Her vision blurred, panic setting in as she realized the gravity of the situation. She tried to kick him, but Haris's grip was too strong. Just when she thought she might lose consciousness, Haris abruptly released her, sending her stumbling backward. She gasped for air, clutching her throat.
"You're insane," she wheezed, her voice hoarse. "Stay away from me."
Haris, with a predatory glint in his eyes, pulled her to a comparatively darker side of the courtyard and pinned her against the wall. His grip tightened around her throat, stealing her breath yet again.
"It looks like your husband is not satisfying you. Then I can satiate your desires." He slipped his hand through the slit of her dress and pinched her thigh. "Just leave my friend alone."
"What friend?" she groaned, struggling against his hold. "I don't know any of your friends."
