Adultery NISHA:: A Hot Spy -Female Investigator Officer - Secret mission

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Raghu could not sleep well.
He kept thinking about what he had seen on the hidden camera — Nisha with her arms up, her husband kissing her, the sounds she made. He was used to seeing her only as a strict officer. Now he could not stop thinking about her in that private way. He decided one thing clearly in his mind: somehow, he wanted her for himself.
In the morning he woke up, took his medicine, and checked his phone. The bedroom camera showed an empty room. Nisha was already gone.
He went to the living room. Priya was feeding their child.
“Where is Nisha madam?” he asked.
“She went to the office early,” Priya said.
He looked at the time. It was already 9 o’clock.
At the office, Nisha met her higher officer in a closed room.
She told him everything about the island in a clear way: how she faked her death, joined the dancers, got selected, accepted the navel piercing to stay inside, found Vidya and Pratap, fought the men, left Tony and his brother hurt, and escaped by boat.
“Sir, please keep this secret for now,” she said. “If too many people know, the remaining gang will hide or attack first.”
At first her officer was angry.
“You went without permission. You lied about your death. That is against rules.”
Nisha said she had no choice because Vidya was already trapped there.
Then Vidya was brought in. She was weak but able to speak and confirmed Nisha’s story. After hearing Vidya, the officer changed his mind.
“All right. We will keep it secret for now. You will get a medal and official appreciation for saving them. But do not do this kind of mission alone again.”
Nisha agreed and left the room.
Soon the minister also came to know what had happened on the island.
He called Tony from another phone.
Tony was still in pain and full of anger.
“That woman did this to me,” Tony said. “I will not leave her. I will drag her back. The same place where she took Vidya from — I want both of them back there. On my terms.”
The minister listened and then cut the call.
He sat quietly and thought about Nisha.
You will be finished soon.
So three things were happening at the same time:
Nisha believed her secret was safe and her work was rewarded.
Raghu, inside her own house, was holding anger and desire and waiting for a plan.
Tony, on the island, was recovering and planning revenge.
The escape had saved Vidya.
It had not made Nisha safe...


::::::/promotion:::::





The higher officer did not stop at the medal.
“You are also on the promotion list,” he said. “Two months’ advancement. Congrats. You earned it — even if the method was not the one we approve.”
Nisha accepted the words with a short nod. Outside the office Vidya was waiting. She managed a smile when she heard and congratulated her. Nisha thanked her, then noticed the way Vidya stood — careful, uneven, as if every step cost something.
“What happened, Vidya? You are not walking properly.”
Vidya’s face changed. The strength she had held in front of the superior broke. Tears came.
“They hurt me every day,” she said, voice low and rough. “They treated me like I was nothing. My body was not my own in that place. Devices, hands, more than one of them — again and again. I was left so weak I can barely stand straight. I still feel it in my legs and in my head.”
She did not need to list every act. The damage was plain on her.
Nisha pulled her into a firm hug and held her there.
“Don’t carry it alone. Leave that place in the past as much as you can. You are out. You are safe with us now. Take two months’ leave. Rest. Heal. That is an order from a friend, not only from an officer.”
Vidya nodded against her shoulder, still crying, and finally agreed. They said goodbye. Nisha left her in the care of the medical side and the paperwork for leave, and started for home.
At the house, Raghu and Priya were talking in the living room when the door opened.
Both of them stopped at once. The silence was a second too sharp.
Nisha looked from one to the other.
“Hey. Both of you. Something personal?”
Raghu put on the same polite face he had used the day she returned.
“Nothing, madam. We were only discussing about going to our own home. Arrangements. That is all.”
Priya did not add much. She only adjusted the child and kept her eyes down a little longer than usual.
Nisha accepted the answer on the surface. She was tired from the island, from the report, from Vidya’s pain, and from the sudden weight of promotion and secrecy. She did not press.
She did not see the visiting card still tucked away, or the phone that still held a live line into her bedroom, or the agreement Raghu had made to wait for a plan.
She only put her bag down, asked if the child had eaten, and tried to step back into the ordinary life of the house — while the people under her roof held a different conversation behind their quiet faces, and while Tony, far away, was already naming the ground where he wanted her dragged back.....