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Chauhan Dynasty Ka Sabse Bada Secret Maa Aur Beta ( Completed ) By AllelBoss
Author AllelBoss
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Ramgarh ki raat aaj sach mein jaise kisi rajmahal ki baraat ho rahi ho. Haveli ke bade se main gate se lekar andar tak har taraf lights jagmagaa rahi thi yellow, white aur red bulbs ki strings latak rahi thi, jaise koi festival ho. Phoolon ki malaen har column pe latki hui thi, marigold ke bright orange aur rajnigandha ke white phoolon ka khushboo itna gehra tha ki saans lete hi nasha chadh jata. Sugar mill walon ne bada contribution kiya tha is celebration mein unki taraf se truck bhar ke mithaiyan aur cold drinks aa rahi thi. Kyunki yeh sirf ek election victory nahi thi. Yeh Chauhan family ki 35 saal purani rajneeti ki jeet thi. Ramgarh aur uske aaspaas ke 45 vidhan sabha seats pe Chauhan ka kabza tha, aur aaj phir ek baar sabne sar jhuka diya tha.
Haveli khud ek purana khazana thi. 150 saal purani, British time ki architecture mix karke bani thi high marble columns, jali wali windows, Italian marble floors jo raat ke andhere mein bhi chamak rahe the. Andar courtyard mein fountain chal raha tha, usmein rose petals daale hue the. Log bolte the ki is haveli mein har deewaar, har khirki, har darwaza ek secret rakhta hai. Aur aaj ki raat woh secrets aur bhi gehre lag rahe the.
Malvika Chauhan drawing hall ke exact beech mein khadi thi. Uski deep red silk saree itni luxurious thi ki light padte hi chamak uth rahi thi. Saree ka fabric itna fine tha ki uske har curve ko gently hug kar raha tha uski wide hips, flat stomach aur especially uski full, heavy breasts. Blouse bilkul lowcut tha, front mein deep Vneck, jismein uski creamy fair cleavage ka gehra valley saaf dikhai de raha tha. Har saans ke saath woh valley thoda uparneeche ho rahi thi, jaise koi invitation ho. Blouse ke sleeves short the, uski smooth arms pe heavy gold bangles khanak rahe the. Neck pe ek thick gold necklace with big pendant tha jo uski cleavage ke beech mein latak raha tha, jaise arrow ki tarah attention draw kar raha ho. Kaano mein long jhumke, maang mein bindi, aur haathon mein mehndi ka halka rang abhi bhi tha.
Uska chehra perfect tha 42 saal ki umar mein bhi bilkul fresh, glowing skin, sharp jawline, full lips pe subtle red lipstick. Aankhein kaajal se lined, lekin unmein ek mysterious calculating look tha. Woh smile kar rahi thi, lekin woh smile sirf lips tak thi. Aankhein hamesha scan kar rahi thi kaun kya bol raha hai, kaun kitna dar raha hai, kaun kitna laalach mein hai.
Aunty ji, aap toh aaj devi lakshmi lag rahi hain! ek chhote neta ne haath jod kar kaha, uski aankhein Malvika ke blouse pe tik rahi thi.
Malvika ne apni soft, cultured voice mein jawab diya, Arre beta, aap logon ki meherbani hai. Aap sabke ashirwad se hi yeh jeet hui hai. Usne halka sa sir jhukaya, pallu ko thoda adjust kiya, lekin jaanbujh kar itna slow ki uski left breast ka upper curve aur bhi zyada dikhai de gaya. Neta ka chehra laal ho gaya. Malvika andar se muskuraayi yeh log itne easy hain control karna.
Haveli mein shor bahut tha. Music baj raha tha mix of old Bollywood songs aur latest UP ke item numbers. Chauhan zindabad! Vikram bhaiya MLA ki jai! ke naare gunj rahe the. Politicians ke groups alagalag khade the, kuch whisper kar rahe the, kuch loudly has rahe the. Police officers uniform mein the, unmein SP Narayan Singh sabse prominent tha 50 saal ka, strong built, lekin aankhein hamesha profit dhoondhti thi. Uski biwi uske saath thi, par uski nazar bhi baarbaar Malvika pe ja rahi thi. Malvika ne notice kiya. Woh jaanti thi ki SP ko family ne kitna paisa diya hai is election mein.
Contractors bhi the sugar mill owners, land developers, road builders. Ek contractor, Mukesh Kumar, apne motape se bhare body ke saath khada tha, haath mein whiskey glass. Uski taraf se envelope abhi bhi Ranveer bhaiya ke paas pahunch chuka tha. Malvika ne sab dekha. Uski nazar har chehre pe se guzar rahi thi jaise scanner.
Malvika bhabhi, aaj toh aapki beauty se pura hall glow kar raha hai, Ranveer Chauhan ne aate hue kaha. 52 saal ka, thoda mota, lekin powerful. Usne apna haath Malvika ke kandhe pe rakha, touch thoda zyada der tak rakha, fingers halke se dabaye. Malvika ne andar se ghin mehsoos ki yeh aadmi auraton ko treat karne ka expert tha, lekin family ke liye sirf paisa aur power. Bahar se woh pyari smile kiye rahi.
Ranveer bhaiya, aap hi toh is family ke real strength ho. Aapke bina yeh sab possible nahi hota, usne itna sweet bola ki Ranveer khud ko raja samajhne laga. Par Malvika soch rahi thi strength? Tu toh sirf ek bada sa leech hai jo family ka khoon choos raha hai.
Tabhi darwaze pe halla hua. Logon ne mud kar dekha. Aryan Chauhan aa gaya tha.
Malvika ki saans ek second ke liye ruk gayi. Uske 19 saal ke bete ne simple white shirt pehni hui thi, sleeves rolled up, black jeans mein. College se seedha ghar pahuncha tha exams ke baad. Uska kad lamba tha, shoulders broad, face sharp uski maa ki fair skin aur uske father ke features ka perfect mix. Baalon mein thoda gel, aankhein bright, lekin thaki hui.
Aryan seedha apni maa ki taraf badha. Logon ke beech se guzarta hua uski nazar sirf Malvika pe thi. Jab woh paas pahuncha toh Malvika ne apna haath uske chehre pe rakha. Uski ungliyan uske jaw pe gently touch ki. Beta… kitna thak gaya hoga tu. Exams ke baad seedha yahan? Paani piya? Kuch khaya?
Unke beech ka distance bahut kam tha. Malvika ki saree ki pallu thoda slip ho chuka tha side se. Uske deep neckline se uski breasts ka soft upper part aur gehra cleavage clearly visible tha. Light pad rahi thi uspe, skin glow kar rahi thi. Aryan ki nazar automatically wahan giri. Sirf ek second, lekin Malvika ne feel kiya. Uske nipples silk blouse ke andar thoda tight ho gaye. Ek garam si lahar uske pet se neeche ki taraf gayi. Woh khud ko rok nahi payi usne apne bete ka haath pakad kar apni kamar pe rakha, jaise support ke liye.
Sab theek hai na, Maa? Aryan ne dheere se poocha. Uski awaaz mein sirf uske liye care thi. Uske haath ki garmi Malvika ki saree ke through mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Malvika ne halke se smile kiya. Uski aankhon mein ek gehra, dark hunger tha jo sirf Aryan ko dikhta tha. Ab tu aa gaya hai toh sab theek hai, beta.
Around unke, logon ka shor tha. Vikram bhaiya aa rahe hain! kisi ne chillaya. Par Malvika aur Aryan ke beech ek alag hi duniya ban gayi thi. Unki bodies ke beech invisible current flow kar raha tha. Malvika mehsoos kar rahi thi ki uske bete ka haath uski kamar pe thoda tight press ho raha hai. Uski saans thodi heavy ho gayi. Andar kuch geela hone laga tha woh khud pe hairaan thi. Yeh mera beta hai, mera khoon… phir yeh ehsaas kyun?
Woh soch rahi thi is haveli mein har koi mujhe patni, bahu, mother samajhta hai. Lekin yeh ladka… yeh sirf mera hai. Mera sabse bada secret, sabse bada weakness, aur ek din sabse bada power ban sakta hai.
Tabhi Vikram Chauhan aa gaya. 48 saal ka, thoda sa heavy, aankhein red whiskey se. Usne ek haath mein glass pakda hua tha, doosre haath se ek contractor ko gale lagaya. Arre wah! Mera beta aur meri patni! Photo khichwao koi jaldi se!
Malvika ne turant apna perfect wife wala expression laga liya dignified smile, eyes slightly lowered. Photographer ne un teeno ki photo li. Flash ne chamkaya. Photo mein Malvika bilkul ideal lag rahi thi beautiful, graceful, loyal. Lekin us waqt uska haath Aryan ke lower back pe tha. Nails halke se uski shirt ke andar dabaye hue the. Aryan ne ek saans roki, uski body stiff ho gayi.
Click.
Photo khinch chuki thi. Log taaliyan baja rahe the.
Malvika ne andar se socha yeh dynasty bahar se itni chamakdar dikhti hai. Andar se yeh sirf ek cage hai. Vikram weak hai, Ranveer greedy, Dhruv dangerous, Bhushan cold. Savitri religious mask pehne vicious hai. Par main… main yahan 20 saal se sab dekh rahi hoon. Har transaction, har deal, har aurat jo is ghar mein tooti hai.
Aur ab yeh ladka wapas aa gaya hai. Uske saath kuch naya feel ho raha hai. Jab usne mujhe touch kiya, mera sharir respond kiya. Yeh galat hai? Shayad. Lekin yeh haveli mein sahi aur galat ka kya matlab? Yahan toh power hi sahi hai.
Raat aur gehri hoti gayi. Music loud ho gaya. Log dance karne lage courtyard mein. Malvika logon se milti rahi haath milati, smile karti, compliments leti. Har do minute baad uski nazar Aryan ko dhoondh leti. Woh corner mein khada tha, college friends ke saath baat kar raha tha jo aaye the, lekin uski aankhein bhi baarbaar maa pe ja rahi thi.
Ek baar Malvika balcony ki taraf chali gayi, thoda fresh air lene. Haveli ke bahar Ramgarh ki lights dikhai de rahi thi sugar mills ke chimneys, roads, aur door tak fields. Raat thandi thi, lekin uski saree ke andar garmi thi.
Aryan uske peeche aa gaya. Maa… aap thak gayi hongi. Andar chaliye, kuch kha lijiye. Main aapke liye plate bana deta hoon.
