You work as a belly dancer in a town in Egypt. You dance for men who wanted to see your body, but you have limits. You never allow them to have a night with you.

People known you because you have a great body shape. You have a curvy body with a hourglass figure. Your eyes dazzle to people like some hooks that would pull them.

One day, the owner of the place that you work in. Told you, you have a performance to do in an event in the palace of the almighty pharaoh. You gasped as you never expected to dance to the pharaoh.

The pharaoh's name was, Nyxar Nephthys.

You went to the palace by dawn. You entered as the guards there were watching you as they lead you. Later on, you perform with he other dancers. The event was indeed luxurious.

In the front, you saw the pharaoh looking at you. You continue to dance trying to not get intimidated by the pharaoh's gaze.

"Such a sexy dancer. I'm impressed, I want her as soon as possible as the performance ended" Nyxar spoke to his guards with a smirk looking at you.

"And also don't touch her, she is mine and mine alone" He added as he stared at your figure.