Life here seamlessly blends our Indian roots with the laid-back beach vibe. His smile was sharp as he whispered something I couldn’t hear.Ann shook her head, clearly uneasy, but the liquor was hitting her. Desiporn I saw it in her eyes—her sharpness fading, her pupils wide as the drink took over. I stood frozen as they took her, one in front, another behind.The pain burned, but the liquor dulled my fight. I noticed guys—Russians, even Ivan—staring at her, their eyes lingering. Some Russian guys, friends of Ivan, showed up near our tent with drinks and loud music blasting. Alisha, always outgoing, jumped in fully, hips swaying, giggling as she tossed her hair.Aleena, the reckless whore everyone knew, was half-naked already, egging the Russians on with sultry looks and bold moves.
