17-02-2026, 02:20 PM
Chapter 110 – The Call & THE NIGHT OF CONFESSION
Dubai – Krish and Swathi's Apartment – Post Dinner
Vikram walked into his bedroom after dinner carrying his mobile in his hand. The screen stayed dark but his mind raced. He sat on the bed with his back against the headrest, knees drawn up slightly, staring at Mirnaa's name in the call log. Panic clawed at him. How to start? What words would not break her? What words would not expose the monster he had become? He kept opening and closing the message app, typing, deleting , typing again.
In the kitchen Swathi finished washing the utensils. She had shared a quiet romantic moment with Krish earlier, a soft kiss over the sink, his hand on her waist, a whispered promise for later. But now she sensed Vikram was probably on the phone or about to be. She dried her hands and turned to Krish.
“I will go check on Vikram. Bring him hot water please.”
Krish nodded — no questions. He still knew nothing of the full drama , only that Vikram was stressed about Mirnaa.
Swathi walked down the hallway wearing a simple sleeveless gown, thin cotton — modest but soft against her skin. She knocked lightly on Vikram's door and pushed it open.
Vikram looked up — startled — mobile still clutched in his hand.
Swathi smiled gently and sat on the edge of the bed. She moved closer — sat beside him — close enough that their shoulders almost touched.
“Are you ready?
Should I send a text first? Like are you free now — available for a call?”
Vikram looked at her
genuine — almost pleading.
“Swathi… should I restrict her? Should I tell her not to have sex with him anymore?”
Swathi looked at him steadily and shook her head.
“Do not do it.
Do not say do not have sex.
Do not say it is okay to continue to have sex.
Both are dangerous
Just console her.
Giving her permission is risky.
Denying also If you deny, Bharath may trick her for more?
What if she wants it? So never touch that topic.”
She paused — eyes softening. Looking at his confusions uneasiness
She said
“I am glad I have Krish. Even after so many things he never looks at me this way.
When a husband has sex outside it is acceptable
but when a wife does the same
You look at us as despicable.”
Vikram looked at her — surprised — ashamed.
Swathi continued:
“I do not blame you. That is how male society works and females are taught to think that way.”
She smiled faintly. But Krish is different , want to see him?
“Krish will come to give us hot water. Let me test him — see his reaction.”
She unbuttoned him and removed his shirts.
She made her gown little slip and her bra straps almost away from her elbow
Two minutes later Krish entered carrying a tray with a kettle and two cups.
“Hey bro, water is here.”
Swathi looked up — playful — teasing.
“Krish, I am staying with Vikram tonight. A congratulations night — for your boss.”
She winked
Krish raised an eyebrow — amused — not shocked.
“Vikram, I thought you were a good person, only focused on Mirnaa. But you are eyeing my wife”
Vikram flushed, stammered:
“She is joking — playing — I never intended…”
Swathi laughed lightly and said:
“See our CCTV — he actually drank my milk.”
Vikram:
“Swathi — do not do this.”
She was laughing — eyes sparkling.
Krish shrugged — completely unbothered.
“That is okay, as long as she wants I do not care. Should I take the baby to my room?”
Swathi:
“No — just bring me a condom please.”
Krish:
“Take it yourself you lazy ass.”
Swathi:
“Okay sweetheart — good night.”
Krish:
“Have a great night.”
He looked at Vikram — grinned — and said:
“You bastard — enjoy the night.”
He left, closing the door softly.
Vikram stared at Swathi — stunned.
“What… you guys are like this?”
Swathi laughed — soft — genuine.
“Yes, I said right, we are in an open marriage. But love never fades.”
Vikram was surprised, almost disbelieving, can a man be this unbothered..
Swathi became serious again.
“This will not suit everyone. You and Mirnaa are too emotional. This will not work in your case.”
A message popped up on Vikram's phone.
Call me — from Mirnaa.
Vikram's heart slammed against his ribs.
Swathi touched his arm.
“Breathe. You know what to do. Stay calm. Listen. Accept. Protect.”
Vikram nodded — thumb hovering — then pressed call.
THE NIGHT OF CONFESSION
Vikram sat on the edge of the bed with his phone pressed to his ear. Swathi sat beside him close enough that her shoulder brushed his silent but present. The room was dim with only the bedside lamp on casting soft shadows across the walls. His heart hammered against his ribs. Bharath's confession still burned in his mind but Swathi's words from earlier anchored him.
