2. Guru Ji’s Ashram – Rishikesh
Isha joins the 7-day silent retreat. Guru Ji breaks his 20-year celibacy vow on the first night.
1. Step-Brother’s Wedding Night – Jaipur Palace
Isha in crimson lehenga. Her new step-brother in sherwani. The family thinks they’re dancing at the sangeet… they’re actually fucking in the palace corridors.
Chapter 1 – First Look in the Mirror
Chapter 2 – Store Room & Sindoor
Chapter 3 – Terrace Under Fireworks
Chapter 4 – Bridal Suite Before Vidaai
Chapter 5 – Honeymoon That Was Never Theirs
Chapter 1 – First Look in the Mirror
The palace mirror was 200 years old, framed in pure gold. Isha stood in front of it adjusting her heavy lehenga when he walked in — Aryan, her mother’s new husband’s son. Twenty-six, tall, shoulders filling the sherwani like it was painted on. Their eyes met in the mirror. “You shouldn’t be here,” she whispered. “Neither should you look like that,” he answered, stepping behind her. His hands slid around her bare waist, thumbs brushing the edge of her blouse. The heavy kundan necklace clinked as he pulled her back against his chest. She felt him — hard, huge, pressing into the small of her back through layers of silk. “We’re family now,” she tried. “Not by blood,” he growled against her ear, teeth closing on the lobe. One hand slipped lower, under the lehenga, under the nothing she wore beneath, and found her already soaked. “Fuck, Isha… you came ready for war.” Two fingers pushed inside without warning. She bit her lip so hard it bled to stay quiet while the entire family laughed outside… (continues for 1,800 more words: slow fingering, sindoor rubbed on her breasts, first orgasm against the mirror, him making her watch herself come undone)
Chapter 2 – Store Room & Sindoor
He dragged her into the dark store room filled with old wedding trunks. Pushed her against a stack of silk cushions, lifted the lehenga to her waist, and used the bride’s sindoor to paint a thick red line from her navel to her clit. Then he knelt and licked it off slowly while she sobbed his name into a dupatta to stay quiet. When he finally stood and entered her in one brutal thrust, the entire stack of trunks shook… (full scene: sindoor play, rough standing sex, her payal chiming, almost getting caught)
Chapter 3 – Terrace Under Fireworks
Midnight fireworks. Everyone watching the sky. Isha bent over the marble railing, lehenga bunched at her waist, Aryan taking her from behind while the sky exploded in gold and red above them. Every thrust timed with the booms so her screams blended with the celebration…
Chapter 4 – Bridal Suite Before Vidaai
4 a.m. The actual bridal suite. The real bride asleep in another wing. Isha riding Aryan on the marital bed, sindoor smeared across both their chests, mangalsutra swinging between her breasts with every bounce…
Chapter 5 – Honeymoon That Was Never Theirs
They stole the honeymoon suite in Maldives for one night. Champagne, ocean view, her in nothing but the mangalsutra he never let her remove…
3. Father-in-Law’s Farmhouse – Punjab
Husband away for one month. Isha left alone with the 58-year-old patriarch who suddenly isn’t so old anymore.
4. Boss’s Private Jet – 40,000 feet
Delhi to Dubai red-eye. Only two passengers. Turbulence becomes an excuse.
5. Ex-Boyfriend’s Engagement Party – Mumbai
Isha crashes the party in a backless black saree. Takes him in the bathroom while his fiancée gives a speech outside.