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Remember me

LETTURE 30,173
Voti 1,859
Parti 71
Tempo 28h 48m

LETTURE 30,173
Voti 1,859
Parti 71
Tempo 28h 48m

adana alirahmetfekeli birzamanlarçukurova fekeli hünfek hünkar hünkaryaman keremalışık terraamara vahideperçin çukurova

19th September 1978. 
Hünkar was stabbed but she didn't die. When Demir found her, he realised she was still alive and rushed her to the hospital.
The doctors saved her life but couldn't prevent her from slipping into a coma. 
Sabahattin returned with his wife Jülide to Çukurova for personal reasons, and took Hünkar over as his patient.

(My story does not include the existence of anyone called sevda. That angle has no place here. 
Hünkar and Demir fought, but that was just because of her support to Züleyha getting back with Yılmaz).Tutti i diritti riservati

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Luca is a 28 year old mafia don, who is trying to better himself mentally with everything he's been through, he just wants to feel free. Kiana is a 24 year old therapist dealing with her own emotions and shit, she just wanted an escape. They meet and attempt to help each other, no romantic feelings but life makes everything harder and they can't stay away from each other. There is a lot of mature content in this book and I will not be putting warnings before as it will be long: this includes, sex (between more than one partner), drug abuse, sexual assault and harassment, mental illness and others. Please do not read if you feel as though you will be triggered He stalked his way towards her. No words were uttered. Pure lust evident in their eyes. He backed her into a corner, she was looking everywhere but him, she couldn't, she shouldn't. His hand toyed with the hem of her dress. He hesitated. His mind was racing with thoughts of how he shouldn't, he couldn't. Her heartbeat picked up, her breaths quickened, her body needed him. He saw the affect he had on her. Pulling up her dress, he saw she had no panties on. Enraged he wrapped his hand around her neck, choking her, making her look into his eyes. His other hand slid into her folds, she was soaking wet, just for him. She whimpered in response. She couldn't get enough. Her hips rocked back and forth along with his fingers. He added another. Yet to kiss her, he pushed the thought out of his head. Her body began to rock faster, causing moans to fall from her mouth. He bent down to her ear and whispered, "Perché non possiamo semplicemente stare lontani gli uni dagli altri belli?". (Why can't we just stay away from each other beautiful?).