of the car to open the passenger door. I think God loved me more than him, for putting him in my path to help me with my n.


    "I wanted to see you, I remembered that today is your graduation. And your husband? Where do you want me to take you?"


    "Take me to the university. My husband is busy," I lied. "He will arrive at the theaterter."


    He seemed to ept my answer, so he stayed silent. The trip was quick andfortable. I realized we had arrived because Omer opened the car door, extending his hand to help me get out. "Thank you so much, Omer," I sincerely thanked him.


    "You don''t have to thank me. I hope you don''t mind, but I came to stay. I want to see you seed, I will find a ce among the guests. Don''t forget that there, in the crowd, is someone who loves you."


    His words washed over my body like a wave of cold water.


    "What did you say?" I asked, still unable to believe it.


    "What you heard. This time I won''t leave. I don''t care if that madmanes to kill me. Go on, go and meet your ssmates."


    I followed his advice and walked in search of my gown and mortarboard, greeting everyone I had shared these years with. Earning some looks of hatred and others of admiration. Indeed, this dress was stealing the looks.


    I took my ce in the fifth row, being the ninth one in my ss. After an hour, the ceremony began. I didn''t bother looking for anyone among the family and guests. I didn''t expect anyone, only one person was there for me and that was Omer. The principal started with his repetitive and boring speech, but everything changed when a phrase came out of his mouth:


    "Dear students, to start off our ceremony and diploma presentation, we will first listen to the words of our most important schrship donor at the faculty of architecture, architect Serkan Ferner."


    Oh no, damn it!

 Confrontations

    Hearing his name made my stomach churn, I felt like vomiting or dying, I didn''t know what to feel anymore. I hadn''t seen him sincest night, feeling him near, knowing that he''s around me gives me a scare or a strange joy; definitely, I was a first-ss masochist. They all whispered while staring at me, it was obvious that half of the world knew he was my husband.


    "You''re very lucky to have such a specimen of a husband, he must be a god in bed," my seatmatemented, I just smiled out of politeness. I was looking at the ground when he started his speech.


    "Dear graduates, today is a very important day in your lives. You have achieved a great goal and are ready to face new challenges. I want to congratte you on your dedication and efforts to achieve it. You have shown that with perseverance, hard work, anything is possible. I know this because first of all, I was where you are now and secondly, because I saw my beloved wife suffer, study, make sacrifices to achieve her dreams. It''s no secret that woman is my beloved wife. Congrattions, my love!"


    Now, getting back to the point, the world is full of opportunities for you. There are new paths to explore and goals to reach. I encourage you to move forward with courage and determination. Have confidence in your abilities and be brave to pursue your dreams. Remember that your education is an invaluable treasure. Keep learning and growing in all aspects of your lives. Education doesn''t end with graduation, it''s a continuous process.


    Once again, congrattions graduates. I''m sure you will have a bright future full of sess. Go ahead and enjoy the journey! His eyes met mine and I swear to God I felt lost, it was just the two of us, as if everything around us disappeared. When I came back to reality, the director was calling my name, it was my moment.


    I walked among my peers with sensuality and provocation, I knew he was watching me. I climbed the stairs of the stage with the help of the protocol team, to then stand facing the microphone. Serkan was behind me, I could feel the heat emanating from his body. I took the microphone and started speaking.


    "My dear graduates, friends, acquaintances, and family. Today is a very special day for all of us. After years of effort, dedication, and sacrifice, we have finally reached the end of this important stage in our lives. I am honored to be the one giving this final speech to share this moment with you and congratte you on your great achievement.


    Since we started our different careers, we have had to face many challenges, we have had to ovee difficult exams, exhausting work, long hours of study, and moments of uncertainty. But through all of this, you have always maintained your focus, determination, and passion. And it is thanks to our hard work and perseverance that we are here today, ready to receive our graduate degree.


    But this is not just a personal achievement, it is also an achievement for your families, friends, and all those who have supported you along the way. They have been your cornerstone, your encouragement, and your unconditional support. I want you to take a moment to thank them for everything they have done for you, and recognize that you wouldn''t be here today without them.


    Now, as you graduate, you will face new challenges and opportunities. Some of you will continue your studies, others will start a new career, and some will travel the world. But regardless of what you do next, always remember what you have learned here. Remember the importance of education, perseverance, and passion. Remember that anything is possible if you work hard and don''t give up in the face of obstacles.This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    My dear graduates, I wish you all the best in your future endeavors. I hope to see all of you achieve great things and make a positive difference in the world. Congrattions again on your great achievement. Today is your special day, enjoy it and celebrate everything you have aplished. Thank you!"


    The apuse didn''t take long toe, Serkan approached me, took my waist to ce his hand on my belly, a clear sign of possession.


    "Congrattions, my dear wife!" he said as he kissed my forehead.


    "I would rmend you let me go if you don''t want me to make a scene and leave you embarrassed in front of everyone," I responded with feigned happiness.


    This time he listened to me, so he let me go gently and helped me return to my seat to wait for my diploma, when my name was heard giving me the signal to go up for my recognition, some apuse could be heard in the distance, with a smile on my lips I turned to look at him, it was him, Omer.


    I climbed onto the stage shaking hands with the university officials, but it was Serkan who handed me my diploma.


