Kivilcim saw how Omer was approaching her lips. She hated this man, but the heat that spread in her body told her to reach out to meet Omer. Suddenly, Kivilcim phone rang and she pulled away from Omer.
- I... Now - Omer pointed a flashlight at Kivilcim bag and she took out her phone.
- Yes, Kayhan, what happened? - Hearing the name of Kayhan, Omer felt angry and it frightened him. Kivilcim was his employee and he should not be angry that she is talking to her ex-husband.
- Well, I'll come ... - said Kivilcim and hung up.
- Mrs. Kivilcim... You... - Omer tried to start a conversation.
- I hope you will sign my resignation letter soon! - said Kivilcim firmly.
- But I don't want to fire you! There was just a misunderstanding, we just need to talk and solve everything
- Mr. Omer, we have already said enough to each other, I'm sorry, I need to go. - they went out with Omer and went to the elevator.
- I won't fire you! he said firmly.
- You have no right! - said Kivilcim and entered the elevator.
- Ms. Kivilcim... - not having time to finish, the elevator closed in front of Omer. Arriving at Kayhan house, Kivilcim remembered how she first came here as Kayhan wife. She did not even suspect that she would fall into a golden cage where she would survive the betrayal.
- Ms. Kivilcim, good afternoon! - Opening the door said the housekeeper. Entering Kayhan house, she immediately went to Doga room.
- How about saying hello to your husband? - Kivilcim heard a voice behind her.
- With her ex-husband... - she said turning to Kayhan.
- Do you want something? - Kayhan asked with a smile, approaching Kivilcim, she put on a smile and went into Doga room.
- Mother? - Doga said, wiping her tears.
- Doga!? Why are you crying? - Sitting next to her said Kivilcim.
- Nothing... Why did you come?
- Dad said that you are crying and do not want to eat anything ...
- You don't love me and dad? - she asked sharply, which shocked Kivilcim.
- What are you talking about!? You are the most valuable thing in our life with dad, we love you, you are a part of our soul - Dogs Kivilcim said hugging.
Omer was sitting in his office looking at the statement of Kivilcim, he scrolled through all her words in his head.
- Am I a bad person? - he whispered softly under his breath. Abdullah entered the office and sat down in front of Omer.
- Well, what are you going to do?
- Should I do something?
- The man quit because of you! Omer, I no longer have the nerves to look for someone, for the sake of Allah, return the woman to work!
- I told her that I would not fire her, but she really wants to quit! What should I do!?
- Talk to her, ask for forgiveness in the end ...
- What!? What do I need to apologize to her for?
- Has it ever been a problem for us to let employees go?
- This has never been a problem for you, but I do not support this. If a person comes to work, then he should leave here only after he has done all the work!
- So, I don't care how you do it, but put the woman back to work! I said everything!
In the evening, Kivilcim put Doga to bed and was about to leave.
- Can we have dinner? - asked Kayhan
- No, I'm not hungry... Doa said she wants to stay with you for the whole weekend, can you bring her on Sunday evening?
- Yes, of course ... Maybe we'll drink a little, talk about our daughter?
- Kayhan, are you kidding me? Your daughter wants us all to be together! Who do you think is to blame that we are not together?
- We are both with you - there was shock on Kivilcim face, she laughed nervously and went forward, but Kayhan stopped her by taking her hand.
- Yes, I cheated, but you didn’t forgive me and wanted a divorce
- You thought I would forgive you and sleep with you in the same bed!? Do you think I have no respect for myself at all!? Shut your mouth, for the sake of Allah! - Kivilcim said pulling her hand out and left the house. Having called a taxi, she arrived home and starting to open the doors, she realized that the apartment was open. A little frightened, she quietly went in and suddenly the light in the hallway turned on. Kivilcim jumped in surprise.
- Surprise!
- Hey, Alev! You will kill me with such surprises!
- Aren't you glad your sister came?
- Glad of course, but you scare me so sometimes... - Alev smiled and hugged Kivilcim.
- And where is our little ant?
- He's with his dad... I've just come from there, everything is very complicated.
- I understand that she is still a child, it will be difficult for her, but the most important thing is that you do not share her and both love her ... Mom said that you got a job.
- Yes, but already retired, nothing interesting.
- Girl, how did you quit!? Someone offended you?
- I don’t want to talk about it, I really want something to eat, let’s order something, I don’t have the strength to cook. - they sat on the sofa and, picking up the phone, Kivilcim immediately saw a call, it was Omer.
- Mr. Omer? Who is this?
- This is my boss... Former boss.
- Come on, pick up the phone! - Kivilcim took a deep breath and picked up the phone.
- Ms. Kivilcim, I would like to talk to you...
- I don't want to talk to you anymore, I told you I'm quitting! she said firmly.
