"Rathore Brothel."
For a moment, my mind refused to process it.
No.
No, this can't be real.
My heart began to pound violently against my chest, each beat louder than the last. My fingers trembled as a horrifying understanding began to sink in—
This wasn't just a place.
This was a trap.
A place where people like me didn't arrive by choice…
but disappeared into.
My breathing turned shallow, panic clawing its way up my throat.
How did I get here?
Why me?
The car door was slightly open.
For a moment, I just stared at it—my breath uneven, my mind racing.
This is your chance.
With trembling hands, I pushed it open and slowly stepped out. My legs felt weak, my body still heavy from whatever they had used on me… but fear gave me strength.
And then—
I ran.
Not fast… not steady… but desperately.
Each step sent a sharp pain through my abdomen, my breath breaking with every movement. My vision blurred, but I didn't stop.
I couldn't stop.
Behind me, voices rose.
"Hey—she's running!"
Footsteps.
Fast. Closing in.
My heart pounded violently as panic took over. I tried to run faster, but my body betrayed me—my pace slowed, my strength fading too quickly.
And then—
A rough hand grabbed my arm.
I gasped, struggling instantly, trying to pull away with whatever strength I had left.
"Please—please let me go!" I cried, my voice breaking. "I don't belong here… please—"
But they didn't listen.
They never intended to.
One of them yanked me back harshly, and before I could react—
A sharp slap.
My world tilted.
I fell hard onto the ground, the impact knocking the air out of my lungs. A metallic taste filled my mouth as blood slipped from my lip. Pain shot through my abdomen, more intense than before, making it hard to even move.
Tears blurred my vision.
Everything hurt.
Everything.
And in that moment—
all the strength I thought I had…
shattered.
"Mumma…!" I screamed, my voice raw, desperate, breaking into sobs. "Mumma…!"
The word echoed into the night—
fragile, helpless…
and unanswered.
The moment they grabbed me again, everything turned into pain and panic.
Rough hands pulled me up by my hair, forcing a cry out of me that I couldn't control.
My body felt too weak to fight back properly, each movement sending sharp waves of pain through me.
"You bitch," one of them muttered coldly.
Before I could even process it, I was thrown back into the car.
The door slammed shut.
A lock clicked.
And just like that—
I was trapped again.
The engine started.
The car began moving.
But this time… it wasn't just movement.
It felt like I was being taken deeper into something I could never return from.
Through the slightly fogged window, I saw it again—the massive structure of the haveli, growing closer… darker… more real with every second.
They were driving inside.
Inside the gates.
Inside the place that had already started to feel like a nightmare made real.
I heard one of them speaking on the phone.
"Yes, madam… we've brought her."
A pause.
"Yes, she tried to run. We caught her. We're taking her inside the brothel."
Another pause.
"Tomorrow? Yes, you can come tomorrow and see her."
My breath stopped.
The words didn't feel real.
See her.
Like I was an object. A delivery. A thing.
The car kept moving further in.
The gates closed behind us.
Slowly.
Heavily.
And with that sound—
it felt like the outside world… disappeared forever.
My chest tightened as tears spilled uncontrollably. I pressed my hand against the seat, trying to steady myself, but nothing worked.
Every second deeper inside that place felt like I was losing something.
My freedom. My name. My life.
And all I could think was—
How did everything change so fast?
How did I end up here…
and why me?
They dragged me inside without another word.
My wrists burned where their grip tightened, and before I could even gather my breath, I was shoved into a room and the door slammed shut behind me.
The lock clicked.
That sound—small, ordinary—felt like something breaking inside my chest.
Through the door, their voices carried, cold and casual.
"Tomorrow the madam will decide her deal."
Then footsteps.
And silence.
For a second, I just stood there, frozen, unable to understand what was happening—like my mind refused to accept that this was real.
Then suddenly, panic returned.
I ran to the door and started hitting it with both hands.
"Please open it!" my voice cracked into desperate sobs. "Please… I don't belong here!
Let me go!"
My palms hurt. My throat burned. But I didn't stop.
I turned around, searching every corner of the room like there had to be an exit somewhere—any hidden door, any crack, any escape.
But there was nothing.
The room was beautiful… too beautiful.
Soft lighting. Clean walls. Perfectly arranged furniture.
And yet—
it felt like a cage dressed as comfort.
The beauty only made it worse. Like the world was mocking me.
My strength slowly drained out of me. My knees gave way, and I sank onto the floor.
The fight in my hands faded… then in my breath… then in my thoughts.
All that remained was shaking silence and tears I couldn't control anymore.
No one is coming, a voice inside me whispered.
My family wouldn't find me.
I didn't even know if they would believe it fast enough… or care enough… to reach me.
And suddenly, the fear shifted.
Not just of where I was…
but of being forgotten here.
I pulled my knees closer, burying my face as my sobs broke into uneven breaths.
And in that broken silence—
a name slipped out of me, almost unconsciously.
"…Kabir…"
Like a prayer.
"PLEASE GOD SEND KABIR TO RESCUE ME "
I kept praying in my heart, again and again—like my thoughts were the only thing I still owned.
Kabir… please find me.
I don't know how, but I need you.
I was sure that he must be finding as he was the last person i talked !
The last memory that kept repeating in my mind was him.
