The twisted fate~a journey of love 18+( Reverse Harem)

16~Deal

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The grand hall was abuzz with murmurs and speculative glances as we stepped in. It was the first time Ansh, Naina, and I had appeared together in public. The spectacle of one woman married to two men in this modern age was enough to spark a frenzy, but our reputation added an edge of caution to their whispers.I glanced at Ansh, his expression mirroring my own steely resolve. Naina walked between us, her hand resting lightly on my arm, her other intertwined with Ansh's. She looked every bit the queen of this mafia dynasty, serene and untouchable.As we moved through the crowd, I could feel the weight of their stares. No one dared approach us directly; after what I did to Jatin, the consequences of crossing us were well known. Yet, there was a palpable tension in the air, a mix of fear and fascination.The night was progressing as expected until a man stepped forward, breaking through the sea of onlookers. He introduced himself as Mr. Nitin, a bar owner from South Mumbai. His approach was casual, but there was something in his eyes that made my instincts flare. He had a familiar look about him, a resemblance to someone I had seen long ago.My memory flashed back to a meeting from years past. A room filled with underbosses, all of them spitting venom and insults. They had directed their spite towards my mother, attempting to belittle and demean her. Among them, only one voice had risen in her defense, an officer whose integrity stood in stark contrast to the others.This man, Nitin, had the same determined eyes, the same set jaw. He looked exactly like his father, the police officer who had dared to speak up .My mind drifted back to why I despised the police so much.People labeled us as devils, but they were wrong. We never harmed the innocent. We dealt with those who already had blood on their hands, delivering our own brand of justice. It wasn't pure, but it was honest. In contrast, the real devils were those who wielded authority-the so-called protectors who used their power for self-gain, ignoring the very people they were meant to protect. They cloaked themselves in the guise of saints, but their actions betrayed their true nature.I never liked police officers. To me, they were pigs-corrupt and self-serving. My dislike wasn't just a bias; it was born from years of watching them turn a blind eye to suffering, all while lining their own pockets. They claimed to be guardians of the law, but their hypocrisy was evident but somepeople are good and i respect them who do their work very well.Years ago, I had delved into the backgrounds of various officers, particularly those who had crossed paths with my family. That's when I discovered the fate of Inspector Vijay-Nitin's father. He had been a rare breed among the police. His untimely death in a so-called accident had been shrouded in mystery, a case closed too quickly.It was during that investigation that I learned Vijay had a son following in his footsteps, a young officer named Nitin. I had kept this knowledge close.It didn't take long for me to connect the dots. Nitin wasn't just a bar owner; he was an undercover cop, following in his father's footsteps. Nitin, unaware of my knowledge, played his role as the unassuming bar owner. He didn't know that his cover was blown, at least not to me. I intended to use this to my advantage, to see how far he would go and what he aimed to achieve.As we chatted, I couldn't help but glance across the room. Naina stood there, talking to one of our underboss's wives. She looked breathtaking tonight, her elegance drawing appreciative glances from those around her. My gaze fixed on my wife, She is a vision in a red saree that clung to her curves and accentuated her tantalizing assets. Her full breasts, narrow waist, and luscious lips were enough to make any man's mouth water. But it was the mole on her belly that truly captivated me. I couldn't wait to get her alone and press my body against hers, feeling her softness and warmth against my hard, muscular form.my dick grow hard in an instant, my mind filled with filthy thoughts of my wife's body and the things I wanted to do to her. I could hardly contain himself when naina is around. Suddenly nitin said "Mr. Singh, I have a business deal for you. If you have time, we can discuss it."I looked at him, my eyes cold and hard. "What made you think I have any interest in making a deal with you?" I asked, my tone dripping with disdain.Nitin's composure faltered for a moment, but he quickly regained it. "I can give you what you've been trying to find for quite some time," he said, his voice steady but tense.I narrowed my eyes, my patience wearing thin. "So you dare to stalk me?" I snapped, my voice harsh and threatening.Nitin's face dropped, a look of seriousness replacing his previous confidence. He realized then that he had chosen the wrong person to deal with. He was in over his head, and he knew it.As the tension between us thickened, I could see the fear in his eyes. He had underestimated me, and now he was paying the price. This was my world, and I wouldn't tolerate any threats to my power or my family.Then he smirked, a hint of arrogance returning. "I have no time to stalk you, Mr. Singh. You know I am a businessman, so I have information that's good for my business. Also, my club is very popular in the underworld. News flies in the air; you just need to be careful to listen."His words hung in the air between us, and I could feel the tension rising. He wasn't just an undercover cop; he was a man who thrived on the same dangerous edge as I did. It made him a more formidable opponent than I had initially thought.I leaned in closer, my voice a low growl. "Be very careful, Nitin. In our world, information can be as dangerous as a loaded gun."I leaned in closer, my voice a low growl. "What do you think you can offer?"Nitin's smirk widened. "I can tell you where to find your favorite Russian."My interest piqued, but I kept my expression neutral. "And what do you want in return?" I asked, my voice cold and calculating."I want protection from your end. You know I've upset some of my Russian fellows," he said, his tone serious.For a moment, I weighed his words. Protection was not a small favor to ask, especially from someone like me. But the information he dangled was tempting. Finding that Russian could change everything.I leaned back slightly, my eyes never leaving his. "You want protection? That's a hefty price for information. Are you sure you can deliver?"Nitin nodded, his confidence unwavering. "I know I can. And I know you can keep your end of the bargain."As we stood there, the deal hanging in the balance, I realized this was a gamble for both of us. Nitin had made his move, and now it was up to me to decide the next play. The stakes were high, but in our world, they always were.I called Dhruv, my cousin and right-hand man. When he picked up, I heard groaning sounds in the background. I knew exactly what he was doing.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"Meet me at the office now," I said firmly.

