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Chapter 74 – The Call & The Bitter Mirror


Rohan sat alone in his Chennai office — lights dimmed, screens glowing blue across his face. The probe had been shallow, clumsy. He’d caught it early. Patches applied. Logs scrubbed. Firewalls reinforced. Every leak sealed before it could bleed out.

He leaned back in the chair. Exhaled slow.

Then dialed Vikram.
Ring once. Twice.

“Hello. Vikram here.”
“Vikram. It’s Rohan.”

A pause — thick with old hate.

“Let me be straight,” Rohan said. Voice calm, flat. “What happened in the past is past. We never touched another woman after Aashika. Fearing exactly what happened to her. It was trauma for us too. We stopped.”

Vikram’s breath hissed through the line.

“Then what the hell are you doing with Prem and Nitin’s wives?”

Rohan stared at the dark window — city lights smearing below.

“It’s personal. And unlike Aashika… both Nivi and Vani liked it.

The DP. We did it already. With consent. Full. Enthusiastic. 

We tried the same with Aashika — she didn’t agree. We left. She ran. Accident happened. Nothing to do with us.”

Vikram’s voice cracked — low, furious.

“You think that absolves you?”
“No. But stop digging. Or I revert. Full counter. You know what I can pull.”

Silence stretched.

Rohan continued — colder now.

“It’s up to you whether to alert Prem and Nitin about what’s already happened. Especially the DP. We planned to use them for some months. Enjoy. Then leave them to their marriage life as it is. No permanent break.

If you attempt to tell them now… their revival chances drop to minimal. Marriages on hold. Maybe forever. That’s on you.”

Another beat.

Vikram’s reply came slow, venomous.

“You can’t escape like this forever. What you loved now… will happen back to you. Someone will give you the same medicine.”

Rohan’s mind flashed — unbidden.

Nivi on the bed that morning. Legs wide. Body yielding. Aadhil buried deep, claiming her with brutal strokes. Her silent surrender. The tiny secret smile after. The way she hadn’t looked at him once through the glass.

It already happened.

The medicine was already swallowed.

Rohan’s voice stayed even.

“Thanks for the advice. I’ll be careful. As I said — we’ll leave them if you don’t interfere.”

Vikram laughed — bitter, short.

“I hate speaking with you. Think about your own wife.”

“Take care of her if you’re that interested.”

“It’s meaningless to speak with you. Goodbye. 
Just one last advice — do what you said. 
Leave them to their families. 
Don’t try to break them.”


“I already left Nivi. Soon we’ll leave Vani. Hope all goes good for all of us. 

And again… I’m sorry for Aashika.”

Vikram’s voice dropped — almost tired.

“I dont know on what audacity you speak about Aashikaa...Forget it. Let’s just never see each other again. Bye.”

Call cut.

Rohan set the phone down.

Screen went dark.

He stared at his reflection in the black glass — hollow eyes, tight jaw.
The mirror had cracked long ago.

And the shards were already cutting.
He rubbed his temples once.

Then opened the next file.
Business as usual.
For now.

The unraveling had paused — only for a breath.
But it never really stopped.

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Chapter 75 – The Penthouse & The Reclaimed Bed



Prem stepped into the Chennai house just after noon the next day. The air smelled of fresh paint and jasmine from the new potted plants Nivi had insisted on.
Aara ran to him — small feet thumping — arms wide.
He scooped her up, kissed the top of her head, breathed her in. Coconut oil in her hair. Milk on her breath.


For a moment the hope flickered: maybe Nivi hadn’t fully entered this world yet. Maybe Rohan was still circling, still finding cracks. Maybe nothing irreversible had happened.


But the uncertainty gnawed.
He couldn’t let it touch Aara.


That evening, after dinner, he sat with Nivi in their new bedroom. Luxury everywhere — king bed with crisp white sheets, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city lights, soft golden lamps. They were finally alone.


Prem cleared his throat.
“We’ve been circling business too much. Not spending enough time with Aara. I think… better she goes to a top college. Hostel. Safe. Structured.”
Nivi’s eyes flicked up — quick, sharp. Fear flashed for a second. The secret passages in the house. The hidden doors Rohan and Aadhil knew how to use. A child like Aara wandering… exposure could be catastrophic.
She swallowed.


“What if she feels odd looking at me…” she asked quietly.
Prem misunderstood — thought she meant being seen as neglecting Aara.
“We’ll manage. It’s for her.”
Nivi nodded slowly.
“Okay.”


Tiny conversation. Done.


Next morning she left for the office 


Rohan, Vani, and Aadhil were already there.
The moment Nivi stepped in — Aadhil peeled away from his visitor chair at lobby, followed her straight into her cabin. Door closed  - locked.
Rohan — in the adjacent cabin — heard it first.
Soft smooch. A low chuckle from Aadhil. Fabric rustling. Another kiss — longer, wetter.
Vani entered Rohan's cabin to give him a coffee.. Froze by the sound. Listened.
Her face changed — shock, then anger.


Half an hour later — Aadhil emerged, hand on Nivi’s lower back, guiding her out. They left together. No explanation.



Vani burst into Rohan’s cabin.
“What the hell is happening?”
Rohan looked up from his screen. Tired eyes.


“Aadhil and Nivi are a thing now. I hate to say it.”
Vani’s lip trembled.


“All those promises… were lies?”
Rohan stood. walked around the desk. Gentle hand on her shoulder.
“He ditched you overnight. She ditched me overnight. Nivi’s a slut. And Aadhil… he took what he wanted.”
Vani’s eyes filled.
“He even offered me so much money…promised me he would take me places like you did to Nivi… How did she manage to get him?


He’s not the only man here. I’m here too.”
Remember people telling i took Nivi to places.. I can make you too.


We are in the same boat now.. We are hurt, we need to teach them a lesson back.. We need to grow beyond them.
Vani shake her head in admission… we should teach them
Rohan’s jaw tightened.
“Come with me.”
She followed.


The car stopped at his penthouse — high floor, city view, the bedroom that had once been meant for Prem during business stays. Now Rohan’s.
Door shut behind them.


Rohan poured two glasses of whiskey. Handed one to her. She denied no..


He kept his glassed down.


Vani asked what really happened..
Rohan he told her everything.
How he separated Nivi emotionally from Prem — slow, careful conversations in Bangalore. Late-night calls. Gifts disguised as business favors. How he orchestrated taking Aadhil’s company along to keep Prem diverted with endless meetings. How he fucked her the first time — gentle at first, then deeper, making her crave the safety that turned into possession. 
How the DP started as his fantasy — and ended with Aadhil claiming her completely.
I felt like a joker when she kissed him that way.. Allowed him to intensyfingly fuck her…


Vani listened. Silent. Glass untouched.
When he finished — she looked at him.


What do we do with them.. Nivi is no more in your life?


Rohan asked do you  think you have any place for Aadhil within you?
She responded no.. i dont think so?


If I can take her to heights, I can take you too..
The results are very much before you..
And the huge sum was nothing before the company partnership… i will make you sign tomorrow and let you start as a silent partner in the company without even Nivi knowing…


Vani looked at him carefully…


Rohan said the final word. If i can make her great i can make you too


All you need to do is be loyal to me..
Will you ? Vani nodded
Rohan stepped closer.
Kissed her lips — soft at first. Testing.
She surrendered.


Mouth opened. Tongue met his. Hands slid up his chest.
He walked her backward — toward the bedroom.
The bed — wide, dark sheets — the one once meant for Prem.
Rohan pushed her down gently. She fell back — legs parting instinctively.
He stripped slow — shirt, belt, pants. Cock already hard, thick, curving upward.
Vani watched — breathing fast. Unbuttoned her blouse herself. Bra off. Breasts full, nipples tight.


Rohan climbed over her.
Kissed her neck — slow trail down. Teeth grazed collarbone. Mouth closed over one nipple — sucked hard. She arched, fingers in his hair.
His hand slid between her thighs — found her wet already. Fingers circled her clit — firm, steady. She moaned — low, needy.
“Rohan…”


He didn’t answer.
Just positioned himself. Head at her entrance.


One slow push — inch by inch — filling her completely.
Vani gasped — back bowing off the mattress.
He started thrusting — deep, controlled at first. Letting her feel every slide. Her walls clenched around him — greedy.


She wrapped legs around his waist — heels digging into his back.
“Harder…”
He obliged.


Hips snapped forward — heavier, faster. Bed creaked. Skin slapped skin.
Vani’s nails raked down his shoulders — red lines blooming.
He flipped her onto her stomach — pulled her hips high. Entered from behind — deeper angle now. Hand fisted her hair — not pulling hard, just holding. Controlled the rhythm.
She pushed back — meeting every thrust. Moans muffled into the pillow.
Rohan leaned over her — mouth at her ear.


“You’re mine now. Like she was.”
Vani whimpered — “Yes… yours…”
He reached under — fingers on her clit again. Rubbed fast circles while pounding deep.
She shattered first — walls clamping hard, body shaking. Silent cry into the pillow — thighs quivering.
Rohan didn’t stop.


Fucked her through it — prolonging the spasms until she was oversensitive, tiny jerks with every stroke.
Then shorter, vicious thrusts.

Low growl — buried to the root — pulsing thick ropes inside her. Grinding slow circles to empty every drop.


Stayed inside a long moment — breathing ragged against her neck.
Slowly pulled out. Cum leaked — thick, white, obscene.
He rolled her onto her back.


Looked down at her — wrecked, flushed, glowing.
Vani’s eyes opened slowly. Met his.


A small, secret curve touched her lips.
Same as Nivi’s that morning.
Rohan saw it.


