Adultery God Save The Devil by strtlr69

[Ramesh_Rocky]

The second arrest of Mr. Ajay meant that he was not going to get a bail so easily this time. He was cash starved as well. He decided to sell his land and come up the cash to fight his case and try for a bail. It was pleasant music to my ears to know that.

The auction was setup by the Bank. I was the proud owner of all the three lands Mr. Ajay had possessed. I deliberately bought the lands at a higher rate than the asking price.

Media kept a close tab on Mr. Ajay's case and everything related to it. No wonders I was asked why I purchased all the three pieces of land that Mr. Ajay had possessed and at a higher rate than asked for. I just told the media people that I am buying these pieces of land to help Mr. Ajay out. The money he gets from the sale will help him fight his case and prove his innocence. I wanted Mr. Ajay to come out of the jail but only after he had no cash left. All I had to do was - wait.

The waiting this time was sweet.

I had a rough estimate of Mr. Ajay's assets and cash in hand. I could make out in my head that he had nothing left to fight his case anymore. I decide to give him a visit in jail.

Me: "Mr. Ajay, It is very sad to see you so pulled down and tensed. I did all I could manage. I bought your land to help you fight your case. Please feel free to ring me if there is anything I can do to help you out."

I felt enveloped in waves of bliss as we talked.

Me: "I am sorry to convey to you that we won't be able to keep you as our Manager anymore. We kept you the last time because you were set free by the court. I am sure you can understand that it will take you many months to get a ruling this time. I am sure you will be set free, you are not that kind of a person but I cannot run a company without a Manager. I hope you will be able to forgive me for bearing such bad news."

I felt as I might pass out in bliss. It took a lot out of me - not to smile at that moment.

Mr. Ajay: "Sir, I understand your problem. You tried to help me out by buying my land also. Sir, it is your greatness that you did not throw my family out of my house. I will repay every bit of it when I come out of jail Sir."

Me: "Don't use such words for me Mr. Ajay. Your family can stay at my house for any number of days they want. I am sure you will be out soon and will be able to manage everything on your own. If at all, you need my help for anything like admission etc - do let me know. I am in very good touch with almost all the universities in our city. Don't think much, concentrate your efforts on the case now. I will take your leave."

Mr. Ajay (chocking with gratitude): "Sir, It comes as a very big relief to me. I thought wrong of you always, please forgive me for that."

I just patted his back and smiled. The smile was that of a devil, laughing his heart out from inside. I had taken care of everything that I had planned.

Mr. Ajay's apologies were running like a looped tape inside my mind, again and again. No matter how many times I recollected his apologies, I would love to replay that scene once again in my mind.

The hunter inside me had grown so much more patient as he waited for his prey to walk slowly but surely into his trap. Time flies by, is such an appropriate saying. Two years had passed since Mr. Ajay was arrested the second time. I had spent these two years quite patiently, observing Mr. Ajay's activities in the jail.

I was in for the most pleasant surprise when Mr. Ajay's wife, Shyamali, gave me a visit at office. She was nothing less than a goddess. I had only seen her pictures till now. It was so much more thrilling to see her in flesh and blood. She had lost some weight and looks but I still found myself getting hard for her. I just smiled inwards to observe that.

Shyamali: "Sir, I come to you in desperation."

Me (acting innocent): "Do I know you?"

Shyamali: "Sir, I am Shyamali, wife of Mr. Ajay. We are so very thankful for your help. Had it not been for you, we would have been in such a bad shape."

Me: "It is alright. I can say the same to you as well. Had it not been for what Mr. Ajay did, I would not have been here."

I obviously meant my state of mind.

Me: "How can I help you Ms. Shyamali?"

I loved the way she was feeling ashamed to ask anything. My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. A guard came and delivered a box full of old papers.

Shyamali: "Sir, I was told to deliver this to you in person. Mr. Ajay told me to give them to you and then only convey his request."

I looked into the papers, without showing much interest. These were very valuable documents indeed. It contained all the legal loopholes on which he had filed all the complaints in the past.

Me: "I am sure you know what these documents are. Do you?"

Shyamali: "Sir, I do know that they are very important papers. He had collected them over many years. He would never let anyone of us touch this box. What these papers contain is best know to him or probably you."

Her answer had a tone of truth to it.

Me: "Is any such paper left behind at your place? Has any of this been photocopied and kept?"

Shyamali: "Sir, this box was never opened by any of us. I did what he told me to do."

All her shame vanished and her eyes reflected a bit of rage on being questioned like this. I felt quite amused to see the change.

Me: "Well, these papers were used against us as evidence. Your husband obviously did that. So how can I trust him now?"

I was observing her subtly all the time. The minute I went hard at her, she relaxed and was back to her normal shy self once again.