The way he had shown up before…
the way he had come back when I didn't pick up his call…
So why not now?
My phone was dead. The world felt unreachable. My breath kept breaking as I cried silently until exhaustion pulled me under.
I didn't even realize when sleep took me.
Morning came like a cruel light.
I woke up on the cold floor again, my body aching, my head heavy. For a moment I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to convince myself this was just a nightmare I would wake up from.
But it wasn't.
Footsteps.
Keys.
The door opened.
My entire body tensed instantly.
The same men stood there again.
And this time, their presence felt heavier—like something final was being decided.
"Madam is here," one of them said.
My stomach dropped.
And before I could process anything, they grabbed my arm again.
I staggered on the cold floor, pain and shock mixing together as I looked up at her.
Her voice was full of arrogance Too loud
"Welcome to Rathore Haveli, Aaira."
My breath caught.
The name itself felt like a trap snapping shut.
I pushed myself up slightly, anger cutting through fear.
"Who are you?" My voice broke, but I forced it out. "Why am I here?"
A faint smile touched her face.
"I'm Navya Bhardwaj," she said arrogantly "Owner of Rathore brothel"
The words didn't make sense at first.
But then—
my mind caught up.
Bhardwaj.
That name.
I had seen it somewhere… news articles… headlines… business reports…
Then it suddenly hit me !
Yeah ! Mahaveer bhardwaj! A powerful name !
Who has claimed that their children has nothing to do with this sin and they are going to close this awful business!
Damnn the clean image they pretended in the world !
My chest tightened.
"That's impossible…" I whispered.
Her smile widened slightly, almost mocking.
"News," she said lightly, "is just what people are allowed to see."
My blood ran cold.
She continued - And I didn't bring you here ! You were sold to us !
" What ??? I'm sold to them ! My heart trembled as soon as i heard that
Yeah! Sold by your family!!! She scoffed !
I was shocked! It felt like my soul left my body for a while !
I saw her.
My aunt.
Standing near the side.
A suitcase in her hand.
Still.
Silent.
Watching me.
My throat went dry instantly.
"No…" I breathed out. "No, no, no—" HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME AUNT ??? I screamed in pain and disbelief
The world tilted.
The betrayal felt so loud.
"THEY OFFERED GOOD MONEY IN RETURN" aunt scoffed at me !
My aunty thanked Navya and was about to go !
But i rushed towards her and felt at her feet without thinking
"Please aunty! Don't leave me here ! Please i beg you ! I'll do whatever you want but please don't sell me Please ! My voice broke into desperate sobs !
I didn't care about pride, dignity—nothing mattered except getting out.
But the response didn't come the way I prayed for.
A sharp shove pushed me away.
I lost balance and fell sideways, my shoulder hitting the floor hard.
" Leave me bitch! You deserve to be here ! Now this is your World ! My aunty scoffed
She leaned closer to me and said - "YOU KNOW NA WHY ARE YOU HERE FOR ??? TO FULFILL THEIR LUST AND DESIRE"
SATISFY YOUR CUSTOMER! AND YEAH NO COMPLAINTS ! she smirked in a evil manner !
She then left the haveli !
Those word literally broke my whole beliefs and optimisticity !
.
" SATISFY WHAT?? MY VOICE TREMBLED WITH PAIN AND SOBS!
I then went to navya and said -
"Please let me go from here ! I beg you please! "I'm like your younger sister… please… please let me go…"
For a second, silence filled the hall.
And then—
Navya's gaze hardened.
She came towards me and slapped me so hard that I felt on the ground, my abdomen ached with intense pain
"DON'T YOU DARE TO CALL YOURSELF LIKE MY SISTER,YOU WHORE - she angrily shouted!
You deserve to be here ! I paid 1000k for you !
And I want that amount doubled from you !
So be ready for what you're here ! " You slut ,she screamed !
I was helpless, ! I was just crying and panting and praying for kabir to come and rescue me !
Kabir,I whispered in pain !
"HERE IS YOUR FIRST CUSTOMER - SHE ADDED
I saw a older man standing in front of me !
He seemed so pathetic,eyes full of lust !
.he looked me up and down which made me feel as if somebody molested me !
" NEW FISH IN THE MARKET ! SHE LOOKS SOFT AND DELICATE! I'LL LOVE TO HUNT HER !' he screamed in joy and started rushing closer to me !
I said - "No please ! Don't come closer ! I began to go back !
The moment his hand reached me, my entire body froze.
He leaned closer to me and started touching my shoulder neck inappropriately!
A sharp wave of discomfort and fear ran through me—not just fear of being caught, but of everything this place represented.
Instinct took over.
I pulled back suddenly, stumbling away from him, my breathing turning uneven.
"No—don't touch me," I said, my voice trembling but firm in a way it hadn't been before.
My heart was pounding so fast it hurt.
The man moved again, blocking part of my path.
My throat tightened.
As his hand slowly reached to my dupaatta,he tried to snatch it !
But Before he could reach to my dupaatta, I gathered whatever strength I had left and slapped him so hard !
The sound echoed sharply in the hall.
"DON'T YOU DARE TO TOUCH ME,YOU BLOODY RASCAL ! I STRONGLY SAID !
My hand trembled instantly after it—shock hitting me as hard as fear.
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