Adultery Love Sex And War Part 1 : Age Of Darkness

[Blackdick11]

Well... as far as I remember, the idea was for them to act like a couple in front of Meghna...just enough to look convincing,
just enough to sell the story...nothing more... just acting.
But things have changed.
What started as act has turned into something far more real.
The affair they once vowed to end has quietly reopened...this time, not by accident, but by choice.
They thought they could control it,
leave it behind in Bali,
bury it under guilt and logic.
But now, the lines are blurred.
And the emotions they tried to suppress are rising again — stronger, louder, harder to resist.
It’s not about pretending.
It’s about a truth they can’t ignore:
Whatever this is between them…
it’s not over.
It’s just beginning.

[Speedy21]

Well... as far as I remember, the idea was for them to act like a couple in front of Meghna...just enough to look convincing,
just enough to sell the story...nothing more... just acting.
But things have changed.
What started as act has turned into something far more real.
The affair they once vowed to end has quietly reopened...this time, not by accident, but by choice.
They thought they could control it,
leave it behind in Bali,
bury it under guilt and logic.
But now, the lines are blurred.
And the emotions they tried to suppress are rising again — stronger, louder, harder to resist.
It’s not about pretending.
It’s about a truth they can’t ignore:
Whatever this is between them…
it’s not over.
It’s just beginning.

That what am saying  there is no struggle no guilty it's her choice it's her game

[Harry Jordan]

                                                                                                                                CHAPTER 15

Sonarika found herself standing beneath a golden twilight sky with Vikram, his eyes burning into hers with a longing that mirrored her own. She felt an inexplicable pull toward him — a magnetic force that she could neither deny nor escape. Every touch, every glance between them in that dream felt like stolen moments from a life she never dared to live openly. It was intoxicating, thrilling, and frightening all at once.


As they strolled through a meadow that seemed to exist outside of time, Sonarika felt years of buried desires awaken within her. Vikram took her hand, and she felt a rush of warmth spread through her veins, a feeling she had missed even before she knew she was missing it. His voice, deep and assured, told her things she longed to hear — that he understood her, accepted her completely, and wanted her without conditions. In that moment, she felt alive in a way she hadn’t in years.

Their dream-world embrace deepened. They shared gentle kisses that soon turned fierce, urgent, each breath carrying a promise of forbidden passion. She felt his hands around her waist, guiding her closer, merging their souls and bodies in a dance of aching need. In his arms, she shed the burden of her responsibilities, her roles as wife and mother slipping away for a blissful, dangerous second. It was a glimpse into a life built on raw desire rather than duty.

As her dream intensified, Vikram whispered words of love into her ear, words that she had never let herself believe could be meant for her. The passion turned into an ocean that engulfed her; waves of pleasure and emotion crashed over her, leaving her gasping for air and yet craving more. The world around them glowed, a perfect cocoon where only they existed, safe from consequences and guilt. She felt, for the first time in so long, truly seen.

But then, the dream twisted. The golden glow darkened, turning to a deep crimson. Sonarika suddenly heard faint sobs and turned to see Hemant stumbling toward her, blood streaming down his face and soaking his clothes. His eyes were wide with shock and heartbreak, and he reached out to her as though he had just crawled out of some unspoken nightmare. The peaceful warmth she had shared with Vikram dissolved into a cold terror.

Hemant collapsed at her feet, gasping for breath, his voice shaking as he asked her what he had done wrong. 

"Why, Sona? What was my fault? Where did we lose each other?" 

His words pierced her heart deeper than any blade could. She dropped to her knees beside him, her hands frantically trying to stop the blood that poured from his wounds, her mind screaming for help that would never come. In that moment, her love for Hemant, her loyalty, and her guilt came crashing down on her with unbearable weight.

She pressed her trembling hands against his wounds, begging him not to leave her. But Hemant's strength was fading fast, his eyes losing their light as he looked up at her one last time. With every labored breath he took, Sonarika felt a piece of herself shatter. She cried out his name, her voice raw and desperate, but he only whispered. 

"I loved you and you did this to me?" 

And then he collapsed fully into her arms. She watched in helpless horror as his chest rose and fell one final time before going still.

When Hemant's body vanished from her arms, Sonarika was left kneeling in a pool of her own grief, her heart pounding with a terror that felt all too real. She screamed into the emptiness around her, clutching at the air where he had been, unable to comprehend the magnitude of her betrayal even in this dream world. The meadow that had once held her forbidden joy now looked like a battlefield soaked in blood and sorrow.

She woke with a jolt, drenched in sweat, her hands still shaking as if they had truly held Hemant's lifeless body just moments before. The morning light felt harsh, almost cruel, as it spilled into the room. Her eyes came into focus and she realized she was in the room of the yatch in the upper deck as Vikram was sitting in the chair far ready with some tea. 

"Soni , are you okay?" Vikram asked with concern.

Then Sonarika realized the moments of last night , how she lost her control , how she was tempted in the ambience and how she was becoming victim to his temptation. She remembered passionately kissing him , she remembered stumbling into this room.  In pure shock she looked down and surprisingly she saw her sundress was still intact. The headache in her head was a bit severe as she was having trouble remembering what happened last night.

"What happened last night Vicky?"

Vikram smiled and then brought the tea cup to her.

"Nothing happened Soni. You were drunk too much I guess , after the kiss you passed out in this bed. I slept on that couch over there"

"Nothing happened?"

"Yeah , to be honest I was a little worried because for few minutes I thought you're breathing stopped. But it turns out the drinks overwhelmed you sending you in a slumber"

A great load of relief fell upon Sonarika as she realized she didn't cross the line yesterday. She sipped on the hot tea which gave her some reprieve from the terrible headache. Her mind was still playing that horrific nightmare which started as a dream as her eyes were getting wet.

"Btw , did you have some nightmare Soni? I heard you weeping in your sleep last night"

"Did I?"

"Yeah......and ummm......you were calling his name..."

Sonarika was overwhelmed with emotions when Vikram revealed this. This also made her confused , he said she called his name in her sleep , something she doesn't remember anymore. Then she once again remembered the nightmare that awakened her , seeing Hemant in a pool of blood. Sonarika could not hold back her tears anymore as it started to emit out from her face. Vikram was now worried.

"Soni...wait what happened....why are you crying?"

She couldn't say anything , she was just overwhelmed with emotions. She wept and sobbed as Vikram consoled her. After a few minutes of letting out her pain , she controlled her cries as she spoke.

"I lost myself Vicky....I lost myself last night....and my nightmares punished me for it....this whole thing was a mistake"

"What happened Soni?"

"I saw him die Vicky....I saw my Hemant die in my arms.....and it was my fault....his blood....it was in my hands.....I wrecked him in unimaginable ways because of my choices..."

Vikram didn't have anything to respond to that relevation as Sonarika sobbed multiple times shedding more tears.

"I see it now Vicky....coming to this boat...it was a big mistake...."

"Maybe you're right....this is a tense situation that we should've avoided....especially considering your turmoil"

"I want to go home...."

