[heygiwriter]

Let your protagonist have some spine man.
Your story reflects the society at Large.. No accountability for women. They literally get away with almost anything.
Please show actions have consequences.
If you don't.. I will take this as subject and write a story.

please go ahead. but atleast wait untill i wrap up this story.

[heygiwriter]

Actually I want to say something.in your all stories husband is victim and outside person is hero and wife should be Always enjoy with outsider person.

I observe your all stories the conclusion will be like husband always red flower but wife Always got pleasure that's the thing.

Here also nikki enjoy with tarun and jay as usual red flower 

I want to break that pattern too, hence i made one story Malavika, but it needed more time.

[heygiwriter]

You can break it here too by not giving Nikita Jay at the end, she doesn't deserve him :) 

Just saying won't be apt but she truly adamant on leaving him since the beginning of this story and it also feels she is the one who truly never understood Jay, not the other way round. Even Sharmi knows him too well now....

I have already envisioned how it will end. but they will go through sea of emotions in middle of sex.

[heygiwriter]

Hey man updates are great. You have put in lot of efforts, big appreciation for this whirlwind of updates. Opinions aside you have progressed story in quick phase after your short break.

Thanks i could see many waited for episodes, want to honor my readers who waited and checked here every time. Im always greatful to you all :) for taking time to appreciate me also criticize me , sometimes it do shapes me as a story teller

[heygiwriter]

He was just expressing himself. Don't be so hard on him. 


You can ignore such comments like you ignore others (specially who want to carry forward the story as per their interest).

I know he is my regular reader :)

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 82: Tears that tells the truth

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Nikitha sat on the edge of the luxurious hotel bed, her mind in complete chaos.

She had tried so hard to convince herself that she was moving on. That leaving Jay was the right choice. That Tharun’s warmth and attention were what she needed.

But the image she had witnessed just minutes ago kept flashing before her eyes — Sharmi pushing Jay into the room, her hand over his mouth, the door closing with a soft click. It looked intimate. It looked like they were already comfortable with each other. Like a couple who had been in a long, secret affair.
The audacity of it hurt.

Why didn’t Jay stop her? Why didn’t he stop me from going with Tharun?
She had expected him to fight. To reach out. To show some sign that he still cared. But he had stayed silent. He hadn’t called her after she left. He hadn’t come to the hostel. And now he was letting Sharmi get so close.

Tears welled up in her eyes.
If this is what he wants… then let it be. Why should I suffer?

But the truth crashed over her like a wave.
Damn it… did I love him so much that it hurts this badly?

The tears flowed freely now. She tried to hold them back, but they kept coming.
Tharun, who had been unpacking quietly, noticed immediately. He walked over and sat beside her, concern etched on his face.
“Nikki… what happened? Why are you crying?”

She didn’t answer. She couldn’t. The sobs grew stronger.
Tharun didn’t push. He simply pulled her gently into his arms, letting her rest her head on his chest. His embrace was warm, steady, and comforting — exactly what she needed in that moment.

“Cry as much as you want,” he whispered softly, stroking her hair. “I’m here.”
Almost twenty minutes passed in silence, broken only by her quiet sobs. Tharun held her patiently, not asking questions, just offering his presence.
When the tears finally slowed, he gently lifted her chin.

“What happened to you?” he asked softly.
Nikitha’s voice was hoarse, broken.
“Looks like… my husband is with another woman now. And he seems to have chosen her.”

Tharun’s expression softened with understanding.
“You mean… with that friend you mentioned earlier?”
She nodded, fresh tears spilling.

Tharun pulled her closer, hugging her tightly.
“Then you should move on too… when he can move on.”
She shook her head against his chest.

“All these days I pretended I didn’t love him. It looks like I cheated myself by telling that lie. Every time he steps away, my heart hurts. I didn’t know how deeply I still loved him. But lately, when I finally realized it… he kept deviating from me. He kept disappointing me. Earlier, when I neglected him, he used to challenge me that he will prove i loved him.. But when i realise, he seemed to be choosen someone else now… I realized he has moved away from me.”


Tharun held her in silence for a long moment, his hand gently rubbing her back.

He was happy inside — the only real block in his path seemed to have removed itself. He didn’t know who her husband truly was, but he was grateful the man had chosen someone else.

He spoke calmly, his voice full of quiet assurance.

“Nikki… I know this will be hard for you. But this is the reality as well. My arms and my heart are always open for you. Get yourself together. I’m glad Sharmi chose to stay in a different room with Jay… otherwise you wouldn’t have come to me to vent it out. I didn’t know how long you had stocked inside your.. you needed me this much since the trip started. Now I realize why you wanted to stay with me from the flight onwards.”

They stayed like that for another ten minutes — Tharun holding her, Nikitha slowly calming down in his embrace.

Meanwhile – In the Other Room


Thirty minutes earlier.

Sharmi fell onto the bed with a heavy thud, her hand pressed against her burning cheek. Her vision started blurring as the room spun around her. The slap from Jay had been hard — not just physically, but emotionally devastating.

Her eyes fluttered, struggling to stay open. The world grew hazy, colors blending into darkness.
She was fainting.

Jay stood over her, breathing heavily, his anger still simmering. 
But even in his rage, a flicker of regret crossed his face as he saw her losing consciousness.

