The haveli was quiet when Ranvijay returned well after nightfall. The day’s work on the outer fields had kept him away from sunrise until the last light faded. He walked the long corridor barefoot, the heavy sound of his steps the only noise in the large house. When he pushed open the door to the master bedroom, the oil lamps were already lit low.

Sanya lay naked in the middle of his wide bed, exactly as he had ordered her to wait. Her long hair was spread across the pillows. Her huge breasts rose and fell with each slow breath, the soft flesh already looking fuller, heavier. A faint sheen of milk glistened at the tips of both dark nipples. Her legs were slightly parted, the smooth bare lips of her pussy visible in the warm light. She had been waiting for hours.