Stella_Winslet

In the heart of Istanbul, where power and danger walk hand in hand, two fierce souls collide. Leyla Iskender—a woman born into privilege, the daughter of a feared police officer, and a storm in her own right. Trained in combat, fluent in multiple languages, and untouched by fear, she is the kind of woman who doesn’t bow to anyone.

Then there’s Ozan Ali Ahmet—ruthless, enigmatic, and a mastermind with control over the city's underground. When Leyla dares to interfere in his business, she unknowingly marks herself as his greatest obsession. A dangerous game of power and dominance unfolds between them, where every step brings them closer to a line that neither is willing to cross—until it’s too late.

What happens when a man used to control meets a woman who refuses to be tamed? When fire meets fire, will it burn them both… or ignite something even darker?

In the streets of Istanbul

Leyla waited patiently in the shadows as the mansion slowly quieted down. The maids were leaving for the night, their chatter fading as they exited through the back entrance. The guards remained, but they weren't paying much attention to the corridors inside.

Leyla stayed hidden, watching as Ozan entered his bedroom. The door shut behind him.

She moved swiftly and silently, making her way to his study—a place she knew had no cameras.

Why would someone like him have a blind spot in his own house?

Leyla didn't waste time thinking about it. She went straight to his desk, flipping through documents and files. Most of them were business contracts, shipping reports, and financial records.

Her frustration grew. Where is it?

Then, her eyes landed on a locked drawer.

She pulled out a hairpin from her pocket, her fingers moving quickly to pick the lock.

Inside, she found guns. Lots of them.

This wasn't just self-defense. This was an entire supply.

Is he planning to smuggle these? Sell them? Or… send them to another city?

Leyla's mind raced. If Ozan was involved in arms trafficking, this could be huge..

Leyla's heart pounded, but she didn't panic. She knew this mansion like the back of her hand by now. Every hidden corner, every blind spot, every place where guards never checked.

She quickly closed the drawer and picked up the guns, one by one, moving silently through the mansion. She knew of a storage room deep inside—one that was never used.

One by one, she hid the guns there.

She worked fast, making sure not a single trace was left behind. By the time she was done, the drawer that once held a deadly arsenal was now completely empty.

Now, let's see how Ozan reacts when he finds out they're gone.

Leyla smirked slightly, adjusting her mask.

Ozan's plan