DANGEROUS LOVE'S

Take My Harvest

After arguing with his father, Kenan immediately went up to his room. The wall clock in his room was almost nearing the office entrance hour, in a hurry he cleaned himself in the bathroom and changed his clothes.

He took his work clothes and a makeshift tie in his wardrobe. Although as President Director of his company, he still does not want to be late to come to his own office.

Kenan sees his own appearance still being disheveled, but he doesn't have much time to tidy up himself. He simply sprayed the masculine perfume on his neck then rushed towards the garage.

"Hello Mr. Kenan, may you have a good day" said Mert, who saw Kenan enter the garage in a hurry. The young man was doing his first activity at the Fallay family's house, washing Aaron's car.

"You too, Mert," replied Kenan. He opened the door of his car, then turned on his four-wheel-drive engine.

He laughed a little at the soap foam was almost filled Mert's body. "I think you'll soon turn into a foam monster!"

Mert looked at himself, almost all of his front clothes were covered with soap foam. The young man immediately doused his own body, splashes of water coming out of the blue hose successfully made his body shiver with cold this morning.

Kenan just shook his head looking at Mert's behavior. He thought the young man looked ridiculous. He quickly drove his vehicle to his office.

The sound of elevator doors rang out throughout the entire eighth floor, the elevator doors were wide open. Kenan stepped his foot into his room. But this morning he didn't see Hazal at his desk. The lady's bag doesn't exist either.

Has he not come yet? Lest he get sick...

Kenan looked at his watch, he was already fifteen minutes late. But her secretary was even late.

Just last night I expressed my love for him, now he's doing his best in this office. I'll punish him, if he comes later!

His right hand picked up his cell phone to contact his secretary, while his left hand was used to open the door of his room. There's nobody inside. He saw that the room looked clean and clean.

He approached his desk, where he saw a cup of coffee made by Hazal and three pieces of biscuits arranged on a small plate patterned with flowers. In front of the white cup rested a small piece of paper, handwritten by Hazal.

Good morning 'em

I went to fix my car

I'll be back in a minute...

Hazal

Kenan smiled faintly after reading a small letter from Hazal, sipping his black coffee and inhaling its aroma. It was as if Hazal was in his room. He opened his laptop and started doing his job.

You've literally poisoned my every thought...

Almost an hour passed, Kenan stopped his work, he leaned himself on the back of his chair. He exhaled deeply and in his face he rubbed hard. He stood up and opened the door of his room. Hazal hasn't come yet.

His face began to look anxious, "Do I have to wait for him or look for him?" he murmured while going in and out of his room in turn. He stood up while shaking his waist. Today he has not seen Hazal at all, he misses the lover very much.

"I can't wait any longer!" Kenan picks up his cell phone and then calls Hazal. His tone sounded a few times. He recalled Mehmet saying that someone wanted to harm the woman.

Many times he contacted Hazal, but the woman did not answer his cell phone call. He anxiously walked to the elevator. The door opened, and Hazal was seen standing in the elevator. Their eyes clashed with each other in a few seconds.

Kenan immediately ran into the elevator and grabbed Hazal in his arms. The incident was very fast, making Hazal look surprised.

"Kenan" said Hazal Lirih. Without looking back, Kenan's hand pressed the pause elevator button. The elevator stopped on the eighth floor with the door still open, only to wait for them to finish hugging.

"Thank God you're back" said Kenan, who still hugged the body of his lover.

Hazal returned Kenan's embrace tightly. The man immediately took Hazal's hand to enter his room.

"Is your car engine broken?" kenan asked as he closed the door.

"Just change the oil and brake pads only. I was forced to leave my car there, because they haven't finished fixing it yet" Hazal explained as she leaned against Kenan's desk.

"From today, I'll pick you up." Kenan walked over and approached Hazal. But the woman shook her head quickly.

"I'm used to driving by myself, then suddenly I have to depend ...." Kenan's index finger covered Hazal's red lips, making her stop her speech. His brown-eyed bead looked at Kenan expressionlessly.

"It's all for your good, I don't want anything to happen to you" Kenan explained, holding Hazal's hands together.

If anything happens to me, it's your father...

Hazal could only bite her lips and then smiled in response to Kenan's words. "Alright, if that's what you want."

Kenan took his hand out of Hazal's hand, and then he walked over to get the agenda and the questioner. "Since you've come, I'll go to the factory to see the produce there."

"Wait...!" Hazal pulls Kenan's arm, making the man come back closer to him.

"What's wrong?" Kenan raised his eyebrows and looked at Hazal.

"Did you wake up last night? Look at your fucked-up looks. What if the people at the factory are talking about you?" said Hazal while fixing the location of Kenan shirt buttons that do not fit the hole. He reopened the button, making the man's chest slightly visible. Then put it back into the buttonhole according to its partner.

His finger reopened the blue-colored tie that was coiled around Kenan's neck, put it back together, and made it even more presentable.

"Done...!" hazal's voice sounded excited, seeing the results of his work attached to Kenan's body.

Aaron's son smiled charmingly, he then kissed Hazal's forehead gently. "I'll go first."

After Kenan's departure, Hazal starts to open her computer. He started reading the files that he took from Kenan's laptop a few days ago. He only found the files of the Fallay company's cooperation contract with other companies. No one stole his attention.

Then he opened several photo galleries in the file. Some pictures of Kenan when the man was a child. From some of the photos, Kenan took more pictures with his mother.

You seem to love your mother very much, your face is similar to her. The fruit fell not far from the tree. You are the son of Aaron, a little bit of Aaron's nature will decline on you.

After Hazal finishes her search, she returns to her office. Start compiling the files that Kenan will use for meetings with some of his clients.

His fingers seemed to be dancing very agilely on top of the keyboard. His phone suddenly rang, Hazal saw Mert's name on his phone screen. Soon he answered Mert's call.

"Hello...." Hazal rests herself on the back of her chair.

"My groundworm has grown, tonight I'm going to harvest it. If you have time, come here. Take my crops." Mert's voice whispered behind Hazal's phone.

"I'm going to get your crops right away" replied Hazal. He then turned off his phone, his smile expanding upon a tulip garden drawn on his sitting calendar.

"Whose harvest do you mean?" Kenan's voice suddenly sounded.

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