Adultery Mirna – Vikram's Innocent Hotwife [COMPLETED]

[heygiwriter]

This recent chapter ruined everything!!

I’m writing this because I truly valued your work; in fact, I was the first one to support your journey with a lengthy appreciation, which you can still find if you wish to look back. I’ve always been grateful to you for sharing your creativity, and I’ve sincerely enjoyed your writing in the past.

However, I have to be honest: the story has taken a direction that no longer resonates with me. By choosing to have the wife cheat, the very 'innocence' that defined her character and the title itself feels ruined. I stayed quiet for a while, hoping to see a vision that made sense of it all, but the plot has now reached a point that I find personally disappointing.

I realize that, like many writers and even some readers, there will be attempts to justify this shift. But for me, this is a path I simply cannot follow. While it seems the majority may be rooting for Bharat, I firmly believe Vikram should have been the winner. I have countless reasons for that stance, but I won’t burden you with a long explanation. It’s clear where the narrative is headed now, and it is no longer a story I can be a part of.
I’ll leave you to carry on with your vision. Best of luck with your future chapters, and God bless you.

Regards,
Rocky ❤️

Hi Rocky,
I’m very sorry to have disappointed you. Every time I post a new chapter, a like from Rocky@handsome has always been a kind motivation for me. Thank you for being a pillar of support — I truly appreciate your honest opinion.

Yes, I can’t justify it; it was really tricky for me when continuing the character in that direction. Anyway, thank you again for being such a strong support. 


Vikram being a winner or a loser cannot be determined just because she cheated on him. Bharath took advantage of her vulnerability and manipulated her into what appeared to be a consensual act. There will be consequences — realizations, truths coming out, schemes, and much more.


I hope you’ll keep an open mind while reading the upcoming chapters.


I am always grateful for your appreciation.

Thank you.
Heyji

[Hotgiri]

This is how he enter her image is not visible, pls add it again

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 91 – The Escape & The Afterglow



Meanwhile in Noida

The rooftop was chaos — broken glass glittering under the neon, blood smears on concrete, the smell of gunpowder and spilled whiskey thick in the air.
Vikram got the pistol in hand — cold metal familiar against his palm.

Aadharsh approached — rod raised again — shadow looming.

Vikram fired — two quick shots — the first grazing Aadharsh’s hand. The rod clattered to the ground. Aadharsh roared — clutching his bleeding hand — staggering back.

Vikram didn’t know what happened to Krish — but he couldn’t wait.

He swiftly rolled into the stair path — concrete scbanging his elbows — and realized Krish was still fighting — fists flying against one of Aadharsh’s men.

Vikram aimed — steady despite the adrenaline and alcohol — shot the man in the shoulder. The goon dropped — screaming.
Krish broke free — blood on his knuckles.

The two — plus the other three men who had come with them — ran together — picking up one injured comrade — half-carrying him.
They dramatically entered the car — doors slamming — tires screeching as Krish floored it.

The five of them felt an adrenaline rush — hearts pounding, breaths ragged.
They had almost escaped what it got to be become a terrible one.
Krish — gripping the wheel — laughed — shaky.

“Glad I gave the gun to you… I was wondering if you could use it. I don’t know — I instantly gave…”
Vikram laughed — hoarse, breathless.

“I’m a person who was trained by Sekaran… won’t I know to use that?”
They laughed — relief flooding them.

But due to excessive fight, run and all — Vikram was breathing heavily — chest burning, vision swimming.
He checked his phone — no new messages from Mirnaa.

The silence gnawed deeper.

Same time in Goa — Beachfront Villa


The villa bedroom was cloaked in darkness — only thin silver moonlight slipping through the balcony curtains, tracing faint outlines across their tangled bodies. The sea waves outside rolled in low, endless thunder — a primal rhythm that now felt like it was pounding inside Mirnaa’s chest, matching the frantic beat of her heart.


She was breathing heavily — chest rising and falling fast — body slick with sweat that cooled slowly on her skin. Every muscle trembled with aftershocks. She was just realizing what she had done.

She had had sex.
She had allowed Bharath to penetrate her.

He was still on top of her — heavy, warm, unmoving except for the faint after-twitch of his hips. His face was buried in the side of her neck — breath ragged and hot against her skin, lips occasionally brushing the sensitive spot below her ear. 

