*Formerly known as The Arabian Desert.* He was a cold-hearted bandit with the power to imprison her... Maria disguises herself as a helper boy when Zain, the black-hearted, demonically handsome bandit attacks their prosperous town in the middle of the Arabian Desert and claims it as his own, naming himself sheikh, in search of its riches and treasures and a secret goal precious to his dark heart. To innocent Maria, it's either stay hidden or risk being caught and forced into Sheikh Zain's notorious harem. She was a raging spitfire that burned through his every defense... When Maria accidentally bumps into Zain one hot summer afternoon, revealing long hair, Zain is captivated and intrigued by the boy who turns out to be a feisty girl. He immediately desires the azure-eyed beauty whose melodious voice rivals that of a siren, and decides to capture and imprison her in his harem, for he must know who she is and where she came from. Now a woman who craves freedom above all else, Maria will stop at nothing to free herself from the devil himself even as she struggles against the tempestuous feelings that very devil elicits within her, all while a treacherous enemy plots against them. Copyright © 2023 | All Rights Reserved

"Who did you say she is?" Osman demanded from the man. The prisoner was shaking and pleading for his life but did not say anything as he got aware of the terrible blunder he had made. "Answer me or I will end your miserable life right here right now" waves of anger was visible in Osman's eyes. He raised his sword intending to cut the man's throat. "Stop" Arta shouted. Osman slightly turned his head to Arta's direction while his sword was still high above his head ready to strike. Arta's heart was beating so fast, she was frightened but at the same time, she couldn't see this monster kill one of her people and do nothing. "I am Shahzadeh Arta. The only daughter of King Darian." Arta confessed. Her voice was louder than normal and a bit shaky. Osman chuckled coldly. A devilish smile appeared on his face. In the blink of an eye, he cut the man's throat. Everyone was silent only a faint hysteric cry of a woman from the cage could be heard. Arta's body was numb. She was just gazing at the man's lifeless body with teary eyes. Osman turned back and after cleaning the blood on his sword with the prisoner's clothes he lowered his head and whispered into Arta's ear, "you are just a slave now".