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Chapter 163 – The Plan
The morning sun rays slipped through the half-open curtains of the new flat, painting soft golden stripes across the tangled sheets and the two naked bodies still entwined on the bed.
Mirnaa woke first — again.
She lay still for a moment, Bharath’s arm dbangd possessively across her waist, his steady breathing warm against her neck. Her body felt deliciously sore — thighs aching, lips swollen, skin marked with fresh bruises and bite marks from the night before. She smiled faintly — satisfied, but already shifting gears.
She slipped out from under him — silent, graceful — and padded naked to the kitchenette. The ritual again: two cups of coffee. Black for him. One sugar for her.
The aroma filled the space — grounding her.
She carried the cups back — set them on the nightstand — and climbed back onto the bed, straddling his hips.
Bharath stirred — eyes opening lazily — immediately darkening with hunger at the sight of her above him.
He didn’t speak — just reached for her — hands sliding up her thighs.
Mirnaa caught his wrists — pinned them gently above his head — leaned down until her breasts brushed his chest.
“Good morning,” she whispered — lips grazing his.
He groaned — hips lifting instinctively.
She sank down onto him slow taking him inch by inch — until he was buried deep inside her again. A low moan escaped both of them. Their lips met , soft at first , then deeper , tongues tangling lazily as she began to rock against him.
The sex was slower this time , less ferocious, more intimate. She rode him gently, rolling her hips in languid circles — savoring every slide, every pulse. Bharath’s hands , now free , roamed her back,her breasts , thumbs brushing her nipples until they peaked. She kissed him again — deeper — moaning into his mouth as she ground down harder. Their body in a position.. perfect Missionary.. like a fire slowly catching up..
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20 mins later,
They came together — quietly — bodies shuddering
breaths mingling
a soft, shared release that felt almost tender.
Bharath collapsed back — breathless — staring at the ceiling.
“My days become brighter every time I have sex with you in the morning than at night,” he murmured — half-joking, half-serious.
Mirnaa laughed — low, genuine — head resting on his chest.
Then she lifted her head — eyes serious.
“I guess we should move ahead. I hope you got enough surety from me.”
Bharath smiled — slow, lazy.
“You mean the plan.”
She nodded.
“Yes. The plan. Let me hear you.”
He put his back against the headrest and pulled her into his embrace, his hands pressing her breasts, kissing her lips again and again.
“Continue, Mirnaa.”
“James gave me enough information,” she said. “Now I need more inputs from you. Only with your help I can proceed further.”
Bharath nodded.
“Ask me.”
Mirnaa sat up slightly — still straddling him — eyes sharp.
“Let me ask as a Q&A. Once you’re done answering, I will piece it together and then I will tell my plan.”
He smiled.
“Go ahead.”
1“ Who are the potential enemies for Aadharsh now?”
Bharath: “Obviously right now — Vikram.”
2. “Anyone else?”
Bharath: “No one. He lost the value in market, so no one will bother.”
3. “Is there people who are powerful enough but were cheated by Aadharsh?”
Bharath: “A lot. But he never offended anyone who is in power above him.”
4. Mirnaa smiled — leaned closer.
“He is powerless now, right? Has he offended anyone who was powerful enough now?”
Bharath looked at her — thoughtful.
“There could be plenty… but to be specific, when Vikram and Krish went to Noida for signing a new business, the client is a bigshot who cannot be offended. But he did it. He went into hiding after that… even now he is just fearing him
”5.“What’s his name?”
Bharath: “His name is Shobi. He is one important person. He didn’t concentrate because he is going for a family alliance marriage with a political party.”
Mirnaa rose up
walked to the cupboard
fetched a few documents
handed them to Bharath.
He opened the folder — scanned quickly.
Detailed analysis of Aadharsh’s enemies.
Filtered by common links with Vikram as well as friends.
Shobi was highlighted — circled in red.
Bharath stared — stunned.
“Mirnaa… you are too fast.”
She smiled.
“All thanks to James.”
“So what’s the plan?” Bharath asked — voice low, eager.
Mirnaa sat beside him — voice calm, precise.
“Aadharsh wants you to trap Vikram legally, right?”
Bharath nodded.
“Yes.”
“Go and inform Aadharsh that next week Vikram is taking consignments from Shobi.
And tell Aadharsh you are tipping it to government agencies.”
Bharath’s eyes widened.
“Vikram will be in trouble—”
Mirnaa cut him off — calm.
“Just tell this to Aadharsh. But you leak the information to Shobi’s team and say Aadharsh is trying to revenge them.
Don’t say he is revenging Vikram — say he is revenging Shobi.
Shobi is a gangster, right? Even if Aadharsh is broken — he has loyal people around.
We cannot underestimate him.
Let Shobi’s gang and his gang fight with each other. When Shobi realizes
he will automatically protect Vikram.”
Bharath stared — realization dawning.
“Your original intention was to make Vikram come out of that business, right?”
She nodded.
“Yes. But looking at the scenario… even if he is in for it, he needs protection. Let Vikram decide when he has to come out.”
She looked at him — serious.
“Go and meet Aadharsh today and inform him.”
The same day — Vikram got a clue.
The person in safari suit — the frequent visitor — was James. A detective.
He was about to go find him when his phone rang.
Shobi.
“Prepare for the consignment arriving next week.”
Vikram paused — mind racing.
He decided to put it on hold for a day.
Meanwhile — Bharath reached Aadharsh.
He informed him — voice steady.
“Vikram is taking consignments from Shobi next week.
you need to do the tipping - to government agencies. Use your links to top officials.”
Aadharsh’s eyes gleamed — cold, calculating.