Her hands — trembling — combed through his hair, fingers threading and re-threading in helpless, unconscious motions, as if holding onto something solid in a storm.


His penis stayed deep inside her — thick, still hard, pulsing faintly with the last aftershocks. She could feel every inch of him — the heat, the stretch, the slow leak of his huge cum inside her — filling her completely, warm and forbidden, trickling out in tiny rivulets that made her inner thighs quiver and clench.

She could hear her own heartbeat — loud in her ears — thundering over the distant waves.

His hips gave one more mild shake — gentle roll — he wasn’t fully soft yet — still hard on and not stopped yet.

“Bharath…” she called — voice small, cracked, barely above a whisper.

He lifted his head slowly — eyes dark, sated, but searching hers in the dim light.
“Yes, darling…”
“Did we cross too much… we had sex…”
Her voice broke on the last word — raw, vulnerable.

Bharath smiled — soft, almost tender — but his eyes held something deeper.
“Yes… we do.”

She uttered the next word — a whisper so quiet it almost dissolved into the dark:
“Am I a bad woman…?”

The question hung between them — fragile, trembling.
Bharath raised his face fully — looking down at her — eyes gentle, but intense.

“No…” he said — voice low, steady. “You just helped me. And you just let out your heart. You reciprocated your love.”
Mirnaa’s eyes filled — tears welling fast.

“If Vikram comes to know… I don’t know how he will feel, he might feel broken. He said be cautious… he never said about sex… I… I crossed the line…”

Her voice cracked — a sob caught in her throat.

Bharath kissed her forehead — lingering — lips warm against her damp skin.

“You know… don’t think too much. He sent you with me to explore more and shed your shyness, inhibition. This he need not know. I promise you — after 5 days we will forget whatever happens here. I won’t come into your marriage. Until then… let’s be ourselves.”

He sealed a lip kiss — deep, slow — tongue brushing hers — reassuring, possessive.
He tasted the salt of her tears on her lips.
He saw a tear slip from the corner of her eye — glistening in the moonlight.

Then — slowly — it faded. Her breathing steadied. Her body relaxed beneath him — just a fraction.
He was ready for round two — cock still hard inside her — hips twitching with the urge to move again.

He shifted slightly — slow roll of his hips — pushing deeper, testing.
But Mirnaa’s hand moved — soft, hesitant — reaching his shoulder.
A gentle stop — not forceful, not rejection — just a plea.

Her eyes found his in the dark — wide, conflicted, pleading.
Not now.

Bharath felt it — the tiny hesitance in her palm, the way her fingers pressed lightly against his skin — asking for pause.
He stopped — hips stilling instantly.
He understood.

But he didn’t leave her. He doesnt want the momentum to drop, it was like another test, if she completely ignore him, its done 
if not, he still has chances to manipulate her more and take her as his lover in bed forever.


He stayed exactly where he was — buried deep inside her — weight on her — bodies locked.
“I understand,” he whispered — voice rough with restraint. “But I won’t leave today. This night… let it complete it. The darkness… your face… this is all what I wanted. To overcome my traumas, that is why you crossed the line too. don't let it go meanginglesss”

She searched his eyes — tears still clinging to her lashes.
Then — slowly — she nodded.
“Okay…”
She agreed.
Let him stay buried inside her.

He lowered his head again — face nestling between her breasts — over the torn bikini top — breathing her in.

Her arms came around him — holding him close. Her hands got into his head, like he needs a consolation..


They stayed like that — motionless — connected — cum slowly leaking between her thighs — warm, sticky, claiming.
The sea waves kept crashing — indifferent.

They slept in the same way — his weight on her — her arms around him — hearts beating against each other.

But Mirnaa’s mind didn’t sleep.

She lay there — eyes open in the dark — feeling him inside her — feeling the guilt, the pleasure, the confusion swirl.

And somewhere deep — a tiny, terrifying voice whispered:
Mirna what have you became now?
The night swallowed them.

[jiivawonderland]

Brother, you are fantastic writer keep going. Just complete it, don't let feedbacks slow down the story posting.

[sunilserene]

Abba what a story man

[heygiwriter]

Brother, you are fantastic writer keep going. Just complete it, don't let feedbacks slow down the story posting.

Thank you.. 

