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Chapter 47 – The Dangerous Game
The phone displayed Aadhil
Nivi instantly cut the call.. she was feeling anxious..
Rohan pulled back slightly — his penis still inside her, bodies slick with sweat, breaths heavy in the quiet room.
He glanced at his phone — screen dark now.
Nivi, still catching her breath, looked at him.
"You didn't see the name?" she asked, voice soft but edged with sudden worry.
Rohan shook his head — casual, almost amused.
(But deep inside he knew he purposely did this. If it was Prem, he wouldn't have made the deliberate move that caused her moan — audible to the person on the other side. He had controlled the volume, the timing. A test.)
"Didn't see. Who was it? Thought it was Prem — he was calling us non-stop."
Nivi exhaled — relief mixing with leftover adrenaline.
"Glad it was Aadhil... but what if it was Prem? This is a dangerous game, Rohan. We need to stop this fantasy."
Rohan eased out slowly — careful, gentle — then lay beside her also making her turn so his penis still inside her, one arm dbangd across her waist.
"Okay," he said softly. "Sorry... I got carried away. If you say stop, we stop. No pressure."
He paused — studied her face, thumb brushing her cheek.
"But tell me honestly — you're scared... or part of you liked it?"
Nivi turned on her side — facing him, eyes searching his.
"I liked it... too much. That's what scares me. If Prem ever hears something like that..."
Rohan brushed hair from her face.
"He won't. Not unless you want him to."
He started growing inside her again — hips shifting for round two.
She stopped him gently — hand on his chest.
"Leave it... I'm not in the mood."
Rohan respected — pulled back.
"Who is Aadhil, really?"
Rohan smiled — small, proud.
"My bestest friend. Closer than blood. And... he will be a new investor in our company."
Nivi panicked — sat up slightly, sheet falling to her waist.
"He knows about us?"
"Not yet," Rohan said calmly. "Maybe now he knows something... but not to bother. Aadhil is safe. He doesn't judge. He... understands."
Nivi stared — processing.
"So he's coming into the company... and he might have heard me moan while you were—"
Rohan laughed softly.
"He probably did. But trust me — that's not a problem. He is my buddy and friend. He already sees you as sister-in-law. He knows a little but not the affair part."
She shook her head — half-laugh, half-disbelief.
"You're impossible."
"Why did you tell about me to your buddy?"
Rohan pulled her close — kissed her forehead.
"Because I consider you a real part of me — friend just like Aadhil. No gender bias. Only thing I can't fuck him... but I can fuck you all day."
She laughed ...
Looking at her ease, he asked...
"Now tell me — what else is on your mind?"
Nivi sighed — voice quieter.
"I need to hire a subordinate for us. The company... it's growing too fast. I can't manage everything alone anymore. Especially with... this."
Rohan nodded — serious now.
Nivi said exactly the reason we're fucking here — company left with no one taking charge when we're... distracted."
Nivi blushed — Rohan didn't deny.
"Yes."
Rohan thought for a second.
"Okay. I will hire someone. A good one."
Nivi looked at him — grateful.
"Okay... thank you."
And she continued.
"But your fantasy is too much..."
Rohan said — voice gentle.
"I'm not yet into fantasy... I have so much in the list to explore sexually with you. In first place, today's my plan was to show a glimpse of how cuckold will be — by taking you on your husband's bed. Second, you didn't seem to explore much... I tried to face-fuck you and train you for blowjob... but sudden call from Prem changed all."
She looked at him — then said.
"Okay... he already seems to have gone to office. Let's disperse here and get back to office. Let's meet back in evening..."
Rohan said i cant.. you need to blow me tomorrow. only if you agree i will come else i will stay nude until prem arrives.
Nivi blow?
Rohan.. you need to suck my penis baby.. blowjob...
Nivi knows he was joking he said i will try or find a way to do tomorrow.. They dispersed laughing..
Evening arrived.
Prem came home — plans rolled under his arm.
Showed them to Nivi — spread on dining table.
"Look... the engineer sent these today. Luxurious, like we talked about. Tell me what you think."
Nivi scanned — beautiful villas, open layouts, garden views.
She smiled — small, tired.
"I'll confirm tomorrow. Too much to decide tonight."