    "Congrattions, my beloved! It is an honor for me to present you with your diploma, you are now an architect and I am sure that soon you will be the bestndscape architect in the country."


    I didn''t say anything, I didn''t even smile, I was angry with him, he couldn''te and go as if nothing was happening between us. The ceremony ended quickly and beautifully, as family members approached to congratte their children, Omer appeared with his beautiful smile, taking me by the waist as he lifted me in the air, all worthy of a movie. All I did wasugh, feeling happy.


    "Congrattions, Sam. I am proud of you. Come, let''s go, I invite you to dinner."


    "She won''t go anywhere with you. If you know what''s good for you, you better let her go," Serkan said as he approached us with feigned calm. "And what if I don''t want to? Holy God! all hell would break loose."

 Darkness

    We were here in the middle of a crowd, Omer challenging Serkan and Serkan challenging Omer, both wanting to kill each other in front of everyone, obviously I wanted to die of embarrassment. -Please don''t make a scene, everyone is watching us- Imented as I stood between them.


    -We''re leaving.


    -Serkan please, I didn''te with you, I''m going to have dinner with Omer, when I arrive we will both celebrate, if we have anything to celebrate.


    Venom was the only thing that came out of my mouth, I wanted revenge, but I wouldn''t make a fool of myself in front of everyone.


    -You heard Serkan, he''s leaving with me, he prefers mypany, my hugs.


    -Omer please! Don''t make me leave with him, don''t challenge me.


    -What''s going on here- my father intervened, who was apanied by my mother.


    -What are you doing here?- I asked, looking at them finely, I didn''t want them near me.


    -Can''t wee to my daughter''s graduation? You may not carry my blood but you carry myst name, I don''t want gossip.


    -It wasn''t necessary for you toe, your presence bothers me.


    -I don''t care what you want, in the end we have an agreement Samantha, you have to go with your husband, if you leave with this man- my father said, looking Omer up and down- you will unleash shame on both families, use your brain. My father was a ruthless pig, he knew perfectly well what he was capable of to keep the peace. I decided to go with Serkan, there was no point in fighting against the current, they were all damned.


    We were both in the car, the driver was silent while I just looked out the window, Serkan was talking on the phone as always, eclipsing my existence.


    -I hope you''re happy, you''ve created a wave of gossip.


    -You''re the one to me, I told you I was going with Omer, to let me go, I didn''t go to my graduation with you, I didn''t even invite you, I care very little what people might say about me, nobody knows the hell I''m living.


    -I didn''t force you to get married, much less to get pregnant, you''re not going toe and deceive me with your innocent face pretending you''re a saint, you''re the damn culprit of my family''s misfortunes.


    His words were ice daggers piercing my chest, hurting me to death, a slow and painful death, he was using me of something I didn''t even know what.


    -What are you using me of? What did I do to ruin your life?- I asked hysterically.


    -Forget it, you''re not worth it, you''re nothing but a good maniptive actress, you like to get in bed with strangers and then get pregnant. Wait! What?


    I didn''t realize the exact moment when my hand flew to his cheek, mming with all the force possible.


    -Stop the car- I yelled losing control.


    -No, you won''t go, you have to pay.


    -What do I have to pay for?


    -Yourck of respect, your lies, your maniption. You''re a disgraceful Samantha! On top of everything you had to wear that dress, I can''t exin how I felt when I saw you, why did you take it without my consent? -Stop the car or I swear I''ll jump, I prefer death than being by your side.


    I waited a few seconds and the car stopped abruptly and before I could do anything else, Serkan opened the car door, taking me roughly by the arm.


    -Go, disappear from my life- Serkan shouted.


    -You don''t have to tell me twice, never again.


    I watched him get into his car and then drive away, I was left alone, in the middle of the road, directionless, not knowing what to do. Tears began to fall down my cheeks as I tried to process what had just happened. How had I gotten to this point? How had I allowed my life to be a total chaos? I felt lost, confused, and hurt.


    I decided to walk, to get away from everything that tormented me. I needed time to think, to reflect, to decide what my next step would be. But the rain didn''t give me a break, there were as many drops as tears, my dress was ruined, although I knew it didn''t belong to me, I deduced from Serkan''s reaction that it belonged to one of his former lovers, I don''t know what I was thinking.Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    I felt overwhelmed by a mix of feelings: shame, anger, confusion, sadness. I felt exposed to everyone, humiliated by the public argument with Omer and Serkan. My parents had appeared at the worst possible moment and their presence only increased my difort. I felt like my life had spiraled out of control, that I had lost my way and didn''t know what to do anymore.


    Serkan''s words hurt me deeply, using me of things I didn''t understand. His anger made me react and lose control, and ultimately, I found myself abandoned on the road, in the rain and directionless. Tears were flowing ceaselessly as I tried to understand what had happened and how everything hade to that point.


    I felt lost and alone, not knowing which path to take. I needed time to clear my thoughts, to decide what to do next. The rain and the ruined dress were metaphors of my life at that moment: disorder and chaos. I needed to find a direction, a way out, to be able to move forward. But at that moment, all I could do was walk in the rain and try to find answers. I had been walking for about twenty minutes when a car came at full speed, I couldn''t move, fear paralyzed me.