He initiated one more round of sex this time its calmer slower and more gentle...




Vani realised how a gentle sex looks unlike Aadhil who had been brutal.. she loved this...

She realized this is the right thing happened so far..


The penthouse stayed quiet.
Only their breathing.


And the city lights flickering outside.
The unraveling had found a new thread.
And it was pulling tight.

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Chapter 76 – The Hidden Doors & The Silent Betrayals


The routine settled fast. Silent. Unspoken.
Every morning — office bound.

Rohan first. Vani next. Aadhil lingering in the lobby, casual.
Nivi last — pretending. Bag slung, keys jangling, door shut behind her.
Minutes later — They came back together to leave out.. 


Aadhil’s car circled back before Nivi come out to her car…. Separate vehicles. No traces.
Back to the new house — luxury gleaming, empty now.


Aadhil pushed her through the front door. Hand on her waist. Door locked.
Straight to Prem’s bed — their bedroom. Sheets still crisp from the night before.
He didn’t ask.


Threw her down — legs spread wide. Towel or robe plucked away. Nude underneath.
One brutal thrust — buried deep. No pause.


Nivi’s back arched — sharp gasp. Nails dug into his shoulders. Silent approval.
He fucked her hard — relentless slams. Breasts bouncing. Skin flushing. Wet sounds filling the room.


She met every stroke — hips rolling up. Thighs trembling. Walls clenching.
Aadhil growled low — “Mine now. On his bed.”
No answer. Just her muffled moan into the pillow.

He flipped her — ass up. Deeper angle. Balls slapping. Fingers on her clit — rough circles.
She came silently — body quaking. Pulsing around him.
He followed — thick ropes inside. Marking the sheets.


They lay tangled after — breaths heavy. Her head on his chest. Tiny secret smile.
Routine.
One day Nivi asked, "Are you taking me everyday here.. What if Vani feels bad.. You should give her sometime..


Aadhil answered that it was not necessary.. that I hate her. She is not my type and you know how I tricked her?
Just showing her some piles of money in her bank.


The worst thing is she can use it without my signature. I recorded it as a company asset. Lol
You trickster Nivi laughed…




Across town — office.

Vani — infuriated still. Watching Nivi and Aadhil slip away daily.
She burst into Rohan’s cabin one morning. Door shut.

Initiated the kiss — fierce, angry. Hands fisting his shirt.

Rohan kissed back — claiming. Pulled her close.


They left together. Penthouse bound.


The bedroom — once meant for Prem’s wife's sexual awakening. Dark sheets. City view.
Rohan stripped her slowly. Blouse. Skirt. Panties.
Pushed her onto the bed — the one Prem had slept in months ago.
Entered her deep — thick, steady thrusts.


Vani moaned — loud, vengeful. Legs locked around him.
He pounded harder — rage fueling. “She ditched us. We take this.”
She came first — crying out. He followed — spilling inside.
Routine.
The friends once Rohan and Aadhil stopped talking to each other.. Their focus become their new fuckmates no questions asked none came forward…



Prem decided to check on Nivi one afternoon. 


Office visit. Unannounced.
Parked across the street. Watched.
Saw Nivi leave in her car — alone. 


He was worried why she leaving at this time… 
Aadhil slipped out minutes later — separate car. But he didnt get into Prem eyes.. As Aadhil parked much away frm the office.


Minutes later.

But Prem’s eyes caught Rohan and Vani next. Her entering Rohan’s car. Laughing. Close.
Something twisted in his gut.
He dialed to Nivi and asked where are you 


Nivi said im just exiting office headache heading to home…
Prem thought there could be truth…


He followed Rohan’s car instead.
Passed through their new house area — didn’t stop.
Quick glance in the rearview: Nivi’s car pulling into the driveway. As she said on the phone.
Relief? Partial.


Continued tailing Rohan.
The car entered the old penthouse — the luxury apartment where Prem, Nivi, and Aara had stayed before.
Prem still had the access card. Slipped in his wallet.
He parked far. Waited. Then followed quiet.


Elevator up. Hallway silent.
Rohan’s penthouse door — ajar? No. But Prem knew the override code from old stays.

The pentahouse had windows aside.. he quickly peeped before entering



He was shocked to see Rohan pushing vani on the wardboard. and she removing her panty.. still rohan dressed


He slowly came around to catch them in act...the door was locked he didnt know how to enter

then he remembered rohan telling him to press long with a pin code that will not make noice..

he did and Entered slow. Silent steps.



Sounds from the old bedroom — groans. Slaps. Moans.
He peeked through the half-closed door.
Shocked.


Rohan on top of Vani — thrusting deep. Her legs wide. Breasts bouncing. Nails raking his back.
Vani’s cry — “Yes… harder…”


Rohan’s growl — pounding relentless.
Prem’s throat closed.
Not Nivi. Vani.

How to tell Nitin?
He intented to catch them but now.. he feared for Nitin how will he take this?
Better to hide it. For now.

He slipped out. Unseen.
Drove away. Mind reeling.


Cut to Prem’s new house — same afternoon.



Nitin’s car sputtered. Trouble. Stopped 20 yards away.
He walked the rest. Needed a document — forgotten in the study.
Entered quiet.


Heard groaning upstairs. Low. Primal.
Climbed slow. Realized — coming from Prem’s bedroom.
Prem wasn’t home. Who?
Reached the door. Peeped through the keyhole.
Shocked.




Aadhil — naked, broad back flexing. Fucking Nivi deep. Her legs over his shoulders. Body jolting with every slam.
Nivi’s muffled moans — face buried in the pillow. Hips rising to meet him.
Aadhil’s hand on her throat — not choking. Owning.
Nitin panicked.


No Rohan. Aadhil.
How to tell Prem?
Better to hide. Until a clear solution.
He slipped down. Out.
Drove away. Mind shattered.


Both friends now knew.
The other’s wife — deep in affair.
But their own? Still hidden.

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Chapter 77 – The Four-Day Marathon & The Cracking Facade

Nitin and Prem carried the secret like lead in their chests.

Nitin — replaying the image of Aadhil’s broad back flexing over Nivi, her body yielding on Prem’s bed. Rage simmered. Quiet. Focused on Aadhil.

Prem — the penthouse scene burned in: Rohan thrusting into Vani, her cries echoing in the room that once held his family. Anger coiled tight. Aimed at Rohan.

Both men decided the same thing: hide it. For now. No confrontation. No explosion. Let the right time come.. . Let the wives reveal themselves or fix it before informing the husband..

They didn't verbally shared it but individually their mind running it.

Friends felt really tough to maintain the secret.. they felt bad for each other..

Irony is they thanked their own wives for not going into affair. 




A business meeting in Hyderabad arrived , both friends decided individually in their mind to take up the matter  about other friend's wife affair.. and reveal it to (each) other after their business meeting… 


Four days. They informed their wives that evening during dinner.

Prem to Nivi: “Hyderabad. Four days. Important deal. I’ll be back Sunday night.”
Nivi nodded — calm, almost relieved. “Okay. Take care.” I left aara in the hostel yesterday..

Nitin to Vani: “Same. Hyderabad. Four days.”
Vani smiled small. “Don’t worry. I will manage.”

For the ladies the business meet topic is a  perfect cover. 

Both wives were thrilled inside — four empty days. Space. Freedom.

That night:

Vani texted Rohan: “Prem and Nitin gone to Hyderabad. Four days. Come tomorrow?”
Nivi called Aadhil: “They’re leaving tomorrow. House empty. Come back?”

Next morning — husbands departed. Cars pulled away.
By afternoon — Aadhil arrived first. Slipped in through the side gate. Nivi waiting — door open, robe loose.

Minutes later — Rohan’s car. Vani at the entrance — smile sharp.
They entered almost back-to-back.

The house felt different now. More open. Fewer walls.
Rohan and Vani headed straight for the hall sofa — no hiding.
Aadhil and Nivi paused at the stairs — watching.

Rohan pulled Vani onto his lap — kissing deep. Hands under her top.
Aadhil’s jaw tightened. Nivi’s eyes narrowed.
They realized: revenge.

Rohan and Vani — mirroring them. Visible. Deliberate.
Aadhil looked at Nivi. Silent nod.

They decided: don’t blow up. Play the game.
The house became their sexual marathon.

First day — still rooms. 

Prem’s bedroom for Aadhil and Nivi.

Niting room for Rohan and Vani.

They had propoer full blown sex inside their respective rooms.


Second day — bolder.


Vani decided to cause a scene.. she asked Rohan to take her right away in Hall

Hall sofa: Rohan bent Vani over the armrest — thrusting deep from behind. Her moans loud.

Aadhil and Nivi passed by — pretended not to notice. 


Aadhil furiated.. asked Nivi to do the same.. he take her to kitchen.. Then fucked on the kitchen counter — Nivi bent forward, Aadhil slamming from behind. 


Glasses rattled. Making huge noise...



Third day — balcony.


The two bedrooms has balcony side by side.. Rohan noticed Nivi standing with Aadhil

Rohan pressed Vani against the railing — city lights below. 

Slow, possessive strokes. Her back arched, breasts pressed to glass.



Looking at this Aadhil carried Nivi to the opposite balcony corner 

Lifted her legs around his waist. Brutal upward thrusts. Her nails dug into his shoulders. Silent cries swallowed by wind.

They watched each other across the divide. No words. Just eyes.

Vani saw Aadhil’s brutality — the way he owned Nivi completely. No gentleness. Just force. Her ego cracked: he never fucked me like that though intense it was different what Vani didnt realise is Nivi was equally intense so they looked perfectly fitted into it..