"We will....the yatch is on the way to the port....it will take some time....though we will have to wait a bit longer here to make sure Tamanna , Sandeep and Disha have left"

"Where is Mouni?"

"In the upper deck , romancing with Sagar , last night when you were unresponsive , I tried to get help , when I went outside I saw Mouni and Sagar doing it in the open near the pool. They were going nuts. This whole situation is messed up"

"Ironic this place is called the Voyage of Love , but I killed my love in my dream. Its overwhelmingly messed up"

"That was just a nightmare Soni , you are awake and well. Very soon you will be home in your safe space. Take rest for the day and forget everything. Think of this whole night as a bad memory"

"Its ironic , a boat sail is one of my favorite preferred romantic outing"

"Maybe you will get to have that in the future Soni , for now , be whelmed that the nightmare is over"

"Thank you Vicky , you've shown more strength than I could"

"I would've faltered too Soni , but you were drunk. And I don't do intimate things with unconscious women. I like my women woken and concentrated on me when it comes to intimacy , and you had neither of it last night."

Her breath quivered as the truth sank in; despite their fraught history and last night’s charged moments, he had respected her vulnerability completely.

Sonarika studied Vikram as he stood by the window, sipping his own tea, the morning sun outlining his silhouette. He seemed so different now—more than the suave, distant client she once knew, more than the reckless lover she had once chosen. She saw a man of quiet integrity and surprising tenderness, a man who could have taken advantage of her but chose to protect her instead. The affection swelling in her chest startled her; it was no longer mere attraction or guilt-driven longing. It felt deeper, warmer, more reverent.

As the yacht rocked gently beneath them, Sonarika realized that something irrevocable had shifted within her. The night’s doubts had given way to a clear, glowing affection—an affection born not of stolen kisses but of unexpected kindness and trust. She felt her heart move toward Vikram in ways she had never anticipated, her feelings evolving from reckless passion to something far more profound. Sitting there in the golden hush of morning, she knew that whatever lines they had crossed before, what mattered now was the man standing in front of her: a man whose goodness had touched her more deeply than any fleeting embrace ever could.

But then the visions of her nightmares comes crashing down on her. With a visual so uncomfortalbe she winces from the flashes of it. And in that moment , there is only desperation in her body. A desperation to move away , to leave this wretched yatch so she can return to her place of calm. Maybe see her husband and make sure he is well and waiting for her. Sonarika sat in that room as her inner conflict continued.

A few hours before , in the early dawn of sunlight , things were intense in Disha and Meghna's room. They woke up together and then one thing led to another and now they were intertwined in the bed scissoring each other. Their nude bodies glistened with sweat, and pussy juices. With her heightened senses Meghna could tell just how turned on Disha was. She loved it. All the things she had dreamed of doing to her for some time, she was finally doing it. She thrusted her hips into her, and then back again, letting their pussies rub against each other. They both began to scream in pleasure. 

"Ohhh! Mmm! MM! MM! MM! MM!" screamed Disha. 

Meghna's pussy began thrusting harder against her, scissoring her wet naked pussy. 

The pleasure built and built slowly, as both women were extremely turned on.

Their dripping cunts keep brushing against each other and Disha thinks she might faint from the pleasure that sends thrilling shakes down her spine. They’ve done this so many times last night, yet this one is special.

“You don’t know what you do to me” 

Meghna says, a growl in the tone of her voice as her moves turn violent in the slightest. 

“The way you move, the way you look at me… It’s not fair.”

“Oh, baby” Disha cries, instantly shushing herself.

“Don’t hold back” 

Meghna presses needy kisses in the curve of her neck, then bites into her shoulder, making Disha groan. 

“Let me hear you. Like last night, huh?” 

She murmurs into her ear, eyes rolling back when she gets just the right amount of pressure on her clit. 

“You were so loud. Probably woke up this entire boat. Let’s do it again.”

Disha doesn’t stop herself from moaning this time, hiding her face in Meghna’s neck, feeling tears well up in her eyes.

“I need you faster” She whispers, hoarse. 

“Harder. More.”

Meghna pushes herself back into the previous position, and it scratches just the right part of Disha’s brain.

“You feel so good.” The first tear springs from her eyes. 

“Don’t stop, please- I’m so close.”

“You want to cum, baby? Make me all wet and soaked?” Meghna grabs her hips and slams them together with hers.

“Yes, yes, please” Disha sobs. 

“Just tell me what to do. I’ll- I’ll do anything. Meghna-”

“Touch yourself for me” 

Meghna says, barely stopping her eyes from rolling back. Her thighs , strong muscles, don’t even falter when she quickens the tempo. She reaches to palm Disha’s cheek and wipes away the salty tear, then licks it off her finger. 

“Touch your tits for me, play with them. Be a good girl.”

Disha watches their cores brush together, dripping wet, swollen and red from the stimulation. Meghna catches her gaze, and they might be in the middle of having sex, yet being caught watching it closely makes her blush, adding to the flushed redness all over her face and cleavage. She pinches her nipples and cries out again; every moan that comes through, she doesn’t stop it until Meghna’s name is all her tongue can remember.
She chants it like a spell, over and over again.

“Yessss” 

Medghna groans, losing the sense of their rhythm and acts on impulse, just following where her body and pleasure lead her. 

“Ahhh...ahhhh....yesss-”

“I’m about to-”

“Cum for me, Disha-”

She does.

She listens like it’s the thing she’s best at in life.

Her voice gets blocked, and instead, a silent scream covers her mouth. Her back arches and toes curl, thighs clasping close as she loses control over her own body. Every part of her trembles, and her nails dig into Meghna’s thighs, listening to the the older woman’s moans matching hers. She thinks she’s blacked out for a moment, because suddenly Meghna’s body covers her from head to toe, pressing soft, comforting kisses to her jawline.

“Are you okay?” Meghna asks, resting on her elbows to take a look at Disha’s sweaty face.

“That’s one of the dumbest questions you’ve ever asked me.”

“Hey!”

Disha giggles, cupping Meghna’s face in her hands. 

“That was great. I’m okay.”

“Okay, good because It was more than great for me” Meghna grins.
 
That was in the early hours of the day , after another steamy shower full of petting , they were now enjoying the view of the sea at the outside leaning into the railings. Meghna eventually excused herself to check on someone as she left Disha who continued enjoying the view of the sea. Meghna walked to the upper deck , she arrived at Sonarika and Vikram's room and was a bit surprised to see Sonarika fully clothed and looking upset while Vikram was sitting away. She immediately could see something was wrong as Sonarika looked depressed , as if she had suffered something.

"What happened?"

There was no answer , Sonarika was still recovering from her terrible nightmare , this yatch was slowly choking her. Vikram was startled by Meghna's arrival , in fear of having their cover blown. And Sonarika wasn't responding the right way so he had to cook up something.

"What happened Sonarika? Are you okay"

Meghna was now concerned , the caring sisterly love in her awakened to see if she was alright. Vikram eventually got up and intervened.

