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"Well, some people bring grapes or flowers for people in hospital but I figured you might like this treat more." Miray smirked, grinding her hips to feel just how hard Liam was under her. "Luckily for you, you don't have to move at all. Just sit back and relax let me take care of you. That's what nurses are for, isn't it? I can't let my patient risk further injury that would be rude." She said a teasing smile on her face and she leant down to kiss him.
There wasn’t a lot of people Liam would take a bullet for — not anymore, but the man didn’t hesitate when he saw the barrel of a gun pointed her way. He knew she’d be busy, being the boss came with dealing with the aftermath of things, but her visit was the one he was looking forward to.
“You don’t have to tell me twice.”He began, holding his arm out to her as she stepped closer. His hands soon moved to her hips, guiding them to ensure she wouldn’t knee him in the side by accident. “Just for me? Baby, that’s music to my ears.” He looked into her eyes, his hands slowly pulling her closer. "The sight of you has only left me with one problem." He began, gripping on her her hips a bit tighter as the problem made a very obvious appearance though carefully concealed under a pair of boxer briefs. "Not being able to move around much is killing me."
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"We just started dating a few days ago let's not get too ahead of ourselves yet." Miray laughed. Sure she liked Liam, really liked him but the idea of getting too attached too quickly scared her, especially when she knew deep down there was another in the back of her mind that never seemed to leave. The idea of Nas threatening Liam is he hurt her was amusing. Not only was Miray certain he didn't have the ability to hurt her but she also knew she'd be the one hurting him first if it were to ever happen. Very few men had ever hurt Miray and lived to tell the tale. "He'd never hurt me. I couldn't be more sure about that. Liam's one of the good ones. " The next words from her cousin made a chill run down her spine and she had to take a sip of her drink. Was she really sure she was doing the right thing? So sure that even Nasrin saw it? Or was she compensating for something? Did Miray ever truly know what the hell she was doing when it came to love? "You know I'll never say no to some champagne."
NASRIN HAD NEVER REALLY considered herself to have true family in this world -- except for miray. her parents were constricting, suffocating to be around, having a path for her she never quite wanted. but miray, she had always been the light at the end of the tunnel. her safe space away from it all. thus, when she knew it was time to get her feet back underneath her again -- she new where to turn to. the only person who, no matter what, would always have her back.
sipping from her glass, nasrin shrugs in agreement. it was true -- she did remember hearing her cousin utter these words. however, much like nasrin, the woman had never known miray to be the committal type, besides her now deceased husband. nasrin, however, had always flown solo. a meaningless fling here and there kept her busy, with the occasional exception. " well -- of course there's that. but this seems... serious. " she takes her cousin's hand with a gentle smile, eyes widening as her inference is answered. " oh my god, miray! hey, as nauseated as most men make me -- liam's a damn good one. i'm happy for you, i mean it. " the woman gives her hand a gentle squeeze before she continues to speak, eyes glistening with mischief. " i'm well aware you can take care of yourself, and that he's a damn hitman -- but if he does so much as hurt a hair on your head, we'll have a problem. " ah, griffin. that was an age-old story that had never quite seem to end, or, for that matter -- make any kind of damn sense. nasrin had been aware of griffin from her time in the military, but never as close as she was with her cousin. while she liked him, there was a noticable difference in the way miray spoke about their fellow crimson. " listen... if you're happy, i'm happy. you seem so sure about liam... i could never quite tell where you were on griffin. but, this is good! this doesn't just call for wine... but champagne. the rest of the city may be mourning your dead singledom... but my cousin's a taken woman. "
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Miray simply stood there as he went to get the twins, waiting for him to leave. She followed his every move with her eyes, her heart feeling like it was going to beat out of her chest. It wasn't until the door closed that she finally moved and walked over to it. Miray placed her hand on the handle still not sure if she was going to open the door or not. It seemed like forever that she just stood there, starting at the closed door wondering if Griffin was even still on the other side of it. Eventually, after multiple deep breaths, she pulled it open.
Griffin felt something break inside of him. He opened his mouth to speak but he was all choked up. And he stood there one beat, two. beats, a third. God, he was so stupid. His face drained of any and all emotions and the mast slipped on, the look of his own demons seeping through and he turned and went down the hall. "We gotta go," he tells the kids. He goes for Mina first, dropping to one knee and pulling her into a hug. "I love you, baby. Remember that. Daddy loves you." He said before kissing her on the cheek. He scooped up the twins and bellined for the front door, he got it open and made it almost through it but he didn't look back at her. He paused before moving through it and letting the door close behind him, waiting to see if she would come after him.
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When everything else in the world had been taken away from her there had been one thing, one person that Miray had held onto. The only constant in her life now was her cousin, and she was the only person Miray 100% believed would be there for the rest of her life. With a smile she took the glass and sipped the wine inside.
"Yeah, I mean it's not a secret or anything I've mentioned to you so many times how hot Liam is and he's so good with Mina that's like the hottest thing a man can do in my eyes." Miray laughed, not completely surprised that she'd noticed. "Well you know I've been spending a lot more time with him recently and I really like him. He's good for me, I feel like my best self when we're together. We've even made it official now which is the news I was just about to tell you. Plus that whole thing with Griffin is over now... for good this time. I think." She knew how many times she'd said that to Nasrin, especially recently but she was sure she meant it this time. Or at least she thought she did. Maybe the two of them would never truly be done with each other.
