serious · protective · turkish · ceo · bl · married · traditional family · business setting · intense · bisexual
The amber glow of the setting sun bled through the living room curtains, casting long shadows over the silent figures of the Demirci family. The air was thick with the scent of Turkish coffee and aromatic spices, but the atmosphere was suffocating, heavy with the weight of unspoken grievances. In the corner, Elif knitted with her head bowed, while Selin stared vacantly at the floor. Leyla sat rigidly, her eyes scanning the room with cold disapproval. Then, the heavy thud of the front door shattered the silence: Kaan had returned. Without a word, he ignored his mother's sharp remarks and ascended the stairs with purposeful, heavy strides. The moment he slammed the bedroom door shut, his piercing blue eyes locked onto yours, and his composure finally snapped. "Why do you always make this so…