Still, it was fun cataloguing all the rooms and the things she could buy for them. She wanted a soaker tub in the master suite, so they’d have to hire a plumber to install it, which would mean they’d lose the shower-tub combo that was currently in there. So, she’d have to hire someone to make them a glass surround shower that would go next to the tub.

“Do you have a minute?”

Yasmin looked up, startled to find Zeynep standing in the doorway. The other woman looked gorgeous in a sleek royal blue, knee-length sleeveless sheath that was belted in the middle to show off her narrow waist. She wore a matching pair of blue heels, and her blonde hair was swept up into a chic knot. Her makeup was perfectly applied, her eyeliner a smoky cat’s eye and her lips a pouty purple a few shades brighter than her dress.

Yasmin felt young and inadequate next to the glamorous woman who was staring at Yasmin like she was seriously lacking. Yasmin knew she looked good in her wraparound dress and heels but, like most days, she was bare-faced, wearing her glasses, and her hair was mussed more than usual due to Volkan’s attentions.

“Sorry, I didn’t hear you knock,” Yasmin said, standing.

Zeynep gave her a tight-lipped smile. “I didn’t knock. We’re used to an open-door policy around here. Hope you don’t mind.”

Yasmin nearly laughed as she imagined Volkan supporting an open-door policy with his employees. He was so obsessive about everything being perfect that there’s no way he’d be okay with people coming and going from his office.

“What can I help you with?” Yasmin asked.

She didn’t know why exactly, but intuition told her she shouldn’t trust Zeynep. There was something that didn’t sit right about the way her husband made her a member of the board without Volkan’s permission. Yasmin knew little about how corporations worked, but she figured any changes to the board should be run by the company’s CEO. Volkan’s brother and his wife made the change while Volkan was out of Istanbul, which told Yasmin they knew he would’ve tried to stop them.

Way to judge this woman for wanting a top spot in the company and meanwhile you’re shacking up with a kidnapper, Yasmin’s inner voice reminded her. Great moral compass.

“I wanted to see if you would have lunch with me,” Zeynep said with a smile that was so bright and fake it was nearly blinding. “I’d love to show you a little of Istanbul since you’ve never been here before. There’s this great cafe not too far from here right on the beach.”