Prem nodded — hopeful.
"Okay. Tomorrow."
Next day in office.
Rohan called her into his cabin — door locked behind her.
He pulled up a file on his screen — architectural renderings.
"Here," he said. "A new plan for the house."
Nivi leaned in — eyes widening.
"How did you know Prem sent me plans? I didn't even tell you yet."
Rohan smiled.
"The engineer informed me. Did you forget I was the one who suggested him?"
Nivi said — "Yes..."
It was stunning — modern, open, plenty of rooms, pool sides, pools in both bottom and roof.
What Nivi failed to see were the hidden touches: secret passages, blind spots, concealed doors leading to the master bedroom.
She was impressed with the plan.
"Thanks for being very thoughtful... helping us, me and Prem."
Rohan turned to her — eyes dark.
"Don't thank me yet."
He stepped closer.
"I'm making this plan for the house... so I can have many blind spots. Secret places. Hidden doors to your bed... where I can have sex with you."
He showed those places — finger tracing lines on screen.
Nivi's breath caught.
She was scared and thrilled.
"You are something else," she hit on his hand playfully and said, "Nevertheless plan is good. Let me give it to Prem."
Rohan said — "No... I will ask the engineer to send it directly to Prem and say new designs and lesser cost... meanwhile you tell Prem nothing works... so Prem will send new designs which engineer will send... then you approve. Prem should not know the plan is ours..."
Nivi shook her head like a puppet — half-amused, half-shocked.
He kissed her — deep, claiming.
The plans lay open on the table — a blueprint for their future.
When she went back to her cabin, Rohan texted Aadhil.
"Man your plan is awesome... the plan is going well. Do not spoil it."
Aadhil responded: "Yes chief on your command... I don't want another hilltop incident to occur."
Rohan face turned pale — he was disturbed for a moment when Aadhil said this.
But he texted back.
"Until last, our motive should not be heard by her... she needs to grow herself to the way we want."
Aadhil texted back: "I will maintain distance until the time comes..."
Both men smiled.
Nivi unaware of what these two men have in store for her...
Sending Prem a text: "No designs were good. Ask for more modern and futuristic..."
The phone displayed Aadhil
Nivi instantly cut the call.. she was feeling anxious..
Rohan pulled back slightly — his penis still inside her, bodies slick with sweat, breaths heavy in the quiet room.
He glanced at his phone — screen dark now.
Nivi, still catching her breath, looked at him.
"You didn't see the name?" she asked, voice soft but edged with sudden worry.
Rohan shook his head — casual, almost amused.
(But deep inside he knew he purposely did this. If it was Prem, he wouldn't have made the deliberate move that caused her moan — audible to the person on the other side. He had controlled the volume, the timing. A test.)
"Didn't see. Who was it? Thought it was Prem — he was calling us non-stop."
Nivi exhaled — relief mixing with leftover adrenaline.
"Glad it was Aadhil... but what if it was Prem? This is a dangerous game, Rohan. We need to stop this fantasy."
Rohan eased out slowly — careful, gentle — then lay beside her also making her turn so his penis still inside her, one arm dbangd across her waist.
"Okay," he said softly. "Sorry... I got carried away. If you say stop, we stop. No pressure."
He paused — studied her face, thumb brushing her cheek.
"But tell me honestly — you're scared... or part of you liked it?"
Nivi turned on her side — facing him, eyes searching his.
"I liked it... too much. That's what scares me. If Prem ever hears something like that..."
Rohan brushed hair from her face.
"He won't. Not unless you want him to."
He started growing inside her again — hips shifting for round two.
She stopped him gently — hand on his chest.
"Leave it... I'm not in the mood."
Rohan respected — pulled back.
"Who is Aadhil, really?"
Rohan smiled — small, proud.
"My bestest friend. Closer than blood. And... he will be a new investor in our company."
Nivi panicked — sat up slightly, sheet falling to her waist.
"He knows about us?"
"Not yet," Rohan said calmly. "Maybe now he knows something... but not to bother. Aadhil is safe. He doesn't judge. He... understands."
Nivi stared — processing.
"So he's coming into the company... and he might have heard me moan while you were—"
Rohan laughed softly.
