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Chapter 44 – The Waiting Room Encounter



"I'm Vani. Vani Nitin Prakash."

Nivi returned the smile — polite, friendly
"So what are you doing?" Nivi asked, conversation flowing to ease the lingering tension.

"Just a housewife..." Vani said softly, eyes dropping to her hands for a second.

"But looking for a job."

Nivi's interest sparked immediately — she had been thinking about hiring a reliable subordinate.

The company was growing fast, clients multiplying, deadlines tightening, and with her own distractions lately — especially the start of her real affair with Rohan — she needed someone dependable to keep things running smoothly.
Who should really become an associate soon so that she can reclaim her own time with family, especially Aara…
She was unsure about what was in store for her — whether she would fully embrace the affair or stop it. But she also thought about Rohan’s involvement in the company. Whatever decisions she made, she was caught in the middle — whichever path she chose had the chance of affecting the company. Stopping Rohan might impact the business; encouraging him would eat into her time. Personally, the decision to stop or encourage him would have no major effect on her… but the company? The one she built with her own hands? It had to run irrespective of her personal choices.

It needed a reliable person.

She was just thinking about that on her way to the hospital… but now there was a woman right in front of her.
She thought — if she is an MBA graduate, it will be easy?

"What do you do in academics?"
"I have done MBA..."

Nivi's eyebrows rose — perfect fit.

She reached into her purse and pulled out a visiting card.

Smooth, professional, her company logo crisp.

"I'm running a business. If you're interested in this domain, you can join me. I need someone to look after some works..."
Nivi was unsure why she needed to think of her as reliable. But somewhere a spark had lit in her eyes.

Vani's eyes lit up — genuine surprise and interest.

"Sure, I'm willing..." she said, voice hopeful.

"But my husband doesn't want me to go out now... maybe I will try in future."

She took the card carefully — fingers gentle, as if holding something fragile and precious.
"Okay... thank you."

The nurse came again — "Nivi..."

They exchanged a warm "See you soon" and departed.


Inside the cabin, the air was cool and clinical, the faint scent of antiseptic lingering.

Nivi sat on the examination table, paper crinkling beneath her.

She explained her condition — the soreness deep in her hips, the dull throb in her lower abdomen that had persisted since Bangalore.

Doctor — middle-aged woman, kind eyes behind glasses — examined gentle, professional.
Palpated carefully, asked questions soft.

"It's just nerve impact — nothing to worry. Suppressed by bad posture... maybe twisted during intimate moment."
Nivi flushed — heat rising to cheeks, nodding quickly, eyes on floor.

She knows... or guesses.

Doctor prescribed tablets — small bottle, instructions clear.

"Two days, you'll be fine. Rest, warm compress."

Nivi hesitated — voice small.

"I take pills to avoid pregnancy... maybe side effect?"

Doctor shook head — reassuring.

"No, that has nothing to do.. but avoid pills often. Better cycle. Use condoms."

Smile light, maternal.

"Your husband don't like it?"
Nivi shook head in shame — automatic, face burning deeper.

Then realised — how would doctor know if this is by her husband or someone else?
The assumption stung.
Face burned hotter.

"Okay..."

Doctor smiled  suddenly something striked her she looked at irony before her


She spoke .

"See, you're taking a pill to control. The woman I encountered before — she came to see me as she could not conceive.."

Nivi struck — memory flashing to Vani outside, baby in arms, longing in eyes perhaps.

Smiled light — understanding the irony, the contrast.



Her own choice — control.
Vani's struggle — opposite.

"Okay doctor, bye.."

Left cabin — tablets in hand, mind turning.


Back home.

Vani told Prakash — excited, card in hand, eyes bright.

"Met a woman today — at doctor. You know what she offered me a job. That too a marketing company for big corporations"

Prakash (Nitin Prakash) — distracted, sitting with laptop, mind on business rivalry, step-brothers' old hurt festering.
"No..." voice flat, eyes on screen.

"Let me stay somewhere solid first. You remember right we discussed this long back. Wait for a year i  don't want two of us travel same path.. let me jump, you wait until.."

Vani disappointed — excitement fading, shoulders dropping.
Turned back — slow.

Saw Nithin  didn't even look at the visiting card she placed on the table.

His mind reeling about hurting his step-brothers caused — old betrayal, business sabotage years ago.

To cut short, Nithin had step brothers who cheated them a year back, taking all the assets from him, Vani’s father who married her to Nithin for money threw him away when he realised Nithin has nothing, in fact Vani’s father was a small business man.. Nithin's mother liked Vani when she saw her in a relative marriage function and decided to get her for Nithin as she looked beautiful; she chose Vani even though they were not in their range of wealth. She got married to Nithin exactly 15 months back.. 

She got introduced to the luxurious world.. She was the happiest person.. Nithin though average he looked good, plus the cars, big house, countless amenities, and nithin gave her freedom to go wherever she wanted to party…  She used to rotate 3 cars a week for her drive to shop. During college days, and there is a specific set of friends, who only consider themself as elite, she tried to hang out with them but never found a place… but post marriage, the same group had invited her to their social gatherings.. 

The group still exists even after years of college studies are over.. All suddenly changed 10 months back.. When Nithin’s step brothers his fathers second wifes sons cheated him and took all the wealth..

Nithin’s mother was forced to leave their house, Nithin’s father took her to America for medical treatment. She also played a part in the scheme, she thought it would push nithin to stand on his own feet but things turned more ugly for him and her. Nithin considers this as betrayal and totally cuts ties with his family.. 


Vani, for the sake of marriage, sticks to him, but she also expects the rich lifestyle but what she has to do is to struggle with him. 


Nithin decided to win the game, by earning more than his step brothers, he thought Vani was his step to success. She has no option, other than following her husband, She believed in her strength but Nithin never wanted it. 


Nithin never knows his action is hurting her.. 

Unknown to him, she is determined to climb the ladder soon and lead a super luxurious and rich life; she wants to teach the world a lesson, also Nithin who had been sidelining her worse than the elite friends ever did.


She picked Nivi's card and was scratching her mind — it was joggling between listening to Nithin's words or going to pursue her dream?





At Nivi’s home





Nivi came back home — tablets taken with water.

She was feeling relaxed — realising it's just a nerve ache.

She is just thinking about Rohan — she didn't speak to him today.



Will he feel odd?



Suddenly a promise came into mind — her surrender in Bangalore, that she gave him permission to be an active sexual partner.



She felt shame — but she never had a guilt feeling now.


She decided to have a friendly conversation with Rohan the next day.

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Chapter 45 – The Morning After - The Reassurance


The next morning arrived soft and quiet.

Nivi woke early — before the alarm, before Aara's chatter, before Prem stirred.
She got ready in silence — simple cotton saree, hair tied back, minimal makeup.
She waited for Prem to leave — watched him kiss Aara's forehead, grab his keys, say "See you evening" with a tired smile.
Door clicked shut.
She exhaled — long, steady.
Pulled out her phone.
Messaged Rohan:
Delay 10 mins after Prem leaves. Then let's get started.
Sent.

Heart beat a little faster.
She stepped out exactly 10 minutes later — Prem's car long gone.

Rohan was waiting in the Mercedes — engine idling low, windows tinted.
She slid in — door soft thud.

They drove in silence for the first minute — city waking around them.
Rohan broke it first — voice calm, concerned.
"What was the trouble you were facing yesterday? Why did you took leave?"
Are you feeing unwell, his hand reached her forehead..


Nivi looked out the window — buildings blurring past.
"Nothing..."
Rohan glanced sideways — eyes gentle but firm.
"Nivi... let's be clear. We are not a couple. We are not lovers. We are good friends and become better sexual partners.. We are something like friends with benefits... Don't hide anything from me. Let's be honest with each other."
She turned to him — his profile steady, hands sure on the wheel.
She took a breath.

"I feared some issue... went to the doctor. Nothing worrying. Just a nerve ache due to the impact after sex."
Rohan nodded — no shock, no teasing.

"Let's be careful henceforth — pills, checkups. And don't hide anything from me. Whatever happens, I will take responsibility for you."

That assurance gave her strength and courage — a quiet warmth spreading through her chest.
She looked at him — really looked.

"Thank you."


By the t ime she said thank you the car reached the office.


At office — inside her cabin.
Nivi was confused — she didn't open up to Rohan about what the expectations and boundaries should be in their affair... or whether to stop.
In the car it was just a casual conversation about her absence last day.
Additionally , she wanted to inform him about hiring a subordinate so the business runs smoothly — someone to handle the load.

Suddenly a staff member entered , the woman said, madam a CEO named Aadhil came to meet you yesterday. He waited for a long time and went .. Rohan sir knows it.. I just wanted to inform you..



Who is this? Aadhil? Nivi got surprised. Okay lets ask Rohan

She decided to go inside Rohan's cabin — big CEO room, similar to hers but with more glass, more view.
As she entered, Rohan looked into the files.. As soon as he saw her.. He stood and went near her,, he just passed her with a sly smile and locked the room.


When he came back she almost reached the window — city sprawling below.

He stood behind her, close enough she felt his warmth. He didn't want to tease her sexually but lay a much deeper emotional trap to test.

"What keeps bothering you?" he asked, voice low. "Your face looks pale."
Nivi stared at the road far below — cars like toys, people ants.
"I... I don't know what to do," she whispered.


"Let's stop the drama. This... us... it's too much. I can't keep doing this to Prem."


Rohan didn't move away — his voice stayed calm, steady.
"Stop if that's what you want. But tell me honestly — is it because you feel guilty... or because you're scared of how good that you fear I will try to own you and cause trouble to your marriage?"


She swallowed — eyes stinging.
"Both. I feel like I'm betraying him every time. But when I'm with you... it's like I remember who I used to be. Free. Alive. And I hate that I like it so much."
He placed his hands lightly on her shoulders — not pulling, just resting.
"Then don't stop because of guilt. And I assured many a time, I wont enter into your marriage.. Stop only if it stops feeling right for you. Prem is changing — good. Let him. But you don't have to shrink back to the old version of yourself just to fit his change. You deserve to feel alive too."
She turned her head slightly — his face close.
"But what if it destroys everything?"


Like you said once that you have a fantasy like you want to have sex with me when prem around
Rohan laughs.. No no thats little fantasy no need it has to be real… i just want to feel like im the alpha for you


Nivi asked what Alpha? How do men always shit like these…


Rohan, you will understand it soon.. Anyways to feel like alpha its not necessary i had to do before him.. Like lets do when he is not aware physically or in an atmosphere that make us think we are doing in a place where he is…


Nivi said whatever
"But what if it destroys everything?"



"It won't — as long as we keep it honest between us. No lies, no hiding. We are partners — in business, in this. If you ever want to stop, say it. I'll respect it.