Malvika ne ghum kar uski taraf dekha. Unki aankhein mili. Sirf kuch seconds, lekin usmein bahut kuch tha. Protection. Hunger. Ek naya ehsaas jo dono abhi naam nahi de paa rahe the. Malvika ki saans thodi tez ho gayi. Usne dheere se kaha, Hinglish mein, sirf uske liye:
Beta… aaj raat bahut lambi hai. Tu mere paas rehna. Mummy ko tera support chahiye. Bahut din baad tu ghar aaya hai… mujhe feel ho raha hai jaise pura ghar abhi alive ho gaya.
Aryan ne nod kiya. Uski aankhon mein sparkle tha. Main hamesha aapke paas hoon, Maa.
Malvika ne andar se ek gehri saans li. Uski body mein ek current daud gaya jab usne socha ki yeh ladka ab uske itna close hai. Uski breasts heavy feel ho rahi thi, nipples sensitive. Woh jaanti thi ki yeh sirf shuruaat hai.
Yeh dynasty ki raat thi bahar jeet, taaliyan, power. Lekin andar, Malvika Chauhan ke dil aur sharir mein ek naya silsila shuru hone wala tha. Ek aisa silsila jo is haveli ki 150 saal purani deewaron ko bhi hila sakta tha. Ek silsila jo log soch bhi nahi sakte the.
Woh smile kiya, pallu ko thoda adjust kiya, aur wapas hall mein chali gayi. Aryan uske saath tha, ek kadam peeche.
Raat abhi bahut lambi thi.
Victory ki raat ke baad haveli mein sannata chha gaya tha. Bahar courtyard mein abhi bhi kuch lights jal rahi thi, lekin andar ke corridors mein sirf faint golden glow tha. Malvika Chauhan apne bedroom mein thi woh bedroom jo technically Vikram ke saath share hota tha, lekin asal mein do alagalag duniyaon ka border tha.
Room bahut bada tha, purane zamane ka. High ceiling, wooden beams, Italian marble floor jo raat ke andhere mein bhi thanda chamak raha tha. Ek taraf Malvika ka kingsize bed tha pure white silk sheets, heavy brocade cover, aur uske upar ek chhota sa canopy with sheer curtains. Doosri taraf, room ke opposite corner mein, Vikram ka bed tha. Alag. Ek solid wooden partition ke peeche, jaise dono ke beech ek invisible wall ho. Shared wall thi, lekin shared life nahi.
Malvika ab change kar chuki thi. Victory wali deep red saree utar di thi. Ab woh ek sheer black nightie mein thi bilkul thin silk, almost transparent. Nightie uske knees tak thi, lekin slits dono taraf se itne high the ki har kadam pe uski smooth, fair thighs dikhai de jaate the. Neckline deep tha, Vshape mein, jismein uski heavy, full breasts ka major part exposed tha. Nipples halke se dikhte the fabric ke through, kyuki raat ki thandi hawa mein woh thode tight ho gaye the. Baal khule hue the, lambe kaale waves uski back tak latak rahe the. Chehre pe abhi bhi woh perfect makeup tha, lekin ab halka sa smudged victory ki raat ke thakaan aur excitement ka nishaan.
Woh ek purane wooden drawer ke paas khadi thi. Yeh drawer haveli ka sabse purana piece tha heavy teak wood, intricate carving, aur ek chhota sa brass lock. Malvika ne apni soft haathon se lock khola. Andar ek chhota personal phone tha black, simple, koi fancy nahi. Us phone mein sirf ek hi number saved tha: Rohit (cousin, Indore). Aur kuch hidden files.
Usne phone on kiya. Screen ki blue light uske chehre pe padi. Uski aankhein calm thi, bilkul controlled. Par uske andar calculation chal raha tha. Aaj raat ke transfers check karne the chhotechhote amounts jo dheeredheere uske secret account mein ja rahe the. ₹40,000 yahan, ₹1.2 lakh wahan. Eight years se yeh silsila chal raha tha. Koi notice nahi karta. Kyunki Malvika Chauhan sirf ghar sambhalti hai wali image bahut strong thi.
Moonlight jali windows se andar aa raha tha. Soft, silver rays uski body pe pad rahe the. Sheer nightie ke through uski curves perfectly highlight ho rahi thi uski narrow waist, wide hips, aur especially uski breasts ka soft bounce jab woh saans leti thi. Uski skin glow kar rahi thi, fair aur smooth, jaise doodh mein dubi ho. Ek haath se woh drawer ke papers touch kar rahi thi, doosre haath se apne neck pe halka massage de rahi thi. Victory ki raat mein itna bolna, itna smile karna thakaan toh thi, lekin uske saath ek alag si excitement bhi.
Tabhi darwaza halka sa khatkhataaya.
Malvika ne turant phone lock kiya aur drawer band kar diya. Uski expression calm rahi, lekin dil ki dhadkan thodi tez ho gayi.
Kaun hai? usne soft voice mein poocha.
Maa… main hoon.
Aryan.
Malvika ne ek gehri saans li. Uski body mein wohi garam lahar phir se daud gayi jo victory hall mein hui thi. Woh darwaze ki taraf gayi, nightie ke slits se uski thighs flash kar rahi thi. Jab usne darwaza khola, Aryan wahan khada tha. Abhi bhi wohi white shirt aur jeans mein, lekin ab shirt ke do buttons khule hue the. Uske chehre pe thakaan thi, lekin aankhon mein kuch aur bhi ek intense curiosity, aur kuch gehra jo woh khud bhi samajh nahi paa raha tha.
Beta… itni raat ko? Soya nahi abhi tak? Malvika ne poocha, lekin usne darwaza poora khol diya aur andar aane ka ishara kiya.
Aryan andar aaya. Uski nazar turant maa pe giri. Sheer black nightie… moonlight… uski mother ki body ka almost every curve clearly visible. Breasts ka heavy shape, nipples ke faint outline, waist ka curve, hips ka sway. Aryan ki gardan garam ho gayi. Woh jaldi se nazar hataane ki koshish kiya, lekin fail ho gaya.
Victory ki raat thi… neend nahi aa rahi thi, Maa, usne dheere se kaha. Aap bhi jaag rahi hain?
Malvika ne door band kiya aur lock laga diya. Phir woh wapas drawer ke paas chali gayi, jaanbujh kar slow steps leti hui taaki nightie uske body pe aur bhi sensual tareeke se move kare. Haan beta… thoda kaam tha. Accounts check kar rahi thi. Tum jaante ho na, main hi sab sambhalti hoon hotel aur trust ke.
Woh drawer ke paas khadi ho gayi, peeth Aryan ki taraf. Jaise accidentally ho, nightie ka ek strap thoda slip ho gaya uske shoulder se. Ab uski left breast ka upper curve aur bhi zyada exposed thi. Soft moonlight uspe pad raha tha, skin ko creamy glow de raha tha.
Aryan bed ke paas khada tha, lekin uski aankhein maa ke body pe thi. Uski jeans mein kuch tight hone laga tha. Woh khud pe gussa aa raha tha yeh meri maa hai, par yeh feeling kyun? Usne try kiya nazar hatane ka, lekin Malvika ne ghum kar uski taraf dekha. Uski aankhein calm thi, lekin uske lips pe ek halka sa smile tha.
Baitho beta, usne kaha aur khud bed ke edge pe baith gayi. Nightie upar chadh gayi, uski smooth thighs almost full expose ho gayi. Aaj hall mein bahut log the. Tum thak gaye hoge. Mummy ke paas aao.
Aryan paas aaya aur bed pe baith gaya, uske bilkul side mein. Unke beech sirf kuch inches ka faasla tha. Malvika ne apna haath uske haath pe rakha. Uski ungliyan gently uske fingers mein phansi. Tumhe dekh kar aaj bahut accha laga. Itne din baad ghar aaye ho… lag raha hai jaise pura ghar phir se jeevit ho gaya.
Aryan ne uski taraf dekha. Malvika ki nightie ke andar uski breasts har saans ke saath hil rahi thi. Nipples ab aur clear dikhte the. Uski khushboo woh expensive jasmine aur sandalwood wali Aryan ke naak mein ghus rahi thi. Uska dil zorzor se dhadak raha tha.
Maa… aap bahut beautiful lag rahi hain aaj, usne dheere se bola, phir turant sharma gaya. Matlab… victory ki wajah se.
Malvika ne halke se has diya. Uski hasi soft thi, lekin usmein ek naya husky tone tha. Beta… beautiful? Mummy ko yeh compliment de rahe ho? Usne apna haath uske chehre pe rakha, thumb se uske lower lip ko gently chhua. Tum bhi bahut handsome ho gaye ho. College mein ladkiyan line maarti hongi.
Aryan ne kuch nahi kaha. Uski aankhein maa ki cleavage pe thi. Malvika ne notice kiya. Uske andar ek wild thrill hua. Uski chut mein halka sa geelapan feel hua. Woh jaanti thi ki yeh galat hai, lekin is haveli mein galat ka matlab kuch aur hi tha.
Woh thoda aur close ho gayi. Ab unki thighs touch ho rahi thi. Malvika ki nightie ka fabric itna thin tha ki Aryan ko uski body ki garmi feel ho rahi thi. Do rooms hain is kamre mein, beta, usne dheere se kaha, voice mein ek gehra meaning tha. Ek mein main, doosre mein tumhara papa. Par asal zindagi mein… hum dono alagalag cages mein band hain.
Aryan ne uski aankhon mein dekha. Maa… aap khush nahi ho yahan?
Malvika ne smile kiya, lekin us smile mein dard aur determination dono tha. Khush? Beta, khushi toh bahut pehle chhod di thi maine. Ab sirf plan hai. Aur tum… tum mere sabse bade plan ho.
Uski ungliyan ab Aryan ke neck pe thi, gently massage kar rahi thi. Aryan ki saans tez ho gayi. Uski jeans mein erection ab chhupana mushkil ho raha tha. Malvika ne neeche dekha, phir uski aankhon mein. Koi sharm nahi. Sirf ek calm, controlled hunger.
Raat bahut lambi hai, usne whispered. Yahan baitho mere paas. Mummy ko tumhari closeness chahiye aaj.
Aryan baitha raha. Malvika ne apna sir uske shoulder pe rakh diya. Uski heavy breasts uske arm pe press ho rahi thi. Soft, warm, silk ke through bhi unki softness feel ho rahi thi. Dono chup the, lekin room mein electric tension thi. Moonlight jali se andar aa raha tha, un dono ko silver mein wrap kar raha tha.
Malvika soch rahi thi yeh ladka ab sirf mera beta nahi. Yeh mera future hai. Mera escape. Aur shayad… mera sabse gehra secret bhi ban sakta hai.
Aryan soch raha tha Maa itni close kabhi nahi thi. Uski khushboo, uski body ki garmi, uski soft voice… sab kuch alag feel ho raha tha. Aur yeh feeling band nahi ho rahi thi.
Do rooms the is kamre mein.
