Rumeysa shrugged of whatever she was feeling and processed what the handsome devil had told her. Was he trying to isolate and starve me? Psychology? Well, he is in for a big disappointment. She thought smirking. She had lived on the streets and hunger was nothing new to her. As for the isolation from contact with other fellow humans, well, she is an introvert by nature and the only ones she interacted with were the angels at the orphanage and her elder sister and mentor.
Well, I hope you have fun watching me, she thought as she flexed her arms that were somehow untied somewhere between his sinful whispers and the stolen kiss. It was the beginning of a very interesting week for Muntaha.