Nivi watched Rohan and Vani — turning tender, almost lovers. Kisses lingering. Hands gentle even in heat. Her ego stung: he never looked at me that way anymore.


Fourth day — open everywhere.

Living room floor. Guest bedroom. Staircase landing.

In the noon both the couple just few meters aways smooching nude in hall sofa..



Imagine like above image but not in same bed.. Rohan and Vani in one sofa and Aadhil and Nivi in another...

just few meters away..




Revenge clear. 

Each couple pushing harder. Louder. More obscene.
Night fell.

Men checked watches. Prem and Nitin due back soon.

Aadhil and Rohan dressed. 

Left separately — back doors, quiet cars.

The house fell silent.

The four days both couples not just explored hidden spots of house they unleashed their ego on each other by having open sex before each other…


Nivi and Vani — alone now. In the hall. Breathing still heavy.

Vani smirked first.
“Enjoyed the show?”

Nivi crossed arms. “You started it.”
Vani laughed — sharp.

Nivi returned back what to laugh at it?
“You bed for money? Aadhil said it.

Vani face hardened.
Vani stepped closer.

“You know your husband never caused you issues. Rohan tricked every single moment. The Bangalore delay? Prem coming late? All orchestrated by Rohan. To keep him away. To pull you in.”
You are tricked by men, Rohan then i dont know what Aadhil did to you now? Another trick you fell?

Nivi blinked. Slow.
What do you mean Nivi asked..


Vani continued — voice low, venomous.

“He planned it. Every call. Every gift. Every late-night talk. To separate you from Prem. To make you crave him. Then he invited Aadhil — to share you. To break you completely.”
Nivi’s breath caught.

Vani said Rohan said himself when he mount me…
Vani’s eyes gleamed. You say aadhil have sex with me i didt it for money?

“And look at you now. On Aadhil’s bed. On every surface. While Rohan is with me.”


Nivi stared.
Then — quiet.
“You’re right.”
A long pause.

Nivi realisation hitting hard..

She said dont feel proud. Have you ever known the money he deposited can be used? If Rohan tricked me, Aadhil did worse with you.


Vani’s smirk faded.
Nivi stepped closer.
“But Rohan did the same to you. Offer money. Promised places. Fucked you in the penthouse. While Aadhil took me.”
Vani’s face paled slightly.

Both women stood there — facing each other.
Realization settling.

They had been played.
By the men.
Both of them.


Nivi finally said looks like we both are played and being played… she sat in sofa raising her hands over her head…

The house stayed quiet.
Only the hum of the AC.
And the slow crack of egos breaking.

The unraveling had turned inward.
And the wives — for the first time — saw the same mirror.

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Chapter 78 – The Wives’ Pact & The Husbands’ Confession


Prem and Nitin’s car pulled into the driveway together — late evening, headlights cutting through the dusk.
Nivi and Vani stood at the entrance — side by side. Tension thick, but faces calm.
The moment the men stepped out, Nivi spoke first — low, urgent, to Vani only.
“Let’s forget what happened. We need to speak. For real. We both got used. Played. Emotionally pulled away from our husbands. From our marital life. We need to give it back to them. Let’s just disperse now.”
Vani exhaled — sharp nod.
“Okay.”

Nivi stepped forward — quick hug. Arms tight for a second.
“Sorry I pulled you in. Because of my selfishness.”

Vani hugged back — voice small.
“I’m equally responsible. I allowed it.”


They broke apart just as Prem and Nitin reached the door.

The wives turned — warm smiles, warmer than they’d given in months. Welcoming arms. Soft “welcome home”s.
Prem paused. Looked at Nivi — the genuine light in her eyes.
Nitin froze too — Vani’s hand on his arm, gentle squeeze.
Both husbands glanced at each other

Prem looking at how Vani welcomed Nitin.. 

He thought there must be some love left.. There is a scope for reversal 

Similarly Nitin looking at Nivi welcoming wth warm he thought the same.. 
Oh no she is lovely to Prem.. may be she is just sexually active with Aadhli and no real feelings. 

May be she will be reversed when she know the truth.
No. We shouldn’t reveal now.
Both said to themself..

Lets watch closer and Warn the offenders when time comes.


Inside — normal dinner. 
But the undercurrent stayed.


Next day — Nivi and Vani drove to office together.
Midway — Nivi broke the silence.

“Let’s avoid Rohan and Aadhil completely. Let’s tell we are tiered and give sometime”
Vani glanced over.

“Okay. What’s next?”
Nivi’s voice dropped — steady.

“Sex with them. One last time. Two days later.”

Vani’s eyes widened.

“What?”

Nivi kept eyes on the road.

“Yes. Let’s give a break. Then have sex. 
They achieved everything through sex. We should achieve everything using the same.”

She continued — calm, calculated.

“You said Rohan agreed to give you share in the company, right? Two days later — during sex — tell him you spoke to me about the shares. That I agreed. So he should speak with me.”

Vani frowned.
“What’s the use?”

Nivi’s grip tightened on the wheel.

“Imagine we break their relationship now. They’ll corner us in business. Either we leave empty-handed or succumb to their needs. We should not do both. I worked my ass off for the company. I can’t go empty-handed. And the hurt you got — because of me giving that share to you — will be the apt revenge.”

Vani stared ahead.
Nivi added — quieter.

“But the major reason… I’ll grab as much info from Aadhil as possible. While you get from Rohan. 

Crucial for our next set of plans.”
Vani exhaled slow.
“Agreed.”



Back at Prem’s company — coffee break.


Nitin leaned against the counter — voice low.
“The details from Vikram and Madhavan… I guess we need to alert our wives.”
Prem’s mind reeled — flash of Vani under Rohan in the penthouse.
He couldn’t say it.

Nitin saw Prem’s face — realized straight mention of Nivi would ignite him.
Let’s hide the affair. Just take a step to eliminate Rohan and Aadhil.
Nitin spoke carefully.

“I followed Nivi. She’s clean.”
Prem swallowed.

Relief — false, but real in the moment.

“I followed Vani too. She’s clean.”
Both husbands exhaled — individually happy. Their wives pure. Untouched.

Prem spoke.
“But what you said is right. Travelling with them is risk. Especially for our wives. Even after we know all details. Maybe we should speak to our own wives first. Let them share it with each other.”
Nitin nodded.

“Safest way. Let women handle this.”
Both felt it — their wives could talk sense into the other.
They decided to tell that in the night.

Prem cautiously said lets just share info about them to our wife and ask them to be careful.. We don't need to tell them they will start affair iwth out wive they will get offended

Nitin nodded yes.. I will be say as you said.

For them both never revealed the affair. They are just gonna share info about Rohan and Aaadhil previous issues which will bring anyone in affair back they trusted.

At office — Aadhil and Rohan felt the shift.

Nivi and Vani ignored pleas. No glances. No texts. Cold distance.
Disappointment settled.
Night arrived.


Prem opened to Nivi in their bedroom — lights low.
He sat on the bed edge.
He said just hear it open dont get panic,..

Nivi said i m all ears please go ahead…

“Nivi… Rohan and Aadhil. They’re monsters. Dangerous. Past with women. DP. Accidents. Business manipulation. We need to cut ties. .”

Nivi was shocked she never knew they had a history and been repeated offenders.. Whom did we share our body with? She trembled for a moment….

She was also shocked how Prem knew all these infos.. How long he knows the truth.. How will he see her if he gets to know she already did double penetration with them… 

She panicked.. She went speechless. But quickly composed.. She could not relate them to monster level.. As she faintly remembers Rohan telling her that he did DP before and never later.. Maybe aaadhil was the other guy??


Nivi listened — face calm. Eyes steady.
She nodded slow.

“I understand.”

Nivi raised an important question.. But our business are closely tied.. He had invested in your company as well..

Prem said mmm but I did an alter method.. He showed papers from the auditor that all principles from Rohan are converted into shares.. So principle untouched and even if he raised a complaint i could settle back his principles as share. 

The only worrisome is your company which he is partner.. 

Nivi said dont worry she is already planning to transfer shares to Vani.. she deserves for the work. And Rohan had respect on me he will do it.. We can get back all in control without making noise. Taking these issues up will dilute and push us into unwanted enmity.. 

Prem saw her with eyes and said you are too sharp i don't know how you are sharper …

Nivi said this is your problem.. You always think me dumb.. You never give me the space i want 

This is what is making me distant from  you.. Someone out there trusts me and I listen to them.. Lets forget all Trust me once.. I will come clean .. I mean with the company's papers.. without trouble..

Nivi stressed.. Prem i have my own space... there are things which i like which i want... Nivi mind goes to Aadhils harsh handling... she liked it really... but she came back to  present said.. none can take me for granted..

i know what i'm doing..and im doing what i want 

A tear came how she was used by two men with lies and lies.. 

These things just made her more bolder than ever...


Downstairs bedroom — Nitin to Vani.

Same words. Same warnings.
Vani sat beside him — hand on his knee.

“I hear you. We’ll be careful.”

She was literally shaking to know all the information. She was shocked she wanted to speak with Nivi .. She immediately texted. 

Nivi said i know much earlier not to panic.. Let me tell you what to do.. 

Both husbands felt lighter — confessions out. Wives listening.

But the wives — in their minds — already plotting.
The unraveling had flipped.

Now the women held the threads.
And they were pulling.
Quiet.
Steady.
Calculated.

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Chapter 79 – The Bait & The Transfer


Prem and Nitin first real breath in days.
“Infos shared. Wives alert. We watch. If Rohan or Aadhil try anything… we warn them. Quietly. No mess.”
Nitin raised his glass slightly. “Relaxed for now.”
Both men felt the weight lift — just a fraction.