He clicked his tongue in annoyance, and I heard a girl moaning.

"Don't you have a wife? Go have fun with her and stop cockblocking me," he replied.

My mood soured instantly. "If you're not in my office soon, I'll burn your dick," I threatened, then cut the call.
Turning to Ansh, I signaled him over. "Ansh, stay with Naina," I said firmly. "I'm going with Nitin. I will go straight home afterward."Ansh nodded, his eyes flicking between Nitin and me, understanding the gravity of the situation. "Be careful," he said quietly."I always am," I replied, giving him a reassuring nod before turning back to Nitin. "Let's go."We left the party together, the vibrant energy of the event fading behind us as we stepped out into the cool night air. The drive to my office was silent.Once we arrived at my office, I led him inside, closing the door behind us. The room was dimly lit, the shadows casting an ominous atmosphere over our meeting.I walked over to my desk, gesturing for Nitin to sit. "Now, let's discuss your offer in detail," I said, my tone leaving no room for nonsense.Nitin took a seat, his expression serious. "I can tell you exactly where to find your favorite Russian. In return, I need protection from my Russian adversaries. They've become... problematic."I leaned back in my chair, steepling my fingers as I considered his words. "And how do I know this information is reliable?" I asked, my voice calm but edged with threat.Nitin met my gaze steadily. "Because it's in my best interest to keep you satisfied. My survival depends on it."A tense silence filled the room as I weighed his proposal. Finally, I nodded slowly. "Very well. You have a deal. But remember, Nitin, cross me, and no one will be able to protect you."He nodded, understanding the gravity of my words. "I won't disappoint you."At that moment, the door to my office opened, and Dhruv walked in."Dhurv, this is Nitin," I said, introducing them. "For further details about our arrangement, you'll contact Dhruv. He will ensure everything runs smoothly."Nitin nodded, acknowledging Dhruv with a respectful glance. "Understood."I looked at Dhruv, giving him a brief nod. He understood without a word, his gaze steady and reassuring. With the meeting concluded, I turned back to Nitin. "You may leave now. Dhruv will be in touch."Nitin stood, offering a final nod before exiting the office. The moment he was gone, I turned to Dhruv. "Keep a close eye on him. This deal is too important to let slip."Dhruv nodded. "Consider it done."Satisfied, I left the office, heading home to Naina and Ansh.The drive home from the office was filled with a sense of anticipation. The deal with Nitin was a significant move, and I felt a mixture of caution and excitement. My thoughts drifted back to Naina and Ansh, hoping they were enjoying the rest of the party without any disturbances.
Upon arriving at our mansion, I noticed an unusual quietness. The downstairs area was deserted, the usual staff nowhere to be seen. It was late, and I assumed everyone had retired for the night.
I headed upstairs towards our bedroom suite, which was a unique setup. Ansh and I had always shared a connected suite, but when Naina came into our lives, we had adjusted to all sleep in the same bed. It was unconventional, but it worked for us.
As I approached the door to our bedroom, I could hear soft, muffled sounds. My steps slowed, and I listened more intently. Naina's voice, soft and breathy, reached my ears. A wave of curiosity and possessiveness washed over me.
Quietly, I opened the door. The sight before me made me pause. Naina was naked lying on the bed, her body arching slightly as Ansh kissed her passionately. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted in a moan. Ansh's hands caressed her body, and there was a tenderness in their interaction that spoke volumes of the bond we all shared.
For a moment, I simply watched, a mixture of emotions swirling within me. Naina and Ansh were lost in each other, unaware of my presence. Their connection was undeniable, a testament to the unique love we all shared. But seeing them together also stirred a primal possessiveness in me, a reminder of the deep, intertwined relationships we had forged.
Finally, I cleared my throat softly say " did i interput anything" Ansh and Naina's eyes snapped open, and they looked at me, a mix of surprise

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