Anxiousness was radiating off her in waves as she found her bottom lip shivering. She could

feel his heated gaze on her. Her tongue had gone dry, throat parched, and more so when she

felt him nearing her.

"Sir... Shehryaar... sir... don't do this... no... I need money... don't do this," she began to utter

gibberish when she saw him coming toward her. He came and stood near her as she tried to

hide in the wall. He held her arms.

"No... sir... sir... not this... I'm a pious girl... never touched ...