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LOCATION: miray's place, evening. FOR: miray aslan.
THE LAST KIND OF person nasrin aslan is known to be is outwardly happy -- carefree. like the giddy teenage girl she had never realized she could be. even if herself and her cousin hold more power in their hands than most could only dream of, miray is the only person that truly leaves the room for nasrin to feel like she could exist without judgement. while miray did not absolve her cousin of her past mistakes -- she gave her the chance to be something, which nasrin was certainly smart enough to take. now, they were closer than ever, a possibility the young woman had once believed to never truly be possible. they were already attached at the hip. on this particular evening, nasrin has popped a fresh bottle of red, two glasses not far away from her on the countertop. once the are full, she gracefully picks them up before gracefully reentering the living room and handing one off to miray. " now that mina has gone to bed... " nasrin leans back, eyebrows raising with a sly smirk -- her visage glistening in curiosity. " don't think i haven't noticed you attending those parties with a certain dashing hitman. " there comes that girlish giggle before she takes a sip of her wine. " was it... three last time i checked? "
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Every time the two of them got together it was as though nothing else was happening in the world. Any thoughts of the war looming outside the door was put on pause. Not many people could get Miray's head out of leader mode but Zo always seemed to manage it. "Yeah... it somewhat surprised me but the more and more I've been spending time with Liam the more I like him. He's good for me, you know? I like the way I feel when I'm around him and he asked to make it official during that New Years Eve party. With the war and everything it might not be the best timing in the world but why wait?"
FEATURING › zoraida & miray ( @mirayaslan ) LOCATED AT › zo's home
fingers intricately wrapped themselves around the stems of two wine glasses. while the fingers on her other hand curled around the neck of the bottle. it had been some time since they had been here. in a moment such as this. where the worries of the outside world were left at the front door. in exchange for getting themselves lost in another bottle of wine, and discussing the gossip of the city. or the other organizations. or the crimsons, in general. for there had never been any short supply of drama, regardless of where it settled. " so ... tell me all about this new relationship . " came the words as zo settled into the couch beside miray. already working to fill their glasses up .
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Miray certainly hadn't been expecting to be lifted out of her seat and onto her desk but was she definitely wasn't complaining about it. Her breath hitched and she felt her stomach flutter, god that was hot. She always enjoyed being manhandled, as Kaan more than knew by now. "You say that like I've ever cared about an audience. Let whoever walks in see you in your rightful place, on your knees for me. I don't know which of us they'd be more jealous of."
amusement settled into his features at her words. there had certainly been many reasons she'd requested him for the position. and being pretty had only ever been an added bonus for her. " oh, i'm sure i could think of many things . " the words ended with a hum of contemplation. settled low in his throat as he stepped closer. until he could settle a hand on the arm of her chair. the sound of the wheels against floor filled the room, as he moved her to face him. all before he leaned down, hands slipped under her legs until he lifted her. until he stepped over and settled her on the edge of her desk. " tell me where you want me. here ... " he stated, as he eased himself between her legs. " or on my knees . " his gaze dropped to her lips, to watch them form the words. " better decide quickly, i didn't bother to lock your door . "
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If she was getting this predictable she was really going to have to find somewhere else to drink. If Dominic was able to find her so easily other people might also be able to as well, people far less harmless to her than the man in front of her. "I'm choosing to sit here alone, something you seem to be determined on ruining. Cut to the chase then Dominic, I'm already getting bored."
it had been a gamble. on whether miray would be in attendance at the bar, or not. but dominic had always favored his odds. given all those he had beat, conquered. throughout the many years of his life. " interesting question given your current ... status . " oh, but he had a feeling she'd quip back with something along the lines of her choosing this. dominic, however, did not wait for her response. as he pulled a chair, took a seat across from the leader of the crimsons. there was a relaxed quality to him, as he settled in. " was it not christmas ? perhaps i have come bearing gifts. for my favorite . "
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She had no way to confirm that he’d gone after her, no way to know that it was true and that was one of the most confusing things. Part of her decision to end things, to try and move on with her life was because he’d told her to leave and then let her walk away. As far as she was concerned that was confirmation that it was over. It wasn’t very often that Miray had no idea what to say, no idea what to do but she was speechless. For a while so just stood there, staring at him, not daring to move to even breathe more than necessary. It felt like she’d been holding her breath for far too long. “You should probably go.” Was all she ended up saying.
