The next thing Tahra saw was Munak who visibly reddened in anger as he balled up his fists together as he glared down at Taha who continued speaking with a completely flippant attitude.
"Its obvious? Its writen on my face or maybe its my hair!"
"This Bitch!!!" One of the two men that came with Munak barked, spitting out saliva fragments as he began to insult her.
"Who the hell do you think you are? You're not even that pretty. I know girls like you! You'll be begging us to mess you up before the night was over. John, can you believe her?"
"Harry, you don't need to talk too much. She's the idiot for taking our niceness with levity. The hoe doesn't know whats good for her!" The other one opened his mouth to speak speaking in an even more aggressive tone. Almost like he would have slapped Tahra if he wasn't standing too far away.
"Munak can you believe this--"
"Quiet! I'll take care of this!" Munak suddenly spoke in a deeper and more agressive tone than before as he made his way closer to where Tahra was seated.
At first Tahra wanted to remain seated but the closer he got to her, the more she felt the need to get on her feet, knowing that he would soon hover over her, something she didn't ant him to do with his size.
It wasn't until there was only about one feet between them that he finally stopped, glaring down at her with the height difference.
"I want nothing to do with you so you--" Tahra began to say, a deeper frown appearing on her face when she saw Munak raise his hands towards her.
Tahra immediately stopped speaking and moved to avoid it only to be completely shocked to feel him grab a big chunk of her hair and drag it back.
Instantly she clasped bothe hands on his hand and glared at him trying to pry his hands open only to realize that it was a lost cause.
"LET GO OF ME!!!!"
"Look at you! You smell weak but you can't keep your mouth shut. I can think of a thousand things I can clam your mouth shut with!"
"Are you crazy! LET GO OF ME!!!" Tahra screamed at him only to watch him chuckle as he grabbed her hair tighter.
At first, Tahra was scared that lashing out with her feet would be going overboard, but the more aware of his hands she was, the more she realized that the fact that he was touching her without her permission, gave her enough right to do as she liked.
"I can also imagine how pretty you'll look under--"
This time around Tahra didn't hesitate as she lashed out with her right leg smashing it in between his legs. But surprisingly she missed by a couple of inches, as Munak seemed to have realized what she was doing.
This only made him tighten his hold using her hair to pull her head down, in a way that would ensure that she could no longer attack him.
"AHHHHHHHH! INTRU--" Tahra began to yell, realizing that if she couldn't kick him off she might as well call the attention of others towards her.
But she had just spoken when she saw one of the men Munak came with dash forward towards her using a piece of cloth to cover her mouth.
Tahra panicked. She hadn't been scared before but the moment he covered her mouth she saw a trace of something in his eyes something that scared her.
"Noone's here!" Harry pointed out, confident that the others would pick up on his thoughts.
"We also offerred her money!" John also spoke but Munak didn't say anything as he continued to hold her firmly.
Tahra was terrified but she also chuckled within her as she met Munak's gaze.
'At least he looks smart,' Tahra thought to herself, knowing that if they dared to touch her, they would lose their lives.
The plan was to toy with her. Embarrass her a little before leaving, but Munak also realized when the air around Harry and John changed.
Gavni rarely did rounds and considering that she had been abandoned by her pack, it was obvious that no one cared about her.
Even if she dared to report, the matter would be swept under with how much connections he had.
'If we're fast enough, this could work. Moreover, if she likes it, it could become a common thing!' He thought to himself.
Tahra was still calm only for her eyes to widen in horror when she saw the look Munak gave her as his eyes slide down her body.
Before she knew it! she felt a tight grip around her neck just as she felt Munak let her go!"
At that very momet, Tahra no longer remained calm as she immediately began to struggle kicking out with her two legs and her the only hand she had that remained free.
'These bastards!' Tahra thought cursing them in her ehart as she felt her heart pound hard in her chest.
"Hurry! Hold her down! Hold her--" Harry began to yell at John only for the three of them to suddenly freeze as a shrill whistle could be heard in the air.
Even Tahra wasn't expecting it, moving her head in the direction it came from.
She was still wondering what was happening when she suddenly felt free, realizing that Harry had let her go.
Tahra didn't hesitate. She raised her hand and punched him right in the nose, hard enough to break his nose and for blood to immediately start streaming out of it.
"This BITCH!!" Harry screamed, shocked at the smell of blood and the instantly and sudden pain he felt. He immediately turn around with murder in his eyes diving towards Tahra for revenge only for John to stop him, and hold him back.
"Sh-she punched me! She fuck--"
"Snap out of it! You can't hit her! If you do, then she'll have evidence for when she reports!" John screamed a him but this only made Tahra smile prepared to finish what she started.
But she was just about to move forward when a series of whistles sounded and this time around even Harry could no longer continue screaming as a worried look flashed across all their faces.
Unlike Tahra who was calmer considering the fact that she was at her post.
It was clear that something big had happened even if she had no idea what it was.