Lekin aaj raat, unke beech ka faasla kam hone laga tha
Victory ki raat ke do din baad haveli thodi shaant ho gayi thi, lekin andar ki hawa abhi bhi garam thi. Malvika ne decide kiya tha ki aaj raat sirf uska aur Aryan ka hoga. Vikram toh pehle hi Lucknow chala gaya tha party meeting ke bahane, aur baaki family apneapne rooms mein busy thi. Savitri ne apni evening prayer kar li thi, Ranveer aur Dhruv apne kaam mein lage the. Perfect time tha.
Malvika ne specially ek cream silk saree pehni thi woh wali jo uski skin se bilkul match karti thi, almost jaise second skin. Saree ka fabric itna soft aur shiny tha ki har movement pe glow karta tha. Blouse sleeveless tha, low back wala, aur front mein deep neckline jo uski heavy breasts ke beech ka gehra valley saaf dikha raha tha. Pallu ko usne jaanbujh kar thoda loose rakha tha, taaki left shoulder aur cleavage ka bada hissa exposed rahe. Baal open the, sirf ek side se clip kiya hua, ek latak raha tha uske right breast ke upar tak. Thodi si mehndi abhi bhi haathon mein thi, aur woh expensive sandalwood perfume jo Aryan ko hamesha pasand tha.
Rooftop pe table set karwaya tha. Small, intimate sirf do chairs, white tablecloth, silver plates. String lights upar latak rahi thi, soft golden glow de rahi thi. Background mein Ramgarh ki raat chamak rahi thi sugar mills ke lights, highway ki glowing line, aur door tak kheton ki silhouette. Hawa thandi thi, lekin rooftop pe un dono ke beech ki garmi badh rahi thi.
Malvika khud kitchen se khana laya thi garmagaram roti, paneer butter masala, dal makhani, aur Aryan ka favourite aloo paratha. Nisha (uski personal maid) ko bhi bhej diya tha neeche, Aaj hum dono ko disturb mat karna.
Jab Aryan upar aaya, woh simple grey tshirt aur black track pants mein tha. College ka thakaan abhi bhi uske chehre pe tha, lekin maa ko dekh kar uski aankhein chamak uthi.
Maa… yeh sab kya? Itna grand setup? usne haskar poocha.
Malvika ne smile kiya, woh smile jo sirf uske liye reserved thi. Beta, tumhare liye. Do din se itna busy tha tu victory celebration mein. Aaj sirf hum dono. No politics, no family, no log. Sirf tu aur main.
Woh table ke paas baith gayi. Pallu thoda aur slip ho gaya, ab uski left breast ka almost pura upper curve aur deep cleavage clearly visible tha. Cream silk pe uski fair skin aur bhi glow kar rahi thi. Breasts har saans ke saath gently hil rahi thi, nipples ke faint outline fabric ke through dikhte the kyuki woh bra nahi pehni thi aaj raat.
Aryan baith gaya uske saamne. Unki aankhein mili. Sirf kuch seconds, lekin usmein bahut kuch tha. Malvika ne plate se ek chhota piece roti toda, uspe thoda paneer rakha, aur apni ungliyon se Aryan ke muh ki taraf badhaya.
Kholo muh, beta.
Aryan ne muh khola. Jab uski ungliyan uske lips ko touch ki, dono ko current laga. Malvika ki soft, warm fingers Aryan ke lower lip pe thodi der tak ruki. Usne dheere se roti andar push ki, phir apni ungliyan bahar nikali bilkul slow, jaise jaanbujh kar touch prolong kar rahi ho.
Accha laga? usne soft voice mein poocha, aankhein Aryan ki aankhon mein locked.
Aryan ne nod kiya, lekin uski nazar maa ke cleavage pe thi. Bahut accha, Maa… aap khud banaya hai na?
Haan beta. Tumhare liye sab kuch khud. Malvika ne doosra piece liya, is baar aur close se feed kiya. Ab unke faces sirf ek foot door the. String lights ki golden roshni Malvika ke chehre pe pad rahi thi uski full lips, kaajal wali aankhein, aur woh subtle seductive glow. Hawa mein uska perfume mix ho raha tha khane ki khushboo ke saath.
Jab Aryan ne kha liya, Malvika ne apni ungliyan apne hi lips pe ragdi, jaise saaf kar rahi ho, lekin aankhein Aryan pe thi. Tum college mein kya kar rahe ho? Ladkiyan pareshan toh nahi karti na?
Aryan ne halke se hasa, lekin uski awaaz thodi husky ho gayi. Maa… aap hamesha yahi poochti ho. Koi nahi hai. Sab aap jaisi nahi hain.
Malvika ki aankhein thodi dark ho gayi. Woh thoda aur forward jhuki. Pallu ab almost girne wala tha, uski breasts ka deep valley aur bhi gehra dikhai de raha tha. Aap jaisi matlab?
Aryan ne saans roki. Uski nazar seedha maa ke breasts pe thi. Matlab… itni beautiful, itni strong, itni caring. Aur… usne ruk gaya.
Malvika ne smile kiya. Uski ungliyan table ke upar Aryan ke haath pe chali gayi. Gently caress karne lagi. Aur kya, beta? Bol na. Mummy se kya chhupana.
Aryan ki gardan garam ho gayi. Uski track pants mein erection tight ho chuki thi. Aur… jab aap mere paas hoti ho na, toh mujhe bahut accha lagta hai. Jaise… pura duniya bhool jata hoon.
Malvika ki chut mein halka geelapan feel hua. Woh khud hairaan thi ki uska beta itna direct bol raha hai. Par usne control nahi khoya. Uski ungliyan ab Aryan ke wrist pe thi, gently stroke kar rahi thi. Beta… yeh feeling galat nahi hai. Is haveli mein bahut kuch galat hai paisa, power, log. Par hum dono ke beech jo hai… woh sach hai.
Woh uthi, table ke around aayi aur Aryan ke chair ke bilkul paas khadi ho gayi. Ab uski thighs uske shoulder se touch ho rahi thi. Saree ka pallu poora slip ho chuka tha ek taraf, dono breasts ka major part exposed tha. Cream silk ke upar uski skin chamak rahi thi.
Ek aur bite lo, usne kaha aur phir se roti ka piece uske muh ki taraf badhaya. Is baar jab Aryan ne muh khola, Malvika ne jaanbujh kar apni ungliyan uske lips ke andar thodi der tak rakhi. Aryan ne unko halke se chusa sirf instinct se. Malvika ki saans tez ho gayi.
Maa… Aryan ne dheere se kaha, aankhein upar utha kar uski aankhon mein dekhte hue.
Malvika ne uske baal mein haath daala, gently massage kiya. Haan beta… bolo. Jo mann kare bolo. Aaj sirf hum dono hain.
String lights ki roshni un dono pe pad rahi thi. Ramgarh ki city lights background mein chamak rahi thi. Hawa mein khane ki khushboo, perfume, aur unke shariron ki garmi mix ho rahi thi. Malvika ne apna haath Aryan ke neck pe rakha, thumb se uske jaw ko caress kiya. Unki aankhein intensely locked thi maa aur bete ki, lekin ab kuch aur bhi tha. Forbidden spark. Pehla real spark.
Aryan ne apna haath upar kiya aur maa ki kamar pe rakha. Saree ke fabric ke through uski skin ki garmi feel ho rahi thi. Maa… aap itni close ho toh mujhe control nahi hota.
Malvika ne halke se has diya, lekin uski awaaz mein husky desire tha. Control mat karo beta. Is ghar mein sab control karte hain Bhushan sahab, Vikram, Ranveer. Par hum dono… hum free ho sakte hain. Ek dusre ke saath.
Woh thoda jhuki, ab uske breasts almost Aryan ke chehre ke saamne the. Soft, heavy, warm. Aryan ki saans unpe pad rahi thi. Malvika ne feel kiya ki uske nipples hard ho gaye hain. Uski chut ab geeli ho chuki thi, panty mein halka sa wet patch.
Tabhi Nisha ne neeche se awaaz lagayi, Bhabhi ji, kuch chahiye?
Malvika ne turant normal ho gayi, pallu adjust kiya, lekin uski aankhein Aryan pe thi. Nahi Nisha, hum theek hain. Tu so ja.
Phir woh wapas Aryan ke paas baith gayi, is baar uske chair ke side pe, bilkul close. Unki thighs touch ho rahi thi. Malvika ne apna haath Aryan ke thigh pe rakha innocent lage, lekin pressure thoda zyada tha.
Raat aur lambi hai, beta. Khana khate raho… aur mujhe batao college ke baare mein. Par aankhein mat hatao. Mummy ko dekhna accha lagta hai.
Aryan ne nod kiya. Uski aankhein maa ke cleavage aur lips pe thi. Dono khana kha rahe the, baat kar rahe the, lekin har bite, har touch, har nazar mein woh naya forbidden attraction badh raha tha.
Rooftop pe string lights jal rahi thi. Ramgarh ki raat neeche chamak rahi thi. Aur upar, ek maa aur uska beta, dheeredheere ek aise raaste pe chal rahe the jahan wapas lautna mushkil tha.
Yeh sirf dinner nahi tha.
Yeh pehla kadam tha ek gehre, wild, passionate silsile ki taraf.
Subah ke 8 baje haveli ka traditional darbar hall already active tha. Yeh hall purane zamane ka tha high wooden ceiling with intricate carvings, red and gold velvet curtains, aur floor pe heavy Persian carpets. Centre mein ek massive teak wood chair tha, jaise koi royal throne. Uspe Baithā tha Bhushan Chauhan, 72 saal ka patriarch. Safed baal, sharp eyes, thin lips, aur chehre pe woh expression jo logon ko darata tha bina ek shabd bole.
Bhushan ne white kurtapajama pehna hua tha, upar ek light shawl. Uski body ab thodi kamzor ho gayi thi umar se, lekin power abhi bhi uske haathon mein thi. Woh newspaper padh raha tha, lekin aankhein har taraf notice kar rahi thi.
Darbar hall ke dono taraf chairs lagi hui thi. Aaj wahan do important log baithे the:
Tabhi Malvika Chauhan andar aayi.
Uski walking style hi alag thi graceful, slow, bilkul controlled. Aaj usne ek luxurious dark maroon silk saree pehni thi, heavy zari border wali. Blouse sleeveless tha, deep round neckline jo uski full, heavy breasts ka upper curve aur cleavage ka gehra hissa dikha raha tha. Saree ki pallu ko usne perfectly drape kiya tha, lekin har kadam pe fabric uske wide hips aur round ass pe tight ho kar move kar raha tha. Kamar patli, breasts prominent, skin fair aur glowing. Haar, bangles, bindi sab kuch perfect. Chehre pe woh submissive, respectful smile thi jo har koi expect karta tha bahu se.
