[Muralimm]

No words for the excellence of the story

Truly amazing script writer and the proceedings of every update was excellent

the finest story plot

[Sengolan]

please don't stop with one session. we need more.

[lakshana]

What's more in waiting? are the fantasy gonna escalate to more darkest unexplored so far in any of the threads.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 71 – The Morning After & The Brutal Dawn


Morning in Cochin – Prem’s Hotel Room

Sunrise poked through the thin hotel curtains — pale gold rays slicing across the room, warming the rumpled bedsheet where Prem lay awake.
He hadn’t slept much.
The laptop on the nightstand glowed faintly — Vikram’s files still open: hospital records, old messages, the basketball photo, Kanmani’s story, Aashika’s broken leg.
Proof.
Enough to ruin them.
But not enough to save Nivi — not yet.
He reached for his phone — thumb hovering over Nivi’s name.
He wanted to call. To hear her voice. To ask if she was okay. To warn her.
But he stopped.
Fingers traced her name on the screen — slow, almost reverent.
He whispered to the empty room — voice cracking just a little:
“Nivi… don’t succumb to them. I don’t know what stage you’re in right now. If you’re still just in the friend zone with them… you’re recoverable. If not… I’m not sure how we’ll be able to continue. Please… stay pure for me.”
He locked the phone.
Set it face-down.
Moments later — he decided.
He would tell Nitin everything.
Calmly. Fully.
Warn him about Vani.
They would protect their families — together.


[b]Cut to the Villa – Morning[/b]


Sun rays poked through the glass wall of the rooftop bedroom — warm, insistent, painting golden stripes across Nivi’s naked body.

She snored softly — like a donkey, deep and exhausted — the last night’s double pleasure had taken a brutal toll.
Her body ached — thighs bruised, core tender, ass still throbbing from Aadhil’s relentless length and Rohan’s thick girth stretching her simultaneously.

Dry semen crusted on her inner thighs, between her breasts, faint streaks on her stomach.
She woke slowly — eyes fluttering open once, twice, thrice.
Looked around.
No one.

Bed empty on both sides.

She touched herself — fingers brushing her swollen pussy, feeling the sticky residue.
A faint smile curved her lips — small, secret, almost guilty.
She stood — legs shaky — walked naked to the glass wall.

Outside — the rooftop pool deck.

Rohan and Aadhil in the water — nude, bodies glistening, talking low.
Rohan saw her — waved hi, easy smile.

Aadhil looked somewhere else — jaw set, eyes distant.
Nivi kinda liked that attitude — the silent, brooding intensity.

She waved back — small, shy — then turned to the bathroom.
Hot shower — steam rising, water pounding her skin.

She washed it all away — dry semen flaking off under soap, bruises blooming purple on her hips, neck, inner thighs.
Twenty minutes later — she joined them.

Wrapped a towel around her body — sat on a sunbath chair.
Rohan — floating — “Feeling tired?”

Nivi — faint smile — “A little… but thanks. I slept well.”
She looked at Aadhil — who still didn’t speak.
Why did he seem like a silent spectator?

She dragged him — playful — “Aadhil… you’re quiet.”
Aadhil turned — eyes dark, intense.

“I’m disappointed last night.”
Nivi — curious — “Why?”



“You slept early… just after DP. I didn’t get a chance to enter your vagina.”

Nivi laughed — surprised, a little breathless.
“Do you think I’ll ask for it?”

Aadhil stood from the pool — water cascading off his body, cock already thickening.
He walked toward her — slow, deliberate.
“You very well know I won’t ask for permission, right?”

Nivi’s face turned quizzical — pulse jumping.
Aadhil stopped in front of her chair — dripping, hard.
“Today… Nivi will see all my potentials.”

Aadhil lifted her from the chair — easy, strong — carried her back into the bedroom.
Rohan — still in the pool — watched through the glass wall.

He saw Nivi laughing — curiously, nervously — making a small, token attempt to block him.
He sensed it immediately.
Nivi was already smitten by him.

She was just namesakely denying.

Aadhil threw her on the bed.




From the pool — the glass gave him a perfect view. View is from Bedroom.. Rohan can watch them from pool..



THIS IS HOW THE villa looks like in roof, where pool view bedroom is located



She bounced — like a ball hitting a wall — laughing again.

Aadhil removed his boxer brief in one go — cock springing free, thick and long, already leaking.
He plucked the towel away — she was nude underneath.
He didn’t ask.

He spread her legs — wide — knees pinned open by his thighs.
One brutal, unbroken thrust — he buried himself balls-deep in a single violent stroke.



actually this is the view Rohan could get from inside  the Pool




Nivi cried out — “Aadhil—!” — sharp, involuntary, 

back arching hard off the mattress before collapsing back.

He growled low — “You know my way is always brutal. 

I won’t ask. I just need you.”

No pause. No gentleness.



He started thrusting — heavy, relentless, 

hips slamming forward with machine-like force. 

Each stroke bottomed out with a wet slap, 

jolting her entire body.

Rohan was surprised by the intensity Aadhil is doing with her..

The Intensity! -->





Her breasts shook violently — nipples hard and dark, 

bouncing wildly with every impact, 

skin already flushing red from the friction.

Nivi’s hands flew to his shoulders — nails digging in deep, leaving angry red trails down his back. Not pushing away. Holding on. Anchoring herself against the onslaught.

Her mouth opened — silent gasps turning into soft, broken exhales.

Legs spread wider on their own — thighs trembling, heels digging into his ass, pulling him deeper without conscious thought.

Aadhil leaned down — mouth crashed over hers, hungry, devouring.

Tongue forcing its way in. 

She opened instantly — met him, tongues tangling, her soft whimper lost inside the kiss.

He broke it. Teeth grazed her jaw. 


20 Mins later...

He flipped her roughly onto her stomach — yanked her hips high, knees forced apart.

Entered her again from behind — deeper angle now, cock dragging along her front wall, 

hitting that spot relentlessly.



Nivi’s face pressed into the pillow — fingers clawing sheets, knuckles white. 

Back arched instinctively, ass lifting to meet each slam. 

Muffled moans vibrated into the fabric — low, desperate, but never loud.

He fisted her hair — held her in place, controlling the arch. 

Pounded harder — balls slapping her clit rhythmically, wet obscene sounds filling the room.

Her body betrayed her completely — walls fluttering, clenching sporadically around his thickness. More wetness coating him, dripping down her thighs. Hips began tiny, helpless rolls backward — chasing the depth, the brutality.

Aadhil felt every quiver. 

Growled against her ear — “This cunt is already mine this morning.”

No answer from her. Just a sharp inhale through the pillow. Thighs shaking harder.



He reached under — rough fingers found her clit, rubbed fast, merciless circles while he kept slamming deep.

Nivi stiffened suddenly — breath caught — then shattered silently. 



Walls clamped down hard, pulsing violently around him. Whole body quaked — thighs trembling, toes curling, a long muffled whimper swallowed by the pillow. Orgasm rolled through her in heavy waves, but she made almost no sound.


He didn’t stop. 

Fucked her through the spasms — prolonging them until she was oversensitive, tiny jerks with every stroke.


