24. Challenge

Hooriya looked around her room. There was a single bed in the middle and a cupboard against the right wall. A study table was set in the corner. A dressing table. A couch to her left and there was a big window on the front wall. The room was elegant and spacious compared to her room back in the brothel.

Hooriya slid his coat down her arms as she draped it over the chair. She ambled to the dressing table and stared at her reflection in the mirror.

Her hands on their own went to her waist as she touched it slightly only to wince in pain.

She pulled the material of her shirt up and her chin trembled at the sight of a big dark purple bruise on her skin. It has been days, the bruising was still there. She slowly pulled the zipper of her back down only to reveal more bruises that litter her back. It bruised this badly because Hunain had kicked her while wearing his boots, the heel of it had caused more damage.

She heard a sharp intake of breath and she abruptly pivoted around. Her wide eye