Adorned in a blue-grey saree and silver stilettos, a beautiful-looking Ritu headed out of home for her own "journey" with Kapil behind. Of course, business was the journey's aim, but who said side goals couldn't be included?
She had been so happy at how Preshant handled everything and how willing he was to assist her with everything she needed. The budget was four times bigger than it was worth, but he had added more, she had him wrapped around her fingers, and whatever she needed, she just had to ask.
She settled into the limousine, and Kapil got into his. She couldn't wait for the time they would be alone in the private jet. Since he was family, he would go with her while the rest of the crew took another flight. She couldn't wait, she had been so selective about her outfit, and she knew she looked good. He loved her hair long, and she had worn it that way for him. A little tiara sat on it, and the silver jewelry sparkled all over her body, perfecting her honorary st
Driving uptown to work, Sakshi grinned sheepishly. With Kapil and Ritu out of town, she didn’t need to check her back while she had fun; she had packed a few bags and planned to move to Sunil’s place after work. She would stay there for a few days. She knew her dad was barely around, so he wouldn’t notice.She bobbed her head to Mile Ho Tum by Neha Kakkar as she turned the bend to the street just by her workplace. It was a busy day, and there was a lot of work to be done, but all she could think about was Sunil shoving himself inside her. Ritu was about to begin her business full-time, and Sakshi couldn’t wait for her to be entirely out of the house so there would be no one to care about her whereabouts and what she did and didn't do.The future looked bright, and she hoped it would keep up that way. She swerved into the parking lot and waved happily to the gateman, who slightly frowned as he gestured to her to reduce the volume of her music. She rolled her eyes and yelled an insincere
They turned the plane into a bit of a playground, and it had been hard to swallow her moans, so she bit hard on his shoulders so much that the ache was unbearable, and for the rest of the flight, he had left her wanting more. They had to be careful, though. She knew any mistake of getting caught would cause a scandal so significant that it could ruin everything they had, so enjoying themselves while applying intelligence was an essential criterion in succeeding in whatever they've been doing.Dinner was simple; she loved eating light in the evening, but she went extra light today because of what was to come later. As the guards all retired to their floors, she took a quick shower and changed into a thin film gown she had bought specially for the occasion. It was red, and her underwear could be seen through the dress. It was red and was everything a man would want to see after a stressful day.When she heard the doorknob turn, she got to her feet and waited while he locked it, double-ch
The plan was to scare and threaten, but the moment Sunil pulled out a gun, Ritu knew she had messed everything up. It waved at her and then at Kapil, and she wouldn’t lose him. She was not going to lose her source of peace and joy just as soon as he came, and while Kapil tried to use the negotiation approach and convince Sunil, they just came to warn, and Ritu was not taking chances. Despite Kapil’s advice to stay still, she charged at him fiercely, and what followed was something no one could explain, but when the trigger went off, there was one person on the floor coated with blood. The remaining two stood in disbelief, mouths agape, and they didn’t need a medical examiner to confirm there was no life in the body on the floor. That body belonged to Sunil.Speechlessness turned to fret and then finally screams of terror, and Kapil put his hand over her mouth to shut her up. “For God’s sake, Ritu, be quiet.” He held her tight until she went silent and nodded to everything he said. It
There was a lot of noise that night, which irritated Ritu in ways she had never thought possible. As much as she wanted to shut the mouth of her snoring husband, she wanted to feel him, to feel wanted. All Preshant did was work and sleep. It was like living with a robot, which would still be better because some robots were sex toys, and she would choose them repeatedly over the man beside her. Soft sounds filled her ears, and she groaned in frustration. Being sex-deprived was terrible, but having to listen to a never-tired duo have their love fight every night was worse. This had been the case since Kapil moved in after marrying Sakshi.Sakshi's next moan was more like a cry; Ritu knew it was not a cry for help but one she couldn't relate to, one she yearned to feel. She pressed her face deep into the pillow until she couldn't take it anymore. She sat up and brushed her thick strawberry-blonde hair out of her face. She needed a trim, but more badly, she needed someone inside her doing
There was a lot of noise that night, which irritated Ritu in ways she had never thought possible. As much as she wanted to shut the mouth of her snoring husband, she wanted to feel him, to feel wanted. All Preshant did was work and sleep. It was like living with a robot, which would still be better because some robots were sex toys, and she would choose them repeatedly over the man beside her. Soft sounds filled her ears, and she groaned in frustration. Being sex-deprived was terrible, but listening to a never-tired duo have their love fight every night was worse. This had been the case since Kapil moved in after marrying Sakshi.Sakshi's next moan was more like a cry; Ritu knew it was not a cry for help but one she couldn't relate to, one she yearned to feel. She pressed her face deep into the pillow until she couldn't take it anymore. She sat up and brushed her thick strawberry-blonde hair out of her face. She needed a trim, but more badly, she needed someone inside her doing the sa
Sakshi knew coming was terrible from the moment she walked into the party. The music was too loud for her, and she felt like she was running out of air, but she had to do this for her best friend. It was Farzeen's book launch after-party, and Sakshi knew she would be so pissed if she didn't show up. She looked around, found a place to sit, and sipped the wine in her glass every second. Looking at her time, she shook her head. Events never began at the scheduled time, and she never understood why, not like she cared. Just one picture with Farzeen, and she would be out of there. "Is this seat taken?" Sakshi turned to reply to the male voice and got the shock of her life. In front of her was Sunil Yash, the man she had spent her late teens and early twenties with. His expression mirrored hers, and they greeted each other. "I can't believe you are here." He said, taking the seat even without getting her response. "My God, Sakshi, you look so good." She thanked him and smiled. He was d
It had been two hours sitting at her desktop and doing nothing. Her mind was filled with the events of two days before, and she couldn't look her husband in the eye. She had returned home to a nice dinner and Kapil's open arms, but she couldn't sleep beside him. She had given the excuse of staying up to work, but if there were any truth, it would mean she had been working on Sunil and wanting more from him. She could barely sleep at night, and that wasn't because she felt guilty about cheating on her husband but because she wanted to do that repeatedly with the same person. She recalled her relationship days with Sunil. He was a fantastic rider; he knew how to please a woman in ways that would have her running back repeatedly, he knew how to take down her defences, and he knew how to make every other man seem incapable. It only thrilled her that night to discover he had improved at his game and had also improved in his physique. Her mind had captured the picture of his member, and th
Shards of the flower vase scattered on the floor, and she yelled in agony. She was basically a widow in her own home, which was distressing. She wondered how she would cope for a day, two days, a week, and weeks. She was fed up with living this way and looked for her next object of attack when she heard the hurried footsteps heading her way. In one minute, she was standing face-to-face with Kapil. The man was stunned as his gaze travelled from her messy hair to the mess at her feet. "Are you okay, Ritu?' he asked as he rushed beside her. Her mascara was smeared, and she struggled to catch her breath. "I'm fine," she managed to say. Her face was red with anger, and she stomped inside to get cleaning materials to pack up the broken vase."Are you sure you're okay?" Kapil asked when she returned. She gave him a huge smile. "I'm wonderful. I thought you were at work." "Oh, I didn't tell you. I've been given a week's break." He said and moved to the kitchen. He returned with a glass of