But right now... you're not saying stop because you want to. You're saying it because you think you should."
Nivi's breath hitched — the truth landing heavy.
He stepped closer — arms sliding around her waist from behind, hugging her gently, chest to her back.


"Let's not stop this," he whispered against her ear. "Not yet. Let me show you more... unseen pleasure. Let me remind you who you really are."


His hands slipped under her saree — fingers teasing the skin of her stomach, slow circles inching lower.
Nivi's eyes fluttered — body responding even as mind resisted.
"Rohan..."
"Shhh," he murmured. "Look outside. All those people... they have no idea what's happening right here. And that's okay. This is our world."


His fingers found her entry — gentle pressure over fabric, teasing until wetness soaked through.


She moaned softly — small, involuntary sound escaping.


The people who ride on the road — if they quickly look up at the top of the building — they can witness sexual display of two.


Nivi forgets where she is — head falling back against his shoulder, moans a little louder.


She suddenly realised — turned back sharply.
Saw Rohan lick his fingers — glistening with her leaks.
She felt shy — face burning.
Rohan stopped her — gentle grip on wrist.


"Let's go."


She was unsure where.
20 minutes later the car reached their house — Rohan's penthouse.

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Chapter 46 – The Alpha Show 


Prem sat in his office — video call open, screen glowing with product demo slides.
He was explaining features to the client — voice steady, slides clicking smoothly.

But his mind was full of doubts again.

Nivi's silence yesterday, her anger in the flight, the way she changed seats to sit near Rohan — it all gnawed at him.
What happened to her? Why is she pulling away?
He wanted to reach her — speak, clear the air.

But fear stopped him.
What if she thinks it's odd? What if she gets irritated?

Somewhere in his mind he wanted to check on Nivi again — just see her, make sure everything was fine.
He searched for a reason — something natural to visit her office.

Suddenly he remembered — the plot they purchased for construction.

Back in Chapter 28, with guidance of Rohan, he had bought that land — a promise of a new home, a fresh start. The engineer had sent initial plans months back, but due to full pressure on projects, he hadn't had time to approve them.

He immediately called the engineer.

"Send me some luxurious, nice plans for the house. I will get my wife's approval today."

Engineer: "Sure sir, I'll send in an hour."

Prem jumped in joy — he had a reason.

He could reach her, spy a little — see if all was good, be assured.

If everything looked normal, he could relax.

At Rohan's penthouse — they reached.

Nivi surprised — looked around the familiar entrance.

"You said you take me somewhere... but here is our house."

Rohan corrected gently — eyes glinting with something deeper.

"Not our house. We are going to your bedroom... your husband's room."
He paused — voice low, intimate.
"Invite me to your bedroom."

Nivi didn't realise — he was unveiling the starting stage of his cuckold fantasy.
She hesitated — then nodded, voice soft.

"Come."


As they entered — Prem's bedroom, their marital bed, photos of family on the wall, Aara's toys in the corner.
Rohan undressed himself — slow, deliberate.
Nude.

When she turned around — she saw naked Rohan.
He came closer — slowly, deliberately.

Instead of undressing her immediately, he asked her to stay calm.
"Observe. Enjoy every inch. Every pleasure."

He stood before her — fully bare, body sculpted, hardness proud and thick.

"All we did earlier was fast sex," he said softly. "We need to enjoy slowly. Really feel it."

He took her hand — guided it to his penis.
"Hold it. Enjoy it."

Nivi's fingers wrapped around — warm, heavy, pulsing.
He began a lesson — voice low, intimate.

"Feel the veins... the way it throbs when you squeeze gently. See how the head glistens? That's for you."
He moved her hand — slow strokes, up and down, thumb circling tip.

"Embrace it. This is yours when we're together. No shame. No rush."
Nivi's breath quickened — eyes locked on his length, then up to his face.

"It's so... warm," she whispered, almost to herself.

Rohan smiled — "That's because it's alive for you. Feel how it jumps when you touch the underside... right there."
She did — fingers tracing the sensitive ridge.

He groaned softly — "Yes... just like that."
Nivi looked up — shy but curious.
"Why are you teaching me this?"

"Because I want you to know it. Not fear it. Not rush it. Own it."

He leaned down — kissed her slow, deep.

Then led her hand lower — cupping, exploring.

She felt him grow harder — veins standing out more, skin hot.
He whispered against her lips.
"You feel that? How it swells... that's your power."
Nivi's cheeks flushed — "It's... intimidating."
"And beautiful," he corrected. "Look at it. Really look. This is what makes you moan. This is what fills you. Embrace it."
She did — eyes tracing every detail: the thick base, the slight curve, the glistening tip.
He kissed her neck — slow trail.
Then undressed her — saree falling in folds, blouse unhooked, petticoat sliding down.
Naked together.

He guided her to bed — laid her back gently.
Kissed down her body — slow trail: neck, breasts, stomach, inner thighs.
She moaned — soft, building.

At the same time,  Engineer sent building plan. Prem took print immediately  — started car to Nivi's office.

The 20 mins as he drive.... Nivi was in ecstasy as the smooching and kissing all over her body made her moan in pleasure....

"Fuck me Rohan," she said — voice husky.

Rohan smiled — "What's the emergency for it? Let's take it slow today... I want you to just enjoy my penis."
He stood up — made her sit on bed.

He stepped out on floor — stood with penis facing her face.

He positioned himself — penis head at face level.

He slapped her face lightly with his thick dick — heavy, warm contact.
Circled his penis on her lips — teasing, painting them with pre-cum.
She embraced it with her face — cheeks brushing, lips parting slightly.


At this time, Prem reached her office — found staff saying Rohan and madam left for some work.

Prem called her.
Phone rang.


Nivi's hand was on Rohan's penis — playing with it, stroking slow.

She was shocked to see his call.. Rohan said attend the call.. and put on speaker
she did

Prem: "Where are you Nivi? What are you doing at office time?"
She said — voice shaky — "I have plenty of works to be completed on my hand.."
Nivi visibly saw the change in Rohan pattern.. he was trying to make her fuck.. a sign his mood is turned on when Prem came on phone.. she smiled

He pushed her back on bed.
Her hand left his penis.

Rohan wrote "atmosphere" on his phone and showed her.
She realised what he meant — an alpha's cuckold game show.

He spread her legs.
Pushed his dick slowly inside — inch by inch, stretching, filling.

He moved — slow, deep thrusts, hips rolling, letting her feel every ridge, every vein.
She gasped — "Ohhh..."

Prem asked — "What happened?"

She could not speak properly — Rohan pursued even more.

She said — "Speaking with you I gulped coffee and it's so hot it spilled on me..."

Rohan thrust harder — she said — "I will call later" — cut the phone abruptly.
Prem is disappointed how she cut the call.. he tried again but the phone kept ringing....
5 minutes later Rohan phone rang.. prem again.. he smiled... he said see he doubts us... lets show our value...

Nivi could not hear anything other than the Wet sounds — soft slaps of skin, 

her moans rising.

He whispered — "Feel me... all of me."

"This is what I said — did you feel the kick of cheating? Extra marital pleasure. Let's do it baby — no one suffers but pleasures are ours..."

She said — "Mmmmm..."
She did — body arching, hands clutching sheets.
After long, teasing minutes — they came together.

Another phone ring from Rohan's mobile.


Nivi said — breath still ragged — "Looks like Prem keeps on calling you..."
Rohan glanced at the screen — then at her, eyes dark with mischief.

"Attend it. Tell him something... baby."

Nivi teased back — voice husky, playful — "Okay baby... let me attend it. But don't ask for a second round hearing his voice... I'm exhausted."

Rohan was surprised — Is she in for the cuckold game? Oh no...

His penis stood rock hard again — twitching at the thought.

He said — voice low, thick — "Attend the call, baby... let me fill you and show who owns you."

He came on top of her — inserted his penis again, deeper this time.
She took the phone — attended not looking the caller name...


She said — "Yes my dear husband... why are you keep on calling him?"
Rohan pushed one deep thrust.
She gasped — moan swallowed. She was shocked.. now Prem will definitely know Nivi is fukcing someone.. the moan will tell him.. she was shocked.. panicked..


The voice on the phone — "I'm willing to be your husband..."

but the fellow beside you, Mr. Rohan said  — "You look gorgeous in person." but he keeps hiding you..

The voice was not Prem's. She was relaxed but who he is he...

She shocked — pulled phone away to see the display name.

The name reads: Aadhil.

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Chapter 47 – The Dangerous Game

The phone displayed Aadhil
Nivi instantly cut the call.. she was feeling anxious..

Rohan pulled back slightly — his penis still inside her, bodies slick with sweat, breaths heavy in the quiet room.

He glanced at his phone — screen dark now.
Nivi, still catching her breath, looked at him.
"You didn't see the name?" she asked, voice soft but edged with sudden worry.
Rohan shook his head — casual, almost amused.

(But deep inside he knew he purposely did this. If it was Prem, he wouldn't have made the deliberate move that caused her moan — audible to the person on the other side. He had controlled the volume, the timing. A test.)

"Didn't see. Who was it? Thought it was Prem — he was calling us non-stop."
Nivi exhaled — relief mixing with leftover adrenaline.

"Glad it was Aadhil... but what if it was Prem? This is a dangerous game, Rohan. We need to stop this fantasy."
Rohan eased out slowly — careful, gentle — then lay beside her also making her turn so his penis still inside her, one arm dbangd across her waist.
"Okay," he said softly. "Sorry... I got carried away. If you say stop, we stop. No pressure."

He paused — studied her face, thumb brushing her cheek.

"But tell me honestly — you're scared... or part of you liked it?"

Nivi turned on her side — facing him, eyes searching his.

"I liked it... too much. That's what scares me. If Prem ever hears something like that..."

Rohan brushed hair from her face.

"He won't. Not unless you want him to."
He started growing inside her again — hips shifting for round two.

She stopped him gently — hand on his chest.
"Leave it... I'm not in the mood."

Rohan respected — pulled back.

"Who is Aadhil, really?"
Rohan smiled — small, proud.
"My bestest friend. Closer than blood. And... he will be a new investor in our company."

Nivi panicked — sat up slightly, sheet falling to her waist.
"He knows about us?"

"Not yet," Rohan said calmly. "Maybe now he knows something... but not to bother. Aadhil is safe. He doesn't judge. He... understands."
Nivi stared — processing.

"So he's coming into the company... and he might have heard me moan while you were—"
Rohan laughed softly.

"He probably did. But trust me — that's not a problem. He is my buddy and friend. He already sees you as sister-in-law. He knows a little but not the affair part."

She shook her head — half-laugh, half-disbelief.
"You're impossible."

