11/21/2023  Forbidden Love Category: Blogging "Forbidden Love" Behlul knew it was forbidden to fall in love with Bihter, due to the fact that she was his uncle's bride.  Bihter was incredibly beautiful and irresistible to Behlul.  His uncle and Bihter's age difference was vast.  Though Bihter looked happy and content in her life, Behlul knew she wasn't.  She always appeared to be acting almost performing that she was happy, except when his uncle wasn't present.  In those times, she would show precisely how unhappy she was in her marriage to Behlul's uncle.  She would cry upon Behlul's shoulder, also discussing how displeased she was with her relations with his uncle. Behlul felt close to Bihter.  He had become her friend and confidante.  She would often open up her feeling to him about her depression.  In fact, once she had threatened to commit suicide, if she had to continue in her affairs with his uncle.  After some time, Behlul and Bihter began to become much closer.  He wanted to protect her, he wanted to see her mesmerizing smile that she so rarely shown.  As their friendship grew stronger, Behlul began to have immense feelings for Bihter.  Guilt, plagued his soul, due to the fact that he was falling in love with his uncle's bride. How can one hide feelings like that?  Behlul struggled with that everyday.  Just to watch Bihter's unhappiness grow in intensity, broke his heart.  He had to hold his feelings at bay.  He was indeed in love with Bihter.  Just a glance between them, sent his heart into a frenzy.  His love for her, grew stronger every minute.  Seeing her, was the very thing he looked forward to each morning when he arose from his bed.  Behlul would often lay upon his back, fixated upon the ceiling with his eyes, his heart full of Bihter.  He would often fantasize a life with Bihter.  Although forbidden, Behlul found it harder and harder each day, to hide the love he had for Bihter. Some time had passed before his uncle began to suspect Behlul's attention upon his wife.  Their relationship was becoming different.  Behlul felt tension between the both of them, becoming greater each and every passing day.  Although, his uncle never confronted Behlul, it was more than obvious that he wanted to speak with his nephew about it.  The subject was taboo, just as Behlul's feelings for Bihter. Behlul tried to ignore his feelings.  However, how can one turn off what the heart desires?  It was proving to become more impossible. To just have the touch of her hand; the scent of her dark tresses, inhaling her essence, was his wish.  One intense glance of passion between them, to taste her soft and tender lips upon his, was always in his thoughts.  Bihter was radiant in her beauty, the way her skirt would sway as she elegantly walked through the mansion, always caught Behlul's eyes.  To him, Bihter was flawless.  She was in his every thought.  She was the true owner of his heart. One evening he dreamed of her.  He could smell a delicate scent of Jasmine and Honeysuckle.  It was as if she were there with him.  When he awoke, he was alone in his bed chambers, the scent of her still lingering about the room.   Bihter was nowhere in his presence.  He sighed, as he rolled over onto his side.  His heart and mind full of her.  What could he do but dream of her?   Behlul felt as helpless as an infant.  He knew his uncle would never let Bihter go.  Would he have to force himself to fall out of love with her?  The only way he would ever; be ever, to do that, would be to take another into his heart.  Behlul knew even a replacement would never extinguish the flames that burned in his heart for Bihter.  Never....                                                                 03: PM 2 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos  Back to Blog List