Across town — same morning… Nivi and Vani drove office together

Vani broke the silence first. She wanted to raise her concern over them being monsters..
“You know my husband said this… about them being monsters. Past with women. DP. Accidents.”

Nivi kept eyes on the road.
“Yes. Prem told me the same. But thats not the thing we should worry about…  I’m not sure how far they know… but for now, they’re not aware of our affairs. 

We need to close this real soon.”
Vani glanced over.

“But they look like monsters.”
Nivi’s voice stayed even.

She continued thats not at all a issue now.. She let me explain this to you..

“Don’t let that go to your head. They needed us just for sex. Apart from sex, they didn’t do anything that harmed us. Maybe DP gave them a name. Rohan even openly said once — his final wish was to do it. And I did it with them.”

Vani’s eyes widened.
“How was it?”

Nivi shrugged — small, dismissive.
“Nothing to rave about. Just another pleasure. But don’t panic yourself. They’re nothing worth ...if you remove money from them. NO need to scare about them”

Vani exhaled.
“So tomorrow?”

Nivi nodded.

“Yes. Tomorrow. Let’s call them to our house. You have sex with Rohan. I’ll with Aadhil. Grab as much info from them as possible. Don’t surrender. We need to ride on them… I mean literally ride on them. Have sex in our control.”

Vani bit her lip — nervous, but nodding.
“Okay.”

Nivi continued.
“As soon as we reach office — tell Rohan to meet you. 

Push the shares now. Prem and Nitin smelled something. We need to wrap it soon.”

Vani asked innocently you asked me to speak about it during sex..

Nivi said Prem and Nitin are closer we need to we need to race ahead… 


Vani agreed.


At office — tension thick.

Rohan grabbed Vani’s hand in the cabin — pulled her close.
“What happened? You were cold yesterday.”
Vani looked up — eyes sharp.

“Nivi and I spoke about you giving me shares. 
She does'nt believe it… she doubt your intention. Maybe you’ll do like Aadhil?”

Rohan frowned.

“No way. Did Nivi say that?”

“Yes. Let me prove it. Soon.”
Vani stepped closer.
“Not soon. Today. Come and give me the shares you promised. I challenged Nivi that you will do it for me.”

Rohan puzzled — but before he could think, Vani dragged him toward Nivi’s cabin.



Inside — Nivi and Aadhil already deep in a kiss. Tongues slow, hungry.
Aadhil pulled back slightly.


“What happened to you? Why were you cold to me last day?”
Nivi smiled small.

“It was just Vani irritating me.”
“Why? What she did?”

“Nothing. I challenged her something. Let me see if Rohan does it for her.”
Door knock.


Nivi kissed Aadhil quick on the lips.

“Darling, wait for me in the car. I’m in super mood. I’ll give you a nice blow.”
She winked.

Aadhil blinked — everything new. He went out to wait.


Rohan and Vani stepped in.

Vani crossed arms — voice loud.

“Nivi, stop looking at me like low life.”
(They’d rehearsed the lines in the car — stunt ready.)

Rohan stepped forward.
“Nivi, stop what you’re doing.”
Nivi raised brow.

“Look, Vani. This is what he’s up to. He won’t budge. He just want me to drop it instead him proving it for you. Dont trust him…”
Rohan exhaled — sharp.
“For her kindness… I will give my entire share to Vani. 

Nivi said - Don’t say do it.”
Rohan groaned i will…


Nivi picked up phone — dialed auditor.
“Bring the papers. Now.”

Vani cooled him.. Once the paper comes in we will prove her.. She calmed him down..
She left them waiting in the cabin.
Outside — she slipped into Aadhil’s car. Kissed him deep.
“Come behind.”

She leaned down — took him in her mouth. Slow, deliberate. Tongue working. Hands steady.
Aadhil groaned — head back.

She pulled off just enough to speak.
“Rohan is giving his shares to Vani. I badly wanted to cut Rohan  from my company. Hope you support me.”
Aadhil — breathing hard — nodded.

“I’m in for you.”

She smiled — went back to him. Finished slow. Swallowed.
Waited.

Thirty minutes later — papers arrived.

Rohan signed — transferring all shares to Vani.

Vani looked at Nivi.
“Look. He is real.”
Rohan stood — winked at Nivi.

“Maybe she got used to the roughest ones. So she didnt getting trust on me”
He left with Vani — arm around her waist.

Vani whispered to him in the corridor.

“Come tomorrow to the new house. Let me take leave.”
Rohan kissed her quick.
“Sure, darling.”

Evening .. Aadhil and Nivi parked their car in somewhere outstretch hidden from public view..… Aadhil fucked Nivi in the car (deep, brutal, her riding him in the backseat — controlling pace, extracting whispers about company deals, hidden accounts, old partners).



Nivi leaned against him — post-climax glow.

Nivi asked what are the conditions you imposed on signing us with my company..... 
Aadhil said nothing big.. I just entered a clause that profit should rout to Rohan's share.. 

Nivi asked him to route to her.. 

He said let's do it now.. The document is actually pending and Rohan had not signed it. Aadhil said we can start a fresh document.. He immediately made it ready.. Nivi visited Aadhil guest house for the first time.. for signing documents...

He signed and gave her the document.. He grabbed her for sex.. 

She said reserve it for tomorrow.. Tomorrow is going to be a special day.. 

She kissed him deep tongues tasting every corner.. 

“Come tomorrow to our house. Let’s have full blow sex.”
Aadhil grinned — kissed her deep.

“Anytime, my sweetheart.”
Both couples — satisfied for the day.
But the wives — already counting the intel.

Shares secured.
Secrets gathering.
Threads in their hands.
Quiet.
Steady.

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Chapter 80 – The Beach, Key & The Ride


The morning broke unusual — quiet, heavy.

Vani woke first. Kitchen lights low. Kettle on. Hands trembling as she measured tea leaves. Today’s agenda looped in her head: sex with Rohan, info extraction, trap, confrontation. Her fingers shook so hard the spoon clattered against the cup.
Nivi appeared in the doorway — robe loose, hair still sleep-mussed. Saw the tremble.

Without a word she walked to the drawer. Pulled out the small brass key — the duplicate for the secret passage.
“Come.”
Vani looked up. Eyes wide.
Nivi took her hand. Gentle but firm.
“Ride with me.”

They slipped out the side door. Car keys in Nivi’s pocket.

Nitin — on the balcony, coffee in hand — watched them leave. Car pulling away slow.
His stomach twisted.

Did Vani warn Nivi? About the affair? 
He couldn’t follow — Aara still asleep. But he waited. Phone in hand. Heart thudding.

The car headed south. City thinned. Sea air crept in.

They halted at a quiet stretch of beach — waves low, sun still pale.
Nivi killed the engine. Stepped out. Sand cool under bare feet.

“Speak out.”

Vani stayed in the passenger seat a moment. Then followed.
“Nothing… All these days we were involved in adultery. Now suddenly… this revenge. It feels wrong.”
Nivi turned to face the water.

“Are you panicking about revenging them… or feeling bad about missing the sex?”
Vani shot back — quick, defensive.

“No. Not that. What’s morally right with us to revenge them?”
Nivi exhaled slow. Looked at the horizon.

“Yes. We are flawed. We need to be punished. Let’s assume that way. Personally… I don’t want anyone to take me for granted. I hate being a puppet. That very thought drove me away from Prem. I loved him. I used to. To correct it… now if you ask me do I love him? I would say no. I love my stability. My choice. I had Prem, Aara — enough for longness. Rohan or Aadhil is temporary. But the very base seems to be an issue if I continue with them. They played with us. What if in a heat I left Prem or Aara? Do they intend to marry us? No. The secret paths. The sex. We’ve been fooled. I want to split sex and marriage life separate. I’m open for sex… but not for someone ruling over me. I need real control.”
She held up the key.

We need to take back control.. with so many lies. Rohan or Aadhil cant continue with us.. 

Im scared.. our marital life is enough for us... 

They both stayed idle for few minutes..


Nivi broke the silence.. 

Okay nothing to think much.. 

I have carefully unliked Rohan and Aadhil from my business and My husband unknowingly or unknowingly kept Rohan at distance with shares. 

Now the rest is dark secrets if any which they will share us.. just we need to record it for our safety...




Rohan or Aadhil being a business man wont risk that much for us. They calculate much before we do.. Its just we are lucky they didnt speak to each other and our game working...


“I locked the secret rooms. One more key set is with Aadhil and Rohan. Let’s throw this. Put an end. Start living back our life.”

Vani stared at the key. Then at the sea.
Nivi opened her palm.

Vani took it. Held it a second.
Then — together — they threw it.

The brass arced. Vanished into the foam.
Vani exhaled — long, shaky.
Clarity settling.

Nivi turned to her.
“Today’s sex is just to make sure they’ve left nothing that would chase us tomorrow. And the secret path… there is a drama. Do exactly what I say.”

She leaned close. Whispered in Vani’s ear.
Beach sound swallowed the words.

Vani’s eyes lit — small, dark smile.
“Poetic justice. For keeping us in the dark.”

They walked back to the car.
Nivi drove. Quiet now. Purposeful.

Parked at the house. Showed Vani the back way — narrow path to the side entrance.
Inside — she led her through the side paths. Hidden doors. Passageways.
Nitin — from the upstairs window — saw the car return. Saw them slip in the back.
His pulse quickened.

Something is about to happen.
He dared to catch them in the act.
Slipped downstairs. Hid in the hallway shadow.
Waited.

The house stayed silent.
But the air felt charged.
Like the last thread before it snaps.