"It was me Meghna , I already apologized to her."

Meghna was confused.

"Apologize? For what?"

Vikram with a sign put up the best act he could. 

"I had a lot of drink Meghna yesterday. And in that situation , I lost myself. I force myself on Sonarika and......she was shaken by the experience"

Sonarika instantly felt an insane amount of fear in her mind as she realized what Vikram was trying to do. But she also realized Vikram has most likely pissed off Meghna. And that was evident as Meghna was fuming with rage and anger. Vikram looked like a deer caught in the headlight, seeing danger in front of him. The anger was something he has never seen in a woman. Meghna leaped towards Vikram but Sonarika stopped her.

"Meghna Stop!"

"Leave me Sonarika....I will teach this BASTARD a lesson!!"

"Its okay Meghna......we made up......he has apologized"

"So what? He should know never to hurt you"

"Its okay.....he was drunk....its okay"

Meghna eventually calmed down , Sonarika felt like averting a very ugly incident. Meghna was still pissed at him.

"Listen to me very well Mr.Vikram , our friendship matters only for her. What I believed I saw in you is a noble partner and a good soulmate for her. Someone who can understand her , acknowledge the person she is. Not someone that binds her into a cage in the name of family. I want her to have true freedom and liberty , which I believe she gets when she is with you. Don't make me loose my trust , because if this happens again , I can promise. No matter how rich you are , or how big your empire is. I will burn you and your entire existence TO THE GROUND!"

Vikram was startled by her rant , he chose to stay silent as Meghan vent out her anger.

"If you need anything just call me Sonarika"

"Of course Meghna , for now lets focus on leaving this yatch. I need to get home and I can only get home once Sandeep ,Tamanna and Disha are already gone"

"Fine I'll go with Disha and let you know when the coast is clear."

Meghna then turned to Vikram.

"And you.....Mr.Vikram...this is your final warning. Treat her with respect , one more wrong move and I will end you!"

Meghna showed her whole rage as she walked away. Sonarika left a sigh as she was the one who was now pissed at Vikram.

"What the hell Vicky. Why did you do that"

"I was trying to cover us , that is the only thing I could come up"

"You nearly got yourself in deep deep trouble. Understand this Vicky , don't ever turn her into your enemy. You don't know Meghna like I do , if she hates someone , she will not rest until the person she hates is destroyed. We need to deal with her carefully"

"I know , I did this so that we can put the first hint of our non compatibility in her mind. We will slowly work on that with which eventually we can break off"

"No Vicky no. We need a better plan"

"Okay"

On the outside portion of the Yatch , Disha was kneeling to the railing looking into the vibrant sea enjoying the sight of the waves crashing into the yatch surface. She could see the Mumbai horizon approaching with the land now visible. The cold breeze of the morning gave her body a tingling sensation as she was standing there wearing denim shorts and tank top she brought for a change of clothes for the next day. That was when Sandeep and Tamanna walked out and was roaming the passage way. Both of them looked dull and seemingly avoiding staring each other. Sandeep soon noticed Disha standing as he approached her. 

"Hey Disha..."

Disha turned to see Sandeep in this boat , completely taking her by surprise.

"Sandeep Sir...."

"I have told you many times , don't call me Sandeep sir , just call me Sandeep or Sandy"

"Sure Sandy"

"You know Rachika?"

"No , my date actually knew her"

"What a co-incidence , me too , this lovely lady here is a good friend to Rachika"

Disha looked at Tamanna who had a dull expression that forced a smile.

"Well , this date of yours , what does he do?"

"Ummm....she works in Mirror News Network"

"Mirror? What's her name?"

"Ummm"

Meghna showed up behind them as she intervened.

"Her name.....is Meghna Mathur"

Meghna came in front of Sandeep and Tamanna and put her arms over Disha's shoulders. Sandeep looked tense as he tried to ease the situation with a nervous laughter.

"Hey Meghna....its been a long time"

Meghna smiled mockingly as well as she responded.

"Indeed Sandeep , too long. Because last I remember you were getting your ass kicked by my best friend Sonarika for assaulting her husband"

Sandeep looked like he was being aimed at from all the angles. But Meghna noticed Tamanna's expression changing from dull to astonishment. And then she turned to Sandeep.

"Is she talking about Hemant?"

Meghna remembered Sonarika telling her how Tamanna was Hemant's college friend. She knew from her look , she was pissed , so she decided to spill some more oil on the fire.

"Yes Tamanna , he assaulted your college friend Hemant. In response Sonarika gave him an ass kicking"

Tamanna's anger was more visible now as Sandeep looked struggling to find the right words to say. 

"You hurt Hemant?"

Despite her question , Sandeep had no answer. Tamanna in a fit of rage walked away , Sandeep followed her trying to say something as Meghna grinned watching them go away.

"I am getting more and more convinced that Hemant is definitely gay , which would explain how all these beautiful women feel comfortable around him"

"What makes you think that?" Disha questioned Meghna's thought process.

"Because that is the only explanation for all these smart and gorgeous women to spend time with a fat slobber like him"

Disha was more confused , then she curiously asked.

"When was the last time you've actually seen Hemant?"

"Ummm , surprisingly I think its about a year now , last I met was in that function for Sonarika's interview success party in the city"

"Well that explains it"

"That was almost a year ago Meghna , a lot has changed with Boss in this time period"

"Yeah right"

"I mean , him quitting his job and running a business of his own isn't clear enough that a long time has passed?"

"Sure , but still he might be the same fat dobber now"

"Oh he is not , infact I can vouch for that"

"Really?"

"Yeah  , I mean he got into shape in his final days in Quadron. Priyanka Mam said it in an ironic way stating that Boss arrived in Quadron in peak fitness and left in peak fitness"

"Hemant and peak fitness?"

"Seriously Meghna , maybe open your eyes and see him next time. I saw him just two days ago visiting Quadron. He also invited me and Priyanka Mam for Sonarika Mam and Karan's birthday party next week"

"Fine , can you describe how he looked?"

"Well , his fashion statements have got an uplift. He arrived there in rough brown jeans with a dark blue silk shirt tucked in. His hair has grown quiet well , almost going beyond his shoulders in the back. His shirt was folded till his joint , I could even smell the vibrant spray fragrance from him , it was most likely Park Avenue"

"Goodness Disha , you sound like a freak!"

"Well who wouldn't be , especially for Boss"

"What's with the boss call for him"

"Oh , I spent years calling him boss to the point it has imprinted in me. Very rarely I call him Hemant sir"

"Seriously , why are you so enamored by him"

"I mean how can I not be. You know , for a typical woman , no matter where you go , who you meet , men will always oogle you if you looked good. Some even pass comments , some might even try to flirt. Hemant sir , he never , for once did that. He always treated me with respect and also respected our boundaries. Many spread rude remarks about him  , calling him langoor because he has me as an assistant and Sonarika mam as a wife. But Hemant sir was built different , he used to come to office taking the commuter rail despite earning big bucks as a Project Manager , he was always patient and kind. Sandeep sir has harassed him for years , and yet not even once has he raised his hands or protested against him. In his own problems , he always suffered , but he didn't hesitate when others were in trouble providing them with good solutions."