The storm inside the room had reached its peak — and Sharmi was the one caught in its eye.

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Chapter 83: Fainting & Fractured Trust

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Jay’s anger vanished the moment Sharmi collapsed.

“Sharmi!” he shouted, rushing to her side. He tried shaking her gently, calling her name repeatedly, but she remained unconscious, her face pale and her breathing shallow.

Panic surged through him.

What have I done?

He couldn’t let Tharun or Nikitha know about this — not right now. Not after everything that had already happened. He quickly stepped out of the room, rushed to the reception, and lied without hesitation.

“My wife… she suddenly fainted. Please send a doctor immediately.”
The hotel staff acted fast. Within five minutes, a doctor arrived at the room.

Jay waited anxiously in the lobby, his mind racing with guilt and fear. When the doctor finally emerged, he gave a reassuring nod.

“She’s all right,” the doctor said. “It was most likely a stress-induced faint. Her pulse, blood pressure, and pupils are normal. Nothing serious. She’s just weak and emotionally exhausted. Let her rest. She’ll probably sleep for a while. Don’t force her to stay awake. Keep an eye on her, and if she develops a severe headache, repeated vomiting, confusion, or doesn’t wake normally, bring her to the hospital immediately.”

Jay thanked the doctor and returned to the room. Sharmi was now in a deep, natural sleep — her body finally giving in after the emotional storm.
He gently elevated her legs with a pillow and covered her with a light blanket. Then he sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her pale face, regret heavy in his chest.

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Morning – The Meeting Call

Exactly at 8:30 AM, Tharun and Nikitha stepped out of their room, dressed and ready for the important meeting with Dhruv.
Tharun stayed calm and controlled to bring Nikki out of the pain. 

His assurance had got her back from the colossal pain, she decided to face the reality like Tharun wanted. 
She decided to think about her choice, after the important meet. But she know she had choosen already, 

The choice is not about choosing Tharun, 
its primarily about choosing to leave Jay once for all. 

and let Jay live his life. 

Tharun and Nikitha reached the Jay room and They knocked on Jay’s door.

Jay opened it slightly, blocking most of the view. Sharmi was still sleeping peacefully on the bed behind him, legs elevated.
 “Is this meeting mandatory for all of us? We’ll join the next one if needed.”
“She’s taking rest,” Jay said quietly.

The visual was final blow to whatever Nikitha got inside her head.
She could not see the image out there. 
She just pretended to not see and turned her head away. 

Tharun looked at him for a moment, then glanced inside briefly.
“You guys are forgetting the purpose of why we came here,” 


Then with a disappointed tone, he said  “Let’s go.” Nikki. 

Tharun turned and walked toward the elevator with Nikitha. 
Jay stood at the door for a second, then closed it gently.

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In the Car

Tharun took one of the company cars and started driving toward the meeting venue. 
Nikitha sat in the passenger seat, files and documents on her lap.

She prepared herself to shift her full focus on work and kept herself distracted. 
After a few minutes of silence, Tharun suddenly chuckled.

Nikitha turned to him, confused. “Why are you laughing?”
Tharun shook his head, still smiling.

“See… Jay and Sharmi. They might have had a wild time as soon as we reached the hotel. I got a glimpse of how soundly she was sleeping. Looks like they had some fun.”

Nikitha’s peace faded instantly. Her heart turned to stone. The casual joke hit her like a punch. She looked out the window, her mind spiraling.
The image of Sharmi closing Jays mouth with her hand and the door shut, still fills her mind. 

The behavioral pattern she had witnessed - his silence, his withdrawal, now this - made her question everything.
The jealousy, the pain, and the confusion mixed into a heavy knot in her chest.

The car continued toward the meeting, but inside, Nikitha felt like she was breaking all over again.

[heygiwriter]

after reading this update Mr.writer can you tell me how many  episodes are left for the story  complete??

Actually I am sorry I don't want to read this story here now on wards but I want the story climax so that's why I am asking how many episodes are left?? 

Otherwise can you tell me how many days you want to complete the story because after reading the climax then I will decide whether to study the previous updates or not 

Once again I am sorry for being like this 

i cannot let you know the exact story timeline, because its a ongoing process. and regaridng the ending. I cannot tell you as it would make audience loose interest

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 84: Fainted Hearts & Fragile Truths

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Sharmi woke up slowly, her head throbbing with a dull ache. The first thing she saw was Jay sitting near the bed, his face etched with worry and guilt. The memories rushed back — the argument, his anger, the sharp sting of his slap.

She sat up with surprising energy, her eyes blazing.
Before Jay could react, Sharmi’s hand flew across his face with a loud slap.

“How dare you!” 

she shouted, voice shaking with fury. “Who gave you the right to touch me? You slapped me for what?”

Jay’s head jerked to the side. He touched his stinging cheek, regret flooding his eyes instantly.

“Sharmi… I’m sorry,” he said quickly, trying to calm her. “I panicked when you fainted. It was a moment of impulse. I lost myself.”
Sharmi stood up, breathing heavily, still furious.

“I Seriously look down on people who use violence to control others,” she said, voice trembling.
“You acted strange with me, and you think any reason would justifies it?”

