Chapter Three

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"Tarkan where are you taking me?" Deniz Smiled holding his hand while he drove.

"We are almost there." Tarkan spoke.

Tarkan pulled up on a dust road next to a bear field.

"I don't understand why are we here Tarkan?" She asked confused at where they were knowing that he was taking her out, at a restaurant or something.

"Come," Tarkan spoke.

He got out of the car and so did she. He let her walk before him, struggling to walk with her heels on the rocky road. She stopped when she saw Ozgur.

"Why did you stop?" Tarkan asked.

"Tarkan! What is going on?" She asked nervous.

"Deniz! (Clears throat) Tarkan!" He was surprised to see both of them.

"Why are you surprised, you were supposed to meet her weren't you?" Tarkan asked.

Ozgur knew that Tarkan already knew what was going on so he tried to make a run for it but Tarkan shot his knee.

"Tarkan! Ozgur!" She screamed.

Ozgur screamed so loud almost falling in to the hole behind him. He shuttered, haltered his breathing as he attempted to control the pain and shock. He clenched his teeth and holding his knee in pain.

"Tarkan!" Ozgur sobbed in pain.

"Tarkan please," Deniz cried trying to get closer to Tarkan but he pointed his gun at her.

She stopped and lifted up her hands trembling and crying.

"I don't care what you two had going on behind my back, but if you don't tell me what I want to know you'll end up dead," Tarkan spoke calmly.

"Ozgur tell him the truth! Tell him everything so I can get you to the hospital, right Tarkan?" Deniz spoke.

Tarkan didn't respond.

"What does Altan want with me? Why did he send you?" Tarkan asked.

"If I don't get you to the hospital, you will never get to walk again so don't make me shoot the other knee, why did Altan send you?" Tarkan asked.

"Altan!" Deniz exclaimed.

Clearly, you could tell that Deniz had no idea that Ozgur worked for Altan.

"Speak up boy!" Tarkan cocked his gun.

"He was looking for Nihan," Ozgur cried.

Tarkan froze for a moment. His breathing suddenly changed at the mention of Nihan.

"What do you mean he was looking for Nihan?" Tarkan asked.

"Why is he looking for her?" Tarkan was filled with sudden rage, he grabbed Ozgur and beat him mercilessly almost to death before he let him go.

"To get to you, to get to you," Ozgur screamed.

Tarkan almost tripped on a rock while moving backwards. He held his gun up pointing it at Ozgur.

"No no," Ozgur cried silently as he sruggled to move on the ground.

"Tarkan!" Deniz exclaimed and right before her eyes, he killed Ozgur and pushed him in to the hole.

Tarkan left with his car, leaving Deniz crying, running after him

//YILDIZ RESIDENCE//
Nihan was welcomed by Mrs Zehra's loud voice when she walked in to the house. She was quarelling about Nehir, her son. Nihan minded her own business and headed to the kitchen but unfortunately she came across Mrs Zehra walking downstairs.

"Zehra hanim(Mrs Zehra) good morning," Nihan greeted her but instead of responding she hit her across the face.

Nihan gasped and cried out of pain moving away from her.

"You tried to kill my son!" She yelled at Nihan.

She grabbed Nihan by her hair and hit her continuously. All these captured the attention of everyone else in the house. All the workers ran there wondering what was going on. Only to find Nihan on the ground.

"Zehra hanim!" One of her maids called.

"What! You want to join her too?" She yelled at her.

"It's the doctor," the maid said, frightened.

Mr's Zehra's dreadful eyes frightened all of them and they had to leave. She grabbed the phone from the maid.

"You better not be here when I get back, I don't want you in this house!" She warned Nihan and left the house speaking on the phone.

The maid helped Nihan on her feet.

"Let her stay there, she deserves it," Elif spoke.

Nihan with teary eyes looked around her and noticed the other workers peeping at her from different corners.

"I warned you, didn't I? Now look what you got yourself in to!" Elif spoke and left without feeling any sympathy for Nihan.

"Are you okay Nihan?" The maid who helped Nihan asked.

Nihan wiped her tears and nodded. Then picked up her bag from the floor and left.

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I wondered around the streets about to cross over when my phone rang.

"Babaanne!" I swallowed the pain in my throat.

Before grandma could even speak. A black sedan sped to my direction. I was paying attention to the car since I was on the phone but as the car drove closer, she saw the back window rolled down and a gun popped out. I dropped my phone. My body suddenly froze and I couldn't move. I tried to but the when the gun went off a stranger grabbed me and pulled me away. Shielded me with his body.

I felt the force against my body and all this time I didn't dare open my eyes. I trembled in the stranger's arms as I heard gunshots being exchanged, people screaming and a loud screeching sound of the car speeding away. All this happened in just a few seconds and I couldn't tell whether I was okay or not. I wouldn't let go of the stranger even after it was all over. The way he breathed, his touch, his body, his scent, the ay he protected me, it reminded me of someone.

"Nihan!" He shook me checking if I was okay, trying to make me open my eyes.

I then figured out why everything about him reminded me of someone. It was him, Tarkan Sahin.

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