Meanwhile, inside the luxurious room, Lilith sat gracefully on the edge of the large bed. She had no idea that a massive explosion had shaken the outside world earlier. Her mind was entirely occupied with one question: 'Would Vikram come?'
She had strictly ordered her subordinates not to disturb her under any circumstances. Because of this, no one had dared to report the commotion outside. The room remained quiet, illuminated only by soft, warm lighting.
Lilith's fingers gently twisted the edge of her silk robe as she replayed the earlier scene in her mind. When Vikram had rejected the beautiful girl she had offered him, she already understood the truth. His interest wasn't in that girl, it was in her.
Although she was naturally flirtatious with customers to grow her business, Lilith was, in reality, completely pure. At twenty-five years old, she was still a virgin. She had guarded herself carefully all these years in the brutal wasteland.