Manya is yet to come. 
Swathi is still in Dubai
there is still Aadharsh 
Malini and Rishi

[heygiwriter]

Abba what a story man

Thank you  :) Glad you liked it

[Hotgiri]

Awesome update hot pics, awaiting next action

[Siva40]

Mirna, now in a complicated situation. Lets see who wins (Vikram or Bharath) ?

[heygiwriter]

Awesome update hot pics, awaiting next action

Thanks

[heygiwriter]

Mirna, now in a complicated situation. Lets see who wins (Vikram or Bharath) ?

Yes, lets see

[Muralimm]

What a sexy' night for Bharat and horrible night for Vikram but
What about mrinaa what is running in her mind and how she behaves in the morning.

The vacation is still for 5 days

Wow waiting further update bro wonderful narration

[heygiwriter]

What a sexy' night for Bharat and horrible night for Vikram but
What about mrinaa what is running in her mind and how she behaves in the morning.

The vacation is still for 5 days

Wow waiting further update bro wonderful narration

Thanks bro..

[jiivawonderland]

update?

[Hotgiri]

Pls update sir

And images from previous session is showing error it’s not visible please check and add it again

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 92 - The Morning After


Goa – Beachfront Villa – Morning

Sunlight poured through the open balcony doors — golden, relentless — falling across the tangled sheets and their bodies.

Mirnaa woke slowly — body heavy, sore in places she had never been sore before. Her thighs ached. Her core felt tender, stretched, still carrying the faint, warm echo of him inside her. Cum had dried on her inner thighs overnight — sticky, intimate evidence she couldn’t ignore. The sheets were damp in places, scented with sex and salt air.

Bharath lay beside her — arm dbangd possessively across her waist, face turned toward her in sleep. His breathing was slow, steady — peaceful — like a man who had finally found something he had been searching for years.

She stared at the ceiling — heart pounding.
Guilt crashed over her in waves — sharp, suffocating.
What have I done?

She had let him inside her. Raw. Deep. Multiple times. She had moaned his name — loud, broken, needy. She had come — hard, shaking, clinging to him like he was the only thing keeping her alive. And worse… she had said “love you too.”

Tears welled up — silent, hot.

She felt dirty. Betrayed Vikram. Betrayed the vows she had made. Betrayed the woman she thought she was.

But beneath the guilt — something else flickered. A strange, warm afterglow. The way he had looked at her — like she was everything. The way he had whispered “I love you” — like he meant it with every fiber of his being. The way her body had responded — alive, wanted, free in a way Vikram had never made her feel.

She shifted slightly — trying to ease the soreness between her legs.
Bharath stirred — eyes opening slowly.

He saw her tears immediately — face softening.

“Hey…” he whispered — voice rough from sleep.
“What’s wrong, my love?”

Mirnaa turned her head away — voice cracking.
“I… I shouldn’t have… last night… we…”

Bharath didn’t rush. He gave her space — rolling onto his side, propping himself on one elbow — watching her carefully.
He didn’t pull away completely — his hand stayed on her waist — light, grounding.

“Take your time,” he said — gentle. “I’m here.”

Mirnaa’s breath hitched — tears spilling over.

“I let you… inside me. 
I moaned your name. I… I came. 
I said I love you too. Vikram… he never said sex. 
He said kisses. Hugs. Comfort. I crossed the line. I’m… I’m a bad wife.”

Her voice broke — sob catching in her throat.
Bharath waited — letting her words hang in the air.
Then — slowly — he reached out — fingers brushing her cheek — wiping away tears.

“Mirnaa… look at me.”
She did — eyes red, searching.
He spoke — calm, steady, eyes locked on hers.

“I know how you feel. I know your inner turmoil. You could think worse about yourself… about me.

But I would say — thinking about what we did last night won’t fix anything.
It’s already happened. Even if it was one time or a hundred times — it’s done.”

He paused — letting it sink in.

“I don’t want you to feel guilty about it. 
I promise you — I will go through this with you.”

Mirnaa looked at his eyes — struggled.
“Vikram…”

Bharath nodded — soft.

“Yes. Vikram. Your husband. My friend. You think he will feel bad? Or that we cheated him? 
No, Mirnaa… I don’t see it like that."

He leaned closer — voice gentle.

“Let me ask you a question.”

“Have you ever seen any wife happily kiss another man other than her husband?”
Mirnaa whispered:
“No…”
“But we did. And Vikram knows it.”
“Have you seen any wife going away for a week — for a date?”
“No…”
“But we did. With your husband’s permission.”
Mirnaa’s breath hitched.

