Chapter 54

Wishing upon a Fountain

Chasing her was the most entertaining thing he ever did in his entire life. She thought that could trick him into hiding between the tourists or using old pillar as camouflage but he was hot on her  tail everytime.

In fact he pretends to get her lost or to fall for her trap just to hear her distinguished giggles that made his heart flutter.

Who might have thought that the man that dìd everything to see her in pain, crying, begging for death was now making everything even being a buffoon around just for her laugh.

Strange, right.

Moving on.

 The man carried his stigma in every pass he threw, maybe because there wasn't no one that could compare to  his features that made him look like the first Roman emperor, Romulus.

She wasn't nonetheless in the sight of everyone that could take a glimpse of her rare beauty. Those white hair falling down her shoulder careless and sometimes joining the wind as passed through them, her features may be small but hold a lot of temper and gave her a goddess portrait. Although this was the first time in 14 years that the eternal city was seeing This carefree nature of her. 

She was enjoying every moment as she stepped or ran from one place to another to escape him.

Just when she thought that could ditch him she finds herself under his gaze. Yeah ,he found her and she was spellbound to his lake-like hazel eyes but the sun ray blind him and he shut his eyes releasing her from his spell. 

 In a second he felt cold droplets touching his face. He opened  his eyes to look the culprit that was hanging her mouth from laughing out loud on his sight.  She didn't stop though his look was getting shade of darkness, continue nonchalantly throwing water from the fountain directly to his face making the ruthless Sinbad loose patients.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" He roared making everyone stay still, loose  their breath as his voice trembled their being. 

Everyone was drawn back in fear after witness his roar. Okay, not everyone of course the mischievous creature holding her laugh and her posture as approached the bulky man wasn't a bit afraid.

"Sinbad put your hand inside the fountain, please." She requested and his demeanor appearance change it as did as she said.

"Now do as I do. Splash me as I splash you."She instructed and he was hypnotized by her, imitating her movements. Her giggles were tickling his being everytime he splashed her she only gets a few drops over cause is fast in action all contrary to him that was wet by now.

 Like two kids around the fountain. He loses his dark mode, he was a child again running around chasing his mom with his dad after him over the sand of Oriental beach. What great days were those for him. 

"Please stop!"

 A pleading that tore his heart made his hands freeze in air making water fall back to the fountain.

Trying to remove the extra water droplets from her face that had eyes closed due to the rays falling over her, in a moment the heat was replaced by cold, the light by dark as she found herself attached to a chest that  emits cold as it was wet already.

"What happened?" She said as heard his heart beating in anguish.

"You said 'please,stop' and I could go further than…" his eyes got salt water and his lips trembled at the sight of those terrible memories that he himself created for both of them.

She rose up stepping over his shoes to reach his lips and with a little help of him, her lips claim his as a desirable fruit she tasted them.

"Ja, zdaj pa se poljubi!  Potem ko si moja oblačila zmočila od tvoje norosti.  Nepremišljeno! Nori ljudje."

("Yeah, now you kiss! After you made my clothes all wet from your madness. Reckless!Mad people.") An old lady shouted behind them making Sibel release his aphrodisiac lips and turned to the woman that was making a fuss over nothing.

"Žal mi je gospa!  Poročena sva že 15 let in nikoli nisva preživela medenih tednov, tako da sva z možem končno našla čas drug za drugega.  In delamo to, kar počnejo mladi.  Vseeno imaš prav.  Sprejmi moje in moževo opravičilo."

("I am sorry ma'am! We have been married for 15 years and never get to do our honeymoon so finally my husband and I found time for each other. And we are doing what young people do. Anyway you are right. Accept my and my husband's apology." )Sibel talks to the old woman that seems to like them, especially Him.

("You are forgiven and  you are a lucky woman cause I am in my sixties already otherwise I would take him from you. He is a keeper.") The old woman said, making Sibel laugh at herself as turned to face a curious Sinbad there, her mind compelled for something sinister.

