This chapter is dedicated to Ankitasingh_22
Serkan's POV
"Here he is" I open the door and hear Engin say .
"Serkan Bolat " Ferit joins in . I look up to see a pair of brown eyes scrutinizing me .
They are the same brown eyes that have been haunting me since the last time I saw them, and the day before I saw them was the last time I slept and fucked properly .
Yes I know it's shocking! I could not fuck Zeynep after I told her to meet me in the hotel, and the entire fault is of those 'brown eyes' !
Those brown eyes made me hard as fuck and then they did not let me get hard for any-fucking-body else . I was so mad , so damn frustrated. Nobody, not a single soul on this fucking planet has ever had this drastic effect on me . Absolutely no one, and I refuse to believe that this, whatever the fuck this is can't be solved with her beneath me for a night . Mine, mine to do whatever the fuck I want to , to her just for a night .
Yes , that would solve all this weird energy or should I call it tension ? that had been getting on my nerves .
Is it or is it not going to take your mind off her Serkan ?
Yes it will . No body has the fucking power to derail Serkan Bolat's daily schedule which is fucking and working.
I can feel her gaze on me . Did she not know who I am?
Or do I not effect her the way she effects me ?
Wait why did she come here?
I would love for her to come for me !
No , What the fuck ?
She is a florist and I do not sell flowers !
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fucking hell
Does she know ? How did she find out ?
Shit , she is here to rat me out to Ferit !
But how can she possibly know ? There's no well in hell !
My plans are fool proof! They do not have a single chance of being flawed.
Leyla told me that my partners are conducting the interview for hiring a new designer . Is she here for that ? She probably is .
Well , she looks beautiful apart for the devilish glint in her eyes which is hidden by her innocent face . She is wearing white . It represents Angel but she is a devil . I can feel it . Her plump lips are painted nude and she has minimal makeup on. Her brown hair which bring out her deep sea eyes are curled and left open .
Oh! How I would like to see them spread on my pillows while her soft lips would keep begging my name to fuck he-
" You two have already met , haven't you ? " and Ferit brings me back to the present from my less than sacred thoughts .
And I see her nodding . So she does remember me...but her face shows no sign of recognition apart from her eyes and I guess that's why they have the devilish glint in them .I know she is far from innocent .
I go around the table deliberately from her side of the chair to see her reaction and I am gifted with a hitchness in her breath though she recovers quickly . And I smirk .
Just as I thought ,
She is not oblivious to my charms either !
Well no one is .
I take my seat and ask Ferit to continue, he introduces us,
" Serkan , Eda Yildiz "
" Eda , Serkan Bolat " And i nod at her and she gives me a small smile .
Fuck its fake . She is not happy to see me .
Am I making her nervous ? Even if I am she is hiding it well . She is confident and nothing like the lady she was the last time we met .
The bubbly , cheery girl who had an everlasting smile present on her lips is gone and is replaced by a confident , smart ,professional and sexy as hell woman .
" As you know , we were short on employees for the Designing Department and you told us to hire the best . I think she is the best ." Ferit informs me , clearly impressed by her .
He hands me her CV to take a look .
Good , so she is not here for the reason that I thought . She doesn't know.
Hmm ,
Impressive , I must say . Apart from how fucking gorgeous she is , she also has a mind of a genius .
She is freshly graduated from the best university in Italy, and she is on the top of her class . The designs are perfect , just what I want. Its new and stylist but still comfortable and wearable by everyone; not just models and actresses .
She is co-curicurally very active and engaged in all sorts of college activities. Thus she has a good team spirit and can handle pressure . As I know from experience , organizing college festivals and programs is hectic , pressurable and very exhausting .
And to add more she went to Italy on a scholarship and has won academic awards throughout her classes.
Great ! Can she get any more perfect ?
Yeah she is the perfect candidate.
But , then even after all this she has no experience. With a CV as impressive as hers she can get an internship in any company she wants all over the world and then she is a florist .
I'm curious .
And I'm never curious about anyone.
What happens in others life is none of my fucking business .
But then she is not anyone . She is ....
She is someone who has made me have sleepless nights which are also fuckless . So whatever .
I can feel four pairs of eyes eyeing me impatiently; waiting for me to make a decision , when I ask
"Why didn't you intern in Italy ?" I look straight in her eyes . And her brows furrow when she realizes what she has been asked .
"I had to come back here ." She replies confidently looking right back in my eyes in her melodic voice .
