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Chapter 37: The return (Act 15)
Lina’s hands trembled in Rahim’s grip, her throat tightening as she prepared to unveil the truth. She couldn’t bring herself to meet his eyes, her gaze locked on their intertwined fingers resting on the table. Tears spilled down her cheeks, hot and unrelenting. This was the moment she had feared, the moment she would finally confess everything.
"Rahim," she began, her voice barely above a whisper, choked with emotion. "This is what happened that day... during the stock checking at the shop."
Rahim’s expression shifted from concern to eagerness, his brow furrowing. "Tell me...please..?"
She took a shaky breath, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest. "You asked Ravi and Kumar to help me with the stock checking. And... things... they got out of hand."
"Out of hand? What do you mean?" he pressed, his voice tense but still steady.
Lina swallowed hard, her throat dry. "At first, it was just them helping... but then... they started flirting with me. Separately, at different times. I tried to ignore them, Rahim. I swear I did. But Ravi... he was so aggressive. He kept making comments, hinting at things..."
Rahim’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t interrupt, letting her continue.
"Then... I was on the small stairs, checking the higher shelves. I slipped... and Ravi caught me," she said, her voice breaking. "They both carried me to the back room because I was in pain...my ankles, my neck, my hips. They said they needed to help me."
Rahim’s grip on her hands tightened further, his knuckles white. "Go on."
"They... they wanted to apply some deep heat rub to ease the pain," she continued, tears streaming down her face. "They made me lie face down on the bed. Ravi started massaging my legs, and Kumar worked on my neck and back. But then..."
"Then what?" Rahim asked, his voice low and controlled, though she could hear the anger simmering beneath the surface.
"Ravi... he started lifting my skirt higher and higher, saying he needed to massage more of my thighs for 'overall relief,'" she confessed, her voice trembling with shame. "And Kumar... he undid my blouse. He said it was to rub my back properly. My bra strap was all that was left covering me.
Their hands... they were everywhere, Rahim. I told them to stop, I said it was enough, but they wouldn’t listen. They said it would help me recover faster... that you would approve. I... I didn’t know what to do. I felt trapped."
Rahim’s face darkened, a storm of emotions swirling in his eyes...anger, disbelief, and something deeper, something raw and painful. "Lina," he said slowly, his voice strained, "why didn’t you call me straightaway? Why did you let them..."
"I didn’t let them!" she cried, cutting him off, her voice laced with desperation. "I didn’t want this, Rahim. I felt so powerless. I didn’t know how to stop them without making things worse. I was scared... and now I feel like I’ve betrayed you."
The room fell silent except for the sound of Lina’s stifled sobs. Rahim released her hands, running his fingers through his hair as he processed her words. His jaw clenched, and he looked away, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths.
"Ravi and Kumar," he muttered under his breath, his tone venomous. "I trusted them. I thought they were helping you."
"They weren’t," Lina whispered, her voice barely audible. "It wasn’t help, Rahim. It was... it was something else."
He turned back to her, his eyes searching hers for answers. "Did they... did they do anything else?" he asked hesitantly, the question hanging heavily between them.
Lina hesitated, her lips quivering as she struggled to find the words. Her chest heaved with shallow breaths, and her hands clenched the edge of the table for support. Tears streamed down her face as she began to narrate the second part of the story, her voice trembling with a mix of shame and fear.
"Rahim," she started, her voice barely audible, "it got worse... so much worse."
Rahim’s eyes bore into hers, his expression a mixture of anger and disbelief. He leaned forward, his fists clenched on the table.
"Tell me everything," he demanded, his voice low and controlled but laced with tension.
Lina took a shuddering breath, her gaze dropping to the floor. "After they started massaging me... Ravi... he..." She choked back a sob, her voice breaking. "He said my skirt was getting in the way. He told me it was... it was necessary to take it off for 'better access.' I-I didn’t want to, Rahim. I told him no, but he didn’t listen. He just... he just pulled it off me. And then Kumar... he did the same with my blouse. Suddenly, I was only in my panties and bra."
Rahim’s jaw tightened, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the edge of the table. His voice was strained when he spoke. "They stripped you? What the hell were they thinking?"
Lina nodded weakly, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I felt so exposed, Rahim. I begged them to stop. I told them it was enough, that I didn’t need any more massage. But they... they just laughed.
Ravi said I was being too shy, that it was all for my 'well-being.' Kumar... he said it was normal, that I should just relax."
Her voice faltered as she continued, her body trembling with the memory. "Then... Ravi... he touched my panties. He said he needed to remove them to work on my hips properly. I panicked, Rahim. I told him no, I tried to get up, but he pushed me back down. And Kumar... he undid my bra strap. They had me completely... completely naked."
Rahim’s face darkened, his nostrils flaring as he absorbed her words. "They stripped you completely?" he seethed, his voice rising slightly. "And you let them?"
