STORY THREE: CEYDA

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DADDY DIVIT

CEYDA POV

I usually dread it when we have to start a new campaign because it means the creative team start reviewing our old ones.
Today I'm faced with the images that Fikri Harika produced for us and the slogan
'Find yourself' is now in my head.

I open an image that I saved to my phone. It's a photograph. I saw it the first day I met him. It was in his office, sitting on a shelf behind him in a silver frame. I could barely take my eyes off it.
He's stripped to the waist, stood in some dense wilderness looking down at his camera. He told me the story of how he lived with this remote tribe for a month and how the chief took this photo of him.

My God

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My God. I remember thinking, Is that what he looks like under that black top?
He's tanned and MUSCULAR, shiny with sweat, with that beautiful bird tattoo on his pec. He's easily the most handsome male specimen I've ever seen.

Can Divit.

My heart drops.
Why didn't I manage to make him mine?

Gamze introduced us and we had so much in common

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Gamze introduced us and we had so much in common. It was lust at first sight from me.
He was an adventurer, World traveller, sophisticated and spiritual with an individual sense of style. Obviously highly intelligent and like me had taken over the family firm.

 Obviously highly intelligent and like me had taken over the family firm

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