Adultery The Husband’s Doubt [Completed]

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So far so good author has shown his immense skill in delivering updates and following facts can be concluded from the last update:-

Rohan has done PHD in manipulation, creating situations favourable to him
Nivi entered into the world of illicit, affairs, adultery, cheating
Prem is not yet aware of what's happening behind his back
What is store for Nitin Prakash, Vani, Adhil, pratap role to play in future and what will be the consequences in Prem and Nivi life.

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Chapter 44 – The Waiting Room Encounter



"I'm Vani. Vani Nitin Prakash."

Nivi returned the smile — polite, friendly
"So what are you doing?" Nivi asked, conversation flowing to ease the lingering tension.

"Just a housewife..." Vani said softly, eyes dropping to her hands for a second.

"But looking for a job."

Nivi's interest sparked immediately — she had been thinking about hiring a reliable subordinate.

The company was growing fast, clients multiplying, deadlines tightening, and with her own distractions lately — especially the start of her real affair with Rohan — she needed someone dependable to keep things running smoothly.
Who should really become an associate soon so that she can reclaim her own time with family, especially Aara…
She was unsure about what was in store for her — whether she would fully embrace the affair or stop it. But she also thought about Rohan’s involvement in the company. Whatever decisions she made, she was caught in the middle — whichever path she chose had the chance of affecting the company. Stopping Rohan might impact the business; encouraging him would eat into her time. Personally, the decision to stop or encourage him would have no major effect on her… but the company? The one she built with her own hands? It had to run irrespective of her personal choices.

It needed a reliable person.

She was just thinking about that on her way to the hospital… but now there was a woman right in front of her.
She thought — if she is an MBA graduate, it will be easy?

"What do you do in academics?"
"I have done MBA..."

Nivi's eyebrows rose — perfect fit.

She reached into her purse and pulled out a visiting card.

Smooth, professional, her company logo crisp.

"I'm running a business. If you're interested in this domain, you can join me. I need someone to look after some works..."
Nivi was unsure why she needed to think of her as reliable. But somewhere a spark had lit in her eyes.

Vani's eyes lit up — genuine surprise and interest.

"Sure, I'm willing..." she said, voice hopeful.

"But my husband doesn't want me to go out now... maybe I will try in future."

She took the card carefully — fingers gentle, as if holding something fragile and precious.
"Okay... thank you."

The nurse came again — "Nivi..."

They exchanged a warm "See you soon" and departed.


Inside the cabin, the air was cool and clinical, the faint scent of antiseptic lingering.

Nivi sat on the examination table, paper crinkling beneath her.

She explained her condition — the soreness deep in her hips, the dull throb in her lower abdomen that had persisted since Bangalore.

Doctor — middle-aged woman, kind eyes behind glasses — examined gentle, professional.
Palpated carefully, asked questions soft.

"It's just nerve impact — nothing to worry. Suppressed by bad posture... maybe twisted during intimate moment."
Nivi flushed — heat rising to cheeks, nodding quickly, eyes on floor.

She knows... or guesses.

Doctor prescribed tablets — small bottle, instructions clear.

"Two days, you'll be fine. Rest, warm compress."

Nivi hesitated — voice small.

"I take pills to avoid pregnancy... maybe side effect?"

Doctor shook head — reassuring.

"No, that has nothing to do.. but avoid pills often. Better cycle. Use condoms."

Smile light, maternal.

"Your husband don't like it?"
Nivi shook head in shame — automatic, face burning deeper.

Then realised — how would doctor know if this is by her husband or someone else?
The assumption stung.
Face burned hotter.

"Okay..."

Doctor smiled  suddenly something striked her she looked at irony before her


She spoke .

"See, you're taking a pill to control. The woman I encountered before — she came to see me as she could not conceive.."

Nivi struck — memory flashing to Vani outside, baby in arms, longing in eyes perhaps.

Smiled light — understanding the irony, the contrast.



Her own choice — control.
Vani's struggle — opposite.

"Okay doctor, bye.."

Left cabin — tablets in hand, mind turning.


Back home.

Vani told Prakash — excited, card in hand, eyes bright.

"Met a woman today — at doctor. You know what she offered me a job. That too a marketing company for big corporations"

Prakash (Nitin Prakash) — distracted, sitting with laptop, mind on business rivalry, step-brothers' old hurt festering.
"No..." voice flat, eyes on screen.

"Let me stay somewhere solid first. You remember right we discussed this long back. Wait for a year i  don't want two of us travel same path.. let me jump, you wait until.."

