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Forgotten
"You are late." Serkan shut his book with a loud thud and uttered while clenching his jaw. He wasn't showing rage but one could tell he wasn't happy with this late arrival.
"It's still 11"
"I suppose you should've been home by 8?"
"You know what.......forget it. Don't tell me what I have to do, tamam?"
"Don't you dare talk to me like that!"
"Then don't bother." She left stamping her feet angrily leaving behind an enraged Serkan, who felt defeated yet again.
This time he really wanted to talk to her but again , she wasn't home for starters and defied her curfew as well. After letting out a few curses, he marched towards her room, not letting go of her this time. He knew this was important and he had to talk about this.
"Open the damn door!" He barked furiously. He had never entered her room without knocking even if he was mad at her. It wasn't a rule, it's just that he wanted to respect her privacy as much as possible.
"Do you realize what you've done? Your antics are making it worse for me. What do I tell people that my own daughter is the one behind hacking government systems? Open the damn door Kiraz else I'm gonna break it for real."
She opened the door furiously not because she was scared. She never was, never had been.
"I did nothing wrong. This serves you right for blocking my pocket money last month."
"You shouldn't have lied to me."
"Oh please dad, don't lecture me on lies when your own life has been one."
She knew she hit a nerve with this one but most of the times, kiraz bolat had no control over her emotions and words to be precise. Hurting people especially with words was somewhat genetic. And Serkan knew very well where she got this from.
"KIRAZ!" He yelled but instantly a familiar voice interrupted them.
The only woman who could control kiraz.
Ayşe
"Serkan bey, allow me . I will talk to her." The house help instantly woke up after hearing the commotion. She was expecting it that's why she preferred staying at the penthouse tonight. She'd do anything in her capacity to protect Kiraz from Serkan's anger but it was justified. She loved spoiling her.
"You better because this was the last time she disgraced her parents. I won't allow it anymore." Serkan gave his daughter one last look who was now hiding behind ayse and looking at him somewhat timidly. No matter what, she did fear him sometimes.
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"This is all your fault." Serkan replied angrily while changing into his night suit.
"She's so much like you that sometimes it annoys me. Now don't tell me genes weren't in your control Eda but for the love of God, if your behavior during pregnancy was somewhat decent, we might've had a calm child."
He continued to ruffle through his clothes angrily because that's what he always did. Anger and anxiety makes him go crazy.
Being the dad of a fifteen year old wasn't easy and Serkan was realizing that with each passing day.
She was way out of control sometimes and wouldn't listen to ANYONE. Yes, she did love her parents and respected Ayse, ayse managed to make her listen . But Kiraz Bolat only did what she wanted to.
