9. Entering

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Haseena's POV

I entered Salim's house with Anubhav sir by my side. I was in awe looking at his house. It is a lavish house indeed. I saw Salim sitting on a blue velvet throne which really suited his room unlike him. He looked like some monster sitting on his throne is about to torture us.

"Assalamualaikum maulvi ji!" Anubhav greeted him and I just bowed while bringing my curved palm till my face doing the common gesture of greeting.

He looked at me and ran his filthy gaze all over my body checking me out from top to bottom. He had done the same thing when I had met him at his masjid. Oh how badly I wanted to dig those eyes!

"Maulvi ji yahi ladki ki baat hum kar rahe the, chalegi na?" Anubhav asked him. He gave a slick smile

" Chalegi nahi daudegi!" He said sounding like a total pervert which he is actually.

" Magar mujhe lag raha hai jaise Maine inhe kahin pehle bhi dekha hai" I knew this question would come and I had prepared an answer too.

" Wo mein aapse milne ek baar masjid aayi thi maulvi ji" I said.

" Ji maulvi ji aur jab maine isse kaha ki maulvi ji jo ek naukrani chahiye toh ye toh bohot khush ho gayi ji!" He said. Total lies!

" Thik hai thik hai tum jao, mujhe thoda akele mein baat karna hai isse!" No I don't want to be alone with this man, this filthy man. Anubhav sir nodded at him and looked at me once before leaving the room. His eyes showed something I craved, I craved for years, I craved NOW.

I gulped as i became alone with this man sitting in front of me.

" Naam kya hai tumhara?" He asked looking at me while I looked at the floor. I could feel his dirty gaze.

" Ji Afreen, Afreen Amit" I replied.

"Uff tumhara naam banyan karta hai tumhe, khubsurat Afreen!" He said while I acted shy.

" Khadi kyun ho, baitho na!" He said I was about to sit on the floor when I heard him saying.

" Arey wahan nahi, yahan!" I looked at his hand which patted his thigh for me to sit on. Lust had filled his eyes.

"Mein wahan kaise?" I tried to get out of this situation trying to look innocent.

"Areyy baitho afreen" he said sounding like a total pervert. I proceeded towards him with no choice left. No no no god please, save me...

.......KNOCK.....

irritation filled his face as he shouted who? The door opened. There stood Anubhav sir with some other man. Salim grew serious when he saw that man. He irritatedly left the room. I went towards sir and walked with him to meet the other members of the family. I could feel him taking one two glances of me whereas i must have done it many times...hehe

"Thik Hain aap?" He asked in his husky voice. His voice was low making it sound more deep and bringing shivers to my body. I don't know how this man manages to give me chills with just his voice.

"Hum kuch puch rahe hain?" His other voice brought me back.

"Umm sorry, ji hum thik Hain!" I replied nervously.

" Sach bataiye, kuch kaha use?" He asked but before I could answer I heard the voice of a woman. We looked at the front to find a Woman standing, she seems to be in her late 80s. She had worn a bright yellow salwar suit with dupatta covering her head. The colour complemented her Indian skin tone.

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