Riyaz Ahmad
Riyaz Ahmad's Book(1)
His villain
Others "I am merely a performer. I am not a whore or an object to satisfy your desires," tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke.
"I don't care," he retorted callously.
"Fuck you," she spat, her voice trembling with anger and defiance.
"That was precisely my intention, Ms. Ferrari," he smirked, his eyes filled with an unholy desire.
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"Take off your clothes."
Her eyes widened in shock, and instinctively, she acted on her first impulse-running towards the door. But before she could reach the lock, a strong, muscular hand stopped her efforts. She struggled to remove his hand, but her attempts proved futile. Shaking her head in defiance, she refused his demeaning command. She would accept any condition he set forth at that moment, but stripping in front of him was a line she wouldn't cross.
She felt his breath on her exposed neck, his orders and demands devoid of any semblance of humanity.
In an instant, her body was forcefully thrown onto the nearby couch as he loomed over her petite figure, his hands planted firmly on either side of her head, his expression deadly.
"If you can't comply, I can always call my guards to do it for you. Shall I?" he hissed, his words venomous. She wished for a natural disaster to befall her, to erase her existence from his presence. The hand on her right side retreated as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Her eyes widened, realizing that he was a man of his word. No one should dare to play with fire when they were unaware of the consequences. She wriggled beneath him, emitting a raspy cry. Before he could make the call, she blurted out her answer. "I'll do it."
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