The light in my darkness ✅

🌕CHAPTER 35🌑

Volkan's Point of view

It was funny at first but then it no longer is, even my appetite went out the window. The whole point of it reminds that am fucked as well. I'm so fucking fucked up that I want to leave. I want to go as far away from Akim all possible.
I cleared my throat and glared at him.

"Is-hum-Akim around?" It feels weird even asking such simple question.

For fucks sake, they have slept together

How was the sex between them? Was it better than mine?

"Hello? I take it you are not listening to me."

Shit

"No, I wasn't, sorry, I got lost for a bit."

"I figured, Akim is probably in her room. Did you mean what you said to her about hating her?"

"Let's not have this conversation."

"Volkan-"

I got up before he could continue.

"Good luck with you and Caroline. I'll let you know when I get the birth certificate and the divorce file,"I leave the room and walked up the stairs.

I'm a idiot for asking about her. What is it with me and my mouth?

Caroline's point view

I spent the whole time under cold shower; trying to cool down the heat. Heat that I'v never felt before. I quickly dried my body and stare at myself in the bathroom mirror.

I pulled on something to sleep in since am not leaving the house for the rest of the night; which is a black pullover, a short flowery silky short and white ankle socks. I blow dried my hair and do my night skin care routine on my face. I loose my hair around my shoulders and exit the bathroom.

I remembered what happened between us; everything relating to sexual and I felt that unfamiliar heat that am starting to like; I'm excited by it.

I walked down the stairs and saw the empty hall.

Where is he?

On a hunch, I walked towards one of the closed door I think will lead me to the kitchen.

I open the door and step inside, but I lost all reasons, all purpose at the sight in front of me. His back turned to me.
His bare back.

Talat stood in a unique kitchen without shirt, a grey Jaggers low on his waist as he moves.

My mouth hang open as I watch his muscles moved. His normal ponytail hair is now plat at the back. His gold chain is still on and- my breath stop when he turns around. His hand hold a plate of food and his eyes slightly widen when he saw me.

"Oh-a-sorry- I thought you changed your mind -hum- I thought you wanted space- fuck it, let me go and put a shirt on, okay?" He hurried and place his place on the counter and walked towards me. About to exit the door; which am still holding on to the knob, half way closed.

"İt's okay, hum, it's fine," I find myself closing the door and walking past him.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, am fine, am not afraid of your chest Talat," since I've never find a man upper body so attractive.

"What is that?" I turn around and stare at him.

"What?" I looked down on my exposed thighs.

"Oh, my fucking god. What are you wearing?"

Oh

"My night wear?"

He briefly close his eyes and grip the back of a stool, he scratched the back of his neck. My eyes scan his body; taking all the details in. He still wear his rings and bracelet. My eyes stop at his waist band and I nervously swallowed.

Am hot. I walked towards the refrigerator and frantically search for something cold.

İce!

İce cubes!

I took one and pop it in my mouth. Refreshing. I shouldn't have put on this pullover.

"You need to get something to eat, ice won't do. Let me share something for you."

I watched how his hips rock when he walks. The smooth hair on his chest and I nod instead of answering and I watched him the whole time. I squeeze my thighs together.

"Stop," He hands me the plate of food and stood close to me. So close.

İs this how he walks around without shirt with Akim here?

Yeah right, they have already done it together

I swallowed the rest of the ice and looked up into his dark eyes.

"Huh?"

"Stop looking at me like that Caroline," His voice came out low and I drank it in.

"Please stop," He briefly closed his eyes againa and step closer to me. So close.

I looked him dead in the eyes.

"I can't stop," I suprise myself saying. I place the food down and shly look up at him.

"Do something about it," I dare him.

He step back and run a hand over his head.

"You are fucking insane.yoh told me not to kiss you, you told me not to touch you, yet still you are here wearing this?!"

He whispered a shout and scan my body with his eyes.

"Fuuuuuck. Don't even touch me, Caroline. You have no idea what you are doing."

He gazed at me, and I watch his chest rise and fall just like mine does.

I can hardly breathe. I feel like am in a movie, this is how movie feels right?

He grabs me and press me against him and I swear butterflies got loose in my stomach.

"You are giving me a fever, baby. You are like tequila, so intoxicating," his hot breath breaths on my neck as he ran his tounge against my hair lobe.

I whimpered against him.

"Feel what you are doing to me."

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For the first time, I struggled to start up a fore play. God damn. The fuck is my life?

Anyways, enjoy. Am finally giving them peace then I will start the cahos again.

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