Can Yaman International Presents: Aşk ve Gurur~ Love and Pride

Chapter 13: Seni Özlerim (I Missed You)

At the end of Chapter 12, Part 2:  I shouldered my way through the crowd, my eyes locked on hers until I was standing in front of her shocked face. I plucked her hand away from the slimy little toad, picked him up and bodily removed him from her vicinity. I resisted the urge to hurl him across the room. "Touch her again and I'll break you in half," I said to him, my voice deepening to an almost unintelligible growl. "How dare you! I'm calling the police." The little jerk sputtered. "Leave here with this man and you'll never see your sisters again!" Her mother declared furiously. I looked at Sanem, her shining eyes never straying from my face. I cupped her cheeks and kissed her hard. "Mine." 

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"We are so ecstatic to announce the union..."

My mother's words barely registered. Every atom in my body was attuned to the man walking towards me, his scorching eyes locked on mine. With his hair loose and wearing a fitted shirt outlining his massive shoulders and arms, he looked ferocious. Half-tame and indescribably gorgeous. He was vibrating with a wild energy I was sure every female in the room could feel. I flushed from the top of my head to the tips of my toes as my body answered his wordless call. Pinned by the savage look in his eyes, I was frozen in place.

Mine! The word flashed in my mind. Oh, yes.

It didn't even register when Yiğit took my hand in his clammy one. Until Can was standing in front of me. He glanced down at our hands with his lips twisted in a fierce grimace. In one furious move, my hand was freed and Yigit was physically picked up and relocated.

"Touch her again and I'll break you in half."

I should not be finding this sort of barbaric, uncivilized behavior sexy. But my body felt different and I shamelessly reveled in the fierce look he gave me. I trembled, rooted to the floor unable to move, only vaguely aware of my mother's shrill voice and Yigit's outraged tones. He cupped my face in his hands and crushed his lips to mine for a moment in a passionate, searing kiss.

Mine!

My knees almost gave out. But before I could melt at his feet like a human puddle, he effortlessly lifted my unresisting body and slung me over his shoulder. The crowd parted like the red sea and he tramped through it like a plundering barbarian.

 Once outside in the parking lot, he set me down gently against the side of a truck, his arms caging me in. He leaned in and kissed me as if he were a man starved for air and I was the only oxygen available. I looped my arms around his neck and kissed him back with a similar ferocity. Our tongues tangled in a delicious duel that had me moaning into his mouth. He opened the door of the vehicle with one hand, tore his mouth from mine and deposited me inside on the seat in one smooth move. 

I was trying to work up some indignation at being manhandled like this when he got in on the driver's side. But when he leaned across my body to help me fasten the seatbelt, I looked up and our eyes met. I grabbed his head and pressed my lips to his again. His hands tangled in my hair and we kissed wildly. Too hard and too fast to savor the pleasure. It was a kiss of hunger too long denied. He ended up almost dragging me across the center console and into his lap. He made a wordless growl against my mouth before reluctantly pulling away and buckling me in.

After pulling out of the parking lot, he drove in silence right beside the Bosphorus. I could see his jaw clenching tightly and his hands flexing on the steering wheel. The air fairly crackled with his wrath and sexual tension.

"New truck?" I asked not knowing what else to say. He was here and my head was spinning.

"You didn't like the bike," he said tersely.