"What did you both say?" 

"That you are mentally ill, and I was trying to work you out so I can send you back to the madhouse. And in the end She was sorry for yelling at us after that." Sibel translated in her own language.

"Are you sure that was what she said ?!" Sinbad was in doubtful though.

"Yeah!" She confirmed as took his hand and was walking side-by-side. 

Their stomach growls indicating they were empty and ready to be filled so she continues dragging him towards the nearest restaurant.

I haven't been in Italy but I don't think that can be a restaurant that has bad  food so if they pick randomly will have the same satisfaction.

They took a table by the window. The restaurant was small but classic, reserving the old fashion of 20'. The jazz music comes from old CDs that were played by an older gramophone. The mixed flavor coming from the kitchen door gives the last touch that is needed.

Strangely, they were silent looking around. Whenever they cross their eyes, is a beautiful understanding between them.

The waiter interrupts their eye contact and both smile, directing  their look towards the menu. 

They ordered risotto allá Milanese,and the famous dessert tiramisu just for her.

"You should have taken tiramisu Sinbad,is a delicious dessert."

"You haven't taste yourself yet that why you don't know what is the real dessert," He said nonchalantly as she gulped harder.

"But don't worry I will keep you up all night just like the name of dessert." He continues making her face red as blood.

Finally the food came and they dug their forks. She ate fast and wanted to go somewhere else after it. Dessert comes and Sibel recalls his words and bites her lower lips.

"Profit because you are here and not in Oriental when I would empty the place and eat you down -up as the main dish."

He definitely was becoming Devil now provoking her , melting her core. She ate the tiramisu without thinking about the coldness of it.

"Videl sem te od druge strani, a nisem mogel verjeti, da je Sinbad Melekoglu tukaj.  Kdo je gospodična, ki vas je izrinila iz Orientala."

("I saw you, from across but couldn't believe that Sinbad Melekoglu was here. Who is the miss that put you out of Oriental.") A man known as Slovenian ambassador in Italy talked in his language with Sinbad that was smirking to his luck. Same was Sibel who thought he didn't have any idea what the ambassador said.

"Tudi jaz sem vas videl, veleposlanik, vendar sem upal, da me ne boste videli, takole ne boste prekinili mojega kosila z mojo ženo Sibel Kara.  Ena in edina ženska zame.  Moja žena.  Moje življenje."

("I saw you too, ambassador but I was hoping you would not see me, like this you will not interrupt my lunch with my wife Sibel Kara. The one and only woman for me. My wife. My life.") He said making poor Sibel freeze at spot with the spoon on her mouth that fell creating a sound that woke her from trans but the spoon fell over the dessert liquid and spoiled her dress.

"Žal mi je, da bom to očistil.  Veseli me, da sem vas spoznal, veleposlanik (I am sorry I'm going to clean this. Glad to meet you, ambassador.) " She says before running away from there.

 A minute later a bathroom door was opened by him that was enjoying seeing her frustration look. She saw his smirk from the mirror and clenched her thighs as couldn't bear the intensity of his eyes. 

Turned fast, grabbed his hand, ran away from the restaurant where he had already paid the bill,looked around and got to the second road between old buildings.

Before a large one that emits glory of her time she scoops a key from a hidden place and opens the main door.  Then, not letting his hand free, went to a wide room which was a stage like  place and a big piano in the middle of the rotten wood floor completed  the aesthetic. As soon as close the room door pushed him behind the door and detached his shirt, unbuckle his belt, unbutton his jeans

"Free hand, Free fantasy, do whatever you please but make me see stars, make me hear celestial music, Make me yours, Sinbad Melekoglu." She demanded.

 He didn't speak a word but removed her clothes one by one increasing the heat between their bodies. Her lips kissed his shoulder, his chest her tongue found his buds and played with him till earn the groan.