    I felt my legs trembling in fear when I saw the car approaching at high speed, the lights blinded me and my body stood still, unable to react. I heard the screeching of the tires getting closer and closer, the sharp sound piercing my ears. Sudden and sharp pain invaded me when the car finally hit me, my limbs twisted in an anguishing spasm.


    My head hit the asphalt hard, the dull sound of my skull against the road echoed in my ears like a macabre echo. Intense heat spread throughout my body, an unbearable pain that made me groan in agony. Everything turned dark, emptiness and nothingness took over my mind in an instant, leaving me in a state of confusion and indescribable terror.


    The sepulchral silence enveloped my being, while my consciousness slowly faded into darkness.

 She

    Ever since I got married to that woman, my life became a damn hell. I swear, when I saw her in that dress I wanted to die; she wore that garment without my permission, ruining everything.


    That dress belonged to my great love, my beloved Eleanor. We couldn''t continue with our ns because of Samantha, who had to show up and ruin everything. But I wasn''t going to blind myself, Samantha stirred feelings in me. Her skin so white that I could barely see it. Whenever we were together, it was either with the lights off or I would get desperate and not admire her as I should.


    And to top it all off, that damn Omer had to show up, the savior of the innocent, who was nothing but a joke. Both he and I were hiding the truth from Samantha. The rain fell mercilessly, she had stayed in the street because of her damn stubbornness. I wouldn''t humiliate myself, I knew that everything had changed in London, but upon arriving here everything came together, making me regain consciousness once again and look forward.


    I entered the house like a bat out of hell, serving myself a drink I urgently needed. My gaze was lost in those huge windows through which I could see the rain falling.


    "Sir," said my driver and bodyguard.


    "What''s happening?"


    "ording to informants, there was a car ident near where we left thedy."


    My whole body tensed, a strange sensation settled in my chest. Concern? Or perhaps it was fear?


    "An ident? Is Samantha involved in that?" I asked with concern.This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    "We''re not sure, sir. But maybe we should go check," the driver replied.


    Without thinking twice, I set the ss aside and ran out of the house. I couldn''t allow anything to happen to Samantha, despite all our problems and differences. The rain continued to fall heavily, but nothing could stop me at that moment. Upon arriving at the ident site, my heart stopped when I saw the wrecked car and Samantha being attended to by paramedics. I ran towards her, but her body was covered in blood.


    "Samantha! Are you okay?" I eximed worriedly, while a paramedic responded to me.


    "Are you a family member?"


    "I''m her husband," I replied firmly.


    "Your wife has several fractures, the car was speeding, the driver fled leaving the vehicle, could you tell me thedy''s name."


    "Samantha Ferner, she is pregnant."


    "You can go with thedy, but she needs to be urgently transported."


    Without thinking twice, I got into the ambnce. My heart was racing, my hands were shaking. Seeing her on that stretcher covered in blood, almost dead, was wreaking havoc on me. All of this was my fault.


    The journey to the clinic was hell, the streets were crowded with cars, making it harder to navigate. Samantha was losing a lot of blood, her legs were red and purple, her chest hardly moved, her eyes didn''t open and she had a head injury. When we finally arrived at the hospital, the doctors were waiting. Omer was one of them. Upon seeing him, anger and threats poured out of me. Sam was in bad shape, pregnant, and in need of urgent attention.


    I sat on the floor in the waiting room, desperate. Tears started to escape. I dialed her father''s number, who answered on the third ring.


    "What''s up, Ferner? No refunds epted," he answered mockingly.


    "I''m not in the mood for jokes. Listen to me, bring your damn ass to the downtown hospital. Samantha had an ident and she''s very bad."


    A silence ensued, then his mother''s voice.


    "What did you do to my daughter, bastard?" she shouted crazily.


    "Tell me what Samantha''s blood type is, please," was all I could say.


    Her mother started crying without being able to speak. Her father gave me an answer that wouldplicate things even more.


    "Samantha has golden blood, she has a very rare blood type, it''s called Rhnull."


    I hung up the call, got up and ran to the operating room door where Samantha was. I wanted to know something about her, but no one would tell me anything.


    Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Omer came out of the operating room and approached me with a serious look. It seemed like he had been crying.


    "Sam is in critical condition. She has lost a lot of blood and is in danger. We need to do a blood transfusion as soon as possible, but her blood type is very rare. We need to find someone with Rhnull blood to save her. She doesn''t have much time left. I will wait for her parents to arrive to give full information. I don''t trust you."


    At that moment, I understood the gravity of the situation. Samantha was fighting for her life, and I was guilty of everything. I felt desperate, guilty, andpletely lost.


    Making a decision, I went to him.


    "Do whatever is necessary to save her. I will do whatever it takes to find someone with that blood type. I won''t give up."


    "You don''t have to give me orders, I''m not doing it for you, I''m doing it for her, because I love her."


    "She..." I stammered, not daring to ask.


    "No Serkan, as unbelievable as it may seem, the baby is still alive."


    Saying that I felt like I was dying was an understatement, my heart didn''t stop for even a second. I had called every blood bank in the country, had contacts searching all over the world, and no one was able to find anything.


    I was losing my mind, Sam''s parents had arrived, her mother was out of control and her father remained silent, seeming to be hiding something.


    My own parents didn''t take long to arrive, but they were only there to keep up appearances. The press was already aware, it was only a matter of time before they tried to get a picture of Samantha to publish on the front page, as if she were a trophy.