Vani disappointed — excitement fading, shoulders dropping.
Turned back — slow.

Saw Nithin  didn't even look at the visiting card she placed on the table.

His mind reeling about hurting his step-brothers caused — old betrayal, business sabotage years ago.

To cut short, Nithin had step brothers who cheated them a year back, taking all the assets from him, Vani’s father who married her to Nithin for money threw him away when he realised Nithin has nothing, in fact Vani’s father was a small business man.. Nithin's mother liked Vani when she saw her in a relative marriage function and decided to get her for Nithin as she looked beautiful; she chose Vani even though they were not in their range of wealth. She got married to Nithin exactly 15 months back.. 

She got introduced to the luxurious world.. She was the happiest person.. Nithin though average he looked good, plus the cars, big house, countless amenities, and nithin gave her freedom to go wherever she wanted to party…  She used to rotate 3 cars a week for her drive to shop. During college days, and there is a specific set of friends, who only consider themself as elite, she tried to hang out with them but never found a place… but post marriage, the same group had invited her to their social gatherings.. 

The group still exists even after years of college studies are over.. All suddenly changed 10 months back.. When Nithin’s step brothers his fathers second wifes sons cheated him and took all the wealth..

Nithin’s mother was forced to leave their house, Nithin’s father took her to America for medical treatment. She also played a part in the scheme, she thought it would push nithin to stand on his own feet but things turned more ugly for him and her. Nithin considers this as betrayal and totally cuts ties with his family.. 


Vani, for the sake of marriage, sticks to him, but she also expects the rich lifestyle but what she has to do is to struggle with him. 


Nithin decided to win the game, by earning more than his step brothers, he thought Vani was his step to success. She has no option, other than following her husband, She believed in her strength but Nithin never wanted it. 


Nithin never knows his action is hurting her.. 

Unknown to him, she is determined to climb the ladder soon and lead a super luxurious and rich life; she wants to teach the world a lesson, also Nithin who had been sidelining her worse than the elite friends ever did.


She picked Nivi's card and was scratching her mind — it was joggling between listening to Nithin's words or going to pursue her dream?





At Nivi’s home





Nivi came back home — tablets taken with water.

She was feeling relaxed — realising it's just a nerve ache.

She is just thinking about Rohan — she didn't speak to him today.



Will he feel odd?



Suddenly a promise came into mind — her surrender in Bangalore, that she gave him permission to be an active sexual partner.



She felt shame — but she never had a guilt feeling now.


She decided to have a friendly conversation with Rohan the next day.

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Hi Mate, your story is going great. So keep up the great work.

Bdw, Chapter 31 seems missing on page 5. Is it really missing or just a typo of absent-mindedness, thus jumping to Chapter 32 from Chapter 30? Take a look.

Best Wishes for Happy New Year.

Just noticed it , its a clear typo but got carried away :)

Thanks for the feedback

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Chapter 45 – The Morning After - The Reassurance


The next morning arrived soft and quiet.

Nivi woke early — before the alarm, before Aara's chatter, before Prem stirred.
She got ready in silence — simple cotton saree, hair tied back, minimal makeup.
She waited for Prem to leave — watched him kiss Aara's forehead, grab his keys, say "See you evening" with a tired smile.
Door clicked shut.
She exhaled — long, steady.
Pulled out her phone.
Messaged Rohan:
Delay 10 mins after Prem leaves. Then let's get started.
Sent.

Heart beat a little faster.
She stepped out exactly 10 minutes later — Prem's car long gone.

Rohan was waiting in the Mercedes — engine idling low, windows tinted.
She slid in — door soft thud.

They drove in silence for the first minute — city waking around them.
Rohan broke it first — voice calm, concerned.
"What was the trouble you were facing yesterday? Why did you took leave?"
Are you feeing unwell, his hand reached her forehead..


Nivi looked out the window — buildings blurring past.
"Nothing..."
Rohan glanced sideways — eyes gentle but firm.
"Nivi... let's be clear. We are not a couple. We are not lovers. We are good friends and become better sexual partners.. We are something like friends with benefits... Don't hide anything from me. Let's be honest with each other."
She turned to him — his profile steady, hands sure on the wheel.
She took a breath.

"I feared some issue... went to the doctor. Nothing worrying. Just a nerve ache due to the impact after sex."
Rohan nodded — no shock, no teasing.

"Let's be careful henceforth — pills, checkups. And don't hide anything from me. Whatever happens, I will take responsibility for you."