Stay calm. Listen. Accept. Protect.
The call connected.
“Mirnaa…”
Her voice came through small and trembling.
“Vikram… I need to tell you something.”
She paused with breath shaky as if the words were stuck in her throat.
“Bharath and I… we had sex. Multiple times. I believed you consented if I was okay with that.”
Vikram closed his eyes for a second steadying himself then spoke gently with voice low and warm.
“I know love. Bharath already told me everything.”
Silence stretched heavy and stunned.
Mirnaa whispered:
“You… know? He said?”
Vikram:
“Yes. I know.”
Mirnaa turned to Bharath who sat close beside her and asked him straight.
“What you said Bharath?”
Bharath intervened with a calm voice.
“I said you helped me get over my trauma. We started sex that way. I am at fault and you have nothing to do with it. I have also said we have sex multiple times as Vikram once said to me you are not opened up in sex. So I have convinced you just for training.”
Vikram interrupted gently.
“Mirnaa listen to me.”
Mirnaa:
“Did I do something wrong? I am confused about Vikram…”
Vikram:
“Darling calm down, you need not be in guilt. I pushed you into this. If someone has to be guilty it has to be me I am sorry. And moreover we did it to show gratitude to Bharath for safeguarding us from a lot of troubles.”
Mirnaa froze — stunned — tears spilling instantly.
You are not angry at me
Mirna: I don't know if he has said this, after the last training session when you called me, he had this in my mouth.. I felt humiliated, I could not bear someone bad mouthing you..
“I know everything. Bharath said that we had a quarrel over this. I am not okay with that either. He said it is some cheap thrill or dirty talk, nothing really offending us.
I want to let this go for friendship sake but now he must be aware of respect even if that crosses lines or boundaries.”
“I am on the same page with you on that darling. It is one of my earlier rules do not disrespect my wife.”
Vikram:
“I still think you have some concerns open up to me let me clear it.
Do you feel unsafe?
Do you want me to come over there and pick you up?
Did Bharath troubling you?
I will catch Dubai flight tomorrow.”
Mirna: “No he stays in the next room he gave me space. I am doing fine. He is not troubling.
It is just somewhere I started to believe you have not consented you are kept in the dark and I need to come out open and clean even if you think I am a bad person.”
Vikram: small laugh - “Darling I still and always love you. You are not a bad person. We will figure this out together. I assure you as long as whatever happens with your consent I am okay. When I meet you at home I will not judge you. When I meet you at home I just need you to circle your finger on my chest and tell me all the stories.”
“My love for you will never fade. Assured?”
Mirnaa:
“You are not angry? I really do not get it. I thought you would hate me you would be possessive.”
Vikram:
“No.
If something makes you happy I am happy.
If something makes you sad I am sad.
If something makes you angry I am angry as well.
If his sex satisfied you then I am happy for you.
If you want to break his legs I will do it.
It all depends on what you want. But when I come back let us figure it out let us go through it together. And yes I am possessive but not at cost of your happiness or needs. If someone tries to steal you I will show my true face.”
He laughed softly.
Mirnaa had a mild laugh at the same time tears flooding.
She cried harder with relief flooding through her.
“I love you… I am so sorry…”
Vikram:
“Baby why are you crying it is just sex. Leave it.”
Mirnaa:
“Okay… I love you ummah.”
The phone filled with kiss sounds. Swathi smiled. Bharath too smiled faintly.
Vikram:
“Confusions cleared?”
Mirnaa:
“Yes.”
Vikram:
“I will not leave you with unsafe hands. My happiness lies in your happiness. Do not hesitate to send me a voice or mail if something is odd. And do you want me to break Bharath's legs? I can come and do it.”
Mirnaa:
“No, let us leave it. Maybe he was just talking dirty talk…”
Vikram:
“Rest tonight. We will talk more tomorrow. Okay?”
Mirnaa:
“Okay… thank you… Love you… ummah.”
Ummah echoed.
The call ended.
Mirnaa set the phone down with tears still falling but the guilt for Vikram had lifted. Now the guilt was about Bharath.
The truth was open with no more doubts about him. Vikram knew and accepted. But her words seemed like an accusation on Bharath landed heavily that might have hurt him.
She looked at Bharath sitting quietly waiting.
He spoke softly.
“You okay now right?”
Mirnaa nodded, wiping her eyes.
Then I will retire to my room.
She notices he turns cold, the eyes, his body movement said it so
Mirna knows she hurted him with solid accusations in the name of doubt.
