17-02-2026, 06:50 PM
Chapter 111 - The Long Game
Goa – Beachfront Villa – Night
Bharath was about to leave the room.
Mirnaa’s voice stopped him — small and cracked.
“I am sorry.”
Bharath turned slowly. His eyes were distant. His voice came low and measured.
“Once trust is broken it cannot be rebuilt.”
He paused letting the silence press down between them.
“Somewhere I made a mistake. I should not have fallen in love”
He looked at her — expression wounded — voice softening just enough to sting.
“I sincerely loved you. And got hurt in return. You never trusted me. You loved Vikram more than loving me. I do not blame you. ”
Mirnaa opened her mouth to speak but no words came. Her chest tightened.
Bharath continued — quieter now.
“No more words. Your issues are sorted out. Just like you — I need some time as well to process.”
I'm glad atleast im not lier in your eyes.. Thankfully Vikram, like a gentleman, spoke what he had to..
She tried to calm him — stepped forward — hand reaching out.
“Bharath wait — please — I did not mean—”
But he had already turned. The door closed softly behind him.
Mirnaa stood frozen — heart sinking.
The silence felt louder than any shout.
She had hurt him.
The man who had laughed with her on the beach, held her when she cried ,told her he loved her — she had accused him, his intentions, his method, she didn't realise she had been slandering him.. Only after Vikram forgave her, she realised it .
She walked back to the bed — the same bed they had shared for days — and lay down. The sheets still carried his scent. Every inch reminded her of their love making.
She blamed herself for overreacting, for doubting Bharath, for turning on the one person who had been kind to her in Goa.
Guilt kept her awake the whole night. She replayed his words — his hurt eyes — his quiet exit. Sleep came only in fragments — restless — heavy with self-blame.
Dubai – Krish and Swathi's Apartment – Same Night
Vikram and Swathi sat in the living room , voices low in the dim light.
Vikram rubbed his face — exhausted.
“What is next?”
Swathi leaned forward — calm — strategic.
“Just stay tight. Wait for the perfect moment.”
Vikram: When was the perfect moment will come, i feel like i need to beat him until his all blood comes out
Swathi: The day when he feels you can do nothing on them.
Let me throw some light… so you will know it
She paused — eyes steady.
“Mirnaa is assured now. Confident her marriage is doing fine. She feels accepted. Loved. That is good. But Bharath is not finished. He will use her guilt. He will make her feel she hurt him deeply. She will apologize tomorrow — seek him out — try to fix it. He will forgive slowly. Pull her closer again.”
Vikram’s jaw tightened.
“So he gets her back.”
Swathi:
“For now, yes. We let him think he is in control. Let him think things are happening his way. Let Mirnaa think you did not make the issue larger. You absolutely have no grudge on him. But in the background we orchestrate events that split them apart. They should never know they got split.”
Vikram:
“How?”
Swathi: Once they came back from Chennai, make move.
“Burden him with work. Fake emergencies. Underworld rumors. Something that pulls him away makes him leave Chennai. Make it look like his own choice. Make it look like Aadharsh or some old enemy is closing in. He will get stuck in his own troubles.
Mirnaa will think he is away for work. She will miss him at first — but slowly she will adjust. She will never doubt at any instance.. She will forget him completely and come back to you fully.”
Because whatever you do now will have an effect, from what they confessed i hear, she buy the drama of Bharath’s love, she thinks Bharath loves him.. That height of stupidity she should not care for it, but she does.. It would turn as a weapon against you… so this is the first way. Isolate him from Mirna, mentally, physically, without even they know it is..
Vikram:
“And then?”
Swathi’s eyes hardened.
“That is the time you unleash his enmity on him. When he is far from Mirnaa. When he feels safe. When he is unaware. We strike quietly. No trace back to you. No trauma for her. Months from now — after he has left your house permanently — after he has faded from her life. That is when the perfect time..”
Vikram nodded slowly — absorbing it.
“Will they continue the affair now?”
Swathi: Mostly, Bharath will definitely make a move..
Vikram looked worried — eyes distant.
Swathi leaned in — kissed his cheek softly.
“Do not worry. I am here. Let us sleep now.”
She stood — playful glint in her eye.
“Shall we make some fucking noises? Let us irritate Krish.”
Vikram gave a tired laugh.
“I am not in your game.”
Swathi rose to leave — heading toward her bed.
Vikram stopped her — voice quiet.
“You are beautiful. Gorgeous. No doubt many eyed you.”
Swathi turned — teasing smile.
“You eye me now?”
Vikram:
“You know I am not in the mood.”
Swathi:
“I know. Good night.”
She left the room.
Vikram sat alone — staring at his phone — mind already turning to the long game ahead.
