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My World is Your World is Our World

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“And what do my eyes see? Die Fremde is awake and walking around.” He went to stand right before me. He gazed down at me with his piercing dark eyes; I dropped my head because I couldn’t stand looking at him.
“I was showing her the village and explaining how things are dealt with, father. She is a fast learner.” Mayla squeezed my hand in comfort.
“I see. So after intruding my land and endangering my clan she is willing to learn, to … obey?” He spoke loudly and full of doubt. Everyone was silent. But then I heard steps on the dirty ground, many feet were shuffling and voices were raised. I heard flesh patting flesh and:
“She had not made attempt to run. I might say she wants to be on your good side, my friend.”
My headsnapped at the sound of his voice. She was too familiar. I looked directly into dark-brown eyes that were deeper and sadder than the woods I stumbled through on my first days. I could not stop staring into these eyes. Something about him, not only his voice, reminded me of something that happened what felt like an eternity ago. His gaze also lingered on my face, taking in every detail. I wanted to ask him who he was and why he seemed so familiar. But Lorsan’s loud voice interrupted this moment:
“Ah, Gannicus, you shall be right. But if her mind changes feel free to tame this beast as you did in the arena.” Both men, and everyone around, laughed at that. My eyes widened in shock, not only because of this obvious threat, but because of the name.Tutti i diritti riservati

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𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐤𝐜𝐢, daughter of the Turkish mafia head, is set to marry Evren Demirci to end a decade-long blood feud between their families. But what begins as a calculated alliance soon spirals into a dangerous game of deception and web of lies. Amid this fragile union, 𝐃𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐢, Evren's older brother, finds himself drawn to Fria in ways he shouldn't. Bound by loyalty yet consumed by forbidden longing, Derin becomes entangled in a treacherous web where crossing the line means betraying his blood. But resisting her is proving to be impossible. Fria, torn between the life she's bound to and the man who ignites something primal within her, begins to question everything-her loyalty, her heart, and the deadly secrets hidden beneath the surface. As the tension between them escalates, so does the danger lurking in the shadows. With betrayal only a heartbeat away and forbidden passion clouding their judgment, how long before this delicate façade shatters? 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒?