4. The Chaos.

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As I slowly tried to open my eyes, the first thing I saw was the dark-colored walls surrounding me, dimly lit

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As I slowly tried to open my eyes, the first thing I saw was the dark-colored walls surrounding me, dimly lit. When I attempted to free myself, I realized my hands were bound with thick brown ropes, and my legs were also tied. Sharp pain shot through my hands as I noticed dark and red bruises, causing intense discomfort. Blood near my lips confirmed the severity of the situation. Suddenly, a man approached me, his well-built, muscular frame suggesting he wasn't a typical kidnapper or gangster. His attire—white shirt, black pants, and a blazer—spoke of sophistication.

      (Bookwormies, you can imagine the room where the samaira has been kept, which is somewhat similar like this

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      (Bookwormies, you can imagine the room where the samaira has been kept, which is somewhat similar like this. )

Well, Ms Samaira shaikh has finally woken up.

"What do you want, asshole", I said.

Calm down, lady. I don't want anything. My boss wants to meet you; it's his business. I'm merely his manager, following his orders," Rahil explained. "But, I must say, Ms. Samaira, you are truly beautiful."

"Release me, you bloody rascal," I retorted.

"Of course, after you meet my boss," Rahil replied. "And who the hell is your boss, and why does he want to meet me?" I demanded.

"Why are you so impatient? Just wait a little bit; you'll get answers to all your questions," Rahil said before leaving.

"Why are you so impatient? Just wait a little bit; you'll get answers to all your questions," Rahil said before leaving

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