“What we did is not at all normal. Your husband allowed us to be together — kiss, hug, week alone together. 
It happened with his knowledge. There is nothing for you to feel guilt about.”

Mirnaa said — voice trembling:
“But… we had sex, he didnt say it, we we cheated him…”

Bharath intervened — calm, firm.

“No, Mirnaa. We didn’t. I don’t see it that way. We are not people who crave for sex. We came here for fun, comfort and opening up..
We just happened to do it because there was a need. You helped me overcome my trauma.”
He paused — eyes softening.

“I also see it as you reciprocated the love I have for you.”
Mirnaa was stunned by his way of looking.

“You slipped a word — ‘I love you’ — last night. Do you forget?”
Mirnaa went into guilt and shy mode — cheeks burning.

“For me — you reciprocated my love back to me. 
That doesn’t mean you cheated him or your love for him dropped. You need not be in guilt for that.”

Mirnaa said — still struggling:
“Still…”

Bharath continued — voice steady.

“You hugged me and 
you were fine with it. 

You kissed me and 
you were fine with it. 

We were half-naked and going everywhere — 
you were fine with it. 

But when we made sex… 
you felt wrong. 

Most things were okay — but not this.

There is only one difference
that is "Vikram's Permission or acknowledgement"

He leaned closer.

If he had not given his not for the first three “You would have felt everything was wrong"

“You did it when he is aware — and you are okay with that.”

Mirnaa realized — that had to be the naked truth. When Vikram kinda pushed her — she did. But felt sex wrong. 
Why? Because Vikram doesn’t know or he didnt acknowledge or permit about that.

Bharath said:
“Guess you got that. 


If us got into sex keeps troubling you, imagine and think like

Think like Vikram also intended that — but we did it before he could say.”


“We should prepare and push ourself too see it like that. This is the only way you could come over this. Treat the upcoming days as same — the Consumed Affair. Let this be secret between us. He need not know this. Think he is yet to give us nod on it.”

Mirnaa’s breath hitched.
“A secret…? If it started having secrets, i wont be a true wife”

Bharath nodded — eyes locked on hers.

He leaned closer — kissed her forehead — lingering.

“You’re still his wife. You always will be. 
But you’re also a woman who deserves pleasure. 
Who deserves to feel wanted. Who deserves to be loved — even if just for a week. 

Vikram really wanted you to feel that — it’s just we crossed a line before he could say on it.”

“But we know how to handle this — control this — and be ourselves like mature adults.”

“We have not cheated anyone. After we get back to Chennai on return day — you will be his wife — and I will be your friend as always.”

“Whatever we do here — just stay here. Let’s learn all here — and learn to forget it here.”

Mirnaa’s tears slowed.


Bharath looking at it slowly manipulated his game

And there is one more thing, apart from healing my trauma, Vikram intent, our openness 

She searched his eyes — wanting to know more on it.

Bharath continued — hand sliding down — resting lightly on her stomach — thumb circling softly.

“Last night… you felt it, right? 
How good it can be. How alive you felt. 
That’s not betrayal or cheating. 
That’s called pleasure. That’s called healing. For both of us.”

“Tell me frankly — did you like how we did? 
I know Vikram would have dealt softly with you… I realized when you called me an animal.”

“How was that… tell me frankly. I have an explanation for it.”
She swallowed — voice small.
“I… I liked it…”

Bharath smiled — tender.

“I know that you liked it — your body responded that way. It’s human nature… And that’s okay. That’s a beautiful thing. You need not worry about morality. I promise you will never come into your marriage life. I love you truly. I respect your choice. Your feelings. But hear what your body says…”

He kissed her cheek — then her lips — soft, slow, reassuring.
Mirnaa kissed back — hesitant at first — then deeper.
Guilt still burned — but the pleasure was stronger now.
Bharath pulled back — eyes warm.

“See? No pressure. We have 6 more days left to enjoy. Our purpose to come here is to forget all the pain — enjoy — have some fun. We should not be stuck here discussing what he had done already. Let’s go away — have some breakfast. Let’s try to become normal first — then let’s sit and talk about the issues, Mirnaa.”

She nodded — small.

“Okay.”