Meghna was getting a little irritated hearing Hemant's praises but she listened one seeing the smile in Disha and analyzing this new information.

"In my early days of Quadron , I recieved tones of love letters and flirtings from the male colleagues. It was Hemant sir who protected me , some even tried making up bad stories about us. But Boss handled it like a G. Not once in our worklife has he looked at me in any demeaning way or any flirting for that regard. He has said well wishes and applauded my beauty but maintained his boundaries. In every way , a rare man to find in these times"

"Is that why you find him attractive?"

"Well , at first , I liked his behavior , that was the most attractive part about him at first. But then I learned how Hemant sir when he joined Quadron was a hearthrob , even Priyanka Mam was tempted towards him. But Boss was going through a tough phase I heard and Priyanka Mam ended up sleeping with Sandeep sir just to insult Boss. They had a sour work relationship that healed in years. I had to see some of the old pics to make it believable for me. Then his transformation happened , he kept it hidden from us wearing loose full covered shirts for months. And then one day when he showed up revealing his change , I was astounded. He was a totally different person now , his good nature and behavior remained , and now the physical aspects made him a complete package. I will admit , I am quiet smitten by him"

Meghna noticed the change in expressions in her face , those strange glows in her skin as she talks of him. This added a lot of mystery in her own mind. Meghna decided to test it.

"Suppose tomorrow I say you will have to break all connection and relations with your so called 'boss' inorder for our relation to grow. Would you do it?"

Disha's sudden change in expression , showing the sadness and turmoil in her thoughts gave her some unsaid details regarding her stance towards Hemant. Disha soon responded.

"That is a hard place for me. Although I will question you for a thought like that , to abandon a nice guy like boss. To me it looks like pettiness"

Meghna felt judged by Disha. She decided not to discuss anything further regarding them and thus talked about their moments together. Soon their chemistry started to take effect as both spend time with each other. Disha stood close, her fingers brushing against Meghna’s wrist in a soft, teasing dance. They shared quiet laughter, the kind that only two people with an unspoken bond would understand. The world felt suspended around them — no newsroom deadlines, no corporate meetings, just the slow rhythm of the waves and the heat of each other’s nearness. Meghna watched Disha with a new tenderness, drawn to her fierce independence and that gentle vulnerability hidden beneath her confident exterior.


As the yacht carved a silvery trail across the Arabian Sea, Disha traced circles on Meghna’s palm, learning the map of her touch. Meghna’s heart fluttered at the innocent yet intimate gesture, her mind replaying flashes of the night they had just shared — how Disha’s lips had explored her, how they had moved together like two notes in a love song. In this delicate morning light, Disha looked even more radiant, her laughter echoing over the water. Meghna felt a protective surge within her, as though she wanted to keep this version of Disha — raw, open, and utterly hers — safe from a world that often demanded masks. When Disha pressed her forehead against Meghna’s, both of them closed their eyes and breathed each other in, feeling as though they had known each other across lifetimes.



They sat side by side on a cushioned bench, their bare feet grazing each other. The salty wind tangled their hair together, and Disha absently tucked a lock behind Meghna’s ear, her fingers lingering longer than necessary. Meghna felt her pulse quicken at that touch, a soft ache blooming in her chest. They spoke in murmurs, sharing secret dreams and half-formed fears, their words weaving a private cocoon no one else could enter. Every smile, every accidental graze of fingers seemed electric, deepening the fragile, shimmering thread tying them together. As the coastline approached, the city’s chaos looming closer, Meghna realized she was not just a dream , she is a wind that will keep breezing over her giving her only good vibes.

                                                                                                                                                  (CHAPTER TO BE CONTD)

[Harry Jordan]

                                                                                                                                 (CHAPTER CONTD)

The yatch soon arrived at the port as many of the guests deboarded. Meghna saw Tamanna and Sandeep leaving separately hinting at an ugly spat between them. Meghna wished her goodbye to Disha who had brought her scooty here. She had an urge to go in that scooty with her but she had brought her car and she wanted to talk to Sonarika while drive her to her place. 

As Disha rode away in her scooty. Meghna messaged Sonarika the word clear signalling that the people she's been worrying about are gone. When Meghna returned to the yatch , Sonarika and Vikram were telling their goodbyes to Rachika. Rachika sent both of them invites to the wedding that is happening soon. 

An hour later they deboarded the yatch and Sonarika felt like a big weight being lifted off of her. Her suffocation ended once she was out of that environment. Vikram said his ride is on the way as Meghna obliged to drive her home. Vikram and Sonarika separated after a hug and kiss on the cheek as they walked away separate. Sonarika and Meghna were the first to leave as they watched Vikram waving bye standing at the port. As they gained some distance , Meghna started their conversation.

"Are you sure you are alright Sonarika?"

"Don't take it seriously Meghna , Vicky was a little too pushy and I stopped him and punished him accordingly"

"Punished him by what?"

"Slapping him obviously. And since then he was a good boy"

"Very good , because I don't want him repeating that bullshit again!"

"He won't"

"BTW , how was the night"

"Like always , but I am curious about yours"

"Oh , it was magical!"

Both of them giggled.

"So where did you meet Disha" Sonarika enquired.

"At a restaurant , it was a casual meet at first , but then I learned she worked in Quadron and eventually I learned she was the hot assistant you told me about."

"Uhuh"

"And I genuinely liked her company , sometimes annoyed me with the Hemant fangirl thing"

"Oh she is definitely that"

"Yeah and she also made me realize that I haven't seen Hemant in person for quiet a while. And the way she described him , I feel I have missed out on some major changed in my most disliked man"

"I think its best you should never see him"

"Why?"

"I am not going to sugar coat it , but I am afraid even a woman like you will fall for my man right now"

"Really? Your husband really just transformed from a burger to kabbab that quick"

"Sometimes , even I am stunned. I will admit , lately I've been enamored by his charm"

"And yet you spend nights with your boyfriend?"

"When the fun is double , there is a thrill in hustle"

Both of them giggled at Sonarika's wordplay.

"Yeah but seriously , even Disha was speaking so high about his new appearance lately"

"Yeah , maybe you'll get your chance to see him on my birthday party"

"Sure , btw , I trolled Sandeep in front of his date"

"Tamanna?"

"Yeah , judging from her reaction , she was unaware about the incident of Sandeep harassing Hemant"

"Was she angry"

"Angry is an understatement , she was probably more pissed than you"

"To be honest , I don't blame her , even I would be pissed if the man I had a huge crush on got harassed by the man I slept with"

"Wait , Tamanna had a crush on Hemant?"

"In their college days yes , but it was a one way love. She had the hots for him and Hemant was dating Sanjana"

"Sanjana? Who is Sanjana?"

"Sanjana Ranawat , Deputy Commissioner , Head of SDCAW!"