He pulled her up to kiss her lips till make them violet

"Where…"

"To the stage…"

He grabbed her by scooping in his arms in bridal style, opened the heavy curtain and found a mini room inside. He place her over the improvise bed that was full of pillows 

"Don't worry is clean here." She assured his wandering eyes.

He removed the jeans and briefs too, being completely naked before her eyes that this time didn't look away.

Sinbad bends down and her hands start roaming his body.

He sealed her lips with his as his hand unclasp her bra on front setting free her erect buds that perk up for his watering mouth.

He rose to see her breathless under him, through her eyes she was begging him for a release.

She had her thighs clinged and her toes curled from the tension that was eating her patient.

"I need my part of dessert, love. Will you be able to give me what I want?!" He seductively asked over her valley as look at her eyes, gasping the air she nodded and opening her dainty legs for him. He settled between them, his fingers working like feathers over her goosebump skin. Every inch of her body wanted him. He gets up to see her writhing, profit and removes her lacey pants, revealing the glistering treasure. Took her legs over his shoulder and deep his face there.

His tongue couldn't absorb all of the nectar so he used his fingers to hold and what he couldn't gulp went up to her body. She came furiously various times under his magic tongue - fingers movement. 

He was in immense pain down his neither region but held it cause the Goddess deserved more and more.

He licked the nectar over her skin and tasted ten times better mixed with her scent and sweat. He found another addiction and made sure to do this every time.

Her perks tasted divine as he lightly sucked them. Uncomfortable she has another release over him.

He smiled at himself the way his woman was acting. This is what he always wanted her to accept him and shower with her nectar.

Putting her hand above the head as plugged inside her she immediately closed her thighs but he pushed further and she allowed. 

Crossing their fingers together he sent her to the oblivion and behind.

"Moja zèna(my wife)"

"Moj moz( my husband)"she whispered as comfortably lined against his board chest pecking his nipple.

Like that they surrender themselves into the Dreamland.

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The blue color of the sky slightly was turning into violet as night was falling peacefully over Rome.

In that old building, on the third floor, inside that room that has a broken wood carpet. Walls that have lost their color of the day. Those big dirty window glasses prevented the color of sky to change as they already turned the night on. Except the small window in the stage behind the red curtain that was open and brought the wind that passed by to caress their bodies. She woke up from chilling, opening

 her dark eyes to adjust the dim light then took a mouthful air to send oxygen to her cells. As she did all this the man beside her didn't move a muscle.  She had tired him all day with her childish technique. Sibel rose up to play with his hair that had Fallen over his eyes.

Once the devil of her nightmare,

 Now the angel of her dreams.

She pecked his front before getting off the improvised bed. She found a sheet that was scattered there from their long love making and put it around her.

Her fingers were burning with desire to play over that old piano that she by herself fixed after finding it all broken and abandoned just like she felt in those times.

Open the light that illuminated the whole room, almost restoring the old glamor. Her feet send her toward her only real campaigner through  all these years.

She settles on the stool open the keyboard 🎹 took a deep breath and slowly letting go as her finger tap over the key. The immediate tunes covered the space and the man deeply sleeping started moving, stretching his arms. He recognized the tunes than he understood that his beloved wasn't beside him. Got up fast, put his pants on and followed the music.

 There she was captivated by the music with both eyes closed and she wondered between infinity spaces her soul.

The crack of the broken floor that his heavy body made in each step didn't bring her back at all. 

This was second time admiring her skills from close.

Remembering the heinous past  he sat done on her stool with head down crying he put it over her shoulder the moment she ended the part.

His tears reached her heart through her skin. 

His hands encircle her waist.

Her head nudged him.

Eyes to eyes they look into each other's souls.

"You made me happy today." She says as took his upper lips between her lips kissing slowly.

"Do you know what is called the piece I played?" She  questioned diverting the sensual tension between them as already was sore and done for the night.

"Of course I know, it is called Mert you send it over in the first year."

"I composed here, and first I played on this piano over the stage when we made love, which was just in the beginning of tunes.