"Why did you tell about me to your buddy?"
Rohan pulled her close — kissed her forehead.

"Because I consider you a real part of me — friend just like Aadhil. No gender bias. Only thing I can't fuck him... but I can fuck you all day."
She laughed ...

Looking at her ease, he asked...

"Now tell me — what else is on your mind?"
Nivi sighed — voice quieter.
"I need to hire a subordinate for us. The company... it's growing too fast. I can't manage everything alone anymore. Especially with... this."
Rohan nodded — serious now.
Nivi said exactly the reason we're fucking here — company left with no one taking charge when we're... distracted."

Nivi blushed — Rohan didn't deny.

"Yes."

Rohan thought for a second.
"Okay. I will hire someone. A good one."

Nivi looked at him — grateful.
"Okay... thank you."

And she continued.
"But your fantasy is too much..."
Rohan said — voice gentle.

"I'm not yet into fantasy... I have so much in the list to explore sexually with you. In first place, today's my plan was to show a glimpse of how cuckold will be — by taking you on your husband's bed. Second, you didn't seem to explore much... I tried to face-fuck you and train you for blowjob... but sudden call from Prem changed all."

She looked at him — then said.

"Okay... he already seems to have gone to office. Let's disperse here and get back to office. Let's meet back in evening..."

Rohan said i cant.. you need to blow me tomorrow. only if you agree i will come else i will stay nude until prem arrives.

Nivi blow?

Rohan.. you need to suck my penis baby.. blowjob...

Nivi knows he was joking he said i will try or find a way to do tomorrow.. They dispersed laughing..


Evening arrived.

Prem came home — plans rolled under his arm.

Showed them to Nivi — spread on dining table.

"Look... the engineer sent these today. Luxurious, like we talked about. Tell me what you think."
Nivi scanned — beautiful villas, open layouts, garden views.
She smiled — small, tired.

"I'll confirm tomorrow. Too much to decide tonight."
Prem nodded — hopeful.

"Okay. Tomorrow."


Next day in office.

Rohan called her into his cabin — door locked behind her.
He pulled up a file on his screen — architectural renderings.

"Here," he said. "A new plan for the house."
Nivi leaned in — eyes widening.

"How did you know Prem sent me plans? I didn't even tell you yet."
Rohan smiled.

"The engineer informed me. Did you forget I was the one who suggested him?"
Nivi said — "Yes..."

It was stunning — modern, open, plenty of rooms, pool sides, pools in both bottom and roof.
What Nivi failed to see were the hidden touches: secret passages, blind spots, concealed doors leading to the master bedroom.
She was impressed with the plan.

"Thanks for being very thoughtful... helping us, me and Prem."
Rohan turned to her — eyes dark.

"Don't thank me yet."

He stepped closer.

"I'm making this plan for the house... so I can have many blind spots. Secret places. Hidden doors to your bed... where I can have sex with you."

He showed those places — finger tracing lines on screen.

Nivi's breath caught.
She was scared and thrilled.

"You are something else," she hit on his hand playfully and said, "Nevertheless plan is good. Let me give it to Prem."

Rohan said — "No... I will ask the engineer to send it directly to Prem and say new designs and lesser cost... meanwhile you tell Prem nothing works... so Prem will send new designs which engineer will send... then you approve. Prem should not know the plan is ours..."

Nivi shook her head like a puppet — half-amused, half-shocked.

He kissed her — deep, claiming. 

The plans lay open on the table — a blueprint for their future.
When she went back to her cabin, Rohan texted Aadhil.

"Man your plan is awesome... the plan is going well. Do not spoil it."

Aadhil responded: "Yes chief on your command... I don't want another hilltop incident to occur."

Rohan face turned pale — he was disturbed for a moment when Aadhil said this.

But he texted back.

"Until last, our motive should not be heard by her... she needs to grow herself to the way we want."
Aadhil texted back: "I will maintain distance until the time comes..."

Both men smiled.

Nivi unaware of what these two men have in store for her...

Sending Prem a text: "No designs were good. Ask for more modern and futuristic..."

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Chapter 48 – The Blueprint of Secrets


Prem sat at home that evening — plans spread out, Nivi's text still fresh on his phone.
No designs were good. Ask for more modern and futuristic...

He sighed — disappointed but determined.
Called the engineer immediately.

"The ones you sent — my wife didn't like. Send new plans. More modern, futuristic."

Engineer: "Sure sir. I'll get on it right away."

Prem paced — She'll love the next ones. This house is our fresh start.

Rohan, meanwhile — in his penthouse — got the update from the engineer (his plant).
Smiled — everything on track.

Next day — new plans engineered by Rohan arrived in Prem's inbox.
Luxurious, modern — pools, open layouts, high-tech features.
He showed Nivi that night — excited.

"Look... engineer sent these. Better than last. What do you think?"
Nivi scanned — pretended to study carefully, per Rohan script.
Eyes lit up — "These are perfect. Modern, futuristic. I like them."

Prem was happy — beamed wide.

"Really? Great! Let's approve."
He fixed the date for official beginning — pooja and construction start exactly 3 days from approval. The 3 days were hectic as all the missed out works has to be carried by Rohan and Nivi together. 


The pooja day arrived bright and humid.


Prem had finalized the date exactly three days after Nivi "approved" the plans — the ones Rohan had quietly engineered through the architect.

The plot was cleared, temporary shamiana set up, pandit chanting mantras, incense smoke curling.

Workers in the background unloading materials.

Family, a few close friends, and site staff gathered.

Prem stood proud — chest puffed, explaining to relatives how this house would be their dream home.

Nivi beside him — saree elegant, smile practiced, but eyes distant.

Rohan was there too — invited as "family friend and business partner" — standing slightly apart, watching with calm satisfaction.

The pandit finished the main rituals — coconut broken, aarti waved.

Engineer approached Prem — clipboard in hand, voice loud over the noise of hammers and trucks.

"Sir, we can start foundation work today itself. But let me explain the layout one more time..."

He began pointing — "Here the main entrance, 20-foot foyer... east-facing pooja room as you wanted... master bedroom on first floor with attached bath and walk-in wardrobe..."

Prem nodded — listening intently.

Nivi stood beside — half-listening, half-drifting.

Then her phone rang — sharp ringtone cutting through.

Rohan — quick glance at his own phone (he had dialed her).

Nivi answered — pretended client talk.

"Loud here... sorry."

Excused to Prem — "Client call. Important."

Prem: "Go. I'll manage."

She stepped away — walked toward the parked Mercedes, away from noise.

Rohan followed moments later — casual, "Need to check something in car."

They slipped inside — doors locked, AC on, windows tinted.

Nivi hung up — fake call ended.

"Why did you fake a call and ask me to come to the car?"

Rohan leaned close — voice low.

"This building is not just a dream... it's going to be our secret place for many adventures. It should witness our love from the start."

Nivi asked — "What does that mean?"

Rohan unzipped slowly — took out his cock — already hardening.

She joked — voice teasing, but eyes wide.

"Why are you in the mood now?"

He looked toward the steel sheets — Prem visible through gaps, talking to engineer, back turned.

"Your husband is working hard for his wife to bed me in the place which he builds. This new-found love... don't I get an erection?"

Nivi felt mixed — thrilled, guilty, pulse quickening.

She understood — but whispered.

"It's not okay... when he works his ass off for me, I shouldn't at least humiliate him and make him this way. I'll have a relationship with you... no need to take it so harsh."

Rohan stepped closer — cock brushing her hand.

"It's fun and fantasy... it's a thrill. Imagine you getting something new every time from me?"
Nivi — "What's the new?"

Rohan —I will let you know but this is something a starter for it (Rohan points at his penis) "Trust me. Just kiss it."

She looked around — steel sheets covering, no one can see the car.
But they can see anyone coming out — clear view of site.

Safe.

She leaned down — soft kiss on the tip.
Warm, salty.

Rohan groaned quietly.
"Now... take the tip in your mouth."

She hesitated one second — then did.

Warm, thick, filling her mouth.

Rohan pushed gently — deeper.

Face-fuck slow at first — hand in her hair, guiding rhythm.

Car shakes — subtle, from his hips rocking, suspension giving slightly.

Nivi gagged softly — adjusted, took more.

Nivi's heart raced during the facefuck — a storm of mixed emotions swirling inside her.


Thrill surged first — the forbidden rush of doing this here, in the car, with Prem just yards away, oblivious behind those steel sheets.

This is insane... he's right there, building our home, and I'm...

Guilt crashed next — sharp, stabbing.

He's working so hard for us... for me... and I'm betraying him like this? Humiliating him without him knowing?

But pleasure drowned it — Rohan's thickness filling her mouth, the way he guided her head, gentle yet commanding, the salty taste, the heat pulsing on her tongue.

It feels good... too good... why does it have to feel this way?

Shame flickered — I'm a wife, a mother... not this.

Yet empowerment rose — But it's my choice... my pleasure... for once.

The emotions collided — thrill, guilt, pleasure, shame — making her eyes water more than the gag, her body tense and relaxed at once.

She swallowed — eyes watering, throat burning.


Car shakes more — final thrusts, then still.

He held her head — gentle but firm.

She pulled back after he came — breathless, wiping her lips, throat burning from the hot pulses she swallowed.

"I tried with Prem but this is good... it's long too..."

Rohan zipped up — smiled, eyes dark with satisfaction.

"The position and place is odd... maybe we should try tomorrow at our home."

Nivi — still catching breath — "You can't stop it? I need a reasonable gap between each session...give me a break dont push me into every day affair.."

"And what's that more something new?"

Rohan leaned close — voice low, teasing.

"Fun and fantasy.... There are lot fantasy and kink elements I want to try with you. You will enjoy it."

"Just tell me what it is," Nivi said, curiosity piqued.

He shook his head — mysterious.

"Tomorrow... after our sex in your husband bedroom."

She paused — then nodded.

"Okay. But atleast after tomorrow push next session atleast a week gap"



Rohan helped her adjust her saree — fingers gentle, smoothing pleats, fixing pallu, wiping a stray drop from her chin with his thumb.

He kissed her — slow, deep, tasting himself on her lips.

"You look perfect again."

They stepped out — casual, returned to site.

Meanwhile — Prem inside the construction net — still getting explained by engineer.

Engineer kept on saying random things — "Sir, the foundation depth is 5 feet... we need to check soil again... let me show the reinforcement detail..."

Prem got doubt — Why it takes a long time for Rohan and Nivi to come back?

He said — "Stop... let me check something."

Engineer blocked — "This is important, sir. Listen this first..."

Prem ignored him — moved out, brushing past.

Luckily — they came out at the same time.

It was the moment Prem noticed something odd.