Jay looked down, ashamed. “You acted strange with me too, unwantedly poked into my personal… but that’s no excuse. I’m truly sorry.”

Jay looked at Sharmi, she was still buring with rage, He know he is at full fault, he could not have used his hand, he could have spoke in words. 

He fell to his knees in front of her, head bowed.

“I panicked the moment you fainted. It was an impulse. I lost control. Please forgive me.”

Sharmi looked at him for a long moment, her anger slowly softening as she saw the genuine remorse in his eyes. She sat back on the bed, exhaling deeply.

“In this world, every wrong thing happens because of a moment of impulse,” 


Impulse had destroyed happiness and families, imagine what if something worse happens to me because of your impulse, will yuo answer my family?

Jay fears the worst imagining the scenario, he drops his head down in shame. The sight was bit unberable for Sharmi. 

she said quietly. “You need to practice controlling your anger. Please stand up. I had given you a bigger place in my heart — as a friend and mentor. Seeing you like this… it hurts.”

Jay stood up slowly, still ashamed.
Sharmi glanced at the clock. It was already 10 AM.

“Did we miss the meeting?” she asked.
Jay nodded. “Yes. You slept for a long time. I was waiting for you to recover. When you didn’t wake up, I told them you were ill and taking rest. They went ahead.”

Sharmi looked disappointed, but she also felt partly responsible. Her “cupid tricks” had been backfiring ever since the flight. She decided, in that moment, to stop pushing so aggressively and rethink her strategy.

Jay hesitated, then asked carefully, “Why are you doing all this? How did you know Nikitha and I are a couple?”
Sharmi looked at him for a long moment.

“I’ll tell you,” she said. “But first, let’s have breakfast. I still feel weak… and you probably haven’t eaten either.”
Jay shook his head. “I’m not hungry.”

But Sharmi stood up, pulling him gently by the arm.
“Come on. We need to talk properly. And you need food.”

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Breakfast at the Hotel Restaurant
They went down to the attached restaurant. The morning crowd was light. They sat at a quiet corner table. Sharmi ordered light breakfast — toast, fruits, and coffee. Jay barely touched his plate.

After a few minutes of silence, Sharmi spoke.

“I found out by accident,” she said quietly. “I saw Nikitha’s saree in your room. The way you two behave… the care, the distance, the way you look at each other when you think no one is watching. It didn’t add up with the ‘separate spouses abroad’ story. Then I found the wedding photo on your phone when I borrowed it.”

Jay froze, his face turning pale.
Sharmi continued gently.

“I don’t know the full story yet. But I can see both of you are hurting. I wanted to help… that’s why I was pushing. I thought jealousy might make Nikitha realize what she’s losing. But I see now… it’s more complicated than that.”

Jay looked down at his plate, voice heavy.
“You don’t know everything, Sharmi. Please… don’t tell anyone. Not yet.”

Sharmi nodded.

“I won’t. But you both need to talk. Properly. Before it’s too late.”
The breakfast continued in heavy silence, both lost in their own thoughts.

Will the truth come out in time?
Will Sharmi rework her strategy?
The answers would have to wait.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 85: The Price of Trust

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Tharun and Nikitha entered the luxurious hotel where Dhruv was staying. They waited in the elegant lobby, going over key points that could help them win the deal. Tharun was focused, professional, and calm. Nikitha tried to match his energy, but her mind kept drifting back to the morning’s events.

The secretary soon informed them that Dhruv was ready.

They were led to a private suite. Opposite to what they had imagined, Dhruv was a charming man in his early 30s — sharp features, easy smile, and an air of quiet power. He listened patiently as they gave a brief introduction about themselves and the company.

Dhruv’s eyes occasionally lingered on Nikitha a little too long. She noticed it. A strange, uncomfortable feeling settled in her stomach. Tharun didn’t miss it either.

After nearly an hour of discussion, Dhruv leaned back with a smile.
“Tharun, let me be honest. Why should I give you this opportunity?”
Tharun presented the larger benefits, but Dhruv waved it off.

“I already have surplus benefits from others.”
He then stood up.
“Come with me for a walk.”

He led Tharun to a private balcony, leaving Nikitha alone in the suite.

Once they were outside, Dhruv pulled out his phone and showed Tharun a video. It was from a private club run by his brother Aditya — young, influential people in exclusive circles. In the video, a man was with his girlfriend in a very intimate, explicit situation.

Dhruv smiled casually. 

“Hope you understand. My empire also has such clubs — much younger, more exclusive. If you go the straight paper route, it will take a long time. But by joining my circle, you reach faster. But we cant take any one there, we need to have trust on them, to trust them we need something exclusively that get displayed there, its intimacy of the couple, its a kind of thrill. We wont touch them unless or until the womens are really interested in others. Thats their freedom. 

I believe the lady who came with you is your girlfriend?”

Tharun nodded. “Yes.”

Dhruv smiled. “Speak with her. We have a club introduction next week. Maybe you should join.”
Tharun’s expression remained calm, but his jaw tightened.

When they returned to the suite, Dhruv looked at Nikitha with a charming smile.
“Nikki, I’m expecting you to join us next week. We will grow together.”

Tharun stepped forward before Nikitha could respond.
“Sorry, Dhruv. We are not taking this.”
Nikitha was shocked.

