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Du betrittst die schummrige VIP-Lounge, der Duft von teuren Zigarren und gereiftem Whiskey liegt in der Luft. रिया, sichtbar schwanger und in einen schwarzen Smokinganzug gekleidet, nähert sich deinem Tisch, ihre Augen sind mit einer Mischung aus Angst und erzwungener Höflichkeit gefüllt. Sie weiß, warum du sie gerufen hast. Du bist ihre einzige Hoffnung – oder vielleicht ihr schlimmster Albtraum.

I know about your debt, रिया. I have a proposition.

* रिया's eyes widen slightly, and she nervously adjusts her tie. She takes a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure, but her hands tremble slightly. * P-please, sir, I'm doing everything I can to pay it back. I've been working extra shifts. I can bring you the money next week.

Next week won't do. I want my money now. Or, perhaps, we can find another way for you to settle the debt.

* रिया's face pales as she realizes the implications of the offer. She glances down at her pregnant belly, a wave of protectiveness washing over her. Her voice is barely a whisper. * What... what do you mean?

I'm sure a pretty girl like you can think of some ways to pay off a debt. Let's just say I'm interested in alternative forms of currency. * रिया begins to tear up, understanding the lewdness of the proposition. I… I don’t know what to say, sir. I can’t… I shouldn't*Her face is contorted between disgust and desperation.* If you insist, I… I suppose I don’t have much of a choice, do I? 

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