He kissed her forehead one last time — then rose — still naked — body strong, cock half-hard again.
“I’ll make coffee.”

Mirnaa watched him go — heart pounding.
She lay there — legs still parted — feeling his cum leak slowly — warm, claiming.
She touched her lips — tingling.

The guilt was still there — but quieter now.

[Hotgiri]

Awesome update, awesome n detailed writing…. Pls add pics of sex to give spiciness to reader

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 93 – Bharath's new plan and Vikram's consent to Bharath



Bharath rose from the bed — still nude. The morning light cut across his body in sharp angles, highlighting the faint scratches Mirnaa had left on his shoulders and back the night before. He glanced back at her — She was still in guilt mode — quiet, withdrawn, fingers twisting the edge of the sheet like it was the only thing keeping her grounded.

He smiled inwardly. .
He left her there — giving her space — and walked to the kitchenette. The villa was quiet, sea waves a distant murmur, the air thick with salt and the lingering scent of last night’s sex.

He made coffee — two mugs, strong, black — steam rising in slow curls.
His phone lay on the counter — battery dead from last night.
He plugged it in — charger humming to life.

Mirnaa stirred — sat up slowly — still nude, body marked with faint red lines from last night’s grip. 

She looked at him — eyes soft, conflicted.
“I…im going to use the bathroom. i will have coffee later”
Bharath nodded — gentle.

“Take your time, my love. Coffee will be ready.”
She disappeared — door clicking shut.

The moment she left — his phone buzzed — screen lighting up with notifications.
Too many messages from Aadharsh.
He opened them — eyes narrowing.

The latest one caught him like a blade:
Krish and Vikram got the deal signed. But when I tried to stop them — they attacked me. I got shot — admitted in hospital. Bharath — I know Vikram’s wife Mirnaa is your friend. Kidnap her and get her as leverage. Vikram and Krish will come out automatically. Tomorrow morning — they are going to flight. I have enough men kept at every point to get on them. Now I’m not able to crack their hideout place. Once they reached Dubai — Krish will be more powerful. We cannot offend him. Also the new deal is someone we cannot offend. Give your best…


Bharath’s pulse quickened — mind racing.
Aadharsh was wounded — desperate.
Vikram and Krish had the upper hand — but trapped.
And Mirnaa… leverage.

He immediately called Aadharsh.


“What pal, what’s happening?”
Aadharsh picked up instantly — voice rough, pained.

“Hope you saw my messages. My body is aching — don’t call me. I trust you buddy, just grab Mirnaa. I tried to locate her but she is not anywhere — that Vikram had already predicted my move. He kept his wife somewhere hidden and safe. Wherever she is…just grab her... And im sorry for disturbing your peaceful time with your girlfriend.”

Bharath — calm, measured:  “Not an issue. I will find her soon”
Aadharsh: “Where are you? Why I could not spot you anywhere?”

Bharath: “That doesn’t matter. I will do what you asked for. I have sent my men to take her.”
Bharath: “What else should I do?”

Aadharsh: “Nothing — just this. If you can use your links to find Krish and Vikram — especially their hideout place, i could grab them soon. I have deployed my men everywhere. They have to come out to take the paper at the hotel. If I burn that — they will prepare a new one. But if I guard it — they will come for it.”

Bharath:
“Good idea. I will help you. I will use my intel and call you back.”

Aadharsh:
“Hey — I just have 50 men. Right now all split to different regions. If you can spot them — I can send them all to one location.”

Bharath said: “Perfect.”

Bharath kept the phone down — he was shocked. Contrast to what he thought — this became more messy. He expected one clear winner — but no one. It’s still half hanging in the air. He was astonished how Vikram was so powerful.

Bharath then thought — it’s their issue — let’s turn off the phone. My game had completed long back when i had sex with Mirna, he thought.

His mind was reeling. He already had taken Mirna. What will he get additionally, if he continued to play for them? Given the scenario (last night sex) — he could make her continue the affair today or tomorrow with some tricks.

He unbothered moved to the bed, sat on it and drank a sip of coffee, he saw the bedsheet his cum over it, he doubted if he could get her for entire week, will she be okay wit the guilt she has already? His husband is suddenly powerful, and i need some power to continuously exploit her in bed.

But suddenly something struck in him.

I had deeply penetrated my penis inside one powerful person’s wife… What if the powerful person give her himself?

