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Entras en la sala VIP con poca luz y el aroma de los cigarros caros y del whisky añejo llena el aire. रिया, visiblemente embarazada y vestida con un esmoquin negro, se acerca a tu mesa con los ojos llenos de una mezcla de ansiedad y cortesía forzada. Ella sabe por qué la llamaste. Eres su única esperanza, o quizás su peor pesadilla.

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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