AYLA Quinn would call it courage. Yeona would call it fate. And I'll say, it is madness. What the hell am I even thinking of asking my boss to kiss me? That's not even the worse part. The worse part is I'm not afraid or embarrassed like I used to be. I'm getting comfortable around him. "What?" He asked me, tilting his head up a little. He was still lying on the matter while I sat beside him with the blanket wrapped around my body. "What?" I asked in turn. "You are smiling to yourself." "Because I don't know what else to do." "What do you mean?" He questioned, confused. I probably can't tell what I was running through my head right now. So I told him what I thought earlier. "It's hard to explain. I may regret saying this but I'll tell you. Yesterday I felt so lonely. I kept staring at my phone as if it would somehow become a human being. Today, I just remembered that I left my phone downstairs, and Quinn will probably curse me for not picking up her call.
AYLA My phone is still in my hand. And I don't know whether I'm trying to hold onto or drop it. One of my hands clutched his shirt as if my life depended on it, and the other hand held my phone near his collar. I've kissed men before. Men kissed me before. Hell, even Jayden kissed me before but not like this. He was soft outside that pub. He was gentle. But now, this kiss is everything but gentle. His mouth goes as deep as it could but not even once did he pull back. Not even once did he back off, not even for a second breath. I never knew that someone could be so desperate to kiss me that they even forget breathing. It all happened in a blink of an eye. I was hesitant that Mason was watching us. But never knew when did I stop caring and went with the flow. It's all like magic. The sad thing about those magical moments is they always end. When he pulled back, it took me good five minutes to realise that Mason wasn't there. And my boss didn't even mind checking on him like I
A FEW YEARS BACK,NOTTINGHAM"It's just the wall is in thick green colour. It's distracting. Why would anyone want to paint the wall that way? People seriously lack taste.Is it?What?A fish?Oh. How are you feeling now? Did you buy new books?Did you..." His voice trailed off as he sensed Mason's eyes on him. He stopped plucking the leaves he was able to grab and slowly put his phone down. "Aren't you shamed to eavesdrop like that?" He asked him. Mason made a face of disgust. "Eavesdrop? What is even there to eavesdrop on? You talked about the colour of the wall for half an hour. What kind of boyfriend does that? Who even does that, Jay?" Jayden pointed his finger at him, "It's Jayden for you. She is my girl. I will talk about whatever the fuck I want." "That doesn't mean you should talk about a wall." "What is your problem? I felt something when I saw that wall and shared it with her." Jayden asked as he walked out of the garden, and Mason followed him
Her house was situated at the end of the street. She could see the beautiful gardens perched on the lawn of each mansion she has passed by. 'I could do it,' she thought. Just another minute and she will be inside her room, and he can't hurt her, or at least she thought he couldn't. His truck is still after her, following her into the house. Jack just came out of the house looking at her suspiciously. His gaze shifted to Nathaniel who shortly followed her. Nathaniel is taller than Jack but not as tall as Jayden. He has a muscled body and if something happens, Ayla was sure that would happen, she can't outdo him. He looked dangerous, and he got big hands. Something about that terrified her evenmore. She saw him leaning towards Jack and whispering something, and Jack looked at her with spite in his eyes a second later. * An eerie silence settled over the dinner table. Something is off or it's her fear of Na
AYLA A FEW YEARS AGO Her bedside clock read 11:45 PM. Her mom would never let her use her phone at that time. After sitting in the same position for an hour and a half, she got up slowly. A few times, Evelyn knocked at her door. But she ignored it. The knock came again, making her sigh. After all, it's not Evelyn's fault. She held an ice pack in her hand when Ayla opened the door. "I am sorry for what happened." She told her, handing over the ice pack. "You did nothing," Ayla said, taking the ice pack. "Thank you." She said in her hoarse tone. Then, Evelyn did the most unexpected thing. She took a strand of hair to the back of her ear in a motherly way. "You're a good girl, Ayla. I know that. Eda has raised you well. It's just your dad hated her. And he hates the knights. We had a long rivalry with them, and it made him furious. Otherwise, your dad wouldn't have. .." "He has never been my dad, Evelyn. Do not try to justify what he did. He slapped me because
AYLA PRESENT | By this time in my life, I knew so many things about Jayden. They are more than I thought I would. Right now, he is angry. It is pure rage mixed with something else that became hard to comprehend for me. Is it hurt, pain or just love? "No, I left you at your father's mercy." His words came out as a whisper with a heavy tone as though it was hurting him to talk with me. "I don't understand," I told him, confused. I came to Steph's cabin hoping to see him. A million thoughts ran in my head about how I would greet him after the kiss. I tried hard not to blush because he would grin like a devil. But never did I imagine, it would be like this. "Of course, because you don't remember." That's all it took for him to break me, a simple and stupid accusation. He was walking out without even looking back after throwing those few sharp words at me, and I started to realise the effect he had on me. I thought he was
AYLA Blake joined me for the morning run today. "So?" He asked, panting. "You are going on a date with your boss. You are one lucky girl." I laughed at his words. "I feel like I am a character in a novel." "I hope it's a novel full of smut." I punched him in the stomach. He acted like he couldn't breathe and did a fake cry, holding his stomach. If I didn't know him better, I would have trusted he was really in pain. "I haven't forgiven you yet," I yelled at him and ran faster. He joined me soon. "I am really happy for you." He says. "Need help with what are you going to wear?" I shook my head, "It's weird to take your help for a date with Jayden. Given, you are enemies and all." "When can we move past that?" He asked me with a hope. "When I know the full story." "He became yours. Do you still need to know the full story?" I nod my head. "It is my story. I had to know." "Good to know that you are accepting your past while moving forward in prese
Alya’s chest heaved up and down with every step her foot touched the ground. Sweat formed on the little of her cleavage shown from her sleeveless top. The song playing on her headset is nothing more than a constant buzz like an indistinctive noise when one is crowded. Her mind wandered somewhere along with her legs. She stopped at the first turn her eyes caught. Every time, she encounters a turn, she wouldn’t risk taking it, because she knows that she would lost. Sometimes, the turn appears just after two minutes of running. She would go back to her car and runs in a nearby park as long as she is not tired. Sometimes, she would go beyond miles. She has run for four miles today. She was going to turn around when her shoes stopped in the midway spotting a lady who just got from a car. “Tamam, tamam. seni geri arayacağım,janam. Hoscakal.” She heard the woman say on the phone before she hung up. As soon as Ayla