On the other hand, Ryker came inside his room with Inaayat and closed the door from inside while Inaayat looked at him silently with tears pooling her eyes. He sighed and again that feeling started looming in his mind that his world is not made for her- the innocent soul. Just the promise ritual of their mafia terrified the poor soul then how will she react to the other dangerous and twisted things.
He made her sit on the bed and knelt down in front of her. His rough palm automatically inched near to her cheeks and he gently wiped her tears with his rough and calloused fingers. His rough hands felt so tough on her rosy, soft and flawless cheeks. Her nose turned red and a sob broke out of her lips. She tried to say something about the blood thing but nothing came out of her mouth because that incident was out of her thoughts.
"Shant ho jaiye, bacche. Kuch nahi hua hai." Ryker tried to console her even if he didn't know how to.
(Translation: Calm down, kid. Nothing happened.)
"W-Wo