    My heart was beating so strongly it felt like it wanted to burst out of my chest, and my nerves were on edge. The tension in the room was palpable, and interactions with each person in that waiting room were like sparks of electricity igniting a me inside me.


    The operation continued while we all stayed in the long waiting hallway, where you couldn''t even hear a fly buzzing, until my phone rang.


    -Sir-it was my driver.


    -Were you able to find something? I asked hopefully, holding on to a chance.


    -Yes, we found someone with the same blood as your wife, but they''re asking for ten million dors in exchange.


    Who is it? I asked curiously. The amount was outrageous, but my wife''s life was priceless.


    It''s your father-inw, sir, thedy''s father.


    With the phone still on my cheek, I turned to look at him. A wicked smile crossed his face. I couldn''t hold back and pounced on him. Everyone reacted trying to pull me off. -You son of a b**ch! -I yelled as my father held me back.


    -Nothing is free in this life, now you know the price.


    Everyone turned to look at me, but it was Samantha''s mother who spoke first.


    -What''s going on?-she asked, fearing the answer.


    Her husband has the same blood as your daughter and wants ten million in exchange for donating it.


    Tears filled Samantha''s mother''s eyes. She looked at her husband with a mix of surprise and horror on her face. He simply shrugged, showing no remorse for his cruel ckmail.


    Without a second thought, I pulled out my wallet and called mywyer to make the necessary arrangements to transfer the money. I didn''t care about the money at that moment, I just wanted to save my wife and child''s life. Mywyer will take care of the paperwork. Now, fulfill your end of the deal.


    It will be a pleasure -he replied without a hint of emotion.


    I didn''t want to leave the waiting room, but my father was getting more stubborn, insisting on talking to me. I knew exactly what he wanted, but I wasn''t in the mood for jokes. This time I wouldn''t let him cross the line. I walked decisively towards the entrance of the clinic. He followed me.


    What do you want? Spit it out.


    -You know what I want. It''s not worth paying that amount of money for that woman. This is our chance for revenge. They will pay for everything. Don''t hesitate, Serkan, I raised a man, don''t let me lose control.


    My blood began to boil, my heart was racing, I would lose control.


    I looked at him with fury and approached him, taking steps like a lion when it has its prey in sight.


    -Dad, I know I owe you respect, but that is something that is earned. I''m involved in all of this because of you, now don''t ask me to let my wife die. She''s my wife and she''s expecting a child.


    A child who is not yours -he replied with impetus.


    To hell with that! It''s my child, whether or not it has my blood, it''s mine. I''ll believe in him, I''ll love him. I care very little about what you all say. If anyone dares to stand in my way, I''ll drag them with a hurricane. You, my mom, and that damn Omer can go to hell I shouted disoriented, confronting my father like never before.


    Suddenly his handnded on my cheek. My father had hit me.


    Did you forget everything he did? Don''te at me with nonsense. Don''t challenge me, Serkan. I''ll kill her, disappear that bastard, if I don''t end him first.


    -What did he do to you? I asked as I continued shouting. Allow me to doubt this whole story. Such an innocent person is not capable of devising such a n. You''re inventing all of this to manipte me.


    -Please, son, don''t be ridiculous!


    -You''ve been warned, father. Cancel everything you''ve orchestrated because I won''t hesitate to destroy you. I want you to stay away from my wife and my child. Preferably, from my life.


    Are you threatening me, Serkan? -he asked in his typical intimidating tone, a pity it didn''t affect me.


    -A warning is a warning, father.


    Like hell it is, Serkan!


    My father was truly furious. Nothing was going ording to n. Everything was falling apart, but what was my fault for loving her? I fell in love with her from the first time I saw her. I swear I tried to stay away. As proof, if I had not left her, she wouldn''t be fighting for her life.


    I was about to respond when a familiar voice joined the argument.


    -Problems between father and son? What''s going on, Serkan? Your daddy doesn''t protect you anymore.


    -Shut up and leave, this is none of your business!


    Father, are you going to let him talk to you like that? I warned you, you should have let me continue with the task-the stranger spoke with malice as he smiled.


    I want you to stay away from my wife. You and my father have been warned I said as I walked towards him, ready to punch him in the face. I hated the way he looked at me. My father and he were really simr, with slightly darker skin. Those evil-filled ck eyes, a demon-like smile. No one would doubt they were father and son, while I was somethingpletely different. I seemed to be from another family.


    -Enough! Serkan, Omer, that''s enough. Let''s not make a scene worse. You go do your shift -he said, pointing to the doctor- and you, Serkan, go to your wife, but don''t forget my warning.


    And you don''t forget mine. I want you out of my life.


    With that said, I turned around and entered the clinic again, hoping for better news.

 A slow death

    Entering this hospital was a slow death, the smell of cheap disinfectant mixed with the blood and the crying of people screaming for losing a loved one, it was quite a pathetic scene. I walked decisively until I saw the horrendous and hypocritical faces of Samantha''s parents and my mother, a detestable mix. "Have they heard anything?" I asked, staring at the operating room door.


    "No, my daughter is still in surgery," my mother-inw''s mother replied.


