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
It was raining hard when Sakshi arrived home, and the short distance between the garage and the main building had caused the rainwater to run down her body. She tried to be cheerful as she came in. Kapil stood by the door, a sly smile on his face. She hugged him and moved inside. A maid followed behind with her bag. "How did it go?" Kapil asked after she greeted her parents and got a water bottle from which to drink. "It was stressful but worth it." She forced a smile. "I need to rest, and I'll be out soon." She had a long shower, during which she reminisced about her journey. She cherished every moment of it, and she yearned for another opportunity of that sort. As she lay in bed trying to get some sleep, she rolled her eyes as she felt pressure on the bed. Kapil had joined her. His hand came across her waist, and he noticed she flinched. "I'm tired, Kapil." He turned her to face him and held her head in his hand as he lowered his lips to hers. He pulled her lower lips in betwee
Pleasing Preshant was never a big deal. She just had to hop on top and ride, he came quickly, and that was because she was good at what she did, not what someone else may think. Although maybe that contributed, it didn't matter. So long as he gave her what she wanted, she would stick around and give him what he wanted, the relationship was mutual, and everyone was fine. She came off him and rolled to her side of the bed as he came through, clearly satisfied with the journey they had been through.He turned to give her a knowing smile. "You are naughty." He saidHer laugh was loud but not from her heart. "I will be cooking your favorite today." She said and watched as his face lit even more."You've always been the best." He said, and she laughed some more. He coughed lightly and grabbed his glasses by the bed stand. "When did you say you are making the journey for your shopping?She blinked as she sat up. "Yes, that's right. I'll be meeting with some designers to go through what they
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 status.He had look
A Journey Begins on George's Sugarcane Farm as Friends Unite for an Amazon Adventure .The atmosphere at the landing strip at George's vast sugarcane farm buzzed with a sense of collective anticipation as if the very surroundings were echoing the excitement of the group assembled there. The atmosphere at George's place was one of palpable excitement. The sky, now adorned with hues of orange and pink as the sun began its descent, reflected the collective anticipation of the group gathered on the sprawling farm. The sun, a glowing orb in the sky, slowly dipped beneath the horizon, casting a warm, golden hue over the landscape.Expectant faces turned skyward, waiting for the Gulfstream aircraft carrying Mahesh, Sony, Rubi, Rashmi, and his film crew. The fading daylight stressed the group's eagerness, their expressions a
Holding onto Love Through Distance.The departure date drew near, and Rubi called Vinod into her suite, where they found a quiet moment. She trusted Vinod with a passion that burned deep within her soul. Her faith in him was intense and all-consuming, igniting every time she sought guidance. Vinod embodied her ambitions and career prospects with his chiselled jawline, piercing eyes, and a body that could make any woman weak at the knees.The atmosphere was tinged with melancholy as they prepared to be temporarily separated, at least for ten days. Rubi and Vinod sat with bittersweet anticipation, hoping to catch up on everything. The room, adorned with simple yet elegant furnishings, seemed to mirror their emotions.Their public meetings used to be decent, while
A Journey of Friendship, Growth, and New Beginnings.As the departure date drew near, members of Team Rachna found themselves gathered informally with George and his group, reminiscing about the transformative three months they had spent together. The picturesque scene was set on the lush lawns, where garden chairs were arranged in a circle, and a spread of tea and wafers was centred.Laughter filled the air as team members shared stories of their adventures abroad, eachadding their unique perspective. The bond between the two groups had grown more robust over time, evident in the genuine smiles and warm embraces exchanged. As they indulged in the tasty treats, a sense of gratitude washed over them, knowing that this journey had broadened their horizons and forged friendships tha
Crafting a Tapestry of Connection and Impact.Mahesh shared a comprehensive list of possibilities, ranging from an aerial survey over George's sugarcane field to interactions at various locations, including the Amazon Forest, Samson's hangar, Chris' hotel, and more.Savita pondered, "These are all intriguing options. Each of them brings something unique to the narrative."Rachna leaned forward, excited. An aerial survey of George's sugarcane field could effectively portray the scale of our work and its impact on the land. Savita nodded, "True. A glimpse of the Amazon Forest would emphasise the global environmental implications of our efforts. Mahesh listened intently, eager to
A Journey of Understanding and Influence.Rachna, a vision of elegance and authority, settled into the driver's seat of her car. Her dark business suit starkly contrasted her fair complexion, accentuating her sharp features and commanding presence. Beside her sat Rubi, mirroring Rachna's attire and poised demeanour. Their destination was Basti, a one-and-a-half-hour drive from the Green Building, where Vinod was waiting for their arrival.The purpose of their journey was clear: exposure. Rubi had been chosen to portray Rachna in an upcoming biopic, and this journey was an opportunity for immersive research. With her charismatic smile and cascading locks, Rubi possessed the raw materials of a star. Yet, she understood that embodying Rachna required more than just physical resemblance.
The Art of Embodying Character in Performance.Rubi leaned back in her chair, her expression thoughtful. "Ah, the face," she echoed, a knowing glint in her eyes. While a Hollywood production might consider plastic surgery to achieve such resemblances, we take a different approach. We focus on capturing your essence – achievements, spirit, and unique personality – not just your physical appearance. But I must say, Rubi, you're a gorgeous young woman, and with the right makeup and lighting, we can enhance the similarities even further."Rachna chuckled, a warm sound filling their ears. "Thank you, Rubi," she said, her voice genuine. You're no less stunning yourself."Curiosity sparkled in Rachna's eyes as she asked, "Tell me, Rubi, how do you plan to
A Journey into Character Embodiment and Emotional Depth.The pool shimmered invitingly, a turquoise oasis nestled amidst a vibrant tapestry of greenery. As they entered the changing room, they could not contain their excitement.With eager hands, they shed their workout attire, revealing their sculpted physiques in breathtaking splendour.With a dancer's grace, Rachna unclasped her black, form-fitting sports bra, unveiling the elegant architecture of her shoulders and the sinuous strength of her arms. Her skin, taut over lean muscle and kissed by the sun, shone with a warmth that mirrored the ferocity of her workout. Droplets of perspiration clung to her, glistening like scattered diamonds, a testament to her unwavering dedication to her fitness. As she slid out of her leggings, the long, sculpted lines of her legs and the gentle curve o
A Dance of Influence and Resolve in Pursuit of Dreams.Vinod gently caressed Rubi's hair, soothing her as he held her in his arms. They mingled as they lay intertwined, catching their breath in the aftermath. Rubi felt contentment wash over her, the heat between them and the lingering scent of their lovemaking palpable as they lay in each other's arms, breathing heavily."You have adored me consistently since we met," she whispered delicately in his ear, her voice laced with affection and gratitude. "And I cherished all of those moments. Yet, each time you love me, it feels like this... extraordinary, as if it's the first time, every time."He looked into her eyes, his gaze soft and filled with adoration. "And now," he said, his voice laced with pri
The Journey of Rachna, Navigating Artistry, Ambition, and Power.Rubi looked at Vinod expectantly, eager to hear his thoughts on her impromptu scene. His gaze softened; his eyes held warmth beyond their professional relationship. "Rubi," he began, his voice gentle, "remember, this journey isn't just about the role. It's about your growth as an artist." He paused, his expression sincere. "You're portraying Rachna, a woman of immense strength and resilience. And just as Rachna nurtured and guided the next generation, I believe you're ready to carry her legacy forward. With grace. With power."His words resonated within her, a validation of her talent and potential. But he wasn't finished. "Besides," he continued, his tone shifting slightly, "resorting to violence, like slapping me, would portray men in a negative light. Is that what you want? To