K.A.N

CHAPTER TWO

‘My name is Amal Nuriye Yusha, daughter of Yusha Ilhan Onur and Nuriye Yusha Onur. I am known to the world as Amelia Joan Micheal. I was a child pampered by my parents, being the only one. But it seems that God had something different planned for me. After being given a second chance, I have only one goal in my life, that is the revenge of my parents death and Phoebe Jane Raymond. And for that I could go as far as I can, no matter what it takes. It is the only reason I am alive today. The day my parents were murdered, was the day I was beaten to death. But, I was given a second chance. A chance to avenge my parents. A chance to change myself; and that is what I did’

“Mam, you have a meeting with the Onur’s in an hour an half at their company” My P.A, Emily disturbed my thoughts.

“Ok, get the car ready. I will be there in a moment” I replied, getting up from my seat to get ready. I checked my bag and left my office. It was a long drive to the Onur’s Corps.

“Ms. Michael, what a pleasure” Burak held out his hand.

“Likewise, Mr. Onur” I smiled, not taking the hand which he retrieved back, smirking at me. 

“This way” He led the way through the building towards his office.

“You have a magnificent office, I must say.” I commented on the exquisite interior. 

“Thank you” He smiled at me, opening the meeting room door. Everyone in the room immediately stood up. He waved a hand, telling everyone to get seated. The meeting ended in a blur.

“I need a photocopy of the contract inorder to approve it. I will surely look forward to working with you” I stood up, ready to leave. 

“My P.A will email you the copy” He nodded and I walked towards the door.

“Miss Micheal” He called, making me stop. I turn around to face him.

“Yes?” I questioned.

“Tonight, the Annual Onur’s Ball is being held. Your invitation is at your desk.” He informed me.

“I will look forward to it,” I smiled, opening the door.

“I would be pleased if you would go along with me.” He called behind me. 

‘So, the bird is walking in the trap itself’ I thought before turning around.

“I am honoured.” I tilted my head, smirking at him.

“I will pick you up at seven” He walked towards me, and I stepped outside the room, shrugging on my jacket.

“See you at seven” I nodded my head, walking in the elevator. The elevator door closed and I let out a laugh. Emily gave me a look.

“The weather today is nice, right?” I asked her.

“Mam, we are in an elevator” She looked at me obviously.

“I know, Emily” I chuckled at her reaction as wes stepped out of the elevator.

“I have a ball to attend and you will also be with me. I need you to find me a dress..” My sentence was left in mid air as my phone dinged, indicating a message. I took my phone out to see an unknown number. 

‘The dress will be delivered at your penthouse.

P.S save the number- Burak’ 

I saved his number and told Emily that I won’t be needing a dress anymore.

“Take me back to the  penthouse” I ordered the driver and closed my eyes, leaning my head back on the head rest. As soon as I entered the penthouse, I was greeted by an enthusiastic Timmy. 

"Hey, Mommy and Mila look what I made today" Timmy started with excitement. 

"Easy there buddy, whatcha got?" Mila asked Timmy, steadying him.

“I made a paper plane today” He showed me the plane before throwing it in the air. The plane hovered in the air for a moment before crashing behind a sofa. Amelia smiled at Timmy, getting up. 

“I will go and pack up” She informed Dakota. 

 "Where are you going?" Timmy asked Amelia sadly.

"I am going out to my penthouse for a couple of weeks, I'll be back soon, Don’t be sad" She told him.

“Ok” Timmy sighed, getting up from the floor. I walked upstairs towards my room. I sat down on my bed, opening the drawer of my bedside table. Inside the drawer was a wooden box, which I took out. I opened it and a paper lay in it. I took out the paper and unfolded it.

*FLASHBACK*

“Mom, Dad?” I called out weakly. 

“Easy there, child.” A woman wearing a white coat patted my head.

“Where am I?” I asked her.

“In the hospital” She replied, her voice gentle.

“Where is Mom and Dad?” I asked once again. The woman sighed out loud.

“You need to rest my dear” She told me and I went into an uneasy sleep. I woke up to see the woman still standing beside me. 

“Here” She handed me a paper.

“You earlier asked me about your parents, They are no longer alive” She gave me a sympathetic look. I felt like someone had poured ice cold water over me and I could no longer move due to the coldness. 

“This paper was found near you and it is addressed to you” She pointed at the paper. I opened the paper to see a dirty handwriting scrawled over it. 

‘I am giving you a second chance. Re incarcerate yourself .You only have ten years, if you don’t manage to find your parents killer by then, you will also die’

I looked at the paper without any emotion.

“A family is taking you in. Do you have any objections?” She asked me.

“How long have I been asleep?” I asked her back.

“Two months” She gave me another sympathetic look.

“Do not pity me” I glared at her and she backed off.

*FLASHBACKEND* 

I remembered that I once was a pampered child, who was sweet to everyone. But the incident transformed me into a different person. I re incarcerated myself. I took the second chance to a whole new level. After many highs and falls, I had managed to build myself a booming business, everyone envied. Christopher helped me a lot, in my hard times. But I mostly kept my hardships to myself. I didn’t let anyone see my weakness. I trained myself under every condition, no matter how difficult it would be for me. I took advantage of my second chance in every way possible. After being an owner of a corporation, it was easy for me to find out the killers of my parents and Phoebe and I did. They were none other than a mafia group. I traced their family and had everything in my mind, what I had to do with them, How should I make them suffer. In order to destroy them from within like they did with my parents, I had to enter their family. My target was his son, Burak Ilhan Onur; and he was already walking in my trap, without any hesitation.