    "I would appreciate it if everyone left, including you mother. My father is waiting for you outside. You have already posed for the press, now leave," I ordered with authority. My mother did not reply, she left the room without saying anything. "I''m not going, she''s my daughter. If you want, force me to leave."


    Samantha''s mother seemed to have gained an unnecessary courage, she was not in the mood to tolerate ridiculous outbursts.


    "Out! Your husband- I sighed furiously as I walked to approach them-sold me your daughter as a piece of meat a few months ago. I know you were aware. Don''te at this stage with that lie that you care about your daughter. She doesn''t need to see your damn suffering mother''s face. If you don''t leave, I will cancel our entire agreement and leave you on the street."


    Both of their faces paled, I hit the nail on the head. Not even the supposed feeling they had for Samantha was as strong as their love for money.


    They both left the waiting room without saying a word. I felt better, I could be at peace with my thoughts, I knew everything was my fault. I had treated her like a dog and now I deserved to suffer.


    I waited for a long hour until the doctor finally came out, one I hadn''t seen before.


    "Family of Samantha."


    "I am, her husband. Tell me how everything went?" I asked, fearful of the answer.


    "Thedy is very delicate. She was given blood, but in conditions of massive transfusion or multiple transfusions, more seriousplications in pregnancy can arise."


    "Whatplications?" I asked nervously.


    "Well sir, theseplications include: hypothermia, electrolyte imbnce involving low levels of potassium, hyperkalemia, hypocalcemia which is just low levels of calcium. She could also present coagulopathy, when this happens the coagtion factors dilute causing weak or disabled coagtion, depletion of 2,3 -DPG, depletion of aponent of blood that regtes how easily oxygen moves from hemoglobin to tissue, jaundice, infection, alloimmunization, transfusion reactions. That''s why she will be under strict surveince throughout the night. If she does not have fever, we can rest a little more peacefully.


    "I want to know about my son. Is there hope for him to be born healthy?"


    There it was, finally I could release that knot in my throat since I got here.


    "The baby is being monitored. Let''s hope the child can continue to grow normally without alterations for the rest of the gestation. We hope to finish this pregnancy on happy terms." "What did you say? Did I hear it wrong, are these my ideas?"


    "What did you say, doctor?" I asked. "A boy?"


    "That''s right, I thought you knew you were expecting a boy. While monitoring him, we were able to realize that it is a boy."


    "A boy! We''re expecting a boy!" I eximed excitedly and full of joy. Finally some good news in the middle of this nightmare. I had already said it, I didn''t care if he had my blood or Omer''s; he was my son, that was not up for debate. I thanked the doctor for the information and stayed waiting to be allowed to see Samantha. In the meantime, I called my driver to inform him about the situation and ask him toe to the hospital, I needed to solve some pending issues. After insisting a bit, finally the doctor allowed me to see Samantha. I had to put on sterile clothes and cover myselfpletely, we couldn''t risk bringing germs. When my eyesnded on her body, I felt my heart squeeze in my chest. She was pale and weak, but still breathing. Her mouth was dry and open from the tubes, her hair was tucked under a huge bandage covering her head. I felt like dying.


    I sat by her side, taking her hand carefully. She felt so fragile, as if she could break.


    "Samantha, honey, I''m here. Everything will be fine. We will ovee this together. I know I behaved horribly, but I want you to forgive me. I swear I would give my life for you, pay whatever price to switch ces. Please, don''t die... Don''t die because of me."


    A tear escaped without permission, then thousands came out uncontrobly.This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    "I have no forgiveness for all I made you go through in such a short time. But I love you. I don''t want a world without you. How am I supposed to live without the person who makes me breathe? My love for you came out of nowhere, but it settled in my heart like a dagger. I have been waiting for you all this time. I am sure that in other lives I have loved you in the same way. Please, don''t leave me, I beg you,e back to me," I whispered with a voice that was broken with emotion.


    For the first time in a long time, I felt the hope of a better future, with my wife and my son. I wanted to forget about vengeance and family debts. I did not want to be the one who had to live immersed in a world of darkness, by extinguishing the only light that shines for me.


    I sighed "I love you, Samantha,e back. I will always be waiting for you to love you."


    The machines started going crazy, making it clear that something had happened. I wasn''t foolish, her heart had stopped and mine with hers. Several doctors and nurses entered within seconds.


    "What''s happening? Tell me," I asked desperately.


    "Nurse, get this man out, he can''t be here."


    The order was precise, but I was determined to stay. I fought with all my might, I would wait by her side all night if necessary. I wouldn''t leave her alone for a single moment. I promised to be a better husband, to be there for her at all times and to love her as she deserved.


    The nurses ran like crazy, passing an injection to the doctor who didn''t hesitate to push it into my wife''s heart. I wasn''t a doctor but I realized that Samantha had died. And so, without further ado, I left the room, sitting on the floor of that huge hallway.


    My thoughts were clouded, my heart broken into a thousand pieces. I couldn''t believe I had lost my wife. I felt guilty for all the bad things I had done to her, for not being by her side when she needed me the most. Now I would have to live with that weight for the rest of my life.


    "What happened?" Omer shouted as he shook me by the shoulders.


    "She''s gone," I said, crying uncontrobly, because I couldn''t control my tears. I couldn''t stop time, much less turn it back. This was a wound that would never heal.


    "No, no, it has to be a lie."


