Forbidden Love 💔

The rise 💥

Hi guys ! 😘
Sorry for being MIA , life happened and here I am 2 months later ...this chapter was penned way back in january but I got the time to post it now so really sorry for that and to all those who were waiting for an update 🙏
Hope you enjoy the story and the twists and turns along the way .

10 years later ....

" Uff ! " miran huffed as he entered his room and discarded his suit jacket across the bed.
He walked towards the dresser unbuttoning his shirt on the way and looked at himself in the mirror  reminiscing how he got here, to his current position.
He was the notorious Miran Aksoy, feared amongst men and hated amongst police. No matter how hard they tried, they could never catch him out. The government and police officials didn't bother anymore in trying to reign his Boss, Hazar Şadoğlu in because he was too powerful. And with him as his right hand , he was the better target. If his life was compromised, then so would everything they worked so hard to build. They made an empire of their city.

At twenty-seven years of age, he was making millions. Still not as wealthy as his Boss , but he would be soon. He didn't doubt his talents of becoming the greatest. His second in command Firat was lethal and ruthless. It took some reigning in when they handled the more violent side of their lifestyles and hazar's nephew Azat, was the peacekeeper. He knew once he became the boss, he'd be his right hand man ,guiding him through every decision like he's done since he was 17. He was of the same age and of the same blood yet not eligible for the thrown all thanks to his timely intervention.

He inwardly smirked reminiscing the memory that brought him to the powerful position he was at now.

4 years ago....

" Hazar bey we have a problem " miran informed hazar at 2 in the morning .
" ya oğlum why do you think I have men like you enrolled on my paychecks ? to take care of such problems... anladim ?"
" anladim hazar bey , but if it wasn't a serious issue you know I wouldn't have called " miran tried to rein in his anger after hearing hazar's words.
" peki ben dinliyorum... its 2 in the morning this better be good "
..... After a long pause hazar replied
" you know what to do with traitors isn't it ? " hazar's voice was ice cold.
"Amah..." miran was stunned hearing Hazar's words.
"ne oğlum ne ?  are you hard of hearing ? I said do it and just tell me when its done I'll take care of the rest"
" tamam hazar bey "miran answered trying not to sound shocked by his so called boss's decision.
" miran ...." hazar spoke before the line went dead.
" effendim hazar bey " miran smirked thinking the boss had a change of heart , he had a weakness afterall...
" only you alone will do it and no one gets to hear of it tamam mi , don't dissapoint me " hazar's voice was devoid of any emotion.
If miran thought hazar was ruthless he was in for a surprise this man was beyond ruthless, he did not have a heart.
" tamam hazar bey " miran got over the intial shock and closed his phone , now all he had to do was wait for Hazar at the warehouse.

He tied the traitor up to a chair, waiting for him to wake, and for Hazar to join. After about half an hour the man slowly came to conciousness , blinking a few times to accustom himself to the darkness of the place, and when he saw Miran, he furrowed his brows as he asked ,
"What's the meaning of this?"

"What's the meaning of meeting frequently with a guy whose an assasin Cihan bey?" Miran retorted, sitting in front of him, his elbows resting on his spread knees.
" sen kimsin ? you better untie me before Abi gets to know , you will be skinned alive for what you've done " Cihan intimidated him as he struggled against the ties.
"ah Cihan bey! Cihan bey! I thought you were wiser . Who do you think told me to bring you here ?  Who has the only access to this warehouse ? " Miran smirked as realisation dawned upon Cihan .

From the very moment when Miran started to work for Hazar he knew his plan for his new life was perfect but the only flaw that Miran could spot in this new life since he started working for Hazar Şadoğlu, was Cihan Şadoğlu. He couldn't tell why, but there was something about the man that made Miran never trust him. It was to the point that he wouldn't even dare turn his back to him, by fear of being backstabbed by the man. There was something false and fake about Cihan.
He knew it from the very first moment he sat across Cihan Şadoglu in that SUV when hazar's men had caught him or so as they thought , he knew he was a snake in disguise but Miran always kept his suspicions to himself because Cihan was Hazar's right hand. What Cihan said was almost as holy as what Hazar would say.
Cihan Şadoğlu was as ruthless as his elder brother but more cunning than him.