"OKAY WHAT THE HELL! Why are all these women drooling over a fat , slow , bland man like your husband"

"Like I said Meghna , see for yourself at the birthday party. You might have a similar feeling"

"Now I am curious!"

Eventually they reached at Sonarika's place as Sonarika exited the vehicle as Meghna drove off.

As Sonarika was walking to the apartment building , the weight of her guilt was building , even though nothing happened , she understood she had no control last night. If it wasn't for Vikram and his presence of mind , she would've been back on the pit again. As she stood on the elevator , her mind played flashes of the nightmare she saw last night. Hemant , lying in a pool of blood , his words , they were accusations , and those accusations seemed right. And as she was sitting there holding onto him hoping for help to come , she never felt more vulnerable.

She walked to the apartment door and she realized the house might be empty. Its past 11.00 in the morning , Hemant might be gone to the factory , Anjali had some extra classes , and Karan will be in his institute. Sonarika used the spare key with her to open the door. 

When she walked in , she was greated by the empty house that seemed like abandoned. It was like an epilogue to her future, a reminder to her the danger of her games. That if she doesn't survive , this is the future that awaits her. No Hemant , no Karan , no Anjali. The family that she build gone , a big house with nothing. This place was supposed to be her calm , but right now it only judged her. Judged her actions , her inability to stay true to her stance. The harrowing realization that she lost her control last night was still a painful judgement on her sanity. As she sat there she was being engulfed by her guilt , transforming the room into a dark ceiling and water filling up on the floor. She was slowly getting submerged in the water , slowly sinking with pain rising in her mind and body. As she was almost sinking into it with just her neck and head left , she suddenly heard it.

"Sona?"

A voice so familiar in her life as her mind started to unravel. The water started to lower as it slowly vanished below and the room transformed again. She was back in her hoom , at the empty space of the hall , but it was not empty anymore.

"Sona? Is that you?"

She heard the voice of her husband calling her , as if like he was here rescuing her from her own turmoil. She realized the voice was coming from the open balcony. She got up and walked to the balcony , to her astonishment and to her great reprieve , she saw Hemant sitting in the balcony doing something on some papers. Just seeing him here , made all her turmoil melt away , making her realize he was truly her sun. The ball of light that shows her the path. 

"Hey honey , you look tired!"

Sonarika panicked a little but then replied with the best cover.

"Yeah the party was a bit dull , and the accomodation sucked , it spoiled my dress too"

"Awww poor thing , you need some coffee?"

"No , I am home , just need some time to reload."

"Great , good thing you're here then. I was working on something interesting"

"What is this?"

"Oh this is the floor plan for our future house we planned together? I did some remodelling"

Right at that moment , she was healed from her worries and troubles as she looked at him with atmost love. To see him work on their future , Sonarika refused to feel guilty but rather found strength in fighting her doubts. She looked at him with a smile. 

"So I remodelled the whole setup , unfortunately Karan will have his room in the ground floor"

"Uhoh , you will have a hard time convincing him to take that"

"I have a new idea , his room will have a mini game zone for his own entertainment and occasionally for mine"

"Careful Hemant , you might end up spoiling his academics"

"Relax , I'll have it covered , special parental locks and timetables for that thing"

"If you say so"

"Then we can build a spacious galleria in the top giving a wonderful view of our location"

"Any plans for that location yet?"

"Not yet , but the preferences haven't changed"

"Let me guess , a water body?"

"Obviously , something , maybe a lake , but I would definitely prefer a river"

"God , the land value around Mumbai and this whole Maharashtra state has skyrocketed for riverside areas Hemant?"

"Who said to settle here?"

"Anywhere else , maybe we can move to USA , live a life in the cold"

"Sometimes you just have some outrageous thoughts Hemant."

"Well , we can turn it into a reality now judging by how my business is growing and how you are climbing the corporate ladder. Hell one day you might end up becoming Ms.Tanishq , the name and face of your company"

"Slow down husband , you can dream till the clouds , don't aim for the heavens!" 

Sonarika joked.   

"Not joking , maybe Ms.Tanishq might not be possible , but you reaching the top of the mountain might"

"I don't care where I reach Hemant , as long as I have you by my side"

"Always"

Sonarika hugged Hemant , feeling a great sense of reprieve and resolve. The suffocation and the pain no longer exists here  , in her place of calm. But at that moment , she also remembered one thing , she was weakened last night. She won't be weakened like that again.

Sonarika placed her head on his shoulders and caressed his chest as both of them sighed and enjoyed each other's embrace.

"Its a shame you can't come for the summer vacation. We could've had so much fun" 

Sonarika confessed

"I know Sona , but work , I've taken a big leap in this business that things are moving quiet fast. Plus the work with the armed forces , there is no margin for error. Once all of this is done , I will finally have my peace , and my moments dedicated for us. And you know the most important part I am looking forward to?"

Sonarika giggled as she responded.

"Let me guess. The sex?"

Hemant laughed in a low tone but caressed her face. And then Hemant confessed.

"As awesome as that is Sona. That is not the only thing. I wanna hold your hand , I wanna have you close to me as we enjoy the first rain of the year together. I wanna listen to our synchronized heart beats and cherish that we are in this together. I want us to cook food together , and spend a common thing we enjoy doing together. I wanna sit in the gallery overnight with you on my lap as we look at the stars and get attacked by mosquitoes"

Sonarika laughed a little in those last comic words as her eyes were already watery.

"All I want in life is Sona , I want us to grow old together. And make our dream home a reality one day."

Tears fell from Sonarika's eyes as she hugged Hemant.

"Oh Hemant , I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!"

She kissed him repeatedly as they looked at each other for some time. Then Sonarika caressed his face.

"I'll go and make lunch for us"

"Don't worry , I already made it!"

Sonarika sighed again as she kissed Hemant harder this time. 

"You mister , how will I ever live without you"

"You won't , you're stuck with me in this life beautiful!"

"I'll go shower!"

Saying that Sonarika walked away with a smile to her bedroom. As Sonarika walked away , Hemant's mobile rang. He picked it up to check the caller to be Raquel. His whole demeanor changed.

"Raquel?"

"Bhaijaan , Kamya and Vaibhav have completed their tasks , the devices are set"

Hemant took a deep breath and responded.

"Good , arrange a meeting next week in my base. Bring all the resources , I will reveal the plan to all of you. Everything"

Hemant ended the call as he looked ahead. His hand was rolling something beneath his shirt , something hidden past the shirt , something sinister.

As Sonarika reached the bedroom she stripped herself and got into the shower. As the cold shower washed away the tiredness and the champagne and alcohol essence , Sonarika truly evaulated the events of last night. Nothing about that sail was about the Voyage Of Love , it was more like a sail of lust. And that is what gave Sonarika a more deepened clarity. It wasn't love that tempted her to seek Vikram , it was how they had sex. Whatever they used to do , it was carnal , it was deep, it was captivating and more over it was hypnotic. 