Dubai – Krish and Swathi's Apartment – Post Dinner
Vikram walked into his bedroom after dinner carrying his mobile in his hand. The screen stayed dark but his mind raced. He sat on the bed with his back against the headrest, knees drawn up slightly, staring at Mirnaa's name in the call log. Panic clawed at him. How to start? What words would not break her? What words would not expose the monster he had become? He kept opening and closing the message app, typing, deleting , typing again.
In the kitchen Swathi finished washing the utensils. She had shared a quiet romantic moment with Krish earlier, a soft kiss over the sink, his hand on her waist, a whispered promise for later. But now she sensed Vikram was probably on the phone or about to be. She dried her hands and turned to Krish.
“I will go check on Vikram. Bring him hot water please.”
Krish nodded — no questions. He still knew nothing of the full drama , only that Vikram was stressed about Mirnaa.
Swathi walked down the hallway wearing a simple sleeveless gown, thin cotton — modest but soft against her skin. She knocked lightly on Vikram's door and pushed it open.
Vikram looked up — startled — mobile still clutched in his hand.
Swathi smiled gently and sat on the edge of the bed. She moved closer — sat beside him — close enough that their shoulders almost touched.
“Are you ready?
Should I send a text first? Like are you free now — available for a call?”
Vikram looked at her
genuine — almost pleading.
“Swathi… should I restrict her? Should I tell her not to have sex with him anymore?”
Swathi looked at him steadily and shook her head.
“Do not do it.
Do not say do not have sex.
Do not say it is okay to continue to have sex.
Both are dangerous
Just console her.
Giving her permission is risky.
Denying also If you deny, Bharath may trick her for more?
What if she wants it? So never touch that topic.”
She paused — eyes softening. Looking at his confusions uneasiness
She said
“I am glad I have Krish. Even after so many things he never looks at me this way.
When a husband has sex outside it is acceptable
but when a wife does the same
You look at us as despicable.”
Vikram looked at her — surprised — ashamed.
Swathi continued:
“I do not blame you. That is how male society works and females are taught to think that way.”
She smiled faintly. But Krish is different , want to see him?
“Krish will come to give us hot water. Let me test him — see his reaction.”
She unbuttoned him and removed his shirts.
She made her gown little slip and her bra straps almost away from her elbow
Two minutes later Krish entered carrying a tray with a kettle and two cups.
“Hey bro, water is here.”
Swathi looked up — playful — teasing.
“Krish, I am staying with Vikram tonight. A congratulations night — for your boss.”
She winked
Krish raised an eyebrow — amused — not shocked.
“Vikram, I thought you were a good person, only focused on Mirnaa. But you are eyeing my wife”
Vikram flushed, stammered:
“She is joking — playing — I never intended…”
Swathi laughed lightly and said:
“See our CCTV — he actually drank my milk.”
Vikram:
“Swathi — do not do this.”
She was laughing — eyes sparkling.
Krish shrugged — completely unbothered.
“That is okay, as long as she wants I do not care. Should I take the baby to my room?”
Swathi:
“No — just bring me a condom please.”
Krish:
“Take it yourself you lazy ass.”
Swathi:
“Okay sweetheart — good night.”
Krish:
“Have a great night.”
He looked at Vikram — grinned — and said:
“You bastard — enjoy the night.”
He left, closing the door softly.
Vikram stared at Swathi — stunned.
“What… you guys are like this?”
Swathi laughed — soft — genuine.
“Yes, I said right, we are in an open marriage. But love never fades.”
Vikram was surprised, almost disbelieving, can a man be this unbothered..
Swathi became serious again.
“This will not suit everyone. You and Mirnaa are too emotional. This will not work in your case.”
A message popped up on Vikram's phone.
Call me — from Mirnaa.
Vikram's heart slammed against his ribs.
Swathi touched his arm.
“Breathe. You know what to do. Stay calm. Listen. Accept. Protect.”
Vikram nodded — thumb hovering — then pressed call.
THE NIGHT OF CONFESSION
Vikram sat on the edge of the bed with his phone pressed to his ear. Swathi sat beside him close enough that her shoulder brushed his silent but present. The room was dim with only the bedside lamp on casting soft shadows across the walls. His heart hammered against his ribs. Bharath's confession still burned in his mind but Swathi's words from earlier anchored him.
Stay calm. Listen. Accept. Protect.
The call connected.