Goa – Beachfront Villa – Night
Bharath was about to leave the room.
Mirnaa’s voice stopped him — small and cracked.
“I am sorry.”
Bharath turned slowly. His eyes were distant. His voice came low and measured.
“Once trust is broken it cannot be rebuilt.”
He paused letting the silence press down between them.
“Somewhere I made a mistake. I should not have fallen in love”
He looked at her — expression wounded — voice softening just enough to sting.
“I sincerely loved you. And got hurt in return. You never trusted me. You loved Vikram more than loving me. I do not blame you. ”
Mirnaa opened her mouth to speak but no words came. Her chest tightened.
Bharath continued — quieter now.
“No more words. Your issues are sorted out. Just like you — I need some time as well to process.”
I'm glad atleast im not lier in your eyes.. Thankfully Vikram, like a gentleman, spoke what he had to..
She tried to calm him — stepped forward — hand reaching out.
“Bharath wait — please — I did not mean—”
But he had already turned. The door closed softly behind him.
Mirnaa stood frozen — heart sinking.
The silence felt louder than any shout.
She had hurt him.
The man who had laughed with her on the beach, held her when she cried ,told her he loved her — she had accused him, his intentions, his method, she didn't realise she had been slandering him.. Only after Vikram forgave her, she realised it .
She walked back to the bed — the same bed they had shared for days — and lay down. The sheets still carried his scent. Every inch reminded her of their love making.
She blamed herself for overreacting, for doubting Bharath, for turning on the one person who had been kind to her in Goa.
Guilt kept her awake the whole night. She replayed his words — his hurt eyes — his quiet exit. Sleep came only in fragments — restless — heavy with self-blame.
Dubai – Krish and Swathi's Apartment – Same Night
Vikram and Swathi sat in the living room , voices low in the dim light.
Vikram rubbed his face — exhausted.
“What is next?”
Swathi leaned forward — calm — strategic.
“Just stay tight. Wait for the perfect moment.”
Vikram: When was the perfect moment will come, i feel like i need to beat him until his all blood comes out
Swathi: The day when he feels you can do nothing on them.
Let me throw some light… so you will know it
She paused — eyes steady.
“Mirnaa is assured now. Confident her marriage is doing fine. She feels accepted. Loved. That is good. But Bharath is not finished. He will use her guilt. He will make her feel she hurt him deeply. She will apologize tomorrow — seek him out — try to fix it. He will forgive slowly. Pull her closer again.”
Vikram’s jaw tightened.
“So he gets her back.”
Swathi:
“For now, yes. We let him think he is in control. Let him think things are happening his way. Let Mirnaa think you did not make the issue larger. You absolutely have no grudge on him. But in the background we orchestrate events that split them apart. They should never know they got split.”
Vikram:
“How?”
Swathi: Once they came back from Chennai, make move.
“Burden him with work. Fake emergencies. Underworld rumors. Something that pulls him away makes him leave Chennai. Make it look like his own choice. Make it look like Aadharsh or some old enemy is closing in. He will get stuck in his own troubles.
Mirnaa will think he is away for work. She will miss him at first — but slowly she will adjust. She will never doubt at any instance.. She will forget him completely and come back to you fully.”
Because whatever you do now will have an effect, from what they confessed i hear, she buy the drama of Bharath’s love, she thinks Bharath loves him.. That height of stupidity she should not care for it, but she does.. It would turn as a weapon against you… so this is the first way. Isolate him from Mirna, mentally, physically, without even they know it is..
Vikram:
“And then?”
Swathi’s eyes hardened.
“That is the time you unleash his enmity on him. When he is far from Mirnaa. When he feels safe. When he is unaware. We strike quietly. No trace back to you. No trauma for her. Months from now — after he has left your house permanently — after he has faded from her life. That is when the perfect time..”
Vikram nodded slowly — absorbing it.
“Will they continue the affair now?”
Swathi: Mostly, Bharath will definitely make a move..
Vikram looked worried — eyes distant.
Swathi leaned in — kissed his cheek softly.
“Do not worry. I am here. Let us sleep now.”
She stood — playful glint in her eye.
“Shall we make some fucking noises? Let us irritate Krish.”
Vikram gave a tired laugh.
“I am not in your game.”
Swathi rose to leave — heading toward her bed.
Vikram stopped her — voice quiet.
“You are beautiful. Gorgeous. No doubt many eyed you.”
Swathi turned — teasing smile.
“You eye me now?”
Vikram:
“You know I am not in the mood.”
Swathi:
“I know. Good night.”
She left the room.
Vikram sat alone — staring at his phone — mind already turning to the long game ahead.
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