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Chapter 108 - Mirna's doubt and Bharath's confession!
Goa – Beachfront Villa – 11 AM
Mirnaa woke on the couch with her neck stiff and eyes swollen from crying half the night. The blanket had slipped to the floor and the room felt too quiet without Bharath's usual morning sounds. She sat up slowly and looked toward the bedroom door. It was open and empty. The bed was made neatly as if no one had slept there.
She found the note on the kitchen counter — simple white paper folded once.
“I am giving you the space you need. I am in room 407 at the beach hotel. I love you — no pressure. Just talk when you are ready.”
Mirnaa stared at the words for a long time. Relief washed over her first cool and sudden ,like breathing fresh air after being underwater too long. Then guilt followed sharp and familiar. She had pushed him away last night, refused him — slept apart and now he had left quietly without argument.
She spent the day alone.
She walked the beach barefoot, waves lapping at her ankles , remembering good moments: music in the car, laughter during games, his hand in hers under the sun. Those memories mixed with bad ones — the phone call , his whisper in her ear while Vikram's voice came through the speaker, the way he had kept her mouth full so she could not speak. The humiliation burned fresh.
She sat on the sand staring at the sea. Doubt crept in soft and insidious.
What if she had misunderstood him?
What if the “thrill” comment was just dirty talk — not mockery?
What if Bharath really loved her, really meant the apologies and she had overreacted?
He had moved out given her space without forcing anything. That was not the action of a man who only wanted sex.
Or was it?
She looked at her empty phone. No messages from Vikram.
No calls. She opened the call log and stared at his name thumb hovering over the button. She wanted to confess everything right then but the words would not come.
Confidence failed her. Fear held her back.
She put the phone down and hugged her knees. Confession could wait. Just one more day.
Bharath doesnt know his simple act of give her space had immediate effect on her
Dubai – Krish and Swathi's Apartment – Afternoon
Vikram sat on the couch with his phone in hand. Swathi had left him alone for a while, giving him space to process. He stared at Mirnaa's name on the screen, thumb hovering and heart pounding.
He decided to send a voice note instead of calling. Something calm. Something safe.
He pressed the record.
“Hey love… I had work all morning. Is everything okay in Goa?
I will call tonight when things slow down. Miss your voice. Love you.”
He sent it , exhaled — and leaned back.
Swathi walked in from the kitchen, two cups of coffee in hand and sat beside him.
“She will react. Give her time. She will come up with better words”
Vikram nodded, still staring at the phone.
Goa – Beach Hotel – Room 407 – Late Afternoon
Vikram sat on the couch with the phone gripped tight in his hand. Swathi sat beside him silently watching his face. The voice note he sent to Mirnaa earlier had gone unanswered. The silence from Goa felt louder than any scream.
His phone rang suddenly — Bharath's name on the screen.
Vikram's jaw clenched. He answered on speaker voice low and edged.
“Bharath.”
Bharath kept his tone even.
“Vikram. I need to talk..”
Vikram stayed silent , waiting for knuckles already white.
Bharath started without a preamble.
“We had sex. Mirna and me.”
Vikram's breath caught — sharp — like something snapped inside his chest.
“What?”
His voice came out low — dangerous.
“Did Mirna agree and gave consent to have sex with you?”
Bharath: “Agreed but not fully consent. But before that I had to trick her.”
Vikram's free hand clenched into a fist nails digging into his palm.
Swathi touched his arm gently , eyes warning him to breathe.
He forced air through his nose slowly — but the fury stayed.
“Trick?” “Half Consent” Vikram repeated — voice tight.
What the fuck you are talking about..
“Explain that word. Now.”
Bharath continued — voice steady — measured.
Bharath: Stay calm and listen to me fully.
If you want to know fully.
Vikram: Continue!
“I used my trauma story and tricked her into sex. Her consent was half , but we know right — I was in your double agent deal for Mirnaa and sex.
You had already won Aadarsh, I had nothing big in my pocket! All i risked being a double agent is to have good sex with her… she kept delaying , you keep winning, i feared at this rate i have risked everything for nothing.. So i had to and i had tricked her
Vikram: Bastard, i only asked you to have sex when if only she gave consent, you overstepped
Bharath: Clam, down it's just a tip of what I had to say.. That trick only for start.. After that for two days we had sex.
Vikram: How come!!! What ?