"I didn’t let them!" Lina cried, her voice breaking with desperation. "I tried to stop them, Rahim. I tried to get up, to leave, but they overpowered me. They held me down, and... and they started making these crude comments. Ravi said... he said my body was too tempting to resist. Kumar... he called me his 'little goddess.' I felt so helpless, Rahim. I didn’t know what to do."
Her voice dropped to a whisper as she continued, her words coming out in shaky bursts. "Then... Ravi’s hand... it moved to my... my pussy. He said he wanted to 'relax' me further. And Kumar... he started kneading my breasts. They kept saying it was all part of the massage, that it would help me feel better. But it wasn’t helping, Rahim. It was... it was violating me."
Rahim slammed his fist on the table, his face contorted with rage. "Those bastards," he growled under his breath, his voice trembling with suppressed fury. He looked at Lina, his eyes filled with a mix of pain and anger. "Why didn’t you scream? Why didn’t you fight harder?"
"I did fight, Rahim!" Lina sobbed, her voice breaking. "But they were stronger than me. They pinned me down, and they wouldn’t let go. I was so scared... I didn’t know what else to do."
Rahim stood abruptly, pacing the room as he ran a hand through his hair. His breathing was heavy, his entire body tense with anger. "I trusted them," he muttered, his voice low and dangerous. "I thought they were friends. And they... they betrayed me. They violated my wife."
Lina reached out to him, her hand trembling. "Rahim, please... I’m so sorry. I didn’t want this to happen. I feel like I’ve failed you."
He stopped pacing and turned to face her, his expression softening slightly despite the anger still burning in his eyes. "You didn’t fail me, Lina," he said firmly, though his voice cracked with emotion. "This isn’t your fault. Those... those animals are to blame. I just... I need to process this."
Rahim remained seated, his jaw clenched so tightly it looked like it might shatter. His hands were fists on the table, his knuckles white from the pressure. He leaned forward slightly, his gaze piercing into Lina’s tear-stained face. “Tell me everything, Lina. Don’t leave anything out.” he demanded, his voice low and strained, the anger barely contained.
Lina’s breath hitched, and she swallowed hard, her throat dry and tight. She hesitated, her eyes darting away from him as if she couldn’t bear to look him in the eye while recounting what came next. “It… it gets worse, Rahim,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I warned you. Please… I’m not sure you’re ready to hear this.”
Lina’s hands trembled in Rahim’s grip, her throat tightening as she prepared to unveil the truth. She couldn’t bring herself to meet his eyes, her gaze locked on their intertwined fingers resting on the table. Tears spilled down her cheeks, hot and unrelenting. This was the moment she had feared, the moment she would finally confess everything.
"Rahim," she began, her voice barely above a whisper, choked with emotion. "This is what happened that day... during the stock checking at the shop."
Rahim’s expression shifted from concern to eagerness, his brow furrowing. "Tell me...please..?"
She took a shaky breath, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest. "You asked Ravi and Kumar to help me with the stock checking. And... things... they got out of hand."
"Out of hand? What do you mean?" he pressed, his voice tense but still steady.
Lina swallowed hard, her throat dry. "At first, it was just them helping... but then... they started flirting with me. Separately, at different times. I tried to ignore them, Rahim. I swear I did. But Ravi... he was so aggressive. He kept making comments, hinting at things..."
Rahim’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t interrupt, letting her continue.
"Then... I was on the small stairs, checking the higher shelves. I slipped... and Ravi caught me," she said, her voice breaking. "They both carried me to the back room because I was in pain...my ankles, my neck, my hips. They said they needed to help me."
Rahim’s grip on her hands tightened further, his knuckles white. "Go on."
"They... they wanted to apply some deep heat rub to ease the pain," she continued, tears streaming down her face. "They made me lie face down on the bed. Ravi started massaging my legs, and Kumar worked on my neck and back. But then..."
"Then what?" Rahim asked, his voice low and controlled, though she could hear the anger simmering beneath the surface.
"Ravi... he started lifting my skirt higher and higher, saying he needed to massage more of my thighs for 'overall relief,'" she confessed, her voice trembling with shame. "And Kumar... he undid my blouse. He said it was to rub my back properly. My bra strap was all that was left covering me.
Their hands... they were everywhere, Rahim. I told them to stop, I said it was enough, but they wouldn’t listen. They said it would help me recover faster... that you would approve. I... I didn’t know what to do. I felt trapped."
Rahim’s face darkened, a storm of emotions swirling in his eyes...anger, disbelief, and something deeper, something raw and painful. "Lina," he said slowly, his voice strained, "why didn’t you call me straightaway? Why did you let them..."
