"What happened to you ?" Chandni asked, all her irritation or anger vanishing, all that was left was the concern for this unknown woman.

Raising her hand she cupped her cheeks and wiped the blood oozing out of her lips.

"Are you okay sister ? Who hurted you," Chandni asked one after another, her voice becoming soft and warm with every word.

Chandni was treating the unknown person as she was made up of the most precious glass.

Hearing the concern in her voice the lady broke down into sobs. Chandni's eyes widened seeing the lady crying like a baby.

She passed the bottle to her other hand and circled her arm around the crying lady.

"Shh.. Don't cry sister," she whispered softly, wiping the tears off her cheek.

By the marks and bruises on her face she knew that someone has assaulted her and by the kind of dress she was wearing, Chandni assumed the lady was a prostitute.

"Did your customer do this to you," she asked, rubbing her hand up and down on her shivering arms, that lady nodded her head in response.

"He is a monster," the lady sobbed harder in Chandni's arms.

"My friend is still with him. He is going to rape her please save her. No one is helping us even my boss is hell bound to end our life please save us Miss. I will owe you my life."

"Rape? " Chandni whispered, of all those words the word rape caught her attention the most.

"Yes, please save her sister. She is of your age."

"I..." the way the lady was shivering and telling about the man was making Chandni anxious and afraid. She wanted to help the girls but her sixth sense was saying there is something off.

Chandni was perplexed for a second and thought about asking help from Sabiq.

She even turned around to go to Sabiq and tell him about this woman, however as soon as she took a step ahead she noticed Arjun, one of Sabiq's men, manhandling a young girl. The girl was looking down as he continued to touch her inappropriately.

Chandni's lips curled into disgust.

She was an idiot to think that Sabiq would help her. His own most trusted man was molesting a young girl, he was there in the vip room trading young girls. How can she even think that he will help her.

She turned to the woman and held her elbow, she said,"Tell me who has hurted you."

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Chandni's Pov

My heart was pounding in my chest as the lady held my hand bringing me to the room where her friend was trapped with a rapist.

I was trying to be strong only for the woman with me.

Her condition was pitiful. Her makeup was messed up, one side of her face was swollen and the corners of her lips were bleeding.

I know this woman is a prostitute and she might have faced something worse than this but she does not deserve this. No one deserves to have sex without their consent. It's the biggest sin.

I really wanted to help her and her friend but something inside me was yelling at me not to.

I mean among all those people why did she ask for help from me?

"My fri-e-nd is in-sid-e wit-h t-ha-t mo-nst-er. Ple-as-e h-elp he-r," she terribly stuttered, pointing to the door in front of us.

I looked at the door.

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