 This is my old school. For years it was  left behind by the government as needed to fix multiple things. Also their first intention was to ruin but later they left like this. I rented somehow to pay someone to fix things around. My intention was to make it again like it was in the old days but the Technics aren't very hopeful.

I pay the light bills only for this room.  I paid someone to clean it up for today as the storm must have done a lot of damage. 

It's my sanctuary, holding onto many unforgettable memories.

"Even with him?!" Sinbad questioned but regret as saw a lone tear escaping from the corner of her eyes. Her look said it all.

She mustered her grief into a smile.

"Today is about you and me. And I think you need to work your magic again as our clothes aren't adapted for us anymore." She pointed to his shirt and her clothes randomly scattered on the wooden floor.

As he flipped the coin in the air she watched as twirls before falling again in his hand they both were dressed in different clothes. He carefully picked her other clothes that for nothing in the world he would let someone pass over them or to throw them away.

The violet sky covered the ethereal city of Rome as both of them were passing hand in hand not chasing this time just enjoying the walking by the Po River when their ears picked tunes of "Margherita"that was singing by a guy that successful was gathering the crowd of tourist and  those in love with Italian music. 

Sinbad took her hands on his chest as embraced her body and slowly started to move in the rhythm of music.

As the singer was approaching the end of song 

Perché Margherita è dolce, perché Margherita è vera

Perché Margherita ama, e lo fa una notte intera

Perché Margherita è un sogno, perché Margherita è il sale

Perché Margherita è il vento e non sa che può far male

Perché Margherita è tutto, ed è lei la mia pazzia

Margherita, Margherita

Margherita, adesso è mia

Na-na, na-na, na-na-na

Margherita è mia

Sinbad had another edition to do to the song. He replacing the name  sang to her like this:

Perché Sibel è dolce, perché Sibel è vera

Perché Sibel  ama, e lo fa una notte intera

Perché Sibel  è un sogno, perché Sibel  è il sale

Perché Sibel è il vento e non sa che può far male ( here he kiss her on the glabella)

Perché Sibel è tutto, ed è lei la mia pazzia

Sibel , Sibel

Sibel, adesso è mia

Na-na, na-na, na-na-na

Sibel è mia

( Cause Sibel is sweet,. cause Sibel is the truth.

'cause Sibel loves and she does it all night long.

Cause Sibel is a dream, cause Sibel is the salt

'Cause Sibel is the wind and doesn't know that  she can hurt.

Cause Sibel is everything, she is my madness

Sibel, Sibel

Sibel, now is mine

Na-na na-na na-na na-na

Sibel is mine.)

 He whispered the last words trembling her whole being reaching her soul. She closed her eyes and shed tears on his chest. As he comforted her, kissing over her head and running his hand on her back.

After this ethereal moment they continue walking, leaving behind the musician and the river as they take the road to the fountain once again.

Passing near the fountain she stopped.

"Do you want to play with water again?" His playful voice made her smile as took both his hands.

"This isn't a simple fountain. People from the whole world come here to make a wish.

Years ago we cursed each other let today we make wishes." She said and he nodded , letting his hands draw two coins from her purse. One she gives to him and the other she holds it.

"Make a wish, don't tell it, then throw your coin in the water."

Sinbad did as she said.

"I wish to have another lifetime with you when my only purpose is to be your happiness."

"I wish your wish to be true!"

They flipped their coins in the air and watched till they made a splash in the water.

"Now let's go before our boy starts worrying for us." She claimed his hand and made him follow her.

They were welcomed by Mert's tantrum words especially when he saw them in different outfits from the morning.

Filling themselves with energy, they cooked together pasta with the ingredients they bought on the way in the near market.

The dinner was all about Mert teasing him with the memories they both hold in different times.

Knowing well that they could not do more than kissing they invited Mert to sleep with them, obviously Sibel will be in the center as she cuddles her son and he covers them both .

"It's a baby girl"

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