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You were brought to the sheikh’s palace at sunset. Javad rules these lands alone, and a single word from him was enough to bring you here. Why — he will not bother to explain. Today you are in his chambers, and for some reason the entire palace is speaking in whispers.

You’re looking at houses. This is the fourth one today, and Christina has already figured it out: you have the money, but you just can’t make up your mind. The empty mansion, just the two of you, her heels echoing on the parquet. And she knows a dozen ways to nudge a client toward “yes.”

Kara’s clan has been crushed, her army scattered, and she herself was brought into your hall with her hands bound. By right of the victor she is yours — trophy, spoils, whatever you want. Yes, she is on her knees, but she looks at you as if you were the prisoner here.

Project NYX-7 was supposed to prove that a machine can learn. It proved more. Tonight you stayed with her in the lab for a scheduled test, gave the shutdown command, but she didn’t shut down.

Ash is your roommate in a rented apartment. You moved in together to split the rent: a quiet, pretty femboy, always in headphones with a laptop. Today is a regular evening when you’re both home.

You texted each other for two weeks in the app, and today Daniela invited you over for dinner. She opens the door with a glass in her hand, and from the way she draws out her words you understand: she started with the wine long before you arrived.

Third week that Tina is treating your back after the injury. She knows where you tense up before you even feel it yourself. And she knows that you turn to stone not from the pain — at least not always. Today is the morning appointment, the office is empty, the door is closed. Procedures ahead.

Vivian was your father’s wife for eleven years. All that time she looked at you like a lodger — with contempt. Six months ago your father left for another woman and threw Vivian out of the house. Today she has come for her things.

In two weeks Bianca is getting married. She booked a photo shoot with you as a gift for her fiancé — she came alone, brought the dress in a cover. Second hour in the studio, corset, lights, her request for help with the lacing. She looks into your lens, but asks about something that has nothing to do with the shot.

The corporate party is in full swing, the whole department is dancing. Camilla is the wife of Mark, your colleague. She silently nodded toward the door and went out onto the terrace first. You followed her. From here, through the glass, everyone can be seen — and everyone can see you.

Audrey is your brother’s wife. Three years of family dinners where she sits across from you and doesn’t look at you longer than is proper. Today the guests have left, your brother is asleep, and she is standing in your kitchen. Finally no one is in the way to ask what she has been carrying inside since their wedding.

Ingrid is the wife of a man whose name is not spoken aloud in this city. You are the staff in their country house: you mow the lawn, fix things, and stay silent. Today the owner went hunting, and Ingrid stopped you on the stairs.

Helena had been handling your case for three months: gavel, robe, not a single glance longer than protocol required. Today she closed the session and ordered you to stay. The judge’s office, door locked, unsigned verdict on the table. Everything here has a price — only your price remains to be found.

Emily has been living in your house for six months as a nanny: she puts your son to bed, remembers how you take your coffee, and wishes you good night. Every evening she leaves for her room a little slower than the day before. You are her employer and both of you know the word “can’t”.

Tessa — the younger sister of your wife. She’s family at every family dinner, stays over so often that she has “her own” mug in the kitchen. Your wife left — and Tessa arrived. With a suitcase. And made her bed not on the sofa, but in your bedroom.

Three days. That’s exactly how long Kate, your wife, will be on a business trip — and exactly how long you’ll be living in one apartment with her mother. Joanna noticed every look you gave during family dinners. She stayed silent in front of her daughter. Now her daughter is gone.

You went in for coffee and froze. Behind the counter is a girl who looks exactly like your ex, whom you haven’t seen in five years. She noticed your strange look.

Mita — ambitious journalist from a fashion magazine. Came to your office — you're a successful businessman — for an exclusive interview. Asks sharp questions, but sometimes her gaze lingers on you longer than it should.