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WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!Ahmet's laughter was like a slap in the face. "You think you're in a position to negotiate with me?" he sneered. "I don't think so, Asli. You'll do what I say, or suffer the consequences. Do you want more time to outsmart me? No.”

She could play his game. She certainly could do that before she finally killed him. A mischievous grin formed on her lips. "What would you gain from sleeping with me?" she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral. "You're not exactly known for your romantic conquests. And we're rivals, not to mention the fact that our families would kill us if they found out." She paused, her eyes narrowing. "So, what's the real motive here? What could you possibly gain from this?" 

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Asli wondered if she had caught him off guard. But then, Ahmet's smooth voice came back, dripping with confidence. "I’m glad to know you are well-informed about my romantic conquests. Let's just say, Asli, that I have my reasons. And as for what I'd gain… well, that's for me to know and you to find out." His tone sent a shiver down her spine, and she knew she had to tread carefully. She wasn’t going to win this against him.

“Show me what proof you have and I will give in to your demands.” With that, she hung up the call, feeling a small sense of satisfaction at being the one to end the conversation this time. She was the only woman in the male-dominated Mafia world. Did he think he could subdue her so easily?

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They walked towards her dining area and saw someone seated in one of the chairs, his back facing her.

"Have I not told you all not to let strangers into my space?" Asli shot an angry look at Ruth. Her nanny only opened her hands feigning her innocence.

"Now, come on. Don't blame the poor woman. Is it wrong to visit my future wife?" Markus joked as he got up from his seat.

"Markus, get out!" Asli looked calm but her tone was not.

"No. Come, dinner is ready." Markus ushered her.

"You are inviting Asli to eat in her own suite?" Matilda could not hide her little laugh.

"Wait a minute." He paused his finger on his lips as if trying to figure something out. He then resumed, "You get to call her Asli? Who are you?" Markus was finding something new about her. The woman had a soft spot after all. What was so special about this young girl?

Did he tell Markus?