Then shorter, vicious thrusts — hips grinding at the end of each one.

Low animal growl tore from him. He buried to the root — locked there, pulsing thick, hot ropes deep inside her.


Grinding slow circles to force every drop in, marking her completely.



Stayed buried a long moment — breathing ragged against her neck.



Slowly pulled out. Cum leaked from her swollen entrance immediately — thick, white, obscene.

He rolled her onto her back again — almost careful now. Looked down at her wrecked, flushed face.



A Solid Kiss now



The kiss had many meaning... especially from the eyes of Rohan... 

it seemed like Nivi enjoying it with aadhil.. it seemed she is doing with a person whom she loves the most.



What is started as a soft kiss turned into more fierce







After 10 long minutes smooch and kiss..


Nivi’s eyes opened slowly — heavy, dazed. Lips parted. Cheeks burning.


A tiny, secret curve touched the corner of her mouth — barely there.


He turns to his back.. now Nivi on his chest playfully gives him a kiss mimic like this





This is enough for Rohan to conclude Nivi is bitten heavily by Aadhil.

All it took for this is a single day Rohan smirked..


From the pool — Rohan saw everything.


Aadhil’s thick cock sliding in and out, glistening with her arousal.
Her lips stretched tight around him, clinging every time he pulled back.
The creamy ring at his base.

The way her body opened wider with every thrust — no resistance, just surrender.

For the first time — Rohan felt something inside him twist.

And the final Kiss Marathon.. Nivi had never done it to him...


Jealousy. Raw. Sharp.



He remembered how she used to melt under his gentle hands — soft sighs, whispered “thank you”s, curling into him like he was her safe place.


Last night she’d still held his hand during the DP — needed his eyes on hers for courage.

This morning she hadn’t glanced toward the glass once.

Hadn’t reached for him.


Her body had answered Aadhil’s force like it recognized something new — something she hadn’t known she craved until now.

Rohan’s throat tightened.


He felt her slipping — quietly, without a single word — toward the man who didn’t coax, didn’t wait, just claimed.



That was when his phone rang.

The informer.

“Rohan… Vikram is attacking your system. We have temporarily blocked it… but rush to Chennai and secure everything.”



Rohan looked at the glass wall — Aadhil and Nivi deep into the aftermath, her legs still parted, his hand resting possessively on her thigh.

Moans had faded. Only heavy breathing now.



The phone call shook his base.
He decided.

He would leave them alone for now.

Reach Chennai soon.


He climbed out of the pool — towel around waist.

Walked away — eyes still on the glass one last moment.

Nivi — lost in the afterglow — didn’t see him go.


The villa stayed silent.


Only the waves.

And the unraveling beginning.

[Ajay Kailash]

Excellent

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 72 – Rohan stands in place of Prem.. Irony &  Quiet Surrender



Rohan stood at the edge of the rooftop pool, towel still low on his hips, phone pressed to his ear.

The informer’s voice crackled again — urgent, clipped.

“Vikram’s team is probing deeper. They’ve got partial access to the secondary server. You need to be here before they escalate.”

Rohan ended the call. Stared at the glass wall of the bedroom.

Inside — Nivi and Aadhil.

She was still sprawled on her back where Aadhil had left her, legs parted, skin flushed, a thin trail of his cum leaking slow and white between her thighs. Aadhil hovered above her now, one hand braced beside her head, the other tracing lazy circles around her nipple. Her chest rose and fell — heavy, satisfied breaths.

Rohan’s stomach twisted again.

All in one night.

Last night she’d held his hand through the double penetration — fingers laced tight, eyes locked on his for reassurance. This morning she hadn’t even looked his way.

He blamed himself.
I let this happen.
I opened the door.
I introduced her to Aadhil’s force.

I thought sharing would keep her closer — fantasy turned safe. Instead it woke something in her I never touched.

He stood idle for long minutes. Water dripped from his hair onto the tiles. Mind looping.

Why did you do this to me, Nivi?

I thought you were mine. Under my gentle hold. You gave it to him so fast.

Aadhil, you bastard.

The word burned in his throat — first time in fifteen years he’d cursed his oldest friend like that. He swallowed it back.

He walked downstairs to his room to get ready for Chennai...

The hot shower bath gave him a clarity...


No. It’s you, Rohan.

You separated her from Prem emotionally. You claimed her body for months. 
You tricked her heart with softness, then pushed her toward this.
You invited Aadhil into the bed for your own thrill. DP was your fantasy first.

Now he’s taken her.
You should have known.



Let them enjoy.
Give them time.


He exhaled slow. 

Dressed in silence — jeans, shirt, jacket. Packed the small overnight bag. 

Booked the cab through the app. Looked out the window once more.

The villa roof glowed gold in the morning sun. Nivi’s laughter floated down — light, unguarded.

His chest ached.

He marched up the stairs to the rooftop. Needed to tell them. Needed to see her face one last time before he left.


Nearing the bedroom door — open to the pool deck — her laughter spilled out clearer.

She was sitting nude on Aadhil’s lap now, straddling him where he sat on the edge of the lounger. 

His hands cupped her breasts — gentle squeeze, thumbs brushing the nipples. A thin bead of milk leaked from one side, white and slow.
Aadhil caught it with his finger, lifted it to his mouth, tasted.

“Shall I suck it?” he murmured, voice low, teasing.

Nivi giggled — head thrown back, playful. “You already did once… greedy.”

Their laughter pierced him like glass.


Rohan froze in the doorway shadow.

He had once imagined this exact scene — but with Prem, Nivi in his arms, milk spilling under his touch. Instead it was Aadhil. And it was happening to him instead Prem.

He wanted to cuckold prem with Nivi but Nivi made him a cuckold with Aadhil..


Biggest Irony...


Nivi saw him first.

Her laughter softened. She slid off Aadhil’s lap immediately , she sensed something urgent from Rohan.. She moved away, stood up. Naked, unashamed, but stepping toward Rohan with the question. 

Aadhil rose too — casual, unhurried. The three of them stood together near the doorway now.

“What are you in dress? Where are you going?” Nivi asked, tilting her head.

Rohan kept his voice steady — the gentleness he always wore like armor.

“Cyber attack on the system. Vikram’s people. I have to go to Chennai now.”

Aadhil looked at him — calm.
“Do you need any help?”

Rohan shook his head. “No. I’ll handle it.”
His eyes went to Nivi.

She stood there — glowing, still flushed from earlier. No offer to come with him. No worry. Just watching.
If it was real her she would catched my hand and said lets go together.. she changed with new love... he said to himself.

He decided to gave her the space. Like always.

“You take rest. Come back tomorrow with Aadhil. I’ll reach there now.”
Nivi nodded — small, easy.

She know this is Rohan she liked.. he is never Judgemental even after he witnessing her affair open with Aadhil.. she was thankful.. she just started with Aadhil she thought she could spend one more day and return Chennai in case of emergency she still wanted to go with rohan if he call her..

But rohan didnt stress he said come back tomorrow. it made her easy..

She said... “Okay.”

Then she pointed lightly at Aadhil — playful gesture.

