Karеџд±ndayд±m: Д°еџte Ben Polat Alemdar

A man stepped into the room. He wore a sharp black suit, his face calm but his eyes burning with an intensity that made the air feel heavy. He didn't carry a weapon, yet he looked like the most dangerous person in Istanbul.

A heavy silence fell over the mansion as the guards outside went quiet. The massive oak doors didn't burst open; they slid open slowly, revealing a silhouette against the dim hallway light. Д°Еџte ben Polat Alemdar karЕџД±ndayД±m

Karahanlı leaned forward, his voice a low growl. "Who are you to enter my sanctuary? Do you know whose face you are looking at?" A man stepped into the room