Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

She answered quickly.


Ravi stepped aside, half-listening without meaning to.

“Yeah, just finishing up here,” she said. “He’s back... No, he said he’ll wait for dinner… I know. I told him that.”

She smiled lightly, her fingers playing with the edge of the kitchen towel.

“Mmhmm. Okay… Haan, take your time. We’ll wait.”

She ended the call and looked at Ravi.

“Amit says we should eat without him.”

“I figured,” Ravi said.

She gave a small smile. “You don’t listen well.”

He shrugged. “Depends on who’s giving orders.”

Her eyes narrowed slightly, curious. “And you think Amit gives you orders?”

“I think he gives you orders,” Ravi said softly. “And you tried passing them to me.”

She laughed, but lightly. “It’s not orders. He just worries I’ll be too polite with guests.”

Ravi raised his brow. “Am I still a guest?”

Her smile paused

Just for a heartbeat. 

Then she turned to the stove. “Technically? No.”

She stirred something, then added gently, “But it’s still your first full day here. How was work?”

He leaned against the fridge, hands in his pockets. “Eventful. New desk. Too many passwords. Too many smiles.”

She glanced over her shoulder. “Fake smiles or polite ones?”




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