    It was thest thing I heard Omer say, because I saw his body disappear on the way to the room where Samantha was, and apparently my half brother had also lost the love of his life.

 Making you suffer is my mission

    I grabbed my legs, hitting my head against the wall of that hospital, my heart was shattered into a thousand pieces like the pearl from that anime I loved so much when I was a kid. How do I remove the image of her dead body from my mind? I would negotiate with the devil himself if necessary for her to be alive, I don''t want to lose her, Oh my God help me! Give me a chance to make everything right, I couldn''t bear to be without her.


    I was crying like a little child, I never thought this woman could make me cry in such a way, I feel so strange, I am a bitter, strong-tempered, and arrogant man, how can a woman change my life? I married her to make her pay, but it seems like it''s me who is paying.


    "Sir, what happened?" my driver asked as he touched my shoulder.


    "She died, my wife died, I was in the room when the monitors started beeping, I saw them inject her with adrenaline, my son..." but I couldn''t continue because the tears wouldn''t let me speak.


    "I''ll go see what''s happening, please don''t do anything rash, wait for me here, I promise I won''t be long." I saw him disappear through the door I had juste out of a few minutes ago. I didn''t have the strength to walk, I didn''t even want to walk, I just wanted to hide my head like an ostrich, but the sound of a camera caught my attention, it was the reporters. I lifted my head and looked at them.


    "Mr. Ferner, is it true what''s being rumored around the hospital, that your wife has died?" asked that intrusive reporter, not stopping taking pictures of me.


    I got up from the floor in a fury, wanting to kill her with my own hands, I took two steps ready to jump on her, but a hand rested on my shoulder, making me step back.


    "Mr. Ferner is not avable to answer your questions, we would appreciate it if you respect the family''s privacy and in turn I invite you to leave, all peacefully."


    "Are you threatening us?" asked that stupid woman.


    "No, I am in charge of the family''s security, I am highly trained to answer your questions, but I don''t want to, so either you leave or we will sue the channel, you are viting Mr. Ferner''s privacy." The woman did not respond and had no choice but to leave without a word, apparently my driver was well trained, but that couldn''t be doubted, he was a retired Martin.


    "Sir, I told you not to do anything rash, please sit down, let''s wait for the security team to arrive and then you can take a shower."


    "I won''t move from here, I remind you that I am the one giving the orders and I am not willing to leave the hospital," I said with a sour tone, unable to control myself.


    "I know, sir, but in those conditions you cannot see your wife, it would imply contamination, besides what would you say if you see everything covered in blood and messy." I looked at him with a furrowed brow.


    "What are you saying?" I asked, looking at him. "What are you trying to tell me?"


    "Mrs. Ferner is still alive, God has given her a second chance." My legs gave way, making me fall to the ground. "Thank you, my God!"


    "I want to see her."


    "You can''t, she''s in critical condition, at the moment it''s not possible, be content knowing that she''s still fighting, so take care of yourself and change." My driver took care of getting me a room, clean clothes, personal care products, after a cold shower I was more active, more presentable, ready to take control of the world again if she had endured all that time then it meant she was still fighting.


    I left that room with a sour look on my face to meet my driver.


    "Sir, the news won''t stop talking about you. Yourwyer needs to talk to you and the public rtions manager wants you to authorize some things."Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    "Perfect, I''ll take care of it. Get a copy of every newspaper in the city and bring it to me, I want the security team in the entire building, I don''t want any mistakes," I said, looking at him steadily, the man didn''t even flinch.


    "I''ll do that." With that, he left. I approached the reception and asked for the person I was looking for, the nurse didn''t hesitate to give me the information, there was nothing that money and a pretty face couldn''t solve.


    I took the elevator to office thirty-two, I opened the door without knocking, I wasn''t in the mood for formalities, there he was attending a patient. "What are you doing here? You have to wait, I''m busy."


    "I don''t care," I red at the patient before speaking, "Get out of here!" The young man didn''t hesitate and left the office like a scared mouse. "You can''t do that! You''re not God, this is my workce and my building," my brother shouted, more agitated than usual.


    "Your building? All of this is mine and you know it, you have nothing, I''m here to advise you, I want you away from Samantha and my son." "He''s my son."


    "No, he''s my wife''s and the child she carries in her womb is mine. I advise you to leave things be because I won''t hesitate to bring down your house of cards."


    "Why are you doing this? You don''t love her, you married her because you wanted to collect the debt, but you don''t love her, I fell in love with her, let her go free." Our eyes were shooting fire, two pairs of eyes, one blue and one brown, were facing each other for the love of a woman.


    "If you love her so much, then sign once and for all and renounce everything you have, you''ll end up with nothing, I can call mywyer and settle this. What do you say?" I knew what his weakness was, so I would y one of my cards, I wasn''t going to lose this battle, he didn''t even say a word.


    "You''re a coward, Omar, you don''t deserve anything, you like money more, I will get my wife out of this ce."


    "You can''t, her health is critical." I narrowed my eyes. "You knew she wasn''t dead and you didn''te to tell me."


    "Making you suffer is my mission," he replied with a wicked smile.


    "Stay away from us or you''ll pay dearly." With that, I left that ce heading towards the area where Samantha was, it was true that everything started off bad but I was willing to win her back, I had to admit that I loved her, I didn''t know when it happened, or even how all these feelings happened, but I would enjoy it.

