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Chapter 127 – The One Week Challange - Vikram vs Bharath!
Chennai – Vikram’s Beach House – Evening
The house settled into evening quiet. Mirnaa prepared dinner in the kitchen — simple but thoughtful: rice, rasam, vegetable poriyal,She moved with familiar ease, the clink of steel vessels and the soft hiss of tempering spices filling the space.
Vikram sat in the living room, pretending to read something on his phone, but his eyes kept drifting toward the kitchen doorway.
She finished cooking. Set three plates on the tray. First, she walked to Bharath’s room.
He was sitting on the bed, back against the headboard, bandaged right hand resting awkwardly on a pillow. The cut was deep — stitches fresh from the hospital, hand swollen and useless for now. He looked up when she entered.
“You didn’t have to bring it here.”
Mirnaa smiled softly.
“Your hand is hurt. Sit properly.”
She sat on the edge of the bed. Took a spoonful of rice mixed with rasam. Held it to his mouth.
Bharath opened his mouth. Ate. His eyes stayed on her face.
Vikram appeared in the doorway — quiet, watching. He spoke calmly.
“It’s on the hand, not on the fingers. He can manage a spoon.”
Mirnaa glanced back at Vikram.
“Two-three days he will be fine. Until then, let me help. He doesn’t have anyone.”
Vikram nodded once. No argument. He turned and walked back to the hall.
Mirnaa fed Bharath more spoonfuls.
He sipped slowly.
When she stood to leave, Bharath caught her wrist gently with his good hand.
“Thank you.”
Mirnaa pulled her hand back softly.
“Rest. I will check on you later.”
She left the room.
Bedroom – Night
Mirnaa and Vikram retired to their bedroom. The lamp cast a warm, low glow.
She slipped under the covers in her nightgown.
Vikram joined her — shirtless, shorts. She moved closer immediately. Placed her head on his chest.
Her ear found the steady thump of his heart.
Her finger began to circle his nipple — the old ritual, automatic, comforting.
They lay in silence for a long time.
The waves outside. The fan overhead. Her breathing slow against his skin.
Then she spoke — voice small.
“Vikram… are you jealous?”
He set his hand on her back. Slow circles.
“No.”
She lifted her head. Searched his eyes.
“I don’t believe it. I want to trust your words.
The camera and everything say other ways.
Vikram… are you hiding anything from me?”
Vikram was shocked.
Mirnaa still wanted to believe him. She was trying to side with me after what she saw.
After the dash cam footage. After Bharath’s “heroic” act.
In his mind: Mirnaa, I want to tell you. But this is not the right time. Bharath will steal you. He wants this exactly to happen.
Mirnaa asked again.
“What are you thinking? Tell me. Are you hiding anything?”
Vikram shook his head.
“No. I am not jealous.
I am telling you the truth.
He is not loving you.
He just eyes your body.
He might have asked you to kiss him today in the evening when you guys were at the hospital. Or he tried something in the morning.
Don’t believe him.”
Mirnaa caught his face in her hands.
“Nothing happened like that.
Morning he said good morning.
It was me who just handed him coffee and didn’t speak a word and came back.
Evening he was just blabbering — I mean not blabbering, he was worried about us.
He really wanted to leave but the retired cops are not available so he said he will stay for 7 days.
Actually I asked him to stay until the wound completely heals but he said only 7 days.
Vikram, if this is jealousy, I completely understand.
Don’t ever think like this.
Yes, we had sex, but never once he tried to overpower me in Goa or here.
He waited for me when I blocked him, during that my fight over him disrespecting you by having his penis in my mouth when you phoned me, when he avoided me speaking with you, he understands it quickly rectified his mistake.. After seeing my hesitation and anger, he respectfully stepped aside.
He won’t be harmful, Vikram.
He understand boundaries,
If he needs he will ask my permisssion..
He is not someone who you need to worry on panic.
Since arrival in Chennai, he never once initiated something bad.
He is suffering from his Manya, her void none can fill.
He kind of saw her in me. I could understand that.
Even the sex we had there, it’s all for memories he wanted to have.
His love is true — as a woman I can tell you — but he is not possessive or jealous.
He also understands i dont love him back and i have a marriage life.
Please let this go for me. Just a week.
He saved us and he truly loves me.
That’s why he is coming forward to help you too.”
Vikram finally said:
“Do whatever. But never tell me again he loves you. That’s a lie.”
Mirnaa calmed him.
“Okay. I won’t say. What matters now is I love only you.”
She kissed him — soft, lingering.
Then settled her head back on his chest.
They fell asleep like that — tangled, quiet, holding on.
Next Morning
The Morning was regular, Mirna is showering, he took his mobile and saw the messages, today he is meeting the accountant.. once he meet him, he will get a clarity..