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Chapter 81 – The Trap & The Dark Passage


Morning at the Prem's office — tension hidden under normalcy.
Nitin arrived with Prem — restless. Couldn’t sit idle. Knew something was coming. Felt it in his gut.
Prem pulled him into the conference room.
“Important client meet. Need you here. Stay focused.”
Nitin nodded — but his mind was elsewhere. Vani’s early morning exit with Nivi. The secret key. The car leaving.

Back at the house — quiet. Empty.

Rohan slipped in first — through the backyard secret pathway. 20 minutes ahead. Door clicked shut behind him.
Vani waited in Nitin’s bedroom — robe open. Smile slow.

They kissed each other for few minutes.. Rohan sensed Vani is turned on evern before.. Something was new that he could not name..

She pushed him onto the bed. Straddled him.
Rode him hard — hips rolling, controlling every inch.

Rohan groaned — pleasure raw.
Vani laughed low — breathy.

“Thank you… for supporting me. For the shares. Nivi’s ego shut down when you signed the transfer.”

Rohan laughed — smug.
“Anything for you.”

Vani leaned down — lips brushing his ear.
“Tell me… how you fooled Nivi right from the start. Please.”

Rohan paused — puzzled.

“Why now?”
Vani sat fully on him — took him deeper. Rocked slow.
“Please… darling. Tell me.”

Unbeknownst to him — tiny recorder in the headboard. Live. Capturing every word.
Rohan exhaled — ego stroked.

“Found the rift early. Prem never encouraged her talent. 


he was in pleasure yet he continued too.. tell the story behind...

Vani as planned didn't give him time to think...

He continued..

Prem Ignored her spark. I groomed her. Slow. Got details about her issues in college and multiple attempts on her.. 

Specially her college friend Aravind he is one of my companies VP.. 
i got to Knew her weak point…through him  that spot on her neck. 

Stimulated it. Broke her in Bangalore first time. 
Tricked Prem with delays — used Aravind to keep him diverted. 

They thought aravind was causing trouble no it was my careful orchestration.. 
Nivi was a fool i mean prem together the couple was fool to believe me…

Warned them off when needed. Lied when I had to. Not even a drop of truth slipped.”

For business now you are working with Vani. as my shares are transferred to you. I heard from the auditor that my principles in Prem companies are turned into shares.. So basically except your body i hold nothing that relates to Nivi..

Vani smiled — dark, satisfied.

“It’s action time. Enjoy me as much as you can.”

She rode harder. Faster. Let him lose himself.




Cut to Prem’s bedroom.

Nivi riding Aadhil — intense, relentless. 
Hips slamming down. Hands pinning his wrists.



Aadhil groaned — overwhelmed.

“What happened today? You feel different.”
Nivi leaned close — eyes fierce.
“I’m empowered, darling. I don’t know if I can have sex with you again. Gonna miss you.”

Aadhil tensed.
“What? Why?”
“Just a thought. Tell me… how you both did DP. 

Aadhil tensed did he said already, did he named? 
Nivi said no just said you both did thats the reason i agreed for Dp.

Aadhil blinked — wondered.

“You want to do it with Rohan?”

Nivi slapped his chest lightly — playful but sharp.
“No. I won’t touch others after you did to me.”
She winked. Just tell he said there are some issues to you faced.. Some ones name starts with aa

Aadhil said Aaashika 
Nivi yes she is




Nivi keep teasing him with her action in bed.. in cowgirl position she keeps smooching him.. like previously planned... and she is the master planner she know how to make him not to think mucher yet reveal details...


Nivi said.. I wonder how Rohan able to grind them with slowness. None can match your intensity darling.. She bend and kissed him on lips..

Aadhil — ego fed, guard down — spilled.
Everything. Kanmani’s approach.
The punishment fantasy. How they got the kick. 
Aashika’s night — The accident.

Even for Nivi how they  preplanned. The DP.  
Recorder in the nightstand — capturing it all.

Once done — Nivi turned to her back.
“Fuck me like you never gonna touch me again, darling. I’ll miss you.”




Aadhil started to warm up with Nivi in their style the way their intense chemistry used to be

She kissed him deep.

Aadhil took the lead...






Almost two hours — intense. Brutal. Sweaty. Nivi in control. Aadhil lost in it.

He came back again and again and they could not stop it...



She knows this was the best sex she had all over the time... 


Both couples — tired. Spent.

Nivi smiled — clicked a small remote. (unkown to Aadhil)

A horn-like noise echoed through the house — sharp, sudden.
Nivi urged — voice soft.

“Husband is back. Go into the secret pathway. Quick.”
Aadhil panicked — dressed fast. Slipped into the passage door.

Similarly — Vani to Rohan.
“Nitin  coming. Hide. Now.”

Rohan obeyed — into the dark path.
Bedrooms interconnected — secret passage dark. No lights.

Rohan walked — hit something. A body.
Aadhil’s voice — low, furious.
“You?”

Rohan froze.
They realized — trapped. Doors shut at both ends. Locked.

Inside — fury rising.
They pounded walls. Shouted.
No answer.

Meanwhile — at Prem’s office.
Prem — restless — called Nivi’s office line.
Staff: “All members on leave today. Rohan, Aadhil, Nivi, Vani.”
Prem’s doubt spiked.
He stood.
“I need to check something.”
Didn’t tell Nitin. Left alone.

Nitin — watching Prem leave — felt it.
This is the time. I should go home.

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Chapter 82 – The Slap & The Send-Off


Nivi and Vani stood in front of the mirror — sarees dbangd perfect, silk rustling soft. Gold jewelry catching light. 
Makeup flawless — kajal sharp, lips red. They looked like women who had already won.
Inside the secret passage — Rohan and Aadhil shouted. Pounded walls.
“Open it! Open it! Too dark!”

No sound escaped. Rohan’s engineer input — soundproofed months ago. For privacy. Now for their punishment.

Nivi stepped into the hall first. Vani followed. Calm. Regal.

Twenty minutes later — doors clicked open from outside. Vani did it as per Nivi’s order.
Rohan and Aadhil stormed out — disheveled, furious, blinking against sudden light.

Rohan — voice raised.
“Are you mad, Vani? Why did you do this?”

Aadhil — eyes on Nivi.
“Why? Why keep us in the dark?”

Nivi crossed arms — voice steady.

“You guys kept us in the dark about everything. Used us for sex. It was just twenty minutes for you in real dark. This is how we felt, right?”

Rohan stepped forward.
“Are you playing us?”

Vani snorted — sharp.
“Not like how you guys played!”

Nivi glanced at her — surprised, then proud.

Aadhil — low, dangerous.
“Stop all the dramas. What do you want?”

Nivi pulled out her phone. Played the recording.
Rohan’s voice filled the hall — clear, smug.

“Found the rift early… groomed her… weak point on her neck… tricked Prem with delays… used Aravind… lied when I had to…”

Vani played hers next.
Aadhil’s voice — ego loose.

“Kanmani’s approach… punishment fantasy… Aashika’s night… preplanned… the DP… the accident…”
Both men froze. Panic flashed.

Nivi tilted her head — casual.
“Vikram just needs this. Should I send it… or not?”
She paused.

How do you know about Vikram? Rohan and Aadhil asked in chorus..
Nivi laughed out loud… glad you remember that name… then we need to have a real deal…

It's a long story…
“You distanced us from our families. Took us for granted for sex. How many lies. How many backdoors?”
Why complicate our lives for sex…

Rohan smirked — bitter.

“You bitch. You act like you’re saints. You two had sex even today. If you cared about families you should have stopped it. Characterless bitches.”

Nivi laughed — cold, clear.

“When you sleep with multiple women even after marrying someone — you’re called Alpha. But when we have sex — we’re called bitch? Characterless bitch? 

Fuck you.”


She stepped closer.

“I don’t want anymore dramas. Let bygones be bygones. 

Just like you tricked us into sex using money and power… 

we tricked you into surrendering our business and cash with sex. That’s it.”

She looked at Aadhil.

“And Aadhil… I have no shame. I liked sex with you.”

A small smile.

“Now that’s it. No link between us. Heard?”
Rohan — jaw tight.

“Who has the secret keys?” Nivi asked

Vani answered.
Rohan has it and its In my room.
She fetched them. Handed the set to Nivi.
Nivi held them up.

“This secret key you guys used for affairs? This has to be thrown first.”
She tossed it high — toward the pillar.
Rohan lunged — hand shot out to stop her.
The key flew — landed in the mud pot decorating the pillar. Sank into soil.
Nivi frowned.

“Shit. Vani — when you find the key, just throw it. Like we threw one in the sea this morning.”
Vani nodded.

Nivi called Vani forward.
“Stand before Aadhil.”
Vani obeyed.
Nivi stood before Rohan.

Both women moved at once.
Nivi slapped Rohan — sharp, resounding.
Vani slapped Aadhil — same force.

“This is for taking us for granted. Trying to complicate our lives”

Nivi’s voice — steel.
“Now don’t look back. Get lost. We should not see you in companies anymore. Or we know how to shut it.”

Rohan snored back what?

Nivi recalled don't you know you transferred all your shares.. You very well know my husband just transferred your principals into shares. And even Aadhil gave up his affliction transfer to me a day back just after a sex in the car.. 

Now no business link with us.. Just a friendly good bye is needed. Or ready to face consequences from Vikram.. We clearly know we cannot offend you with power in your hand but Vikram can.. Should I …
Nivi know They wont cross check if she has link with Vikram or not she just used a infor from her husband to drive the result she want.

Rohan said Fine.. we are leaving okay.. Dont think it ends here you tricked us.

Nivi said oh no..  we did not do this.. Its a response for what you did..

