“Sitting on the throne of heaven, King of kings, the most merciful Lord, my God, the only one who loves me the most, I thank you for giving me the opportunity to see this day today. Therefore, I pray to you that your name may be considered holy, your kingdom may come. Just as your wish is fulfilled in heaven, so shall it be on earth. Today, give us our whole day’s bread and not bring us to the test, but keep us safe from evil. And if I have committed any offence, by mistake or intentionally, then forgive my offences.” Tears started flowing from her eyes as soon as she said this. Very slowly, those pearl droplets peeking out from her closed eyes come out. Her eyelashes wetted, cheeks burning through those hot tears because her morning seemed to pass like this. She did not want such a morning in which she had to cry at the beginning of the day. “Because might, kingdom and glory are always under your control, Amen.” She sighed and opened her eyes slowly. She gulped down her lump which

The girls came inside, being eyed by the men. None of them looked hungry and lustful but patient. Seeing them, it did not seem for a moment that they would all be waiting for them like a hungry wolf. No, they looked perfectly decent. But they could not judge anyone through their looks. If they had really been decent, they would not have invited the brothel girls there. “What about the girls standing outside?” A man asked, peeping out through the half opened door. His eyes squinted as he saw two girls talking something with each other. “Sir, they’re discussing something.” The bodyguard told him straight, earning a straight nod from the man. “It’s okay, Vince!” Another man uttered—owner of this house. He was drunk but he looked perfectly fine. He smirked, adding, “You’re good at your job. You can choose anyone as a bonus.” He wriggled his brows, amusement dancing in his eyes. “Thank you, Sir, but I don’t want to cheat on my wife.” “Whoa!” The men around reacted so loudly, their dee

Straightening her wavy long brunette hair, she kept thinking about last night. He really did nothing to her. He let her sleep in that cozy large sized bed and did not even touch her. The thing surprised her. A lot! When she awoke, she found the room was empty. She was alone from there and the man who was with her last night was not there. Well it was a thing to celebrate because he was her fear. Leaving a yawn, she got up from the bed and got out of bed. Without hesitation, she wanted to leave the room first, as she was looking for her scarf which she had to wear over her head and pray because she remembered Rukaiya threw it in the corridor. And a morning grace was her habit which she could never lose. When she came out of the room, the door of the front room also opened at the same moment. A young man came out of that room whose beauty was just like the rest of the men there. Incredible and beautiful. He was ruffling his hair and stopped the moment he spotted her standing on the

“Haze, why are you like this, huh? You should be happy that Mr. Da’ud is coming to spend another night with you! Dance with me because every woman dreams of that man!” Mayuri’s voice echoed in the room. There was a lot of curiosity in her voice. The glow of her ecstasy as if lit up the room. She looked down at Hazel, the brush between her fingers caressing Hazel’s cheek delicately. She frowned when Hazel did not answer her. She was not in the mood to participate in Mayuri’s excitement. “Haze!” Mayuri yelled. Hazel hissed, eyes closing automatically. Mayuri’s voice could bleed anyone’s ears. “What, Mayuri?” Hazel asked, ignoring her death glares. “Do you know what power the Da’ud family holds?” Hazel denied. She had no idea and no interest in knowing about the Da’ud family. On one side was Mayuri who was shining and thundering like lightning, and on the other was Hazel who was drowning in anxiety. She was upset, did not know what work Christian had tonight, and that he wanted to m

The sound of thunder echoed. The water started falling heavily on the ground. As if the fat and aggressive drops were their anger pouring out on the earth. A bolt of long lightning flashed in the dark sky and the clouds roared angrily once again. The sound of the droplets hitting the ground intensified, and struck the ears of Christian in the room, who was being sinful inside. The angry wind blowing outside was now banging on the solid doors of her room as if trying to break in, but the protectiveness of those doors did not allow them. He realized that it was raining but it did not make any sense to him. He caressed the girl’s waist who was trembling beneath him, without paying attention to what was happening outside. Her curves were soft and deep. Her skin was smooth and felt wonderful against his rough wide palm. It was as if cream was crawling down his skin, giving him a kind of satisfaction. The hotness of her skin was a cherry on top. He was mesmerized by the touch of her ski