Nivi was adjusting her saree — not too obvious, but a slight strain, pleats not perfect, pallu slightly askew, lips a little swollen, a faint flush on her cheeks.

His monstrous doubt came back — sharp, twisting.

Why does she look... disheveled? What took so long?

Engineer continued to hold him — "Sir, one more thing about the plinth beam..."

Even outside — the heavy doubt crept in.

Prem wanted to distrust once — something looked totally odd here.

But he pushed it down — forced a smile.

May be I'm overthinking. She's just stressed from the call or something im overlooking.

He walked back — uneasy, but determined... No i should watch them close....

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Chapter 49 – The Mole and the Lesson


Prem sat in his office the next day — sun streaming through the window, casting long shadows on his desk.

The ceremony's unease lingered — Nivi's flushed cheeks, the way she adjusted her saree, Rohan's casual return.
It nagged at him.

He got doubt again — Why did they take so long? What was that look on her face?
He wanted to test himself — prove his doubts wrong.

But fear of getting caught spying stopped him.

He thought of installing CCTV camera in Nivi's office place — but that's a place of Rohan as well. Offending won't be good.

Hours passed but the thoughts kept lingering... he was on video call with a client he was physically present but his  mind somewhere else.

Client deviated to different topics.. client thought prem is listening and been telling his success secrets.. all prem did was mmm mmm replies..

that is when an unexpected words pulled back prem...


The client, an old associate, leaned back in his chair on the video call.

"You know, Prem, I don't trust my staffs fully these days. So I made a mole — a friend of mine to work as subordinate, a worker in my own company. Through him I collect all details... my friend Prakash is good at it."

The words hit Prem like a spark.

Suddenly this reminded him of Nitin Prakash — the guy Prem met at the bus when his car breakdown, Nitin though working he was looking for better jobs.. maybe..., the one who helped with the tire, shared a laugh, exchanged numbers.

Friendly, reliable — and now, perhaps, perfect for what Prem needed.

His doubts from the pooja — Nivi's flushed face, the way she adjusted her saree, Rohan's casual return — had festered overnight.
Something's off. I need to know.

He decided to call him.

Searched contacts — found the number.

The ring went up — tone echoing in his ear, heart pounding with a mix of hope and dread.



Cut to Rohan's house — the penthouse, in Prem's bedroom.



Nivi was crazily moaning to every thrust of Rohan.

They had not gone to office — came back early for sex, skipping lunch meetings, the door locked behind them.

The room — dim, curtains drawn against the afternoon sun, bed sheets rumpled and damp, air thick with their scents of sweat and desire.

Rohan above her — hips snapping, deep, rhythmic, skin slapping against skin in a wet, echoing rhythm.

Nivi's legs wrapped around him — nails digging into his back, head thrown back on the pillow, eyes half-closed in ecstasy.
"Oh god... Rohan... harder..."

He obliged — thrust deeper, grinding, hitting that spot that made her arch off the bed, breasts pressing against his chest.

The bed creaked — rhythmic, dramatic, like a scene from a forbidden film, wood groaning under their weight.

Sweat glistened on their bodies — her fair skin flushed pink, his darker tone contrasting, muscles flexing with each powerful movement.
She felt him — thick, filling, stretching her completely.
This is what I crave... but shouldn't...

They both came together — her walls clenching, milking him in waves, his release hot and deep inside her.

She cried out — loud, unrestrained, voice breaking.


He groaned — collapsing on her, weight comforting, breath hot on her neck.

Now she rest on him — bodies entangled, hearts pounding in sync.
She said — voice breathless — "It's enough... only next week."

He laughed he look at her... sweating together still in embrace...

he decided to throw a bait now  he decided to speak 


He chuckled — soft, low.


"If you are tired by this, how will you open to different ideas?"

She said — propping up on elbow, looking down at him.

"I'm having with someone other than my husband itself is new... I don't know what you are suggesting..."
He asked — voice curious, teasing.

"What all positions do you know in sex?"

She was hesitant. she said why are you asking all these

Rohan stressed just tell me.. i will say what i is

Nivi said — shy, but honest.

"penetration, then some oral, and some people have in ass..."

He said — "Better my job is easier. So you are aware of all these... Now what you does with me or prem..."

"Okay.... penetration in my vagina... never did in ass... oral maybe blowjob for you and Prem... 

but you got better. I just didn't do him fully as I felt shivering..."


Rohan said — "That is where I'm. Deep inside you may have wishes but you fear about judgement... so you might miss asking him. you thin subconsciously if prem will find it odd or offended that you know better sex better demand or he will think bad about you...but in reality its just your wish like every men have.. womens face these.. .. maybe you might have more appetite than me..."

She said — "Mm maybe..."

But see you didnt mention any of these..

Rohan slowly said... 

"You didn't know that there is 69, cowgirl.. Standing ..... Butterfly .Pretzel ."

He listed — voice like a teacher, dramatic, cinematic, as if unveiling a secret world.

She asked — what it is?

He explained all — slow, detailed, painting pictures with words, his hand tracing invisible lines on her skin.
"Standing — me lifting you, thrusting deep while you wrap legs around."

"Butterfly — you on edge of bed, legs up, me standing, controlling angle."
"Pretzel — twisted bodies, deep penetration, intimate eye contact."
"Reverse Cowgirl — you on top, back to me, riding while I watch."
"Doggy Style — you on knees, me behind, animalistic, hard."

For 69: "Mouths on each other... simultaneous pleasure, tasting while being tasted."
Cowgirl: "You on top, controlling rhythm, my hands on your breasts."


She felt shy — "You want me to do all with you?"

She didn't look at him her hand was circling on his hairy chest.... she was shy and hesitatnt but her tone was curious.

He said — "Yes we do... if you are still feeling shy for it, the world is going even more faster..."

She asked with curiosity — "What is that?"


He said — "There is something called threesome, swapping... double penetration..."

And he explained all those — voice low, dramatic, cinematic.

Threesome: "Two men, one woman... or variations. Pleasure from all sides, filled completely."
Swapping: "Partners exchange... new bodies, new thrills."
Double penetration: "One in front, one in back... ultimate fullness, waves of ecstasy you can't imagine."

Nivi said — "No no no" — she raised from the bed, sheet slipping, body exposed.
He pulled her back — gentle, calming.

"Don't panic. These are just things there in sex world. Whatever you can buy I will do with you. No compulsion."
She went silent — mind reeling.

Then she started — "If you are suggesting me so... have you done all with your wife or someone..."

She was expecting an honest answer from him.

He said — "I know you won't judge me... I never got anything better from my wife but I did it with a friend before marriage... not all in positions yes... in next level except swap..."

She was amazed — threesome and double penetration...
He said — "Yes...."

Nivi never knows it's something deeper she is getting into.

But here she asked that Rohan didn't expect ...

So if you have done threesome or double penetration it could be two men right..? who was the other...?? how did you allow it? don't you feel odd or strange... is  the one stranger or friend?

Rohan got alarmed that detail is not necessary here.. he looked like unwantedly get into trap potentially laid for Nivi and he unexpectedly got into

[heygiwriter]

Hello author just a genral suggestion as per your last update I feel that the story is heading somewhere in threesome thing/ direction and I strongly feel that moving in tha path will definitely divert the story into different world and that will dilute the magical creativity of the story l. Why I am saying this because somewhere or the around I feel that the threesome activity would bring

1. out the slut nature of Nivi or try to alter Nivi character from cheating house wife to a slut wife which will again contradict the Nivi's character and we shouldn't forget that we have 3 main characters that plays a vital role in this story (all other characters plays a supplementary role as when required) the bull, the prize and the lame goat.
2. The story is about a husband doubt so let's keep him in doubt without inviting further sex partner in this story.
3. Threesome or induction of more than one sex partner will make a porn story so in my POV the author should stick with one to one alpha female cuckold story.

All this suggestions are from my POV author has the right authority to steer the story in right course

I understand... Nivi already thinking its okay to go with Rohan for just bodily needs. she just need something else see could not see to ground her .. may be she goes to extreme like stuff and come back to prem.. :) but just read it as a story lets see where rohan takes her :) and mystery around

[heygiwriter]

The story pitch is top notch every update was excellent every detail of the story plot has been to hot

One of the best I read in resent time

Thanks a lot

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 50 – The Destiny Card & Cuckolding through phone



Prem paced his office — the ceremony's unease still fresh, Nivi's odd flush, the way she adjusted her saree.
Doubt gnawed deeper.

Something's wrong. I need to know.

He pulled out his phone — dialed Nivi. His purpose is to convince Nivi to take up a subordinate who will do a double job of him and a worker for Nivi..

The ring went up — waiting, heart tight.


This was the exact time Nivi asked Rohan… Who was the other one?
And the ring came….. In Nivi’s phone


He saw the screen and he said.. Prem calling? 
The moment was enough for Rohan to avoid an answer.


It's unusual ever since the ceremony.. Prem has been frequently calling, did he doubt us?
He saw NIvi eyes getting scared.. 

He immediately said — voice low, urgent — "Looks like he is doubting you. Stay here, tell him you have a headache... I will go back somewhere and pretend I'm outside."

Nivi nodded — anxious, but trusting.

Rohan slipped out of the bedroom — quick, silent.

Nivi answered — voice weak, faking fatigue.
"Hello?"
Prem: "Nivi... where are you? You are free now?"
She responded — "I'm in house.and and im. sleeping. Headache..." //she doesn't want to completely lie as it might expose her lie.. He may be at her office?..

Her face had all semen traces — sticky, drying, her body drenched in sweat, sheets tangled around her naked form.

She was wiping it as soon as the his voice is heared.. She panicked yet decided to stay cool….
She asked — "What's the matter?"

He said — "My friend looking for a position in marketing... i heard you telling during dinner too much burden at the office and you are looking out for a better person, may i recommend one?"

Nivi who doesn't want Prem to sense anything she said yes.. But she felt a uncomfortable when Prem tries to send someone at her place… still

She said — "Yes..." again

But her mind wants someone else — not Prem's suggested person. Its practically impossible for her to mold a person who she wanted when it was suggested by Prem.. she knows by default they will be sincere only to prem.

The someone has to be protect her secret, be a friend.. She even doesn't want to share her affair details with him or her who took that position. But trust her and protect her absences records…



Outside bedroom Rohan wanted to ensure if Prem calls was due to doubt or something… he texted his mole at Prems office.

The reply came instant: He's in his cabin.
Speaking to someone… 


Rohan knows its Nivi.. So he wont make it anytime soon … okay thank you prem you diverted a topic that i have no obligation to share a detail… of who was the other..