Bharath: It's simple . I lied to her that you were disappointed in sex , used that to brainwash her to get trained for different sex. She did it for two days. I turned off her phone. We were actively in sex.
Vikram: So this is your true face! How dare you had lied, manipulated my wife into sex
Bharath: If not, do you think your wife would bed me? Vikram you need to come to reality i have to do it.. I have to lie about it so that she wont feel like a slut who bedded me for her husband's business prospects..
Vikram suddenly went silent
Bhrath: But that's not the issue here, something is not right now
Vikram: What Happened?
Bharath: I did everything right but I underestimated her love for you.. Yes I tricked her into sex, had even manipulated her to open her in more sex and newness, But I mis stepped by humiliating you — not directly last time when you called she was not sleeping. I was deep throating her and I said in her ears something like we are having sex while your husband is on the phone and laughed. It backfired. She got offended. She got doubts. She fears I used her. She fears you may not know a lot.”
Vikram's breathing grew sharp — chest rising and falling fast.
“You deep throated my wife — while I was on the phone — and laughed about it?”
His voice cracked open — fury spilling out.
“You think I will sit here and accept that? You think I will let you talk about her like that — about what you did to her — and stay calm?”
Swathi typed quickly on her phone — showed him: Breathe. He is confessing. Let him finish. You need the full truth.
Vikram read it — exhaled hard through his nose — but the anger stayed.
“Continue,” he said — voice low — controlled — but shaking underneath.
Bharath:
“Calm down. You did a lot of things to win over Aadharsh. I did the same to Mirnaa for sex. We are even. I am not going to stay in your married life. As per our deal I am done. But I feel bad for her. If she gets to know she was tricked or used — she will lead a life with full trauma. As a husband you should not be okay for that. Calm her down when she phones you. I have already got a separate room for us to give her space. Make her calm again. If I leave your house or circle immediately she will get doubt. Let me come back — stay for a few days — then I will slowly go away from your home as promised.”
Vikram laughed — bitter — short.
“You think I will let you back in my house? After what you just admitted? You think I will help you calm her so you can keep fucking my wife?”
Swathi touched his arm again — firmer this time — shook her head once. Let him talk. Control the conversation.
Vikram breathed deep — forced his voice lower.
“You overstepped. You humiliated me. You humiliated her. And now you want me to protect your access?”
Remember Bharath, if i can throw Aadaharsh, how long it will take for me to do the same to you!
Bharath:
“I know it well. If you want to capitalize on it let me tell you I know my ways to make Mirnaa know your dark sides before you catch me. How is that?”
Vikram's eyes narrowed.
“Threaten me again. See what happens.”
Bharath softer: “Dear Vikram. Let us not break each other's agreements. You got what you wanted. I got what I wanted. We both won. But Aadharsh is still out. People say now he is hidden. For his attack in Noida few other political clients are furious with him so he is on escape. Understand the situation and act.”
Swathi typed again — showed Vikram: He is deflecting. Ask about Mirnaa now.
Vikram read it — leaned forward.
“Where is she right now?”
Bharath:
“In the villa. She has not left. She is angry , but she is still here. I moved to a separate room to give her space. She has not called me yet. The latest is she is guilty and wants to speak to you and confess all.. That is where i need your help now
Vikram:
You want me to cool her and make her have sex with you again?
Bharath: No, I don't want you to push her to depression. If she realized she was played by her own husband and a friend. Think about her turmoil. Just cool down the heat. Make sure you comfort and ease her. Say you are aware of it. You both can navigate through this.
Vikram: Stop complicating it.. I never want any of this.
Bharath:
“Then you decide. But if you explode, if you scold her — if you push her away, she will break. She is fragile right now. She thinks she betrayed you. She thinks you will hate her. If you confirm that — she will never recover. Accept her. Try to pass some confidence in her and Protect her. That is what a husband does.”
Vikram stayed silent for a long moment.
Swathi typed one last message — showed him: He is right about one thing. Do not break her. Not yet.
Vikram read it — exhaled long — and spoke calmer.
“We will talk later.”
The phone cut.
Vikram stared at the blank screen — jaw tight.
Swathi said softly:
“He is buying time. But you are in control now. Stay calm. When Mirna calls — listen. Accept first then. Protect her, but you need to deal with this bharath once the wave gets cleared..”
Vikram nodded slowly.