“You no need to worry about us. We cracked a friendship. Thanks for never judging me.”

Then she stepped closer — lifted on her toes — as if to kiss his cheek goodbye.

Aadhil’s hand moved fast. Wrapped around her waist — firm, possessive pull. Dragged her back against his side in one smooth motion. Her breast collided with aadhils chest.. he hugged her that his hands now holding her breast in motion..

She stopped mid-lean. Settled back against Aadhil instead.
Rohan noticed.

Everything.
The silent claim.
She is his woman now.

The cab horn honked below — impatient.

He lifted a hand — small wave.
“Take care.”
Turned.

Aadhil kissed her as he leaves. He took her in his hips and sudden attack on her sexually...


She leaves a huge cry. Rohan noticed his doings..

Walked down the stairs and her moan sound kept increasing...

He felt like she is doing intentionally?




Outside — the cab waited. Black sedan. 

Driver already loading his bag.

Rohan slid into the back seat. Door shut.


10 Minutes later..

The car pulled away.

He looked back through the tinted window.
The villa roof came into view one last time.

Nude Aadhil — tall, broad — carrying Nivi in his arms again. Her legs wrapped around his waist, arms around his neck, laughter ringing. He walked to the pool edge — paused — then threw her in with a playful roar.

She surfaced laughing, splashing him.
Aadhil jumped in after her.

They disappeared under the water — tangled, playful.
Rohan turned forward.

Stared at the road ahead.
Let’s fix the issue in the company first.
Then we can see this.

His fingers tightened on his phone.
The villa shrank in the rearview.

The unraveling continued — quiet, steady, unstoppable.
The drive to Chennai stretched long.

And in his mind — Nivi’s laughter echoed.
Not for him anymore

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 73 – Threads Pulling Tight


Prem’s phone buzzed on the hotel nightstand — sharp, insistent.
Vikram.

He snatched it up before the second ring.
“Prem.”
“Vikram. Tell me.”

“I’ve initiated the cyber probe. Deep. Servers are bleeding data already. Within hours — maybe less — I’ll have full logs of Rohan’s under-the-table dealings. Financial trails, encrypted chats, the works. Once I have it, he’s ours to control. Or destroy.”
Prem exhaled slow. The room felt smaller, the pale gold sunrise now harsh.

“Thank you. What do you need from me?”
“Go back to Chennai. Lay low. Act normal. The moment I pull something concrete — proof that ties him to the manipulation, the affairs, the business siphoning — I’ll send it straight to you. Then we decide the next move.”
Prem nodded to the empty room.
“Done. I’m heading out soon.”

Vikram’s voice dropped — almost gentle.
“Stay calm, Prem. We’re close.”

Call ended.

Prem sat on the edge of the bed. Laptop still open, files glowing like accusations. He felt something shift inside — not relief yet, but momentum. Dangerous momentum.

He dialed Nitin.
Two rings.
“Hello, Prem. How are you?”
“I’m better. Much better.”

Nitin paused. “What’s that sound in your voice? All good? Seems like you cracked something.”
“Yes. It’s far more dangerous than we thought.”
“Dangerous?”

Prem leaned forward, elbows on knees.
“Let me cut short, Nitin. I told you I suspected Rohan was eyeing Nivi. Suspected an affair. Right?”
“Yes.”

“I thought Rohan had some bigger motive. I got the answer.”
Nitin’s breath caught. “What’s the answer, man?”

“Listen carefully. Rohan and Aadhil — college mates. Back then, they did a DP with a girl named Kanmani. She approached them to punish her lover who was eyeing other women. But the guys got the kick. Tried several women after — nothing stuck. Only one could bang them at a time. Then Aadhil — Rohan’s partner now — used his ex-lover to fulfill their DP fantasy. She blocked them, got into an accident. Her husband — Vikram — divorced her. And now Vikram is helping us take revenge on them.”

for 15 minutes he explained in detail about Madhavan, Vikram. Vikram's intentions behind helps them.

Silence on the line.

Prem continued.

“Our wives are roaming with dangerous people — business partners on paper. We need to alert them. But I fear… if something has already happened?”

Nitin’s voice came back low, careful.

“Don’t panic. I don’t think anything like that has happened. With the info we have now, let’s alert them carefully.”
“No.” Prem’s tone hardened. “If we do that directly, they’ll mistrust us. We need stunts. Something that makes them realize themselves what monsters these men are. Also — the cyber attack will shake their stability. Worst case, they cut links from our wives’ businesses and stick to their other ventures.”

Nitin exhaled.
“It sounds good.”

“Just track what Nivi and Vani are doing. Don’t alert them. Just watch. Quietly.”
“Sure thing.”
Phone cut.

Nitin’s hand shook as he lowered it.
Ever since the alarm bells in his head started ringing, he couldn’t sit still.
He needed to see Vani. Now.

He drove home fast — heart hammering.
Door opened.

Vani in the living room — feeding aara her favorite Dosa.  . Laughter soft looking at song played in TV.
She looked up. Smiled.

Nitin forced calm.
“Where’s Nivi?”

Vani frowned slightly. “Business meet. I’m not sure about location.”
“And Rohan? Aadhil?”

“Rohan is in Chennai, I think. Aadhil went to Mumbai.”
Nitin nodded once. Said nothing more.
Left the room.

Vani stared after him — unease creeping in.
She called Nivi. Straight to silent, her mobile in silent.

Texted Rohan instead.
“Where are you? Everything okay?”
She eloborated how Nitin questioned her and her life about Rohan at Chennai office.

Reply came quick.
“Already in Chennai. Just came out of airport.. Don’t panic.”
Vani stared at the screen.

A big schema was moving behind the scenes.
Did Prem know something already? Rohan mind screamed.

He reached his Chennai office. Slid into the chair. Screens lit up.


Minutes later — text from Nitin to Prem.

“Vani at home with Aara. Rohan at office. Nivi gone for business meet — location unknown. Aadhil in Mumbai. All cross-checked.”
Rohan read it twice.

Prem — back in his hotel room — received Nitin’s update.
He took a long breath.

“Thank goodness. She is safe.”
He said it to himself — quiet, like a prayer.

Then dialed Vikram again.

“Vikram. I checked locations. Rohan is in Chennai.”
Vikram’s voice came low — surprised.
“What? In Chennai? I heard he was in Cochin.”
A pause.

“Did someone alter something?”
Vikram exhaled.
“We stop pulling threads against him for a moment. Let me verify. If he’s really there… we might have a leak. Or he’s playing ahead.”
Prem’s grip tightened on the phone.

“Keep me posted.”
Call ended.
Prem stared at the wall.

The threads were pulling tighter.
But now — someone else was pulling too.

And no one knew whose hand was on the other end.
The unraveling had spread.

Quiet.
Steady.
Unstoppable.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 74 – The Call & The Bitter Mirror


Rohan sat alone in his Chennai office — lights dimmed, screens glowing blue across his face. The probe had been shallow, clumsy. He’d caught it early. Patches applied. Logs scrubbed. Firewalls reinforced. Every leak sealed before it could bleed out.