That assurance gave her strength and courage — a quiet warmth spreading through her chest.
She looked at him — really looked.

"Thank you."


By the t ime she said thank you the car reached the office.


At office — inside her cabin.
Nivi was confused — she didn't open up to Rohan about what the expectations and boundaries should be in their affair... or whether to stop.
In the car it was just a casual conversation about her absence last day.
Additionally , she wanted to inform him about hiring a subordinate so the business runs smoothly — someone to handle the load.

Suddenly a staff member entered , the woman said, madam a CEO named Aadhil came to meet you yesterday. He waited for a long time and went .. Rohan sir knows it.. I just wanted to inform you..



Who is this? Aadhil? Nivi got surprised. Okay lets ask Rohan

She decided to go inside Rohan's cabin — big CEO room, similar to hers but with more glass, more view.
As she entered, Rohan looked into the files.. As soon as he saw her.. He stood and went near her,, he just passed her with a sly smile and locked the room.


When he came back she almost reached the window — city sprawling below.

He stood behind her, close enough she felt his warmth. He didn't want to tease her sexually but lay a much deeper emotional trap to test.

"What keeps bothering you?" he asked, voice low. "Your face looks pale."
Nivi stared at the road far below — cars like toys, people ants.
"I... I don't know what to do," she whispered.


"Let's stop the drama. This... us... it's too much. I can't keep doing this to Prem."


Rohan didn't move away — his voice stayed calm, steady.
"Stop if that's what you want. But tell me honestly — is it because you feel guilty... or because you're scared of how good that you fear I will try to own you and cause trouble to your marriage?"


She swallowed — eyes stinging.
"Both. I feel like I'm betraying him every time. But when I'm with you... it's like I remember who I used to be. Free. Alive. And I hate that I like it so much."
He placed his hands lightly on her shoulders — not pulling, just resting.
"Then don't stop because of guilt. And I assured many a time, I wont enter into your marriage.. Stop only if it stops feeling right for you. Prem is changing — good. Let him. But you don't have to shrink back to the old version of yourself just to fit his change. You deserve to feel alive too."
She turned her head slightly — his face close.
"But what if it destroys everything?"


Like you said once that you have a fantasy like you want to have sex with me when prem around
Rohan laughs.. No no thats little fantasy no need it has to be real… i just want to feel like im the alpha for you


Nivi asked what Alpha? How do men always shit like these…


Rohan, you will understand it soon.. Anyways to feel like alpha its not necessary i had to do before him.. Like lets do when he is not aware physically or in an atmosphere that make us think we are doing in a place where he is…


Nivi said whatever
"But what if it destroys everything?"



"It won't — as long as we keep it honest between us. No lies, no hiding. We are partners — in business, in this. If you ever want to stop, say it. I'll respect it.


But right now... you're not saying stop because you want to. You're saying it because you think you should."
Nivi's breath hitched — the truth landing heavy.
He stepped closer — arms sliding around her waist from behind, hugging her gently, chest to her back.


"Let's not stop this," he whispered against her ear. "Not yet. Let me show you more... unseen pleasure. Let me remind you who you really are."


His hands slipped under her saree — fingers teasing the skin of her stomach, slow circles inching lower.
Nivi's eyes fluttered — body responding even as mind resisted.
"Rohan..."
"Shhh," he murmured. "Look outside. All those people... they have no idea what's happening right here. And that's okay. This is our world."


His fingers found her entry — gentle pressure over fabric, teasing until wetness soaked through.


She moaned softly — small, involuntary sound escaping.


The people who ride on the road — if they quickly look up at the top of the building — they can witness sexual display of two.


Nivi forgets where she is — head falling back against his shoulder, moans a little louder.


She suddenly realised — turned back sharply.
Saw Rohan lick his fingers — glistening with her leaks.
She felt shy — face burning.
Rohan stopped her — gentle grip on wrist.


"Let's go."


She was unsure where.
20 minutes later the car reached their house — Rohan's penthouse.

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Chapter 46 – The Alpha Show 


Prem sat in his office — video call open, screen glowing with product demo slides.
He was explaining features to the client — voice steady, slides clicking smoothly.

But his mind was full of doubts again.

Nivi's silence yesterday, her anger in the flight, the way she changed seats to sit near Rohan — it all gnawed at him.
What happened to her? Why is she pulling away?
He wanted to reach her — speak, clear the air.

But fear stopped him.
What if she thinks it's odd? What if she gets irritated?

