13. My girlfriend
Defne.
With the tablet in my hand and the laptop on the small table in front of me, I try to focus on my work. I really try, but Matt’s words are so harsh and explosive that I end up dropping what I’m doing.
He’s completely immersed in his conversation, his back to me, standing in front of the large window in his office. Carefully, I stand up and step behind him, listening patiently to his rant.
"I don’t give a f**k if your son didn’t know Defne was my girlfriend… no, your son put his filthy hands on a woman who did not give her consent… to hell with that…"
"Matt…" I whisper from behind him, sliding my hands over his torso. "Calm down."
I feel him sigh, then one of his hands settles over mine, resting on his chest, giving them a brief caress.
"Listen, Mr. Kelly, I
