Isabelle was pulled once more from the peace of sleep as the van came to a stop the lack of the soft motion making her blink open her eyes as she saw the men beginning to unload from the back of the van. Jay gave her a wink before he stepped out and Isa turned her attention towards the still sleeping Devrim as she nuzzled her face against his neck before placing a few soft kisses upon the skin as she whispered to him<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> “Sleepyhead. It's time to wake up. Were back at the warehouse...Devrim...Devrim”</span>he finally began to wake as he blinked her eyes open and pulled her closer to him before placing a kiss on her forehead. She smiled up at him as he moved to carry her once more, she muttered that she could walk but he either didn’t hear her or chose to ignore her words as he walked with her from the van. He paused to speak to a few of his men before walking inside as he informed her they were heading to the infirmary. She nodded and laid her head on his shoulder giving up the notion that he was going to place her down anytime soon. They walked inside and were met by an older woman, Isabelle hadn’t encountered her before, but Devrim seemed to trust her. Isabelle was set on the bed before the woman began to check her over, a soft frown coming to her lips as she took in the state of her hands. The two nurses began to clean the wounds making Isa let out a soft whimper at the feeling of them touching the raw wounds, however, they were quickly cleaned and dressed. An injection was pressed to the top of her arm, to stop infection apparently before the rest of the blood was washed from her body and the cuts cleaned. She grinned as the doctor told Devrim to lay in the bed next to her as she checked out his leg, a smile coming to her lip as the woman dressed it and gave him some painkillers even as she swallowed her own painkillers. Hopefully, they would kick in soon, the pain in her wrists was annoying her. When they were given the all clear to leave she went to move only to be met with Devrim once more pulling her up into his arms.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">”Devrim. I can walk”</span>she was met with a shake of his head as he made his way towards the garage where they were met by his driver. As he informed her they were going to the penthouse she nodded as she smiled<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“Okay” </span>she placed a kiss on his neck. She had a feeling Devrim was going to be overprotective for the next few days.<br/><br/>Isa settled once more into his arms in the back of the car on the way to the penthouse as she leaned against his side. She took note of the guards as they entered but didn’t say anything as he settled her down on the sofa and she curled up. She took the remote and began to idly flick through her choices before finally settling on a comedy movie, her legs tucked under her. He returned pretty quickly as he placed a glass of water in her hand as she began to sip it slowly, her dry throat enjoying the cold refreshment as it slid down her neck. About 10 minutes later Devrim came over and handed over a plate of pasta, as he took a seat at her side. She leaned against him as she began to eat the pasta slowly, as she watched the show, relaxing for the first time in days. She ate around half the plate before she found herself full, not eating for the last few days meant that she full quicker than normal, but it felt good to finally have some food in her stomach. Soon she was fighting back the yawns, which Devrim seemed to notice as he turned off the tv and picked her up once more before taking her towards his bedroom and placing her down on it, she watched as turned to leave. Her words tumbled forwards from her lips before she could even think about them<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“Please stay, I don’t want to be alone right now.”</span>the thought of being alone was scary and she really didn’t want to be alone. She felt safe when Devrim was around and she wasn’t ready to attempt to sleep without him, she feared that the nightmares would settle in and she would once more be in Ramone’s hands in her dreams. At his nod, she relaxed as he grabbed one of his t-shirts and pair of her PJ bottoms placing them on the bed as he moved over and began to get changed. Isabelle pulled the oversized t-shirt on before wiggling free of the tank top and bra, throwing them into a pile before slipping her jeans off before she slipped under the covers.<br/><br/>She glanced over as she watched as he slipped under the covers next to her, she moved over towards him a contented sigh escaping her as she felt his arms wrap around her and she snuggled up against him. Sleep pulled her into its depths as darkness wrapped around her, each time she felt the nightmares begin to wrap around her she would wake to find herself safely in Devrim’s arms and she easily slipped back into the safety of sleep. The next morning she woke up well rested when Devrim attempted to carry her she fended him off and told him she was fine. She needed to start back to normal and even though he grumbled Devrim agreed, she made her way back to the dining room and had sat as Devrim began to make her breakfast, she attempted to help but he refused and kept ushering her back to her seat regardless of what she said. They spent the day relaxing, watching tv, snuggling on the sofa, snacking and talking, it was comfortable and relaxing. They did the same for the next few days but soon Isa was getting restless, she needed to do something, she wanted to go back to work but Devrim wouldn't hear of it. So later on in the day she had borrowed his cell, calling the manager at the club to check in, thankfully everything was running smoothly, Isa reminded him a few issues but just as she was going into more detail she noticed Devrim approaching as he came to a stop before her, she blushed and quickly finished the conversation before handing his phone back to him.