Betrayal To Bliss

||He has two faces||

Witnessing the brutal altercation unfold, I cowered in fear, my heart pounding with dread. The assailants swiftly seized Emre and threw him into their vehicle, leaving me petrified as they approached me. Attempting to flee,I was swiftly apprehended by the menacing figure, my desperate pleas falling on deaf ears as I was forcibly carried into the car.

As the car raced away, my fear mounted, intensified by the cold touch of the masked man as he restrained me, rendering me helpless. In a moment of sheer terror, he brandished a gun, instilling a deep sense of dread withine, causing her to resign myself.

I felt helpless as I curled up in her place, trying to stifle her tears. The masked man proceeded to tie my hands and blindfold me, all while emanating a masculine scent that stirred a familiar feeling within me.As the car drove away,I couldn't shake the unsettling sensation that I somehow knew this man.

After what seemed like an eternity, the car came to a halt, and I braced myself with fear as I was picked up and carried indoors. Placed on what felt like a soft surface, I realized it was a bed. Memories of that ominous night flashed before me, causing my stomach to churn and a wave of nausea to overtook me.

My blindfold was removed, revealing the masked man - possibly the gang leader - who then forced something into her mouth.

Summoning all my courage, I finally spoke up, "What do you want from me? Do you seek money, or perhaps you find pleasure in violating me?"

The masked man's intense gaze sent shivers down my spine, causing my vision to blur. Weak and feverish, I struggled to keep her eyes open as I addressed him, "I am married... have a husband..."

The masked man slowly removed his disguise, revealing his face: long blonde hair, beards, sharp eyes.

"Jan?" I managed to utter in disbelief. Was it really him, or was I delusional?

"Hmm?" Jan responded gently, pulling me close for a kiss, delving into my mouth. Overwhelmed, I shuddered, desperately wishing it was all a dream. As he unbuttoned my shirt and progressed further, I tried to make sense of the situation, "Is that truly you, Jan, or..."

"You enjoy testing my patience," he remarked, lowering my pants. I felt his presence looming over her, and darkness soon enveloped me.

"Sanem? Sanem, wake up..."

A familiar voice pierced through the darkness. I struggled to open my heavy eyelids, a searing pain stabbing through my head. I immediately woke up and found myself in Jan's room, laying on our exquisite bed. Jan, dressed in his impeccable office suit, looked at me with concern as he spoke, "You have a high fever. Here, I brought some chicken soup for you. After that, you will take the medicine." I sat up, perplexed. "I was informed by the maid that your fever wasn't going down. So, I came rushing back home from the office."

"Mr. Jan... I... I..." I tried to recollect the incident. "You kidnapped me?!"

"What?" Jan looked clueless and slightly amused.

"Yes... you... you... you wore a mask, and there were two more guys with you..."

"Hahaha..."

Jan's laughter surprised me.He gently pinched my nose, "Sanem, you hallucinated through your fever. I was in the office since the morning, and now it's 3:30 pm. See? You can ask baba if you want. And why would I kidnap my own wife?"

Well, he did have a point. I stopped pressing the matter, but the dream seemed so vivid and real.

At that moment, Jan received a phone call. He answered, "Yes, Baba... what? What happened to Emre?"

My heart raced as I remembered my dream. "What happened to Emre Bey?"

After ending the call, Jan informed, "He was drunk driving and got into an accident."

"This is terrible,"I muttered, feeling the weight of the news. When asked if I was worried about him, I gulped and replied, "Shouldn't I be?" Jan's cold reaction startled me.

"No. I know he is your brother-in-law, but you don't need your mind occupied with other men," Jan stated sternly.

My throat went dry. "Mr. Jan, I think you should go back to your work. I feel much better now..."

As I attempted to get up, I was pulled back and pushed onto the bed with a force that made tears flow down her cheeks. Jan's voice was sharp as he questioned me, "Are you trying to push me away from you?"

"Mr. Jan... I was just..."

"Nothing, Sanem. You shouldn't be so rebellious. I don't like being away I don't like being away from you,"he said pulling me on his lap. His hands sneaking inside my blouse. I gasped and moaned as he gropped me. His finger sliding inside my pants as a smirk crawled on his face,"You are so wet.Were you wet dreaming about me wife?"

He fondled my breasts and took one of them in his mouth. "Mnnmmh..."

He ripped off my blouse exposing my creamy boobs and forced me to sit on his lap facing the dressing mirror. He parted my legs taking off my panties. I blushed and moaned seeing my reflection. Jan kissed my neck and fondled my boobs and inserted his finger in me, letting a shrill cry leave my mouth rubbing the spot."Look how wet you are.....look how your juices are flowing Sanem.... don't you think as a dutiful husband I must satisfy your desires."

"Mr. Jan......you...mm..."

"Say it Sanem.....or you want me to go." Jan's tone was gentle, a hint of concern underlying his words.

Suddenly, a shudder ran through my entire body. "Don't go," I pleaded, my voice barely above a whisper. With determination,I pulled away from his grasp and quickly made my way to the bathroom.

Jan's voice followed,filled with genuine concern. "Sanem? Are you fine? What happened?"

"I... I think I got my periods," I admitted, my tone a mix of embarrassment and discomfort.

"Uh... okay," Jan responded, his voice a blend of understanding and support.

After taking care of myself, I emerged from the bathroom to find Jan waiting for me on the bed. His eyes reflected worry and care as he asked, "Are you okay? Do you need anything? Are you having cramps? Is it too intense? Should I call the doctor? Do you want to eat anything?"

"No, it's fine, Mr. Jan," I reassured him, a sense of gratitude washing over her at his concern. I noticed the shift in his demeanor from desire to nervousness, a stark contrast that made me smile.

Feeling a sense of peace and warmth, I went to sit beside him, resting my head on his lap. Jan's touch was gentle as he started running his fingers through my hair, his actions soothing my tired mind and body. With a contented sigh, I closed my eyes, feeling a sense of tranquility wash over me in the presence of someone who cared for her deeply.