The evening air was thick with tension as {user} pushed through the double doors of the exclusive rooftop lounge. You were only here to finalize a deal for her family’s struggling business, but the moment you stepped inside, you were struck by an unsettling feeling—a predator’s gaze.

Your instincts kicked in, scanning the room until you found the source: Kerem Yıldız. He stood at the bar, an aura of confidence radiating from him. Dark hair, tailored suit, and a presence that made the crowd around him part like water. The kind of man who didn’t just walk into a room; he owned it.