"Don't worry Mahamaya, you would do well. I trust you and believe in your capabilities," Viraj's voice sounded from her phone as she replied back, "What if I mess up? What if they attack me or something?"

Viraj said softly, "Maya, you don't have any idea on how enchanting you are. Nobody and I say, nobody can resist saying yes to you, except your dear husband of course. Only he can resist your temptations."

Mahamaya made a face as she asked, "How can you claim that, my dear husband?"

"How many times have we had sex since our marriage, my dear wife?" Viraj asked back playfully.

Mahamaya, who was never shy from public speaking or leading juniour doctors and nurses, felt herself blush as her pale skin reddened and she said bashfully, "T-That does not matter."

Viraj seemed to have frowned on the other side of the phone as he said, "Yes, it does. We never had sex. Only someone with great control like me can resist someone as beautiful as you."

Even though Mahamaya acted like he was wrong, he was right and she knew that herself. She unfortunately knew from a very young age at how boys and men used to stare at her. However, her husband made her feel the safest because his gaze on her was always different, full of love, admiration, trust and not of bodily lust."

"Ma'am, we are about to reach," the driver told Mahamaya as Mahamaya said in the phone, "Aaho (Hubby), I am there. I will call you later."

"Alright, bye," Viraj said from the other side as Mahamaya cut the call, a smile on her face. She never told him but she felt lucky that she was married to him. The driver opened the door after he was sure that she was ready and she stepped out of the car, wearing a cotton saree with a cloth bag which had a file of many forms, a notepad and a pen.

So many half dressed women were standing on the streets, trying to get clients. She was feeling nervous because their language was not clean at all. Gulping, she steeled herself. They needed her, no matter how their lifestyle had become. In fact, the worse their lifestyle was, the more they needed her.

She entered the prostitution house, before she had to squint. The house was filled with smoke and red and pink light all around.

Someone saw her and asked her, "Are you the Madam who was supposed to come here?"

Mahamaya nodded, still squinting. The woman simply held her wrist, Mahamaya's bangles tinkling against her hold, before she followed the woman, thankful for the hand or she would get pushed apart by women and men who were loitering the way. Finally, they entered a office like room which had a table and a chair with many documents kept on top of it.

She hesitantly stepped inside and the door leading to outside was closed. She looked back to see that the same woman who had brought her here had closed it. The woman said softly, "I am Geeta, I run this prostitution house. I did not tell them about your arrival or they would not work and just gather here."

Mahamaya's eyes hardened as she said, "Well, that is what I want. I want all of them to be here. I have some questions to ask of them."

The woman's eyebrows rose in surprise, before she stated, "Not at this time. They are earning now."

Mahamaya tried to calm herself. This woman just wanted to maximize profits for her husband. She asked softly then, "When are they not earning then?"

Geeta laughter and said, "Oh, they are always earning, in batches. You can never meet them at once."

Mahamaya felt frustrated as she said, "Then bring those women who are not earning at the moment here."

Geeta nodded and took off, as Mahamaya sat on the chair, shaking her head in disappointment. In about five minutes, most of the women were there.

Mahamaya stood up and tried to address them, "Good afternoon everyone! So, I am Mrs. Sumati Deshmukh. I recently got married to Vishnuyash Deshmukh, after which he took control of the Mafia and I was given the responsibility to look after the women and children within our Mafia. So, umm, we will look for alternate earning sources for women who don't want to be prostitutes or if anybody here loves any gang member and if the gang member loves them back, you both can be married together. I just wanted to know, who wants to really be a prostitute now and not any other occupation?"

Very few women had raised their hands. Mahamaya addressed them and said again, "Okay, sorry for wasting your time. You can leave now."

She gave a sweet smile to them, which left them confused. Why was she apologizing to them? Puzzled, they left the place.

Turning towards the much bigger crowd, Mahamaya said softly, "Okay, so, for others, fill these forms please. I know this is not the correct way and we need direct communication but I have to use the forms for now because of how many of you are here. You will have to work till I organize things to change occupations but that is it."

She distributed the forms amongst them and said, "Take a look through them, answer them carefully and you can then bring them back here. If you have any problem reading or writing, ask for your friend to guide you through them and write them for you."

The women started talking among themselves, discussing the form as they left the room and Mahamaya mumbled to herself, "Yeah, one biggest prostitution house done. Twenty two smaller ones and nine medium sized ones are remaining now."

Taking out her phone, she messaged Viraj on how things went so that he would not get worried. The area was not good and even though she was married to him, things could go wrong any minute...