Married To The Playboy

Chapter 10- An alliance that shook everyone

Next morning Emre made some tea and went to Jan. But he wasn't in his bedroom. Emre searched everywhere and not finding he asked one of the maid who replied Jan was gone to the gyms.

Emre rushed to the gym to see Jan who was doing crunches. Seeing him the elder one said,"Sabah Sabah abhay.....thanks for putting me to bed last night. Was I a mess?"

"You were wasted."

"I will take that as a compliment. I had been slacking around for a considerable amount of time. Now I have decided to hit the gyms and look out after my health as well as the business. I promise I won't ruin my time over some gone case."

Emre studied him for sometime before a long sigh escaped his mouth. He tiptoed closer to Jan who was rubbing his sweaty body with a towel.

"It hurts? Doesn't it?"

"What are you talking about?I am habituated doing crunches."

Emre sealed his mouth now that Jan had diverted the topic. And ofcourse he knowingly diverted the topic. Emre cleared his throat before proceeding further,"Anneim has summoned us back home."

"Please enlighten me with the reason and to where?"

"Stop acting like a kid!Home means where we live in,as in actual sense Turkey. She said she is seeing girls for us to get married."

"Searching girls?You mean fishing out some random billionaire's daughter and glue us to them for her own benefit?Ad she always did?"

"Jan the problem is not about getting married. Are you happy with her decision to get married with someone else after giving your heart to other?"

Jan animatedly gazed at his brother who flustered under his scanning eyes. "Something is wrong. You aren't talking about me. Something must have happened and for that you need my help."

Emre sighed defeated. Plopping on the cuisine he replied,"I love someone else."

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"What? You are getting married?"

Sanem gushed nervously while looking at her cousin Leila who was chewing her nails like she was starved for ages.

"Don't bite your nails. They contain germs and can be one of the causes for a heartattack."

"Sanem,I know you are a freaking cardiologist. But at this moment I need a solution or else I would automatically die in your arms!And you know I don't want to die so young. I haven't even dyed my hair!"

Sanem looked at her cousin who was making those cartonish reactions even though Leila was five years older than her. "I can't believe an ambitious and beautiful woman like you actually wants to do nothing instead of settling down and have babies. Leila,what's wrong with you?I can't find that headstrong girl who had been my only source of inspiration back then?"

"Sanem ablam I don't want this marriage!Can't you understand?But mom wants me to marry that guy she has selected for me or else she is going to ban me from my inheritance. And being ambitious I can't let those billions go in waste!So, please get me out of this stupid wedding."

Sanem thought for sometimes before settling into a conclusion,"Let's first meet them abla. What if the guy matches your demand?"

"And if not?"

"Then it's simple. I will personally help you to break off the wedding."

Sanem disliked those wedding and match making. But she believed just because happiness was not in her share that didn't meant her sister was to suffer the same. Not all were born with a fate like her.

"They are here!Leila be downstairs now."

Leila's mother screamed in an ordering tone. She was a greedy and selfish woman who had been a shitty mother all through her life to Leila. Sanem knew about her nature and thus fervently avoided her aunt. As her father's only sister,she would fulfill the courtesy. Sanem knew her aunt disliked her. When she was small,her aunt had suggested her baba to send her to an orphanage and remarry into a handsomely rich family. But her baba had refused her advice with a curt reply. Though things were smooth between them,but Sanem could sense her aunt couldn't stand by her presence. She knew how her daughter lagged behind Sanem in terms of beauty and brain. There was an enigmatic jealousy.So,she never went to talk with that lady regarding Leila's wedding and let things go as they were. She had enough things to tolerate but that old lady.

Leila applied lipstick looking at Sanem,"Where are you lost?"

"Nothing much. Shall we go?Or your Anneim will shout and blame me for being late."

"Oh yeah. Lets go and see those clowns my Anneim brought home."

When they reached downstairs,Sanem got a familiar perfume infiltrating her nostrils. The guestroom was occupied. She could hear a familiar voice laughing in the background. For some reason she felt her muscles tightened. The guest family was sitting and she sighted two males with their backs at her. One of them had long,sleek hairs tied in a pony. Her heartbeat accelerated. She tried to peak at his sideway but Leila pinched her hand,"Whats wrong?"

Her aunt sighted them. Smiling broadly she waved at them,"Oh there's my daughter Leila. And that's my niece Sanem. Girls come here."

Those two seated gentlemen turned back to see them.

Sanem felt as if time stopped ticking.

Those same eyes staring at her,those same orbs getting bigger at her sight. The smile faltered. Memories haunted. Pain still fresh.

Her aunt smiled,"Leila,this gentleman is Jan Divit. Mister Jan,meet my daughter Leila."