The next morning, Neelam saw Kavita emerging from the room, looking like a crushed flower with her open hair and faded makeup. The signs of a night filled with passion and happiness were evident on her face.
Kavita approached Neelam with a satisfied smile. "Thank you, Neelam," she said. "You made my night."
Neelam's confusion was palpable. "But how did you do it?" she asked, struggling to understand.
Kavita's smile turned into a smirk. "It's bhabhi, not Kavi," she corrected. "And I also have something Bhim can love. I practiced because I knew one day this moment would come."
Neelam's eyes widened in shock. "But..."
Kavita interrupted her, her tone firm and decisive. "By the way, I've called Damad Ji. He'll be here soon to take you home and away from my life."
Neelam's face turned pale as she realized the gravity of the situation. Kavita had not only survived the night but had also found a way to turn the tables on her. She had underestimated Kavita's resolve and resourcefulness.
Kavita turned away, her steps confident as she walked back towards Bhim. She knew that maintaining the facade was still crucial, but she felt empowered by the success of the previous night. With Neelam out of the picture, she could focus on caring for Bhim and keeping their relationship strong.
As Neelam watched her leave, she felt a mix of frustration and resignation. She had played her hand, and it had failed. Now, she had no choice but to accept the consequences and leave, hoping that her brother would find happiness in the love he believed he shared with Kavita.
Kavita, determined to keep the spark alive and deepen her connection with Bhim, decided to change her appearance from a traditional housewife to a modern, sexy wife. That evening, she approached Bhim with a mischievous smile."Bhim, I want to surprise you. If you don't mind, I want to look hotter for you," she said, her eyes twinkling with anticipation.
Bhim looked at her with a curious smile. "I don't have any problem with that, Kavita. I trust you completely."
The next night, Kavita prepared herself meticulously. After a refreshing shower, she wrapped a towel around her chest, her heart racing with excitement and a hint of nervousness. She wanted to create an unforgettable moment for Bhim.
As she entered the bedroom, the soft light highlighted her freshly showered skin. She walked with deliberate grace, her hips swaying with each step. Just as she reached Bhim, her towel loosened and fell to the floor, revealing her red bikini that clung to her curves.
Bhim's eyes widened in shock and awe. "Kavita...baby," he stammered, unable to tear his gaze away from her.
Kavita gave him a sultry smile, her confidence growing. "I want you, baby," she whispered, her voice filled with desire. "I want you inside me."
Bhim's shock quickly turned to passion as he reached out to her, pulling her close. "You're incredible, Kavita," he murmured, his hands exploring her body.
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My Transformation To My Mother
General Fictionkavi a young man just steeped to 20 have to take very hard decision to save his parents....