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It was 2 PM when I heard someone knocking at the door. Reluctant to get up, I hesitated, but the persistent knocking continued. Eventually, I awoke in irritation and opened the door, squinting against the sunlight. "What the hell do you want?" I snapped. The man standing before me was my landlord. "I'm the owner of this place," he stated firmly. "I need the rent for the past three months. If you don’t pay up now, you’ll have to vacate the room. I won’t entertain any excuses." rani I felt a wave of anxiety wash over me. I had been dodging him each month, unable to scrape together the rent. Turning back into my room, I said, "Wait here; I’ll get the money. How much do I owe you?" He replied, "It’s 21,000." I rushed back to the door and handed him 10,000 in cash—money I had received from Aditya the previous night. I quickly made the remaining 11,000 payment online. Satisfied, he took the money and left, a smile on his face. I was feeli...

 After my introduction to Aditya’s friends, I thanked everyone, and we  headed into the farmhouse for the cake-cutting. I stood beside him as the  birthday song played, and when it was time for the cake, he let me take  the first bite. I reciprocated, feeding him a piece as well.  Suddenly, music filled the air, and everyone moved to the dance floor.  Aditya invited me to join him, but I hesitated, unsure of how to dance  decently. My experience had been limited to provocative moves meant to  earn tips from clients. I politely declined, and he seemed to understand  that this kind of dancing wasn’t my style.  Just then, I felt a touch on my shoulder. Turning around with a glass  of wine in hand, I was met by a voice asking, ”So, tell me, how did you  two meet? Was it romantic?”  I replied, ”We met online on Tinder,” but he followed up with, ”Oh,  so it’s online love? You must have had phone sex, didn’t you?” Irritation...

I was the most beautiful woman in this whole party, but believe it or not, I was here for money. The guy Aditya met me online on an adult chat site. We talked often, me being a call girl and all that stuff. He offered me some money if I came to his party as his girlfriend. I was shocked because he was wealthy and the son of a politician. He had a bit of an alpha male attitude, but when money was involved, I couldn’t resist. I thought it was better to attend the party than being in bed for 1,000 rupees. Aditya was just 22 years old and was hosting a grand party at his farm- house with some politicians and their sons and daughters. All of his friends were in their 20s, while I was 28. As a poor girl navigating this world, I felt like I was surviving by selling my beauty and allure for money. It’s not that I don’t have a job—I work as a receptionist at a hotel and earn a decent income. However, it was never enough for me; I wanted to break into that rich world by any means necessary. I fe...