You tricked us first for sex.. Linked business with it.
And we tricked you back for business linking sex with it..

Just role reversal.. In other words you tasted your own medicine..

Aadhil whatever i cant.. Vani came forward and slapped him.. 

Prem — already at the house — had parked far. Slipped in through the back path. Stood in the right-side shadow of the hall. He saw Vani Slapping..

Rohan came forward to raise his hand on vani.. 

Nivi interjected and slapped Rohan hard..

Nitin — arriving moments later — parked down the street. Entered from left side. Stood in the opposite shadow.
Both witnessed. The slaps

No more words just  get lost.. Never come near us or this house or company.. Everything is cleared right away.. Understand or i will she showed her mobile displaying Vikram name.. 

Aadhil said shit.. Rohan said its all because of you. You betrayed me leaked info..
Aadihl said you did same to me

Nivi said have you discussion outside not before our home…

Prem — heart pounding — felt pride swell. Nivi standing tall. Throwing them out. Protecting herself. Protecting Vani.

Nitin — same rush. Vani strong. No hesitation. Aadhil gone from her life.

Vani spoke final words.

“Don’t ever come to us. We both now stand for ourselves. For our families. Please respect us and go away.”

She paused.

Nivi interjected dont worry Vani.. 

They did get a good send-off.” (she hinted about sex marathon in both rooms)
Smirked..

Rohan and Aadhil who came through back door.  Left through the front door.
Cars started outside.
Drove away.

Prem and Nitin stayed hidden.
They didn’t know the “send-off” meant the sex — they thought its the slap…

But they knew one thing for sure…

Aadhil and Rohan were no more in their wives’ lives.
No more in the companies.

The air felt lighter.
The house is quiet again.
The unraveling — finally — reversed.

Nitin left first.. Prem is unaware that Nitin was there, so is Nitin.
Both went back to the office. 

They felt paece..

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No words for the excellence of the story

Truly amazing script writer and the proceedings of every update was excellent

the finest story  plot

Thanks a lot .. thanks for constantly supporting

[heygiwriter]

This is deep. Awesome. From a fantasy to introspect.

Thank you so much :)

[heygiwriter]

Great going dear writer.
Yesterday we saw Abhishek Sharma's fastest 50 
At this pace you outdid him in providing updates
Keep posting...

Thanks :)

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Chapter 83 – The Road & The Decision.


The car sneered along the coastal road — engine low, angry. Rohan gripped the wheel tight. Jaw locked. Eyes fixed ahead. He could not imagine anything other than their dismissal — two women they had fucked like they wished, now standing tall and throwing them out like yesterday’s trash.
The humiliation burned deeper than any slap.

A car overtook him fast. Swerved. Blocked the lane.
Rohan braked hard. Tires hissed.
Aadhil stepped out — face thunder.
Rohan got out. Slow.

Aadhil grabbed his shirt collar.
“What the fuck did you do? How did they know everything? You revealed us carelessly!”

Rohan smirked — cold.
“What have you done?”
Aadhil stepped back — realizing the mirror.

He blamed the women.
“They tricked us.”

Rohan’s smile thinned.
“Like they said… is that trick better than what we did?”

Aadhil exhaled — ragged.
“I don’t know where we got beaten.”

Rohan looked around — empty road, sea wind.
“Not here. Let’s go to my place.”

They drove in silence. No words. Just the hum of tires.
At Rohan’s apartment — dim lights, whiskey poured.
Rohan sat. Glass in hand.

“You asked where they beat us, right?”
Aadhil nodded.
“It’s when they got united… and we got separated.”
He leaned forward.

“Let me honestly admit… the moment you took Nivi in Cochin, I felt jealous. I stopped talking to you much. You did the same to me. Turned me to Vani.”
Aadhil stared at his drink.

“Vani and Nivi were never friends — as per our game. We kept them apart. But once our friendship cracked… they got back together. That’s where everything fell.”
Aadhil’s voice rose — sudden.

“No. We need to teach them. Whatever it takes. Fuck them again. Make them remember.”

Rohan smiled — tired.
“Fucking them is not punishment. They already fucked us. And Nivi shamelessly said she liked getting fucked by you — even after all the drama.”
He sipped.

“We’re missing a piece. They’re stronger than before.”
Aadhil leaned back.
“What do we do?”
Rohan set the glass down.

“We rethink. We cannot risk them. I’m not sure how they linked to Vikram now.”
Aadhil cursed low.
“Shit.”

Rohan patted his shoulder.
“I know you miss Nivi. But this cannot be undone.”

Aadhil looked away.
“What about you?”
Rohan’s smile was small.
“Vani is nothing to me. But when I was hurt by you and Nivi… she gave me pleasure. She rode me good today.”
He exhaled.


“Let’s agree they played smart. Won over us. We need to move to real business. Vikram branching his links — bypassing my intel. Nivi and Vani holding our statements recorded. We cannot risk anything.”
Aadhil stared at the floor.
“Is there no way?”

Rohan asked him how to get back to Nivi or punish her…
His facial reaction tells Rohan that Aadhil is angry not because of defeat it's because he misses Nivi.. Rohan knows he was in the same state as Aadhil.. 

Whatever it is .. said Rohan shook his head as no…

Thinking a lot we should have continued DP with Nivi and become quiet instead I reached Vani.. You seemed emotionally attached to Nivi.. which caused jealousy in me.. Which is why even the sex with Vani was okay.. I got attached to her emotionally.. 

“From my experience… unless Nivi and Vani cool down together, we don’t have a chance. We need to forget. Go in search of something new. Like we did in the last few years. Settle with whatever women we can get.”

Aadhil’s voice cracked — small.
“In short… you want me to forget Nivi.”
Rohan met his eyes.

“No other way. We’re in such a situation.”
Aadhil took a deep breath.

“Anyway… our girls are understanding. They gave a perfect send-off. The sex today.”
He smiled — faint, bitter.

“Okay. They won. Let’s keep our male ego aside and move on. I even find it odd and dirty to fight with women.”
Rohan nodded.

“Prem and Nitin… lucky bastards. Finally they own them.”
Aadhil laughed — short.

“Yes. Anyway… we cannot hold them long. Somewhere we could have left them. Let’s say this is that phase.”
They sipped beer in silence.

Aadhil stood.

“I’ll leave for Mumbai tomorrow.”
Rohan raised his glass.

“I’ll go back to Kerala for a few months. Take care of the export business in UK. Maybe we should not expect more.”
Aadhil nodded.

They clinked once.
Aadhil left.
Rohan sat alone — glass empty.
He completed formalities the next week — sold his remaining shares in Prem’s company quietly. Stayed low.

Deep inside — both Rohan and Aadhil — unsaid — wanted to come back.
But the scenarios had changed.
They couldn’t.

A good-bye from them — with a send-off they didn’t expect.
The road stretched ahead

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Chapter 84 – The Quiet Years & The Unspoken


Prem and Nitin decided — individually, silently — to bury the truth.
No conversation. No shared glance. Just a mutual, unspoken pact after what they witnessed in the hall.
The slaps. The recordings. The throw-out.

They saw their wives stand tall. That was enough.
One night — exactly the day Rohan sold his shares — Prem came home late. Nivi was in the kitchen, stirring tea.

He walked up behind her. Wrapped arms around her waist.
“Seems like Rohan exited your company… and mine.”

Nivi turned — acted surprised.
“What? How?”
Prem shrugged — casual.

“I don’t know. But that guy taught us a lesson in business.”
Nivi laughed — light.
“Yes… business.”

He caught her hand. Squeezed gently.
“From today, as your right hand left for unknown reasons… I’ll take you to office regularly. What say?”
Nivi smiled — soft.
“Yes, my husband.”

Prem looked at her — searching.
“Do you know why he left the business here?”
Nivi shrugged.

“It’s because he got better opportunity in Kerala. Couldn’t handle here.”
Prem smiled inside.
You seem protecting Vani very well.
He stayed silent.

Unaware of her DP. Unaware of any sort.
He initiated sex that night — gentle, familiar.
Nivi denied — soft.
“I need some time…”
Prem could not understand it.. it was too long they had a proper sex.. still he Kissed her forehead and said “Okay.”

But nivi didnt extend it.. she slowly warm back to Prem
Outings. Dinners. She took time for her bodyto get recovered.

4 Months later they had sex.. though she missed the intensity that she had with Aadhil
It was enough for her...

Nivi soon transferred her office — much bigger, new place. Fresh walls. New furniture. New air.
She wanted to forget everything.

More than Rohan — she could not forget Aadhil.
She sold the car — the one where they had sex in the backseat. Changed office — every corner remembered his intensity.
But the house… it kept reminding.

She changed color — white to beige. Changed cots. New sheets. New curtains.
Still — Aadhil never left her thoughts.
Business kept growing.

Vani turned into an individual businesswoman — pitched more clients. With Nivi, they grew bigger. Stronger.

One year later — Vani got pregnant.

Nivi took care of her — doctor visits, cravings, late-night talks.
One more year gone.
Vani delivered a baby boy.

Nivi and Vani struggled together seeing the newborn — tears, laughter, exhaustion.
Aara continued in hostel. Came on leave for the baby naming ceremony.

Prem and Nitin watched — no intention to dig truths out.
They were happy the family finally becoming family.

Prem looked at Nivi holding the baby — her face soft, peaceful.
Nitin looked at Vani breastfeeding — her eyes tired but glowing.

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Chapter 85 – The Open Finale.. (END)



The third year slipped in after Rohan and Aadhil exited — quiet, steady, almost gentle.

