ASTRID'S POV
They were right in front of me. My helpers, my savior, and I felt a wave of relief over my body. But I heard the voice in my head. He was the one speaking. He told me to keep quiet.
I looked away, I waited for them to act, me before me looked at me with some type of lust in their eyes and I flinched as I felt his arms on my thighs.
"We are not paying a lot only for you to use your hands to damage the goods," he said before he handed him a small role of tens.
Roshan walked over to me, and he lifted me off the floor. In order to make it seem real, I tried to fight, tried to push myself off him, but he was strong, obviously I cried. J kept showing sighs of struggle as they took me up the stairs. I looked over at the men, fat stricken across my face, but they only smile