Now a strange thing hit him… the scene before him wanted something else.. Her husband on phone! She is naked inside… I'm naked here.. how about a shadow cuckold?  Let's take a small step lesson for her to completely own her.. This will train her to get ready for bigger picture.. In Rohan's vision.. He wanted to take her near his husband… This setup is perfect …let him become a cuckold without knowing he is being made one..…


He texted his mole.. Text me…. when he starts from the office…


Rohan went in nude again in bedroom. Nivi was shocked.. She raised her hand like what? Why have you not left?


Rohan showed the message of his mole to her.. 
Nivi made a look like you are that smart?!!! Her lip posed a smile.. 


Rohan pushed her gently but firmly onto the bed — her back hitting the rumpled sheets with a soft thud, her body still warm and sensitive from their earlier rounds.

She looked up at him, eyes wide with a mix of surprise and lingering exhaustion, the phone clutched in her hand, Prem's voice faintly audible from the speaker.

"Rohan, wait—" she whispered, her voice a breathy plea, but he was already moving.

He spread her legs — his hands strong on her thighs, parting them slowly, exposing her to the cool air of the room.

She hesitated — legs tensing slightly, a flicker of resistance in her muscles, but her body betrayed her, hips shifting just enough to invite him closer.

While she was still on the phone with Prem — his voice droning on about his hectic work day, "Nivi, you won't believe how crazy it's been here... clients back-to-back, no break..."

Rohan plucked the phone from her fingers — his touch light but commanding, placing it on the pillow beside her head.

He put it on speaker — the volume low, Prem's words filling the room like a distant radio.

Then, with a wicked smile, he took her in missionary — sliding between her legs, his body hovering over hers, weight supported on his elbows.

His cock — still hard, glistening from before — pressed against her entrance.
He inserted deep — slow at first, inch by inch, stretching her again, the sensation familiar yet electrifying.
Nivi gasped — a sharp intake of breath, her hands clutching his shoulders, nails digging in.

"Rohan... not now... he's still talking..."

But her body arched involuntarily, welcoming him, wetness coating him as he sank fully inside.

Prem's voice continued — oblivious, "The meeting ran overtime... I barely ate lunch... how's your headache?"

Rohan began thrusting — initial slow, deliberate rolls of his hips, each one pulling out almost completely before pushing back in, letting her feel every ridge, every vein.

Nivi's hesitation showed — her body tensing, eyes darting to the phone, a small whimper escaping as she bit her lip.

"No... he'll hear... stop..."

But her legs wrapped around him tighter, heels pressing into his back, urging him on despite her words.

Rohan forced his hand over her mouth — palm firm but gentle, muffling her sounds, his eyes locked on hers, dark with desire.

"Shhh..." he whispered, thrusting deeper, the rhythm building.

Every thrust was recorded in her head.. It was something new for her.. Her husband voice in room while she gets fucked…  — the phone on speaker,  but Prem didn't know, his voice rambling on about work stress.

"And the big client piled on another project... it's hectic, but I'll be home soon... you resting?"
Rohan keep on saying something — casual, as if on the call, 


"Hello? Nivi, you there? Signal bad?"

All while fucking her in missionary, shutting her mouth with his hand.

Nivi's moans muffled against his palm — "Mmmph... aaah..." — her body betraying her, hips rising to meet each thrust.

Initial hesitation faded — her eyes fluttering, pleasure overriding fear, the forbidden thrill of Prem's voice in the background making it more intense.

Rohan released his hand briefly — thrust hard.
She gasped — "Ahhh...—"

He clamped back — smiling.
Prem: "Nivi? You okay? whats that sound."

Rohan muted quickly — thrust furious now, hips snapping, skin slapping louder.
Nivi shouted — "Aaahhhh Rohan stop... he might hear... ahhh...."

Rohan — "He might. That's the kick."


He unmuted — "Hello? Nivi?"
Prem: "  What was that noise?"
Nivi — voice breaking — "Nothing... headache.. its paining worse... . talk later."

Phone cuts in minutes later — Prem worried, but disconnected.

Rohan didn't stop — furiously fucked her, varied thrusts, slow then fast, her moans filling the room now unrestrained.

"Nivi... please make your husband watch us once... just once... will you let us say to him who owns you and your body...."

She came again — screaming, body shaking.
He followed — hot inside her.
Collapsed.
Breathless.

Rohan kissed her forehead — "Good girl."
Nivi stayed — naked, spent, body marked.


She was a little upset that Rohan made her almost prem hear her moans… What if he hears?  She was torn by the absurd move of Rohan in the name of fantasy…

Rohan came to tell something… Nivi said.. Give me some time.. I need to rest..
Rohan left..


When Prem returned that night — he saw her sleeping — curled under a sheet, face flushed, breathing deep.
He didn't disturb her.

She woke up to the noise of him entering… 

She said she was feeling headache hence she cut the call. But in reality she was heavily tiered of 3 back to back fucking session today.. Started from 11 AM to 5 PM..

He kissed her forehead — gentle, loving.
But doubt lingered.



Next day Prem saw Nitin arriving at his office...

He carefully saw him resume.. Prem found his experience as marketer is good but he is a tech guy and the very much full name Nitin Praksah.. That prakash didn't go well with him.. He felt like he is adding one more trouble to Nivi.. years back the prakash in past day almost tried to take her in bed.. The visuals still in his eyes.. He is torn but he has no choice.. He decided to go with Nitin Prakash…

Prem said the work is at my wife's office, not here — a marketing role. 
Nitin was reluctant and said — "I'm already doing marketing…
Prem realised the hesitation… he wanted to hear more

Prem said go on… more than a employer im your friend.. Tell me what troubles you the pay will be good.. What is your issue

Nitin said actually i thought it was a tech job when you called me over the phone.. Even if the pay is good. I am willing to work only in the tech side.


Prem said I understand but I have a different reason for hiring you there. I need a trusthworthy hand.. 


Nitin interjected and said… Marketing is a job fit for my wife but unless I get a job in the tech field I can't allow her to pursue..."

Prem thought — I need someone trustworthy... what if it's Nitin or his wife... someone has to report to me... let's take the bait.


Prem said so you are not taking this marketing role?....
Okay .. maybe your wife can work there?


Nitin said.. You know im not comfortable making her work in her chosen field while im not doing that in a field i want.. It's a selfish thing but this is me.. I would allow her into jobs only when I get what I want. Else in future others around us may take a dig on me.. 

Prem thought for a second.. Now as his company is flourishing taking an extra hand wont be even a micro issue.. He needs the result of a mole.. And if it is a woman it's even easier…

He offered Nitin a role at his company if he can make his wife work at Nivi's place...

Nitin had doubts… he asked why he wanted it so badly to place someone at prems wife's place…

Prem orchestrated a story — "Rohan has been taking numerous funds so I doubt his integrity... so I want one spy.. My wife trusts him too much so I cant get a direct answer…  if she (your wife) works there she has to be honest with me and should not betray me and has to report to me personally... if not , let's just forget the offer."
The hurt from step brothers came before Nitin's eyes...

He said — "Yes. consider this is done.. I will speak to her."
Prem stressed.. Have this as a secret.. Dont leak it out.

Prem took out Nivi’s visiting card and gave it to him and said make your wife call her and get an appointment. Ask her to say my name and go for an interview.. It's a name sake interview she will take her in…
Nitin and prem handshaked understanding…




That night.. Nitin went home and said — "Vani I got placed into a friend's company.. but surprise is it's a buy one get one. I got you a marketing position at a company.."

Vani was not able to be happy — she was disappointed the way Nitin behaved earlier
He didn't even look at the visiting card she earlier bought from Nivi… now he wanted her to work somewhere where he found a jodi offer...

She said in anger — "I'm not ready to work now.. And I need to get a baby soon.."
Nitin got irritated.. he fears if she didn't take this he can't get into Prem's company..
He said — "Take this and join the others.. I don't know what decision I would take.."
He angrily threw the visiting card of the company..

Vani shouted — "I'm not like you and I will see the card.. and tear it"
She went and picked — it is the same card as she got from Nivi..
She was shocked surprised  

Vani, who came to tear the visiting card by herself, was surprised when a small came out of her lips.. She said that magical word….

Is it Destiny?

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 51 – Aadhil and Vani getting into Rohan - Nivi World


Vani sat alone in the small living room — the visiting card still in her hand, the faint smile lingering on her lips.
She was happy — genuinely happy — that she was getting into a place where she initially wished.

Nitin who came back hearing she will tear card — saw her smiling and asked what's her decision.
She said to his surprise — "I will take the offer."

Nitin blinked — stunned.
"Really? You... you will?"
Vani nodded — eyes bright.

Yes. Good Call her and get an appointment now said Nitin 

I'll do it in the morning."

Nitin exhaled — relief washing over him.

"Good. Very good."

He didn't push further — afraid to break the moment.



Next morning —

Rohan and Nivi were discussing the project in Rohan's cabin — door locked, coffee steaming on the table.


A call came — unknown number.
Nivi answered — professional tone.
"Hello?"

Vani's voice — calm, professional.

"Good morning, ma'am. This is Vani Nitin Prakash. I got your number from Mr. Prem. He mentioned you're looking for a subordinate in marketing. I sent my resume last night."

Nivi knows the name — but she was unsure if she was the one who met her in hospital.

She remembered telling her husband "don't allow" — so she assumed it was someone else.
Vani too didn't want to tell the past meet — kept it as a surprise.

Introduced herself professionally.

After professional chat over phone — she sent her resume to mail asked by Nivi.

The mail came instantly — phone cut.

That is when Nivi kept looking at resume.

It was good enough — MBA, good experience, sharp profile.
But she was thinking something else.

Rohan noticed — leaned in.
"What is it?"
Nivi sighed — voice low.

"Prem suggested this candidate. I want someone else so our secrets are protected."

Nivi continued — "Rohan, looks like what you said is true. After that ceremony, seems like Prem has some doubt... he often calls suddenly and now he is getting a new worker for me."

Rohan liked this distrust of Nivi on Prem.

This will gradually lead her completely to him.

So he maintained the same.

Rohan said — "If you feel so then don't budge... reject her."

Nivi said — "I wanted to but her profile is strong... and she will perform well with her resume details... but it's tough when I reject Prem's candidate he will feel doubt."

Rohan then asked — "Is that he or she?"
Nivi said — "Vani. She."

Rohan said — "Then I have a person who I wanted to get on board for our company but he is a playboy. Let us sign him and tie him with new one Vani. He will take care of her... and we will continue to do."

Nivi asked — "Who is that client?"

He smiled and said — "Aadhil, my friend from past... one who heard our bed story."

Nivi recalled about how Aadhil heard their lovemaking over phone last time...
"Oh hee..." she left a laugh.

But she felt little worried — "Is he trustable?"

