Todos os capítulos de The Other Woman : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 4

(Kiyara point of view)I was just six.He was nine.Very young and innocent when we first met.My bestfriend, my everything.My raghav.And from the moment he wiped my tears and gave me half his chocolate, Raghav became my whole world.I thought about him as a single lone tear fell from my eye.I loved him, love him very much like he's my heartbeat caged inside the wild heart.He loved me very much, like I'm his whole world, more than his music.We started with scraped knees and shared secrets, two messy, barefoot kids who believed the world ended at the park gate.He called me "Kiyu" because he liked this name. I called him "idiot" every time he used to do very idiotic things just to prove that he's the bestest bestfriend in the world. We’d swing so high we thought we could touch the sky, then laugh until our stomachs hurt. He used to push the swing so hard that sometimes I used to scream. Sometimes while playing I used to scrap my knee or ankle.He used to hold my hand all the w

(Third person point of view.)The dining room glowed with a soft, golden warmth. Candles flickered gently, their flames casting shadows across the neatly arranged table. The scent of freshly cooked food filled the air his favorite dishes, made with her own hands.But that wasn't the only thing lingering in the air.Natasha stood in the center of the room, her fingers tightening around the small glass bottle she held. She looked at the bottle, given by her aunt. A syrup, that ignite the wild Passion and hungriness of sex inside a man..That he won't be able resist a woman.And natasha wasn't any woman but his wife and it's not wrong to use it.Because in the 2.5 years of their marriage.They never had sex. She uncapped the bottle, her heartbeat steady, her mind clear.She spiked his drink.. Tonight, he would be hers.He was hers, he was her husband. They should have sex with eachother.A smile played on her lips as she inhaled the scent of the drink. It was sweet yet sharp, delic