Lekin andar? Andar Malvika sab kuch note kar rahi thi.
Uski haathon mein ek silver tray thi garmagaram adrak wali chai, biscuits, aur dry fruits. Woh pehle Bhushan ke paas gayi.
Papa ji, aapki chai, usne soft, cultured voice mein kaha. Uski awaaz mein itni meethas thi ki lagta tha jaise shehnai baj rahi ho.
Bhushan ne nazar upar ki, sirf ek second Malvika ke cleavage pe dekha, phir newspaper pe wapas. Rakh do.
Malvika ne tray ko side table pe rakha aur cup mein chai daali. Jab woh jhuki, uski breasts thode aur forward aaye, blouse ke neckline se deep valley aur bhi saaf dikhai di. SP Narayan Singh ki aankhein wahan pe tik gayi. Raghav Mehta ne bhi jaldi se nazar hata li, lekin Malvika ne dono ko notice kar liya.
Woh andar muskurayi yeh mard itne predictable hain.
Ab woh SP ke paas gayi. SP sahab, aapki chai. Aaj thodi strong banayi hai, aapko pasand aayegi.
Narayan Singh ne cup liya, uske haath Malvika ke fingers ko thoda zyada der tak chhue. Thank you bhabhi ji. Aapki chai mein jaadu hota hai.
Malvika ne sirf smile kiya, aankhein neeche. Aapki meherbani.
Phir Raghav Mehta ke paas. Officer sahab, aapki black tea, bina cheeni.
Raghav ne cup liya aur dheere se bola, Bhabhi ji, aap hamesha sab yaad rakhti hain.
Malvika ne graceful andaaz mein sir jhukaya. Ghar ki bahu hoon, officer sahab. Sab dekhna padta hai.
Woh wapas Bhushan ke paas aa gayi aur side mein khadi ho gayi, haathon ko saamne fold karke. Surface pe bilkul submissive lag rahi thi aankhein neeche, body language soft, jaise ek ideal bahu. Lekin uski aankhein aur kaan dono active the.
Bhushan ne newspaper side rakh diya aur seedha Raghav Mehta se bola, Batao, woh new sugar mill project ka file kahan tak pahuncha?
Raghav ne file kholi, haath thoda kaanp rahe the. Saab, environmental clearance mein thodi problem aa rahi hai. New IAS probationer Siddharth Rao aa gaya hai district mein. Woh strict hai, documents maang raha hai properly.
Bhushan ne ek thanda smile kiya. Strict? Yeh Ramgarh hai, Mehta. Yahan strict log zyada din nahi tikte.
SP Narayan Singh ne turant support kiya, Saab, main usko handle kar lunga. Ek chhota sa pressure daal dunga. Uske family ko Hyderabad bhejwa dunga ‘holiday’ pe.
Malvika ne sab sun liya. Uski expression mein koi change nahi aaya, lekin andar woh har word record kar rahi thi. Siddharth Rao naam yaad kar liya. Yeh naya officer problem ban sakta hai.
Bhushan ne Malvika ki taraf dekha bina emotion ke. Malvika, aur chai.
Malvika ne jhuk kar cup bhara. Is baar jab woh jhuki, uski pallu thoda slide ho gaya, shoulders aur cleavage aur bhi expose ho gayi. Dono mard phir se dekhe. Bhushan ne bhi notice kiya, lekin kuch nahi bola. Malvika ko pata tha yeh log usko sirf ek sundar cheez samajhte hain jo chai serve karti hai. Koi nahi jaanta ki yeh aurat har deal, har bribe, har threat ko perfectly samajh rahi hai.
Ab baat land acquisition pe aayi.
Ranveer ne kal 40 acre ka deal finalize kiya tha, SP ne kaha. Lekin kuch farmers protest kar rahe hain. RTI activist Suresh Yadav files daal raha hai.
Bhushan ne thanda voice mein kaha, Suresh ko handle kar do. Goa bhej do vacation pe… jaise pehle kiya tha.
Malvika ne andar note kiya Suresh Yadav. Yeh wohi activist hai jo pehle bhi problem create kar chuka tha. Uski missing file already uske secret archive mein thi.
Tabhi Bhushan ne suddenly Malvika se poocha, Tu kya soch rahi hai, Malvika?
Malvika ne surprise dikhaya, lekin andar se bilkul calm thi. Papa ji, main toh sirf ghar sambhalti hoon. Aap log jo faisla karenge, woh sahi hoga.
Bhushan ne usko dekha gehri nazar. Haan… tu hamesha sahi jagah pe hoti hai.
Malvika ne sir jhukaya, lekin uski aankhein secretly sabko scan kar rahi thi. Raghav Mehta kitna dar raha hai, SP kitna laalach mein hai, Bhushan kitna calculated hai. Sab clear tha.
Chai serve karte hue usne teen baar Aryan ke baare mein socha. Kal raat rooftop pe jo closeness hui thi, woh abhi bhi uske body mein mehsoos ho rahi thi. Uske nipples thode sensitive the cream saree ke andar. Par yahan darbar mein woh perfect bahu thi submissive, graceful, invisible.
Lekin andar se woh soch rahi thi:
Yeh court Bhushan ka hai aaj.
Ek din yeh mera hoga.
Aur jab hoga, tab yeh log meri chai nahi, meri rules follow karenge.
Bhushan ne ek call kiya. Sirf ek call. Mehta, clearance aa jayega kal tak. Aur SP, Suresh ka case band kar do.
Dono ne sir hilaya.
Malvika ne tray uthaya aur bahar nikalne lagi. Jab woh darwaze tak pahunchi, usne peeche mud kar ek last glance daala. Bhushan usko dekh raha tha. Malvika ne soft smile diya.
Andar se woh muskurayi yeh log sochte hain main sirf chai serve karti hoon.
Lekin main yahan har cheez note kar rahi hoon. Har weakness. Har secret.
Darbar hall se nikalte hue uski maroon saree sway kar rahi thi. Hips ka gentle movement, breasts ka soft bounce. Surface pe submissive bahu.
Andar sabse dangerous player.
Raat ke 11:30 baj chuke the. Haveli ka pura wing ab sannata mein dooba hua tha. Bahar courtyard mein fountain ki halki si awaaz aa rahi thi, lekin andar ke corridors mein sirf occasional ceiling fan ki slow whir thi. Malvika Chauhan apne personal study room mein thi yeh room haveli ke sabse gehre hisse mein tha, jahan koi bhi aasani se nahi pahunch sakta tha bina uski permission ke.
Study room khud ek luxurious cave jaisa tha. Purani haveli style mein bana hua high wooden ceiling with beautiful carvings of flowers aur peacocks, walls pe dark mahogany paneling, aur floor pe thick redgold Persian carpet jo pairon ke neeche soft feel deta tha. Ek badi si jali wali window thi, jisse moonlight aur thandi hawa andar aa rahi thi. Room mein sirf ek table lamp on tha soft golden focused light jo exactly desk pe pad rahi thi, baaki room mein gehra andhera.
Malvika ek deep blue silk saree mein baithi thi. Yeh saree usne specially choose ki thi raat ke liye rich navy blue with intricate silver zari border aur subtle embroidery. Blouse tight fitted tha, low neckline wala, jo uski heavy, full breasts ko perfectly accentuate kar raha tha. Fabric itna fine aur shiny tha ki lamp ki light padte hi uski curves chamak uth rahi thi. Pallu ko usne side mein loosely drape kiya tha, taaki uski left shoulder aur deep cleavage ka gehra valley saaf dikhai de. Kamar patli, hips wide har saans ke saath saree ka fabric uske body pe gently move kar raha tha. Baal khule hue the, lambe kaale waves uski back tak latak rahe the, ek latak uske right breast ke upar tak. Chehre pe light makeup kaajal, subtle red lips, aur woh intelligent glow jo usko alag banata tha.
Woh badi wooden desk pe baithi thi antique teak wood ki, jo Bhushan ke grandfather ke zamane ki thi. Desk pe spread the open account books, ledgers, files, aur uska personal laptop. Soft focused lighting uske beautiful face pe pad rahi thi sharp jawline, expressive aankhein, full lips. Light uski full breasts pe bhi gir rahi thi, unko aur bhi prominent bana rahi thi. Malvika ki body language calm thi, lekin uski aankhein extremely sharp aur in control dikhti thi. Yeh aurat sirf sundar nahi thi yeh dangerous intelligent thi.
Malvika ne apni ungliyan laptop ke keyboard pe rakhi aur dheere se type karne lagi. Screen ki blue glow uske chehre pe mix ho rahi thi golden lamp light ke saath. Pehle usne family ke official hotel accounts khole Chauhan Heritage Hotel & Resorts ke. Yeh unka front business tha weddings, conferences, political meetings. Bahar se sab clean dikhta tha. Lekin Malvika jaanti thi asli khel kahan hai.
Usne ek bada ledger khola. Purana, handwritten, Bhushan ke accountant ka. Pages pe rows aur columns income from sugar mills, land deals, contractor payments, political contributions. Malvika ne pencil uthaya aur dheere se numbers crosscheck karne lagi.
Hotel se aaya ₹2.8 crore last month… weddings aur events se, usne khud se whisper kiya Hinglish mein. Lekin asal mein contractors ne extra 35% diya hai underground. Woh amount kahaan gaya?
Uski ungliyan pages flip kar rahi thi. Har entry ko woh perfectly yaad rakhti thi. Yeh uska talent tha numbers uske liye jaise zinda log the. Woh unko padhti thi, unki stories samajhti thi.
Pehla major column: Sugar mills. Chauhan family ke paas teen bade mills the Ramgarh ke around. Official production 1.2 lakh ton sugar per year. Lekin Malvika ne apne secret notes mein likha tha actual output 1.65 lakh ton, baaki black mein becha jaata tha. Difference ka paisa Ranveer ke through contractors tak pahunchta tha, phir wapas family trust mein.
Ranveer ne last quarter mein 87 lakh extra liya… lekin family account mein sirf 42 lakh show kiya, Malvika ne note kiya. Uski lips pe ek halka sa mysterious smile aaya. Bhaiya, tumhara personal kharcha badh raha hai. Auraton pe, cars pe, aur woh secret flat Lucknow mein.
Woh laptop pe switch kiya. Usne ek hidden Excel sheet open kiya password protected, double encrypted. Yahan real picture thi.
Row 1: Land acquisition deals.
Village: Mohanpur 40 acre farmland. Official rate ₹18 lakh per acre. Actual deal mein farmers ko diye gaye sirf ₹9 lakh. Baaki 9 lakh per acre management fee ke naam pe Chauhan pocket mein. Total skim: ₹3.6 crore. SP Narayan Singh ne fake cases daal kar farmers ko dara diya tha.