Somewhere in his mind he wanted to check on Nivi again — just see her, make sure everything was fine.
He searched for a reason — something natural to visit her office.

Suddenly he remembered — the plot they purchased for construction.

Back in Chapter 28, with guidance of Rohan, he had bought that land — a promise of a new home, a fresh start. The engineer had sent initial plans months back, but due to full pressure on projects, he hadn't had time to approve them.

He immediately called the engineer.

"Send me some luxurious, nice plans for the house. I will get my wife's approval today."

Engineer: "Sure sir, I'll send in an hour."

Prem jumped in joy — he had a reason.

He could reach her, spy a little — see if all was good, be assured.

If everything looked normal, he could relax.

At Rohan's penthouse — they reached.

Nivi surprised — looked around the familiar entrance.

"You said you take me somewhere... but here is our house."

Rohan corrected gently — eyes glinting with something deeper.

"Not our house. We are going to your bedroom... your husband's room."
He paused — voice low, intimate.
"Invite me to your bedroom."

Nivi didn't realise — he was unveiling the starting stage of his cuckold fantasy.
She hesitated — then nodded, voice soft.

"Come."


As they entered — Prem's bedroom, their marital bed, photos of family on the wall, Aara's toys in the corner.
Rohan undressed himself — slow, deliberate.
Nude.

When she turned around — she saw naked Rohan.
He came closer — slowly, deliberately.

Instead of undressing her immediately, he asked her to stay calm.
"Observe. Enjoy every inch. Every pleasure."

He stood before her — fully bare, body sculpted, hardness proud and thick.

"All we did earlier was fast sex," he said softly. "We need to enjoy slowly. Really feel it."

He took her hand — guided it to his penis.
"Hold it. Enjoy it."

Nivi's fingers wrapped around — warm, heavy, pulsing.
He began a lesson — voice low, intimate.

"Feel the veins... the way it throbs when you squeeze gently. See how the head glistens? That's for you."
He moved her hand — slow strokes, up and down, thumb circling tip.

"Embrace it. This is yours when we're together. No shame. No rush."
Nivi's breath quickened — eyes locked on his length, then up to his face.

"It's so... warm," she whispered, almost to herself.

Rohan smiled — "That's because it's alive for you. Feel how it jumps when you touch the underside... right there."
She did — fingers tracing the sensitive ridge.

He groaned softly — "Yes... just like that."
Nivi looked up — shy but curious.
"Why are you teaching me this?"

"Because I want you to know it. Not fear it. Not rush it. Own it."

He leaned down — kissed her slow, deep.

Then led her hand lower — cupping, exploring.

She felt him grow harder — veins standing out more, skin hot.
He whispered against her lips.
"You feel that? How it swells... that's your power."
Nivi's cheeks flushed — "It's... intimidating."
"And beautiful," he corrected. "Look at it. Really look. This is what makes you moan. This is what fills you. Embrace it."
She did — eyes tracing every detail: the thick base, the slight curve, the glistening tip.
He kissed her neck — slow trail.
Then undressed her — saree falling in folds, blouse unhooked, petticoat sliding down.
Naked together.

He guided her to bed — laid her back gently.
Kissed down her body — slow trail: neck, breasts, stomach, inner thighs.
She moaned — soft, building.

At the same time,  Engineer sent building plan. Prem took print immediately  — started car to Nivi's office.

The 20 mins as he drive.... Nivi was in ecstasy as the smooching and kissing all over her body made her moan in pleasure....

"Fuck me Rohan," she said — voice husky.

Rohan smiled — "What's the emergency for it? Let's take it slow today... I want you to just enjoy my penis."
He stood up — made her sit on bed.

He stepped out on floor — stood with penis facing her face.

He positioned himself — penis head at face level.

He slapped her face lightly with his thick dick — heavy, warm contact.
Circled his penis on her lips — teasing, painting them with pre-cum.
She embraced it with her face — cheeks brushing, lips parting slightly.


At this time, Prem reached her office — found staff saying Rohan and madam left for some work.

Prem called her.
Phone rang.


Nivi's hand was on Rohan's penis — playing with it, stroking slow.

She was shocked to see his call.. Rohan said attend the call.. and put on speaker
she did

Prem: "Where are you Nivi? What are you doing at office time?"
She said — voice shaky — "I have plenty of works to be completed on my hand.."
Nivi visibly saw the change in Rohan pattern.. he was trying to make her fuck.. a sign his mood is turned on when Prem came on phone.. she smiled

He pushed her back on bed.
Her hand left his penis.

