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Aziz had remained silent after Sanem requested he stopped talking. He wasn't here to traumatise her after all, they had business to attend to. She had walked out on the balcony to feel the cold air as she often did when she felt overwhelmed. Only this time, it wasn't sufficient, the tears wouldn't dry up, layers of pain had accumulated and she felt as if her soul had reached some kind of threshold and death would be sweeter than life.

A: ''I am not finished, come in!'' Sanem turned around, thrown out of her tumultuous thoughts; it was obvious Aziz couldn't care less about her emotional state. She walked in, following him and stood in front of him as he turned around.

A: ''From now on Sanem, you will be part of my operations.''

S: ''Wh... what?'' she tried to focus on the conversation despite the mess in her head.

A: ''As of this week, you will authorise access to cargo haul on private charters.''

S: ''no, no, I won't do it... I will never help you...''

A: ''you don't have a choice in the matter.'' Aziz was so calm and cold as opposed to Sanem who was completely broken and undone.

S: ''I won't... I will never work for you!'' she spat the words, her face looking disgusted. Aziz slowly approached her and slapped her face hard, making her tumble and fall to the floor. Her cheek was burning at the pain as she looked up at him, his eyes still calm and cold.

A: ''You will keep on signing the private cargo manifest as you have always done. Emre will clarify the details with you beforehand.''

Sanem was nodding right to left, her head speaking her thoughts despite the taste of blood in her mouth, which she guessed had dripped from her nose.

S: ''no... I... I can't help you...'' she started crying, ''I won't...'' Aziz showed his first sign of annoyance, his eyes growing and he latched his hand in her hair and pulled her up and against the wall. Sanem cried at the pain and fear.

A: ''You will do as you are told or you will get hurt... really hurt... you and your dear cousin Bulut... I will hurt anyone you have ever loved... Are we clear?''

He dropped her and walked away before she could answer.

A: ''I've had enough now!'' he almost wondered if getting rid of her wouldn't be easier but it was all set up now and he knew she would break anyway.

Sanem slid down the wall, holding her neck which she knew would bare the marks of his hand. She stayed on her knees.

A: ''now, I need to know... are you keeping any kind of notes regarding the information you shared with our agents?''

S: ''what?''

A: ''everything you knew, you have to be keeping notes...''