But inside, the fury still burned.
Goa – Beachfront Villa – 11 AM
Mirnaa woke on the couch with her neck stiff and eyes swollen from crying half the night. The blanket had slipped to the floor and the room felt too quiet without Bharath's usual morning sounds. She sat up slowly and looked toward the bedroom door. It was open and empty. The bed was made neatly as if no one had slept there.
She found the note on the kitchen counter — simple white paper folded once.
“I am giving you the space you need. I am in room 407 at the beach hotel. I love you — no pressure. Just talk when you are ready.”
Mirnaa stared at the words for a long time. Relief washed over her first cool and sudden ,like breathing fresh air after being underwater too long. Then guilt followed sharp and familiar. She had pushed him away last night, refused him — slept apart and now he had left quietly without argument.
She spent the day alone.
She walked the beach barefoot, waves lapping at her ankles , remembering good moments: music in the car, laughter during games, his hand in hers under the sun. Those memories mixed with bad ones — the phone call , his whisper in her ear while Vikram's voice came through the speaker, the way he had kept her mouth full so she could not speak. The humiliation burned fresh.
She sat on the sand staring at the sea. Doubt crept in soft and insidious.
What if she had misunderstood him?
What if the “thrill” comment was just dirty talk — not mockery?
What if Bharath really loved her, really meant the apologies and she had overreacted?
He had moved out given her space without forcing anything. That was not the action of a man who only wanted sex.
Or was it?
She looked at her empty phone. No messages from Vikram.
No calls. She opened the call log and stared at his name thumb hovering over the button. She wanted to confess everything right then but the words would not come.
Confidence failed her. Fear held her back.
She put the phone down and hugged her knees. Confession could wait. Just one more day.
Bharath doesnt know his simple act of give her space had immediate effect on her
Dubai – Krish and Swathi's Apartment – Afternoon
Vikram sat on the couch with his phone in hand. Swathi had left him alone for a while, giving him space to process. He stared at Mirnaa's name on the screen, thumb hovering and heart pounding.
He decided to send a voice note instead of calling. Something calm. Something safe.
He pressed the record.
“Hey love… I had work all morning. Is everything okay in Goa?
I will call tonight when things slow down. Miss your voice. Love you.”
He sent it , exhaled — and leaned back.
Swathi walked in from the kitchen, two cups of coffee in hand and sat beside him.
“She will react. Give her time. She will come up with better words”
Vikram nodded, still staring at the phone.
Goa – Beach Hotel – Room 407 – Late Afternoon
Vikram sat on the couch with the phone gripped tight in his hand. Swathi sat beside him silently watching his face. The voice note he sent to Mirnaa earlier had gone unanswered. The silence from Goa felt louder than any scream.
His phone rang suddenly — Bharath's name on the screen.
Vikram's jaw clenched. He answered on speaker voice low and edged.
“Bharath.”
Bharath kept his tone even.
“Vikram. I need to talk..”
Vikram stayed silent , waiting for knuckles already white.
Bharath started without a preamble.
“We had sex. Mirna and me.”
Vikram's breath caught — sharp — like something snapped inside his chest.
“What?”
His voice came out low — dangerous.
“Did Mirna agree and gave consent to have sex with you?”
Bharath: “Agreed but not fully consent. But before that I had to trick her.”
Vikram's free hand clenched into a fist nails digging into his palm.
Swathi touched his arm gently , eyes warning him to breathe.
He forced air through his nose slowly — but the fury stayed.
“Trick?” “Half Consent” Vikram repeated — voice tight.
What the fuck you are talking about..
“Explain that word. Now.”
Bharath continued — voice steady — measured.
Bharath: Stay calm and listen to me fully.
If you want to know fully.
Vikram: Continue!
“I used my trauma story and tricked her into sex. Her consent was half , but we know right — I was in your double agent deal for Mirnaa and sex.
You had already won Aadarsh, I had nothing big in my pocket! All i risked being a double agent is to have good sex with her… she kept delaying , you keep winning, i feared at this rate i have risked everything for nothing.. So i had to and i had tricked her
Vikram: Bastard, i only asked you to have sex when if only she gave consent, you overstepped
Bharath: Clam, down it's just a tip of what I had to say.. That trick only for start.. After that for two days we had sex.
Vikram: How come!!! What ?