"He probably did. But trust me — that's not a problem. He is my buddy and friend. He already sees you as sister-in-law. He knows a little but not the affair part."
She shook her head — half-laugh, half-disbelief.
"You're impossible."
"Why did you tell about me to your buddy?"
Rohan pulled her close — kissed her forehead.
"Because I consider you a real part of me — friend just like Aadhil. No gender bias. Only thing I can't fuck him... but I can fuck you all day."
She laughed ...
Looking at her ease, he asked...
"Now tell me — what else is on your mind?"
Nivi sighed — voice quieter.
"I need to hire a subordinate for us. The company... it's growing too fast. I can't manage everything alone anymore. Especially with... this."
Rohan nodded — serious now.
Nivi said exactly the reason we're fucking here — company left with no one taking charge when we're... distracted."
Nivi blushed — Rohan didn't deny.
"Yes."
Rohan thought for a second.
"Okay. I will hire someone. A good one."
Nivi looked at him — grateful.
"Okay... thank you."
And she continued.
"But your fantasy is too much..."
Rohan said — voice gentle.
"I'm not yet into fantasy... I have so much in the list to explore sexually with you. In first place, today's my plan was to show a glimpse of how cuckold will be — by taking you on your husband's bed. Second, you didn't seem to explore much... I tried to face-fuck you and train you for blowjob... but sudden call from Prem changed all."
She looked at him — then said.
"Okay... he already seems to have gone to office. Let's disperse here and get back to office. Let's meet back in evening..."
Rohan said i cant.. you need to blow me tomorrow. only if you agree i will come else i will stay nude until prem arrives.
Nivi blow?
Rohan.. you need to suck my penis baby.. blowjob...
Nivi knows he was joking he said i will try or find a way to do tomorrow.. They dispersed laughing..
Evening arrived.
Prem came home — plans rolled under his arm.
Showed them to Nivi — spread on dining table.
"Look... the engineer sent these today. Luxurious, like we talked about. Tell me what you think."
Nivi scanned — beautiful villas, open layouts, garden views.
She smiled — small, tired.
"I'll confirm tomorrow. Too much to decide tonight."
Prem nodded — hopeful.
"Okay. Tomorrow."
Next day in office.
Rohan called her into his cabin — door locked behind her.
He pulled up a file on his screen — architectural renderings.
"Here," he said. "A new plan for the house."
Nivi leaned in — eyes widening.
"How did you know Prem sent me plans? I didn't even tell you yet."
Rohan smiled.
"The engineer informed me. Did you forget I was the one who suggested him?"
Nivi said — "Yes..."
It was stunning — modern, open, plenty of rooms, pool sides, pools in both bottom and roof.
What Nivi failed to see were the hidden touches: secret passages, blind spots, concealed doors leading to the master bedroom.
She was impressed with the plan.
"Thanks for being very thoughtful... helping us, me and Prem."
Rohan turned to her — eyes dark.
"Don't thank me yet."
He stepped closer.
"I'm making this plan for the house... so I can have many blind spots. Secret places. Hidden doors to your bed... where I can have sex with you."
He showed those places — finger tracing lines on screen.
Nivi's breath caught.
She was scared and thrilled.
"You are something else," she hit on his hand playfully and said, "Nevertheless plan is good. Let me give it to Prem."
Rohan said — "No... I will ask the engineer to send it directly to Prem and say new designs and lesser cost... meanwhile you tell Prem nothing works... so Prem will send new designs which engineer will send... then you approve. Prem should not know the plan is ours..."
Nivi shook her head like a puppet — half-amused, half-shocked.
He kissed her — deep, claiming.
The plans lay open on the table — a blueprint for their future.
When she went back to her cabin, Rohan texted Aadhil.
"Man your plan is awesome... the plan is going well. Do not spoil it."
Aadhil responded: "Yes chief on your command... I don't want another hilltop incident to occur."
Rohan face turned pale — he was disturbed for a moment when Aadhil said this.
But he texted back.
"Until last, our motive should not be heard by her... she needs to grow herself to the way we want."
Aadhil texted back: "I will maintain distance until the time comes..."
Both men smiled.
Nivi unaware of what these two men have in store for her...
Sending Prem a text: "No designs were good. Ask for more modern and futuristic..."
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