Emre had never been more thankful for Aylin's twisted mind. When she'd handed him the suspicious looking pictures of Sanem and Fabri, Emre had nearly kissed her in joy. He knew these pictures would work in his favour. Can would be heartbroken and easy to manipulate; something that Emre was relying on to get back into the company.
No longer was this game just about being boss of the agency or winning over Aylin, frankly, Emre had lost interest in Aylin ever since moving in with her. This game was now about proving himself worthy. Even his own father hadn't deemed him incapable of taking over the company and now Emre was going to do everything in his power to show everybody that he could do it, that he could be better than the beloved Can Divit. His older brother had always been the apple of everyone's eye and Emre was done taking the back seat.
He was now going to take back everything that he rightfully deserved – starting with the agency.
"What are you doing here?" When Emre had knocked on the glass door of his office, Can's face went an unnatural shade of red. "How dare you set foot in here after what you've done, huh?"
As soon as he was within the confines of the office, Can had backed Emre up into the door, his hand pressed firmly against Emre's chest.
"Can, brother, I have come to explain-"
"Explain? Explain how you betrayed our father for some woman?" Can spat, his mouth unable to say Aylin without making it sound like an insult. "Explain how you used innocent people to do your dirty work-"
"Sanem isn't innocent-" Once Sanem was brought into the topic of conversation, Can couldn't control his anger. If it hadn't been for Emre's conniving plan, Sanem would have been just another employee. She wouldn't have had a fiancé – or a fake fiancé – and the two would have been able to be honest about their feelings from the offset. Truthfully, Sanem had always sent him mixed signals and it all made sense now. She had truly fallen in love with him and Emre's web of lies had forced her to lie. If Can knew the truth about Sanem being single, he would have confessed that he was Albatross months ago. He would have broken up with Polen properly and held Sanem's hand as he told her the truth. And this time, she wouldn't run from her feelings and declare war; she'd tell him how she felt. She'd tell him that she loved him more than life itself. But, for the sake of her parents' prized shop, she'd put her whole life on the line and it was all Emre's fault. With this in mind, Cam threw a punch at his brother that was audible. The crack of Emre's nose echoed throughout the small office and the two men stepped back from one another in surprise.
"Get out!" Can ordered, his mind subconsciously aware of the employees that had gathered outside to see the drama unfold.
"If you won't listen to me, fine." Emre swiped at the blood gushing from his nose, wincing in pain as his hand came into contact with what he was sure was broken. "But you should know the truth."
Emre threw a set of pictures onto Can's desk, all of them splaying out in a dramatic fashion.
At first, Can wasn't sure what he was looking at but when he looked closely, he felt his heart sink into his ribcage.
"Where did you get these?" Can picked up the pictures of Sanem and Fabri, the two of them caught in a tight embrace. He felt like he couldn't breathe. The air from his lungs were suddenly sucked out and Can collapsed into the office chair behind him.
Can had always been jealous when it came to Fabri and Sanem. Fabri had been enticed by her from the moment he'd laid eyes on her and Can hadn't liked that, not by one bit. It also didn't help that Fabri was one of the only people who had commented on Sanem's scent. Can had always been quite possessive over Sanem's scent. It had driven him crazy for months and in a way, it belonged to him – to them. It was what kick started their whirlwind love story and therefore, Can didn't like that it was something that Fabri was so fixated on.
However, seeing the two – Fabri and Sanem – looking so caught up in one another made Can's heart stop.
Like he had been doing over the past few weeks, Can felt as if he was doubting everything. He was doubting punching Emre, doubting Fabri's intentions, once again, he was doubting Sanem, doubting his love.
"The pictures were taken yesterday." Emre replied smugly, despite the ugly bruising on his face. "I wanted you to know that despite everything that's happened, you're still my brother and I don't want you getting hurt by some ... gold-digging country girl ... like I told you before, she only did what she did for the money-"
Whilst Emre belittled Sanem and Can stood by and listened in a heartbroken state of shock, Leyla – like the rest of the employees – watched and listened to everything with a heavy heart. Thankfully, the employees were oblivious to the fact that the two brothers were talking about her little sister and she quickly excused herself in disgust. Emre must have had somebody follow Sanem in order to get those pictures and that simple thought made her want to be sick. The Emre that she had always known to be nice and caring to her had practically annihilated her sister's reputation by reducing her to the likes of a shameless woman purely after money.
And in all honesty, Leyla would do anything to protect her sister right now. She'd made the mistake of believing Emre over Sanem and had taken that stupid contract like he had asked her to do. She had almost lost Sanem because of it and she wasn't going to do that again. She knew how much Sanem loved Can, she didn't need to be told, she saw it in Sanem's eyes and right now, her sister was her priority. So, pushing her own conflicting feelings about Emre aside, Leyla called Sanem.
"Hello, abla." Sanem sounded chipper, a certain excitement in her voice that Leyla gathered was from spending time with Osman and Ayhan.
"Sanem, dear, I have to tell you something-" Sanem urged her sister to carry on and Leyla warned her quickly of the current happenings in the office. "Emre has come into the office with some pictures of you and Fabri. It looks bad"
"What?" Sanem almost let the phone in her hand slip, her mind suddenly dry. "Does Mr. Can know about the deal?"
"No, but I think he's about to find out-" Leyla cursed under her breathe. Of course, it had to be her sister who get herself into the stickiest of situations.
"Why?"
"Because Mr. Fabri just walked into the office."
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Artemis (CanEm Fan-Fiction)
أدب الهواة(No longer updating) When Can says he wants to be friends, Sanem finds herself struggling with their new dynamic. After making the decision to leave the agency and work alongside Osman, Can finds himself missing the woman that he drove away. But wi...
