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 o
He had never been inside the room nor in that wing of the hose. It was for Ritu and her husband, and no one except the maids dared enter, and even they did. It was by invitation. The room was spacious and had a gigantic bed. Everything was in order, and numerous plagues lined the walls belonging to Preshant.After delivering the box, she requested him to look at her computer and assist her with a website she was working on. As he worked, she went on about how Preshant wanted her to begin her fashion line and how she couldn't wait for him to be back so they could employ assistants and finally be busy. She talked about how much she would invest all of her time and resources into making her business work, and as she spoke, she leaned above him on the couch, her breasts pressing into his neck.From the big dressing mirror that occupied the whole wall opposite them, Kapil could not concentrate. He could see her fully, her breasts pouring out of her saree blouse, and her pallu shifted out of
She crashed into him; his name was on her lips, and her hair covered his face. Kapil held her, and for a moment, she enjoyed the trace of his hand down the narrow path at the centre of her back. How their relationship moved so quickly was what she couldn't explain. After their first time together, it was apparent she wanted more, and she had told him just that and that she would always be there for him whenever and wherever. It was also evident to her that he didn't want to push. Further, he felt guilty, but she knew so long as she had him once, she would have him again, for as long as she wanted.He had given her the ride of her life, something she had craved for years, and she knew he enjoyed it too, but he still wanted to be modest for his wife. The thing with men was they always wanted to try different flavours, see different colours and feel different sizes, and whoever would give them that, they would cherish, so when she came the second time, he hadn't said no, and then the thir
Sakshi changed into a more revealing top as she entered her car and went to Sunil's house. She would have laughed aloud if somebody had told her a month ago that she would be running away from home to be with another man. It had taken her some time, but she had gotten used to it, she felt happy, and that alone was enough for her.Moving to the countryside of India was what Sakshi never imagined she could pull off. Work was exhausting, and with Kapil always home, she couldn't spend as much time as she wanted to with Sunil. She once thought removing the distraction and focusing on work, perhaps home was good, but it was a colossal fail. Kapil seemed distant for reasons she didn't know, not that she cared anyway. He could never measure up to Sunil.It was a colossal failure. The more she tried to take her mind away from him, the more she was drawn to him and spent nights dreaming of his hands on hers. She found herself running back to him after two days and leaving aside whatever morals s
She had been waiting to hear the door close; it had become her favourite sound every night when the maids retired to their quarters for bed, and she and Kapil were left alone in the big mansion, but tonight, she just wanted to be alone.It was raining heavily, and she was cold. The blanket wasn't just enough. In frustration, she left the room and headed to the kitchen, where she saw Carina cleaning up for the day."Why are you still up?" She asked in an annoyed voice."I'm sorry, ma'am. I was finishing the dishes, and it will only take a minute.""You can go." She said and grabbed the coffee maker and a teacup.The maid heading out stopped. "Let me help you with that...." She began"Just go!" Ritu barked and watched as Carina exited the kitchen and finally got out of the house. She sighed in relief as she dropped the coffee maker and grabbed a kettle. She didn't want to stay up all night while Kapil was asleep, probably thinking of Sakshi. She sighed louder, realizing she was wearing t
Everything did change with Preshant's return and for the better. Ritu looked forward to seeing Kapil every day since Preshant was always at work. It wasn't an issue, except Kapil had resumed work and was away most of the time. They met at parks, hotels, and sometimes at home when Preshant worked late. Sakshi was yet to be home from her trip, communication with Kapil was now reduced, and Ritu knew something was fishy. She already guessed Sakshi had a relationship outside, but she didn't have proof, hunches and very high intellect.Sakshi had stated she would be home after three days, but five days were gone, and Ritu had made unique plans for Kapil, their own special outing. And she didn't want it to look odd if Sakshi came unannounced, so she called her.The phone wasn't answered on the first ring, and she called again."Ritu," a shaky voice belonging to Sakshi came on the line."How's your business trip going, Sakshi?" Ritu asked sarcasticallyThere was a minute of silence, and Ritu
