Predators (Threads of Destiny #2)

Predators (Threads of Destiny #2)

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**Amir Farah** Predator. That's what they call me. I hunt. I calculate. I control. I don't raise my voice-I don't need to. Power listens when I speak quietly. Bloodlust is a tool. Fear is a language. Family is law. There is only one thing I despise more than weakness: being forced into a choice. And yet, because of my reckless sister, I am cornered into fixing a mess that could tear everything apart. An arranged marriage. A binding I never asked for. A loss of control I refuse to accept. I will do anything for my family. Anything. Even if the consequences weigh heavier than blood. **Zayna Saad** I was born into a world where men hold absolute authority. And I burn for it. Rage is my inheritance. Luxury and fashion are my armor. Defiance is my language. In the brutal hierarchy of the mafia, I am the black sheep-the girl who fights back when she's told to bow. Control has never sat well with me. It never will. And now, I'm being forced into a marriage with him. The Predator. A man whose name makes rooms go silent. A man people fear even in whispers. I'm told to obey. To submit. To become another possession in his gilded world. Never. Because I was never meant to be prey.
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Seraphina Calloway always believed she would recognize betrayal if it ever came near her marriage. She imagined it loud. Obvious. Unforgivable. She never imagined it would look like this. Like her husband smiling at another woman the way he used to smile at her. Like late-night messages that weren't inappropriate - just intimate. Like emotional comfort slowly being outsourced. And she definitely never imagined standing outside a glass office in downtown Los Angeles... Watching her husband hesitate before pulling away from another woman's lips. The kiss wasn't hungry. It wasn't desperate. It was worse. It was familiar. And in that single second - She realized she had already been replaced emotionally long before that moment happened. She didn't scream. She didn't storm in. She simply turned... And walked away from the life she thought was unbreakable.

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