"Fuck.."I moan as my feverish skin makes me dizzy with lust. 
[Yes.] "Evet, Mila. You make me want to ravage you when I should be disgusted by the thought of even touching you." He mutters. 
"But I'm not. Instead, everything about you makes me mad with desire and I can not control it. God's, I tried to but I don't want to anymore." He removes his hand from the wall, wrapping his fingers around my jaw and he forces me to stare up at him. 
"You've already had a taste of me and one taste is all you get." I swallow loudly, throwing his words back at him.

Hidden Secrets: A Screwed Up Love Story

　　Slowly sipping on my glass of red wine as I look at Aydem over the rim, a small smile curves on the corners of my mouth.?


　　Setting his utensils down on his plate, he picks up his crystal glass with whiskey on the rocks and takes a sip from it, his eyes never leaving mine.


　　"You keep looking at me like that askim [my love], I'll have no choice but to take you right here, on this table, in front of all these people." He says roughly, setting his glass back down on the table.?


　　I place my glass of wine back down on the table too, "Is that a promise?" I ask seductively, leaning over the table.


　　A lopsided smirk stains his gorgeous face, "You'd like that wouldn't you?" He chuckles, rubbing the side of his jaw.?


CHAPTER SEVENTY