 A dream

    My body ached a lot and I felt truly exhausted, in the distance I could hear sirens and conversations. Where was I? I tried to open my eyes but they were too heavy or maybe I just didn''t have the strength to open them. Finally, I gave up and let myself be carried away by the fatigue.


    I didn''t know how many hours had passed, but here I was again lost in my thoughts unable to wake up. I was about to give up when a very familiar voice echoed all around me.


    That voice was Serkan''s. Had hee? But where was he? Something very bad must be happening for him toe looking for me.


    I wanted to decipher what he was saying but the echo was not allowing me to understand clearly.


    His words continued to sound one after the other and desperation was taking over me. I wanted to see him, talk to him. It was true that he was iplete like an animal, that nothing about our rtionship was right, but I had fallen in love with him even maybe since the first day.


    I wanted with all my force for this baby to be his, for his blood to run through his veins, a mix of our involuntary love.


    "Please, don''t leave me, I beg you,e back to me."


    His words pierced me, awakening more desperation and anguish. I want to see him, touch him, where was he.


    "Serkan!" I shouted for him to hear me but it didn''t work.


    "Serkan, I want to be with you."


    But none of my attempts worked. I was lost. By this point, I think I was dead already, so I gave up and let myself be carried away by a deep darkness.


    When I woke up again, I was in the middle of a field of sunflowers, surrounded by their yellow glow and intoxicating fragrance. I closed my eyes automatically to enjoy this wonder.


    The sun shone brightly in the blue sky, and a soft breeze caressed my skin, carrying with it the sweet scent of the flowers.


    Walking among the tall nts, I felt a sense of peace and serenity that enveloped my entire being. I opened my eyes to look at the sky, but then closed them again and breathed deeply, feeling my heart fill with calm and tranquility.


    Iy on the green grass and let myself go. Suddenly, I heard a child''sughter and when I opened my eyes, I saw a little boy with blue eyes and blonde hair running towards me. His face radiated happiness and his eyes shone with a special light that captivated me. He seemed familiar, but where could I know him from? I didn''t even know where I was.


    "Hello!" he greeted me with a radiant smile. "Are you new here? Do you like this ce?"


    I nodded, unable to take my eyes off his angelic face. I felt inexplicably drawn to him, as if we were destined to meet in this magical ce, as if we had a connection.


    The boy sat beside me and together we gazed at the field of sunflowers stretching to the horizon. He didn''t say a word until finally, I decided to break the ice. "Where are we? Have you been here long?" I asked curiously.


    He turned to me with a beautiful smile.


    "No, to be honest, I don''t know. I lost track of time. I just came to look for my mom."


    His answer surprised me, so I wasn''t alone.


    "Where is your mom?"


    "Over there," he said,ughing heartily.


    We talked a little more. The little boy was full of dreams and desires, hopes and longings. He told me incredible stories about imaginary worlds and fantastic adventures, while I listened entranced, immersed in a sea of emotions and sensations. Little by little, reality faded away and I delvedpletely into this wonderful dream, where time stood still and everything was possible. The boy took my hand and together we continued walking through the field of sunflowers, exploring every corner and discovering the scent of each flower.


    Finally, the boy stopped in front of me and looked me in the eyes.


    "You must wake up, Samantha," he said softly but firmly. "Your journey is not over yet. You must go back and fulfill your destiny."


    "How do you know my name?" I asked amazed.This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    "How could I not know the name of my beautiful mother? Now you must wake up, Mom. I still have time left, but if you give up, we cannot meet again. Besides, my dad is very sad without you. You must also help him. I know he is a bit grumpy, but he loves you as much as I do."


    His words resonated within me, making me reflect on everything I had left behind, on the people who needed me, and on my purpose in this world. I took the boy in my arms and hugged him tight, feeling an indescribable connection with him.


    "Thank you for reminding me of who I am, for reminding me of my purpose, and for reminding me of the love I left behind. I promise to wake up and move forward, for you and for all those who need me. I love you, my little angel! I will be waiting eagerly for you."


    And with those words, I slowly opened my eyes, leaving behind that beautiful field of sunflowers and the boy who reminded me of my true essence. I found myself in a hospital room, with machines all around and a horrible tubeing out of my mouth. My body ached relentlessly, tears began to flow uncontrobly, but something caught my attention.


    In front of the bed was a huge window, and on it was Serkan smiling at me openly. He had a look full of concern, but he was still as handsome and imposing as ever.


    A bunch of people entered the room.


    "Wee back, Mrs. Ferner, it''s a pleasure to have you back. I am Dr. Fin and I am in charge of you. This is my team of nurses. Please don''t get agitated, I will remove this from your mouth," he said, proceeding to take the huge tube out of my mouth, leaving me with a feeling of pain and burning.


    "Water," I whispered.


    "We will give you some water in a moment, but let me examine you first."


    The doctor took a few minutes to make sure everything was fine, and when he finished, he let me rest for a while.


    I didn''t know the hour or the day, but the room waspletely dark. However, someone''s cheeks rested on my hand. I tried to touch the person''s face, but they woke up and stood up to turn on the light. I shut my eyes and then opened them with difficulty, feeling a strong light shining on my face. I blinked several times until my eyes adjusted to the light and I could see clearly my surroundings.


