Dori couldn't believe what she'd heard. Yes, she was completely attracted to Oman, she kissed him, shamelessly, however, she wasn't that shameless!
She got up quickly from his lap, her expression closed and Oman was confused. Then he laughed scornfully.
"Well, don't tell me that now you're going to pretend." He mocked and she took a deep breath of air, even though she felt like it wasn't enough. Her heart was being crushed.
'But it's my fault. I deluded myself into thinking he would really like me!'
"I'm not a prostitute, sir!" She said, holding back tears.
"And did I say you were?" He chuckled. "Some women don't need to be paid for this. They are lower than courtesans."
His words were like slaps to Dori's face. She put a hand to her chest, feeling that her poor heart would no longer be able to beat.