He leaned back in the chair. Exhaled slow.

Then dialed Vikram.
Ring once. Twice.

“Hello. Vikram here.”
“Vikram. It’s Rohan.”

A pause — thick with old hate.

“Let me be straight,” Rohan said. Voice calm, flat. “What happened in the past is past. We never touched another woman after Aashika. Fearing exactly what happened to her. It was trauma for us too. We stopped.”

Vikram’s breath hissed through the line.

“Then what the hell are you doing with Prem and Nitin’s wives?”

Rohan stared at the dark window — city lights smearing below.

“It’s personal. And unlike Aashika… both Nivi and Vani liked it.

The DP. We did it already. With consent. Full. Enthusiastic. 

We tried the same with Aashika — she didn’t agree. We left. She ran. Accident happened. Nothing to do with us.”

Vikram’s voice cracked — low, furious.

“You think that absolves you?”
“No. But stop digging. Or I revert. Full counter. You know what I can pull.”

Silence stretched.

Rohan continued — colder now.

“It’s up to you whether to alert Prem and Nitin about what’s already happened. Especially the DP. We planned to use them for some months. Enjoy. Then leave them to their marriage life as it is. No permanent break.

If you attempt to tell them now… their revival chances drop to minimal. Marriages on hold. Maybe forever. That’s on you.”

Another beat.

Vikram’s reply came slow, venomous.

“You can’t escape like this forever. What you loved now… will happen back to you. Someone will give you the same medicine.”

Rohan’s mind flashed — unbidden.

Nivi on the bed that morning. Legs wide. Body yielding. Aadhil buried deep, claiming her with brutal strokes. Her silent surrender. The tiny secret smile after. The way she hadn’t looked at him once through the glass.

It already happened.

The medicine was already swallowed.

Rohan’s voice stayed even.

“Thanks for the advice. I’ll be careful. As I said — we’ll leave them if you don’t interfere.”

Vikram laughed — bitter, short.

“I hate speaking with you. Think about your own wife.”

“Take care of her if you’re that interested.”

“It’s meaningless to speak with you. Goodbye. 
Just one last advice — do what you said. 
Leave them to their families. 
Don’t try to break them.”


“I already left Nivi. Soon we’ll leave Vani. Hope all goes good for all of us. 

And again… I’m sorry for Aashika.”

Vikram’s voice dropped — almost tired.

“I dont know on what audacity you speak about Aashikaa...Forget it. Let’s just never see each other again. Bye.”

Call cut.

Rohan set the phone down.

Screen went dark.

He stared at his reflection in the black glass — hollow eyes, tight jaw.
The mirror had cracked long ago.

And the shards were already cutting.
He rubbed his temples once.

Then opened the next file.
Business as usual.
For now.

The unraveling had paused — only for a breath.
But it never really stopped.

[Ajay Kailash]

Excellent

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 75 – The Penthouse & The Reclaimed Bed



Prem stepped into the Chennai house just after noon the next day. The air smelled of fresh paint and jasmine from the new potted plants Nivi had insisted on.
Aara ran to him — small feet thumping — arms wide.
He scooped her up, kissed the top of her head, breathed her in. Coconut oil in her hair. Milk on her breath.


For a moment the hope flickered: maybe Nivi hadn’t fully entered this world yet. Maybe Rohan was still circling, still finding cracks. Maybe nothing irreversible had happened.


But the uncertainty gnawed.
He couldn’t let it touch Aara.


That evening, after dinner, he sat with Nivi in their new bedroom. Luxury everywhere — king bed with crisp white sheets, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city lights, soft golden lamps. They were finally alone.


Prem cleared his throat.
“We’ve been circling business too much. Not spending enough time with Aara. I think… better she goes to a top college. Hostel. Safe. Structured.”
Nivi’s eyes flicked up — quick, sharp. Fear flashed for a second. The secret passages in the house. The hidden doors Rohan and Aadhil knew how to use. A child like Aara wandering… exposure could be catastrophic.
She swallowed.


“What if she feels odd looking at me…” she asked quietly.
Prem misunderstood — thought she meant being seen as neglecting Aara.
“We’ll manage. It’s for her.”
Nivi nodded slowly.
“Okay.”


Tiny conversation. Done.


Next morning she left for the office 


Rohan, Vani, and Aadhil were already there.
The moment Nivi stepped in — Aadhil peeled away from his visitor chair at lobby, followed her straight into her cabin. Door closed  - locked.
Rohan — in the adjacent cabin — heard it first.
Soft smooch. A low chuckle from Aadhil. Fabric rustling. Another kiss — longer, wetter.
Vani entered Rohan's cabin to give him a coffee.. Froze by the sound. Listened.
Her face changed — shock, then anger.


Half an hour later — Aadhil emerged, hand on Nivi’s lower back, guiding her out. They left together. No explanation.



Vani burst into Rohan’s cabin.
“What the hell is happening?”
Rohan looked up from his screen. Tired eyes.


“Aadhil and Nivi are a thing now. I hate to say it.”
Vani’s lip trembled.


“All those promises… were lies?”
Rohan stood. walked around the desk. Gentle hand on her shoulder.
“He ditched you overnight. She ditched me overnight. Nivi’s a slut. And Aadhil… he took what he wanted.”
Vani’s eyes filled.
“He even offered me so much money…promised me he would take me places like you did to Nivi… How did she manage to get him?


He’s not the only man here. I’m here too.”
Remember people telling i took Nivi to places.. I can make you too.


We are in the same boat now.. We are hurt, we need to teach them a lesson back.. We need to grow beyond them.
Vani shake her head in admission… we should teach them
Rohan’s jaw tightened.
“Come with me.”
She followed.


The car stopped at his penthouse — high floor, city view, the bedroom that had once been meant for Prem during business stays. Now Rohan’s.
Door shut behind them.


Rohan poured two glasses of whiskey. Handed one to her. She denied no..


He kept his glassed down.


Vani asked what really happened..
Rohan he told her everything.
How he separated Nivi emotionally from Prem — slow, careful conversations in Bangalore. Late-night calls. Gifts disguised as business favors. How he orchestrated taking Aadhil’s company along to keep Prem diverted with endless meetings. How he fucked her the first time — gentle at first, then deeper, making her crave the safety that turned into possession. 
How the DP started as his fantasy — and ended with Aadhil claiming her completely.
I felt like a joker when she kissed him that way.. Allowed him to intensyfingly fuck her…


Vani listened. Silent. Glass untouched.
When he finished — she looked at him.


What do we do with them.. Nivi is no more in your life?


Rohan asked do you  think you have any place for Aadhil within you?
She responded no.. i dont think so?


If I can take her to heights, I can take you too..
The results are very much before you..
And the huge sum was nothing before the company partnership… i will make you sign tomorrow and let you start as a silent partner in the company without even Nivi knowing…


Vani looked at him carefully…


Rohan said the final word. If i can make her great i can make you too


All you need to do is be loyal to me..
Will you ? Vani nodded
Rohan stepped closer.
Kissed her lips — soft at first. Testing.
She surrendered.