- Kivilcim, I'm in the car under your house! Please let's talk! - Omer said irritably. Alev came to Kivilcim ear and started pushing her.
- Let's agree! she whispered.
- Well, just let it take a little time, I'm tired and hungry!
- Then we'll go to dinner and talk at the same time, in 20 minutes I'll be waiting for you, Mrs. Kivilcim! - he said and hung up.
- Ham and daffodil! - shouted Kivilcim throwing the phone to the side.
- What kind of Omer is this? - Alev asked with interest.
- Omer Unal! The worst boss I have ever met! - said Kivilcim and went to her room to get ready. Alev quickly found information about Omer on the Internet and quickly ran to Kivilcim room.
- Girl, he's a playboy! You saw him, look what a body ... - Alev showed a photo from a magazine with Omer. Kivilcim saw a photo of Omer in the pool and shifted her gaze to Alev.
- What difference does it make to me what kind of body he has!? I just want to quit!
- Are you small!? Such a man calls you for dinner, don't act like a little girl, you are a young, beautiful woman who needs attention and something else... - Alev said with a wink.
- What? I don't understand you...
- Sex, you need sex! I think he will be able to surprise you in bed... - Alev said with a smile.
- Are you kidding! I don't need anything, don't make me angry!
- Here! Your anger because you are not satisfied! When was the last time you had sex? A year ago, two, three!? When?
- I don't want to talk to you about this, that's it! - Kivilcim came out of the bathroom dressed in jeans and a shirt.
- What's this? Do you want to kill a man's libido?
- Alev, I'll hit you!
- You will not go in this, I'm sure he will take you to a good restaurant! What jeans!? Where is your slit dress?
- No, I won't wear it! I'm actually late already!
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Omer was sitting in the store, nervously tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. He did not understand why he was so worried, but he really wanted to see Kivilcim. After a while, he saw her coming out of the door. Kivilcim was wearing a wine-colored dress, it was closed but supported her figure well, her hair was loose, Omer caught himself thinking that he liked it when Kivilcim hair was loose. Kivilcim got into Omer's car and they drove off. On the way, both were silent, Kivilcim did not want to talk, and Omer did not know where to start the conversation. Entering the restaurant they were offered a menu, Kivilcim was shocked to say the least by the prices.
- Don't look at prices like that, I'm paying, so order whatever you want.
- I am not hungry! - Omer smiled and when the waiter came up and ordered a lot of food, Kivilcim smiled a little while watching Omer order.
- You wanted to talk, I'm listening - Kivilcim said sharply, Omer looked up at her and gave the menu to the waiter.
- I already said today that I will not fire you... Neither I nor my brother want to lose a lawyer like you.
- I am pleased that Mr. Abdullah has such a good opinion of me, but I am still a mother ... I cannot sacrifice my child, he is not living the best period.
- Something happened?
- My divorce from my husband, it's hard for her, she wants our family to be reunited ... - Omer strained as Kivilcim said, it seemed to him that she agreed to return to her ex-husband.
- Do you want to go back to your ex-husband?
- I will never be able to ask for treason, so for me a family cannot be built on the fact that one of the spouses is cheating ... But for you ...
- What is for me?
- For you there is no such thing as marriage, you are clearly a playboy who has many women
- Why such thoughts? Maybe I want children and a family - Kivilcim laughed and they finally brought the order.
- No, justify your position... - Omer suddenly felt a touch on his shoulder and turned around.
- Hello dear! - the girl exclaimed with a smile. Omer abruptly stood up and looked at the girl and Kivilcim in confusion.
- Selin? Long time no see...
- I'm Selma dear, for several months, you still haven't called me back - Kivilcim covered her mouth so as not to laugh.
- Forgive me, I have a lot of things to do ... I'm a little busy now, let's talk later - Omer said nervously.
- Just don’t forget to call, dear ... See you, and the beauty will tell you that Omer is very hot, but he always has a lot to do, don’t expect much attention from him - the girl said and left.
- I think I don't need to substantiate my opinion somehow - Kivilcim said with malice. Omer sighed and sat down at the table.
- I'm sorry, I didn't expect to meet someone here... This is an isolated case.
- No need to report to me, I'm nobody to you Mr. Omer ...
- You are my worker, seeing me in this position, my status is lost - Omer said embarrassed.
- Are you used to keeping everything in strictness? - asked Kivilcim cutting the steak. Omer picked up the utensils and began to eat.
- Let's just say... For me, work is a pleasure, but only it brings me money... And not only me. Of course, I want order, because in order everything happens calmly and without chaos.
- You are a tough person at work - Kivilcim said with a smile.
- For me, work is like sex ... - he said sharply and Kivilcim froze, she remembered the conversation with Alev and she became embarrassed.