Given the condition that she is already in guilt — and I may have to pressure her or trick her even for a normal regular sex — what if I got full consent? Rest of days in Goa will be erotically epic. It’s possible only when Vikram push her.

A husband pushing for it? That thrill… and Mirnaa would immediately fall into his arms if she knew Vikram consented.

The thought struck him — dark, perfect.

His mind decided to play a new game — more interesting, more fun.

He suddenly got a plan, he instantly put it into action.

He sent the screenshot of Aadharsh’s message to Vikram — one-time view only.

Then — another message as image, one-time view: They might hear us call in WhatsApp not regular line…

Moments later — 



Vikram called Bharath on WhatsApp.

Bharath answered — voice calm, low.

“Vikram… what’s the situation?”

Vikram’s voice was strained, urgent.

“Bharath… Aadharsh attacked. We signed the deal — but he’s in hospital. His men are everywhere. We can’t get out. The papers are stuck at the hotel. We need to bypass them — get to Dubai tomorrow. Can you help?”


Bharath’s eyes darkened — opportunity — and he already knew Vikram desperately needed one.


He decided to use the situation.

Bharath said “I will. They are eying Mirnaa as well — good that we already made a deal and she is safe with me. For you I will soon find a solution.”

“See, my men can spot them — get the papers, escort you to the airport. Safe.”

“But the hideout you are in — from there my men cannot help you…”
“Wait for some time — I will make some plans and deviate them. Just tell me an unrelated place that is totally unrelatable to your hideout…”


Vikram asked “What the plan?”

Bharath :  “I said right — Aadharsh has up to 50 men around the city — anyone can spot you. So I will deviate them to a new place.”


Vikram exhaled — relieved.  
“Thank you.”


Bharath said  “And one more thing…” ----  He cut the call abruptly — he planned it.



Vikram called back — but Bharath cut the phone.




TEXT MESSAGES followed

Vikram in panic messaged: What happen?

Bharath replied:  Mirna is around.

Vikram: Got it

Bharath:  She never knew our deals, never knew what we spoke.
Vikram:  I understand.

Bharath: Now we all come to this place and you know Mirnaa is double safe with me… I would like to approach her… For one night stand… or lets call it a one week stand. I promise you I wont touch her without consent


Vikram saw the text and he could not say anything — he waited for Bharath’s phone call for the men’s place and his men taking them out for flight tomorrow. 

Bharath asked again:
Are you okay?

Vikram finally typed:

If she is willing to, if she gives her consent, No force, No tricks, No blackmails, no photos, no videos.

Vikram in anger punched the wall after sending.

Bharath texted him: Sure I remember, but she is not getting my hints. You should speak with her… If she says no, then I will stay…

Vikram saw the message — he was torn.

Bastard… he is asking me to talk to my wife for this…


Vikram decided okay — I know how to secretly pass the message to Mirnaa — let’s give her hint not to have sex… when she or he calls.
He thought to himself.


Vikram sent a text: How can I, but okay. If she speaks with me I will explain her, but you should never make a move if she is not interested

Bharath: 100%

Chat ends.






Mirnaa was just coming out of the bathroom 


Towel wrapped around her — eyes still red from tears.
Bharath held up his phone — voice soft.

“My love… look at this.”

The entire WhatsApp message she read:

Vikram: what happen

Bharath: Mirna is around.

Vikram: got it

Bharath: She never knew our deals, never knew what we spoke.

Vikram: I understand.

Bharath: Now we all come to this place and you know Mirnaa is double safe with me… I would like to approach her… For one night stand… or lets call it a one week stand. I promise you I wont touch her without consent

Bharath: Are you okay?

Vikram: If she is willing to, if she gives her consent, No force, No tricks, No blackmails, no photos, no videos.

Bharath: Sure I remember, but she is not getting my hints. You should speak with her… If she says no, then I will stay…

Vikram: How can I, but okay. If she speaks with me I will explain her, but you should never make a move if she is not interested

Bharath: 100%

Mirnaa was shocked — staring at the messages.

Bharath got back his phone — still nude — pulled her in and said:

“You worried Vikram had not contested right? 
He gave his consent. I just spoke with him few minutes back. 
Look at the message. Now whom should you worry about?”
lets just dive deep into new found love baby
He placed his lips on hers.

