She won't

The building manager. He was a kind man who always listened to and acted on the Sharma sister’s complaints. In part he was the reason they acted like they owned the place. The women had him wrapped around their fingers.

Allen’s eyes darkened as he exchanged a glance with Sakshi. Kavya’s breath hitched, her body tensing. For the first time since this ordeal began, she felt a flicker of hope.

The knocking came again, more impatient this time.

Allen reacted quickly. He reached down, grabbing Kavya by the wrist and yanking her out of the shower. Water dripped from her soaked body as she stumbled onto the cold tiles, her mind spinning.

“Dry her face. Now,” he ordered Sakshi in a low voice.

Sakshi gulped, too rattled to disobey. Her hands trembled as she wiped the excess water from her sister’s cheeks.

Allen’s fingers dug into her wrist, pulling her toward the door. He leaned in, his voice like a whisper.

“You’re going to answer him,” he murmured. “And you’re going to smile.”

Kavya’s heartbeat thundered in her ears. This was her chance. If she screamed—if she made a run for it—maybe, just maybe, she could get out of this.

Allen seemed to read her thoughts because his grip tightened.

“Don’t even think about it.”

Another knock.

“Kavya? I know you’re home. What’s wrong?”

Allen guided her toward the door but stayed just out of sight. He nodded toward it. “Just your head. Nothing else.”

Kavya swallowed hard and hesitated for only a moment before Allen slowly cracked the door open—just enough to peek her head out.

The manager stood there, arms crossed, his expression tight with concern. His eyes immediately scanned her face.

“You okay?” he asked. “I saw that asshole Allen go in earlier with Sakshi.” His gaze flicked past her shoulder, trying to catch a glimpse of the room behind her.

Kavya’s pulse pounded. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

Allen’s presence loomed just out of view. His grip on her wrist sent a clear message: Say the wrong thing, and you’ll regret it.

She **** a small, stiff smile. “Yeah,” she managed, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m fine. Sorry it took so long, I was bathing, I’m not even fully dressed right now hence the rudeness of not answering the door properly, I’m sorry Davey”

The manager frowned. “You sure? You don’t look—”

“She’s fine,” Sakshi interjected smoothly as she stepped into the background of the manager’s view, her voice calm yet firm.

The manager’s expression hardened. “Sakshi? What’s happening where’s that man”

Kavya’s breath caught in her throat.

Sakshi didn’t miss a beat. “Didn’t want to scare you” she said with a casual chuckle. “Didn’t think you’d appreciate me telling you I’ve started to date the man I’ve given you so much grief about lol”

The manager hesitated, his suspicion lingering. He studied Kavya’s face again.

Her **** smile held. Barely.

Finally, after a long moment, the manager exhaled sharply and nodded. “Alright,” he said reluctantly. “Just making sure. If you need anything, you can tell me. Got it?”

Kavya hesitated.

Allen’s grip on her bound arms tightened ever so slightly.

She swallowed and gave a small nod. “Got it.”

The manager lingered for another second before finally stepping back.

“Good day, then.”

Kavya watched as he walked away. Every step he took felt like another chance slipping through her fingers.

The second the door clicked shut, Allen’s hand slid from her wrist to the back of her neck.

His voice was almost amused as he whispered, “Nice try.”

Sakshi chuckled from across the room. “Guess she’s getting the hang of following orders, huh?”

Allen smirked. “She’s learning.”

He turned her around, guiding her back toward the bathroom with a sharp push

“Now, where were we?” Allen said as he gave Kavya's ass a loud smack.

This couldn’t be happening. Kavya thought as her world continued to crash around her.

But it was.