Bharath: It's simple . I lied to her that you were disappointed in sex , used that to brainwash her to get trained for different sex. She did it for two days. I turned off her phone. We were actively in sex.
Vikram: So this is your true face! How dare you had lied, manipulated my wife into sex
Bharath: If not, do you think your wife would bed me? Vikram you need to come to reality i have to do it.. I have to lie about it so that she wont feel like a slut who bedded me for her husband's business prospects..
Vikram suddenly went silent
Bhrath: But that's not the issue here, something is not right now
Vikram: What Happened?
Bharath: I did everything right but I underestimated her love for you.. Yes I tricked her into sex, had even manipulated her to open her in more sex and newness, But I mis stepped by humiliating you — not directly last time when you called she was not sleeping. I was deep throating her and I said in her ears something like we are having sex while your husband is on the phone and laughed. It backfired. She got offended. She got doubts. She fears I used her. She fears you may not know a lot.”
Vikram's breathing grew sharp — chest rising and falling fast.
“You deep throated my wife — while I was on the phone — and laughed about it?”
His voice cracked open — fury spilling out.
“You think I will sit here and accept that? You think I will let you talk about her like that — about what you did to her — and stay calm?”
Swathi typed quickly on her phone — showed him: Breathe. He is confessing. Let him finish. You need the full truth.
Vikram read it — exhaled hard through his nose — but the anger stayed.
“Continue,” he said — voice low — controlled — but shaking underneath.
Bharath:
“Calm down. You did a lot of things to win over Aadharsh. I did the same to Mirnaa for sex. We are even. I am not going to stay in your married life. As per our deal I am done. But I feel bad for her. If she gets to know she was tricked or used — she will lead a life with full trauma. As a husband you should not be okay for that. Calm her down when she phones you. I have already got a separate room for us to give her space. Make her calm again. If I leave your house or circle immediately she will get doubt. Let me come back — stay for a few days — then I will slowly go away from your home as promised.”
Vikram laughed — bitter — short.
“You think I will let you back in my house? After what you just admitted? You think I will help you calm her so you can keep fucking my wife?”
Swathi touched his arm again — firmer this time — shook her head once. Let him talk. Control the conversation.
Vikram breathed deep — forced his voice lower.
“You overstepped. You humiliated me. You humiliated her. And now you want me to protect your access?”
Remember Bharath, if i can throw Aadaharsh, how long it will take for me to do the same to you!
Bharath:
“I know it well. If you want to capitalize on it let me tell you I know my ways to make Mirnaa know your dark sides before you catch me. How is that?”
Vikram's eyes narrowed.
“Threaten me again. See what happens.”
Bharath softer: “Dear Vikram. Let us not break each other's agreements. You got what you wanted. I got what I wanted. We both won. But Aadharsh is still out. People say now he is hidden. For his attack in Noida few other political clients are furious with him so he is on escape. Understand the situation and act.”
Swathi typed again — showed Vikram: He is deflecting. Ask about Mirnaa now.
Vikram read it — leaned forward.
“Where is she right now?”
Bharath:
“In the villa. She has not left. She is angry , but she is still here. I moved to a separate room to give her space. She has not called me yet. The latest is she is guilty and wants to speak to you and confess all.. That is where i need your help now
Vikram:
You want me to cool her and make her have sex with you again?
Bharath: No, I don't want you to push her to depression. If she realized she was played by her own husband and a friend. Think about her turmoil. Just cool down the heat. Make sure you comfort and ease her. Say you are aware of it. You both can navigate through this.
Vikram: Stop complicating it.. I never want any of this.
Bharath:
“Then you decide. But if you explode, if you scold her — if you push her away, she will break. She is fragile right now. She thinks she betrayed you. She thinks you will hate her. If you confirm that — she will never recover. Accept her. Try to pass some confidence in her and Protect her. That is what a husband does.”
Vikram stayed silent for a long moment.
Swathi typed one last message — showed him: He is right about one thing. Do not break her. Not yet.
Vikram read it — exhaled long — and spoke calmer.
“We will talk later.”
The phone cut.
Vikram stared at the blank screen — jaw tight.
Swathi said softly:
“He is buying time. But you are in control now. Stay calm. When Mirna calls — listen. Accept first then. Protect her, but you need to deal with this bharath once the wave gets cleared..”
Vikram nodded slowly.
But inside, the fury still burned.
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