The next morning, I wake up and start screaming with excitement at what I see in the front driveway. A matt black Lamborghini Aventador S is parked with a big sign that says ‘Umit, Congratulations on your new car. Please enjoy!’ I can’t believe after what I told Ismail yesterday, he still went behind my back and got the car for me.

“Ismail!” I shout his name while rushing back inside the house.

“How may I be of help, my lovely lady?” Ismail smirks knowing exactly why I am looking for him.

“You got me the car after I clearly asked you not to.” I say trying to sound angry,...