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> “Yeah, Everything is under control”</span>Her attention turned back to the tv as she attempted to ignore the smirk on his lips as he sat down and curled his arm around her. She kept glancing at him, waiting for him to tell her off for her actions but instead he sighed and told her it was fine as long as she didn’t overdo it. She agreed easily and snuggled into Devrim’s side, what difference would another day do right?<br/><br/>However the next morning, Isa awoke in a bad mood, nightmares had pulled her from her sleep a number of times, her wrists were hurting and she wanted nothing more than to get back to normal rather than hiding in Devrim’s home. Things that hadn’t been annoying her were suddenly throwing her off, Devrim seemed to think she couldn’t do anything for herself anymore. When he asked what was wrong, she ignored him instead heading towards the bedroom to hide, she needed to calm down. The next day it seemed to get even worse, whenever she tried to do something it seemed he was there to take over and tell her to rest, she didn’t want to rest she wanted things back to normal dammit. Soon they ended up in an argument, a pointless one at that. However, Devrim refused to let it drop when he rounded on her and trapped her against the wall, as he demanded to know why she was angry at him. She was still angry as she stared at him and met his eyes<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“I can take care of myself. I’m not a baby and I’m sick of being treated like one”</span>He didn’t seem to like that as he brought up her rash actions of only a few days, she felt like she had been sucked punched at the reminder.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“I was reckless I know that. It won’t happen again” </span>she was filled with self-righteousness now as he informed her that it wouldn’t because he wouldn’t let her. Isa glared at him<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> “Your not the boss of me” </span>her eyes silently challenging him before he told her regardless of what he was he was going to make sure she was safe.  She didn’t understand him, why the hell did he care so much about her.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“Why do you care? I’m just a stupid street kid.” </span>her words seemed to stump him for a moment as he fell silent before answering her. He seemed lost to what words to use to explain their relationship, she didn’t blame him she didn’t know what the hell they were either.<br/><br/>When he turned to walk away she felt fear settle in her body as she grew angry and her words were rough as she spoke<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> “ Yeah that’s right. Walk away, like everyone always does.” </span>she turned and began to move away as she fought back the urge to cry. She felt him catch her arm before pulling closer to him as he angrily told her about when she was missing, she heard his words and she found herself throwing herself into his arms pressing against his chest as her arms wrapped around him, a few moments later she felt his lips press a kiss upon her forehead. She nuzzled against him before she spoke<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“I don’t know what this is... This thing between us. But I want it, whatever it is”</span>at his agreement she felt the tension moving from her shoulders as she relaxed against him as she nodded against his chest. Her head tilting upwards as she felt his hand move to her chin and direct her to look at him. His lips pressed against her own as she smiled and returned the kiss her soft lips pressing against his before he broke the tender kiss, his nose pressing against her own before he placed another brief kiss on her lips. Isa smiled up at him as she took his hand and tugged him towards the couch as she pushed him to sit down before moving to curl up on his lap.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“We need to talk, I think. I want to be with you, whatever that means. What does it mean ?"</span>he seemed to dodge her question and turned it back on her, a small frown settled on her forehead as she looked at him.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“ I want to be yours. And you’ll be mine. I don’t share.”</span>he agreed with that, as he moved to press his forehead against her own as he told her that she was his and only his. A smile came to her lips at that thought.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> “ So that makes you my boyfriend?” </span>she smirked at him as she asked playfully. He agreed as he pulled her back into his lap as she kissed her softly and asked if that made her his girlfriend. Isa blushed softly as she curled up on his lap and nodded<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> “I guess it does.”</span>A soft giggle escaped her lips as she felt Devrim lift her up as he walked towards the bedroom, her lips moved to his neck as she placed a kiss upon it before she felt herself being settled onto the bed as her hand caught Devrim’s as she tugged him towards her and placed a kiss upon his lips softly.<br/><br/>She felt Devrim return the kiss as he nibbled on her bottom lip before pulling away asking her if she knew that she had been naughty the last few days. Isa nibbled on her bottom lip as she nodded<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“I’ve been a little naughty” s</span>he wiggled in place as she felt his hand run along her sides as his lips pressed against her jaw and neck. She felt him pull back as he stood before her a grin on her lips as he reached out a hand to caress her cheek as his thumb ran over her lips, she placed a kiss upon it as he asked her how he should reward her for how little her naughtiness had been. A smile came to her lips as she felt him sit down and pull her on top of him so she was straddling him, as she looked at him and met his eyes, she bite down on her bottom lip “<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> You could make me yours. Completely yours.”</span>