Illicit Desire (Completed)

Chapter 44

Chapter 44

Jiya had already reached home before Vikrant's arrival and was eagerly waiting for him.

He was about to leave the office when his eyes suddenly fell on the CD, and he sat down to look at it. At first, nothing was clear, but after a few seconds, the faces of the two shadows gradually became clear. 

He was furious to see Jiya in Rahul's arms. He didn't have the courage to watch the entire CD. He got up and left the office to go home.

There was so much pain in his head from anger that it seemed as if his head would explode with pain.

Abha and the children were sitting outside in the hall, and Jiya was in her room. The children got frightened to see him in so much anger.

He said it angrily. "Abha, tell all the servants to go to their rooms. Call Rahul here immediately. Tell Jiya to come to the library. Anu and Mayank, you both go to your room. Without my permission, you shall not come out of the room, nor shall any servant enter the house. You stay with children."

The entire house had been converted into a curfew. Instead of going to the room, he went straight to the library.

Jiya was preparing to give a surprise to Vikrant. Just then there was a knock on the door, and on hearing that, Jiya was shocked and started wondering why Vikrant was knocking on the door to come to his own room.

As she opened the door, she saw Abha standing in front of her.

"Jiya, Vikrant has called you to the library right now."

"But why did he go to the library?"

"I don't know that. But he's furious. He has also called Rahul to the library. Right now he is not here; till he comes, you go and meet Vikrant."

Jiya understood that her time of ruin had begun. Frightened, she went to the library. A CD was playing on the computer. The moans of Rahul and Jiya were clearly audible. Vikrant was walking to and fro like a mad person.

As soon as Jiya came, he stopped the CD and stood in front of her.

She pleaded, "Please listen to me before you say anything."

Vikrant was so furious at this time that he did not think even for a second and slapped Jiya directly on the face. The slap was so sharp that his fingerprints were splashed on her face, nose, and lips, and they started bleeding. She was writhing in pain, and tears were welling up in her eyes.

Even after the slap, she was asking for a chance to speak, but he was not ready to listen. He was abusing her as badly as he could.

"How dare you flirt with my nephew in my own bed in my own house? I went out for a few days, and you got the opportunity to have relationships with men. Tell me, apart from Rahul, how many other men do you have relations with?

I didn't know you had so much fire burning inside you that you couldn't even wait for your husband to return, and in my absence, you started having sex with Rahul. The extent of your shamelessness is that you slept with him on your husband's bed. 

You are worse than prostitutes. They are forced to sleep with other men, but you slept with them to fulfill your lust. I didn't know you were such a slut. 

Finally, you have proved that you are Mallika Sharma's daughter. She cheated on her husband, and so did you. I made a big mistake by marrying you."

She was silent until now, but she cried when she heard about her mother.

"You are crossing your limit. Mind your words. Just because I'm quiet doesn't mean you're going to say anything you want. What you see isn't always true. I admit I cheated on you, but I didn't do it intentionally. Abha and Rahul are behind all this.
 
Abha was feeding me juice mixed with medicine to increase my sexual drive. She made me drink something mixed with juice on the day of the accident, due to which I felt dizzy while driving the car, and I had an accident and lost my child. 

Jiya went on to tell everything about Abha and Rahul one by one. She also showed the report to prove her truth, but nothing worked. Every piece of evidence went in vain because of what Vikrant saw on the CD. He was not ready to listen to anything.

"Stop lying. Abha has no reason to do that."

"She loves you and wants to rule this house. Isn't that reason enough?"

Vikrant angrily grabbed her by the throat.

"Your mother must have taught you this story. Anyway, she has a lot of experience trapping rich men. Don't drag Abha's name into all this. I've known her for twelve years. A woman like her is hard to find in today's world
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If she had wanted to trap me in her love, she would have done it twelve years ago. She's not cheap like you. Don't even try to accuse her wrongly; otherwise, you will face consequences."

The pressure of Vikrant's hand on Jiya's neck was increasing. Her breathing hastened.

"I'm suffocating Vikrant; leave me."

"It's good for a woman like you to die."

"I'm pregnant, Vikrant, and this is your baby."

On hearing the word pregnant, Vikrant removed his hand from her throat.

"Stop the nonsense; don't try to force this child on me. It must be Rahul or someone else's child with whom you slept.I don't even want to see your face. Leave this house and get out of here. I will send you the divorce papers."

"After hearing so much, I don't want to stay in this house myself. Listen with open ears. I will never divorce you, and if you try to prove me characterless by taking this matter to court, the disgrace will be yours.

Forty-six-year-old Vikrant Kapoor failed to satisfy his twenty-four-year-old wife in bed, according to media reports. Therefore, his wife was forced to have relationships with other men.

If I am defamed, you will also not be able to escape from being defamed."

"Good, you have shown your true face. Say how much money you need for divorce; I am ready to give."

"Keep your wealth to yourself. I don't want a single penny from you. I have the strength to take care of my child alone. This child is your Vikrant; you can get a DNA test done after some time. Otherwise, when he grows up, you will automatically know that he is your blood by looking at his face."

"Stop the nonsense and get out of here. I will not let you live peacefully in Mumbai. You don't know Vikrant Kapoor very well yet. I am not one of those who forgives so easily."

"I am sure one day you will forgive me. But remember, I will never forgive you for what you have done to me today. You will yearn to meet me, but I will never meet you. You'll never see my face after today."

Jiya suddenly went so close to Vikrant and kissed his lips that he could not stop her.

"You've got my blood on your lips; clean it up later.This last touch of mine will always remind you that I have never loved anyone except you. Your Jiya is not guilty; even after suffering so much, she still loves you. This last touch of mine will never let you rest in peace, Vikrant."

Jiya went down into the room with her head held high and full of confidence. She took out her suitcase and began to pack her clothes. Along with the clothes, she had also kept all the pictures of her and Vikrant in her bag.

She knew that Vikrant would throw these pictures out. She didn't want her beautiful memories to fade away. In the name of jewelry, she had an engagement ring in her hand and a mangalsutra around her neck.

Rahul did not come home that day out of shame and fear. He had decided to leave India long ago. In the name of luggage, there was nothing in his room except some old clothes and shoes.

Rahul was a coward and ran away, hiding his face, and Jiya was courageous. She did not run away from the field. She accepted her mistake and did not back down, even after being punished.

Soniya Jadhav

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