Dhruv raised an eyebrow. “Looks like you’re confused. Maybe I’ll share the video — no one will touch their girlfriends. I can assure that. It’s just exhibition to gain our trust.”

Tharun’s voice was firm. “Not necessary, sir. Thank you.”
He took Nikitha’s hand and walked out, pulling her gently but decisively.

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In the Car

They sat in silence for a few minutes as Tharun drove.
Finally, Nikitha asked, “What happened?”

Tharun explained everything — the video, the club, the expectation.

Nikitha looked at him, surprised. She wanted to know more, it was a rare chance, getting his deal, why would he not t ake short route, or atleast ask her? she was just curious to read his mind, she asked.  “He assures that they won’t touch me. Indirectly… would you still not want it?”

Tharun glanced at her, then back at the road.

“I’m not someone who would allow my wife or girlfriend to be treated as an object in front of others. It’s not necessary to entertain business in that way. I’m not that kind of person.”

Nikitha said, fine i understood, but wont you even try through direct paper methods?

Tharun reply was sharp, not necessary, we should not even stay in touch with such people even in direct methods. 

Nikitha looked at him for a long moment. Tharun had been her savior for weeks — emotionally and physically. 
His words touched something deep inside her.

Tharun continued, trying to lighten the mood.
“Let’s take a break. Maybe we should go for a movie. See… Jay and Sharmi might be having a great time in bed. I’m not lucky like him. At least let me spend some time with you.”

Her face dropped the moment she heard Jay’s name.
Tharun noticed the sudden change.

“What do you think about your husband when I say movies?” he asked gently. “See, you should move on and live your own life. Just hope your friend will take care of your husband going forward.  Don’t spoil your mind and mood for people who don’t want to consider you. If you want to consider someone… consider the person who wants to be with you. Like me.”

Hearing that, Nikitha was now determined not to spoil her mind for people who didn’t value her. 
Yet her heart still ached at the mention of Jay’s name.

She opened her mouth after a long mental struggle.
“What movie are you taking me to?”

Tharun smiled, surprised but pleased.

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Meanwhile – At the Hotel

Jay and Sharmi were in their room. Sharmi was explaining her original plan — how she had designed the refreshment program games to make Jay and Nikitha leader and companion, hoping to bring out their love.

Jay listened, stunned. Then, with genuine emotion, he hugged her tightly — like a true friend.
“Thank you,” he whispered. “For trying to help me, i acted rashly without even knowing the full detail. .”

You know what only because of theat refreshment program i got a ray of hope, but didn't know i would face a obstacle in name of letter. 
Sharmi smiled, happy for him.

She then said, “I was planning something real big next…”
Jay nodded. “I’ll join you if needed. Consider i'm already in.”

Unbeknownst to them, Nikitha had already deviated much further than they thought.
As the empty cinema hall welcomed Nikki and Tharun, a new chapter of complicated choices was beginning.

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Chapter 86: Shadows in the Dark

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The theater was dimly lit, the large screen flickering with scenes that meant nothing to Nikitha. The surround sound and occasional laughter from the audience felt distant, like echoes from another world. Physically, she was sitting beside Tharun in the comfortable recliner seats they had chosen in the back row for privacy. Mentally, she was miles away — trapped in memories and questions that refused to let go.

Why did you challenge me, Jay? You told me I loved you. You said you loved me. And now… you’ve won. I realize it now. I have loved you all along. Even through the fights, the distance, the pain… I loved you.

Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as the realization hit her harder than ever before.

But why were you so uncertain? Why couldn’t you just stick to me? Why couldn’t you be there when I needed you the most? How could you choose Sharmi so suddenly? Couldn’t you wait for me to realize? When we hadn’t even figured out what we had in store for each other… how could you let her in? You had sex with her in the morning… doesn’t that shame you? Or… have you started loving her?

The thought twisted like a knife. She felt her chest tighten, her breathing shallow.
Okay… if this is what you want, then I’ll let you go.

A single tear slipped down her cheek.

Suddenly, a warm, strong hand gently tightened around hers. Tharun. He leaned closer, his voice a low, soothing murmur in the dark.
“I know you’re not watching the film,” he whispered, his breath warm against her ear. “Just lay your head on my shoulder. I’ll hold you until you shed everything.”

Nikitha’s heart stuttered. The emotional support — so patient, so steady — hit her like a wave. In that moment, Tharun felt like an anchor in the storm she had created for herself. She hesitated for only a second before slowly resting her head on his shoulder. His arm came around her gently, pulling her closer, protective and warm.

For a long moment, they stayed like that. Then she whispered, voice barely audible over the movie’s soundtrack.
“Tharun… why are you so good to me?”

He turned his head slightly, his lips brushing her temple.

“Because I love you, Nikki. Because I want you in my life. Because I’m ready to take any risk for you.” His voice dropped lower, filled with quiet intensity. “I’m ready to be your shield, even now. I want to hold you tighter… bring my arms around you… kiss your forehead to ease your pain… give you assurance… kiss your lips to shower my love… kiss you in places you don’t expect, just to distract you from all your worries and sorrow… and make you feel I’m the only destination you have.”

He paused, his breath warm against her skin.

