26-01-2026, 03:14 PM
Chapter 80 – The Beach, Key & The Ride
The morning broke unusual — quiet, heavy.
Vani woke first. Kitchen lights low. Kettle on. Hands trembling as she measured tea leaves. Today’s agenda looped in her head: sex with Rohan, info extraction, trap, confrontation. Her fingers shook so hard the spoon clattered against the cup.
Nivi appeared in the doorway — robe loose, hair still sleep-mussed. Saw the tremble.
Without a word she walked to the drawer. Pulled out the small brass key — the duplicate for the secret passage.
“Come.”
Vani looked up. Eyes wide.
Nivi took her hand. Gentle but firm.
“Ride with me.”
They slipped out the side door. Car keys in Nivi’s pocket.
Nitin — on the balcony, coffee in hand — watched them leave. Car pulling away slow.
His stomach twisted.
Did Vani warn Nivi? About the affair?
He couldn’t follow — Aara still asleep. But he waited. Phone in hand. Heart thudding.
The car headed south. City thinned. Sea air crept in.
They halted at a quiet stretch of beach — waves low, sun still pale.
Nivi killed the engine. Stepped out. Sand cool under bare feet.
“Speak out.”
Vani stayed in the passenger seat a moment. Then followed.
“Nothing… All these days we were involved in adultery. Now suddenly… this revenge. It feels wrong.”
Nivi turned to face the water.
“Are you panicking about revenging them… or feeling bad about missing the sex?”
Vani shot back — quick, defensive.
“No. Not that. What’s morally right with us to revenge them?”
Nivi exhaled slow. Looked at the horizon.
“Yes. We are flawed. We need to be punished. Let’s assume that way. Personally… I don’t want anyone to take me for granted. I hate being a puppet. That very thought drove me away from Prem. I loved him. I used to. To correct it… now if you ask me do I love him? I would say no. I love my stability. My choice. I had Prem, Aara — enough for longness. Rohan or Aadhil is temporary. But the very base seems to be an issue if I continue with them. They played with us. What if in a heat I left Prem or Aara? Do they intend to marry us? No. The secret paths. The sex. We’ve been fooled. I want to split sex and marriage life separate. I’m open for sex… but not for someone ruling over me. I need real control.”
She held up the key.
We need to take back control.. with so many lies. Rohan or Aadhil cant continue with us..
Im scared.. our marital life is enough for us...
They both stayed idle for few minutes..
Nivi broke the silence..
Okay nothing to think much..
I have carefully unliked Rohan and Aadhil from my business and My husband unknowingly or unknowingly kept Rohan at distance with shares.
Now the rest is dark secrets if any which they will share us.. just we need to record it for our safety...
Rohan or Aadhil being a business man wont risk that much for us. They calculate much before we do.. Its just we are lucky they didnt speak to each other and our game working...
“I locked the secret rooms. One more key set is with Aadhil and Rohan. Let’s throw this. Put an end. Start living back our life.”
Vani stared at the key. Then at the sea.
Nivi opened her palm.
Vani took it. Held it a second.
Then — together — they threw it.
The brass arced. Vanished into the foam.
Vani exhaled — long, shaky.
Clarity settling.
Nivi turned to her.
“Today’s sex is just to make sure they’ve left nothing that would chase us tomorrow. And the secret path… there is a drama. Do exactly what I say.”
She leaned close. Whispered in Vani’s ear.
Beach sound swallowed the words.
Vani’s eyes lit — small, dark smile.
“Poetic justice. For keeping us in the dark.”
They walked back to the car.
Nivi drove. Quiet now. Purposeful.
Parked at the house. Showed Vani the back way — narrow path to the side entrance.
Inside — she led her through the side paths. Hidden doors. Passageways.
Nitin — from the upstairs window — saw the car return. Saw them slip in the back.
His pulse quickened.
Something is about to happen.
He dared to catch them in the act.
Slipped downstairs. Hid in the hallway shadow.
Waited.
The house stayed silent.
