ASMARA
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One brother rules the boardroom. One brother rules the streets. One man rules them both-and he wants their sister. Asmara Mirza lives a life divided by two names: Aslaan, the eldest-a billionaire CEO with a heart of stone and a reputation for perfection-and Arsalan, her twin-the rebellious, hot-tempered Mafia Prince of India who paints the streets red. They hate each other to the core, and Asmara is the only bridge left standing in their war. But bridges are made to be crossed-or burned. Enter Azrael Shah. He is a ghost story told in both worlds; a man more powerful than Aslaan's empire and more lethal than Arsalan's guns. When he lays eyes on Asmara, it's love at first sight-until he realizes she is the sister of his two greatest rivals. To Azrael, she is the perfect weapon. To take her is to break the Mirza brothers forever. In a game where every move is written in blood, Asmara must decide: Is she the pawn being used for revenge, or the Queen who will bring three titans to their knees?
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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