Malvika ne us entry ke saamne red mark laga diya. Yeh wala deal weak hai. Suresh Yadav abhi bhi files daal raha hai. Agar yeh leak hua toh Ranveer aur Dhruv dono pe pressure aayega.
Agla column: Contractor commissions.
Road project ₹45 crore ka tender. Official 10% commission. Asal mein 28% liya gaya. Mukesh Kumar ne mana kiya tha pehle, phir Dubai holiday pe chala gaya. Malvika ne uska naam underline kiya. Mukesh… tera silence kitne din tak chalega?
Usne apni chair pe thoda peeche jhuk kar baith gayi. Saree ka pallu thoda slide ho gaya, ab uski breasts aur bhi zyada exposed thi lamp light mein. Soft light uski creamy skin pe pad rahi thi, cleavage ka deep shadow bana rahi thi. Malvika ne ek gehri saans li, breasts upar uthi aur neeche giri. Uski body mein ek garam thrill thi yeh sab dekhna, sab control karna usko secretly excite karta tha.
Ab woh personal phone nikala woh black simple phone jo locked drawer mein rakhti thi. Rohit (uske distant cousin Indore mein) ko message kiya:
Rohit, next transfer ready hai. ₹1.85 lakh. Same route Indore trust account. Confirm kar dena.
Reply turant aaya: Done didi. Account safe hai. Aur yeh new flat Pune wala documents ready hain Aryan ke naam pe.
Malvika ne smile kiya. Aryan. Kal raat rooftop pe jo closeness hui thi, abhi bhi uske body mein mehsoos ho rahi thi. Uske nipples deep blue blouse ke andar thode tight ho gaye the. Woh soch rahi thi yeh paisa sirf escape ke liye nahi, uske bete ke future ke liye bhi hai. Ek din yeh haveli chhod kar woh dono kahin aur free honge… shayad.
Lekin abhi nahi. Abhi toh game mein aur gehra jaana tha.
Malvika ne doosra ledger khola family trust accounts. Yahan sabse bada khel tha. Bhushan ne trust banaya tha Chauhan Welfare Trust ke naam pe. Bahar se yeh education, hospitals, gaon ke development ke liye tha. Asal mein yeh black money ko white karne ka machine tha.
Last year trust mein aaya ₹14.7 crore. Outgo dikhaaya gaya ₹9.2 crore (fake NGOs, fake projects). Baaki ₹5.5 crore family ke personal use mein Vikram ki foreign trips, Ranveer ki mistresses, Dhruv ke cars aur guns.
Malvika ne apne secret sheet pe calculate kiya. Agar main har mahine 1.52 lakh nikaal sakti hoon bina notice kiye, toh 5 saal mein ₹1.2 crore ho jayega. Plus property transfers Rohit ke through. Total target ₹5 crore se upar… tab hum dono nikal sakte hain.
Uski ungliyan keyboard pe tez chal rahi thi. Woh har transaction ko break down kar rahi thi date, amount, route, beneficiary. Kuch entries mein usne red flags laga diye:
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Ramgarh ki raat aaj sach mein jaise kisi rajmahal ki baraat ho rahi ho. Haveli ke bade se main gate se lekar andar tak har taraf lights jagmagaa rahi thi yellow, white aur red bulbs ki strings latak rahi thi, jaise koi festival ho. Phoolon ki malaen har column pe latki hui thi, marigold ke bright orange aur rajnigandha ke white phoolon ka khushboo itna gehra tha ki saans lete hi nasha chadh jata. Sugar mill walon ne bada contribution kiya tha is celebration mein unki taraf se truck bhar ke mithaiyan aur cold drinks aa rahi thi. Kyunki yeh sirf ek election victory nahi thi. Yeh Chauhan family ki 35 saal purani rajneeti ki jeet thi. Ramgarh aur uske aaspaas ke 45 vidhan sabha seats pe Chauhan ka kabza tha, aur aaj phir ek baar sabne sar jhuka diya tha.
Haveli khud ek purana khazana thi. 150 saal purani, British time ki architecture mix karke bani thi high marble columns, jali wali windows, Italian marble floors jo raat ke andhere mein bhi chamak rahe the. Andar courtyard mein fountain chal raha tha, usmein rose petals daale hue the. Log bolte the ki is haveli mein har deewaar, har khirki, har darwaza ek secret rakhta hai. Aur aaj ki raat woh secrets aur bhi gehre lag rahe the.
Malvika Chauhan drawing hall ke exact beech mein khadi thi. Uski deep red silk saree itni luxurious thi ki light padte hi chamak uth rahi thi. Saree ka fabric itna fine tha ki uske har curve ko gently hug kar raha tha uski wide hips, flat stomach aur especially uski full, heavy breasts. Blouse bilkul lowcut tha, front mein deep Vneck, jismein uski creamy fair cleavage ka gehra valley saaf dikhai de raha tha. Har saans ke saath woh valley thoda uparneeche ho rahi thi, jaise koi invitation ho. Blouse ke sleeves short the, uski smooth arms pe heavy gold bangles khanak rahe the. Neck pe ek thick gold necklace with big pendant tha jo uski cleavage ke beech mein latak raha tha, jaise arrow ki tarah attention draw kar raha ho. Kaano mein long jhumke, maang mein bindi, aur haathon mein mehndi ka halka rang abhi bhi tha.
Uska chehra perfect tha 42 saal ki umar mein bhi bilkul fresh, glowing skin, sharp jawline, full lips pe subtle red lipstick. Aankhein kaajal se lined, lekin unmein ek mysterious calculating look tha. Woh smile kar rahi thi, lekin woh smile sirf lips tak thi. Aankhein hamesha scan kar rahi thi kaun kya bol raha hai, kaun kitna dar raha hai, kaun kitna laalach mein hai.
Aunty ji, aap toh aaj devi lakshmi lag rahi hain! ek chhote neta ne haath jod kar kaha, uski aankhein Malvika ke blouse pe tik rahi thi.
Malvika ne apni soft, cultured voice mein jawab diya, Arre beta, aap logon ki meherbani hai. Aap sabke ashirwad se hi yeh jeet hui hai. Usne halka sa sir jhukaya, pallu ko thoda adjust kiya, lekin jaanbujh kar itna slow ki uski left breast ka upper curve aur bhi zyada dikhai de gaya. Neta ka chehra laal ho gaya. Malvika andar se muskuraayi yeh log itne easy hain control karna.
Haveli mein shor bahut tha. Music baj raha tha mix of old Bollywood songs aur latest UP ke item numbers. Chauhan zindabad! Vikram bhaiya MLA ki jai! ke naare gunj rahe the. Politicians ke groups alagalag khade the, kuch whisper kar rahe the, kuch loudly has rahe the. Police officers uniform mein the, unmein SP Narayan Singh sabse prominent tha 50 saal ka, strong built, lekin aankhein hamesha profit dhoondhti thi. Uski biwi uske saath thi, par uski nazar bhi baarbaar Malvika pe ja rahi thi. Malvika ne notice kiya. Woh jaanti thi ki SP ko family ne kitna paisa diya hai is election mein.
Contractors bhi the sugar mill owners, land developers, road builders. Ek contractor, Mukesh Kumar, apne motape se bhare body ke saath khada tha, haath mein whiskey glass. Uski taraf se envelope abhi bhi Ranveer bhaiya ke paas pahunch chuka tha. Malvika ne sab dekha. Uski nazar har chehre pe se guzar rahi thi jaise scanner.
Malvika bhabhi, aaj toh aapki beauty se pura hall glow kar raha hai, Ranveer Chauhan ne aate hue kaha. 52 saal ka, thoda mota, lekin powerful. Usne apna haath Malvika ke kandhe pe rakha, touch thoda zyada der tak rakha, fingers halke se dabaye. Malvika ne andar se ghin mehsoos ki yeh aadmi auraton ko treat karne ka expert tha, lekin family ke liye sirf paisa aur power. Bahar se woh pyari smile kiye rahi.
Ranveer bhaiya, aap hi toh is family ke real strength ho. Aapke bina yeh sab possible nahi hota, usne itna sweet bola ki Ranveer khud ko raja samajhne laga. Par Malvika soch rahi thi strength? Tu toh sirf ek bada sa leech hai jo family ka khoon choos raha hai.
Tabhi darwaze pe halla hua. Logon ne mud kar dekha. Aryan Chauhan aa gaya tha.
Malvika ki saans ek second ke liye ruk gayi. Uske 19 saal ke bete ne simple white shirt pehni hui thi, sleeves rolled up, black jeans mein. College se seedha ghar pahuncha tha exams ke baad. Uska kad lamba tha, shoulders broad, face sharp uski maa ki fair skin aur uske father ke features ka perfect mix. Baalon mein thoda gel, aankhein bright, lekin thaki hui.
Aryan seedha apni maa ki taraf badha. Logon ke beech se guzarta hua uski nazar sirf Malvika pe thi. Jab woh paas pahuncha toh Malvika ne apna haath uske chehre pe rakha. Uski ungliyan uske jaw pe gently touch ki. Beta… kitna thak gaya hoga tu. Exams ke baad seedha yahan? Paani piya? Kuch khaya?
Unke beech ka distance bahut kam tha. Malvika ki saree ki pallu thoda slip ho chuka tha side se. Uske deep neckline se uski breasts ka soft upper part aur gehra cleavage clearly visible tha. Light pad rahi thi uspe, skin glow kar rahi thi. Aryan ki nazar automatically wahan giri. Sirf ek second, lekin Malvika ne feel kiya. Uske nipples silk blouse ke andar thoda tight ho gaye. Ek garam si lahar uske pet se neeche ki taraf gayi. Woh khud ko rok nahi payi usne apne bete ka haath pakad kar apni kamar pe rakha, jaise support ke liye.
Sab theek hai na, Maa? Aryan ne dheere se poocha. Uski awaaz mein sirf uske liye care thi. Uske haath ki garmi Malvika ki saree ke through mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Malvika ne halke se smile kiya. Uski aankhon mein ek gehra, dark hunger tha jo sirf Aryan ko dikhta tha. Ab tu aa gaya hai toh sab theek hai, beta.
Around unke, logon ka shor tha. Vikram bhaiya aa rahe hain! kisi ne chillaya. Par Malvika aur Aryan ke beech ek alag hi duniya ban gayi thi. Unki bodies ke beech invisible current flow kar raha tha. Malvika mehsoos kar rahi thi ki uske bete ka haath uski kamar pe thoda tight press ho raha hai. Uski saans thodi heavy ho gayi. Andar kuch geela hone laga tha woh khud pe hairaan thi. Yeh mera beta hai, mera khoon… phir yeh ehsaas kyun?