“Good. Let’s being the show.
The morning sun rays slipped through the half-open curtains of the new flat, painting soft golden stripes across the tangled sheets and the two naked bodies still entwined on the bed.
Mirnaa woke first — again.
She lay still for a moment, Bharath’s arm dbangd possessively across her waist, his steady breathing warm against her neck. Her body felt deliciously sore — thighs aching, lips swollen, skin marked with fresh bruises and bite marks from the night before. She smiled faintly — satisfied, but already shifting gears.
She slipped out from under him — silent, graceful — and padded naked to the kitchenette. The ritual again: two cups of coffee. Black for him. One sugar for her.
The aroma filled the space — grounding her.
She carried the cups back — set them on the nightstand — and climbed back onto the bed, straddling his hips.
Bharath stirred — eyes opening lazily — immediately darkening with hunger at the sight of her above him.
He didn’t speak — just reached for her — hands sliding up her thighs.
Mirnaa caught his wrists — pinned them gently above his head — leaned down until her breasts brushed his chest.
“Good morning,” she whispered — lips grazing his.
He groaned — hips lifting instinctively.
She sank down onto him slow taking him inch by inch — until he was buried deep inside her again. A low moan escaped both of them. Their lips met , soft at first , then deeper , tongues tangling lazily as she began to rock against him.
The sex was slower this time , less ferocious, more intimate. She rode him gently, rolling her hips in languid circles — savoring every slide, every pulse. Bharath’s hands , now free , roamed her back,her breasts , thumbs brushing her nipples until they peaked. She kissed him again — deeper — moaning into his mouth as she ground down harder. Their body in a position.. perfect Missionary.. like a fire slowly catching up..
20 mins later,
They came together — quietly — bodies shuddering
breaths mingling
a soft, shared release that felt almost tender.
Bharath collapsed back — breathless — staring at the ceiling.
“My days become brighter every time I have sex with you in the morning than at night,” he murmured — half-joking, half-serious.
Mirnaa laughed — low, genuine — head resting on his chest.
Then she lifted her head — eyes serious.
“I guess we should move ahead. I hope you got enough surety from me.”
Bharath smiled — slow, lazy.
“You mean the plan.”
She nodded.
“Yes. The plan. Let me hear you.”
He put his back against the headrest and pulled her into his embrace, his hands pressing her breasts, kissing her lips again and again.
“Continue, Mirnaa.”
“James gave me enough information,” she said. “Now I need more inputs from you. Only with your help I can proceed further.”
Bharath nodded.
“Ask me.”
Mirnaa sat up slightly — still straddling him — eyes sharp.
“Let me ask as a Q&A. Once you’re done answering, I will piece it together and then I will tell my plan.”
He smiled.
“Go ahead.”
1“ Who are the potential enemies for Aadharsh now?”
Bharath: “Obviously right now — Vikram.”
2. “Anyone else?”
Bharath: “No one. He lost the value in market, so no one will bother.”
3. “Is there people who are powerful enough but were cheated by Aadharsh?”
Bharath: “A lot. But he never offended anyone who is in power above him.”
4. Mirnaa smiled — leaned closer.
“He is powerless now, right? Has he offended anyone who was powerful enough now?”
Bharath looked at her — thoughtful.
“There could be plenty… but to be specific, when Vikram and Krish went to Noida for signing a new business, the client is a bigshot who cannot be offended. But he did it. He went into hiding after that… even now he is just fearing him
”5.“What’s his name?”
Bharath: “His name is Shobi. He is one important person. He didn’t concentrate because he is going for a family alliance marriage with a political party.”
Mirnaa rose up
walked to the cupboard
fetched a few documents
handed them to Bharath.
He opened the folder — scanned quickly.
Detailed analysis of Aadharsh’s enemies.
Filtered by common links with Vikram as well as friends.
Shobi was highlighted — circled in red.
Bharath stared — stunned.
“Mirnaa… you are too fast.”
She smiled.
“All thanks to James.”
“So what’s the plan?” Bharath asked — voice low, eager.
Mirnaa sat beside him — voice calm, precise.
“Aadharsh wants you to trap Vikram legally, right?”
Bharath nodded.
“Yes.”
“Go and inform Aadharsh that next week Vikram is taking consignments from Shobi.
And tell Aadharsh you are tipping it to government agencies.”
Bharath’s eyes widened.
“Vikram will be in trouble—”
Mirnaa cut him off — calm.
“Just tell this to Aadharsh. But you leak the information to Shobi’s team and say Aadharsh is trying to revenge them.
Don’t say he is revenging Vikram — say he is revenging Shobi.
Shobi is a gangster, right? Even if Aadharsh is broken — he has loyal people around.
We cannot underestimate him.
Let Shobi’s gang and his gang fight with each other. When Shobi realizes
he will automatically protect Vikram.”
Bharath stared — realization dawning.
“Your original intention was to make Vikram come out of that business, right?”
She nodded.
“Yes. But looking at the scenario… even if he is in for it, he needs protection. Let Vikram decide when he has to come out.”
She looked at him — serious.
“Go and meet Aadharsh today and inform him.”
The same day — Vikram got a clue.
The person in safari suit — the frequent visitor — was James. A detective.
He was about to go find him when his phone rang.
Shobi.
“Prepare for the consignment arriving next week.”
Vikram paused — mind racing.
He decided to put it on hold for a day.
Meanwhile — Bharath reached Aadharsh.
He informed him — voice steady.
“Vikram is taking consignments from Shobi next week.
you need to do the tipping - to government agencies. Use your links to top officials.”
Aadharsh’s eyes gleamed — cold, calculating.
“Good. Let’s being the show.
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