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The event was nothing short of grand, set in a luxurious place where glamour dripped from every corner. The world's most powerful leaders, politicians, mafia bosses, and celebrities mingled under the same opulent roof. It was a gathering of influence and power, where every smile hid an agenda, and every handshake sealed more than just a greeting.
As Alihan and Azra descended the grand staircase, all eyes turned towards them. Alihan, with his commanding presence, and Azra, with her ethereal beauty, made an unforgettable pair. The air around them seemed to thrum with tension and unspoken words.
"Welcome, everyone! My Big B and his sweetest wife!" Emer called out, his voice carrying across the room as he spotted them.
The majority of the guests were there in the name of Alihan's brother, Emer. They had come to conduct business or strengthen their connections with the powerful Erdogan family. For many, it was an opportunity to curry favor with Alihan, whose reputation was both feared and respected.
But not everyone in the room was a friend. Among the guests was someone Alihan despised someone he had crossed paths with in the past, someone whose very presence threatened to stir the carefully controlled storm inside him.
As the night unfolded, the tension between Alihan and this unwelcome guest would become palpable, setting the stage for a confrontation that could change the course of the evening.
The party was in full swing, and Emer was surrounded by friends and family. As the youngest in the Erdogan family, his 23rd birthday was a big deal.
"Wish you a very happy birthday," Azra said warmly, handing him a small box. Inside was one of the rarest watches in the world, with only five pieces in existence.
"Ohh, thank you, Azra! This watch is incredible!" Emer said, grinning from ear to ear.
"Happy birthday, Emer," Alihan wished, his voice steady and composed.
"Thanks, Big B. But where's my gift?" Emer asked, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"As you're turning 23, it's time to get serious about business. But I know exactly what you really want," Alihan said, a slight smirk playing on his lips.
"What is it, Big B?" Emer asked, leaning in with excitement.
"Here's your grand gift, Emer, from your richest big brother," Burak said, stepping out from behind and handing Emer a thick file.