This explained the situation last night, the lustful surroundings of couples making out, the loud music, the sensual ambience, it made her loose control seeing Vikram not because of missing him as a person. She didn't desire the good man in him , she desired the carnal love maker. Someone who doesn't hold back , sex with him was something primal , something unnatural.

She remembers how she reminisced their tryst together in Galaxy Apartments when she visited him there. It was never love with him , love is mean't to be peaceful but with him , it was never peace , it was the lust for the chasm of chaos. And she has tasted him so much to the point he has become an addiction.

She arrived in the bedroom , her eyes getting more watery. She didn't move but simply stood. That  was when Sonarika's attention went to the desk and noticed that their marriage photo was missing. She looked around trying to find it , probably thought might've misplaced it. But she remembered nobody has touched it for many years. It has always stayed there. Eventually Sonarika bend down to check the floor. That was when she saw something glowing beneath the bed as she reached for it with her hand. She picked it in her hand and was relieved to find the marriage photo. It was the part of her jewellery that glowed in the photo. Sonarika picked it and cleaned it with a part of her dress as she placed it back where it sat before.

Sonarika realized that the voyage of love was indeed important for her , in her mind she believed her time in the yatch was a warning , a warning to her to show her how dangerous things are in her life right now , it also made her see some clarity in her life. She realized the situation she was in , she understood the reality that she had an unhealthy attraction towards Vikram. And its not attached to feelings , but rather physical. And that attraction is now dangerously close to ruining her marriage. Her reaction of passion towards Vikram while not even thinking about Hemant for once was a big point of judgement in her heart. And she didn't like it , she doesn't want to be addicted to him forever. 

With tears in her eyes Sonarika whispered.

"I am sorry Hemant. I am sorry that I lost myself. Vicky , he was like a drug that kept on crawling in my nerves. His intimacy clouded my mind , made me forget reality and send me to a cresendo of ultimate pleasure. But his involvement in my life also shown me now that he is a very dangerous addiction. An addiction which will ruin me , but even in this hard times , you have once became my beacon to show me the path"

Sonarika wiped her tears as she caressed Hemant's image in their marriage photo.

"No matter how much orgasms he gives me , no matter how many times he takes me to cloud nine. He can never take your place in my heart. My love for you is way above my attraction towards him. And now , I finally know what I must do"

Sonarika sat on the bed straight and whispered to herself. A motivation for herself.

"He is a terrible addiction in my life , but it won't be there for long. I will overcome him Hemant , I will get over Vikram and his sexual drug and recover from this terrible illness. I will return to be your wife , to be Karan's mother. Both of you will forever be a part of me. No Vikram , No Meghna will destroy it. I won't let it , I will not let them tear me and my family apart"

Sonarika held onto the photo with a firm grip as she whispered for the final time.

"I will fight. Fight for me , fight for us , our family. I will not let this addiction be the end of me. I will fight for my sanity. No matter how many times he calls me Soni , I will forever be Sona , your Sona. I LOVE YOU HEMANT. I WILL FOREVER LOVE YOU!"

Sonarika with a little teary eyed from the reality of her life as she holds the photo to her chest in a firm vice grip. A promise lingering with fire in her heart and mind , that no matter what happens , nothing is taking him away from her. He will be her life, and he will be her death!

Sonarika returned to the ambience of her home and to the duties of the day with a new optimism and determination in her heart which made her prepare herself for the fight of her life. 

SOMEWHERE IN MUMBAI.

Meghna's apartment building was buzzing with the chaos from the heavy traffic nearby and the sounds of Mumbai's nightlife. But there in the ground floor at the parking lot , Disha's scooty was safely parked signifying her presence here.

In Meghna's apartment , Disha was lying on her bed completely nude with her back on display. Meghna was standing on the doorway watching her , seeing the sweat formed on her body after the rigorous sex they had moments ago. Disha was tired and exhausted as Meghna smiled at her handiwork wearing just a shirt.

She lit up a cigarette , walked her way out closing the bedroom door shut as she walked towards her study room. The place where that photo board existed, a maze of revenge she has planned for. She picked up her phone and dialled a number. Waiting for the other side to pick it. 
 
"Hello , Mr.Raisinghani , I called to ask the details regarding my request. Yes regarding the Divorce Petition"

Her mind was focused as she looked towards the photo board near her workspace. An edited image of Sonarika and Vikram being pinned in the middle of the board.

"I want to know the full details. Everything , including the possibility of alimony and child support. I want to know every loophole we can use. Mail me in complete detail when its done"

Meghna ended the call as she went and consumed a peg of her whiskey. She came close to the photoboard and looked at the 'perfect couple' in her eyes.

"Oh Sonarika , not so long ago , you were a vessel for my revenge. The scapegoat meant to suffer so that a certain someone is hurt. But emotions , sometimes your helplessness brings out the sister in me to help you , save you from the harm that comes. Don't think of this as any sort of compassion for you Sonarika. I intend to break you but on my terms!"

Meghna once again looks at the photo of Sonarika's father Jagjeet posing with a mysterious woman. 

"You lived a life mean't for me Sonarika. But now , you will have to suffer to understand the level of pain I endured all my life. Your undoing will be my ultimate revenge. I am going to dismantle your life and cripple your identity. And the best part is , there is not a damn thing you can do to stop it"

Meghna soon picked up a photo of Hemant that is torn. 

"And you , I've known men that are unlucky Hemant, but yours is the worst one there is. In just one night , I fucked your cute fangirl assistant , Sandeep fucked your college crush , and Vikram nailed your sweet loving wife. In one night , the women around you spend their best times with someone else. But I have to say , I am interested to see this new change in you Hemant. But sadly , I am afraid it will not change what I plan to do with you anyways"

Meghna smiled as she sipped another drink as she grabbed Hemant's photo and set fire to it.

"Sorry Hemant , unfortunately , you're the sad victim in all this. But you remind me of him , and he destroyed my life"

Meghna looked at the board to see a small scarred photo of Javed pinned to it. Her face full of rage as she looked down at the burning image of Hemant

"You're just like him Hemant. And for that , you must burn!!"

Meghna walked away as Hemant's photo burned to a crisp in that floor.

SOMEWHERE ELSE IN MUMBAI

It was past 8.00 in the night. Hemant stepped into the dimly lit interior private parking lot of a shopping complex in the heart of the city, his polished shoes echoing on the concrete as he moved toward his waiting SUV. A gentle breeze rustled his crisp suit, and he paused briefly to adjust his cufflinks — the perfect image of a small scale industrialist. For anyone watching, he was just another upcoming and successful businessman wrapping up a late-night meeting in Mumbai’s elite circles. His eyes were calm, almost tired, betraying no hint of the danger lurking in the shadows. As he reached for the handle of his SUV, the stillness shattered; two figures emerged from behind a nearby pillar, blades gleaming under the harsh fluorescent lights.


