The sound of delicate glasses clinked as the party moved in its full swing. Waiters wore crisp black attire, keeping a tight, smile as they served among the office's crowd. Many conversed on future plans and some kept to themselves.
There within was Nur, the founder, conversing with CEO-His hand lazily fell to his side as the other clutched a glass of sparkling water. The cuffs of his white office-shirt were curled up as he stood effortlessly stunning.
"The data shows that at least 90% of our users are happy with this new application and that they continued to use it even after the free trail. Some even went on with the membership and are fairly pleased that the costs are affordable"
"Interesting"... a murmur left Cagan as he gazed at Nur, his eyes were unreadable. "Nur"? he called for him, Emre, the CEO also turns his attention to him. Nur's fingers grazed at his neatly trimmed beard, his eyes then went to the both.
"Well, what about the remaining 10%?" Emre's eyes fell, of course, while we are improvising our models into newer ones and adding more features to make them appealing to our customers--It is quite impossible to satisfy...900 million users"
Excuses... Cagan cleared his throat. Nur's brows furrowed as he ran a hand through his already disheveled hair. He sighed and let his eyes dart, just as he did--Among the crowds and the dim lights he saw her, Ayse.
Cagan followed his gaze then his lips curled, Oh...well it will be a shorter meeting then... Nur shot both them a look then excused himself, You, Emre, give me the data on the 10% by tomorrow and Cagan...
His voice trailed off as he met Cagan's lazy smirk. Nur looked away as he then walked off. Ayse's eyes darted at the wild environment as she clutched at her phone--Just then a strong pair of arms swept her away from the room and out.
Her back connected against the wall as her eyes then widened as she met Nur's face. His brows furrowed,"What are you doing here?" he watched her lips quiver making him urge. Ayse's lips parted yet nothing came, her eyes then fell to her shoulders, her breath hitched slightly. Nur held her against the wall, his eyes then felt to her nimble frame, how his hold showed of her curves.
They both then parted, as Nur coughed slightly, clearing his throat, he awaited an answer. Her voice came out a second later, I-I was worried...
Nur hummed. he leaned in closer, "sure you were"... Ayse looked to the ground. "Mr. Nur...!" Her eyes then snapped to the feminine voice. it was Sefreya, his overly clingy secretary.
She wore a pencil skirt, her full sleeved, petite top showed of her elongated body. She walked over and finally stood in front of them. Lips casting a soft smile as she gazed at Nur, whose eyes seemed to be anywhere but her.
Her smile faltered yet she masked it, Nur... how is it going? she asked, extending her hand. Ayse watched. though Nur didn't return it back, he simply tilted his head and gave her a rigid smile, "Sefreya...welcome" he murmured.
She smiled and pulled her hand back, then her eyes flickered to Ayse, "Ah...You must be Nur's wife"
Ayse forced a smile as they then exchanged handshakes, though her eyes returned to Nur, his piercing blues eyes softened as it danced with amusement. She gritted her lips as if to say, "Stop"...
Yet he grinned and returned to Sefreya, "you look... he paused then, great" Sefreya would have smiled if she didn't catch Ayse's hands which were curled up as if to pinch Nur. She nodded, "Well, thank you...I should get going"
Yes...Nur murmured. She turned, her heels clicked as she walked off. His eyes then fell to Ayse who then began to walk forward.
Though he acted quickly, gripping her wrist, "Ayse"... she gazed at him from above her shoulder-then, come...
So she did, they walked out of the complex, the cold quickly sweeping of a strand of her hair from her veil. Nur then quickly tugged of his coat and covered her. Ayse's gaze flickered to his, he was already watching her. His fingers then clutched her chin as he brushed his thumb against her lips. Her mouth then slightly parted as he then wet his fingers with her saliva, touching the roof of her tongue.
He did it as he watched her. His head then tilted further, watching her face redden, his eyes lazily darted, then--"Come one... lets go, I wouldn't want you to catch cold" Ayse's face flushed, then she nodded. Nur grasped her hand as they then walked to the parking lot. Their feet brushed against the gravel as they then made their way in the yellow light-lit parking lot.
There stood his bike. A Corvo spider, black, chic, timeless. Ayse's eyes widened as she glanced at him, "A-Are we going to ride on that? Nur smirked as he put on a pair of black leather gloves. scared? She shook her head innocently.
He then stepped in closer, his hands effortlessly found her waist as he swooped her of the ground, setting her on top of the back seat, he planted both his palm on either side of her thighs. He then retrieved a helmet, "will you manage?" he murmured.
Ayse gazed up at his piercing gaze, she then gave a nod. With her approval, Nur stepped on it, hands gripping the handle as he started the vehicle. The engine then hummed to life.
"Ayse... hold me" her fingers then wrapped around his torso, making his body tense. They then drove, under the twinkling city of Istanbul on the highway as strands of her baby hair fluttered. The roads were half empty, to their side was the magnificent bhosphorous river, guarded by railings.
Ayse watched in awe, this wasn't new to her, she knew...
Yet... her eyes then gazed at the front as she pressed her face against his back. A sigh left her lips.
Doing this with a man other than her father, now with her husband made it different. She smiled gracefully against him, feeling in his scent.
All I want is you...
Nur's eyes flickered to his right mirror, seeing her arch her head back, as she gazed up the night sky. Her marble orbs widened.
Nur smiled, she looked adorable, his eyes then went back to the front she was the only one who get to be this close near him, to hold him, to clutch his collar and kiss him madly.
Ah...
My gift from God...
Ayse...
"Enjoying yourself?" he asked, voice muffled by the wind. Yeah...! she said back, almost like a child. A chuckle broke him, "ah my Ayse"...
to be continued>>>>>>>>>>