Hidden camera screenshots from hotel rooms.
Meera felt her body go cold.
Ajay’s voice became quiet.
— “Six women.”
He pointed at the documents one by one.
— “Two disappeared completely.”
Another page.
— “One attempted suicide.”
Another.
— “One family paid him to stop releasing videos.”
Meera covered her mouth in horror.
Ajay looked away briefly.
— “I got close to you because he started showing interest in you.”
That sentence shattered something inside her.
Everything she had believed about him collapsed at once.
— “So none of this was real?” she whispered.
Ajay immediately answered:
— “That’s not true.”
But Meera’s eyes filled with tears.
— “You lied to me for a YEAR.”
Ajay’s face darkened with guilt.
— “I needed to know if you were already connected to him.”
— “So you investigated me like a criminal?!”
— “Because if I was wrong, you could’ve died.”
The room exploded into silence again.
Meera felt trapped between terror and heartbreak.
Because deep inside…
a horrifying part of her believed him.
Ajay slowly sat down across from her.
For the first time all night, his voice sounded genuinely tired.
— “I never planned for this to happen.”
— “Then why bring me here?”
Ajay hesitated.
That hesitation scared her more than anything.
Finally, he answered:
— “Because tonight he made his move.”
Meera’s blood froze.
Ajay handed her his phone.
There was a message.
From Sandeep.
Sent twenty minutes earlier.
“Did she come?”
Another message.
“Don’t mess this up like the last girl.”
Meera felt her stomach twist violently.
Ajay opened another message thread.
This time… videos.
Dozens of hidden recordings.
Women inside hotel rooms.
Crying.
Begging.