“Mirnaa…”
Her voice came through small and trembling.
“Vikram… I need to tell you something.”
She paused with breath shaky as if the words were stuck in her throat.
“Bharath and I… we had sex. Multiple times. I believed you consented if I was okay with that.”
Vikram closed his eyes for a second steadying himself then spoke gently with voice low and warm.
“I know love. Bharath already told me everything.”
Silence stretched heavy and stunned.
Mirnaa whispered:
“You… know? He said?”
Vikram:
“Yes. I know.”
Mirnaa turned to Bharath who sat close beside her and asked him straight.
“What you said Bharath?”
Bharath intervened with a calm voice.
“I said you helped me get over my trauma. We started sex that way. I am at fault and you have nothing to do with it. I have also said we have sex multiple times as Vikram once said to me you are not opened up in sex. So I have convinced you just for training.”
Vikram interrupted gently.
“Mirnaa listen to me.”
Mirnaa:
“Did I do something wrong? I am confused about Vikram…”
Vikram:
“Darling calm down, you need not be in guilt. I pushed you into this. If someone has to be guilty it has to be me I am sorry. And moreover we did it to show gratitude to Bharath for safeguarding us from a lot of troubles.”
Mirnaa froze — stunned — tears spilling instantly.
You are not angry at me
Mirna: I don't know if he has said this, after the last training session when you called me, he had this in my mouth.. I felt humiliated, I could not bear someone bad mouthing you..
“I know everything. Bharath said that we had a quarrel over this. I am not okay with that either. He said it is some cheap thrill or dirty talk, nothing really offending us.
I want to let this go for friendship sake but now he must be aware of respect even if that crosses lines or boundaries.”
“I am on the same page with you on that darling. It is one of my earlier rules do not disrespect my wife.”
Vikram:
“I still think you have some concerns open up to me let me clear it.
Do you feel unsafe?
Do you want me to come over there and pick you up?
Did Bharath troubling you?
I will catch Dubai flight tomorrow.”
Mirna: “No he stays in the next room he gave me space. I am doing fine. He is not troubling.
It is just somewhere I started to believe you have not consented you are kept in the dark and I need to come out open and clean even if you think I am a bad person.”
Vikram: small laugh - “Darling I still and always love you. You are not a bad person. We will figure this out together. I assure you as long as whatever happens with your consent I am okay. When I meet you at home I will not judge you. When I meet you at home I just need you to circle your finger on my chest and tell me all the stories.”
“My love for you will never fade. Assured?”
Mirnaa:
“You are not angry? I really do not get it. I thought you would hate me you would be possessive.”
Vikram:
“No.
If something makes you happy I am happy.
If something makes you sad I am sad.
If something makes you angry I am angry as well.
If his sex satisfied you then I am happy for you.
If you want to break his legs I will do it.
It all depends on what you want. But when I come back let us figure it out let us go through it together. And yes I am possessive but not at cost of your happiness or needs. If someone tries to steal you I will show my true face.”
He laughed softly.
Mirnaa had a mild laugh at the same time tears flooding.
She cried harder with relief flooding through her.
“I love you… I am so sorry…”
Vikram:
“Baby why are you crying it is just sex. Leave it.”
Mirnaa:
“Okay… I love you ummah.”
The phone filled with kiss sounds. Swathi smiled. Bharath too smiled faintly.
Vikram:
“Confusions cleared?”
Mirnaa:
“Yes.”
Vikram:
“I will not leave you with unsafe hands. My happiness lies in your happiness. Do not hesitate to send me a voice or mail if something is odd. And do you want me to break Bharath's legs? I can come and do it.”
Mirnaa:
“No, let us leave it. Maybe he was just talking dirty talk…”
Vikram:
“Rest tonight. We will talk more tomorrow. Okay?”
Mirnaa:
“Okay… thank you… Love you… ummah.”
Ummah echoed.
The call ended.
Mirnaa set the phone down with tears still falling but the guilt for Vikram had lifted. Now the guilt was about Bharath.
The truth was open with no more doubts about him. Vikram knew and accepted. But her words seemed like an accusation on Bharath landed heavily that might have hurt him.
She looked at Bharath sitting quietly waiting.
He spoke softly.
“You okay now right?”
Mirnaa nodded, wiping her eyes.
Then I will retire to my room.
She notices he turns cold, the eyes, his body movement said it so
Mirna knows she hurted him with solid accusations in the name of doubt.
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