Mouth opened. Tongue met his. Hands slid up his chest.
He walked her backward — toward the bedroom.
The bed — wide, dark sheets — the one once meant for Prem.
Rohan pushed her down gently. She fell back — legs parting instinctively.
He stripped slow — shirt, belt, pants. Cock already hard, thick, curving upward.
Vani watched — breathing fast. Unbuttoned her blouse herself. Bra off. Breasts full, nipples tight.


Rohan climbed over her.
Kissed her neck — slow trail down. Teeth grazed collarbone. Mouth closed over one nipple — sucked hard. She arched, fingers in his hair.
His hand slid between her thighs — found her wet already. Fingers circled her clit — firm, steady. She moaned — low, needy.
“Rohan…”


He didn’t answer.
Just positioned himself. Head at her entrance.


One slow push — inch by inch — filling her completely.
Vani gasped — back bowing off the mattress.
He started thrusting — deep, controlled at first. Letting her feel every slide. Her walls clenched around him — greedy.


She wrapped legs around his waist — heels digging into his back.
“Harder…”
He obliged.


Hips snapped forward — heavier, faster. Bed creaked. Skin slapped skin.
Vani’s nails raked down his shoulders — red lines blooming.
He flipped her onto her stomach — pulled her hips high. Entered from behind — deeper angle now. Hand fisted her hair — not pulling hard, just holding. Controlled the rhythm.
She pushed back — meeting every thrust. Moans muffled into the pillow.
Rohan leaned over her — mouth at her ear.


“You’re mine now. Like she was.”
Vani whimpered — “Yes… yours…”
He reached under — fingers on her clit again. Rubbed fast circles while pounding deep.
She shattered first — walls clamping hard, body shaking. Silent cry into the pillow — thighs quivering.
Rohan didn’t stop.


Fucked her through it — prolonging the spasms until she was oversensitive, tiny jerks with every stroke.
Then shorter, vicious thrusts.

Low growl — buried to the root — pulsing thick ropes inside her. Grinding slow circles to empty every drop.


Stayed inside a long moment — breathing ragged against her neck.
Slowly pulled out. Cum leaked — thick, white, obscene.
He rolled her onto her back.


Looked down at her — wrecked, flushed, glowing.
Vani’s eyes opened slowly. Met his.


A small, secret curve touched her lips.
Same as Nivi’s that morning.
Rohan saw it.


He initiated one more round of sex this time its calmer slower and more gentle...




Vani realised how a gentle sex looks unlike Aadhil who had been brutal.. she loved this...

She realized this is the right thing happened so far..


The penthouse stayed quiet.
Only their breathing.


And the city lights flickering outside.
The unraveling had found a new thread.
And it was pulling tight.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 76 – The Hidden Doors & The Silent Betrayals


The routine settled fast. Silent. Unspoken.
Every morning — office bound.

Rohan first. Vani next. Aadhil lingering in the lobby, casual.
Nivi last — pretending. Bag slung, keys jangling, door shut behind her.
Minutes later — They came back together to leave out.. 


Aadhil’s car circled back before Nivi come out to her car…. Separate vehicles. No traces.
Back to the new house — luxury gleaming, empty now.


Aadhil pushed her through the front door. Hand on her waist. Door locked.
Straight to Prem’s bed — their bedroom. Sheets still crisp from the night before.
He didn’t ask.


Threw her down — legs spread wide. Towel or robe plucked away. Nude underneath.
One brutal thrust — buried deep. No pause.


Nivi’s back arched — sharp gasp. Nails dug into his shoulders. Silent approval.
He fucked her hard — relentless slams. Breasts bouncing. Skin flushing. Wet sounds filling the room.


She met every stroke — hips rolling up. Thighs trembling. Walls clenching.
Aadhil growled low — “Mine now. On his bed.”
No answer. Just her muffled moan into the pillow.

He flipped her — ass up. Deeper angle. Balls slapping. Fingers on her clit — rough circles.
She came silently — body quaking. Pulsing around him.
He followed — thick ropes inside. Marking the sheets.


They lay tangled after — breaths heavy. Her head on his chest. Tiny secret smile.
Routine.
One day Nivi asked, "Are you taking me everyday here.. What if Vani feels bad.. You should give her sometime..


Aadhil answered that it was not necessary.. that I hate her. She is not my type and you know how I tricked her?
Just showing her some piles of money in her bank.


The worst thing is she can use it without my signature. I recorded it as a company asset. Lol
You trickster Nivi laughed…




Across town — office.

Vani — infuriated still. Watching Nivi and Aadhil slip away daily.
She burst into Rohan’s cabin one morning. Door shut.

Initiated the kiss — fierce, angry. Hands fisting his shirt.

Rohan kissed back — claiming. Pulled her close.


They left together. Penthouse bound.


The bedroom — once meant for Prem’s wife's sexual awakening. Dark sheets. City view.
Rohan stripped her slowly. Blouse. Skirt. Panties.
Pushed her onto the bed — the one Prem had slept in months ago.
Entered her deep — thick, steady thrusts.


Vani moaned — loud, vengeful. Legs locked around him.
He pounded harder — rage fueling. “She ditched us. We take this.”
She came first — crying out. He followed — spilling inside.
Routine.
The friends once Rohan and Aadhil stopped talking to each other.. Their focus become their new fuckmates no questions asked none came forward…



Prem decided to check on Nivi one afternoon. 


Office visit. Unannounced.
Parked across the street. Watched.
Saw Nivi leave in her car — alone. 


He was worried why she leaving at this time… 
Aadhil slipped out minutes later — separate car. But he didnt get into Prem eyes.. As Aadhil parked much away frm the office.


Minutes later.

But Prem’s eyes caught Rohan and Vani next. Her entering Rohan’s car. Laughing. Close.
Something twisted in his gut.
He dialed to Nivi and asked where are you 


Nivi said im just exiting office headache heading to home…
Prem thought there could be truth…


He followed Rohan’s car instead.
Passed through their new house area — didn’t stop.
Quick glance in the rearview: Nivi’s car pulling into the driveway. As she said on the phone.
Relief? Partial.


Continued tailing Rohan.
The car entered the old penthouse — the luxury apartment where Prem, Nivi, and Aara had stayed before.
Prem still had the access card. Slipped in his wallet.
He parked far. Waited. Then followed quiet.


Elevator up. Hallway silent.
Rohan’s penthouse door — ajar? No. But Prem knew the override code from old stays.

The pentahouse had windows aside.. he quickly peeped before entering



He was shocked to see Rohan pushing vani on the wardboard. and she removing her panty.. still rohan dressed


He slowly came around to catch them in act...the door was locked he didnt know how to enter

then he remembered rohan telling him to press long with a pin code that will not make noice..

he did and Entered slow. Silent steps.



Sounds from the old bedroom — groans. Slaps. Moans.
He peeked through the half-closed door.
Shocked.


Rohan on top of Vani — thrusting deep. Her legs wide. Breasts bouncing. Nails raking his back.
Vani’s cry — “Yes… harder…”


Rohan’s growl — pounding relentless.
Prem’s throat closed.
Not Nivi. Vani.