Business kept flourishing — not in a loud, flashy way, but in the slow, unstoppable manner of roots finding deeper soil. 


Prem and Nitin’s core companies had become anchors. 


They started building — not just profits, but permanence.

They broke ground on a much bigger house a sprawling villa in Chennai’s most happening pocket, elevated land in Alwarpet with views of the Bay on clear days and the city skyline at night. 

Floor-to-ceiling glass, open courtyards with water features, an infinity pool on the terrace that caught the sunrise over the Adyar River.


The current house — the one with the secret passages, the beige repaint that never fully erased memories, the changed cots — they decided to turn into commercial space.

 A boutique co-working hub aimed at women entrepreneurs. Nivi suggested the name: “Open Doors.” Prem agreed without knowing the meaning..


Even for the office they had their own buildings now — no more rented floors with echoes of old meetings. Prem’s company occupied the top four levels of a sleek new commercial block in T. Nagar.


Nitin’s operations anchored the east wing of the same complex. The women — Nivi and Vani — held shares, but smaller, strategic ones. Enough for influence, not control. The men never questioned it. The wives never pushed for more.


They celebrated back-to-back anniversaries — quiet dinners at home with fairy lights strung across the balcony, Aara blowing out candles on a cake shaped like a boat. 


Birthday parties turned lavish but warm: Aara’s ninth with a magician and pony rides by the pool, Vani’s son’s second with a small firecracker show that lit up the Chennai skyline.


Soon the duo — Prem and Nitin — became industry icons.

Invitations arrived thick and fast. Panel discussions. Cover stories in business magazines. Awards for “ethical entrepreneurship” and “family-business resilience.”

The pinnacle came when they were invited to give a keynote speech at a prestigious global industry event — the International Business Leadership Summit in Berlin, Germany. Theme: “Legacy & Leadership: Building Beyond the First Generation.”

It was a five-day affair — gala dinners, networking sessions, workshops. Prem and Nitin were scheduled for the main stage on day three.


They left Chennai together — business class, suits pressed, speeches rehearsed.
Back home, it practically left Vani and Nivi alone.

Prem and Nitin stood at the door — suitcases packed, boarding passes in hand. The Chennai villa felt vast behind them, the infinity pool still rippling from the morning breeze.

Prem leaned in — kissed Nivi on the forehead. Gentle. Familiar.
“Take care. We’ll be back in five days.”

Nitin did the same to Vani — a soft brush of lips.
“Call if you need anything.”


The wives smiled — calm, steady.

“We’ll be fine.”

The men left. Car pulled away. Airport-bound.



THAT NIGHT 

The villa was quiet in a way it hadn’t been for years. 

No husbands. No kids (Aara at boarding, Vani’s son asleep in the nursery). Just two women alone after a long time.

They sat on the terrace — wine glasses in hand, city lights below. No words needed at first. Just the sound of waves and distant traffic.





NEXT MORNING — Nivi’s phone buzzed.


Prem: “Boarded the connecting flight in evening. Quick client meet in Delhi. Love you.”

Nivi replied: “Okay. Safe flight. Proud of you both.”


Vani looked up from the floor — her son Nivas giggling, having urinated and playing in the puddle.

“Nivas is naughty,” she said. “See here… urinated and playing. Get me the mop. I’ll clean it.”


Nivi went to the storage closet. Pulled out the mop. 

Tried to rotate the head — old mechanism stuck. She twisted harder.


The head cracked. Snapped off. Flew across the room.


It hit the tall decorative pot on the pillar — the one they’d never fully emptied after that day.
The pot wobbled. Fell.


With a sharp crack — it shattered on the floor.

And the key — the secret key that had flown into the soil years ago — tumbled out. 
Brass glinting in the morning light.

Vani froze.

“That’s… the secret key.”

Nivi picked it up — turned it over in her palm.


“Won’t be needed then… and even now. In a month this place will be converted to commercial.”

Vani smiled — faint.

“Yes.”


She went into deep thought. Stared at the broken pot.

“Our life is good, right?” Vani asked quietly.

Nivi looked at her.


“Yes. Don’t think much after you see the key.”

Vani smiled — small, sad.

“Not again.”


Nivi continued — voice low.

“I struggled a lot to forget Aadhil. We both emotionally and physically connected. We didn’t share lovey-dovey languages.. Still I and aadhil had a connection… but it ended for good.”


Vani nodded.



Vani mind went to Rohan

“Rohan didn’t do any good either in sex… but I liked how he consoled me. How he emotionally helped me.”

She paused.


“Maybe if they hadn’t lied… we would have ended differently.”

Nivi looked out at the city.

“Maybe. But it’s those lies that made us bed them.”


Vani joked — light.

“Do you miss Aadhil?”

Nivi joked back.

“If you miss Rohan… I miss Aadhil as well.”

Their laughs faded.

Nivi’s voice turned serious.


“Stubborn… we did a lot to preserve the family. Yes, I loved the sex. Maybe we loved the new positions, the freedom, no judgments. But that alone is not enough for holding a family. Our husbands may lack it… but we need to turn them into our wish… than going toward them.”

Vani silently acknowledged.



“Even if we love sex… people will label our wish forbidden. They will slut-shame us.”

Never let our secret eat ourself.. Just be aware

Vani nodded...




NEXT DAY EVENING AT CHENNAI AIRPORT


Rohan and Aadhil waited at Chennai airport — connecting flight delayed.

Aadhil checked announcement there.

“Bad weather. Taking off only tomorrow noon.”

Rohan sighed.


“Let’s visit the penthouse. Rest for the day.”

On the way — Aadhil asked.


“Will Nivi be the same as past… or would she have forgiven us?”

Rohan glanced sideways.


“Why are you too attached to her?”

Aadhil shrugged.

“Won’t you fuck Vani if she says yes?”

Rohan didn’t answer immediately.


He wasn’t interested — but not against the idea.
Aadhil continued.

“Let’s plead with them. Apologize. Make them understand we did all that to get them.”

Rohan shook his head.


“That won’t work.”
Aadhil insisted.

“Just a try. For me.”
Rohan had never seen Aadhil — the arrogant one — plead like this.


“Okay. But what if Prem and Nitin are there?”
Rohan called his sources — quick check.


“Both out of town. Germany summit. Flight delays.”
Rohan exhaled.


“Let’s drive to the house. Which was our sex fort once.” Aadhil said



MEANWHILE SAME TIME AROUND

Prem called nivi their delhi meet ended and they are going for a connection flight


“We boarded. Flight’s on time now. Love you.”

Nivi smiled — happy about the award ceremony.

“Proud of you both. Safe journey.”



Prem and Nitin — in the lounge — smiled at each other.

“Our wives are rock solid.”

They boarded.



THE DOOR BELL

When Nivi cut the call — the doorbell rang.

Vani — in the hall — said:

“I’ll open.”

Nivi stopped her.

“No. You take care of baby . I’ll go.”
Vani shook her head.

“I just put him in bed.”


Both walked to the door — smiling.  They opened it.

Shocked.


Rohan and Aadhil stood there.

Words unspoken.

Nivi’s brain flooded — every sensual detail rushing back. Aadhil’s intensity. The car. The house. The control. The loss.


Vani felt the same — Rohan’s consolation. The emotional pull. The ride.

Vani spoke first — voice steady.

“Why are you…”

Rohan stepped forward — calm.


“We know you two hate us. We did all that to get you.”

Aadhil looked at Nivi.

“I missed you. I know I’m wrong. I should have…”

Nivi stopped him — hand raised.

“Nothing can be forgotten. Or forgiven.”

She turned. Went inside.

Came back — holding the secret key.

She threw it at them.

The key spiraled down — landed at their feet.


Aadhil and Rohan stared at it.

Nivi’s voice — quiet, final.

“The Answer is at your feet”

She closed the door.

Locked it.

The two men stood outside — key on the floor.  No one moved.  No one knocked again.

Inside — Nivi and Vani looked at each other and they shared a knowing smile...

Silence. The house stayed quiet. 

The decision already taken for their good.. they are stronger than ever and every one knows it

THE END

[heygiwriter]

THANK YOU ALL 

Thank you everyone who appreciated me — you've been a huge motivation to complete the story.


Some may like it, some may not. Some may have expected the story to travel along their own preferred path… but this is how I envisioned it.

Given the long story format, sometimes after writing a few chapters the direction might naturally change based on character evolution — but even then, it still went in the way I ultimately wanted to envision. Sometimes it depended on my mood, like considering the aftermath for the characters or feeling personal sympathy toward them.


For example: 
Initially, I planned to pair Rohan and Nivi, even rohan marrying nivi was a plan... but midway through, I wanted Prem to get something too. He hadn’t done anything wrong. Though in real life no one has control over others’ feelings, as an author I had that control… so I gave him Nivi back, even though she’s flawed.

To give her back to Prem, I needed Nivi to cut her emotional attachment to Rohan. So I introduced Aadhil — with him, Nivi shared a much deeper connection, which gave me a believable reason for the shift. Which become another challenge for me t o break the bond... so as a reaosn... I had to punish them through Nivi and Vani…

I learned a lot from you guys.

One thing I realised is that no author can satisfy every kind of audience.

With that said, I’ve come up with a few more story ideas and will start on them as soon as possible.


Regarding the open ending: I don’t have any plans for a Part 2 right now, but I wanted to at least leave it open-ended so people who wish can imagine the lead’s future from here.

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Epilogue 1: Possible outcome of Open ending  No 1

6 hours after the door lock..

