DANGEROUS LOVE'S

First Kiss

By lunchtime, Kenan had just stepped out of his textile factory. The textile factory was owned by Erkan Danner. One of the assets belonging to the Danner family that was successfully controlled by Aaron Fallay.

"I'm waiting for the good news" said Kenan, who was speaking to the Head of his Factory.

"Okay Mr. Kenan. Immediately I will give you a report," replied a man who was about fifty years old, half-white-haired and bespectacled.

The two men split up in the front yard of the factory. Kenan continued his steps towards his car park. With high speed he drove his vehicle, so as soon as possible to reach his office. He wants Hazal to have lunch together.

"A further ten minutes of recess, I hope Hazal hasn't made an appointment with anyone else" muttered Kenan, who saw the rearview mirror of his car. He was looking at her appearance in a small mirror above his head.

With wide footsteps, he walked into his office. The elevator doors opened on the eighth floor. As usual on this floor there was only himself and Hazal. From a distance, he sees Hazal calling someone. He walked over to Hazal's desk. She faintly heard her secretary say about the harvest to someone on her phone.

"Whose harvest do you mean?" asked Kenan who was standing next to Hazal's desk.

Hazal's face was shocked when she heard Kenan's voice. He stood up and walked over to Kenan. He began to calm his heart that had just been pounding violently.

"You surprised me. The harvest?" Hazal seemed to be thinking of remembering something.

His hand touched the gray suit collar that was in front of him, wiping the suit cloth with his caress. His brown eye bead looked at the metallic black suit button with the symbol of a famous brand, while blinking he looked at Kenan's face.

"One of my schoolmates was telling me about his plantation business that had just produced. Today he started harvesting. If I have time, he wants me to come visit him. So, yes, I said that I would take the harvest," Hazal's story goes at length. He smiled without any nervousness.

"Then, then...." Kenan rubbed his own chin. His speech stopped because he was remembering his schedule.

"What if we go there tomorrow? To your friend's farm." Kenan gives her brilliant idea that makes Hazal's heart go down a few levels.

Hazal looked dumbfounded at the idea of her lover. "Tomorrow?"

"Yes, tomorrow is Sunday. Holidays. We can enjoy the view of the farm. After all, spring has begun" Kenan replied, holding Hazal's hands together. Hazal's lover looks very excited.

"Aren't you going to have an appointment tomorrow with someone? Maybe you have a show with your dad or your friend?" Hazal tries to avoid Kenan's invitation.

Kenan exhaled deeply, with a serious face he looked at Hazal, but his eyes gently looked at the brown bead that had been moving. He held Hazal's arms.

"Tomorrow I'm empty. Even if I have an appointment tomorrow with someone, I'll cancel it just for your sake. I want to spend time with you." Kenan hugged Hazal tightly, kissing Hazal's beautiful brown hair.

Kenan, do you really mean what you say? Am I the only one here playing the show? Don't get carried away by Hazal's feelings...

With hesitation Hazal returned Kenan's embrace. He leaned beside his head on the chest of Kenan's field, making Aaron's son caress his hair and bring his body into the man's arms and arms.

"Go back to work" said Hazal. His head was still stuck above the chest of Kenan's field. The man finally let go of his embrace. The pair of lovers finally returned to being professional, they returned to struggling in their respective work.

In his work chair, Hazal was playing his pen with his fingers. He was thinking, tomorrow he should take Kenan to whose plantation. It was all just an excuse to make the man unsuspecting, but now he was stuck with his own words.

It was getting dark, and Hazal knocked on Kenan's door.

"Aren't you going home?" hazal asked when he had entered his superior's room. He saw his boss and lover was still busy with his laptop. He walked and stood beside Kenan's chair.

"Do you like this place?" asked Kenan while showing a photo of a beach with a very beautiful view on his laptop screen. Hazal sits himself on the armrest of Kenan's chair.

"Like," replied Hazal flatly. "Where is that?"