How to tell Nitin?
He intented to catch them but now.. he feared for Nitin how will he take this?
Better to hide it. For now.

He slipped out. Unseen.
Drove away. Mind reeling.


Cut to Prem’s new house — same afternoon.



Nitin’s car sputtered. Trouble. Stopped 20 yards away.
He walked the rest. Needed a document — forgotten in the study.
Entered quiet.


Heard groaning upstairs. Low. Primal.
Climbed slow. Realized — coming from Prem’s bedroom.
Prem wasn’t home. Who?
Reached the door. Peeped through the keyhole.
Shocked.




Aadhil — naked, broad back flexing. Fucking Nivi deep. Her legs over his shoulders. Body jolting with every slam.
Nivi’s muffled moans — face buried in the pillow. Hips rising to meet him.
Aadhil’s hand on her throat — not choking. Owning.
Nitin panicked.


No Rohan. Aadhil.
How to tell Prem?
Better to hide. Until a clear solution.
He slipped down. Out.
Drove away. Mind shattered.


Both friends now knew.
The other’s wife — deep in affair.
But their own? Still hidden.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 77 – The Four-Day Marathon & The Cracking Facade

Nitin and Prem carried the secret like lead in their chests.

Nitin — replaying the image of Aadhil’s broad back flexing over Nivi, her body yielding on Prem’s bed. Rage simmered. Quiet. Focused on Aadhil.

Prem — the penthouse scene burned in: Rohan thrusting into Vani, her cries echoing in the room that once held his family. Anger coiled tight. Aimed at Rohan.

Both men decided the same thing: hide it. For now. No confrontation. No explosion. Let the right time come.. . Let the wives reveal themselves or fix it before informing the husband..

They didn't verbally shared it but individually their mind running it.

Friends felt really tough to maintain the secret.. they felt bad for each other..

Irony is they thanked their own wives for not going into affair. 




A business meeting in Hyderabad arrived , both friends decided individually in their mind to take up the matter  about other friend's wife affair.. and reveal it to (each) other after their business meeting… 


Four days. They informed their wives that evening during dinner.

Prem to Nivi: “Hyderabad. Four days. Important deal. I’ll be back Sunday night.”
Nivi nodded — calm, almost relieved. “Okay. Take care.” I left aara in the hostel yesterday..

Nitin to Vani: “Same. Hyderabad. Four days.”
Vani smiled small. “Don’t worry. I will manage.”

For the ladies the business meet topic is a  perfect cover. 

Both wives were thrilled inside — four empty days. Space. Freedom.

That night:

Vani texted Rohan: “Prem and Nitin gone to Hyderabad. Four days. Come tomorrow?”
Nivi called Aadhil: “They’re leaving tomorrow. House empty. Come back?”

Next morning — husbands departed. Cars pulled away.
By afternoon — Aadhil arrived first. Slipped in through the side gate. Nivi waiting — door open, robe loose.

Minutes later — Rohan’s car. Vani at the entrance — smile sharp.
They entered almost back-to-back.

The house felt different now. More open. Fewer walls.
Rohan and Vani headed straight for the hall sofa — no hiding.
Aadhil and Nivi paused at the stairs — watching.

Rohan pulled Vani onto his lap — kissing deep. Hands under her top.
Aadhil’s jaw tightened. Nivi’s eyes narrowed.
They realized: revenge.

Rohan and Vani — mirroring them. Visible. Deliberate.
Aadhil looked at Nivi. Silent nod.

They decided: don’t blow up. Play the game.
The house became their sexual marathon.

First day — still rooms. 

Prem’s bedroom for Aadhil and Nivi.

Niting room for Rohan and Vani.

They had propoer full blown sex inside their respective rooms.


Second day — bolder.


Vani decided to cause a scene.. she asked Rohan to take her right away in Hall

Hall sofa: Rohan bent Vani over the armrest — thrusting deep from behind. Her moans loud.

Aadhil and Nivi passed by — pretended not to notice. 


Aadhil furiated.. asked Nivi to do the same.. he take her to kitchen.. Then fucked on the kitchen counter — Nivi bent forward, Aadhil slamming from behind. 


Glasses rattled. Making huge noise...



Third day — balcony.


The two bedrooms has balcony side by side.. Rohan noticed Nivi standing with Aadhil

Rohan pressed Vani against the railing — city lights below. 

Slow, possessive strokes. Her back arched, breasts pressed to glass.



Looking at this Aadhil carried Nivi to the opposite balcony corner 

Lifted her legs around his waist. Brutal upward thrusts. Her nails dug into his shoulders. Silent cries swallowed by wind.

They watched each other across the divide. No words. Just eyes.

Vani saw Aadhil’s brutality — the way he owned Nivi completely. No gentleness. Just force. Her ego cracked: he never fucked me like that though intense it was different what Vani didnt realise is Nivi was equally intense so they looked perfectly fitted into it..


Nivi watched Rohan and Vani — turning tender, almost lovers. Kisses lingering. Hands gentle even in heat. Her ego stung: he never looked at me that way anymore.


Fourth day — open everywhere.

Living room floor. Guest bedroom. Staircase landing.

In the noon both the couple just few meters aways smooching nude in hall sofa..



Imagine like above image but not in same bed.. Rohan and Vani in one sofa and Aadhil and Nivi in another...

just few meters away..




Revenge clear. 

Each couple pushing harder. Louder. More obscene.
Night fell.

Men checked watches. Prem and Nitin due back soon.

Aadhil and Rohan dressed. 

Left separately — back doors, quiet cars.

The house fell silent.

The four days both couples not just explored hidden spots of house they unleashed their ego on each other by having open sex before each other…


Nivi and Vani — alone now. In the hall. Breathing still heavy.

Vani smirked first.
“Enjoyed the show?”

Nivi crossed arms. “You started it.”
Vani laughed — sharp.

Nivi returned back what to laugh at it?
“You bed for money? Aadhil said it.

Vani face hardened.
Vani stepped closer.

“You know your husband never caused you issues. Rohan tricked every single moment. The Bangalore delay? Prem coming late? All orchestrated by Rohan. To keep him away. To pull you in.”
You are tricked by men, Rohan then i dont know what Aadhil did to you now? Another trick you fell?

Nivi blinked. Slow.
What do you mean Nivi asked..


Vani continued — voice low, venomous.

“He planned it. Every call. Every gift. Every late-night talk. To separate you from Prem. To make you crave him. Then he invited Aadhil — to share you. To break you completely.”
Nivi’s breath caught.

Vani said Rohan said himself when he mount me…
Vani’s eyes gleamed. You say aadhil have sex with me i didt it for money?

“And look at you now. On Aadhil’s bed. On every surface. While Rohan is with me.”


Nivi stared.
Then — quiet.
“You’re right.”
A long pause.

Nivi realisation hitting hard..

She said dont feel proud. Have you ever known the money he deposited can be used? If Rohan tricked me, Aadhil did worse with you.


Vani’s smirk faded.
Nivi stepped closer.
“But Rohan did the same to you. Offer money. Promised places. Fucked you in the penthouse. While Aadhil took me.”
Vani’s face paled slightly.