- Sex can be different, someone loves tenderly, someone loves hard and all this bears fruit ... In the form of an orgasm. - Omer looked at Kivilcim and she leaned back in her chair.
- A bit of a strange comparison, I don't understand.
- I'm tough at work, I love toughness... Let's say work is sex, if I'm not tough, then there will be no result. Everyone will work slowly, leave when they want ... And we need a result in the form of money ... That is, an orgasm
- In your understanding, orgasm is money?
- In work, yes... - Kivilcim took a sip of water and felt Omer's gaze on her.
Are you tough in real life too? - asked Kivilcim and crossed her legs.
- I think it's better to ask people who know me
- The girl who was here earlier said that you are hot - Kivilcim said with a smirk, Omer smiled smugly and also leaned back in his chair.
- I think she meant our sex...
- A job? - Omer laughed.
- No, just sex ... I like to dominate not only at work, but I'm not as cruel in sex as at work ... All the same, I love when my partner enjoys ... - Kivilcim felt a heat inside herself, from that about what they said and the tone of his voice. Her mouth was dry and she licked her lips, Omer carefully watching the reaction of Kivilcim body to his conversation, he liked to embarrass her.
- Let's say I kiss my lips, then go down to the neck, chest ... But I also grab the girl by the hair, pull the hair back to expose as much neck space as possible for myself ... - Kivilcim blushed and began to breathe heavily, Omer noticed how she tried to imperceptibly squeeze her legs and smiled.
- It's not fun? - with a sly smile he asked looking into her eyes.
- I... I don't know, every woman has different... Preferences - Kivilcim said trying to collect all her thoughts.
- Would you like it? - Kivilcim froze for a few seconds, looking into Omer's eyes and stood up abruptly.
- This, I completely forgot, my sister and daughter stayed at home, I need to go! Omer got up from his chair and took money out of his wallet.
- I'll take you
- No! No, I'll take a taxi! - Kivilcim screamed and took a step to leave, but Omer took her by the hand.
- I will not be able to let you go by taxi, I brought you and I will take you - Kivilcim looked at Omer's hand in confusion, which held her hand and pulled her hand away.
- I'll wait outside... - she quickly ran outside and took a deep breath and exhalation.
- Maniac anxious! To talk to me on such topics ... - said Kivilcim tried to recover. She could not deny that when she told Omer she felt something pleasantly exciting in her body.
- We can go - said Omer, inviting Kivilcim to get into the car. Arriving under the house, Omer turned to Kivilcim.
- I hope we have solved our problem?
- We didn't have any problems, you just don't want to fire me.
- Let's do this, I'll try to become softer and I promise that if necessary ... I'll let you go early, but just don't abuse it, okay?
- I am a professional in my field, I understand what work is, but still I have responsibilities as a mother, so I will not leave when I want ... Only if it is necessary ...
- Okay... Can I tear up your application? - Omer asked with a smile, taking out Kivilcim statement from the pocket of his jacket. Kivilcim was surprised and smiled a little.
- Yes, you can tear it... - Omer tore up the paper in front of Kivilcim and held out his hand to Kivilcim. She held out her hand in response and Omer kissed her hand.
- Good night ... - he whispered and again saw how Kivilcim blushed.
- Goodbye ... - she said restrainedly and got out of the car. Having reached the apartment, Alev opened the door for her and began to ask questions.
- I'm very tired, let's tell everything tomorrow ...
- Oh please! Okay, tell me, did you at least quit?
- No... I stay at work. - Alev was delighted and hugged her sister. Kivilcim took off her shoes and quickly went into her room.
- You need to fall asleep as soon as possible ... - Kivilcim muttered under her breath and began to change clothes.
Kivilcim was lying on her bed and reading a book, she kept thinking about those words of Omer, when suddenly Omer came into her room. Kivilcim put down her book and quickly got out of bed.
- What are you doing here!? - Omer put his finger to her lips and told her to be quiet.
- I still want to know... What do you still like... - he whispered and began to unbutton Kivilcim nightgown button by button, leaving her only in her pajama pants. His fingers gently, barely touching, walked from the neck to the chest of Kivilcim, she breathed heavily and bit her lip so as not to let out a loud moan when Omer's fingers pulled the nipples on her chest.
- You look so sexy... - Omer whispered in her ear, biting her earlobe. He pulled away from her a little and ran his index and middle fingers over her lips.
- Lick them - Omer said hoarsely and Kivilcim took two of his fingers in her mouth looking straight into his eyes.
- Now lie down… he whispered - Kivilcim abruptly jumped out of bed, she was covered in sweat and realized that she had just seen an erotic dream with her boss.
- No! It can't be! It's just what a joke! - Kivilcim said irritably. Getting out of bed, she opened the window and took a deep breath.
- No Kivilcim, this despotic idiot could not please you! No! - Kivilcim repeated to herself.
