The Princess & The Bodyguard

Stolen Innocence

In the evening of the same day, somewhere around half past ten o'clock Leyla went downstairs to again visit her beloved Mert before going to bed.

Mert was chilling on his bed in his room, when he suddenly heard a knock on his door. He got up from his bed, walked over to the door and opened it. The moment he opened it, his eyes sparkled with happiness at the sight of his beloved Leyla, who was smiling at him.

"Leyla?!" Mert exclaimed

"Shhh..." Leyla replied, muting him with a quick kiss and pushing him backwards, so that she could enter the room "Be nore quiet, please."

"Leyla, what are you doing here at this time?" he asked her "Someone might see you here..."

"I could not resist the urge to see you, it was stronger than me." she answered "I was missing you and I could not calm down until I came."

"How did you manage to escape?" he asked her

"Well, I have my own tactics, my love." she answered with a smile

"Leyla... I am asking you seriously." he exclaimed "You know you are doing something dangerous, especially with the way things have been lately."

"I left under the pretext that I wanted to go out in the garden for a fresh air, because my head was hurting and I was not feeling alright." she replied "Thank God, Emir believed and did not insist on coming with me. I still am a little nervous around him, after his attempt to sleep with me last night."

"But... You are all fine, right?" Mert asked out of genuine care "You do not actually have any pain or discomfort, do you?"

"Of course I am all fine, do not worry. I just used this as an excuse." she answered "Besides, you are worth every risk that I take."

Mert smiled at her answer and kissed her forehead.

Leyla then giggled slightly and kissed him, after which she hugged him and he hugged her back, pressing a tender kiss to her small and tender shoulder.

Then they moved to the bed, where they sat down with their backs against the backrest of the bed, and spent some time talking about their own stuff. Leyla once again complained about her forced marriage with Emir and how suffocated she was feeling around him. But she was also thankful to Mert for being there, by her side, so that she could find a place to escape to whenever she needed and could.

Leyla got so lost in their conversation that while Mert was talking, her eyes kept moving back and forth from his charcoal eyes, which were looking even more mesmerising during night time, to his naturally plump lips, which were moving, according to what he was saying. For a moment her eyes got stuck only to his lips, and as he was talking to her, she suddenly closed the distance even more and captured his lips in a hard kiss, filled with all of her love that she had been feeling towards him ever since they had started dating back in high school. Mert kissed her back, enjoying Leyla's tasty lips for a while.

But when he sensed that they were starting to go too far and it was getting dangerous for them, Mert stopped midway and pulled away, panting.

"No, this cannot be happening..." Mert exclaimed with his voice close to a whisper "Not now..."

Leyla gave him a question look and exclaimed "Mert?!"

"It is just not the right time and place right now..." he replied

"But Mert... I love you..." she replied back "I love you and I want to be with you. Only with you."

"Leyla, I love you, too. You know that." he replied "But this house is not the right place to do it. Especially not when Emir is here, just some metres away, and after what you went through emotionally last night."