His darkest desire [ Desire 1# ]

CH 17 : REGRET

( I unpublished ch 16 : the morning sex, cause I think it was not suitable and many of you didn't like it too.
It was only they had a little sex and nothing serious )

// AUTHOR'S POV //

IN DELHI

Both Anand and shikhar were looking at the screen with fear in their eyes and their hands trembling.

Its been two days they were trying track the unknown number whom called richa and told them they are dead but were quite unsuccessful.

Finally they got some information about that unknown guy taking the help of police but it shook their soul to the core.

They were not able to find any personal information related to the that guy except his name and were able to track his location.

They both track his location of the day when he called richa but found out the call was made from their own home and then it went switched off after that.

What if richa did a prank on them but Anand trusted his wife a lot, he knew she can never do something like that.

Looking at her state that day he was sure, she can't even dream about them being dead, let alone doing this prank.

Anand was busy thinking about while shikhar was busy tracking his current location as that guy had his phone switched on right now.

All these days they were finding his phone switched off but today they found his phone switched on so thay track his current location now.

As shikhar found his current location his eyes became wide like he saw some ghosts.

"D..Dad....i..i...f..found...h...his location " For the first he shuttered in his life due to fear. Fear of losing someone.

Meanwhile in Jaipur

Swati standing under the shower with her swollen and red indicating she was crying.

Mishika was downstairs in the kitchen doing experiments in the vegetables.

After Mishika called her she wore her clothes and rushed downstairs completely ignoring him who was sitting on the bed watching her every move.

Swati opened the door and Mishika was about to scold her but before that she dragged her to one the rooms and locked her.

She again ran upstairs towards her room completely ignoring Mishika who was shouting and banging against the door .

She went inside her room and found him wearing his tshirt. She quickly marched towards him and started dragging him downstairs while he didn't show any attempt to stop her.

Before she pushed him out of the house she gave a tight slap on his using her full force right cheeks.

" Behan Ke Lode ab tu mere ghar ke ya mere aas paas bhi dikha na to tere ko jaan se maar dungi vo bhi unhi hatho se jin se mene tujhe thapad mare hai " she shouted at him and closed the door on his face with a loud thud .

( You fucker, if I ever see you near me or near my home I will kill you with the same hands from which I slapped you 😤 )

Right now she was feeling proud for herself, she knew she did the right thing but little did she know she have to face the consequences of this little act of hers whether she right or wrong.

She unlocked the door of the room in which she locked Mishika and went again upstairs without saying a single word to her who waiting for Swati to gave an explanation for locking her.

She entered inside her room and went straight inside the bathroom. She stood in front of the mirror for a few minutes continuously staring at the hickey on her neck , her collarbones without blinking.