But the air felt charged.
Like the last thread before it snaps.
The morning broke unusual — quiet, heavy.
Vani woke first. Kitchen lights low. Kettle on. Hands trembling as she measured tea leaves. Today’s agenda looped in her head: sex with Rohan, info extraction, trap, confrontation. Her fingers shook so hard the spoon clattered against the cup.
Nivi appeared in the doorway — robe loose, hair still sleep-mussed. Saw the tremble.
Without a word she walked to the drawer. Pulled out the small brass key — the duplicate for the secret passage.
“Come.”
Vani looked up. Eyes wide.
Nivi took her hand. Gentle but firm.
“Ride with me.”
They slipped out the side door. Car keys in Nivi’s pocket.
Nitin — on the balcony, coffee in hand — watched them leave. Car pulling away slow.
His stomach twisted.
Did Vani warn Nivi? About the affair?
He couldn’t follow — Aara still asleep. But he waited. Phone in hand. Heart thudding.
The car headed south. City thinned. Sea air crept in.
They halted at a quiet stretch of beach — waves low, sun still pale.
Nivi killed the engine. Stepped out. Sand cool under bare feet.
“Speak out.”
Vani stayed in the passenger seat a moment. Then followed.
“Nothing… All these days we were involved in adultery. Now suddenly… this revenge. It feels wrong.”
Nivi turned to face the water.
“Are you panicking about revenging them… or feeling bad about missing the sex?”
Vani shot back — quick, defensive.
“No. Not that. What’s morally right with us to revenge them?”
Nivi exhaled slow. Looked at the horizon.
“Yes. We are flawed. We need to be punished. Let’s assume that way. Personally… I don’t want anyone to take me for granted. I hate being a puppet. That very thought drove me away from Prem. I loved him. I used to. To correct it… now if you ask me do I love him? I would say no. I love my stability. My choice. I had Prem, Aara — enough for longness. Rohan or Aadhil is temporary. But the very base seems to be an issue if I continue with them. They played with us. What if in a heat I left Prem or Aara? Do they intend to marry us? No. The secret paths. The sex. We’ve been fooled. I want to split sex and marriage life separate. I’m open for sex… but not for someone ruling over me. I need real control.”
She held up the key.
We need to take back control.. with so many lies. Rohan or Aadhil cant continue with us..
Im scared.. our marital life is enough for us...
They both stayed idle for few minutes..
Nivi broke the silence..
Okay nothing to think much..
I have carefully unliked Rohan and Aadhil from my business and My husband unknowingly or unknowingly kept Rohan at distance with shares.
Now the rest is dark secrets if any which they will share us.. just we need to record it for our safety...
Rohan or Aadhil being a business man wont risk that much for us. They calculate much before we do.. Its just we are lucky they didnt speak to each other and our game working...
“I locked the secret rooms. One more key set is with Aadhil and Rohan. Let’s throw this. Put an end. Start living back our life.”
Vani stared at the key. Then at the sea.
Nivi opened her palm.
Vani took it. Held it a second.
Then — together — they threw it.
The brass arced. Vanished into the foam.
Vani exhaled — long, shaky.
Clarity settling.
Nivi turned to her.
“Today’s sex is just to make sure they’ve left nothing that would chase us tomorrow. And the secret path… there is a drama. Do exactly what I say.”
She leaned close. Whispered in Vani’s ear.
Beach sound swallowed the words.
Vani’s eyes lit — small, dark smile.
“Poetic justice. For keeping us in the dark.”
They walked back to the car.
Nivi drove. Quiet now. Purposeful.
Parked at the house. Showed Vani the back way — narrow path to the side entrance.
Inside — she led her through the side paths. Hidden doors. Passageways.
Nitin — from the upstairs window — saw the car return. Saw them slip in the back.
His pulse quickened.
Something is about to happen.
He dared to catch them in the act.
Slipped downstairs. Hid in the hallway shadow.
Waited.
The house stayed silent.
But the air felt charged.
Like the last thread before it snaps.
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