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"Trust me I am not here touch you in any way." Zayan said through gritted teeth as he entered the room and noticed Maya's eyes on himself. Maya closed her eyes tightly and cursed herself in her brain. What had she done? Zayan walked to the closet and snatched the first pair of sweat shirt and trousers he saw. The rest of the pile of clothes got unbalanced and fell at his feet on the floor. He cursed under his breath as he bent down to pick them up. "Zayan?" Maya said tentatively hoping that he would listen to her at least. It was way past lunch time when he had come home. She had finished cooking quite some time ago. She had been so worried when he wasn't coming back. All kinds of bad things kept coming to her kind and the guilt was eating her up. She had driven him out of his own hous
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