Preshant showered, he had a late-night meeting, and Ritu was beyond excited. She had just given him a fantastic ride, and she could see he was so satisfied, but she couldn't say the same about herself. However, she was consoled by her scheme that she would have Kapil for herself the whole time, and she couldn't wait.They were in the library, and Preshant had been home all day. She had tried to make him go out, but he wouldn't budge, so when she got the message from Kapil that he was hungry for her, she informed him to meet her at the library. She had found him pacing in anticipation, and he had encircled her in his arms the moment she walked in.She had told Kapil that she needed to see what the maids were doing. The excitement of meeting outside often makes them want to do more, as the thrill would be different from a closed bedroom. They locked the door but needed to stay as quiet as possible as the maids were still around.They went straight to the task; his hands hovered around he
As soon as Preshant drove out, Ritu ordered the maids out. It was going to be a rainy night, and she needed all the touch his hands could give, but as she prepared to shower, the intercom beeped, and she was informed there was a visitor. Stepping into the parlor, Sakshi arched her brow at the lady seated in a white saree. She looked wealthy and had a bright smile. "Good evening Mrs. Preshant. I'm sorry for coming over so late." The woman stood as she greeted. "It's alright, please have a seat. I was told you're Mrs. Aarti from Sakshi's firm?" "Oh yes." The woman replied, and just at that moment, Kapil moved in from the room, he had pajamas on and looked dashing, wondering what was taking Ritu so long, but he stopped as soon as he saw the visitor." "This lady's from Sakshi's firm," Ritu said as Aarti greeted Kapil politely, and she also introduced him as Sakshi's husband. "We had a message from Sakshi that she was sick and would be away for a week. I just stopped by to check on he
Rachna knew that her actions would reflect her commitment to fairness..Rachna was well aware about the people who had supported her in various ways, contributing to her success.Rachna and her team landed safely and punctually in Gorakhpur. Her original plan was to proceed directly to Basti's ethanol plant for routine business activities. However, after hearing Gloria's story and the complex web of emotions surrounding Vipin, Sonia, and Gloria, Rachna modified her schedule. She allowed her team to continue to Basti without her while she stayed back to address this situation and converse with Rahul, Vipin, and Gloria.Upon her arrival in Gorakhpur, while Vipin, Gloria, and the rest of the flight crew stayed on the tarmac to hand over the aircraft to the local g
On a beautiful evening in Delhi, Vipin and Gloria sat across from each other at a quaint little, dimly lit cafe, their hearts pounding with anticipation. As they sipped their drinks, Vipin nervously fumbled with his words, finally mustering the courage to ask Gloria the question that had been weighing on his mind for days.The atmosphere was filled with a mix of hope and uncertainty as they both wondered how to proceed. Vipin nervously presented his feelings to Gloria, and she found herself overwhelmed. His sincerity touched her heart, but she needed time to contemplate the weight of this unexpected proposal.She gathered her thoughts and responded, "Vipin, I appreciate your feelings, and I'm truly honoured by your words. But this is a lot to take in. Give me time. I'll think over it and let you know."Vipin nodded understandingly, a hint of relief washing over his features. He respected Gloria's need for space and time to make such a significa
Conflict of emotions in Gloria and Sonia.In the bustling world of aviation, where the skies were their domain, Vipin, the skilled airline pilot, and Gloria, the dedicated aircraft technician, were intertwined in work like no other. As they jet-setted across the globe, their paths crossed countless times.However, Gloria's unassuming nature and sharp intellect captivated Vipin's heart. Now, faced with settling down, Vipin must summon the courage to propose to Gloria and start a new chapter in their lives together. Despite the excitement and adventure of their careers, Vipin felt a longing for stability and companionship. He had always admired Gloria's unwavering dedication to her work and her ability to troubleshoot the most complex aircraft issues quickly.