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	Behlul Kivanc Branch ~Disciples Of The Moon's Tear~ The Eldest Son Obsessed With Bihter	"Forbidden Love" Behlul was out cleaning the leaves from the lavish pool in the back of the mansion. Bihter was deeply in his every thought. He was consumed by her immense beauty, her charm and her impeccable essence. She was the the most beautiful woman, in the entire world to him. As he skimmed the pool, he went into a daydream of what a life with Bihter would be like. To free her from his uncle Adnan. That would be his first order of business. Adnan was crass and controlling, and damned right overbearing with Bihter. Frankly, it pissed him off, to watch their dysfunctional relationship. Especially, the toll it was taking on the woman, whom completely, without question, owned his heart. He looked up towards Bihter's window. He saw her standing there taking in the morning sun. Her beauty radiated from her skin. Her brown tresses shined in the kiss of the morning sun. His ice blue eyes were fixated upon her. He couldn't look away. He smiled and waved at her, trying to capture her attention. Soft music was playing on the Pandora radio he had going in the background. He did a small sensual dance for her as he was working. He hoped that he had caught her eye. Finishing up the pool, he placed the skimmer back on it's brackets. He was going to go into the mansion. He had hopes of meeting Bihter, somewhere within the compound. While he walked into the front door, Adnan was present at his special chair reading the newspaper. Behlul tried to walk past him without uttering a sentence. That however, did not work. Adnan began to small talk with him about the weather and what ever he had been reading. Behlul could care less what the man he called uncle had to say, one way or the other. Adnan was nothing but a bully, Behlul hated him for it. Most of all he despised the way Adnan treated Bihter. It was becoming harder by the day to be cordial with his uncle. He nodded his head then spoke back to Adnan. "The pool is ready for this beautiful day were supposed to have today, so I hope you all take advantage of the fine weather, take a dip. Cool off and enjoy yourselves." He was peeved that he had to speak to Adnan, let alone live under his roof. It was his only way of being closer to Bihter, so it was worth the disgust he had for Adnan. Behlul had been fighting with his powers, that he possessed. Leaving the Branch family and the Disciples of The Moon's Tear behind, was the best thing he ever did. Although, he still possessed a streak of evil, that coursed through his veins. He had tried so long, to avoid having any thought of his family. His malevolent side was becoming harder to control where Adnan was concerned. Behlul had very dark powers, he didn't know if Bihter knew or not, as he had not discussed it with her. It was in his past. The past, was where he wanted it to stay. However, his hatred towards Adnan was making that very difficult, as every day passed by. Behlul's love for Bihter, was deeper than any Ocean. He would protect her, no matter what. If Adnan even rose his hand to strike Bihter, it would be his own undoing. Behlul was having homicidal thoughts about his uncle. They grew stronger every passing moment. Behlul could not stand to watch the Queen of his heart, shed tears over the monster, that Adnan had become. It seemed to Behlul, the older Adnan got, the more violent he was becoming. Especially, where Bihter was concerned. Behlul was completely done with Adnan's behavior. His powers were evident at this time. Although Behlul tried to suppress them, it was growing harder everyday. Behlul excused himself from the foyer, telling his uncle he would catch up with him later. Behlul walked up the elaborate staircase, then turned to walk past Bihter's room. The door was still shut. He would not intrude her alone time, as he figured she was readying herself for the day. Her perfume was present, in the hallway. He inhaled softly, how he loved what she wore. It was a combination of Honeysuckle and Jasmine. The way her skin mixed with the scent, drove him mad with desire for her. Behlul was hoping she would be dressed in black today. The obsidian color brought out her features. She was beyond perfection in his eyes. Flawless, as a perfect diamond. He began to hum a song they had danced to at a gala, a few weeks past. Hoping she would hear him, then come out to greet him. He was missing her so very much. Posted by Behlul Kivanc Branch ~Disciples Of The Moon's Tear~ The Eldest Son Obsessed With Bihter on Thu Jan 18, 2024, 19:01 [Reply to this]

	Bihter Kosem ~ Loves her Soul Mate Behlul Kivanc (BK, BE)	Bihter had been devastated by her Fathers death. She had idolized the man and his loss had taken its toll on her. It was a loss that no-one around her understood, not even her heartless excuse of a Mother and It was perhaps in part why she had accepted Adnan’s proposal, for they both shared the grief of losing someone they both loved. They grew close over the many months that followed. That was one reason, and the other, was the impulsive need to spite her Mother. Her Mother whom she blamed for the death of her Father and who had since turned her sights toward Adnan. To say Bihter’s relationship with her Mother was strained would be an understatement. It was and always had been complicated. However, Bihter was young and her marriage to Adnan was irrevocably the biggest mistake of her life; one that she bitterly came to regret and that she felt she had no escape from and so her sadness had grown exponentially as the time passed. He was not the man she thought, or perhaps wished he was. Her only light was also her greatest heartbreak. Behlul. He was everything she wanted, but could not have because he was her husband's nephew. At first she thought him spoiled. He was infuriating and in truth in the beginning she did not have one kind word to say about him. But time passed and as her sadness continued, it was Behlul’s presence that brought her some semblance of happiness. She would catch sight of him, and her heart would race, and her breath would catch. But of course she dare not show any amount of feelings for him, for if Adnan were to find out, Bihter feared what he would do, not only to her but to Behlul also, and so she feigned a happy face to Adnan and the outside world. It was only Behlul that knew her true sadness, but she dared not to even share her true feelings for him , for that fear of reprisal. The only other thing that gave her some solace, unless Adnan required sex, which as luck would have it was not all that often, was that Bihter had her own bed chambers, although it was adjacent to Adnan’s own. Nevertheless, it afforded Bihter a space of her own, where she could keep the outside world at bay by locking the door from the inside. Where she was free to dream of a happy life with Behlul. It was just shy of sun up when Bihter was roused from the nightmare scenario that had been running rampant in her sleep. Gasping for breath as her eyes flung open. She sat upright then proceeded to get out of bed and place her night robe around her. Taking in three deep breaths with equal amount of exhale, she managed to bring her breathing back into sync. Her brown tousled locks, running loose down her shoulders. She dashed quickly toward her window, and flung it wide open, allowing the rush of fresh air to wash over her and fill the room. Over and above the houses and treetops that lined the street the sun was now peeking up over the horizon, with its hues of pink and purple and the dread of the daylight hours engulfed Bihter. Another day with Adnan was beginning. Posted by Bihter Kosem ~ Loves her Soul Mate Behlul Kivanc (BK, BE) on Thu Dec 28, 2023, 15:12 [Reply to this]

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