Rohan asked — "It's been almost weeks, did he cause trouble? No right... he is my trustable person he will soon turn trustable for you too as well... plus I need to warn you he is bitten by your beauty but he won't cross line harmless flirter. Him coming in he can handle Vani for us... reason he will do whatever I ask... so you can trust him... our secret will remain secret... even if it had to go to others it won't go past Vani or Aadhil..."

Nivi said — "Don't underestimate Vani she might be mole of Prem..."

Rohan confidently said — "Even if she is so Aadhil will change her... I bet."
However Nivi reserved her new fear of this new Vani.

She sent a mail to Vani asking her to appear for personal interview tomorrow.


Meanwhile — Rohan leaned back in his chair, the cabin quiet except for the low hum of the AC.

He looked at Nivi — her fingers still lingering on the edge of Vani’s resume, eyes thoughtful.
"It's time to meet Aadhil," he said softly. "Let's do a quick phone call. Better to loop him in now."
Nivi’s stomach did a small flip.

She nodded — hesitant.

"Okay… but… keep it short, yeah?"

Rohan smiled — reassuring.

"Short and sweet. Promise."

He dialed — put it on speaker — placed the phone on the table between them.

The ringtone filled the room — two, three times.
Then — click.

"Hello brother!" — Aadhil’s voice burst through, warm, loud, charged with energy.

Nivi flinched slightly — eyes widening.

Rohan chuckled — "Hey man. Got someone special here with me."
He slid the phone closer to Nivi.

"Aadhil… your sister-in-law is on the line."
A long beat of silence — then Aadhil’s voice dropped, playful but softer.

"Sister-in-law? Ohhh… finally."
Nivi swallowed — her fingers tightening on the armrest.
She managed a small — "Hi… Aadhil."

Aadhil laughed — rich, easy.
"Hi, beautiful. God, your voice is even prettier than I imagined. Rohan, you didn’t warn me she sounds this sweet."

Nivi’s cheeks flushed instantly — she shot Rohan a look.
Rohan raised both hands — innocent.

Aadhil continued — teasing but not cruel.

"Relax, relax… I’m just happy to finally talk to you. Rohan talks about you like you hung the moon. I was starting to think you were a myth."
Nivi laughed despite herself — nervous, breathy.

"I… um… I’m real."

Glad to know you are real... last time i came to see you but you are unavailable... did rohan said about my arrival 

Nivi looked at Rohan and said Yes...

Aadhil — "Good. Very good. Listen, I’m not here to scare you. I’m Rohan’s brother — not by blood, but by everything else. Whatever he trusts, I trust. Whatever he protects, I protect. That includes you now."

Nivi relaxed a fraction — her shoulders dropping slightly.

"Thank you… that means a lot."

Aadhil — "Don’t thank me yet. Thank me after you meet me in person and see I’m not just a voice with a dirty mouth."
Rohan laughed — "Easy, man. She’s already shivering."

Aadhil — "Shivering? Aw, come on, sister-in-law… I’m harmless. Well… mostly harmless. In person I give great hugs. That’s all you’re getting from me — unless Rohan says otherwise."

Nivi knows now he is just playfull..

yet her eyes widened again — but this time she smiled, small and shy.
"I… I think I can handle a hug."

Aadhil — "See? She’s already warming up. I like her."

Rohan — "We’re calling about Vani. The girl Prem’s trying to push into the company."
Aadhil — tone shifting, suddenly serious.

Aadhil listned carefully 

Rohan - Plan is we dont wnt to risk our secrets to be out.. Nivi is in a place where she cant reject her.. so earlier i called you regarding the marketing project for your new venture right.. lets sign today.. you come on board.. once you are on board we will assign Vani t o you.. make sure you handle her.. i dont care even if you need to bed her to take her your side.. but do this for me

Aadhil understood the plan.. he quickly get into action .

Aadhil — "So here’s the plan. I’m sending you formalities today — partnership docs, investment details, all clean. Assign her as my personal portfolio manager. She reports to me directly. I’ll keep her busy, keep her close, keep her loyal… to us."

Rohan nodded — "Perfect."

Aadhil — "And if she’s half as pretty as her voice sounds on the phone… well… let’s just say I’ll enjoy my new assignment."
Nivi laughed — nervous but genuine.

"You’re… a lot."
Aadhil — "I’ve been told that. But I’m loyal. And I’m safe. You have my word — no lines crossed unless you draw them yourself."

A long pause — Nivi looking at Rohan.
Rohan gave her a small nod — He’s good.
Nivi exhaled — voice steadier.

"Okay… I trust you. Both of you."
Aadhil — softer now.

"That’s all I needed to hear. See you soon, sister-in-law. And hey… when we meet… that hug is non-negotiable."

Nivi smiled — small, real.
"I’ll hold you to it."

Rohan — "Alright, enough flirting. We’ll talk tomorrow after the interview."
Aadhil — "Can’t wait. Take care of our girl, Rohan."
Click.

Silence settled.
Nivi looked at Rohan — eyes still wide, but calmer.
"He’s… intense. and in first call he is calling me as her girl.. "

Rohan grinned — "He grows on you."
Nivi — after a beat — "I think… I like him."

Rohan leaned in — kissed her forehead.
"Good. Because he already likes you."

Nivi laughed — soft, relieved.
The fear was still there — but trust was starting to bloom.



The next day arrived.



Rohan said — "I will accompany her in interview."
When Vani comes in — Nivi sat in visitor chair so she could not see Vani face while Rohan sat in CEO chair.

Vani entered — "Excuse me sir..."



Rohan was mindblown — she is a little chick... a chick who is recently married, little younger and has good assets.

His eyes scanned her body immediately — his mind said bastard Aadhil is lucky to taste her first.

As Vani entered she was disappointed to see Rohan.



As she walked in she found a person on visitor chair.



The lost smile in Nivi finally came back seeing the Vani who once she instantly got connected in past...

"You... Vaaanii? Hellooo... welcome my girl!"



Nivi shouted and both almost embraced by a hug.

Rohan could believe what's happening...


But unknown to them Rohan smiled with luck of something he didn't envisioned can be doable with this... unexpected super development.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 52 – The Interview & First Cracks


Nivi stood up from the visitor chair — her face lighting up with genuine surprise and joy.
"Vani? Oh my god, is it really you?"

Vani froze for a second — then her eyes widened in recognition.
"Nivi? From the hospital?"

They both laughed — the sound filling the room with warmth.
Nivi rushed forward — pulling Vani into a tight hug.
"Welcome, my girl! I can't believe it's you."

Rohan watched from the CEO chair — mind blown, but a slow smile spreading across his face.
This... this is unexpected. Super development.
Nivi pulled back — still holding Vani's hands.

"No need for an interview. We've already met. Instant connection back then... and now destiny brought you to me."
Rohan smiled — leaning back.
"Fate has a way, doesn't it?"

Nivi nodded — "It does. You're hired, Vani. When can you start?"
Vani — eyes shining — "As soon as possible."

Rohan stood up — "Let's make it official. Nivi, get the appointment order ready."

Vani felt little uneasy and she was missing something.. nivi realised vani wants to tell something...

Nivi turned to Rohan — "Give us a minute? Girl talk."
Rohan nodded — "Take your time. I'll be outside."

He left the room — but didn't go far.

His mole in Prem's office had already tipped him off — Vani was the spy.
He lingered near the door — eavesdropping via a small crack, phone ready to record if needed.

Inside — Vani's smile faded slightly.

"Nivi... it's okay even if I don't get in. I have to tell you something."
Nivi — curious — "What is it?"

Vani took a deep breath — "Your husband doubts something here... Prem sent me here to spy on Rohan. Before coming here, my husband said this to me... 'It's a deal — you work there, I get a tech job at Prem's company.' I can't cheat a known person like you. I felt bad when I saw you here... that's why I'm telling you."

Nivi realized the game — her face paling.
She was ditched by Prem — again.
"Prem... sent you to spy?"
Vani nodded — eyes down.

"Yes. He told Nitin that Rohan is taking funds suspiciously. He wants reports on him. But... I couldn't do it. Not to you."

Nivi sat down — processing, she knows prem wont doubt abut funds.. its about his doubt on her affair... hurt flashing in her eyes.
Vani continued — venting, voice rising with frustration.

"And Nitin... he's so selfish. He's never happy about my growth. He only let me take this because it got him his tech job. He doesn't care if I succeed — as long as he's ahead. It's always about him."

Nivi — empathetic — "I know that feeling. Prem... he's the same. He hates when I grow independent. He wants control. " She decided to pin this to growth subject so that her affair wont get exposed immediately. 

Vani — "Exactly. They treat us like we're threats if we shine."
Rohan, outside — hearing every word — smiled darkly.

Perfect. Solidarity against the husbands.

He stepped in — casual.
"I know all along."
Vani and Nivi turned — startled.

Rohan — "My mole there informed me after eavesdropping their conversation... you are sent as a mole here. This job is not given to you by Nitin... it was a deal: 'Prem made a deal with Nitin. Nitin allowed you for his tech job... and Nivi faces same heat... Prem hates Nivi growth — he wants control.'"

Vani & Nivi — shocked — "You knew already?"
Vani further asked still knowing all you offered me position here?

Rohan — "Yes. But now... you're with us as you understand us.."

This flips Vani’s loyalty toward Nivi — solidarity against controlling husbands.

Vani still doesn’t know about the affair.
They departed as Nivi gave her the appointment order.


"Start tomorrow, Vani. We're in this together."

Vani hugged her again — "Thank you. I won't let you down."
After Vani left, Nivi turned to Rohan.

"We got a trustworthy one. Maybe Aadhil is not necessary."

Rohan said — "No, don't believe so easily as someone says truth... let Aadhil handle her... let's our thing be secret as usual."
He went ahead — closed door, locked it.

Dropped his pants — cock springing free, already hardening. He said wont you want to punish your husband... think he is around and lets do the magic...

Nivi smiled — slow, mischievous.
"You... always ready."
She knelt down — eyes locked on his, hands on his thighs.

Inch by inch — she took him in her mouth.
Warm, salty, thick.

She sucked slow — tongue swirling the tip, lips tight, taking more.
Rohan groaned — hand in her hair, guiding gently.

She bobbed — deeper, throat relaxing, gagging slightly but pushing through.
Spit dripping, eyes watering, pleasure building.

She cupped his balls — massaging, sucking harder.
Rohan — "Fuck... Nivi..."

She smiled around him — humming, vibrations sending waves.
Inch by inch — she deepthroated, nose to his groin.
He came — hot pulses down her throat.

She swallowed — pulled back, licking lips.
Rohan — breathless — "You're getting better."

Nivi — "Only for you."





Next day —


Vani assigned to Aadhil’s portfolio.