He had already schemed a plan.. its just he is waiting for perfect tool to fall in his hand that would make him get Manya on his side..
After what Bharath did last day , Vikram is determined.. he determined to teach Bharath a lesson and Mirna a lesson she would never expect..
He closed his mobile
Vikram went downstairs. Bharath was already sipping coffee at the table.
Bharath smirked.
“So you are here.”
Vikram smiled.
“Yeah. You won yesterday. But you won’t have a chance. Mirnaa is rock solid. You have to pack your things in 7 days.”
Bharath said:
“Yes, I will. But the night before I leave, I leave her fucked to my full capacity.
You have nice CCTV hidden cameras, right?
With clear mics?
Just watch it.”
Vikram’s fist hardened under the table.
Bharath saw it.
“Open challenge.
One week.
And on the 7th day I’m fucking her and she will beg you permission to spread her legs to me.
I will make it possible.”
Vikram said:
“You won’t.”
Bharath said:
“How are you sure about it?” If my guess is right she would have already asked you to allow me to stay here for week and let this go of the issue.
Vikram said:
“Yes but still what you think wont happen ... Wait and see.”
Bharath said:
“Yeah. Wait and see how I’m gonna fuck her on CCTV. Don’t forget, my brother. One week challenge is on.”
Vikram asked: If there is a challange there is outcome right win and loose right? For me win is stopping you to Mirnaa,
“What if I stop you fucking her.”
What's my prize if i achieved it?
Bharath:
“I will never dare to touch her again. But what if I fucked her…”
Vikram:
“There won’t be an if. You won’t.”
Bharath:
“I will. If I take her, then I’m her husband in the house. I will fuck her everywhere. You need to watch it.”
Vikram smirked.
Bharath said:
“But this has to be a challenge played with fairness. Don’t try to harm me. You know your information will go to Mirnaa.”
Vikram:
“Okay. Fairness. I won’t harm you physically for sure. I trust on Mirnaa. She won’t.”
Bharath laughed. He left to his room as Vikram watched him enter.
Bharath didn’t know one thing. Vikram was already up in the game. It was just he was still positioning every move — carefully buying him time to convey all his deeds to Mirnaa himself. He was also making sure when he opened up to Mirnaa, Bharath wouldn’t be in the house or in his or Mirnaa’s circle of contact.
Vikram vs Bharath 1 week Challange is finally on.
Chennai – Vikram’s Beach House – Evening
The house settled into evening quiet. Mirnaa prepared dinner in the kitchen — simple but thoughtful: rice, rasam, vegetable poriyal,She moved with familiar ease, the clink of steel vessels and the soft hiss of tempering spices filling the space.
Vikram sat in the living room, pretending to read something on his phone, but his eyes kept drifting toward the kitchen doorway.
She finished cooking. Set three plates on the tray. First, she walked to Bharath’s room.
He was sitting on the bed, back against the headboard, bandaged right hand resting awkwardly on a pillow. The cut was deep — stitches fresh from the hospital, hand swollen and useless for now. He looked up when she entered.
“You didn’t have to bring it here.”
Mirnaa smiled softly.
“Your hand is hurt. Sit properly.”
She sat on the edge of the bed. Took a spoonful of rice mixed with rasam. Held it to his mouth.
Bharath opened his mouth. Ate. His eyes stayed on her face.
Vikram appeared in the doorway — quiet, watching. He spoke calmly.
“It’s on the hand, not on the fingers. He can manage a spoon.”
Mirnaa glanced back at Vikram.
“Two-three days he will be fine. Until then, let me help. He doesn’t have anyone.”
Vikram nodded once. No argument. He turned and walked back to the hall.
Mirnaa fed Bharath more spoonfuls.
He sipped slowly.
When she stood to leave, Bharath caught her wrist gently with his good hand.
“Thank you.”
Mirnaa pulled her hand back softly.
“Rest. I will check on you later.”
She left the room.
Bedroom – Night
Mirnaa and Vikram retired to their bedroom. The lamp cast a warm, low glow.
She slipped under the covers in her nightgown.
Vikram joined her — shirtless, shorts. She moved closer immediately. Placed her head on his chest.
Her ear found the steady thump of his heart.
Her finger began to circle his nipple — the old ritual, automatic, comforting.
They lay in silence for a long time.
The waves outside. The fan overhead. Her breathing slow against his skin.
Then she spoke — voice small.
“Vikram… are you jealous?”
He set his hand on her back. Slow circles.
“No.”
She lifted her head. Searched his eyes.
“I don’t believe it. I want to trust your words.
The camera and everything say other ways.
Vikram… are you hiding anything from me?”
Vikram was shocked.
