PASSIONATE LIES

lock for a while and registered the time. Almost eleven pm. I had been so engrossed in my work that I hadn't n

was very quiet. I very much appreciated the quietness which would get ruined any time my

smile everyday. But sometimes her request really put me on edge like when she call

artly because she was one of the few people who held open hate for me in

ed in my room and picked up my phone. I gave Carmen a ca

d of the line and I guessed she had been long i

tting the phone on speaker and setting

f her voice. Carmen was my fiancee and I made it a habit to call her every night before I go to bed. I loved h

p and decided to are if if you were still awake "

in our relationship. She was beautiful kind and also great at sex. However those weren't my qualities to love a wom

was really happy about our wedding which was scheduled late next year. Getting engaged

le night. I hated the insomnia but I had learned to live with it. It had been a part of me for as lo

icture was of a young me, Ceylan, my parents and baby sister. Mom carried the baby while Dad

ing mom would make breakfast and drive us to school. She would pick us up after school and spen

n't bear it. She had gone to so many therapies. Ten years ago we had to move from Istanbul for a therapy with a

tted in my living room busy on her phone with a bowl of cereal in her hands.

ys came to make at least three days of my life miserable. However from the way she was dr

th my hands tucked in my pockets. She raised her head up

form of greeting before she placed a spoonful of cereal in

ive?" I asked again when she kept on having h

aid offhandedly as her attention was on her bowl. She was the only one who had no limits when it came to talking to me. She

ocking my eyebrow

something was like a rainbow appearing at night. Whenever she needed me to do something

hair opposite hers and folding my arm. I already knew the 'help' wa

her apartment isn't safe anymore. I'd have let her stay with me but she says my apartment is too far from the hospital whe

ith everyone but the people she actually considered her friends were few and I knew

about?" I asked folding my arms. She

me about the time when her ex broke up with her in front of a l

sassy little piece of trouble live in my house. She might be Ceylan 's best friend but she didn't sit well wi

red of her. I was a brutal and ruthless person who had nothing against destroyi

ke she'd cry if I didn't accept her offer. " She can't stay in that place. What if t

You know I do

he wouldn't bother you ". Ceylan said trying to persuade me let the most annoying girl I know to stay in my house with m

d Carmen ever since we were kids in middle school. She was even more annoyed when Mom proposed I marry Carmen.

ng her stay here. But with Ceylan 's persistence I'll eventuall

r affordable apartment close to the hospital". Ceylan

f the house. I got in my car and began driving away. As much as I didn't wa

with my sister and their corpses were returned two weeks later. My parental uncle had been

who also began standing up for her. She pulled Ceylan out of her depression and changed her to a lively per

taken my entire life to plan the revenge. The one who killed my father and sister and gif

le Ceylan would want to be involved. I couldn't risk any of them getting in

the greetings from the employees and headed to the elevator. I pus

ut entering my office. " Mr Astor is here to see you". She inform

re for the board meeting in an hour". I ordered. That was how my d

visitor seated on the sofa in my office relaxed with a glass of whiskey in his ha

me no se