
The mailman zipped up his pants and turned to leave, but not before giving her one final leer. "See you tomorrow," he called over his shoulder, a knowing smile playing on his lips.
Mishti's world was spinning, the humiliation complete. She had become the very thing she had feared, a plaything for their sick desires. But she knew that this was only the beginning. There was no turning back now. She was Ravi's whore, and she had a feeling that her life would never be the same again.
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