My Turkish Heart

Chapter 55: The pieces are all scattered now

Kyle and Izzy had safely arrived at the secret accommodation that Kyle had asked his personnel to arrange. He opened the passenger side and lifted Izzy into his arms to carry her inside. Due to the drugs not completing wearing off, Izzy was still weak and reluctantly let Kyle take care of her.

When they got inside, he placed her gently down on the couch and got her some water. Then, he fetched his medical supplies bag from the next room and examined her from head to toe.

"'I'm really okay.. No need for all this fuss.." Izzy said.

"It's not a fuss. I just want to make sure that you are completely fine and then only can I feel at ease" he smiled warmly at her.

She could tell that his patients probably all adore him at the hospital, as he had impeccable bedside manners. The way he spoke while he examined every part , made you feel more at ease than nervous if something was wrong. After finishing his examination , he took off his surgical gloves and went to the kitchen. Kyle returned with a delicious looking slice of cake on a side plate.

"What's this?"

"Eat up, you have been through a lot and need some sugar to spike up your energy levels. I will cook something more filling in a moment"

"I take it you're satisfied with my condition Dr Fletcher?" Izzy teased after eating some cake.

"I will be after we get out of here and you live a good life! But... until then, I'll continue to worry " he teased her back.

Izzy looked at Kyle as he cooked them a meal, it felt so natural. Her mind automatically went to Burak, how few times he even made time to cook with or for her. In this time period he barely made enough effort to even ensure that the misunderstanding was resolved. A sharp prick surged to her heart, as she was reminded of the words Serkan told Emma at the b&b. Izzy wondered if Burak really thought she wasn't worth the ransom, her mind wondered so many things about the kidnapping, Emma, Serkan, Burak, but in the end she felt so suffocated thinking about them. She continued eating her cake and tried to just let her mind rest for now, until she could make sense of it all.

Meanwhile, outside the b&b, Serkan woke up with a bad headache. He looked around to see where he was and felt confused about how he ended up in his car. Sitting up and rubbing the bump at the back of his head, he recalled that he was attacked as he left the b&B. Suddenly in panic, he realized that he hadn't saved Izzy yet. As he was about to get out of his car to check, he received a call from Emma.

"You bastard! You let Izzy go!" she yelled.

Serkan felt confused, as he knew that it was his plan, but he got knocked out before he could save Izzy.

"What are you talking about?! Izzy is not with me. How did you lose her?" he panicked.

"You didn't take her??! What the hell is going on?!" Emma screamed.

Serkan hung up and then staggered back into the b&b, when Emma saw the bump on his head, she was confused too. He explained how he got knocked out on the porch , as he was about to leave and did not get to see who did it.

"If... you didn't take her... then where the hell did she go?!"

"I told you to be careful! Even if Burak won't pay the ransom , he definitely will mess with you"

Emma was in utter disbelief and started panicking at what Burak would do to her, if he found her.

"I need to get out of here! If he really took Izzy so easily, then he will come for me next. Damn you Izzy! This didn't go my way this time, but next time I won't go easy on you..."

Emma called back her men livid that they went out so long, she told them that they needed to leave as soon as they got back.

"Sort yourself out..." she said nonchalantly to Serkan, who looked like he needed medical attention.

"You're a cold hearted woman!" he said through gritted teeth.

"Glad that you know.."

Back in Turkiye, a very drunk Burak was trying his best to get away from Miss Aydin. At first he thought he was hallucinating, but the more she tried to touch him,the more he knew it was real. Scrambling to find his phone, so that he could call Yildez, but he couldn't recall where he had placed it. Pushing Miss Aydin away and trying to stand up straight on his own feet, he felt so disorientated.

"P-p-please.. I'm begging you... I will give you what you want, just not this way. Let me be sober...for it." Burak begged Miss Aydin, as he felt he couldn't compete with her in this way.

"Fine.." she replied quickly.

Burak sat down, trying to steady himself and straighten his mind. To his surprise Miss Aydin had handed him a glass of water, skeptical at first, but thought she might have called a truce now. Taking the glass with a shaky hand, he gulped down half of it, hoping it would sober him up a bit. Unfortunately, he was no match for her, as she had added a drug to his water. Feeling a bit woozy, Burak tried to control himself as he started feeling uncomfortable and incredibly hot. The more he burned up the more he told himself that he needed to stay level headed, the last image he remembered before he passed out was Miss Aydin coming closer to feel his temperature.

"It's done.." she said on a call with Burak's mother.

The next morning, as Burak woke up, he had a horrible headache and felt very out of it.

"I blacked out? Was any of it real then?." he mumbled to himself.

As he turned his head, his eyes grew bigger to see Miss Aydin next to him in bed. She was still asleep, with the blanket covering the lace underwear that she had on. Burak couldn't believe this mess, as he was only in his briefs too. Quickly hopping out of bed and putting on clothes he went to wash his face to get a proper wake  up. He heard a noise outside by his front entrance area, not sure what it could be so early in the morning, he went to check what the commotion was.

To his regret, he opened the door and his whole front area of his penthouse was flooded with paparazzi. The camera flashes kept blinding him, as he tried to see where his security staff were. Trying to make sense of it all, they all asked him if it's true that he and Miss Aydin are engaged. Outraged by the remarks they were making, he tried to go back inside, as he was about to, Miss Aydin appeared by his side wearing just his shirt. Staring at her with big eyes, he couldn't believe her audacity to do this. The cameras were flashing twice as much and he grabbed her by the arm inside and closed the door.

"Offfja!What the hell are you doing?!! he yelled at her.

"I heard the noise when I woke up and came to see where you were.." she said coyly.

His eyes were blazing with anger and he looked at her in disgust.

A message came in on Miss Aydin phone from the First Lady.

"Good job.. I saw the pictures in the media. Now come back"