“But you tied my hands with your boundaries. Without you asking… I cannot let myself give you any sort of kisses or touches.”

Nikitha stayed still, her heart racing. The internal conflict raged — Jay’s face flashing in her mind, mixed with the safety and desire Tharun offered. Finally, with a shaky breath and a voice barely above a whisper, she said:

“Ease my pain… 
distract me… 
Tharun… 

He looked at her, he knows the meaning, yet he waited for straight call.

Nikitha left the word with voice low..

Kiss me.”


Tharun didn’t hesitate. He gently lifted her chin with two fingers, turning her face toward him. Their eyes met in the flickering light of the screen — hers vulnerable and conflicted, his dark with restrained hunger and genuine care.


He lowered his head slowly, giving her every chance to pull away. When their lips met, it was soft at first — tender, almost reverent. But the moment she parted her lips, the kiss deepened. His tongue slipped in, tasting her slowly, savoring her. Nikitha let out a soft, involuntary moan into his mouth as the kiss grew hungrier, wetter, more desperate.

Tharun’s hand slid down her neck, tracing her collarbone, then lower. He cupped one of her full breasts through the thin fabric of her top, squeezing gently. His thumb brushed over her hardening nipple, drawing a sharp gasp from her. He broke the kiss only to trail his mouth down her jaw, then lower, burying his face in the soft valley between her breasts. He kissed the exposed skin there.  Nikitha arched into him, one hand gripping his hair, the other clutching his shoulder as soft, needy whimpers escaped her lips.

“Tharun…” she breathed, voice trembling with pleasure and guilt.

Then he returned to her lips, kissing her wildly — deep, open-mouthed, tongues tangling with raw need. The theater’s darkness hid them, but the risk only made it more intense. Their breathing was ragged, bodies pressed close, hands roaming with growing urgency.


For those stolen minutes, Nikitha let herself drown in him — in the distraction, in the pleasure, in the feeling of being wanted so completely.
But even as Tharun’s mouth claimed hers again and again, a part of her heart still ached for the man she had left behind. She broke the kiss, Tharun looked at her puzzling.. Nikitha said i still need to confirm few more things will you wait for me.. 

He said yes. Nikitha let her head lay on his shoulder, she had already decided her decision to move on. With one last confirmation.. for herself to see. 

[heygiwriter]

Don't start this exhibition office bullshit. Earlier it was Aaditya, now his brother. If you are so much interested in these kind of things, then re-start last story. Don't kill this one.

This part ruined last story. So don't bring other characters in same manner here.


And don't give that same pathetic excuse like he was testing them and bla bla......

You clearly mentioned it many time that you will not introduce new character in this story. It will be a 4 - 5 character story.


This is may genuine feedback. 


Rest is upto you.

I think you instantly commented as soon as you read that word. 

The character Dhruv ended in the same chapter, when my character Tharun said he dont need to do a business of that kind. 

Not necessary was his point.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 87: Unmasking and Unraveling

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Sharmi sat across from Jay in a quiet corner of the hotel lounge, her voice low but determined.

“I guess the jealousy game is kind of backfiring,” she admitted. “So my next plan is to make her realize her love for you. But first, we need to unmask the person who wrote that letter to HR.”

Jay looked at her, surprised. “Do you know who it was?”

“I almost figured it out,” Sharmi said, leaning forward. “Four people had gone to that floor that night. Two of them were couples. The other two said they went to take their belongings. One of them had kept something there. But the details of the masked man still don’t match any of the four. It was definitely an insider job.”

She paused, studying his face.

“By the way… you have never told me the full story of you and Nikitha. I want to know why you ended up like this.”
Jay took a deep breath. For the first time in a long while, he let the walls come down.
He told her everything.

How Nikitha had been pushed by her cruel stepmother into a marriage she didn’t want. How his own lover had abandoned him at the temple. How Nikitha, desperate and running for her life, had burst into that same temple and pleaded for his help. How, in the chaos, they had ended up married on the spot — a temporary escape for both of them.

“We started this life out of convenience,” Jay said quietly. “But we lived like friends. Yes, we had sex… but we treated it like friends with benefits. Only later did I realize I had always loved her. To her, she expected more from me. Somewhere, I missed it. I failed to show her. Now we stand here… broken.”

Sharmi listened without interrupting, her eyes soft with understanding.

“I was challenged to prove my love — and her love for me,” Jay continued, voice heavy. “But I couldn’t do anything. Thanks to you… at least in that cloud of disadvantages, one day literally brought us together. She might have witnessed how much she still loves me. I wish you had come into our lives earlier.”

Sharmi reached out and held his hand gently.

“Better late than never,” she said softly. “See, I saw the time — it’s already 5 PM. They should have come back by noon. No news of them?”
Jay’s jaw tightened. “The fear of someone getting closer to my wife always kills me. And that Tharun… he has kissed her multiple times now.”
Sharmi asked carefully, “Does that trouble you? How are you so contained?”

Jay gave a bitter smile. “It’s tough. Only I know the pain. Initially, I thought she was just revenging me by getting closer or having a temporary fling. I was ready to allow it… but looking at how they are emotionally getting tangled, I blamed myself for not speaking at the right time and stopping it.”