Woh soch rahi thi is haveli mein har koi mujhe patni, bahu, mother samajhta hai. Lekin yeh ladka… yeh sirf mera hai. Mera sabse bada secret, sabse bada weakness, aur ek din sabse bada power ban sakta hai.
Tabhi Vikram Chauhan aa gaya. 48 saal ka, thoda sa heavy, aankhein red whiskey se. Usne ek haath mein glass pakda hua tha, doosre haath se ek contractor ko gale lagaya. Arre wah! Mera beta aur meri patni! Photo khichwao koi jaldi se!
Malvika ne turant apna perfect wife wala expression laga liya dignified smile, eyes slightly lowered. Photographer ne un teeno ki photo li. Flash ne chamkaya. Photo mein Malvika bilkul ideal lag rahi thi beautiful, graceful, loyal. Lekin us waqt uska haath Aryan ke lower back pe tha. Nails halke se uski shirt ke andar dabaye hue the. Aryan ne ek saans roki, uski body stiff ho gayi.
Click.
Photo khinch chuki thi. Log taaliyan baja rahe the.
Malvika ne andar se socha yeh dynasty bahar se itni chamakdar dikhti hai. Andar se yeh sirf ek cage hai. Vikram weak hai, Ranveer greedy, Dhruv dangerous, Bhushan cold. Savitri religious mask pehne vicious hai. Par main… main yahan 20 saal se sab dekh rahi hoon. Har transaction, har deal, har aurat jo is ghar mein tooti hai.
Aur ab yeh ladka wapas aa gaya hai. Uske saath kuch naya feel ho raha hai. Jab usne mujhe touch kiya, mera sharir respond kiya. Yeh galat hai? Shayad. Lekin yeh haveli mein sahi aur galat ka kya matlab? Yahan toh power hi sahi hai.
Raat aur gehri hoti gayi. Music loud ho gaya. Log dance karne lage courtyard mein. Malvika logon se milti rahi haath milati, smile karti, compliments leti. Har do minute baad uski nazar Aryan ko dhoondh leti. Woh corner mein khada tha, college friends ke saath baat kar raha tha jo aaye the, lekin uski aankhein bhi baarbaar maa pe ja rahi thi.
Ek baar Malvika balcony ki taraf chali gayi, thoda fresh air lene. Haveli ke bahar Ramgarh ki lights dikhai de rahi thi sugar mills ke chimneys, roads, aur door tak fields. Raat thandi thi, lekin uski saree ke andar garmi thi.
Aryan uske peeche aa gaya. Maa… aap thak gayi hongi. Andar chaliye, kuch kha lijiye. Main aapke liye plate bana deta hoon.
Malvika ne ghum kar uski taraf dekha. Unki aankhein mili. Sirf kuch seconds, lekin usmein bahut kuch tha. Protection. Hunger. Ek naya ehsaas jo dono abhi naam nahi de paa rahe the. Malvika ki saans thodi tez ho gayi. Usne dheere se kaha, Hinglish mein, sirf uske liye:
Beta… aaj raat bahut lambi hai. Tu mere paas rehna. Mummy ko tera support chahiye. Bahut din baad tu ghar aaya hai… mujhe feel ho raha hai jaise pura ghar abhi alive ho gaya.
Aryan ne nod kiya. Uski aankhon mein sparkle tha. Main hamesha aapke paas hoon, Maa.
Malvika ne andar se ek gehri saans li. Uski body mein ek current daud gaya jab usne socha ki yeh ladka ab uske itna close hai. Uski breasts heavy feel ho rahi thi, nipples sensitive. Woh jaanti thi ki yeh sirf shuruaat hai.
Yeh dynasty ki raat thi bahar jeet, taaliyan, power. Lekin andar, Malvika Chauhan ke dil aur sharir mein ek naya silsila shuru hone wala tha. Ek aisa silsila jo is haveli ki 150 saal purani deewaron ko bhi hila sakta tha. Ek silsila jo log soch bhi nahi sakte the.
Woh smile kiya, pallu ko thoda adjust kiya, aur wapas hall mein chali gayi. Aryan uske saath tha, ek kadam peeche.
Raat abhi bahut lambi thi.
Victory ki raat ke baad haveli mein sannata chha gaya tha. Bahar courtyard mein abhi bhi kuch lights jal rahi thi, lekin andar ke corridors mein sirf faint golden glow tha. Malvika Chauhan apne bedroom mein thi woh bedroom jo technically Vikram ke saath share hota tha, lekin asal mein do alagalag duniyaon ka border tha.
Room bahut bada tha, purane zamane ka. High ceiling, wooden beams, Italian marble floor jo raat ke andhere mein bhi thanda chamak raha tha. Ek taraf Malvika ka kingsize bed tha pure white silk sheets, heavy brocade cover, aur uske upar ek chhota sa canopy with sheer curtains. Doosri taraf, room ke opposite corner mein, Vikram ka bed tha. Alag. Ek solid wooden partition ke peeche, jaise dono ke beech ek invisible wall ho. Shared wall thi, lekin shared life nahi.
Malvika ab change kar chuki thi. Victory wali deep red saree utar di thi. Ab woh ek sheer black nightie mein thi bilkul thin silk, almost transparent. Nightie uske knees tak thi, lekin slits dono taraf se itne high the ki har kadam pe uski smooth, fair thighs dikhai de jaate the. Neckline deep tha, Vshape mein, jismein uski heavy, full breasts ka major part exposed tha. Nipples halke se dikhte the fabric ke through, kyuki raat ki thandi hawa mein woh thode tight ho gaye the. Baal khule hue the, lambe kaale waves uski back tak latak rahe the. Chehre pe abhi bhi woh perfect makeup tha, lekin ab halka sa smudged victory ki raat ke thakaan aur excitement ka nishaan.
Woh ek purane wooden drawer ke paas khadi thi. Yeh drawer haveli ka sabse purana piece tha heavy teak wood, intricate carving, aur ek chhota sa brass lock. Malvika ne apni soft haathon se lock khola. Andar ek chhota personal phone tha black, simple, koi fancy nahi. Us phone mein sirf ek hi number saved tha: Rohit (cousin, Indore). Aur kuch hidden files.
Usne phone on kiya. Screen ki blue light uske chehre pe padi. Uski aankhein calm thi, bilkul controlled. Par uske andar calculation chal raha tha. Aaj raat ke transfers check karne the chhotechhote amounts jo dheeredheere uske secret account mein ja rahe the. ₹40,000 yahan, ₹1.2 lakh wahan. Eight years se yeh silsila chal raha tha. Koi notice nahi karta. Kyunki Malvika Chauhan sirf ghar sambhalti hai wali image bahut strong thi.
Moonlight jali windows se andar aa raha tha. Soft, silver rays uski body pe pad rahe the. Sheer nightie ke through uski curves perfectly highlight ho rahi thi uski narrow waist, wide hips, aur especially uski breasts ka soft bounce jab woh saans leti thi. Uski skin glow kar rahi thi, fair aur smooth, jaise doodh mein dubi ho. Ek haath se woh drawer ke papers touch kar rahi thi, doosre haath se apne neck pe halka massage de rahi thi. Victory ki raat mein itna bolna, itna smile karna thakaan toh thi, lekin uske saath ek alag si excitement bhi.
Tabhi darwaza halka sa khatkhataaya.
Malvika ne turant phone lock kiya aur drawer band kar diya. Uski expression calm rahi, lekin dil ki dhadkan thodi tez ho gayi.
Kaun hai? usne soft voice mein poocha.
Maa… main hoon.
Aryan.
Malvika ne ek gehri saans li. Uski body mein wohi garam lahar phir se daud gayi jo victory hall mein hui thi. Woh darwaze ki taraf gayi, nightie ke slits se uski thighs flash kar rahi thi. Jab usne darwaza khola, Aryan wahan khada tha. Abhi bhi wohi white shirt aur jeans mein, lekin ab shirt ke do buttons khule hue the. Uske chehre pe thakaan thi, lekin aankhon mein kuch aur bhi ek intense curiosity, aur kuch gehra jo woh khud bhi samajh nahi paa raha tha.
Beta… itni raat ko? Soya nahi abhi tak? Malvika ne poocha, lekin usne darwaza poora khol diya aur andar aane ka ishara kiya.
Aryan andar aaya. Uski nazar turant maa pe giri. Sheer black nightie… moonlight… uski mother ki body ka almost every curve clearly visible. Breasts ka heavy shape, nipples ke faint outline, waist ka curve, hips ka sway. Aryan ki gardan garam ho gayi. Woh jaldi se nazar hataane ki koshish kiya, lekin fail ho gaya.
Victory ki raat thi… neend nahi aa rahi thi, Maa, usne dheere se kaha. Aap bhi jaag rahi hain?
Malvika ne door band kiya aur lock laga diya. Phir woh wapas drawer ke paas chali gayi, jaanbujh kar slow steps leti hui taaki nightie uske body pe aur bhi sensual tareeke se move kare. Haan beta… thoda kaam tha. Accounts check kar rahi thi. Tum jaante ho na, main hi sab sambhalti hoon hotel aur trust ke.
Woh drawer ke paas khadi ho gayi, peeth Aryan ki taraf. Jaise accidentally ho, nightie ka ek strap thoda slip ho gaya uske shoulder se. Ab uski left breast ka upper curve aur bhi zyada exposed thi. Soft moonlight uspe pad raha tha, skin ko creamy glow de raha tha.
Aryan bed ke paas khada tha, lekin uski aankhein maa ke body pe thi. Uski jeans mein kuch tight hone laga tha. Woh khud pe gussa aa raha tha yeh meri maa hai, par yeh feeling kyun? Usne try kiya nazar hatane ka, lekin Malvika ne ghum kar uski taraf dekha. Uski aankhein calm thi, lekin uske lips pe ek halka sa smile tha.
Baitho beta, usne kaha aur khud bed ke edge pe baith gayi. Nightie upar chadh gayi, uski smooth thighs almost full expose ho gayi. Aaj hall mein bahut log the. Tum thak gaye hoge. Mummy ke paas aao.
Aryan paas aaya aur bed pe baith gaya, uske bilkul side mein. Unke beech sirf kuch inches ka faasla tha. Malvika ne apna haath uske haath pe rakha. Uski ungliyan gently uske fingers mein phansi. Tumhe dekh kar aaj bahut accha laga. Itne din baad ghar aaye ho… lag raha hai jaise pura ghar phir se jeevit ho gaya.