Rohan wrote "atmosphere" on his phone and showed her.
She realised what he meant — an alpha's cuckold game show.

He spread her legs.
Pushed his dick slowly inside — inch by inch, stretching, filling.

He moved — slow, deep thrusts, hips rolling, letting her feel every ridge, every vein.
She gasped — "Ohhh..."

Prem asked — "What happened?"

She could not speak properly — Rohan pursued even more.

She said — "Speaking with you I gulped coffee and it's so hot it spilled on me..."

Rohan thrust harder — she said — "I will call later" — cut the phone abruptly.
Prem is disappointed how she cut the call.. he tried again but the phone kept ringing....
5 minutes later Rohan phone rang.. prem again.. he smiled... he said see he doubts us... lets show our value...

Nivi could not hear anything other than the Wet sounds — soft slaps of skin, 

her moans rising.

He whispered — "Feel me... all of me."

"This is what I said — did you feel the kick of cheating? Extra marital pleasure. Let's do it baby — no one suffers but pleasures are ours..."

She said — "Mmmmm..."
She did — body arching, hands clutching sheets.
After long, teasing minutes — they came together.

Another phone ring from Rohan's mobile.


Nivi said — breath still ragged — "Looks like Prem keeps on calling you..."
Rohan glanced at the screen — then at her, eyes dark with mischief.

"Attend it. Tell him something... baby."

Nivi teased back — voice husky, playful — "Okay baby... let me attend it. But don't ask for a second round hearing his voice... I'm exhausted."

Rohan was surprised — Is she in for the cuckold game? Oh no...

His penis stood rock hard again — twitching at the thought.

He said — voice low, thick — "Attend the call, baby... let me fill you and show who owns you."

He came on top of her — inserted his penis again, deeper this time.
She took the phone — attended not looking the caller name...


She said — "Yes my dear husband... why are you keep on calling him?"
Rohan pushed one deep thrust.
She gasped — moan swallowed. She was shocked.. now Prem will definitely know Nivi is fukcing someone.. the moan will tell him.. she was shocked.. panicked..


The voice on the phone — "I'm willing to be your husband..."

but the fellow beside you, Mr. Rohan said  — "You look gorgeous in person." but he keeps hiding you..

The voice was not Prem's. She was relaxed but who he is he...

She shocked — pulled phone away to see the display name.

The name reads: Aadhil.

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Why every writer think of wife fantasy only why every time wife want to cheat his husband of husband do same thing so why they are shamed then i think chuck will be noy good if you keep story balance same nivi is doing it ahould be doen by pream also

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Chapter 47 – The Dangerous Game

The phone displayed Aadhil
Nivi instantly cut the call.. she was feeling anxious..

Rohan pulled back slightly — his penis still inside her, bodies slick with sweat, breaths heavy in the quiet room.

He glanced at his phone — screen dark now.
Nivi, still catching her breath, looked at him.
"You didn't see the name?" she asked, voice soft but edged with sudden worry.
Rohan shook his head — casual, almost amused.

(But deep inside he knew he purposely did this. If it was Prem, he wouldn't have made the deliberate move that caused her moan — audible to the person on the other side. He had controlled the volume, the timing. A test.)

"Didn't see. Who was it? Thought it was Prem — he was calling us non-stop."
Nivi exhaled — relief mixing with leftover adrenaline.

"Glad it was Aadhil... but what if it was Prem? This is a dangerous game, Rohan. We need to stop this fantasy."
Rohan eased out slowly — careful, gentle — then lay beside her also making her turn so his penis still inside her, one arm dbangd across her waist.
"Okay," he said softly. "Sorry... I got carried away. If you say stop, we stop. No pressure."

He paused — studied her face, thumb brushing her cheek.

"But tell me honestly — you're scared... or part of you liked it?"

Nivi turned on her side — facing him, eyes searching his.

"I liked it... too much. That's what scares me. If Prem ever hears something like that..."

Rohan brushed hair from her face.

"He won't. Not unless you want him to."
He started growing inside her again — hips shifting for round two.

She stopped him gently — hand on his chest.
"Leave it... I'm not in the mood."

Rohan respected — pulled back.

"Who is Aadhil, really?"
Rohan smiled — small, proud.
"My bestest friend. Closer than blood. And... he will be a new investor in our company."

Nivi panicked — sat up slightly, sheet falling to her waist.
"He knows about us?"