"In Bali. One of the islands in the tropics. Name of the country if not wrong... Indonesia" replied Kenan. "Have you been there?"

"I've heard the name, I hear the beaches there are so beautiful. But I've never been there" replied Hazal, who was advancing his body, he wanted to enlarge the photo of the beach on the laptop screen.

Kenan swiftly wrapped one of his hands around Hazal's waist, keeping her body from falling.

"One day I will take you there, we can spend our summer vacation in Bali. What say?"

"I will wait for that day to come" whispered Hazal. But his heart denied that the day would never exist and would never happen.

After finishing turning off his laptop and tidying up his desk, they now walked to Kenan's car park. The atmosphere of the office is starting to fade.

"Come in" said Kenan as he opened his car door for Hazal. The woman also got into the black car European output.

Kenan immediately drove his vehicle to the house of the Aksal family. Kenan turned on a piece of music in his car. Romantic songs sound so beautiful.

"Have you told your friend about our plan?" kenan asks who tried to remind Hazal of their plans tomorrow.

"Yes" replied Hazal, who immediately turned her eyes to Kenan's face. He started biting his own lips slightly and played the tip of his fingernail.

"What time do I have to pick you up?" The man's mouth spoke to Hazal, but his eyes were still focused on the road.

"What if it's seven in the morning?"

"Good idea!" exclaim Kenan. His hands were busy at the steering wheel to bend his car.

Kenan's car stopped right in front of the gate of the Aksal family house. The towering, black-colored gate was still tightly shut.

"Do you want to go inside?" ask Hazal while removing her seatbelt. Kenan also removed his seatbelt.

"Maybe next time" said Kenan, rubbing Hazal's hair and putting his hand on her neck.

In a dark car that relies solely on the light rays coming from the car tape, Kenan kisses Hazal's lips. The first kiss was very fast, he just stuck his lips to Hazal's lips.

As their eyes looked at each other in the dark, Kenan was still waiting for Hazal to react. She'll give her kiss back, if Hazal doesn't turn her down. He really knew how to make the woman comfortable being around him.

"I love you, Hazal" whispered Kenan very gently. It's almost like a sigh rather than a sentence.

Hazal just looked at Kenan's handsome face. He did not resist and was not aggressive. The red lips were slightly opened, his hands gently rubbed the handsome face that was in front of him. The brown eye bead just moved to look at the face of Kenan who was already nearby. Now that their noses had touched each other, Kenan's breath seemed to caress his chin.

Kenan slowly gave Hazal his second kiss, slowly. Very soft and a little seductive. Feelingly. A kiss far from the word. Unknowingly Hazal enjoys the caress of Kenan's tongue, she returns the man's kiss. The two pairs of beads had closed, enjoying every touch of their tongues and hands.

Without them noticing, a pair of eagle eyes saw from a distance. Japheth who was standing on the balcony of his room, saw Kenan's car which had stopped in front of the gate of his house. Japheth can guess, Hazal must be in the car.

"What are they doing in the car? Why didn't Hazal get out of that car?" muttered Yafet slowly.

He took his cell phone out of his pocket. In his cell phone number, Hazal, he began to contact the woman he loved.

The kiss was released, along with the ringing sound of Hazal's cell phone in the woman's bag. Kenan regained his body and sat back in his chair. The man rubbed his own face.

"Who?" ask him to Hazal. His heart was slightly upset, as the sound of the phone rang at an inopportune moment.

Hazal took her phone from the bag. But the ringing stopped. He saw Japheth's name on his phone screen.

"Yaphet's Sister. Maybe just squashed. The call is dead" Hazal explained, lifting both shoulders. He himself was also confused as to why Japheth contacted him.

"All right, I'll see you tomorrow. I'll pick you up." Kenan let out his smile as Hazal started to get out of his car.

Kenan's car has slowly started to disappear around the corner. A housekeeper opened the gate of the house of Aksal's family. Hazal swung her steps into the spacious front yard of her house. He looked up, looking at the scene that made his heart feel pain and tightness. His eyes began to glaze over.

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