This is a series of stories inspired by the Turkish drama series "Adim Farah" which is incredibly captivating with its strong plot and the very beautiful deep love portrayed by the lead actors Demet Özdemir and Engin Akyürek.
This story will try to...
Farah's heart pounded violently, a testament to the narrow escape she had just experienced. The initial shock and fear quickly morphed into a blazing fury. She turned, determined to get a good look at the reckless driver who had nearly hit her. Without a second thought, she fixed her fiery gaze on the man behind the wheel, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear.
Their eyes locked, both equally intense and unyielding. But then, clarity washed over her. She was in no position to start a confrontation. It was partly her fault; she hadn't been paying attention. Moreover, she was just a cleaner, while this man exuded influence and power. Six years of hard-learned lessons whispered in her mind: keep a low profile, avoid trouble, and survive. She wasn't the Farah she used to be back home. She needed to remember that.
With a swift turn, she broke eye contact and hurried through the kitchen's back door, leaving the confrontation and her anger behind.
Tahir stared straight ahead, his eyes fixed on the woman who had glared at him with the fierceness of a lioness. Suddenly, she broke the gaze and hurried through the kitchen's back door. His eyes followed her instinctively, snapping back to reality only when the vehicle behind him honked. He restarted his car and drove to his usual parking spot, one reserved for Tahir Lekesiz that no one dared to take.
After parking, he adjusted his turtleneck, buttoned his suit jacket, and strode purposefully toward the club. He moved through the tables and the bar area, his presence commanding attention. At six feet tall, impeccably groomed, and dressed in a dark suit with two gold chains gleaming against his turtleneck, Tahir exuded confidence and masculinity. The women in the club couldn't help but admire him.
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Part of his job was to supervise the club, ensuring everything was in order. This club was the legitimate front for his underworld organization, laundering the money from their illicit activities. He did not enjoy being at the club frequently, mainly because, being there, he would have to entertain and associate with people whose company he would rather avoid. For example ~Yasemin, The woman who considered herself his girlfriend without his consent. Though he didn't enjoy frequenting the club, preferring the company of his accomplices Adil and Haydar, duty called. His boss, Ali Galip—known as Aga—had entrusted him with overseeing the club's operations as his right-hand man.
As Tahir headed toward the kitchen, a loud commotion caught his attention. Two people were arguing inside, and he recognized the voice of the man shouting: Kaan, Ali Galip's spoiled son.
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