Chapter 45. Feud

Half an hour elapsed, and now she sat in her new office allotted to her.

It was more spacious and vast than her previous office. It had an exceptional ventilating system, and it felt cosy. Through the large window, you could have a view of almost the whole city. A large sofa was on the left. And the table was also huge and well-organized.

It was much better than her previous one but she wasn't happy. She felt aloof from all things. Her heart felt down and empty.

All in all, she was depressed and anxious. The only thing that she wanted the most out of all was to somehow get out of Shehryaar's clasps.

She couldn't talk back to him; she couldn't resist his touches because it was engraved within her mind what he could do if things didn't go his way. He would go to every length to ensure that what was leaving his lips became the truth.

She vividly remembers that night she had denied him a lot of times, but every time, he drove that resistance out of her