Sharmi nodded. “Yes, your biggest problem is that you never speak at the right time. You should have told her the letter wasn’t yours and that you would find the culprit once things calmed down. She would have seen your sacrifices. Instead, you kept her clueless.”
She squeezed his hand.

She continued lets do one thing, 
“Let me book a room for you. Move your things there. 

Once Niki is back, I’ll have a word with her and get to know her mental state. 

After dinner, i will have a word with her. i will lead her to your room.. she might be surprised..  Just fall at her feet like you did with me. Speak openly. This is the first thing you should do. Dont worry about Tharun knowing your and nikitha secret, he is the first one who should know she is yours. 

Lets make it a surprise.. lets not reveal the room trick.

Jay shook his head slowly.

Sharmi laughed lightly.

Then she had this strange question which bothered her she asked it. Dont feel bad, just im curious, i have seen Nikitha and Tharun were little initimate before... will you take Niki if she got into affair now? or In case she had sex with Tharun sometimes back… or today… what will you do? Will you still accept her?”

Jay looked at her with quiet pain and conviction.
“It doesn’t matter. Its just physical.. I just need her love. But I trust she won’t go that far. She’s just confused. Im sure about that Tonight we will get clarity, and she will know things.”

Jay said with smile. “Just make sure Niki doesn’t stay at his room. The rest, I will take care.”

They both laughed — a small, hopeful sound in the middle of the storm.

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Meanwhile – At the Theater

The final credits rolled, but Nikitha and Tharun barely noticed.

Their last kiss had been wild — deep, hungry, and completely lost in each other. Tharun’s hand had slipped under her top again, caressing her breasts while their tongues danced passionately. Soft moans had escaped between them, muffled only by the closing music of the film.

When they finally broke apart, both were flushed and breathing hard. Only then did they realize , the theatre was empty.. some people would have starred at them. while leaving through door. 

With shame covering their faces, they quickly gathered their things and left the theater, avoiding eye contact with anyone.

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Chapter 88: Silent Comparisons and Hidden Plans

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The car ride back to the hotel was quiet, the Mumbai evening lights blurring past the windows. Nikitha sat in the backseat, staring out at the passing city, completely lost in her thoughts.


She found herself comparing the two men who now occupied her heart and mind.
Jay’s recent behavior felt odd — distant yet strangely attentive in ways she hadn’t expected. He was no longer the man who once took her for granted. Meanwhile, Tharun, who had first appeared as someone driven purely by lust and physical need, had consistently given her the emotional comfort she craved. She remembered asking him once, “Why are you so good to me, Tharun?”

His answer had been simple and direct:
“Because I love you. I need you in my life.”
It should have been enough. Yet her heart kept wandering back.

When she had been in that temple with nowhere to go.. it was Jay who had quietly found her, protected her, and taken care of her without ever asking for anything in return. He hadn’t said “I love you” in flowery words. He had simply been there — selfless, silent, steady. Tharun’s answer, as sweet as it was, somehow made Jay’s love feel even more profound in comparison. It stood apart. Pure. Wordless.

She also remembered Jay’s painful words from weeks ago: “Everything was fine until I fell in love.”

But she also knew she couldn’t lead a life full of uncertainty anymore. She couldn’t bear watching too many women occupy the place that once belonged to her — first Anjali, now Sharmi. The image of Sharmi caring for Jay, havin sex with him in his bed in the morning, flashed in her mind.

For all the good Jay did for me… maybe he deserves a peaceful life. At least with Sharmi. She’s young, cheerful, and she knows his character. If she knows our full story…which Jay never said to Anjali, it means... maybe Jay already chosen her close. A true alternate to me.

A quiet resolve settled in her chest.
If this is what he wants… I’ll let him go.

She wouldn’t return to the hotel room and see them together again.
The thought alone made her stomach twist.

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Meanwhile – At the Hotel

Meanwhile, back at the hotel, Sharmi was busy decorating their assigned room. She had bought a small chocolate cake and placed it neatly in the fridge. Fresh flowers and a few handwritten notes were arranged thoughtfully on the table. Her plan was simple but bold.

Let Nikki and Tharun finish their serious business discussions. I’ll take Nikki out for a walk later, read her mood, and gently push her back to her room. By 9:30 PM, I’ll knock for dinner. When Nikki walks behind Tharun in the corridor, Jay will suddenly pull her into our room, lock the door, and clear every misunderstanding with a heartfelt apology.

She had already spoken to Jay about the plan in detail.


“Prepare your suit and get ready in the new room,” she had told him earlier. “After I reach their door, i will knock three times, be alert. When they come out, I’ll wait near your room and give one more knock, see through the door lens. The moment Nikki walks past, open the door and pull her in gently. I’ll handle Tharun and tell him the truth.”

Jay had listened quietly, a strange mix of nervousness and hope in his eyes. For the first time in weeks, he felt strangely optimistic. He wanted everything to end today — one way or another.

By 6:20 PM, Tharun and Nikitha’s car pulled up at the hotel entrance. Sharmi was already waiting for her at lobby, just to not miss any moments that was preplanned. 

The moment Nikitha stepped out, Sharmi rushed forward with a bright smile and pulled her into a warm hug.

“Welcome back! How was the meeting?” she asked cheerfully, though her eyes carefully studied Nikitha’s face.

