⚠️KÜÇÜK YAŞTAKİ OKURLAR İÇİN UYGUN DEĞİLDİR! Eyşan Sancak... Ülkenin ilgi odağı, gözde lojistik şirketlerinden biri olan Sancak holdingin babasının trajik ölümünden sonra ki yeni sahibi. Karanlık sırlara sahip, biricik oğlu dışındaki herkese karşı sert, kaba, güçlü ve kesinlikle uzak durulması gereken bir kadındı. Ta ki, hayatına oğlunun bakıcısı olarak giren sevimli, hayat dolu bir genç kız onu unuttuğu kalbiyle yeniden tanıştırana kadar... İki kadının birbirlerine olan sağlıksız aşk ve bağımlılığın hikayesi. Eyşan Sancak & Larissa Güneş *** -❗Bu kurgu; lezbiyen, TOKSİK ve SAĞLIKSIZ ilişki, yaş farkı, smut sahneler, psikolojik + fiziksel şiddet ve BDSM sahneleri içerir! Bu tip ögelerden rahatsız oluyorsanız rica ediyorum okumaya başlamayın.

𝑌/𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑆𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑛 𝐻𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑥𝑖𝑒𝑠, 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐼𝑃𝐶'𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑢𝑡 𝐾𝑎𝑓𝑘𝑎 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑠. 𝐴𝑙𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ, 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟'𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑚𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑌/𝑛 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟. 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑!!! 𝐴𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑒𝑥𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝐇𝐎𝐘𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄. 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕤: 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑➪ 03-10-24 𝑃𝑢𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑➪ 03-23-24 𝐸𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑➪ 𝑬𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓⚠︎

Working as a maid for three of the most terrifyingly competent women alive was never part of my life plan. Yet somehow, here I am. Every morning I wake up in a mansion bigger than my hometown, make breakfast for women who could buy my organs as a hobby, and spend the rest of the day trying not to accidentally die in increasingly creative ways. There's Arlecchino, a private investigator who somehow knows things she absolutely should not know. Signora, a CEO who looks like she walked out of a magazine and personally invented being intimidating. And Kafka, a psychologist and author who can somehow make me question my entire existence with one mildly concerning sentence. My job description says maid. Reality says maid, cook, gardener, emotional support animal, kidnapping victim, occasional hostage, and professional disaster. Most days are simple. I clean things. I cook things. I try not to get stabbed. Sometimes I even succeed. The mansion itself is weird. The people are weird. My life is weird. One week I'm arguing with a chihuahua. The next week I'm helping solve a kidnapping. At one point I got poisoned. Twice, technically. Long story. The strangest part is that I should have left a long time ago. But somewhere between the chaos, the arguments, the near-death experiences, and the people who somehow became important to me... This place started feeling like home. Which is probably a terrible sign. Because lately, things have been getting stranger. People know things they shouldn't. Sometimes things don't make sense. Sometimes it feels like something is missing. Like I've forgotten something important. Or someone. But that's ridiculous. Right? Anyway. My name is Y/N. I'm in my 20's. I'm a maid. My life is a complete mess. And everything is going perfectly fine. Perfectly. F̸i̶n̷e̵. S̷a̷v̸e̴ ̵m̶e̶.