The WuTang brothers, infamous assassins working for the Sun-OnYee Triads, lunged forward with silent precision, their machetes poised for a swift, fatal strike. Just as the blade was about to kiss the back of Hemant’s neck, he twisted with preternatural speed, slipping sideways into the vehicle's open door. The assassins stumbled forward, momentarily thrown off balance.

Before they could react, Hemant emerged again — but now in his hands gleamed an enormous sword, its long, straight blade ending in a hilt shaped like a regal crown. 

THE INQUISITOR. 

In that moment, Hemant’s calm demeanor shattered like glass, revealing something ancient and lethal beneath.

With a low, almost guttural breath, Hemant advanced. One brother slashed downward, but Hemant sidestepped effortlessly, his movements honed beyond human comprehension. Steel met steel in a clash of sparks as he parried and pivoted, his blade sweeping in deadly arcs. In a blur of motion, he carved a deep gash across one brother’s ribs, sending blood spraying into the parking lot floor. 

The second brother roared and charged, but Hemant flowed around the attack as though he were liquid, slicing the man’s arm clean off before driving the Inquisitor straight through his chest. The first brother staggered to his feet, wild with pain and rage, only to have his head severed in a final, merciless stroke.

As the last echo of the sword faded into the night, the two assassins collapsed, their blood pooling around Hemant’s polished shoes. He stood motionless for a heartbeat, his breath steady, his gaze cold and distant. Slowly, he lowered the Inquisitor sword, letting its tip rest on the ground. 

Then, as if called by an ancient force, his hand moved to his chest, revealing a simple thread necklace hidden beneath his shirt. Revealing the strange sinister object he was touching during the phone call in the morning. 

Hanging at its end was a mysterious ring, engraved with the image of Archangel Michael — God’s Knight, the slayer of demons. 

Hemant’s eyes flickered with something far older and darker than revenge; it was a primal, divine wrath restrained only by the thinnest veil of civility.

In that final moment, it became clear that Hemant was neither a common man , a family man , nor a simple industrialist at that moment. Beneath the tailored suits and paperworks in his factory office lay a man sculpted by blood and shadows, a warrior bound by secrets too terrible to name. The gentle mask of a simple family man had cracked open to reveal a storm of violence and justice, a past soaked in battles long forgotten by the world. Standing over the fallen WuTang brothers, Hemant looked less like a man and more like a harbinger, an echo of a time when angels and demons in human forms clashed in celestial wars that appeared man made and part of history. 

And in his stillness, as the ring glinted in the pale light, one could sense that this was just the beginning — that a hidden story, long buried, was about to awaken once more.

                                                                                                                                 END OF CHAPTER 15

[Akashkhan0672]

Wow.. Very intense story right now.. But so many time sonarika cheating her husband.. Why hemant didn’t fine any suspicious thought about it... Wish sonarika will get something terrible for her action to hemant..
Btw
Very gd and interesting story.. Love that broh.. Keep updates.. best of luck
To our silent hero hemanth

[Blackdick11]

Totally didn’t see that twist coming!
Note to me: never to assume anything before the seeing whole picture....
so gonna finish the current one properly before sharing thoughts!

[ricah43165]

The game Sonarika is playing isn’t harmless anymore — it’s like dancing with fire while soaked in gasoline. The deeper she goes, the more she risks not just burning herself, but turning her entire world — her marriage, her family, her identity — into ash.

Meghna,,,this woman has lost her mind,,, she won’t rest until she completely destroys sonarika...even talking to some mr. singhani regarding divorce petition...and looking for every possible loophole they can use to make this divorce happen. 
And poor hemant —
he’s become a victim in this mess,
simply because meghna sees javed in him.
one man’s mistake, and now she wants to punish them all.
And I want to know who that mysterious woman is in the photo with sonarika's father,,, and what her relationship is with meghna....
Things just got riskier for both the couple— their future’s looking even more dangerous now.


Overall, the update kept me hooked and left me wanting more.

[RCF]

Well Harry I read your part 2 of Chapter 15 and my thoughts aren't exactly changed about Sonarika. She is a selfish woman with selfish needs who cheated her husband and betrayed him to the core.

The funny thing about this story is the excuses on the basis of which Sonarika cheated her husband are not justifiable enough, while she defends her husband with Meghana and Vicky. Irony is she is the most cruel towards him and the truth is going to shatter Hemant. If he doesn't leave her then all his machoness is a total waste with 0 self respect.

Men and women are made different..

Woman seeks intimacy, Intimacy necessarily doesn't mean sex only, it means make moments together, spend time together, feel alive most of the time..that's what women crave all the time. If they are not getting it then its their responsibility to let their partner know about it.

Men seek cozy moments too and caring wife but the most men seek is respect from the woman they love, When a woman cheats a man, he considers that she lost her respect for him, that's why it hurts most for men. Men can never rebuild from there with her, its lost.

Sonarika in her frustrations, didn't seek help from Hemant. His pet project is just an excuse, Imagine how many times Karan went to warehouse in the beginning and not even once Sonarika went there to see his side project, She would have seen him in tank top and realize her husband has changed. Yet she couldn't find time, nor she spoke with him about her insecurities, her desires. She just assumed that her husband is a failure and its her fate and reiterated many times with other friends that life is not a dream and not every one is lucky. Her getting dreams of prince charming and his face as Vikram is the biggest red flag in this marriage. When some one loves her husband and only seek lust, this won't happen. The dreams will happen only when she feels her marriage is with a loser and in such a case there is no love. I do not believe she loves or deserves him no matter how much she is changed now again..lol any street side woman can notice a well chiseled male and can appreciate it, It takes only for the right woman in your life to stand by you when you need her the most. 

I do not understand why these lead characters always talk to their friends the most but never confide into the most important person in your life. She chose intimacy outside her marriage as she lack it, what will she do if Hemant chooses a faithful partner outside now that trust is broken? 

I prefer Pranitha to end up with Hemant. She is kind,mature and lost opportunities twice for happiness and she is genuinely content with her life despite so much tragedy. Its rare to see such personalities. She matches with Hemant in many aspects.

~RCF

[Harry Jordan]

Well Harry I read your part 2 of Chapter 15.
~RCF

Thank you for your opinion and your take. 

To some extent I agree , yes , without a shadow of a doubt Sonarika is definitely in the wrong. I don't intend to show her as some perfect angel in any instance. She did make reckless decisions in her life , and now she has gone into the pit to the point there is no guarantee she can save her own family. Add that to her own childhood friend conspiring to make this relation happen for an old revenge clearly shows she also has an enemy she has no idea about. This is her struggle , her conflict to protect her family , not knowing that she is fighting to salvage what she can.

As for her not visiting Hemant's place , that is obviously the point of the story rather than the narrated convenience in that regard. Sonarika has only seen two phases of Hemant , she met and fell in love with him in his darkest times when his sufferings began , that is why Hemant keeps her in high regard because when he lost all hope ,she came in his life and he lived and found love again. So all her life , Sonarika has only known a Hemant who sucked in fashion sense and eventually became and fat and slow regular guy. She could never comprehend her husband evolving into something better because she never saw that side of him. In her mind , she has picturised a Hemant who is calm and kind , always cheerful , and the only past she is being aware of is that Hemant was once in the army and he left because he watched his friend die which is his trauma and PTSD.