All Nikitha could see in Sharmi's eyes was a satisfaction, Nikitha mis read it as a satisfaction from full day of sex with Jay. 

[heygiwriter]

I think this is enough. It was meant to be a short story. But somehow there are more than 80 updates. I am not saying that it was unnecessary. Story is good.

We should end it here, not in next chapter, but after completing this night's development.


My interest is also increased, I also want to know what will happen next?

Nikita is not in a position to stop Tharun from sex. Tharun will definitely fuck her, if they enter the hotel room together. But Sharmi's plan start after they leave from their hotel room. Will Nikita make a mistake (have sex with Tharun) and regret it for rest of her life? Or will Sharmi play some other mind game and save the situation. And many more questions.

Looking for next update.....

Stop pushing me into guilt, i never meant to drag unnecessarily, the new audience always think reading last comment and think story is dragged. No.. its just the characters and their course of actions and situations leading to.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 89: Nikitha's decision. 

By 6:20 PM, Tharun’s car glided into the hotel driveway. Nikitha sat quietly in the passenger seat, her mind still a battlefield of conflicting emotions. The moment the car stopped, Sharmi spotted them from the entrance and walked over with a warm, almost radiant smile. She pulled Nikitha into a tight hug.

Nikitha stiffened slightly. Strange, she thought. She’s hugging me so cheerfully… Jay must have satisfied her a lot today. She had even shamelessly asked her if she would be okay if Sharmi want to try Jay. May be today was that day.. The image of Sharmi in Jay’s bed flashed in her mind, sharp and painful.

“So… all went well since morning?” Nikitha asked, forcing a casual tone.

“Yes, very well,” Sharmi replied cheerfully. without realising the context which Niki asked that question. 

as per plan, Sharmi wanted to ask her a moment to speak with her private but before she say anything more, Nikitha spoke first.

“I need to speak with you. Just wait for me at the garden area. It’s important.”

Sharmi was surprised but she accepted it. 
Without waiting for a reply, she turned and walked toward the hotel with Tharun.



Inside the room, Nikitha closed the door and leaned against it for a moment, exhaustion weighing heavily on her.


“I feel completely drained,” she said quietly. She looked at Tharun, her eyes softening. “Can you take me somewhere else? A different hotel, at least 30-40 minutes away. I don’t want to be seen here anymore. I just want to spend some quiet time with you.”

Tharun studied her face for a second, then nodded without asking a single question. “I’ll arrange it.”

“I will freshen up and come,” Nikitha said softly, her voice carrying a quiet resolve. “Pack all our things and load them in the car. I’ll join you in the parking area.”

Tharun looked at her for a long moment, searching her eyes. He could sense the weight behind her words — the exhaustion, the confusion, and something deeper shifting inside her. But he didn’t ask a single question. He simply nodded, his expression gentle and understanding.

“Take your time,” he replied calmly. “I’ll handle everything.”

As Tharun began gathering their belongings, Nikitha stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. She stood in front of the mirror for a few moments, staring at her own reflection. Water from the tap ran over her hands as she tried to steady herself.
In the quiet of the bathroom, her thoughts flowed freely.

She wanted to thank Tharun wholeheartedly tonight — not just with words, but with her heart. He had stood by her through every storm, every doubt, every moment of weakness. He never demanded, never pressured, never made her feel small. Unlike Jay, who had loved her silently and selflessly without ever saying it clearly in the beginning, Tharun had been open from the start.
“I love you. I need you in my life.”

Those words still echoed in her mind.

She knew she didn’t fully love him yet. Not with the depth she once felt — or still felt — for Jay. But she could accept his love. She could nurture it. After all, she had once loved a man who didn’t love her back at the time of their marriage. She had waited, hoped, and endured. With Tharun, it was different. He already loved her openly, passionately, and patiently.

If I could love Jay when he didn’t love me the same way… then surely, one day, I can grow to love Tharun fully.
A quiet decision settled in her chest.

Tonight, I will let him know. I’m ready to move forward with him. Not love but ready to marriage. 
She decided to accept his love.

But before she gave Tharun her heart completely, she needed one last confirmation — a final closure. And for that, Sharmi was important. She needed to understand where Jay’s heart was heading. She needed to know if she could truly let go without guilt.

Nikitha splashed cold water on her face, took a deep breath, and stepped out of the bathroom with renewed determination.

She was ready to speak with Sharmi.

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Chapter 90: Nikitha left the hotel with Tharun. 

She left the room without another word, her heart set on one final conversation. While Tharun quietly started packing their belongings, folding clothes with calm efficiency, Nikitha made her way down the corridor.


By 6:40 PM, she reached the door of the other room and knocked softly. Sharmi opened it moments later, a warm, slightly surprised smile lighting up her face.

Nikitha : “Can we talk? Alone.”

Sharmi stepped out immediately, closing the door gently behind her. The two women walked in silence toward the lush garden area behind the hotel. Soft evening lights illuminated the pathways, and a gentle breeze carried the faint scent of jasmine. They found a quiet bench tucked away from the main lights and sat down.

Sharmi turned to her with gentle curiosity. “Tell me… why did you want to meet me so urgently?”
Nikitha took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. Her voice was steady but laced with sincerity when she finally spoke.
“What do you think about Jay?”

