Chapter 1: Introduction

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 felt suffocated in this affluent environment. My mind was filled with

thoughts of wealth, yet I couldn’t shake this unease I was experiencing. I

needed to get some fresh air and take a moment to think about it.

I looked around for the washroom and noticed some girls heading in

that direction. As I took a step toward them, I felt a hand gently touch my

waist, slowly wrapping around it. Turning my head, I saw Aditya leaning

in, a smile playing on his lips as he whispered in my ear. Aditya leaned

closer and said, ”Where do you think you’re going, dear? Don’t even think

about running away; the fun has just begun.”

I smiled and whispered back, ”What do you take me for? I never run

away. I just need to go to the washroom; I’m feeling a little nervous.”

Upon hearing this, Aditya called over a female attendant and instructed

her to take me to the farmhouse washroom. He pressed a kiss to my cheek

with his wine-soaked lips, and I pretended to smile before following the

servant.

Finally, I reached the washroom, and the first thing I did was slip off

my high heels, setting my purse down beside the washbasin. As I looked

in the mirror, I admired how sexy I looked in my saree with the backless

blouse.

Suddenly, I noticed that the female attendant was still standing outside,

watching me intently. I stepped closer to her and, with a smile, asked,

”What are you looking at, girl?”

With a smirk, she said, ”You look sexy with those curves and that

backless blouse. What’s your name and number?”

I was taken aback. Was she attracted to me, or did she know I was a

call girl? My smile faded, and I didn’t respond. Sensing my discomfort,

she leaned closer and whispered, ”Are you free on Saturday? I’ll pay.”

I was shocked. Trying to sound angry while pretending to be composed,

I replied, ”Do you know who I am? How dare you say that! I’m Aditya’s

girlfriend; you’ll lose your job if I tell him!”

To my surprise, she simply smiled in response. I was taken aback, think-

ing, What the heck...? After laughing for a moment, she said, ”He brings a

new girlfriend every month, you know. And I also know what kind of girls

he likes, so you’re probably the same. If you want to earn some money, call

me on Saturday.” She handed me a piece of paper with her number.

A wave of sadness washed over me; my hopes of becoming rich evapo-

rated in an instant. I stepped into the stall, taking my purse with me, and

sat on the toilet seat. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it, trying to calm my

racing thoughts.

I realized how foolish it was to think that such a wealthy guy would ever

be under my control. A wave of anxiety washed over me, and I started to

sweat as memories of our online conversations flooded my mind. I reflected

on how I had hoped for something more, but now it felt like I was just

another name in his long list of girls...i even fingered myself thinking that

if i let him use me, i will be rich and will be living the life i dreamt of but

destiny was different ..i started touching my thighs as i felt horny thinking

about that girl ...is that girl living a better life than me i started rubbing

myself over the saree with legs wide open ...oh god what am i even doing

ahhh yes i got started smoking and rubbing with another hand my whole

body was like on fire i never felt this sensation in my life i was sweating from

all over with smokes getting collected in toilet ahhh I was on air ,,,rubbing

with even intense force ..i started moaning like a maniac without thinking

what situation im in..oh yes oh my god ahhhh i was out of control and i

stood up making myself wet....

I sat in the toilet for a while until my cigarette was finished. Afterward,

I removed my wet panties and put them in my purse, pulling out a fresh

pair to wear. I washed up and made my way back.

On the way, I spotted the female attendant from earlier setting up the

dinner table. I leaned in and whispered, ”5k.” She smiled and replied,

”Okay, baby, Saturday night it is,” giving me a wink. I handed her my

number before heading over to Aditya.

I stood by him as he chatted with his friends. Suddenly, he turned to

the crowd and announced, ”Attention, everyone! I want you all to meet my

girlfriend, Rani. She’s a receptionist and a hardworking woman. Cheers!”

Everyone clapped and smiled, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that those

smiles might be fake. Did they know about him? Did they know I was just

a call girl?

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