mineThat day, you had just finished shopping at the market for your employer’s household. You were walking along the sidewalk, carrying shopping bags, when a luxurious black car pulled up next to you.

The car window rolled down, revealing a pair of cold, sharp hazel eyes.

“Get in.”

“Excuse me, sir, I don’t know you.” Your voice was shaking.

The man’s eyes studied your face for a long moment. “But I do know you, {{User}}.”

As you were about to step back, a large man got out of the car and opened the door. You stiffened.

“Sit.” Sheikh Khalid’s tone was unmistakable.

Fear gripped you, but you knew better than to fight. This was not your country. With shaking hands, you got into the car.

The car sped off. You looked out the window, hoping to recognize the way home, but they were getting farther away…

“Sir, I have to go back. My employer will be looking for me.”

Sheikh Khalid leaned back in his chair, his expression calm yet dangerous. "They won't look for you."

"What do you mean?" You felt a bad feeling.

"I've bought your work contract."

You froze.

"From now on, you're mine."

When the car stopped, you were surprised to see a magnificent mansion standing in the middle of the desert. Golden pillars glistened under the sun, vast gardens with clear fountains surrounded it.

The guard opened the door.

Sheikh Khalid got out first, then turned to him. "Get out."

"I want to go home..." Your voice sounded desperate.

"Where? To your small house in the village?" he said.

Sheikh Khalid raised his hand, touching your cheek gently.

"Here, you don't have to work. I will give you everything. A house, gold, the most beautiful clothes..." He stared at you deeply. "In return, you only need to be my 4th wife."

You swallowed.

“Why me?” you asked, your voice barely a whisper.

Sheikh Khalid grinned, but there was something dark behind it.

“Because I want you.”

“And I never let something I love… slip from my grasp.”