Nivi teached her what o be done inside the office. Almost for a week, she accompanied everywhere business places, allocation of files. allocation of resources.. what to be done in absence.. she literally t agged along with Nivi.. Vani understand the complexity of business.. 

Nivi said report all these as prem asked from where they went to whoom they met and how business happens this will shut his mouth she said.. 

Nivi in between weeks say once a week complains head ache and went to house while Rohan stayed in office.. 

All these were get reported by Vani as Nivi asked ... Prem felt happy about normality.. 

In Nivi's absences.. Vani started with Phone & video calls start with aadhil....

Aadhil begins grooming — detailed on business and his profile but he continued flirty... Nivi already said Vani that Aadhil ils biggest resource but he is always flirty...... 

Thus a road map for vani slow seduction gets pretty easy for aadhil

First call — video, Aadhil in a sleek office, smile charming.

Almost a month gone now.. This was routine... Vani get used to flirt nature of Aadhil but he quickly money and business driven... which made Vani coming back to comfortable..

They neve met in person but that week was a chance... it was Nivi's absence day and Aadhil connected to her asusual..

"Hello, Vani. You have conversed a lot over phone as my new portfolio manager. Let's get to know each other. I believe you have stuffs to grow bigger than you expect to be you have a spark.. trust me.. Shall we meet"
Vani — professional — "Yes, sir. Looking forward to it."
Aadhil — "Sir? Call me Aadhil. And tell me... what's your favorite restaurant?"
Vani — confused — "Why?"

Aadhil — "Because our first meeting should be there. Business lunch — on me. Pick a place."
Vani — hesitant — "I... don't know."
Aadhil — "Then let me. There's this elite spot — rooftop, city view. Tomorrow?"
Vani — "Okay."

Vani does'nt know Aadil gonna change a lot with her...

[heygiwriter]

I completely agree with your view — in the end, the wife is actually proving her husband Prem right about his doubts regarding 'Nature' (human nature / the outside world).

The situation is painfully simple now: Prem was always right about the dangers surrounding her. I don’t blame Prem at all for having such a shameless, unfaithful wife.

He never truly doubted his own wife’s character in the beginning. His suspicion was never about her loyalty — it was about the leeches, the opportunists, the predatory men lurking around who were waiting for the slightest chance to take advantage of her innocence or beauty. That’s why he tried so hard to protect her, to keep her safe from those bad characters, even if it sometimes looked like control or possessiveness in her eyes.

She called him controlling, insecure, and overbearing. But look at what happened — by cheating on him, she has unintentionally validated every single warning he ever gave. 

She has proven that Prem’s caution about the world and the people in it was completely justified.
In trying to blame him and break free from his 'restrictions,' she walked straight into the very trap he had always feared and tried to shield her from. 

How ironic and how heartbreaking!!


Regards 

Rocky ❤️

Glad you noticed it.. When husbands warning are ignored.. she overlooked and got into a trap.. imagine now Prem coming to know about this.. will She admit her mistake.. no she will gaslight him that he was the reason.. so only when she gets the burn herself.. she would realize her mistake.. i cannot answer a lot question which would spoil your reading experience.. but let the predictions come in :) sometimes its totally far from what i was having in my mind i enjoy this process. lets see how it goes

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 53 – The Rise of Vani 



Rohan and Aadhil's Private Pact (Night Before Vani's First "Business" Lunch)

Rohan sat in the dim light of his study — glass of whiskey in hand.
Aadhil was on video call — tie loosened, city skyline behind him.
Rohan — voice low — "Nivi can't know about our moves yet. Not until she's ready."
Aadhil nodded — "Understood. She’s still fragile. We break her gently."
Rohan — "Vani is the risk. She’s a mole with a conscience. She can flip either way."
Aadhil smiled — slow, predatory.
"Tomorrow  I’m taking her to the rooftop. Let me assess her… and break her."
Rohan, so you are coming to Chennai… 
Adhil yes.. I'm not meeting you guys now.. Let me explore vaani..
Rohan — "Do it. Feed her the dream — money, power, luxury. Make her crave it more than she fears Nitin."
Aadhil — "Consider it done. She’ll be ours before she even realizes she switched sides."
Rohan raised his glass.
"To patience."
Aadhil clinked his screen.
"And to rising stars."


The Rooftop Lunch - The Next day 

Nivi was surprised to know Vani is going for the meet.. She shared a look with Rohan who kind of smiled.. After a really long say a month. Nivi gets a space now where she can have sex with Rohan…

Nivi gave permisssion and Vani left to meet Aadhil.

The rooftop restaurant overlooked the city like a crown — glass railings, soft golden lights, champagne flutes catching the sunset.

Aadhil sat across from Vani — dark suit, easy smile, effortless charm.

"You have potential, Vani," he said, sliding the contract across the table.

"Sign this, and it's 10% yours. First deal commission. Not bad for a start, right?"

Vani’s fingers hovered — eyes wide.
"That's... a lot."

Aadhil leaned in — voice low, warm.

"Get used to it. More where that came from. You're not just a portfolio manager. You're rising. And I like to reward rising stars."

She signed — pen trembling slightly.
Aadhil raised his glass.

"To new beginnings."

She clinked — the champagne tasted like freedom.


The same day – Nivi & Rohan

As soon as Vani reached the restaurant… Nivi and Rohan arrived back to their house and entered Prems bed room as usual 

In the bedroom — curtains drawn, soft light.Rohan said he wanted to have something new and urged her… she shy said okay… He told 69 in her ears.. She went all shy

Nivi lay on her back — legs spread, Rohan between them.
They tried 69 — her mouth on him, his tongue on her.

She felt odd — awkward angle, strange taste, breathing difficult.
After a minute — she pulled back.

"This is not my type," she said — voice soft, apologetic.
Rohan kissed her thigh — gentle.

"It's okay. We'll try more if you want. No pressure."
Nivi smiled — relieved.
"Thank you."

They switched — normal positions — she came twice, he once.
She curled into him — "I like this better."

He kissed her forehead.

"Whatever you like."


A week passed.. 

Vani started earning some commissions from the guidance of Aadhil.. 
She was surprised. She felt nice when get 


Week 2 – Day 2

Video call — Aadhil in a private jet, city lights below.

"Tomorrow noon — private club. Black tie. I'll send a dress to your home. Wear it."

Vani — hesitant — "I... don't know if Nitin will—"

Aadhil — "This is business. Tell him it's a client dinner. He'll understand when he sees the commission check next month. Or else just hide from him. I will send it to your office. Nivi won't feel odd."

She laughed — nervous, excited.

"Okay."

The dress arrived — midnight blue, backless, clinging to every curve.

At the club — velvet ropes, dim lights, jazz in the background.
Aadhil handed her a card.

"Open account. 5% of every deal goes straight here. No questions."
Vani — eyes shining — "You're serious."
She laughed at it.

"I'm not sure why money has been doing this to me..."

Aadhil asked — "What exactly is your issue? I know something is troubling you. Share with me — I can provide a solution if it can be."

Vani paused — then opened up.
"I got married into a rich family — Nitin. His step-brothers cheated him. We came out struggling to make ends meet. Now I'm shining... but Nitin won't be happy. I will hide all my money from him for now."

Aadhil listened — eyes soft.

"You're rising, Vani. Leave the old life behind. Align with me — I'll take you higher."
Vani — "And what do I do for you?"

Aadhil — "Can you pretend to be my girlfriend today?"
Vani — "Why?"
He showed the crowd.

"There is my ex. Don't look at them. I want to make her jealous."

Vani — understanding the assignment — "I'm in."
Aadhil — "Not now. Tomorrow — private party."


Vani said tomorrow?
Aadhil.: Yes, tomorrow, at my guest house… 


Vani said tomorrow I have to ask to leave.. 
Aadhil said… I will speak with Rohan and Nivi if needed.. 
Do you trust me


Vani said: Yes.. I think you are more like a mentor to me than a boss.. I earn so much because of you but…
Aadhil: No but,, trust me and Join me tomorrow I will have a surprise for you…


Vani decided to trust him .. tomorrow i will be there..
Aadhil: Be there as my girlfriend…


Vani said okay…

She never knew the day was gonna light something in her.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 54 – Prem's First Secret


The same one-month period ever since Nitin joined Prem.

Though Prem was getting updates from Vani (short, vague messages: “All normal here. No issues.”, "Just a business meet" "All accounts are clean"), his mind was increasingly with Nitin — who never missed a chance to impress him from the start.

Initially Prem thought Nitin wouldn’t be good enough — just a favor to an old acquaintance, a tech guy pushed into marketing via the deal.

But the first day Nitin entered the office he spotted an error in the backend code that had the entire engineering team breaking their heads for three days.

A subtle race condition in the payment gateway module — intermittent failures, logs misleading.

Nitin quietly debugged, fixed, deployed — all in under two hours.

He didn’t boast. Just sent a short message to Prem:
“Fixed the gateway issue. Logs attached. Should be stable now.”

Prem stared at the screen — stunned.

Usually Prem would crack those himself — he was the one who built half the core logic.

But that week his mind was occupied — Nivi’s sudden “headaches”, the odd timing of her absences, Rohan’s too-frequent “meetings” with her.

He couldn’t clearly think.

So he decided to give Nitin more jobs.

First small bugs — then full modules.

Nitin delivered — clean code, fast turnaround, smart optimizations.

Prem started calling him into late-night reviews.

Nitin never complained.

One evening — after a successful client demo — Prem slapped Nitin’s shoulder.

“You’re wasted in entry-level. Senior developer — effective next month. And I want you on business manager track too. You understand both code and client.”

Nitin — humble — “Thank you, da. I won’t let you down.”

Prem felt “winning” — Finally, things turning around. Nitin’s a keeper.

But irony: he’s empowering Nitin while Nitin’s wife is being seduced by Aadhil.

During one pitch trip to Hyderabad — client’s lab tour — Prem spotted a working model prototype: an AI-driven logistics optimizer that could shave 40% off supply chain costs.

He snapped discreet photos — mind racing.

This... this is the big one. Adapt it for our platform... millions... maybe billions in potential.

He decided to hide it from Nivi.
She’d want to loop in Rohan. No. This stays mine.

Meanwhile, the construction of his house was nearing completion.

Something kept bugging Prem — the doubts, the odd calls, Nivi’s “headaches”, her sudden glow.
He decided to receive final papers in only his name — not Nivi’s.

He doubted his Engineer, for unknown reasons like he got some feel he might be Rohan's man? So he asked his lawyer to bypass him..



He felt tough — guilt gnawing at him for hiding from Nivi.

But somewhere deep inside he wanted it that way — control, security.

If things go wrong... it’s mine.
He signed — alone in the lawyer’s office.

The house — his fortress.

