Misc. Erotica Lockdown: A Wife’s Sacrifice for Her Husband and Sons- By Novelist Casanova

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Later That Morning – Koramangala BDA Complex

The black car pulled up in front of the registration office. A typical Bangalore morning bustled outside — auto rickshaws honking, coconut vendors shouting, young techies on bikes zooming past. But for me, time had slowed.
I stepped out in my yellow saree — the same one that changed everything.
Mahesh walked beside me in a crisp white shirt and black trousers, his presence radiating quiet pride. As we entered the BDA Complex, the staff nodded respectfully. Everyone knew him. But today, he wasn’t here for himself.
He was here for me.
We sat before the registrar. The documents were laid out. I watched Mahesh take the pen, glance at me once — and then, without hesitation, sign the papers.
Under “Owner’s Name”:
Mrs. Sudha.
The registrar stamped the final document. THUD.
That sound echoed inside me like thunder in the heart.
It was done.
We stepped outside into the sun. The yellow saree shimmered. I blinked back tears, overwhelmed.
Mahesh turned to me, held my hand, and said softly, “This house… this name… is only the beginning.”
I looked at him — my lucky charm, my partner, the man who made me beg once and now begged to give me the world — and smiled.
The 5 Crore dream was no longer a dream.
It was mine.