Dev turned his head and locked his eyes with Alisha’s. Before Alisha could react, Dev was kissing her. She pushed him away and moved out of the bonn...t.There was some kind of weird attraction between them. Alisha glared at him from a distance. Alisha moved swiftly between Dev’s legs and kissed his cheeks wildly. She wanted to get rid of all the tensions taunting her. Dev was sitting with his legs spread and Alisha standing between them kissing him wildly.They were supposed to be rivals. Alisha. If Pascal had gone somewhere without me, it was no doubt either due to danger or prey. Either way, I had to remain quiet.I followed my nose, which suggested he was nearby to the east. I walked over the rise, peering around me through the thick trees.There was the sound of a rifle shot. I froze. Slowly, I turned to the right, toward the sound.There was a man, dressed warmly, clutching his rifle, shaking. He stumbled slightly. I could see the look of terror plastered over his face.I followed his. And she constantly made me tell her how I wanted her to do it.She was warm and upbeat with me, flirting with me much more. She kept herself looking beautiful, almost flaunting it in front of me, she would tease me by walking around half nude and changing in front of me.The owner of our gym, Phil, an ex attorney, had always tried to strike up conversations with Karin while we were working out, even when I was right there. Though she had continually ignored him in the past and politely brushed. Now she was the property of Shiek Omar who she had insulted by slapping his face as he approachedher in her tent with the intent to sexually assault her. She would pay dearly for this mistake. Sheik Omar ordered her to be publicly whipped with the camel whip.He ordered 50 lashes to be laid on after which she would be used as an a****l to turn the waterwheelin the desert which provided water for his property. The large crowd gathered around the platform to observe this rare treat.The Shiek sat.