Mirnaa still wanted to believe him. She was trying to side with me after what she saw.
After the dash cam footage. After Bharath’s “heroic” act.
In his mind: Mirnaa, I want to tell you. But this is not the right time. Bharath will steal you. He wants this exactly to happen.
Mirnaa asked again.
“What are you thinking? Tell me. Are you hiding anything?”
Vikram shook his head.
“No. I am not jealous.
I am telling you the truth.
He is not loving you.
He just eyes your body.
He might have asked you to kiss him today in the evening when you guys were at the hospital. Or he tried something in the morning.
Don’t believe him.”
Mirnaa caught his face in her hands.
“Nothing happened like that.
Morning he said good morning.
It was me who just handed him coffee and didn’t speak a word and came back.
Evening he was just blabbering — I mean not blabbering, he was worried about us.
He really wanted to leave but the retired cops are not available so he said he will stay for 7 days.
Actually I asked him to stay until the wound completely heals but he said only 7 days.
Vikram, if this is jealousy, I completely understand.
Don’t ever think like this.
Yes, we had sex, but never once he tried to overpower me in Goa or here.
He waited for me when I blocked him, during that my fight over him disrespecting you by having his penis in my mouth when you phoned me, when he avoided me speaking with you, he understands it quickly rectified his mistake.. After seeing my hesitation and anger, he respectfully stepped aside.
He won’t be harmful, Vikram.
He understand boundaries,
If he needs he will ask my permisssion..
He is not someone who you need to worry on panic.
Since arrival in Chennai, he never once initiated something bad.
He is suffering from his Manya, her void none can fill.
He kind of saw her in me. I could understand that.
Even the sex we had there, it’s all for memories he wanted to have.
His love is true — as a woman I can tell you — but he is not possessive or jealous.
He also understands i dont love him back and i have a marriage life.
Please let this go for me. Just a week.
He saved us and he truly loves me.
That’s why he is coming forward to help you too.”
Vikram finally said:
“Do whatever. But never tell me again he loves you. That’s a lie.”
Mirnaa calmed him.
“Okay. I won’t say. What matters now is I love only you.”
She kissed him — soft, lingering.
Then settled her head back on his chest.
They fell asleep like that — tangled, quiet, holding on.
Next Morning
The Morning was regular, Mirna is showering, he took his mobile and saw the messages, today he is meeting the accountant.. once he meet him, he will get a clarity..
He had already schemed a plan.. its just he is waiting for perfect tool to fall in his hand that would make him get Manya on his side..
After what Bharath did last day , Vikram is determined.. he determined to teach Bharath a lesson and Mirna a lesson she would never expect..
He closed his mobile
Vikram went downstairs. Bharath was already sipping coffee at the table.
Bharath smirked.
“So you are here.”
Vikram smiled.
“Yeah. You won yesterday. But you won’t have a chance. Mirnaa is rock solid. You have to pack your things in 7 days.”
Bharath said:
“Yes, I will. But the night before I leave, I leave her fucked to my full capacity.
You have nice CCTV hidden cameras, right?
With clear mics?
Just watch it.”
Vikram’s fist hardened under the table.
Bharath saw it.
“Open challenge.
One week.
And on the 7th day I’m fucking her and she will beg you permission to spread her legs to me.
I will make it possible.”
Vikram said:
“You won’t.”
Bharath said:
“How are you sure about it?” If my guess is right she would have already asked you to allow me to stay here for week and let this go of the issue.
Vikram said:
“Yes but still what you think wont happen ... Wait and see.”
Bharath said:
“Yeah. Wait and see how I’m gonna fuck her on CCTV. Don’t forget, my brother. One week challenge is on.”
Vikram asked: If there is a challange there is outcome right win and loose right? For me win is stopping you to Mirnaa,
“What if I stop you fucking her.”
What's my prize if i achieved it?
Bharath:
“I will never dare to touch her again. But what if I fucked her…”
Vikram:
“There won’t be an if. You won’t.”
Bharath:
“I will. If I take her, then I’m her husband in the house. I will fuck her everywhere. You need to watch it.”
Vikram smirked.
Bharath said:
“But this has to be a challenge played with fairness. Don’t try to harm me. You know your information will go to Mirnaa.”
Vikram:
“Okay. Fairness. I won’t harm you physically for sure. I trust on Mirnaa. She won’t.”
Bharath laughed. He left to his room as Vikram watched him enter.
Bharath didn’t know one thing. Vikram was already up in the game. It was just he was still positioning every move — carefully buying him time to convey all his deeds to Mirnaa himself. He was also making sure when he opened up to Mirnaa, Bharath wouldn’t be in the house or in his or Mirnaa’s circle of contact.
Vikram vs Bharath 1 week Challange is finally on.
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