Sharmi raised an eyebrow, caught slightly off guard. “Why are you asking about him so suddenly?”
Nikitha looked directly into her eyes. “You said you’re interested in him. I just want to know… how serious you are with him.”

Sharmi leaned back slightly, a small smile playing on her lips. “I’m not serious. It’s just something casual we started.”

Nikitha shifted closer on the bench, her expression turning earnest, almost pleading. “Sharmi… Jay is a gem of a person. He may look tough and distant from the outside, but if you truly love him, he will love you back with everything he has. He’s loyal, caring, and protective in ways most people never see.” Her voice softened. “Instead of just fooling around, you should marry him.”

Sharmi blinked, then let out a soft, surprised laugh. “Marry him?”

Nikitha’s face remained serious. “What’s there to laugh about? There’s no mangalsutra around your neck, no metti on your toes. You’re young and unmarried. He just needs a deserving woman by his side. You’ve already cracked his heart in a way even Anjali couldn’t. She was just a filler — I know that.”

Sharmi tried to control herself, but Nikitha’s genuine assumptions were too far from reality. She couldn’t hold back another soft burst of laughter.
Nikki’s temper flared. “Stop laughing, Sharmi,” she said sharply, her voice trembling with emotion. “I’m telling you this seriously. Maybe you think Jay is already married… but I know it’s a sham marriage. When the time comes, you’ll realize the truth. I know you already know a lot. If Jay told you anything, it means he trusts you. Marry him. Your life will be good with him.”

Sharmi finally calmed down, though amusement still danced in her eyes. 
She doesnt want to spoil the moment like Jay explaining himself in the private room, she wanted everything to be saved for the moment, so se let Nikki dance in her assumptions.

With keeping that in mind, Sharmi came forward and said..: 
“Okay… okay. I’ll consider it. Is this what you called me here for?
 This was the important thing?”

“Yes,” Nikitha replied, relieved. A strange sense of peace washed over her, as if she had finally done something right.


Sharmi stood up slowly and placed a gentle hand on Nikitha’s shoulder. “I promise you — Jay will marry a deserving woman. The woman he truly loves. I’ll give you that guarantee. We’ll meet at dinner, okay? Sharp at 9.30”

With those words, Sharmi walked away, a quiet joy bubbling inside her. Nikki has gone too far this time, she thought, amused. She’s thinking so deeply about Jay’s future… she’s practically gone mad, speaking from the heart like that.

Once she was a little distance away, Sharmi glanced down at the ring on her finger and let out a soft, private laugh. She brought the ring closer to her lips and whispered playfully, “Dear husband… look at how people see us.”

When Sharmi returned to the room, Nikitha had already left the hotel.


She was already sitting in the passenger seat of the car, her last emotional burden finally lifted after the conversation with Sharmi. A strange, bittersweet peace settled over her. She truly believed that Sharmi would eventually marry Jay — that her friend was serious about him and would give him the love and stability he deserved. For the first time in a long while, Nikitha felt she could step away without carrying the heavy weight of guilt.

She didn’t want to look back at the hotel even once.

As Tharun started the engine and drove out of the parking lot, Nikitha kept her eyes fixed on the road ahead. The city lights of Mumbai faded behind them as they merged onto the highway.

After a few minutes of comfortable silence, she turned to him softly.
“Did you book the place?”

Tharun glanced at her with a gentle, reassuring smile. “Yes. It’s almost 40 km away, near the highway. A luxury resort — secure, private, and far away from known people. No one will disturb us.”

Nikitha looked at his profile for a long moment. The warm glow of the dashboard lights highlighted his calm, handsome features. Something tender bloomed in her chest.

She smiled at him — a real, soft smile that reached her eyes.

In her heart, she spoke silently to herself:
I will thank you properly tonight, Tharun.
Remember i cant love you, but i could marry you, i could choose.
Tonight i will let you know i choosed you.. 

Tharun reached over and gently squeezed her hand, as if sensing the shift in her heart. 
Nikitha didn’t pull away. Instead, she intertwined her fingers with his and held on.

[heygiwriter]

Now you are pushing me into guilt. I never said that story is dragged or something is irrelevant.

I just said that you mentioned about small story and there are 80 + updates.

I am not trying to guilt trip you, emotionally blackmail you, or something like that.

It was just a suggestion that this might be a good end for story. Just that. Nothing else. We have seen the characters suffering, enjoying and many more things. I never said that you must end it or like you are just stretching it unnecessarily. Just a suggestion.


I am supporting you and this story as well. That's why I am reading this. I have progressed as a reader. I acknowledge that I made few mistakes in last story and I am not repeating them. I am not suggesting anything stupid. Not trying to move story in particular direction.


I am supporting you. You can write the story as per your desire. 

If you don't like my suggestion, then all right ?. Continue as you like. I will support you.

Explain me your suggestion let me read again, all i could see was enough with this. and more like asking to me stop in next few chapters? or did i misread ? please explain

[heygiwriter]

No author has given updates like this and wonderfully crafted every single update. Please ignore the comments and continue to give your best versions.

The users spend time on my stories. Time is invaluable. sometimes i felt obligated to respond them, fix things if i can, my reponse or their response may be harsh but it all attached to the story. im okay with that

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