LOGINBetrayal indeed hurts the most. But can anyone ever justify it? How cruel it sounds to even take side of something so heinous, isn't it? ****** She knew she was wrong yet she chose the path of treachery. She chose to be in the arms of another man, and let her marriage break into pieces. What could have led her to that step? Was it that simple or the pieces of puzzle tells another tale? To know more join the cast of Forbidden Desires and let them narrate their story of desire, love, lust and revenge.
View MoreAditi******'What the hell did I just do?' I was stunned at the audacity of mine but more than that I was timorous. I let my emotions dominate me a few seconds back.It never happened before. I had never splurted out like that ever. Even in fury, my words had been calculated that I never regretted later.I was disquieted, pacing like a headless chicken in my cabin. It was a mess I landed up into, a dirty one basically. Aahir Arya made things worse for me. I would have been fine if he would have become the villain of my story but he had become a hero.'He shouldn't have cared for me. No, he shouldn't have.'It's all because of the realization, fucking reality messed up my mind. I knew it wasn't just attraction from my side but I didn't want to be conscious of my sentiments. I sat down on the chair and gulped the whole glass of water reminiscing when exactly I had the cognizance of my feelings.Three days back I was on the way home when I received a call from Naisha. She was petrified
Aditi******The scintillating light of dawn peeked into the room. The rays were balmy though. It seemed they were only razzing me. Being vanquished with their devilment I had to ultimately open my eyes. I yawned, rubbing my bleary eyes, and sat up. It was a slight movement only that shot up a sharp pain in my core.Realization passed over my psyche. The flashes of last night sprinted in front of my eyes. I had willingly submitted to a man I was attracted to. I didn't think of any morals without even capitulating.I had shut the doors to morality and wasn't planning to open them anytime soon. I was being selfish but I wanted to, for the first time in my life. Vidyut and my wedding was a sinking ship that had crossed the edge to be saved. Things had turned appalling, for good.Conceiving of the last night, I recollected how I was showered with affection and was handled so gently as if I was a tender petal. Aahir wasn't lenient but what he did all night after we had sex left me baffled
Aditi******It was eleven in the night when I reached home. Everyone had left earlier but I stayed back. I had to talk to Aahir. Once everyone was gone I questioned Aahir why didn't he ever mentioned being my brother-in-law when he knew who I was. Aahir fumed hearing me but he didn't lash out at me. He decided to dodge the conversation, instead.I kept on accusing him even when it wasn't his fault. It was Vidyut's responsibility to get me acquainted with the truth yet he didn't. The indisputable fact was I was scared. The truth was messing up with me but what he did next left me inarticulate.Trapping me between the door and his arm he questioned, "Even if I would have addressed you as my brother's wife or would have mentioned something like that, would it have changed things between us.""Tell me if you would have then never wanted to melt into my arms.""You lied about being the masked man, the one who saved me from the biker gang," I said, trying to get an upper hand. But who was
Aditi******I felt at sea about what to wear to work. Even my comfy-cozy clothes appeared bland to me. I wanted to wear something simple yet classy and attractive.'Was it too much to ask?' I spoke up gazing at my closet filled with clothes.'Of Course.' My inner-self shut me out with her response. One moron she was. I knew she was me only but I was turning into a demented being because of one man. It's not like the day was special, yet I was looking for a dress as if I was to go on a date.I pulled out a magenta coloured dress but it was too much for a normal office day. Then came a gown.'Aghhh, my hands have gone mad too.' I muttered. I ruined my closet by trying to find one simple formal attire. It was a terrible and tedious job. The blame landed upon my heart and my mind who was not fighting but were in sync. They knew the reason why I was acting like an inane teenager.The only solution that moment I could think of was Naisha. I used to be the stylist for my besties and for me,












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