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Continúa, Has publicado may 20, 2025
ALI KARAHAN

I calculate, dismantle, and rebuild the world in my image.

I was raised on violence. Trained in silence. And forged into something untouchable. People follow me because they fear the alternative. I control governments, alliances, and monsters with clean hands and a dirtier mind. No one ever sees me coming-until it's too late.

Sarah Sheikh thought she was just a tool. An asset. A brilliant spy with shattered loyalties and steady hands. But she had something I needed-her access, her mind, her trauma.

So I made her useful.
Then I made her loyal.
Now, she's mine.

With logic. With war. With precision.

She didn't even realize I rewrote her fate.
Until it was too late.

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SARAH SHEIKH

He didn't trap me.
He convinced me I walked in willingly.

Ali Karahan is not a man you work with. He's a force you survive. He doesn't yell. Doesn't flinch. Doesn't bleed. He moves people like chess pieces, and when he looks at you-you realize too late: you've already lost.

I was trained to hate men like him.
But nothing could prepare me for how deeply he played the game.
He used my skill, my silence, my past-and offered nothing in return but the feeling of finally being powerful.

He didn't break me.
He turned me into something worse.

Now I sit beside him while the empire burns.
Not as his asset. Or weapon
But as his equal.

This isn't love.
This is ownership dressed as free will.
And I'm still saying yes.

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