Both women stood there — facing each other.
Realization settling.

They had been played.
By the men.
Both of them.


Nivi finally said looks like we both are played and being played… she sat in sofa raising her hands over her head…

The house stayed quiet.
Only the hum of the AC.
And the slow crack of egos breaking.

The unraveling had turned inward.
And the wives — for the first time — saw the same mirror.

[lakshana]

Chapter 77 – The Four-Day Marathon & The Cracking Facade

This is deep. Awesome. From a fantasy to introspect.

[Ayush01111]

Please nivi ko rohan ko adil ko aise hi mat chodna destroy all of them

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 78 – The Wives’ Pact & The Husbands’ Confession


Prem and Nitin’s car pulled into the driveway together — late evening, headlights cutting through the dusk.
Nivi and Vani stood at the entrance — side by side. Tension thick, but faces calm.
The moment the men stepped out, Nivi spoke first — low, urgent, to Vani only.
“Let’s forget what happened. We need to speak. For real. We both got used. Played. Emotionally pulled away from our husbands. From our marital life. We need to give it back to them. Let’s just disperse now.”
Vani exhaled — sharp nod.
“Okay.”

Nivi stepped forward — quick hug. Arms tight for a second.
“Sorry I pulled you in. Because of my selfishness.”

Vani hugged back — voice small.
“I’m equally responsible. I allowed it.”


They broke apart just as Prem and Nitin reached the door.

The wives turned — warm smiles, warmer than they’d given in months. Welcoming arms. Soft “welcome home”s.
Prem paused. Looked at Nivi — the genuine light in her eyes.
Nitin froze too — Vani’s hand on his arm, gentle squeeze.
Both husbands glanced at each other

Prem looking at how Vani welcomed Nitin.. 

He thought there must be some love left.. There is a scope for reversal 

Similarly Nitin looking at Nivi welcoming wth warm he thought the same.. 
Oh no she is lovely to Prem.. may be she is just sexually active with Aadhli and no real feelings. 

May be she will be reversed when she know the truth.
No. We shouldn’t reveal now.
Both said to themself..

Lets watch closer and Warn the offenders when time comes.


Inside — normal dinner. 
But the undercurrent stayed.


Next day — Nivi and Vani drove to office together.
Midway — Nivi broke the silence.

“Let’s avoid Rohan and Aadhil completely. Let’s tell we are tiered and give sometime”
Vani glanced over.

“Okay. What’s next?”
Nivi’s voice dropped — steady.

“Sex with them. One last time. Two days later.”

Vani’s eyes widened.

“What?”

Nivi kept eyes on the road.

“Yes. Let’s give a break. Then have sex. 
They achieved everything through sex. We should achieve everything using the same.”

She continued — calm, calculated.

“You said Rohan agreed to give you share in the company, right? Two days later — during sex — tell him you spoke to me about the shares. That I agreed. So he should speak with me.”

Vani frowned.
“What’s the use?”

Nivi’s grip tightened on the wheel.

“Imagine we break their relationship now. They’ll corner us in business. Either we leave empty-handed or succumb to their needs. We should not do both. I worked my ass off for the company. I can’t go empty-handed. And the hurt you got — because of me giving that share to you — will be the apt revenge.”

Vani stared ahead.
Nivi added — quieter.

“But the major reason… I’ll grab as much info from Aadhil as possible. While you get from Rohan. 

Crucial for our next set of plans.”
Vani exhaled slow.
“Agreed.”



Back at Prem’s company — coffee break.


Nitin leaned against the counter — voice low.
“The details from Vikram and Madhavan… I guess we need to alert our wives.”
Prem’s mind reeled — flash of Vani under Rohan in the penthouse.
He couldn’t say it.

Nitin saw Prem’s face — realized straight mention of Nivi would ignite him.
Let’s hide the affair. Just take a step to eliminate Rohan and Aadhil.
Nitin spoke carefully.

“I followed Nivi. She’s clean.”
Prem swallowed.

Relief — false, but real in the moment.

“I followed Vani too. She’s clean.”
Both husbands exhaled — individually happy. Their wives pure. Untouched.

Prem spoke.
“But what you said is right. Travelling with them is risk. Especially for our wives. Even after we know all details. Maybe we should speak to our own wives first. Let them share it with each other.”
Nitin nodded.

“Safest way. Let women handle this.”
Both felt it — their wives could talk sense into the other.
They decided to tell that in the night.

Prem cautiously said lets just share info about them to our wife and ask them to be careful.. We don't need to tell them they will start affair iwth out wive they will get offended

Nitin nodded yes.. I will be say as you said.

For them both never revealed the affair. They are just gonna share info about Rohan and Aaadhil previous issues which will bring anyone in affair back they trusted.

At office — Aadhil and Rohan felt the shift.

Nivi and Vani ignored pleas. No glances. No texts. Cold distance.
Disappointment settled.
Night arrived.


Prem opened to Nivi in their bedroom — lights low.
He sat on the bed edge.
He said just hear it open dont get panic,..

Nivi said i m all ears please go ahead…

“Nivi… Rohan and Aadhil. They’re monsters. Dangerous. Past with women. DP. Accidents. Business manipulation. We need to cut ties. .”

Nivi was shocked she never knew they had a history and been repeated offenders.. Whom did we share our body with? She trembled for a moment….

She was also shocked how Prem knew all these infos.. How long he knows the truth.. How will he see her if he gets to know she already did double penetration with them… 

She panicked.. She went speechless. But quickly composed.. She could not relate them to monster level.. As she faintly remembers Rohan telling her that he did DP before and never later.. Maybe aaadhil was the other guy??


Nivi listened — face calm. Eyes steady.
She nodded slow.

“I understand.”

Nivi raised an important question.. But our business are closely tied.. He had invested in your company as well..

Prem said mmm but I did an alter method.. He showed papers from the auditor that all principles from Rohan are converted into shares.. So principle untouched and even if he raised a complaint i could settle back his principles as share. 

The only worrisome is your company which he is partner.. 

Nivi said dont worry she is already planning to transfer shares to Vani.. she deserves for the work. And Rohan had respect on me he will do it.. We can get back all in control without making noise. Taking these issues up will dilute and push us into unwanted enmity.. 

Prem saw her with eyes and said you are too sharp i don't know how you are sharper …

Nivi said this is your problem.. You always think me dumb.. You never give me the space i want 

This is what is making me distant from  you.. Someone out there trusts me and I listen to them.. Lets forget all Trust me once.. I will come clean .. I mean with the company's papers.. without trouble..

Nivi stressed.. Prem i have my own space... there are things which i like which i want... Nivi mind goes to Aadhils harsh handling... she liked it really... but she came back to  present said.. none can take me for granted..

i know what i'm doing..and im doing what i want 

A tear came how she was used by two men with lies and lies.. 

These things just made her more bolder than ever...


Downstairs bedroom — Nitin to Vani.

Same words. Same warnings.
Vani sat beside him — hand on his knee.

“I hear you. We’ll be careful.”

She was literally shaking to know all the information. She was shocked she wanted to speak with Nivi .. She immediately texted. 