"I didn’t let them!" she cried, cutting him off, her voice laced with desperation. "I didn’t want this, Rahim. I felt so powerless. I didn’t know how to stop them without making things worse. I was scared... and now I feel like I’ve betrayed you."
The room fell silent except for the sound of Lina’s stifled sobs. Rahim released her hands, running his fingers through his hair as he processed her words. His jaw clenched, and he looked away, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths.
"Ravi and Kumar," he muttered under his breath, his tone venomous. "I trusted them. I thought they were helping you."
"They weren’t," Lina whispered, her voice barely audible. "It wasn’t help, Rahim. It was... it was something else."
He turned back to her, his eyes searching hers for answers. "Did they... did they do anything else?" he asked hesitantly, the question hanging heavily between them.
Lina hesitated, her lips quivering as she struggled to find the words. Her chest heaved with shallow breaths, and her hands clenched the edge of the table for support. Tears streamed down her face as she began to narrate the second part of the story, her voice trembling with a mix of shame and fear.
"Rahim," she started, her voice barely audible, "it got worse... so much worse."
Rahim’s eyes bore into hers, his expression a mixture of anger and disbelief. He leaned forward, his fists clenched on the table.
"Tell me everything," he demanded, his voice low and controlled but laced with tension.
Lina took a shuddering breath, her gaze dropping to the floor. "After they started massaging me... Ravi... he..." She choked back a sob, her voice breaking. "He said my skirt was getting in the way. He told me it was... it was necessary to take it off for 'better access.' I-I didn’t want to, Rahim. I told him no, but he didn’t listen. He just... he just pulled it off me. And then Kumar... he did the same with my blouse. Suddenly, I was only in my panties and bra."
Rahim’s jaw tightened, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the edge of the table. His voice was strained when he spoke. "They stripped you? What the hell were they thinking?"
Lina nodded weakly, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I felt so exposed, Rahim. I begged them to stop. I told them it was enough, that I didn’t need any more massage. But they... they just laughed.
Ravi said I was being too shy, that it was all for my 'well-being.' Kumar... he said it was normal, that I should just relax."
Her voice faltered as she continued, her body trembling with the memory. "Then... Ravi... he touched my panties. He said he needed to remove them to work on my hips properly. I panicked, Rahim. I told him no, I tried to get up, but he pushed me back down. And Kumar... he undid my bra strap. They had me completely... completely naked."
Rahim’s face darkened, his nostrils flaring as he absorbed her words. "They stripped you completely?" he seethed, his voice rising slightly. "And you let them?"
"I didn’t let them!" Lina cried, her voice breaking with desperation. "I tried to stop them, Rahim. I tried to get up, to leave, but they overpowered me. They held me down, and... and they started making these crude comments. Ravi said... he said my body was too tempting to resist. Kumar... he called me his 'little goddess.' I felt so helpless, Rahim. I didn’t know what to do."
Her voice dropped to a whisper as she continued, her words coming out in shaky bursts. "Then... Ravi’s hand... it moved to my... my pussy. He said he wanted to 'relax' me further. And Kumar... he started kneading my breasts. They kept saying it was all part of the massage, that it would help me feel better. But it wasn’t helping, Rahim. It was... it was violating me."
Rahim slammed his fist on the table, his face contorted with rage. "Those bastards," he growled under his breath, his voice trembling with suppressed fury. He looked at Lina, his eyes filled with a mix of pain and anger. "Why didn’t you scream? Why didn’t you fight harder?"
"I did fight, Rahim!" Lina sobbed, her voice breaking. "But they were stronger than me. They pinned me down, and they wouldn’t let go. I was so scared... I didn’t know what else to do."
Rahim stood abruptly, pacing the room as he ran a hand through his hair. His breathing was heavy, his entire body tense with anger. "I trusted them," he muttered, his voice low and dangerous. "I thought they were friends. And they... they betrayed me. They violated my wife."
Lina reached out to him, her hand trembling. "Rahim, please... I’m so sorry. I didn’t want this to happen. I feel like I’ve failed you."
He stopped pacing and turned to face her, his expression softening slightly despite the anger still burning in his eyes. "You didn’t fail me, Lina," he said firmly, though his voice cracked with emotion. "This isn’t your fault. Those... those animals are to blame. I just... I need to process this."
Rahim remained seated, his jaw clenched so tightly it looked like it might shatter. His hands were fists on the table, his knuckles white from the pressure. He leaned forward slightly, his gaze piercing into Lina’s tear-stained face. “Tell me everything, Lina. Don’t leave anything out.” he demanded, his voice low and strained, the anger barely contained.
Lina’s breath hitched, and she swallowed hard, her throat dry and tight. She hesitated, her eyes darting away from him as if she couldn’t bear to look him in the eye while recounting what came next. “It… it gets worse, Rahim,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I warned you. Please… I’m not sure you’re ready to hear this.”
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