Belle, heartbroken and lost, finds herself in Turin, Italy, accompanying her best friend Erica on a business trip. this unexpected journey will lead her to encounter Kenan Yildiz, the rising star of Juventus. Their meeting sparks an unexpected conne...
My life finally started to get back into rhythm. The last few days I have been dealing with paperwork, giving depositions at the station. It was exhausting, but comforting - I was glad it was all behind us. My parents were also able to relax, and their peace of mind was my top priority. Now there were only good times ahead.
I was drinking my coffee on the couch in the living room, and I had my eyes glued to the screen of the laptop I had set on my lap. Kenan had been training very hard the past few days, and on top of that, he was being penalized by his trainer. So lately we'd only been able to hear each other for a few minutes during the day. I didn't bother, as I for one had a lot of work to do. I spent a huge amount of my time in the gallery as Leo's absence was having a bad effect. I had to find a new person as soon as possible. That's exactly what I was doing at the moment - going through CVs to make a list of suitable candidates for the position. I took a big sip of coffee and started ringing up the five who managed to impress me. I scheduled interviews, filled out my calendar and was ready. I went to the dressing room to pick out an outfit for today.
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The interviews went well but unfortunately I never got a feel for the right person. It was as if each of them lacked something very little. And whether it was because of what happened with Leo, I was now finding it hard to trust anyone. Maybe. I sighed and leaned back in my chair, closing my eyes for a moment. The silence was broken by the ringing of my phone. I saw Kenan's name on the screen and immediately smiled. -Hello, sweetheart. How are you? - He said. -'Don't ask...' I sighed, 'I'm having a hard time finding a new person for the gallery. -Wait a minute...Weren't the first interviews today? -Yes. And I didn't like any of them. I heard him laughing.-Belle, don't be discouraged after the first day. -But I need a new person very urgently. -Honey, I'll take you out to dinner tonight. We haven't seen each other for a few days. I miss you. - He changed the subject quickly and my anxiety seemed to disappear in an instant. -I'll wait for you. - I snapped and bit my lip.
Maybe Kenan was right. I'd gotten desperate too quickly. Surely I'd be able to find someone suitable. I should have given myself more time. My mood straightened immediately and I set about ticking off assignments, I couldn't wait until it was time for my dinner with Kenan.
I didn't realize how quickly it got dark outside. Apparently I was really immersed in work today. I looked at my watch and wondered why Kenan wasn't there yet. I dialed him, but I could hear the signal that he was talking to someone else at the moment. I shrugged and put the phone down. I grabbed my lipstick and small mirror from my bag and put some lipstick on. I took a good look around and put the stuff back.
-"Belle!" I heard Kenan's voice crooning through the gallery. I got up from my chair and headed for the doorway. I nodded to the guard and ran towards Kenan. He hugged me and kissed me softly on the lips. As soon as I smelled his scent I smiled. -Kenan! You're late. - I made a pout. -Someone must be very hungry. - He laughed, put his arm around my waist and steered me towards his car parked in front. -Where are you taking me?- I asked as soon as I got in. -Surprise. - He said and grinned at me.I let out a disgruntled huff and he laughed.
We had a wonderful evening at one of my favorite restaurants. They were making my favorite truffle tagliatelle and the wine they were offering was straight from Tuscany. A true delight for all the senses. And my favourite sight was standing in front of me - my favourite man, who with great passion told me about football, training and constantly surprised me with some new terms that I could barely remember. I was already on my fourth glass of wine and I could feel it coming on. An urge, expressed in a pleasurable tickle, was beginning to well up inside me. Kenan was telling me something to do with his upcoming match at Monza, but all I could focus on was his lips and the way they were moving.
-Belle? - He stopped mid-sentence and said my name. -Are you listening to me? -Sorry. -' I said guiltily, putting my hand on his lap, making sure no one was watching us. He looked down, then right into my eyes. -'It's hard for me to focus. - I laughed and pointed to my wine glass. At that moment his eyes lit up and I saw him leave a rather large amount of money on the table and stand up. He offered me his hand. -'Come on, let's go. I smiled and took his hand, jogging slightly behind him as we left the restaurant.As soon as we got in the car we started kissing passionately. I could barely catch my breath. Out of nowhere I felt Kenan pull away slightly, trying to say something. -At my place or yours? - He said softly, panting. -'Whichever we get to quicker. - I replied and kissed him again. He pulled away from the kiss and started the engine.
Almost imperceptibly we arrived at his apartment. I crossed the threshold and bent down to take off my boots. But then I saw Kenan kneel down in front of me and start to unzip one of my boots. -Let me help you, darling. He was so lovely. I dug my fingers into his hair, stroking it. He didn't stand up after he took off my boots, but gently lifted my long dress and I felt his lips touch my inner thigh. That instantly sent shivers all over my body. I could feel the kisses getting more frequent and going higher and higher. I swear, I was already wet and ready for him. He was affecting me that way. I felt a light kiss on my panties and felt my body seem to soften like jelly. I leaned against the wall behind me and closed my eyes, biting my lip. At that moment Kenan pulled down my panties in one fell swoop and ran his tongue over my tender spot. I let out a soft moan, brought on by the pleasure and surprise of his action. I felt him smile slightly. -Oh, Kenan. - I moaned softly, and that motivated him to pick up the pace down there. I instinctively lifted one of my legs, placing it on his shoulder. Doing so opened up more space for him, and he immediately took advantage and stuck one finger in me. This increased the pleasure in my body, and I moaned a lot louder.
Right at that moment I seemed to sober up in seconds. The doorbell rang, and then there was a knock. It was as if someone wanted it opened instantly. So who had come so late to Kenan's home?