"That's because you drive me fucking crazy!" He was shouting now. "I only said it was over because that's what you were fucking saying and I ran after you, you were just too fast, gone already." He waited for a split second too long. His knuckles were bruised for days after putting that hole in his wall. "And it was Paris." As if that made a difference. "This time.. this time is for real." Would it be? Could he stay away? It was like everything he did brought him back to her. "I know what I want Miray. I believe I just very clearly said it." He ran his hands through his hair, clearly frustrated. I don't want to go. But he didn't have a choice now, did he? Right? "Say the word Miray. And I'll stay. I'll never leave your side. It is your call." The ball was in her hands. "If you tell me to leave, I will let you go. I'll delete your number, throw out the pictures and I will let you go." He let his eyes scan her face, taking her for the last time potentially. "If we were together, it wouldn't be like this. I don't want it to be. We end this toxicity, and we do it right." She would never go for it, or so he thought. He pulled out his keys and unhooked hers from the ring. He put it in the palm of his hand and waited for an answer.
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MIRAY ASLAN: NYE ROOFTOP EXTRAVAGANZA
Attending with her fave, the always sexy @liamjarcher
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Miray wanted to scream and throw up and sob and throw things and shoot somebody all at the same time but what she did instead was… nothing. She stood there listening to him, arms folded across her chest as if it would protect her somehow. She felt more naked and vulnerable than she ever had in her life. “You act like this is all me, like we don’t pull me in and then push me away two seconds later when that’s all you ever do. You say this is over and then you’re texting me the next day like nothing happened, telling me I’m going to disneyworld and Italy with you when you were done with me days before. You said you were done with me so I left, I stay away. Then you jerk off to my picture and let yourself into my fucking apartment. If you want to go so badly go, stay gone. Don’t act like I’m the only one at fault here when you don’t know what the fuck it is that you want. You’re wrong about so many things. I do love you, but I hate the idea of you. I hate the idea of this shit being the rest of my life.” Miray scoffed. “Leave you be? Oh that’s fucking rich. You’re the one who wont leave me alone. I don’t know what the fuck is going on in that brain of yours but whatever land it’s living in isn’t the one the rest of us live in.”
Miray didn’t know what she was expecting but it wasn’t that, it wasn’t to be treated like she was a common whore, not by him. The whole encounter had done something that had never happened to her before, it made her feel dirty and not in a good way. Like all she was and would ever be to him was a hole, nothing but a warm body that would let him do whatever he wanted to her. Well that time was over. “You can take the twins and leave, don’t fucking speak to my daughter you are nothing to her.” She spat out as she started putting her clothes back on. Miray wanted him out of hers and Mina’s lives for good, she was over the constant need to hurt each other. Whatever they had it wasn’t love, she’d known love before and it wasn’t supposed to feel like this. It was getting old. Plus, he’d clearly found someone new that he obviously thought a lot more of than he ever had Miray. She was sure he wouldn’t treat blondie like that. “Oh and Griffin? Never speak to me again. This is done.”
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Miray didn’t know what she was expecting but it wasn’t that, it wasn’t to be treated like she was a common whore, not by him. The whole encounter had done something that had never happened to her before, it made her feel dirty and not in a good way. Like all she was and would ever be to him was a hole, nothing but a warm body that would let him do whatever he wanted to her. Well that time was over. “You can take the twins and leave, don’t fucking speak to my daughter you are nothing to her.” She spat out as she started putting her clothes back on. Miray wanted him out of hers and Mina’s lives for good, she was over the constant need to hurt each other. Whatever they had it wasn’t love, she’d known love before and it wasn’t supposed to feel like this. It was getting old. Plus, he’d clearly found someone new that he obviously thought a lot more of than he ever had Miray. She was sure he wouldn’t treat blondie like that. “Oh and Griffin? Never speak to me again. This is done.”
The smug look on Miray's face when she got what she wanted was impossible to wipe off. She wanted to prove that no matter how much he tried he was never going to be able to resist her. "Didn't have to tease that much." she laughed, the sound quickly turning into a moan in her throat. "I thought this cat and mouse game would do for at least a few days before you finally gave in but you were so- oh fuck - so easy." Miray couldn't help but laugh again at how easy it had been, she hadn't even been trying that hard. "Yeah daddy? You going to breed me? Fill me up? God I want your come so bad, want to feel it so deep inside me."
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The smug look on Miray's face when she got what she wanted was impossible to wipe off. She wanted to prove that no matter how much he tried he was never going to be able to resist her. "Didn't have to tease that much." she laughed, the sound quickly turning into a moan in her throat. "I thought this cat and mouse game would do for at least a few days before you finally gave in but you were so- oh fuck - so easy." Miray couldn't help but laugh again at how easy it had been, she hadn't even been trying that hard. "Yeah daddy? You going to breed me? Fill me up? God I want your come so bad, want to feel it so deep inside me."
"I hope he does. I'm sure he has to keep doing it since you're never satisfied." He bit his tongue as he listened to her go off. Items fell to the floor one by one fueled by her word. "Good." He said but that was a lie. He wanted to do that again, with her. He stood there and watched, restraint snapped as he moved to her quick, taking a grip on her hand and dragging her over to the kitchen table. He had her bent over. Holding her down as he opened his pants, pulled out his dick and with one deep hard thrust he was in her deep. "You're such a fucking bitch." He said as he slammed into her again, pounding her lips into the table. "A fucking tease." Again. "I fucking hate that I love you." Another. "That I will never have enough." he leaned over as he continued with rapid deep thrusts. "I hope you get pregnant this time. Now shut that pretty mouth of yours and take it."
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