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Veiled Surrender

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Reads 14,262
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Parts 20
Time 52m

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Farah was never meant to be seen. A lawyer, a hijabi, a woman of control-until one photo shattered the illusion and a man named Zharif pulled her into a world she never imagined she'd crave.

What began as blackmail became a hunger.
What began as shame became surrender.
And what began as submission... became her power.

This is the story of a woman who let them look.
And then asked for more.

"All characters and events in this story are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental."All Rights Reserved

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