Aryan ne uski taraf dekha. Malvika ki nightie ke andar uski breasts har saans ke saath hil rahi thi. Nipples ab aur clear dikhte the. Uski khushboo woh expensive jasmine aur sandalwood wali Aryan ke naak mein ghus rahi thi. Uska dil zorzor se dhadak raha tha.
Maa… aap bahut beautiful lag rahi hain aaj, usne dheere se bola, phir turant sharma gaya. Matlab… victory ki wajah se.
Malvika ne halke se has diya. Uski hasi soft thi, lekin usmein ek naya husky tone tha. Beta… beautiful? Mummy ko yeh compliment de rahe ho? Usne apna haath uske chehre pe rakha, thumb se uske lower lip ko gently chhua. Tum bhi bahut handsome ho gaye ho. College mein ladkiyan line maarti hongi.
Aryan ne kuch nahi kaha. Uski aankhein maa ki cleavage pe thi. Malvika ne notice kiya. Uske andar ek wild thrill hua. Uski chut mein halka sa geelapan feel hua. Woh jaanti thi ki yeh galat hai, lekin is haveli mein galat ka matlab kuch aur hi tha.
Woh thoda aur close ho gayi. Ab unki thighs touch ho rahi thi. Malvika ki nightie ka fabric itna thin tha ki Aryan ko uski body ki garmi feel ho rahi thi. Do rooms hain is kamre mein, beta, usne dheere se kaha, voice mein ek gehra meaning tha. Ek mein main, doosre mein tumhara papa. Par asal zindagi mein… hum dono alagalag cages mein band hain.
Aryan ne uski aankhon mein dekha. Maa… aap khush nahi ho yahan?
Malvika ne smile kiya, lekin us smile mein dard aur determination dono tha. Khush? Beta, khushi toh bahut pehle chhod di thi maine. Ab sirf plan hai. Aur tum… tum mere sabse bade plan ho.
Uski ungliyan ab Aryan ke neck pe thi, gently massage kar rahi thi. Aryan ki saans tez ho gayi. Uski jeans mein erection ab chhupana mushkil ho raha tha. Malvika ne neeche dekha, phir uski aankhon mein. Koi sharm nahi. Sirf ek calm, controlled hunger.
Raat bahut lambi hai, usne whispered. Yahan baitho mere paas. Mummy ko tumhari closeness chahiye aaj.
Aryan baitha raha. Malvika ne apna sir uske shoulder pe rakh diya. Uski heavy breasts uske arm pe press ho rahi thi. Soft, warm, silk ke through bhi unki softness feel ho rahi thi. Dono chup the, lekin room mein electric tension thi. Moonlight jali se andar aa raha tha, un dono ko silver mein wrap kar raha tha.
Malvika soch rahi thi yeh ladka ab sirf mera beta nahi. Yeh mera future hai. Mera escape. Aur shayad… mera sabse gehra secret bhi ban sakta hai.
Aryan soch raha tha Maa itni close kabhi nahi thi. Uski khushboo, uski body ki garmi, uski soft voice… sab kuch alag feel ho raha tha. Aur yeh feeling band nahi ho rahi thi.
Do rooms the is kamre mein.
Lekin aaj raat, unke beech ka faasla kam hone laga tha
Victory ki raat ke do din baad haveli thodi shaant ho gayi thi, lekin andar ki hawa abhi bhi garam thi. Malvika ne decide kiya tha ki aaj raat sirf uska aur Aryan ka hoga. Vikram toh pehle hi Lucknow chala gaya tha party meeting ke bahane, aur baaki family apneapne rooms mein busy thi. Savitri ne apni evening prayer kar li thi, Ranveer aur Dhruv apne kaam mein lage the. Perfect time tha.
Malvika ne specially ek cream silk saree pehni thi woh wali jo uski skin se bilkul match karti thi, almost jaise second skin. Saree ka fabric itna soft aur shiny tha ki har movement pe glow karta tha. Blouse sleeveless tha, low back wala, aur front mein deep neckline jo uski heavy breasts ke beech ka gehra valley saaf dikha raha tha. Pallu ko usne jaanbujh kar thoda loose rakha tha, taaki left shoulder aur cleavage ka bada hissa exposed rahe. Baal open the, sirf ek side se clip kiya hua, ek latak raha tha uske right breast ke upar tak. Thodi si mehndi abhi bhi haathon mein thi, aur woh expensive sandalwood perfume jo Aryan ko hamesha pasand tha.
Rooftop pe table set karwaya tha. Small, intimate sirf do chairs, white tablecloth, silver plates. String lights upar latak rahi thi, soft golden glow de rahi thi. Background mein Ramgarh ki raat chamak rahi thi sugar mills ke lights, highway ki glowing line, aur door tak kheton ki silhouette. Hawa thandi thi, lekin rooftop pe un dono ke beech ki garmi badh rahi thi.
Malvika khud kitchen se khana laya thi garmagaram roti, paneer butter masala, dal makhani, aur Aryan ka favourite aloo paratha. Nisha (uski personal maid) ko bhi bhej diya tha neeche, Aaj hum dono ko disturb mat karna.
Jab Aryan upar aaya, woh simple grey tshirt aur black track pants mein tha. College ka thakaan abhi bhi uske chehre pe tha, lekin maa ko dekh kar uski aankhein chamak uthi.
Maa… yeh sab kya? Itna grand setup? usne haskar poocha.
Malvika ne smile kiya, woh smile jo sirf uske liye reserved thi. Beta, tumhare liye. Do din se itna busy tha tu victory celebration mein. Aaj sirf hum dono. No politics, no family, no log. Sirf tu aur main.
Woh table ke paas baith gayi. Pallu thoda aur slip ho gaya, ab uski left breast ka almost pura upper curve aur deep cleavage clearly visible tha. Cream silk pe uski fair skin aur bhi glow kar rahi thi. Breasts har saans ke saath gently hil rahi thi, nipples ke faint outline fabric ke through dikhte the kyuki woh bra nahi pehni thi aaj raat.
Aryan baith gaya uske saamne. Unki aankhein mili. Sirf kuch seconds, lekin usmein bahut kuch tha. Malvika ne plate se ek chhota piece roti toda, uspe thoda paneer rakha, aur apni ungliyon se Aryan ke muh ki taraf badhaya.
Kholo muh, beta.
Aryan ne muh khola. Jab uski ungliyan uske lips ko touch ki, dono ko current laga. Malvika ki soft, warm fingers Aryan ke lower lip pe thodi der tak ruki. Usne dheere se roti andar push ki, phir apni ungliyan bahar nikali bilkul slow, jaise jaanbujh kar touch prolong kar rahi ho.
Accha laga? usne soft voice mein poocha, aankhein Aryan ki aankhon mein locked.
Aryan ne nod kiya, lekin uski nazar maa ke cleavage pe thi. Bahut accha, Maa… aap khud banaya hai na?
Haan beta. Tumhare liye sab kuch khud. Malvika ne doosra piece liya, is baar aur close se feed kiya. Ab unke faces sirf ek foot door the. String lights ki golden roshni Malvika ke chehre pe pad rahi thi uski full lips, kaajal wali aankhein, aur woh subtle seductive glow. Hawa mein uska perfume mix ho raha tha khane ki khushboo ke saath.
Jab Aryan ne kha liya, Malvika ne apni ungliyan apne hi lips pe ragdi, jaise saaf kar rahi ho, lekin aankhein Aryan pe thi. Tum college mein kya kar rahe ho? Ladkiyan pareshan toh nahi karti na?
Aryan ne halke se hasa, lekin uski awaaz thodi husky ho gayi. Maa… aap hamesha yahi poochti ho. Koi nahi hai. Sab aap jaisi nahi hain.
Malvika ki aankhein thodi dark ho gayi. Woh thoda aur forward jhuki. Pallu ab almost girne wala tha, uski breasts ka deep valley aur bhi gehra dikhai de raha tha. Aap jaisi matlab?
Aryan ne saans roki. Uski nazar seedha maa ke breasts pe thi. Matlab… itni beautiful, itni strong, itni caring. Aur… usne ruk gaya.
Malvika ne smile kiya. Uski ungliyan table ke upar Aryan ke haath pe chali gayi. Gently caress karne lagi. Aur kya, beta? Bol na. Mummy se kya chhupana.
Aryan ki gardan garam ho gayi. Uski track pants mein erection tight ho chuki thi. Aur… jab aap mere paas hoti ho na, toh mujhe bahut accha lagta hai. Jaise… pura duniya bhool jata hoon.
Malvika ki chut mein halka geelapan feel hua. Woh khud hairaan thi ki uska beta itna direct bol raha hai. Par usne control nahi khoya. Uski ungliyan ab Aryan ke wrist pe thi, gently stroke kar rahi thi. Beta… yeh feeling galat nahi hai. Is haveli mein bahut kuch galat hai paisa, power, log. Par hum dono ke beech jo hai… woh sach hai.
Woh uthi, table ke around aayi aur Aryan ke chair ke bilkul paas khadi ho gayi. Ab uski thighs uske shoulder se touch ho rahi thi. Saree ka pallu poora slip ho chuka tha ek taraf, dono breasts ka major part exposed tha. Cream silk ke upar uski skin chamak rahi thi.
Ek aur bite lo, usne kaha aur phir se roti ka piece uske muh ki taraf badhaya. Is baar jab Aryan ne muh khola, Malvika ne jaanbujh kar apni ungliyan uske lips ke andar thodi der tak rakhi. Aryan ne unko halke se chusa sirf instinct se. Malvika ki saans tez ho gayi.
Maa… Aryan ne dheere se kaha, aankhein upar utha kar uski aankhon mein dekhte hue.
Malvika ne uske baal mein haath daala, gently massage kiya. Haan beta… bolo. Jo mann kare bolo. Aaj sirf hum dono hain.
String lights ki roshni un dono pe pad rahi thi. Ramgarh ki city lights background mein chamak rahi thi. Hawa mein khane ki khushboo, perfume, aur unke shariron ki garmi mix ho rahi thi. Malvika ne apna haath Aryan ke neck pe rakha, thumb se uske jaw ko caress kiya. Unki aankhein intensely locked thi maa aur bete ki, lekin ab kuch aur bhi tha. Forbidden spark. Pehla real spark.
Aryan ne apna haath upar kiya aur maa ki kamar pe rakha. Saree ke fabric ke through uski skin ki garmi feel ho rahi thi. Maa… aap itni close ho toh mujhe control nahi hota.
Malvika ne halke se has diya, lekin uski awaaz mein husky desire tha. Control mat karo beta. Is ghar mein sab control karte hain Bhushan sahab, Vikram, Ranveer. Par hum dono… hum free ho sakte hain. Ek dusre ke saath.