"Why?" I ask and my curiosity is peaked .
Why did she come back ?
" Uh .. its personal. " She finally replies .
Well, she is mysterious.
"Will you be able to handle pressure Eda hanim ?"
"Yes sir , I'm fully experienced in handling pressure and even Ferit bey will agree to that " She looks at him and they both smile knowingly . She is definitely pleased by herself .
So this is about the flower issue and I grunt thinking about it. As if I don't know . Even I was shocked how she managed to rearrange everything so quickly and in the best way possible .
I nod at her and stand up giving a silent nod to Ferit to decide whether he wants to hire her or not and for continuing the interview . I walk out of the conference room towards my office .
And here I thought I wouldn't see her again .
She is capable of making me hard just by biting her lips which she was doing the entire time I was reading her CV .
I'm hard and I wasn't able to get hard for anybody else for the last couple of days. I run my hand through my hair in frustration .
"Leyla , I'm going to my office , get my schedule ready ." I tell her and head upstairs .
A few moments later , a knock on my door interrupts me .
" Come in ." I call out .
Engin comes in which a grin plastered on his face . He has figured it out. He knows me better than anyone else . So I'm not surprised .
"Abi , you like her don't you ?" Engin cooes me .
I glare at him and he bursts laughing .
"Abi , I saw how you looked at her . Even if no one noticed, you know you can hide nothing from me . " Engin says proudly .
"I don't know what you are talking about ." I reply without looking at him .
"Abi , I saw you eye - fucking her when you saw her sitting ."
"Engin , you know I don't do that ! I fuck , so yes I want to fuck her , tamam ? " I sigh and reply .
"Where did you meet her ?" He asks still not backing down .
"At Ferit's engagement party ." I reply my attention still on the emails I'm replying to.
"She was the flower decorator . And I danced with her . " I reply as Engin looks at me with his curious gaze .
"Ama , abi if she gets hired , she will be working here and as your famous rule says ,' You don't fuck employees '."
"Evet , Engin I know ,you don't need to remind me my rule . I know what to do . She is nothing . Its not like I'm dying to fuck her ."
Well I'm dying to fuck her !
And yes , I forgot about this stupid rule of mine .
Lately I'm not in my right mind .
I will not let her gain any importance over me .
Fucking her is off the table if she is an employee but if she is not , nothing a night can't help . But the latter is a highly improbable scenario .
So I'll stay clear of her .
"Tamam Engin, enough for today. Go , I need to work ."
And I dive into my solace, work since my other solace is not giving me solace as I can't fuck anyone else .
Like you want to fuck anyone else ?
My inner self laughs at me .
God nothing is helping .
So I pick up my phone and dial a number .
" Hello Mert , I need you to find everything about Eda Yildiz for me . And I mean every-fucking-thing both on and off record and you have until tonight ." I say and hang up the phone.
Fuck , what the hell am I doing ?
Why do I want to know about her ?
And fuck , I'll be her boss .
Although not directly!
I'm gonna see her everyday .
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck!
How will I resist myself ? I still remember how good she felt in my arms . And her smell , Jesus , it's addicting !
This is going to be a disaster!
This is gonna take me down !
And I can feel it . Never in my life have I ever felt this agitated.
No , no , no , no !
I won't let Eda dictate my days.
I'll get to her , soon .
And all this shit will be over !
Hey Guys ,
6000 people have read this . This is so fucking amazing .
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Here I'm with another chapter .
I'm sorry that I'm late but I guess you guys will have to be patient.
As I can't decide the dates of my exams! Now can I ?
Anyways thankyou for bearing with me and waiting and supporting me through your comments ! They were very encouraging.
Now did you like Serkan's reaction ?
Or did you think he would react differently ? I would love to know about it . So comment below .
Eda and Serkan are both stubborn people and both are affected by each other equally . But theres no fun without a chase right ?
How do you think Eda will take in that his Idol is a freaking ROBOT ?
Well it was good to write after so may days . It helped me relax . Please point out the mistakes as I have not re-read it .
The last episode was everything we could have wished for except for the Wedding which turned out to be real . Well now all i want is for them to get divorced in a few hours and we'll get our happy EdSer and not to forget Serkan apologized to Selin which was a bummer . I want her to get punished . And i hope she does .
For the rest I think we got some great EdSer moments ! Right guys ?
Well I'll take a leave i dont want to bore you guys to death .
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