    My heart raced when I saw Omer''s face leaning over me, with a look of concern in his eyes.


    Wait! What? Omer?

 An opportunity

    My heart raced when I saw Omer''s face leaning over me, with a look of concern in his eyes. His warm andforting hand rested on mine, but instead of feeling calm by his presence, I felt a knot in my stomach. I wanted to see my husband, whom I had seen through that window a few minutes ago, I wanted to see Serkan.


    "Omer..." I murmured weakly, trying to find the right words to express how I felt.Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    "Oh my god! Thank God you woke up, I was so distressed, you scared me to death, I thought I would lose you Sam, I really got scared."


    "You don''t have to worry about me like that," I wanted to say more but he wouldn''t stop talking.


    "When I found out you were here, I thought my heart woulde out of my mouth but it was worse when you went into cardiac arrest, I wanted to die with you, with your little one, Sam I don''t think I can wait any longer, I want you to know that I''m in love with you, I want to start a family with you, I don''t care how long I have to wait for you."


    I looked at him fixedly without knowing what else to say, I knew perfectly well the words I had to use, but I couldn''t break his heart.


    "Thank you for everything you''ve done for me. I want you to know how much I appreciate you and how grateful I am for your help," I replied as sincerely as possible.


    He nodded with a sad smile on his face, understanding my internal conflict.


    "Samantha, I will always be here to help you with anything you need. You know I love you very much and I would do anything for you."


    Tears filled my eyes when I realized how lucky I was to have someone like Omer by my side in such a difficult moment. But despite his kindness and unconditional support, my heart longed for the presence of my husband, with whom I felt such a deep connection that was impossible to describe in words. Despite everything that had happened with Serkan, I couldn''t deny that I wanted to be by his side.


    "Omer, I need to be honest with you," I murmured with a trembling voice, feeling a lump in my throat. "I need my husband. Please, can you bring him here? I need to see him, feel his presence next to me, I''m in love with him, in the heart no onemands, I wish things were different but the reality is another, I don''t even know why I''m here, the only thing I''m sure of is that I don''t want to hurt you."


    Omer nodded sadly, knowing he could fulfill my wish but willing to do everything in his power to stop me.


    "Samantha, I know I can only be by your side right now, but I promise I will do everything possible to try to distance myself from you. But if one day your prince turns into an ogre, just tell me what you need and I''ll do everything in my power to make it happen."


    I thanked him with a weak gesture, feeling a deep gratitude for his kindness and understanding. I knew I couldn''t me anyone for this love triangle, but it was clear that my heart still longed for his presence, hisfort, and his caresses, Serkan was everything and nothing.


    As Omer walked away to contact Serkan, I closed my eyes in the hope of being able to rest a little more, but I fellpletely asleep.


    When I woke up again, I saw the face of my husband Serkan, those beautiful eyes staring at me, with a look of relief and love in his eyes. His warm andforting hand caressed my cheek, and at that moment I knew I was with the person I truly loved, the person I wanted to be with for the rest of my life.


    "Samantha, my love, are you okay?" Serkan whispered, with a smile on his lips. "Do you need anything? Do you want to eat? I''ll call for whatever you want."


    I nodded with tears in my eyes, feeling a deep gratitude for having him by my side. I knew Omer had been a great support in difficult times, but my heart belonged to Serkan, and I couldn''t deny the happiness I felt having him back by my side. "I''m fine, Serkan. Thank you for being here," I replied softly, feeling the love and peace that only he could give me. "What happened to me? My baby..."


    "The baby is fine, don''t worry, calm down, you can''t get agitated, the truth is, a car hit you, you were in bad shape, I thought you were going to die, you have no idea how bad I felt, I know all this is my fault for leaving you in thatpletely vulnerable street."


    "Serkan... I tried to talk to him but he kept on with his outburst of words.


    "I know I behaved very badly, but I will make it up to you, we can go back to London where we were happy, I''m willing to do whatever it takes for you to forgive me."


    I looked at him fixedly and smiled, our little one looked a lot like him.


    "Serkan, stop!" I raised my voice to get his attention. "What''s wrong? What do you need? I''ll go get the doctor."


    "It''s not necessary, I just wanted to tell you that we''re having a boy, I''ve seen him," I smiled.


    "I know," he said as his smile widened. "How did you see him?"


    "In my dreams, he''s as beautiful as you."


    He approached to hug me very carefully, but we were interrupted by a nurse who had to clean me up, but he strongly refused, iming he was my husband so he could fulfill that mission. "Please, let me take care of you. I want to take care of you and protect you at all times," he said tenderly.


    I was surprised by his gesture of affection and protection, making me feel more loved than ever. Despite the difficult situation we were in, his presence and support were a balm to my soul. I felt protected and loved in that moment, despite everything that had happened between us. There was still love andplicity in our rtionship, and now we were going to be parents together.


    While hugging Serkan, I silently thanked him for being by my side, for hismitment and unconditional support. I knew that together we could ovee any obstacle that came our way, and that our child would be the greatest blessing we could receive. In that moment, I decided to forgive him for all the times he had driven me crazy, for all the arguments and disagreements we had. Because at the end of the day, what mattered was the love we had for each other and the family we were going to build together.


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