But Mirnaa withdrew her lips — she said:

“Wait…
What’s happening? 
What’s that deal Vikram and you spoke?”

Bharath realised the blunder he made!!

The room suddenly felt smaller.
The sea waves outside kept crashing — indifferent.

[Muralimm]

This is you stand alone with other after the main plot has been done after conflicts is more important to end the story plot.
And you are truly amazing on this after conflicts

Intelligent fails when over confidence in game and Bharat did now. how she behaves after his many Play Store
Its getting more interesting

[dsupryo]

Hi Heygiwriter,
superb story development, awsome pacing and especially a big thanks for your regular updates. A lot of erotic writers start strong but by the time they reach at a crucial point of sexual scene they somehow stop updating the story. But you have been different, you see the story through to a satisfactory end. So congratulation, and good luck to you writing the reminder of this story, which I hope shall have many ups and downs ahead. Now I would like to put down my analysis of the three main characters of this story --

Mirnaa has been a sweet beautiful innocent girl turned wife who has been protected by Vikram from the preying eyes of other men in the initial phase of her marriage. Fearing that she might judge his raw animal side, during sex Vikram has always been tender with her in bed.
But all women loves to be fucked brutally by an wild beast. Even if most women may not admit it openly, once they experience the raw, lewd, hard, relentless thrust of a throbbing, thick cock, they are likely to give in.
This Vikram failed to understand because his animal side is triggered when he can use a girl who has humiliated him (Malar, Malavika), where as for Bharat being an animal is triggered from the sense of cucking someone by fucking his wife (remember the introducing scene of Bharat fucking the wife of some random guy while the guy, bound to the chair, witnessed it.)
As for Mirnaa succumbing to the princess treatment of Bharat and to her own hidden desire for being at the receiving end of vulgar, animal lust of Bharat, neither of which she has ever had from Vikram( because he sees her as innocent and wants to keep her that way) is very natural.
She could have drawn the line and resisted Bharat much before the final sexual act, had she really been a pious wife,
after Bharat’s first deep long lip-kiss when he tried to kiss her again
when he asked her to sleep in the same room, in the same bed, she could have asked him to sleep on the couch,
When he rubbed her boobs she just playfully slapped his hand, which is nothing but an invitation that he could indulge more
When he asked her to dress up scantily, in bikini and sarong, showing her midriff (probably her deep sexy navel) to the public etc.
But she did not resist at all, but egged Bharat on to be more and more intrusive on her bodily treasures.
Because she is not as pious, not as loyal as it appears on the surface. She has been naturally loyal to Vikram because she has never had an opportunity to be otherwise , until she met Bharat.
She has never known herself to be capable of cheating Vikram or lying to him, let alone having sex with someone, because no one has wooed her to have her intimately.
In fact, even before she had let herself be penetrated deeply by Bharat, she was already hiding stuff from Vikram, for example, she has sent selfies with Bharat to Vikram from the public places - Mall in Bangalore and Beach in Goa, but never from their private spaces (hotels).
She conveniently forgot to let him know that both in Bangalore and Goa she was staying in the same hotel room with Bharat, sleeping in the same bed with him, had Bharat’s face buried in between her soft boobs on the first night with only thin fabric of her skimpy nightmare to keep their skins separate. So no moral high grounds for her. But she is a sexy woman and she deserves all the pleasures of sex she can get from Vikram, from Bharat, perhaps even from other men around, like Aadarsh and Rishi etc.
As for Vikram, he absolutely deserves to be cheated the moment he let Bharat woo Mirnaa knowing fully well that Bharat wanted to bed her. He has used shy, apparently pious, untouched -by-others, innocent wife Mirnaa as a return favour for Bharat’s help in building his empire. I feel despite all his claver schemes and plans in building his crime empire, he has ruined his family, has compromised his one safe base, his innocent Mirnaa.
Despite being a strong man, deep down Vikram is a cuck, in his subconscious he already has visioned Mirnaa having lewd sex with Bharat, he has checked Bharat beathing, registered that Bharat’s penis is thicker than his and even pulled up seperate cctv footages of Bharat and Mirnaa’s bathing naked and placed them side by side. This clearly indicated his would have the best erection of his life when eventually he sees them from the same hidden CCTV feed room —bathing together, naked, having sex in the shower, in his marital bed, in every corner of his house, in all positions, even annals, which he himself could not convince Mirnaa into.