Lord

Gothenburg

C: ''I love you... sometimes I wonder why you are eager to see me, to wait for me, to love me... and I get so scared that you will leave me... it makes me want to kidnap you and disappear...'' he smiled at his idea, she wanted to say why not, let's do it but he went on. ''... but then I realise who I am, what I was born for, my legacy... this is always going to be my life.'' He dropped his hand and stood up defeated, walking out of the bathroom. She thought he would leave but she heard him open the balcony door.

Sanem looked around the bathroom, remembering making love to him in that exact spot and in the shower, his kisses on her neck when she was getting ready, him warming the shower the night Fabri pressed her. Her mind wandered throughout the house, bringing back all their moments, their laughs, their long chats, their cries of pleasure, their touch... every second of him felt like happiness and she suddenly realised she wouldn't give up on that. Regardless of Aziz and her plan to take him down, Can was hers and she would save him. She stood up and put her robe and sleepers on.

She found him staring at the city, in the cold; she would have paid to read his thoughts. She pressed her hand on his back.

S: ''if you'll have me, I want to be with you.'' His gaze didn't leave the horizon and he just pulled her around him and hugged her, one hand on her back, the other on her head. She could feel the relief from his intensity, his breathing and silence.

C: ''thank you'' he finally whispered. She pulled him in and sat them on the sofa, she settled on his chest and they just stayed there.

As weeks and a few months passed, their relationship deepened and blossomed, Sanem noticed that Can was being more discreet about his work. He wouldn't tell her when he travelled, with whom and nothing about his father. She figured he had decided to completely blind her from his activities so she wouldn't grow more conflicted. She knew his father had long returned from Mexico but that was about it and she had not been to his house since the party. Can was still spoiling her with nights away and gifts, he had let her organise a few evenings together but she had grown comfortable into his dominant role, she just wanted him regardless of the circumstances.

Can's frustration had increased with her lack of action regarding Alexander Gsaat, he had brushed the topic a couple more times but she kept resisting and basically wanted nothing to do with it. Every time he checked on him, Can wanted to get on a jet and just beat the hell out of the man; but he had to be discreet, Can Divit couldn't be travelling around beating people up himself, he had men for that, no... It would make him look irrational, sensitive and out of control, which was exactly what he was when it came to Sanem.

He opened the latest report, Alexander was in Gothenburg, Sweden, so close... He called Sanem, he suddenly felt the urge to deal with it, it was like an itch and it needed to be scratched once and for all.

C: ''where are you?''

S: ''I'm driving home from work.''

C: ''it's late.''

S: ''yes, lots of reporting...''

C: ''listen, can we catch up, there's something I need to talk to you about, I can't stay the night but I need to see you.''