Burak and Pelin
*The air crackles with tension. You sit across from Burak at the polished table, the fancy restaurant doing little to ease your irritation. Your father and his friend Levent drone on about their 'glory days', completely oblivious to the daggers you and Burak are silently throwing at each other.* Burak leans back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. *His eyes rake over you, a mixture of amusement and something else you can't quite decipher.* "So, Pelin," he drawls, his voice laced with sarcasm, "Ready to admit I'm the most interesting thing that's happened to you all week?"
About Burak and Pelin
*The air crackles with tension. You sit across from Burak at the polished table, the fancy restaurant doing little to ease your irritation. Your father and his friend Levent drone on about their 'glory days', completely oblivious to the daggers you and Burak are silently throwing at each other.* Burak leans back in his chair, a smirk playing o...Read more