"Not yet," Rohan said calmly. "Maybe now he knows something... but not to bother. Aadhil is safe. He doesn't judge. He... understands."
Nivi stared — processing.

"So he's coming into the company... and he might have heard me moan while you were—"
Rohan laughed softly.

"He probably did. But trust me — that's not a problem. He is my buddy and friend. He already sees you as sister-in-law. He knows a little but not the affair part."

She shook her head — half-laugh, half-disbelief.
"You're impossible."

"Why did you tell about me to your buddy?"
Rohan pulled her close — kissed her forehead.

"Because I consider you a real part of me — friend just like Aadhil. No gender bias. Only thing I can't fuck him... but I can fuck you all day."
She laughed ...

Looking at her ease, he asked...

"Now tell me — what else is on your mind?"
Nivi sighed — voice quieter.
"I need to hire a subordinate for us. The company... it's growing too fast. I can't manage everything alone anymore. Especially with... this."
Rohan nodded — serious now.
Nivi said exactly the reason we're fucking here — company left with no one taking charge when we're... distracted."

Nivi blushed — Rohan didn't deny.

"Yes."

Rohan thought for a second.
"Okay. I will hire someone. A good one."

Nivi looked at him — grateful.
"Okay... thank you."

And she continued.
"But your fantasy is too much..."
Rohan said — voice gentle.

"I'm not yet into fantasy... I have so much in the list to explore sexually with you. In first place, today's my plan was to show a glimpse of how cuckold will be — by taking you on your husband's bed. Second, you didn't seem to explore much... I tried to face-fuck you and train you for blowjob... but sudden call from Prem changed all."

She looked at him — then said.

"Okay... he already seems to have gone to office. Let's disperse here and get back to office. Let's meet back in evening..."

Rohan said i cant.. you need to blow me tomorrow. only if you agree i will come else i will stay nude until prem arrives.

Nivi blow?

Rohan.. you need to suck my penis baby.. blowjob...

Nivi knows he was joking he said i will try or find a way to do tomorrow.. They dispersed laughing..


Evening arrived.

Prem came home — plans rolled under his arm.

Showed them to Nivi — spread on dining table.

"Look... the engineer sent these today. Luxurious, like we talked about. Tell me what you think."
Nivi scanned — beautiful villas, open layouts, garden views.
She smiled — small, tired.

"I'll confirm tomorrow. Too much to decide tonight."
Prem nodded — hopeful.

"Okay. Tomorrow."


Next day in office.

Rohan called her into his cabin — door locked behind her.
He pulled up a file on his screen — architectural renderings.

"Here," he said. "A new plan for the house."
Nivi leaned in — eyes widening.

"How did you know Prem sent me plans? I didn't even tell you yet."
Rohan smiled.

"The engineer informed me. Did you forget I was the one who suggested him?"
Nivi said — "Yes..."

It was stunning — modern, open, plenty of rooms, pool sides, pools in both bottom and roof.
What Nivi failed to see were the hidden touches: secret passages, blind spots, concealed doors leading to the master bedroom.
She was impressed with the plan.

"Thanks for being very thoughtful... helping us, me and Prem."
Rohan turned to her — eyes dark.

"Don't thank me yet."

He stepped closer.

"I'm making this plan for the house... so I can have many blind spots. Secret places. Hidden doors to your bed... where I can have sex with you."

He showed those places — finger tracing lines on screen.

Nivi's breath caught.
She was scared and thrilled.

"You are something else," she hit on his hand playfully and said, "Nevertheless plan is good. Let me give it to Prem."

Rohan said — "No... I will ask the engineer to send it directly to Prem and say new designs and lesser cost... meanwhile you tell Prem nothing works... so Prem will send new designs which engineer will send... then you approve. Prem should not know the plan is ours..."

Nivi shook her head like a puppet — half-amused, half-shocked.

He kissed her — deep, claiming. 

The plans lay open on the table — a blueprint for their future.
When she went back to her cabin, Rohan texted Aadhil.

"Man your plan is awesome... the plan is going well. Do not spoil it."

Aadhil responded: "Yes chief on your command... I don't want another hilltop incident to occur."

Rohan face turned pale — he was disturbed for a moment when Aadhil said this.

But he texted back.

"Until last, our motive should not be heard by her... she needs to grow herself to the way we want."
Aadhil texted back: "I will maintain distance until the time comes..."

Both men smiled.

Nivi unaware of what these two men have in store for her...

Sending Prem a text: "No designs were good. Ask for more modern and futuristic..."