Nivi said i know much earlier not to panic.. Let me tell you what to do.. 

Both husbands felt lighter — confessions out. Wives listening.

But the wives — in their minds — already plotting.
The unraveling had flipped.

Now the women held the threads.
And they were pulling.
Quiet.
Steady.
Calculated.

[Saradagaa]

Excellent buildup,

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 79 – The Bait & The Transfer


Prem and Nitin first real breath in days.
“Infos shared. Wives alert. We watch. If Rohan or Aadhil try anything… we warn them. Quietly. No mess.”
Nitin raised his glass slightly. “Relaxed for now.”
Both men felt the weight lift — just a fraction.


Across town — same morning… Nivi and Vani drove office together

Vani broke the silence first. She wanted to raise her concern over them being monsters..
“You know my husband said this… about them being monsters. Past with women. DP. Accidents.”

Nivi kept eyes on the road.
“Yes. Prem told me the same. But thats not the thing we should worry about…  I’m not sure how far they know… but for now, they’re not aware of our affairs. 

We need to close this real soon.”
Vani glanced over.

“But they look like monsters.”
Nivi’s voice stayed even.

She continued thats not at all a issue now.. She let me explain this to you..

“Don’t let that go to your head. They needed us just for sex. Apart from sex, they didn’t do anything that harmed us. Maybe DP gave them a name. Rohan even openly said once — his final wish was to do it. And I did it with them.”

Vani’s eyes widened.
“How was it?”

Nivi shrugged — small, dismissive.
“Nothing to rave about. Just another pleasure. But don’t panic yourself. They’re nothing worth ...if you remove money from them. NO need to scare about them”

Vani exhaled.
“So tomorrow?”

Nivi nodded.

“Yes. Tomorrow. Let’s call them to our house. You have sex with Rohan. I’ll with Aadhil. Grab as much info from them as possible. Don’t surrender. We need to ride on them… I mean literally ride on them. Have sex in our control.”

Vani bit her lip — nervous, but nodding.
“Okay.”

Nivi continued.
“As soon as we reach office — tell Rohan to meet you. 

Push the shares now. Prem and Nitin smelled something. We need to wrap it soon.”

Vani asked innocently you asked me to speak about it during sex..

Nivi said Prem and Nitin are closer we need to we need to race ahead… 


Vani agreed.


At office — tension thick.

Rohan grabbed Vani’s hand in the cabin — pulled her close.
“What happened? You were cold yesterday.”
Vani looked up — eyes sharp.

“Nivi and I spoke about you giving me shares. 
She does'nt believe it… she doubt your intention. Maybe you’ll do like Aadhil?”

Rohan frowned.

“No way. Did Nivi say that?”

“Yes. Let me prove it. Soon.”
Vani stepped closer.
“Not soon. Today. Come and give me the shares you promised. I challenged Nivi that you will do it for me.”

Rohan puzzled — but before he could think, Vani dragged him toward Nivi’s cabin.



Inside — Nivi and Aadhil already deep in a kiss. Tongues slow, hungry.
Aadhil pulled back slightly.


“What happened to you? Why were you cold to me last day?”
Nivi smiled small.

“It was just Vani irritating me.”
“Why? What she did?”

“Nothing. I challenged her something. Let me see if Rohan does it for her.”
Door knock.


Nivi kissed Aadhil quick on the lips.

“Darling, wait for me in the car. I’m in super mood. I’ll give you a nice blow.”
She winked.

Aadhil blinked — everything new. He went out to wait.


Rohan and Vani stepped in.

Vani crossed arms — voice loud.

“Nivi, stop looking at me like low life.”
(They’d rehearsed the lines in the car — stunt ready.)

Rohan stepped forward.
“Nivi, stop what you’re doing.”
Nivi raised brow.

“Look, Vani. This is what he’s up to. He won’t budge. He just want me to drop it instead him proving it for you. Dont trust him…”
Rohan exhaled — sharp.
“For her kindness… I will give my entire share to Vani. 

Nivi said - Don’t say do it.”
Rohan groaned i will…


Nivi picked up phone — dialed auditor.
“Bring the papers. Now.”

Vani cooled him.. Once the paper comes in we will prove her.. She calmed him down..
She left them waiting in the cabin.
Outside — she slipped into Aadhil’s car. Kissed him deep.
“Come behind.”

She leaned down — took him in her mouth. Slow, deliberate. Tongue working. Hands steady.
Aadhil groaned — head back.

She pulled off just enough to speak.
“Rohan is giving his shares to Vani. I badly wanted to cut Rohan  from my company. Hope you support me.”
Aadhil — breathing hard — nodded.

“I’m in for you.”

She smiled — went back to him. Finished slow. Swallowed.
Waited.

Thirty minutes later — papers arrived.

Rohan signed — transferring all shares to Vani.

Vani looked at Nivi.
“Look. He is real.”
Rohan stood — winked at Nivi.

“Maybe she got used to the roughest ones. So she didnt getting trust on me”
He left with Vani — arm around her waist.

Vani whispered to him in the corridor.

“Come tomorrow to the new house. Let me take leave.”
Rohan kissed her quick.
“Sure, darling.”

Evening .. Aadhil and Nivi parked their car in somewhere outstretch hidden from public view..… Aadhil fucked Nivi in the car (deep, brutal, her riding him in the backseat — controlling pace, extracting whispers about company deals, hidden accounts, old partners).



Nivi leaned against him — post-climax glow.

Nivi asked what are the conditions you imposed on signing us with my company..... 
Aadhil said nothing big.. I just entered a clause that profit should rout to Rohan's share.. 

Nivi asked him to route to her.. 

He said let's do it now.. The document is actually pending and Rohan had not signed it. Aadhil said we can start a fresh document.. He immediately made it ready.. Nivi visited Aadhil guest house for the first time.. for signing documents...

He signed and gave her the document.. He grabbed her for sex.. 

She said reserve it for tomorrow.. Tomorrow is going to be a special day.. 

She kissed him deep tongues tasting every corner.. 

“Come tomorrow to our house. Let’s have full blow sex.”
Aadhil grinned — kissed her deep.

“Anytime, my sweetheart.”
Both couples — satisfied for the day.
But the wives — already counting the intel.

Shares secured.
Secrets gathering.
Threads in their hands.
Quiet.
Steady.

[Muralimm]

Truly amazing script writing man
The story plot has been coming to end with every character has their own gain and lost

Superb classic narration excellent

[Saradagaa]

Great going dear writer.
Yesterday we saw Abhishek Sharma's fastest 50 
At this pace you outdid him in providing updates
Keep posting...

[Givemeextra]

So basically, Nivi/Vani were 1000% ok to cheat on their husbands for the pleasure.

However, when they came to know they were cheated for sex - that betrayal overrode all the numerous pleasure they experienced in last few days and now both even plotting to take revenge?

These 2 now have become just crazy (with space increasing between the legs & decreasing between the ears) ..Will they succeed with their plot?
Hope so they don't. Characters taking revenge must have some good background, these 2 are just morally loose characters.

Anyway, some good ending for someone for sure.

Nice.