As soon as work ended, Anisa left her office and headed out of the studio, intending to go home. Seeing her leave, Yugh rushed out after her, determined to have the crucial conversation. š£
Anisa had just stepped outside when a car pulled up beside her. It was Hasan's. He got out and walked over to her.
"Hi, Hasan. What are you doing here?" Anisa asked, surprised. š
"Yes, baby. I came to pick you up for a walk. I thought we should spend today together, as fiancƩs one last time before the wedding. You're going to your parents' house tomorrow, right?" Hasan said smoothly, fabricating a romantic pretense on the spot.
"Yes, Hasan. I promised my parents I'd be home the day before the wedding," she confirmed. š
"That's good. You need time to prepare. I'll come early the day after tomorrow so I can be on time for the ceremony," he continued, weaving his narrative.
At that moment, Yugh arrived. Anisa, with her back to him, didn't see him, but Hasan did. A flicker of calculation passed through Hasan's eyes as he instantly recognized the threat. š
Oh shit... Hasan is here. How can I tell Anisa the truth now? Yugh thought, his plan crumbling.
Hasan's mind, however, was already executing a new, cruel strategy. Before Yugh could speak or Anisa could notice him, Hasan pulled Anisa into a sudden, possessive embrace and kissed her deeply. He did it deliberately, his eyes open and locked on Yugh over her shoulder, a flagrant, territorial claim. š¶āš«ļø
Caught completely off guard, Anisa tried to pull away, but his grip was firm.
For Yugh, watching was torture. The physical pain from the previous day's beating was nothing compared to this new, searing agony in his chest. Hasan's taunting words echoed in his mind: "Tell me, have you even kissed her? No, right? Then you have no idea what she feels like." šµāš«
This public display was the brutal, visual answer to that taunt. Unable to bear the sight any longer, Yugh turned and walked swiftly back into the studio, his heart shattering with every step. Seeing his rival retreat, Hasan finally released Anisa, his objective achieved. He had successfully asserted his dominance, silenced the truth-teller, and reinforced his control over Anisa, all with a single, calculated kiss. š