Berlin Brandenburg Airport – Early morning local time (4:03 a.m. IST)

Prem and Nitin stepped off the red-eye flight, shoulders slumped from the long haul but minds sharp with the weight of what lay ahead. The arrivals corridor was quiet — fluorescent lights humming overhead, the faint metallic tang of jet fuel lingering on their jackets. They pulled out their phones in near-unison, a quiet ritual before the day’s business began.

Prem dialed Nivi first.

The ring echoed in his ear — one… two… three… four… five…

Chennai villa – 4:03 a.m. IST – Master Bedroom

The master bedroom was dim — moonlight filtering through half-open curtains, casting silver stripes across the tangled white sheets.
Nivi’s phone buzzed on the nightstand — Prem’s name flashing.

The ring went long — insistent, piercing the hushed room.
She reached for it — hand trembling slightly — and answered on the sixth ring.

Her voice was low, husky, words slurring with what sounded like exhaustion — or something more.
“Hey… you’re there already?”

Prem — warm, oblivious — “Yeah, just landed. Long flight.” A soft chuckle. “You sound half-asleep. Everything okay?”
A soft, breathy mmm escaped her — drawn out, almost a hum.

She bit her lip — hard — eyes squeezing shut for a second.
“I miss you,” Prem said, voice tender.

“Mhmmm… haaammm…” she moaned — the sound low, throaty, like a sleepy murmur.
Prem — slight confusion — “What’s that?”

“I’m sleepy… and I said I missss you…” she managed, voice trembling, breath catching oddly.
“Umma,” she whispered — a soft, sleepy kiss sound into the phone.

Prem chuckled — relieved, loving — “Umma. Sleep well, love.”
He hung up.

Nivi let the phone fall from her hand — clattering softly onto the sheet.

The camera zoomed out slowly — cinematic, deliberate — revealing the full scene.

She was naked — body glistening with sweat, legs spread wide.

Aadhil was above her — missionary, his long cock buried deep inside her pussy, hips pressed flush against hers.
He had been still during the call — but now, he thrust once — slow, deep.

They lip-locked hungrily — tongues devouring, her hands tangling in his hair.
“Miss me, baby?” he asked, voice rough against her mouth.

She smiled — breathless — “I just said I miss you… inside me.”
He grinned — thrust again, harder.

She smirked between the Umma was for you.. dont mistake it for him
She moaned — loud now, unrestrained.

I know baby.. once im in there is no look back...

Cut to second bedroom downstairs. – Same Time

Nitin dialed Vani.
The ring echoed.
Vani’s phone buzzed on the nightstand — Nitin’s name flashing.

She answered — voice even softer, almost a murmur.
“Hey love…”
Nitin — warm, tired — “Hey. We’re on the ground. How’s everything back home?”

Vani — sleepy, slurred — “Sleepy… no, I miisse you…”
Nitin — chuckling — “You sound gone. What are you doing?”

“Baby is crying… so I’m feeding him. Hear his slurps.”

She brought the phone closer to her breast — letting Nitin hear the soft, wet slurping sounds.
Nitin — smiling — “Aw… get some rest after. Miss you both. We’ll be back soon.”

“Miss you too…” She trailed off — a soft gasp escaping.
Click.

The phones went dark.
The camera zoomed out — slow, revealing.

Vani was naked — lying on her back, one breast exposed.
Rohan was sucking hungrily — lips sealed around her nipple, tongue swirling, drawing those soft slurps.
They shared a smile — wicked, intimate.

Phone cut.
She recalled last night.

Terrace Reflection – Flashback to Last Night

Door Closed -- 
Vani whispered first — voice raw.
“What if they take the key?”

Nivi looked out at the Bay — a faint smile curving her lips.
“They will. And they’ll enter from the back. After all… sex doesn’t lie. They know exactly what we want.”

She glanced toward the front door — remembering the brass key still lying where it fell — or where Aadhil picked it up without a word.

“The key itself is the answer,” Nivi continued quietly. 

“It opens our world back to pleasure whenever we choose. No front-door forgiveness. Just the back way in.”

Vani nodded — small and certain.

They shared a look — knowing, unapologetic.


(End of Epilogue 1 – Keys Taken – The back door remains open forever)

Epilogue 2: Possible outcome of Open ending No 2

[b]6 hours after the door lock..

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Berlin Brandenburg Airport – Early morning local time (4:03 a.m. IST)

Prem and Nitin stepped off the red-eye flight, shoulders heavy from the long journey but minds already turning toward home. The arrivals corridor was quiet — fluorescent lights humming softly overhead, the faint smell of jet fuel lingering in the air. They pulled out their phones in near-unison, a familiar ritual before the drive back to Chennai.
Prem dialed Nivi first.

The ring went long — five… six… seven…

Chennai villa – 4:03 a.m. IST – Master Bedroom

Moonlight filtered through the half-open curtains, casting gentle silver stripes across the bed.

Nivi lay on her side — wearing her usual cotton nightdress, one arm curled under the pillow, breathing slow and deep.
The phone buzzed on the nightstand — Prem’s name glowing on the screen.

She stirred — eyes fluttering open, still heavy with sleep.

Answered on the eighth ring — voice thick, groggy, barely above a whisper.
“Hey… you landed?”

Prem — warm, tired — “Yeah, just now. Long flight. You sound completely knocked out. Everything okay?”
Nivi — sleepy mumble — “Mmm… yes… just sleeping.”

A soft, drowsy mmm escaped her — long and lazy, the sound of someone drifting between dreams.
Prem chuckled quietly — “You’re really gone, huh? I miss you.”

“Mhmmm… haaammm…” she murmured — a low, half-formed hum, like someone talking in their sleep.
Prem — smiling through the phone — “What’s that? Still dreaming?”

“I’m sleepy… and I said I missss you…” she managed, words slurring together, trailing into another soft sigh.
“Umma,” she whispered — a small, sleepy kiss sound into the phone.

Prem — voice full of affection — “Umma. Sleep well, love. I’ll be home soon.”
He hung up.

Nivi let the phone slip from her hand — clattering softly onto the sheet.
She rolled over — pulled the blanket higher — and drifted back to sleep instantly.

The camera lingered for a moment — just her peaceful face, breathing even, no shadows, no secrets.

Cut to Vani Room – Same Time

Nitin dialed Vani.
The ring echoed.

Vani lay in bed — nightdress slightly askew, one arm cradling Nivas against her chest.
The baby was nursing — soft, rhythmic slurping sounds filling the quiet room.
Her phone buzzed — Nitin’s name flashing.

She shifted carefully — answered on the third ring — voice soft, sleepy.

“Hey love…”
Nitin — warm, tired — “Hey. We’re on the ground. How’s everything back home?”
Vani — voice gentle — “Sleepy… no, I miisse you…”

Nitin — chuckling — “You sound gone. What are you doing?”
“Baby is crying… so I’m feeding him. Hear his slurps.”

She brought the phone closer to her breast — letting Nitin hear the quiet, wet sounds of Nivas nursing.
Nitin — smiling through the phone — “Aw… give him a kiss from me. Miss you both. We’ll be back soon.”

“Miss you too…” She trailed off — a soft, tired sigh.
Click.

Phone cut.

She recalled last night.


After the door had closed 
Vani whispered first — voice raw, tired from the day.
“What if they take the key?”

Nivi looked out at the Bay — a faint smile curving her lips.

“They will. And they’ll stare at it all they want — key is damaged... it’s the final answer I gave them.”

Vani — confused — “Who damaged it?”

Nivi — calm, steady — “I did. Right after the door closed. I snapped it in half.  .”

They shared a meaningful smile — small, certain, unapologetic.
Nivi — quietly — “Broken. Useless. No way back in.”

Vani nodded — relief washing over her face.
They turned — walked back inside together.

The family stayed.
The secret ended.

(End of Epilogue 2 – Keys destroyed, family stayed)

[heygiwriter]

If you guys can interpret anything else from the open ending, please share here.

Let me see how it goes with your imagination :)

Just curious to see how far the imaginations can go — it can be the same as above or something completely new and different, based on your understanding of the characters or your expectations.

Once Again Thank you all

[heygiwriter]

Thanks for the invitation to the end

More over the world In the story plot is perfect pitch

Waiting for the next story line

My Next Story line

Next storyline: My next story is about a couple who got married after falling in love. They have a rags-to-riches journey. As the husband’s power and status increase, the number of women he gets involved with also goes up. Out of guilt and necessity, he decides to throw his wife into the adultery world.

The trick is: she is not sharp like Nivi, or even in the range of Vani. She is completely innocent and naive. Training her into a hotwife requires constant push and manipulation. But when she finally awakens, that’s when the story gets complicated.

This is the story of Mirna, the innocent, beautiful, lovely wife who loves her husband Vikram more than anything. Vikram’s cop friend Bharath and Manya coming into the picture complicates the aftermath. The story will be journey of Vikram.. it covers from his childhood to adulthood.. hence a lot characters travel with him.. those characters are important as story progress.

Will Mirna’s innocence be saved? Or will she rise above her fear? Will their love survive after all the tides hit?

The story will fall under Mature, Adultery, Cheating, Voyeur, manipulation, Love, and Romance. Also Thriller..

[heygiwriter]

It would be great if you pair rohan and nivi because cucky  prem want nivi to be happy. Do not make Nivi slut by gangbang or fucking other instead get married anf fucked by rohan only. Ad cucky part

Personally I'm not into Rohan and Nivi anymore .. as they lost it in middle. May be aadhli and nivi. They have natural connection .. i loved the angle prem doing it to maker her happy .. 

should he make it open like open relationship or he orchestrates it from back to make her fall again in affair.. in that case its like Epilogue 2 keys taken but broken.. Prem who wants to see her happy , orchestrates things that brings aadhil close to her for one full affair.