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did. No. This way was safer, for him and for her.
    Completely in character now, she rang the doorbell. Mrs Bashir greeted her and ushered her inside. Noor could see the tension in her face and experienced her first stab of doubt. Something was wrong. Where was Virinder?
    “Noor, please come and sit down,” said Mrs Bashir distractively. Her gaze travelled upstairs. “Virinder will be down shortly.”
    “Where is your father, Noor?” she asked as if she’d just realised Noor was alone.
    “He is unwell I’m afraid; he sends his apologies,” said Noor nervously.
    Mrs Bashir looked crestfallen as she stood wringing her hands. “You should have telephoned, Noor, and we could have rescheduled.”
    Noor pretended to fidget with her hands. Had she underestimated the Bashir family? She needed this marriage. There was a lot riding on its outcome.
    “I’m sorry,” Noor hung her head. Mrs Bashir was right. With her father missing it wasn’t proper; she was here unchaperoned, but she was relying on them not turning her away and they didn’t.
    She caught movement at the corner of her eye and swallowed the shudder of revulsion as Virinder wobbled across the floor. He was disgusting. His face, which could have been handsome, was lost in fat; blown up and puffy. A large double chin and thick neck made him appear shorter than his 6ft. His head looked out of proportion to his obese body. The loose shirt concealed the worst of his fat. He had his mother’s eyes, the light green unusual. Noor looked away and tried to compose herself. She visualised the taxi driver from earlier and kept his face fixed in her mind.
    “Virinder,” she spoke softly and glanced up at him from below her lashes. His response was a cool nod that threw her slightly. The last time they had met, he’d been tongue tied and placid. Noor felt a flash of anger. He should be down on his knees, grovelling at her feet. Well, he’d be there soon enough. Virinder sat as far away from her as possible she noticed with a smile. So, he didn’t like her. Why? Noor looked at Virinder, puzzled. He couldn’t possibly know how she felt. Her performance had been exceptional, even by her own standards. This was even better. No need to evade his advances. Noor had struck the jackpot. A rich husband and no strings attached. Noor smiled. A real smile this time that lit up her face until she remembered about the grandchildren and it faltered. When she glanced up at Virinder his gaze was cold, and she knew then he’d win if she didn’t get pregnant.
    Incredible, he was smarter than she had given him credit for, however, he wasn’t smarter than her. She’d seduced so many men. Virinder thought he could resist her—he was wrong. In the end, they always succumbed. It was in their biology; ingrained in their DNA. They were weak and often didn’t think with their brains. He was hers for the taking...whether he liked it or not.

Chapter 7
     
    The Braille Club Undone
     
    The Braille Club, London. Two Years On. Pandora Zone. Siena pulls the zip into place; the sensory suit and chair in this zone have become one. She is naked and tingling beneath its firm and secure fit. The fabric is moulded to her body, touching her intimately...she likes it.
     
    Guy
     
    Guy sat examining the paper work in front of him. Simon and Tess Lawrence came to him highly recommended but Guy didn’t like what he was reading. He was all for live and let live, but some of the stuff they were into was...kinky on a completely different level. They were both swingers and indulged in various sexual practices. Their favourite was, in Guy’s opinion, little more than an orgy. Guy unearthed how their latest endeavour had landed them in trouble. One of the group members alleged Simon assaulted her. All hushed up by their management company, they’d paid the girl off but the details were disturbing nevertheless.
    Alleging her and Simon were having consensual sex when he started to hit her. She used her safe