Sixty Two.

"Will you just calm down so I can explain myself?" He has the audacity to growl.

Shaking my head, "No. I don't want to hear it. Anything that comes out of your mouth is a lie! Everything between us is a big fat lie!" I cry out hysterically as I throw my arms up in the air. "You didn't last longer than twenty-four hours before you cheated on me!" I rush past him and I start pulling my clothes out of the closet, tossing them onto the bed.

After a brief period of consideration, he approaches me and stands in front of me. His body is a whisper away from mine as he prevents me from pulling any more of my clothes out of the closet.

[Stop!] "Dur!" He says in an ordering tone.

"Move." I challenge him.

[Nope.] "Yok. You will listen to me one way or another."

Folding my arms across my chest, I give him a challenging look. "You're the big affair I'll forget, Aydem. Shit," I snort. "You'll be the only man I'll think of with regret." I hiss with venom feeling sick to my stomach as I lie through the skin of my teeth.

[Yes,] "Evet, I'm the big affair you had and got pregnant too. Unless you're a lost lamb in the world. You are stuck with me." His voice is rough and he snakes his arm around my waist, pulling me flush against his muscular torso.

I struggle in his embrace, "Let me go." I hiss, "You make me sick, so fucking sick, Aydem." My body begins to tremble in his arms.

"Shh, kedi yavrusu," [kitten] He purrs in my ear. "If I had known how upset you'd be, I would never have done it." Remorse saturates his words.

I shove at his chest with both hands, "If you knew I'd be this upset you never would have done what, Aydem? Openly fucked your ex for all of Turkey to see or-"

"Agreed to do it!" He snarls. "It was planned, we planned for this to go viral to draw Castello out. I didn't tell you because I didnt want you to be upset and I tried to get back in time to explain everything to you." His voice is thunderous and I flinch at every word that leaves his lips.

My body goes lax as I let out a gusty breath that I didnt realise I was harbouring. "I.. I-"

"It's my fault, all of this is my doing and I'm sorry." He raises his hand and uses the pad of his thumb to wipe away the tears that stain my face with heartache.

A new sensation of anger fills my body, "You're an arsehole with a capital A!" I say as I try to step out of his embrace once again.

A low irritated growl vibrates from the back of his throat, "I said, I was sorry." He states firmly.

"I don't forgive you. You seemed to look like you were enjoying yourself a bit too much in those photos," I swallow thickly as the images of him and his half-naked ex, flicker through my head like blinking lights. It's blinding and unnerving.

Especially when she is so fucking gorgeous.

He licks his lips as a lopsided smirk, curves upwards on his annoyingly godly looking face and it infuriates me more.

"Jealousy is a hideous colour on you, kedi yavrusu." [kitten.] He states bluntly.

Narrowing my eyes, "And your ego has never tasted so bitter up until now." I snap.

Me, jealous?

Surely, he's delusional!

"My ego.." He says hoarsely as he nuzzles the side of my face. "Tell me, askim. [my love] What about me tastes sweet?" His lips find the crook of my neck and he begins to lick, kiss and suck on my feverish skin.

I close my eyes, trying to fight the ripple of desire that thrums through my heating core. My body is like a torturous vessel that liquifies beneath his touch. My breathing becomes ragged causing my chest to rise and fall vigorously.

"You smell so good.." He grumbles against my feverish skin. "Seni seviyorum, askim. Seni kasten incitmeden once gozlerime binlerce igne batirirdim." He whispers in his mother tongue that adds fuel to my igniting body.

[I love you, my love. I'd stick a thousand needles in my eyes before I intentionally hurt you.]

I don't have the slightest clue what he's just said and with his lips on my body and erect cock rubbing against me...

The needy woman within me that craves to be loved takes over. Besides, I can always worry about what he's just said later on.

My hands that were pushing at his chest only moments ago, reverse their actions as they begin to fist his pristine white cotton shirt, pinning him to me.

A small sigh escapes my lips and my hands go naturally from his shirt through his jet black hair as I encourage him to continue his exquisite assault.

Abruptly he takes a hold of my wrists, pinning them behind my back as he swiftly spins me around and presses the front of my body against the cool painted wall. "I'm going to have my way with you and show you how wild you drive me, askim." [my love.] His voice is cold, calculating and rough. "You will learn one day soon that you mean everything to me and if I have to fuck you into submission until you click on, so be it." He uses one hand to restrain both my wrists above my head as he reaches between our panting bodies. "I love worshipping your body." He snarls against the hard shell of my ear.

I hear his belt jiggling and the sound of his zip being aggressively yanked down just as I'm about to take my next breath.

His hand travels up the hemline of my dress, brushing up against my sex, till he hooks his fingers on the inside of my thong and tears them from my body.

When it leaves a searing feeling behind, I exhale sharply.

"You belong to me." He lines the swelling head of his cock up with my entrance. "I belong to you." He enters me in one fluid motion and I hiss, desperately fighting for my body to work on adjusting around him. "We belong to each other and you will learn that.."

I moan in pleasure as he begins to move his hips.

"Tomorrow when we elope." He growls as he begins to fuck me wildly, his free hand gliding up my back, over my shoulder and he wraps his long fingers around the base of my throat. "In secret," He pants wildly. "You'll be known as Mila Burak. My wife. My queen..."