Ela
"Bunny, tell me what's wrong." Kenan pleads with me as he squeezes my hand in the plane seat next to me as I sigh. We've built this relationship on trust and love, he wouldn't betray me. I'll give him the chance to explain himself.
I turn to him as his face grows serious once I do so. With my left hand that's free I take his wrist and he watches me do so. I pull his sleeve back and ask him, "where's your bracelet?"
Realization washes over him and regret mixes into his cocktail of emotions. "I didn't even realize, I'm so sorry, bunny. Is this why you're upset? I understand, I'm upset too now that I know."
I shake my head and pull the bracelet out of my pocket and dangle it in front of him, "where'd you find it?" he ask, looking relieved now that the bracelet is with us.
I don't reply, instead I ask him a question in return, "do you know where you've dropped it?"
He shakes his head, my brows shoot up. I only emit one word, "Parla."
Now he looks confused, "Parla?" I let out a mocking laugh, I'm still bitter about finding it in her room. "Tell me, was the person you helped last night her?"
"Yes," he admits openly as he puts the bracelet back on and lets out a sigh before continuing, my heart accelerating at his admission. "She was drunk off her mind and I woke up to her loud noises. I helped her, she was alone with no friends. I must've dropped it as I helped her."
"And then you returned?" I ask him as he nods with utmost sincerity. I sigh, "then why was it under her bed? I understand that you were in her room but how did it end up under it?" and with that tears gather in my eyes begging to drop.
"Ela, my love," Kenan whispers as he wipes them away and hugs me close to him. He caresses my side until I calm down. "Bunny, I don't know how it ended up there but I have a feeling it was all done on purpose."
I pull away from his embrace, "how so?"
"Parla has been harassing me ever since she joined Gözde and Irfan abi. I was annoyed with her and the way she tried to befriend you. It didn't sit right with me and we saw how menacing she became during dinner and don't fight me on this it was done on purpose. She's jealous of you."
"More like she wants you," I muttered, "but I don't want her. How could I? I love you, bunny. You're my forever girl." He kisses me deeply but I pull away as quickly as possible, "Kenan, we're in a full plane." I whisper and let out a little giggle. His affection calming me and my nerves down.
"I don't care, can't a boyfriend kiss his girlfriend?" he asks as he goes in for another but I stop him turning back into my serious mode, "so she did all of that on purpose... Do you think she might've even acted drunk?"
Kenan thinks for a minute, "I would've agreed but she reeked of alcohol, maybe she placed the bracelet in an insinuating place though? Also, how did you find it?"
"She needed my help finding her room key and then I..." I drift off and suddenly it clicks into place, "she did do it on purpose didn't she? She lured me into her room after placing the bracelet there."
Now guilt gnaws at me, cupping his face I start to apologize, "Kenan I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for even thinking that you'd betray me, trust me I didn't want to but I got insecure-" he shushes me, "I know, baby. It's alright. Let's forget about this alright. I had a feeling something like this would happen. It's not your fault."
He takes me back into his arms until we've both calmed down. It doesn't take long until we both drift off until we're back in Turin.
I do my best to make him forget about my insinuations as I want to whack my head every time I'm reminded by it. He tells me not to worry about it but I still feel so guilty.
I planned a nice dinner, nicer than ever with some romantic decorations and candles. I close the door to Balthazar's playroom so he doesn't get near the candles before lighting them up and putting the plates on the table.
It's seven-thirty so Kenan should be back soon. I carry the plates filled with different dishes to the table and fix my hair, I hear an engine outside as I brush my hair down my dress. Nerves gnaw at me for some reason, Ela be so for real, he's already yours.
The lock twists an in comes Kenan with his bag slung over his shoulder, he stills once he sees me and the table before a beautiful smile blossoms on his face. "What's going on here?" He says letting out a slight chuckle. I walk over to him and grab his hand as he lets his bag fall to the floor, "are you hungry?"
His eyes gleam at my words as he seizes me down before licking his lips and murmuring softly, "very."
I shiver and bite my lip, "come on, I've made your favorite dishes."
"I wanna start with dessert," he says as he grabs me but I shriek and try to get away from him and scold him, "Kenan, no funny business, I stood in the kitchen for hours!"
He rolls his eyes playfully and I shove him into his seat, I take the seat opposite from him. "Baby, this looks so appetizing, why did you do all of this?" Kenan says as he's eyeing the dishes and loading his plates with them.
I shrugged knowing damn well why I did this, "I don't know, just felt like doing this."
He stops what he's doing and looks up at me with a slight frown, "bunny, I told you not to worry about that incident anymore. It was not your fault that some petty bitch decided to mess with our relationship. Next time I catch her she's gonna beg she hadn't played with us."
His expression turns stormy as he thinks about Parla. "I just can't believe how naive I could be. Please just tell me that you forgive me, for my conscience."
He lets out an exasperated sigh before nodding once, "fine, I forgive you, baby. Now let's dig in."
I nod with a small smile and follow his instructions.
After dinner he pats his stomach, leaning back in his seat, "Baby, thank you for this delicious meal. I think I'm gonna explode from all the food I've eaten." I giggle at his words and get up to clean the table before his hand stops me, I look down at him and he just takes my hand and pulls me into his lap.
"Hi," he says as he caresses my cheek, "hi," I respond as I fist his shirt. His mouth crashes on mine and I let out a moan. I've missed him and his lips. His hand drops down and leaves a trail from my cheek to my back down to my ass. He gently kneads it making me moan again. Needing some friction I rub ass on his groin making him let out a deep moan this time.
I leave a trail with my lips down to his neck, sucking on his sweet spot as my hand grips his hair tightly. "Ela, baby," he whispers as I lick his earlobe, "yes, my love?" I hum.
"Bedroom, now." He orders as he grabs me and carries me to our room. I giggle and swing my feet as he hold me bridal style to him.
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