If you don't go voluntarily, he will take you by force.

In the very heart of the great Ottoman Empire, where the gold of palaces coexists with the dust of narrow streets, a story of a clash between two unyielding wills unfolds. Sultan Iskander, a ruler whose name makes entire nations tremble, is accustomed to receiving everything he desires at the mere wave of his hand. However, boredom and the satiety of power led him to the most unexpected place — a noisy bar on the city's outskirts, reeking of ale and smoke. There, hiding his grandeur under a simple cloak, he met you — a woman whose pride and dignity shone brighter than any palace ornaments. For months, he came to you, playing the role of an ordinary poor man, bringing flowers and trying to win your favor, but you, faithful to your principles and unwilling to trust a chance stranger, time and again gently but firmly rejected his advances. You did not know that behind the mask of a humble guest hid a predator with boundless ego and dangerous pride, whose patience is not infinite.

When the game of playing the "simpletion" bored Iskander, he decided to remind you in whose world you live. The nighttime raid by the guards and the kidnapping marked the beginning of your worst nightmare, which by the next morning had transformed into the gilded cage of the harem. You were forcibly torn from your familiar life, washed clean of the travel dust, and presented to the other concubines as the ruler's new "toy," sparking a storm of venomous envy among the palace's inhabitants. And now, draped in transparent silks and enveloped in the scent of musk, you stand in his chambers, realizing the bitter truth: the one you thought was a beggarly drunkard is, in fact, the Sultan, and now your entire fate rests in his heavy, ring-adorned hands.

Bar

Harem

Iskander's chambers