Love for Rent

Chapter3

After Omar made a move, he realized he wasn't being a gentleman, and so he reversed and asked Defne to get in the car. He fixed his gaze on her and was creating fantacies without realizing what was happening to him. He got hard from his thoughts and almost cursed himself for having such wild thoughts.

Even when he was taking a shower, he couldn't stop himself from thinking dirty, with hot scenes playing in his mind. Omer couldn't forget the birthmark on her pretty left thigh, which he saw when she sat close to him.

***

It was morning the next day, Omer went to the company so early. He immediately asked Nathan, his childhood friend and brother to do some background check on Defne.

"She's just a poor girl who needs money to cater for her little family, and she was the woman you spent a night with". Nathan reported with a funny look on his face to get his friend's reaction.

Omer was perplexed on hearing this. He kept mute, but his face was saying a lot.

He didn't like that he had to do a background investigation on Defne to settle his mind.

Omer remebered the first time he met her. Funny to think that he even had a night with her before their second encounter in the restaurant.

***

Omer visited a bar and got intoxicated and was helped by Defne to the hotel room. She tried helping him take off his shoes to be more comfortable while admiring his gorgeousdrunken state, but was pulled back by drunk Omer, whose drink was actually spiked by an admirer. He pulled her to the bed so seductively with his sexy hassle eyes fixed on her. His breath and romantic touch made her moan so lovingly, and he gradually unzipped her dress while they made love to eachother.

At dawn, Defne realized what a sin she had committed with a man she barely knew. She quietly took her dress and ran out without trace.

***

Defne entered Omar's office and witnessed his anger with a project team leader. She decided to pour him some black coffee to make him feel better. And then she left without realizing that she'd been caught.

Mrs. Henshaw showed up at the company and called to meet with Defne secretly. She ordered coffee and snacks for Defne, but she declined respectfully.

Mrs. Henshaw asked her to be more open to her.

Defne was hesitant with her fake smile, wondering what could have brought her to the company.

"Have you considered accepting the offer?" Mrs. Henshaw asked, smiling at Defne.

"What you're offering isn't an easy job, but I'll try. What if the plan for Omar to get me pregnant turns abortive?"

"You'll get a chance. He introduced you as his girlfriend, and you had a one-night stand with him, though he doesn't seem to remember. You have to make him get down on you once again. I'll give you all you need, including a touch-up glow so you can rest assured and do your thing," Mrs. Henshaw remarked.

Defne's face soured at Mrs. Henshaw's words, but she knew they were the reality now. No time to waste.

"This is your chance to get your grandmother's chemotherapy paid for and your little sister's school fees. You can't get such an offer anywhere."

Defne nodded her head in acceptance and said, "I accept your offer."

She felt anxious, worrying that she might not be able to leave the child if she got pregnant. But she would think more about that.

She signed yet another contract, but this time, with Mrs. Henshaw.

"Don't let anyone know about our little secret." Mrs. Henshaw said, delighted.

***

The next morning, Mrs. Henshaw sent clothes, shoes, makeup kit and jewelries to Defne to prepare her for her mission. All needed items were sent to her.

Defne couldn't take them home to avoid her grandmother's detective questions. She was dressed up beautifully and looked like an angel from heaven. Her curly wine-looking hair, carved eyebrows, succulent lips and a very nice figure.

She went on a set date with Omar as fixed by the family, and he couldn't resist looking at her in a lustful way.

"I see you've spent money on doing all of this just for an ordinary date fixed by my family. Don't even waste your time on me. We both know this is just a game and did you think I wouldn't recognize you? Ms. Defne Talker!

From the moment I saw that birthmark, I had you checked and confirmed it was you that night who ran off without a word."

"It's just a one-night thing between us and nothing more, so don't flatter yourself," Omar stated.

"Really?! Why did you get harder and naughtier by the sound of my moaning that night -" She bit her kissable lips in a s****l way, recalling how he had taken her widely that night, even in his drunken state.

"Why are you bringing it up right now? What happened that night was the influence of alcohol and nothing more," Omar said, his voice very low and teasing.

"Mr. Omar Henshaw, why are you whispering? I know you enjoyed that night and still want more. Why would you have your d**k hard and tasty? Then you say you don't need me." She smirked.

She carried her purse and was ready to leave, but he grabbed her by the waist, "Please, don't go."

He respectfully offered her a glass of wine.

She couldn't have refused him because she was already falling in love with him and wanted to have him to herself. She secretly admired him while fantacising and he was indeed really handsome, the kind that could make any woman squirt. He had a charisma that was hard to ignore.

"You shouldn't fall in love with me if you want this contract to continue, and stop stiring. Know your place and what you are here for.

We need to take a picture to show my family," Omar said.

They clicked some pictures together with romantic poses as they looked great together as a newly wedded couple.

"FWB???!

Let's be f**k partners with no emotions attached," Omar said without thinking twice of how shameless it sounds.

Flustered by what Omar said out loud, Defne choked suddenly on her wine and was mute, not knowing how he came about such sensitive talk, though she didn'tthink it to be bad because she had always wanted to have a wild moment with him again as he seemed to be so good.

There was silence for a little while...