That is the point of her story , she saw Hemant as her choice but found her desire in Vikram. But little did she knew that her choice too had that desire which she never knew about. Which is why she is falling for him , Sonarika right now is doing exactly that , falling in love with Hemant all over again because she is starting to see her desire in him but it might just be too late for now.

As for Hemant forgiving her? Do you really think Hemant is that type of a character. I didn't write him to become a victim in the story , like you've saw in the previous chapter ending , the darker side of him is awakening out. And soon his past and present will merge forming a new side of Hemant. 

Like I said , there will be consequences , this whole story is a story of consequences , Sonarika has consequences and even Hemant has some.

So yes , Sonarika will face her consequences , and it will be the consequences that will hurt her physically and mentally.

[Harry Jordan]

DESPITE A HISTORY OF CENTURIES , ONLY ITS LAST WEILDER WAS A KING!


AND IN HIS HAND , THIS SWORD WAS NOT JUST A MERE WEAPON , IT WAS A SYMBOL OF JUSTICE!

[RCF]

Thank you for your opinion and your take. 


That is the point of her story , she saw Hemant as her choice but found her desire in Vikram. But little did she knew that her choice too had that desire which she never knew about. Which is why she is falling for him , Sonarika right now is doing exactly that , falling in love with Hemant all over again because she is starting to see her desire in him but it might just be too late for now.

I do not think you are getting my point, I am saying based on our analysis in last post that this is lust vs choice. 

I am saying when you choose your love based on preferences then it is not love, She is falling again for him seeing him fit like in early days of marriage doesn't make any sense for me, does that mean she only loves Hemant when he is fit and able to satisfy her? 

Also where there is love there is no deception. She should have confessed her sin to him by now..remember our other fav story, Meera could never hide her adventure with Krish..that's love to an extent plus her arc was always lust not some disappointment over her marriage. the premise there is always sex for fun...

Here, Sonarika conveniently getting fcked by her husband now and satisfied while she had an affair in the past as if nothing happened. Her love for her husband returns only from the guilt of the sin committed. Now that every woman in the story going gaga over Hemant and she is feeling the pride for her husband but does she deserve that man? I doubt that....

Also since you began the affair, I felt you ended it early too..lol the sex scenes were so good..keep them coming...

~RCF

[Hornytamilan23]

Hi RCF,
Sorry Harry Jordan, when I saw RCF has commented to this thread. I entered this thread to see what is happening.

Lately, nothing is going on well in Xossipy. Since there is a conflict, I took interest in reading this story.

Well bro yours are reviews, not a mere comment. So let me read this story and know why you compared this story and the lady with meera.

P.S If you say that sex scenes are good, then it must be dick raising. Let me have a try.

[Harry Jordan]

~RCF

I actually do , I get it she does seems hypocritical. And that is part of her arc , because both Vikram and Hemant also signify two different aspects of her life as well.

Also , she doesn't like having sex with Hemant because he is fit , she likes him more because he is succeeding , he is letting go the boring aspect of his life to be better. And Sonarika is appreciating that , in a way , Hemant is bringing the spark that they need but it just seems it might be too late for now.

What happened in general term is that Sonarika and Hemant's marriage was getting stale because of his faltering health , but then Vikram entered and captivated Sonarika from the get go , it was basically a romance in the sense , and she felt complete and free but she actually mistook lust for love. Because when it comes to Vikram and Sonarika , sex was too much involved between them. Yes they did some fun things , but here is the thing , the reality is that Sonarika only seeked sex from him because that is the only thing she believed she lacked in her life. But being with Vikram too much , their bond growing , she realized there is more than sex between them that was forming. And there is truth to that because Vikram is not some alpha or a bull , yes he behaved like one , but he behaved like that only to claim Sonarika because he has genuine feelings for her. 

Which is why there is a part of her that is reciprocating this feelings but her sanity is also warning the consequences , her mind is split between the two men in her life and she is confused where the genuine feelings lie. I mean I get it , she should confess , but that will end the story right then and there considering the kind of character Hemant is. The revelations will indeed happen , it is going to happen regardless. The next phase of the story is in the horizon and that is Hemant's backstory , but before we dwelve into that , a revelation must happen and Hemant must embrace his past and present. He has partially accepted it since the last chapter climax , but for the full transformation to complete , a major event needs to happen and we are building to that.

As for the sex scenes , no worries for that because there will be a whole lot more coming very soon. After all , I've already told you I am not going to treat Hemant as a wimp in the story , there is a bunch of ladies gunning for his attention , maybe in the future , someone or ALL of them might get lucky LOL!

[Harry Jordan]

Hi RCF,
Sorry Harry Jordan, when I saw RCF has commented to this thread. I entered this thread to see what is happening.

Lately, nothing is going on well in Xossipy. Since there is a conflict, I took interest in reading this story.

Well bro yours are reviews, not a mere comment. So let me read this story and know why you compared this story and the lady with meera.

P.S If you say that sex scenes are good, then it must be dick raising. Let me have a try.

Hey mate , 

    Glad that you're checking my story out , just a heads up , my story won't just focus on sex. There is a whole lot of theme including action.

     As for sex scenes , I've only recieve positive comments for that , so don't worry , more to come in future chapters.

            

[Akashkhan0672]

Dying for next dada

[SMOD-P]

Sorry Harry, i was busy but i got all the pending updates...

Wow , what a twist there is some sensetion between Sonarika and Vikram , the funny part is Meghna don't know anything about Hemant thinking he is just an avarage dumb guy but she doesn't know whome she is playing with ?

I expected to see the sex between Sonarika and Vikram but sadly there wasn't any ?

Waiting for the next...

[EPLOVER4U]

JUST MARVELOUS HARRY, LIKED THIS MORE THEN K3 BY KRISH, BECAUSE you dive in the untouched territory of female pov and the best is the thriller that is giving extra kick.

just asking do you know chutiyadr his stories are also on this same genre but he also writes with male pov, i would love to read your more work

EP

[Speedy21]

I like the fact hemant back story completely hidden til now I wonder who's gonna discover about him first.... Regular updates r appreciated as for sona that drug(vicky) has taken over .... Her..and their is no getting back form that

[Blackdick11]

Whatever happened between them, it’s all in the past now... at least that’s what they say. Now they’re "friends" and promised he won’t cross the line again, that he’ll do anything to protect their friendship...But he still has feelings for her, and as for sonarika, she hasn't completely moved on from those wild moments either...will things really stay the same?
because on that yacht, we saw it—how close they were to losing control. there’s something between them that hasn’t died.
something unspoken, unfinished…
something that refuses to stay buried.
and one day, it might just break free.

and undoubtedly there’s definitely a rizz in hemant — girls are crazy about him and dying to get his attention...
Let’s see who gets lucky!

[SMOD-P]

Waiting for next update