Can the the documentary on Rachna coming bring unwanted attention.Rahul took a deep breath before answering, his words slow and measured. "She said they have been trying to keep a low profile, but with the documentary coming out, they fear it may bring unwanted attention. She sounded distraught, Suman, perturbed."A heaviness settled in the room as they both absorbed the gravity of the situation. "She said she was worried about it," Rahul said. "She said that she didn't know what to do.""I'm sure she's just being cautious," Suman said. "The documentary is just a piece of information. It can't hurt her.""I hope you're right," Rahul said. "But I can't help but worry about her."
Navigating Public Life, Privacy, and Opportunity.Savita quickly scrolled through her messages, her heart racing with anticipation. As she read Vinod's frantic texts, her confusion turned into concern. "He sounds perturbed," she said, furrowing her brow. Savita's fingers trembled slightly as she typed a response, her mind racing with worry. She couldn't help but wonder what could have caused Vinod's distress. Was it something serious? She anxiously awaited his reply, hoping for clarity amidst the growing unease in her heart. Rachna, too, was engrossed in Rahul's messages, which were filled with urgency and desperation. "Something must be seriously wrong," she murmured, her voice tinged
Savita and Rachna's Evening of Reflection and Revelation in Basti .After a long and eventful day, the two friends often found solace in Savita's suite in Basti. On this particular evening, the room was bathed in the warm glow of soft lighting. The ambience was tranquil, providing a welcome respite from the hustle and bustle of their political and business engagements.Savita and Rachna sat on plush armchairs facing each other, their expressions reflecting a deep camaraderie and shared experiences. The room echoed with the faint hum of the city outside, a testament to their busy lives in Basti.Savita, always candid and forthright, broke the silence first. "Rachna," she began, her voice filled with gratitude and admiration. I want to say this again—thank
A Celebration of Collaboration, Bringing Friends Together Across Continents for an Unforgettable Event in the Hangar.Sonia and Gloria were determined to bridge the geographical gap and share their excitement about the upcoming event with Jyoti and Rachna in India. After finalising the event details, they decided to inform their friends about the event and their plan for a video chat.Sonia dialled Jyoti's number with infectious enthusiasm and eagerly shared the news. "Jyoti, you won't believe what we're planning here in Brazil! We're hosting a special event to treat Mahesh and his crew to the hangar where Rachna once lectured. We'd love for you and Rachna to join us via video chat. It's going to be incredible!"Jyoti's voice was filled with excitement on the other end of the call. "That sounds amazing, Sonia! Rachna will be thrilled. We
Embracing New Connections Amidst Brazil's Vibrant Landscape.Amidst Brazil's lush greenery and vibrant atmosphere, Samson and Isabella felt a growing excitement and gratitude. The recent turn of events had played on their minds, and they were determined to express their appreciation to Team Mahesh, who were about to conclude their Brazil tour.As they relaxed in the warm Brazilian evening at their home, Samson broached the topic, his voice tinged with enthusiasm. "We must do something special for Rachna's team," he said, his eyes reflecting the earnestness of his words. "After all, they've come a long way to capture the essence of this place."Isabella nodded vigorously, equally eager to reciprocate the warmth they had received in India. "Absolut
Celebrating Friendship in Brazil, Bridging Traditions Through an Unforgettable Farewell Dinner.The evening sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the city. Chris stood in the elegant lobby of his hotel, eagerly awaiting the arrival of Mahesh, Rubi, and the film crew. The buzz of anticipation was palpable as his team made the final arrangements to welcome their esteemed guests.Chris and Linda were determined to express their gratitude to Team Mahesh before they departed from Brazil. They felt a strong obligation to reciprocate the warm hospitality they had received from Rachna during their time in India. They decided to host a special dinner to bid farewell and create lasting memories.The evening had arrived, and the atmosphere at Chris' hotel was filled with anticipation and excitement. The air smelle