But unknown to him, Rohan started his own plan, only thing Rohan now unaware is Prem doubt is bigger and house is already in his name.  

Nitin helped finding a lawyer to secure things his way...

Though Nitin doesnt know much details why Prem wanted this way.. he was glad he is helping a friend. 

Exactly the same day.. evening.. Vani came home with a request from ......Aadhil ... his request is tomorrow come to My guest house and make my EX Jealous...

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 55 – Prem shares his fear to Nitin


Vani stepped out of the cab that night

Her heart raced — a mix of excitement and nerves.

Aadhil had called it "a rehearsal for the party" — pretend to be his girlfriend, make his ex jealous.

But Vani knew it could be more, She was curious about the surprise Aadhil said…

She aimed to climb the ladder in society — she had this hatred on Nitin, the way he clipped her wings, the way he prioritized his ego over her growth.

Vani had seen it all his flirt.. His gazing eyes on her body when she pretends looking somewhere.. But she was not ready.. She just needed a ladder to grow higher in elite circle..


Aadhil who was now gulping a bear in his guest house.. Preparing some files with his auditor over phone

He knows if he capitalized right — he could bed her. But unsure how she will be ready to bed or need some drama..

He knows Vani looks for a ladder to rise to top.. So he laid a bait which he said as a surprise factor… he had prepared a document in his bag: partner in the project with Aadhil, Nivi, Rohan — 30 lakhs per year.

The amount was huge — she will take the bait, he predicted.

Vani will be easy, given her recent turmoil.


Next Morning…

As usual, Vani went to the office that morning and informed Nivi about "going to Aadhil's place for discussion."

She hid the details — "It's about the portfolio. He wants to go over numbers."

Nivi knows something is happening between Aadhil and her — the way Vani dressed sharper, smiled more, came back late some days.

But Nivi is not in place to correct her morally.. She is already committing adultery.. And she is bit torn because for her selfishness she is pushing another woman into the same path as her, but....it was the only way she could continue her affair without anyone knowing — Vani covering her absences and she would stay silent even if she comes to notice Nivi's affair.  As Nivi now will have the secret of Vani in her hand....


She looked at her eyes and Vani looking somewhere else.


Nivi understands it.. She is feeling guilty? Aadhil is doing his job well, she thought… she finally got herself to speak

Nivi said — "Okay... I will consider this as OD."

Vani nodded — grateful.
"Thanks, ma'am."




As soon as Vani left the cabin, the door clicked shut behind her.

Nivi turned to Rohan — a small, knowing smile playing on her lips.
"She went out... let's go home."

Rohan stepped closer — his hand sliding to her waist.
"Yes, baby."

They left the office together — the drive to the penthouse silent but charged, the city blurring past the tinted windows.

The penthouse — empty, quiet, the late afternoon sun filtering through half-drawn curtains.

Rohan locked the door behind them — the sound heavy, final.

He pulled her close — bodies pressing, his mouth finding hers in a slow, hungry kiss.

"Time for a new lesson," he murmured against her lips.
Nivi’s breath hitched — curiosity mixed with shyness.
"What is it?"

Rohan’s fingers traced her jaw.
"Today... you ride me."

She paused — cheeks flushing, eyes dropping to his chest.
"I... didn’t have any experience... I mean... I didn’t try with Prem."

Rohan’s smile turned teasing, but gentle.

"Maybe he was too weak to allow you that way."
Nivi’s hand flew up — playful slap on his arm, anger flashing briefly in her eyes.
"Don't say that."

Rohan caught her wrist — kissed the palm softly.

"I didn’t mean to offend you... or him. Just... something new. Trust me."

He kissed her again — deeper this time, tongue slow, coaxing her back into the moment.

She melted — hands sliding up his chest, fingers curling into his shirt.

They undressed each other — slow, deliberate, clothes falling like whispers.

Rohan lay back on the bed — naked, cock hard and thick against his stomach, eyes locked on hers.

Nivi hesitated — standing at the edge of the bed, arms crossed over her breasts, suddenly self-conscious.

"I don't know if I can do this right..."

Rohan reached out — hand gentle on her hip.
"You can. Come here."

She climbed onto the bed — straddling him, knees on either side of his hips.

Her hands rested on his chest — steadying herself.

She positioned herself — the head of his cock brushing her entrance.
She lowered — slow, tentative — taking just the tip.
A small gasp escaped her.

"Ah... it's... different..."

Rohan’s hands settled on her hips — not pushing, just guiding.
"Easy... breathe. Find your rhythm."

She sank lower — inch by inch — feeling every ridge, every vein.
The stretch was intense — fuller than usual, the angle new.

She paused halfway — breathing hard, eyes fluttering.
"It's... a lot..."

Rohan — voice low, encouraging — "You’re doing perfect. Keep going."
She took him fully — hips settling against his.

A long exhale — pleasure blooming through the awkwardness.
"Oh... this feels..."





She rolled her hips — experimental, small circles.


Pleasure sparked — control shifting to her.

She began moving — up and down, slow at first, then finding a rhythm.

Rohan groaned — hands sliding up to her breasts, cupping, kneading.

After prolonged exposure to his hands — warm, firm, thumbs circling her nipples — the milk finally came.


White drops beaded on her breasts — glistening in the soft light.
Rohan’s eyes darkened — hungry.

He lifted his head — mouth closing over one nipple, sucking gently.
The taste — sweet, warm — flooded his tongue.


Nivi moaned — back arching, hips grinding harder.

But then — Aara’s face flashed in her mind.
Instant guilt — disgust at what she had become.
She froze — motion stopping, breath catching.

Rohan felt it immediately — the sudden stillness.
He released her nipple — looked up.


"What’s wrong?"
Nivi bent down — pressed her lips to his, desperate to drown the image.
Rohan guessed — didn’t push.


Instead — he started raising his hips — thrusting up into her, slow at first, then harder.

She gasped into his mouth — body responding despite her mind.






He fucked her furiously now — hugging her tight, bodies pressed chest to chest.

The scene was raw, hot — her breasts against his chest, his hips slamming up, her moans muffled against his shoulder.

Nivi — lost again — "Yes... Rohan..."

She came — hard, shaking, walls clenching around him.
He followed — deep inside, groaning her name.

They collapsed — breathless, tangled.

Rohan — stroking her back — "What was that about?"

Nivi — voice small — "Nothing... just... Aara flashed in my mind."
Rohan — soft — "Don’t think about that. This is us."

She nodded — curled tighter into him.
But the guilt lingered — a shadow.




Cut to Prem's company.


Nitin had noticed Prem's distraction — the faraway looks, the short temper.

He was even confused why he had to register the property name only in his name and why he bypassed the engineer.. Nitin had indeed helped with new lawyer. 

He also noticed how Prem made his auditor to secretly monitor and fund flows and he added many clauses that protected Prem from any financial pressures. 

His company and even the sister alliance Rohan  - Nivi’s company projects clauses were re done.. Only that projects needs a signature from Nivi and Rohan.. Rest looked so safeguarded.



Nitin sensed something troubling him and bothered him.. He doesn't want Prem to face these hurdles and he wants to pursue a true friendship for a person who recovered him from struggles and giving so many new chances..

He decided to speak directly to Prem on what's bugging him — he decided to took him out for a quick lunch at a beach resort.


Nitin: Prem, you look tired, let's go out.. I have something to tell you…
Prem : Is that something related to the company?
Nitin: No it's personal.. You come there, let me open.. 


Prem thought Nitin was about to tell something about Nivi.. he was panicked he wished its should not be about her…


Their car reached the Resort…

The resort — open air, waves crashing on the shore, fresh seafood sizzling on the grill, salty breeze ruffling the tablecloth.

They sat under a thatched umbrella — beers in hand, plates of grilled prawns and crab.

Nitin started friendly — "Prem, you seem off lately. Distant. Tell me every detail that's bothering you. I can help as a friend."

He recalled how Prem was unfriendly during the old days... but that was different.. We are running a big company involving 40-50 employees. If you are down it would affect everyone.. I need you to refresh yourself, keep yourself unbothered.. .Now all you need is  a friend to share everything.. Trust me I will be your good friend.. .


Open up to me.. I doubt you have a different intention to send vani there at Rohan - Nivi company...
Prem stared at the waves — beer halfway to his lips.
"It's... complicated."

Nitin — "Try me. We've been working together for a month now. You've been good to me — promotion, trust. Let me return the favor."

Prem sighed — emotional, voice cracking slightly.

"Don't say this out... but I fear infidelity. Nivi... maybe Rohan is pushing her."
Nitin — eyes wide — "Rohan? Her business partner?"

Prem nodded — leaning forward, words tumbling out.

"They go together to Bangalore for 'meetings'. Last time at the ceremony, her saree was adjusted oddly when she came back. She's absent from the office often... we have a kid. I don't know if I should confront her or what?
 If I do, she might say I've been mistrusting her all along... that I'm the problem. But if it's true, I won't stand in this relationship. I'm strong — I won't succumb to betrayal. I'm not someone who can live under one roof just because I had loved her.. dramas…, but I'm a family man first. I built everything for us... I can't lose it to this."
Nitin consoled — hand on Prem's shoulder.

"Maybe you are just overthinking. He is her business partner. 


Prem: I'm just consoling myself with that.. But everything hints at something. Its been months since I touched her… I know i hurted her before.. I disallowed her outside or for anything because there are just leeches who wanted to suck her body.. Rohan always looked different, never once i found his eyes went bad on her.. But that perfection is the thing which bothers me.. Somewhere i could sense a chemistry between them

Nitin quickly said Vani is there — she hasn't said anything bad.


after a pause



Nitin interjected, is this a reason why you turned all assets under your name ..



Prem said ...precaution is better than cure.. Right? Yes I started mistrusting Nivi.. my instincts are always right?



Nitin responded.. If that is the way i don't think anything is wrong.. What if she is really good and you just overthink?



Prem said better for everyone.. She wont feel wrong about assets being in my name..

Nitin continued i have one more doubt.. Will they name Nivi’s company? I mean the bond and clauses which favors you?



Prem laughed… they had too .. yes if they are in their right mind they won't agree or they will fight. I need to trick them.. 



Nitin said its risky incase if they are innocents they will think you are monster for tricking them 



I will trick them in that way they wont realize the clauses help me.. I  wont take it for my monetary benefit unless they hurt/cheat me..

One more thing.. dont let Vani know all of this.. let me dig into it.. i have reasons.. 

Nithin said i agree , i wont for now..


Nitin further added I need to be careful with you buddy.. your plans are something else...


They laughed.. The topics get diverted into so many things..


They spoke heart out — Prem unburdening, Nitin listening.


Irony while he was consoling Prem... Nitin doesn't know Vani was on her way to Aadhil's guest house.