Standing outside the edge of the bridge's railing was Mert Tarkan. His fingers lazily held the black umbrella as he looked out to the green-tinted ocean below him. His car was parked in the curb as both Celik and Atlas gazed at him from afar.
So... he called for her? Celik murmur-asks and turns to Atlas. To that he gives him a nod. Yeah... most specifically it was Ayse Azra Yildiz... I thought she would have rejected it, but have you not seen her face in that Television?
Celik nods* She had looked utterly miserable, her eyes were looking anywhere but at Nur Hakan, he remembered her hands itching to pull away once the shutters fades. "And... with the recent mission being successful...Nur Hakan is a dead man just...waiting on his burial"...
It...will be done by our Mert... Atlas's green gaze flickered to Mert Yildirim. He stood still, the thick edges of his lash hovered over his chiseled cheek. She will come... he knew she will...
His eyes snapped to the their previous encounter. How he had slid them papers to her. "Everything you want to know about Hakan is in there".... Her eyes slightly widened. "6 months and I assure you...you will get rid of him"...
Ayse shakes her head, her fingers grazed against the file to her desk. "Get rid off him?" "what exactly do you want me to do? or... do you want me to unalive...him?"
Mert arched his head back, staring at the ceiling, all he could think was how she said those words without a thought. "No...not that, something worse"... His brows then shot up, And... must you despise him that much?" he asks biting back a chuckle.
Ayse shot him a glare that could cut, "uhhh... yeah?" Layla... she snaps her to her assistant who was on her right. "Are there any meeting for me during this time?" Layla shakes her head. "At 5:40, I will be there" she says--to that, Mert straightened his back, placing both hands on the table as he tilted his head, "Very well"...
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5:32 PM--Ayse gazes at her watch as she quickly leaves from the office. Nur had been at his office--so the only other way of getting home was by her butler. She got in the car and murmured a name. Soon it took off.
Is she coming... Celik's legs were pained, "Because...I don't see it"
From not too far, a dark Corvo made its way to through the bridge--Mert's eyes snapped to it. "She is here" Atlas murmurs when the car comes to a halt. The Corvo parked into the curb, just under a tree as from within, stepped out, Ayse Azra.
She wore a classy, black, drench coat and a pair of black heels. She walked towards him in a confidant manner. Having no umbrella even admits the pouring rain.
Did she come from a funeral? ... murmurs Celik as he watched her stand in front of Murat.
Murat turns his frame to her, tilting his head in greeting, "Ayse Azra Yildiz"... To that, "Mert Tarkan Yildirim" she greets him back in a steady tone. Her eyes falling to his carved face. He looked so much so like Nur--yet not as close to him. Ayse felt his unknowingly watching her as she looks away,
"I am here"
"Yes"... he murmurs, you are... his eyes the flickered to the floor, "Well... we know why you are her"... Ayse nods to that, "And... don't you not want the same thing?" Mert smirks,
"smart"... his fingers grazing against his beard, gazing down at the same amber ones that he had, "I like smart women... especially someone as yo--"cut to the chase, Tarkan" she grits her lips, sighing in an irritated manner. She knew Mert had taken an interest in her from the very start. Within the family gatherings--she would catch him looking over--yet he would look away.
Mert, her mother's niece. Both her father's and Nur's rival. Now staring on to her like the past times. A sort of bitter feeling filled in her, "Tarkan, we are here to talk business" she reminds him.
Mert nods* rubbing at the back of his head, "Business... of course" his lips curled at seeing her cross her arms. "I don't know why you got mad there... I do like smart women--in fact, my comment was pretty subjective"...
"I-I was not mad"... she protests.
"Yes you were"... he leans just an inch close, letting his eyes drop to the floor before sweeping it up to her face, "Nur Hakan's destruction could be only caused by you and me"... Ayse listens to him attentively. "If we both work together... no one can stop us"
She nods* "You are closer to him in the sense of at home and at the job" He looks away, letting his eyes wander to the ocean below, "Make him fall for you"...
Ayse's breath hitch, brows furrowing, "F-Fall for me?"... he nods* Yes... Ayse... perhaps you don't even have to try as he already has feelings for you. He ends.
She shakes head, "That is not possible, Nur Hakan dosen't-"Just do as I say" Then you will become free of his grasp...
Ayse's eyes narrowed, "free from his grasp" he says. Looking back at his face, "Okay... what do you get out of this, Mert?" Is it just the company that you want?"
Mert shakes his head, "No dear cousin... not just that"... He then flips on is glasses and hands her his umbrella. He then began to walk towards his car. Ayse watched him go.
He then stops after few steps, watching her from above his shoulder, "His everything"... he says.
To be continued>>>>>>>>>>