Chapter 132

The garden was still as Ayleen sat on the damp grass, her knees drawn close to her chest. Murat remained silent beside her, his presence a comforting weight. He finally broke the silence, his voice low and deliberate.

“Come with me.”

Ayleen looked at him, her brows furrowing in confusion. “At this time?”

Without answering, Murat stood and reached for her hand, pulling her gently to her feet. The warmth of his grip sent a spark through her, but she shook it off, allowing him to lead her across the estate.

They walked in silence, past the familiar corners of the villa, until they reached a path she had never noticed before. It was tucked behind tall hedges, hidden from sight.

As they emerged on the other side, Ayleen’s breath hitched. Before her was a small stable, modest yet charming. Unlike the farmhouse stables, which housed dozens of animals, this one held only a couple of cows and chickens. But what truly captivated her was the magnificent black hors