Woh thoda jhuki, ab uske breasts almost Aryan ke chehre ke saamne the. Soft, heavy, warm. Aryan ki saans unpe pad rahi thi. Malvika ne feel kiya ki uske nipples hard ho gaye hain. Uski chut ab geeli ho chuki thi, panty mein halka sa wet patch.
Tabhi Nisha ne neeche se awaaz lagayi, Bhabhi ji, kuch chahiye?
Malvika ne turant normal ho gayi, pallu adjust kiya, lekin uski aankhein Aryan pe thi. Nahi Nisha, hum theek hain. Tu so ja.
Phir woh wapas Aryan ke paas baith gayi, is baar uske chair ke side pe, bilkul close. Unki thighs touch ho rahi thi. Malvika ne apna haath Aryan ke thigh pe rakha innocent lage, lekin pressure thoda zyada tha.
Raat aur lambi hai, beta. Khana khate raho… aur mujhe batao college ke baare mein. Par aankhein mat hatao. Mummy ko dekhna accha lagta hai.
Aryan ne nod kiya. Uski aankhein maa ke cleavage aur lips pe thi. Dono khana kha rahe the, baat kar rahe the, lekin har bite, har touch, har nazar mein woh naya forbidden attraction badh raha tha.
Rooftop pe string lights jal rahi thi. Ramgarh ki raat neeche chamak rahi thi. Aur upar, ek maa aur uska beta, dheeredheere ek aise raaste pe chal rahe the jahan wapas lautna mushkil tha.
Yeh sirf dinner nahi tha.
Yeh pehla kadam tha ek gehre, wild, passionate silsile ki taraf.
Subah ke 8 baje haveli ka traditional darbar hall already active tha. Yeh hall purane zamane ka tha high wooden ceiling with intricate carvings, red and gold velvet curtains, aur floor pe heavy Persian carpets. Centre mein ek massive teak wood chair tha, jaise koi royal throne. Uspe Baithā tha Bhushan Chauhan, 72 saal ka patriarch. Safed baal, sharp eyes, thin lips, aur chehre pe woh expression jo logon ko darata tha bina ek shabd bole.
Bhushan ne white kurtapajama pehna hua tha, upar ek light shawl. Uski body ab thodi kamzor ho gayi thi umar se, lekin power abhi bhi uske haathon mein thi. Woh newspaper padh raha tha, lekin aankhein har taraf notice kar rahi thi.
Darbar hall ke dono taraf chairs lagi hui thi. Aaj wahan do important log baithे the:
- IAS Officer Raghav Mehta (45), neat suit mein, haathon mein files ka bundle, chehra tension se tight.
- SP Narayan Singh (50), khaki uniform mein, belt pe gun, aankhein hamesha profit calculate karti hui.
Tabhi Malvika Chauhan andar aayi.
Uski walking style hi alag thi graceful, slow, bilkul controlled. Aaj usne ek luxurious dark maroon silk saree pehni thi, heavy zari border wali. Blouse sleeveless tha, deep round neckline jo uski full, heavy breasts ka upper curve aur cleavage ka gehra hissa dikha raha tha. Saree ki pallu ko usne perfectly drape kiya tha, lekin har kadam pe fabric uske wide hips aur round ass pe tight ho kar move kar raha tha. Kamar patli, breasts prominent, skin fair aur glowing. Haar, bangles, bindi sab kuch perfect. Chehre pe woh submissive, respectful smile thi jo har koi expect karta tha bahu se.
Lekin andar? Andar Malvika sab kuch note kar rahi thi.
Uski haathon mein ek silver tray thi garmagaram adrak wali chai, biscuits, aur dry fruits. Woh pehle Bhushan ke paas gayi.
Papa ji, aapki chai, usne soft, cultured voice mein kaha. Uski awaaz mein itni meethas thi ki lagta tha jaise shehnai baj rahi ho.
Bhushan ne nazar upar ki, sirf ek second Malvika ke cleavage pe dekha, phir newspaper pe wapas. Rakh do.
Malvika ne tray ko side table pe rakha aur cup mein chai daali. Jab woh jhuki, uski breasts thode aur forward aaye, blouse ke neckline se deep valley aur bhi saaf dikhai di. SP Narayan Singh ki aankhein wahan pe tik gayi. Raghav Mehta ne bhi jaldi se nazar hata li, lekin Malvika ne dono ko notice kar liya.
Woh andar muskurayi yeh mard itne predictable hain.
Ab woh SP ke paas gayi. SP sahab, aapki chai. Aaj thodi strong banayi hai, aapko pasand aayegi.
Narayan Singh ne cup liya, uske haath Malvika ke fingers ko thoda zyada der tak chhue. Thank you bhabhi ji. Aapki chai mein jaadu hota hai.
Malvika ne sirf smile kiya, aankhein neeche. Aapki meherbani.
Phir Raghav Mehta ke paas. Officer sahab, aapki black tea, bina cheeni.
Raghav ne cup liya aur dheere se bola, Bhabhi ji, aap hamesha sab yaad rakhti hain.
Malvika ne graceful andaaz mein sir jhukaya. Ghar ki bahu hoon, officer sahab. Sab dekhna padta hai.
Woh wapas Bhushan ke paas aa gayi aur side mein khadi ho gayi, haathon ko saamne fold karke. Surface pe bilkul submissive lag rahi thi aankhein neeche, body language soft, jaise ek ideal bahu. Lekin uski aankhein aur kaan dono active the.
Bhushan ne newspaper side rakh diya aur seedha Raghav Mehta se bola, Batao, woh new sugar mill project ka file kahan tak pahuncha?
Raghav ne file kholi, haath thoda kaanp rahe the. Saab, environmental clearance mein thodi problem aa rahi hai. New IAS probationer Siddharth Rao aa gaya hai district mein. Woh strict hai, documents maang raha hai properly.
Bhushan ne ek thanda smile kiya. Strict? Yeh Ramgarh hai, Mehta. Yahan strict log zyada din nahi tikte.
SP Narayan Singh ne turant support kiya, Saab, main usko handle kar lunga. Ek chhota sa pressure daal dunga. Uske family ko Hyderabad bhejwa dunga ‘holiday’ pe.
Malvika ne sab sun liya. Uski expression mein koi change nahi aaya, lekin andar woh har word record kar rahi thi. Siddharth Rao naam yaad kar liya. Yeh naya officer problem ban sakta hai.
Bhushan ne Malvika ki taraf dekha bina emotion ke. Malvika, aur chai.
Malvika ne jhuk kar cup bhara. Is baar jab woh jhuki, uski pallu thoda slide ho gaya, shoulders aur cleavage aur bhi expose ho gayi. Dono mard phir se dekhe. Bhushan ne bhi notice kiya, lekin kuch nahi bola. Malvika ko pata tha yeh log usko sirf ek sundar cheez samajhte hain jo chai serve karti hai. Koi nahi jaanta ki yeh aurat har deal, har bribe, har threat ko perfectly samajh rahi hai.
Ab baat land acquisition pe aayi.
Ranveer ne kal 40 acre ka deal finalize kiya tha, SP ne kaha. Lekin kuch farmers protest kar rahe hain. RTI activist Suresh Yadav files daal raha hai.
Bhushan ne thanda voice mein kaha, Suresh ko handle kar do. Goa bhej do vacation pe… jaise pehle kiya tha.
Malvika ne andar note kiya Suresh Yadav. Yeh wohi activist hai jo pehle bhi problem create kar chuka tha. Uski missing file already uske secret archive mein thi.
Tabhi Bhushan ne suddenly Malvika se poocha, Tu kya soch rahi hai, Malvika?
Malvika ne surprise dikhaya, lekin andar se bilkul calm thi. Papa ji, main toh sirf ghar sambhalti hoon. Aap log jo faisla karenge, woh sahi hoga.
Bhushan ne usko dekha gehri nazar. Haan… tu hamesha sahi jagah pe hoti hai.
Malvika ne sir jhukaya, lekin uski aankhein secretly sabko scan kar rahi thi. Raghav Mehta kitna dar raha hai, SP kitna laalach mein hai, Bhushan kitna calculated hai. Sab clear tha.
Chai serve karte hue usne teen baar Aryan ke baare mein socha. Kal raat rooftop pe jo closeness hui thi, woh abhi bhi uske body mein mehsoos ho rahi thi. Uske nipples thode sensitive the cream saree ke andar. Par yahan darbar mein woh perfect bahu thi submissive, graceful, invisible.
Lekin andar se woh soch rahi thi:
Yeh court Bhushan ka hai aaj.
Ek din yeh mera hoga.
Aur jab hoga, tab yeh log meri chai nahi, meri rules follow karenge.
Bhushan ne ek call kiya. Sirf ek call. Mehta, clearance aa jayega kal tak. Aur SP, Suresh ka case band kar do.
Dono ne sir hilaya.
Malvika ne tray uthaya aur bahar nikalne lagi. Jab woh darwaze tak pahunchi, usne peeche mud kar ek last glance daala. Bhushan usko dekh raha tha. Malvika ne soft smile diya.
Andar se woh muskurayi yeh log sochte hain main sirf chai serve karti hoon.
Lekin main yahan har cheez note kar rahi hoon. Har weakness. Har secret.
Darbar hall se nikalte hue uski maroon saree sway kar rahi thi. Hips ka gentle movement, breasts ka soft bounce. Surface pe submissive bahu.
Andar sabse dangerous player.
Raat ke 11:30 baj chuke the. Haveli ka pura wing ab sannata mein dooba hua tha. Bahar courtyard mein fountain ki halki si awaaz aa rahi thi, lekin andar ke corridors mein sirf occasional ceiling fan ki slow whir thi. Malvika Chauhan apne personal study room mein thi yeh room haveli ke sabse gehre hisse mein tha, jahan koi bhi aasani se nahi pahunch sakta tha bina uski permission ke.
Study room khud ek luxurious cave jaisa tha. Purani haveli style mein bana hua high wooden ceiling with beautiful carvings of flowers aur peacocks, walls pe dark mahogany paneling, aur floor pe thick redgold Persian carpet jo pairon ke neeche soft feel deta tha. Ek badi si jali wali window thi, jisse moonlight aur thandi hawa andar aa rahi thi. Room mein sirf ek table lamp on tha soft golden focused light jo exactly desk pe pad rahi thi, baaki room mein gehra andhera.
Malvika ek deep blue silk saree mein baithi thi. Yeh saree usne specially choose ki thi raat ke liye rich navy blue with intricate silver zari border aur subtle embroidery. Blouse tight fitted tha, low neckline wala, jo uski heavy, full breasts ko perfectly accentuate kar raha tha. Fabric itna fine aur shiny tha ki lamp ki light padte hi uski curves chamak uth rahi thi. Pallu ko usne side mein loosely drape kiya tha, taaki uski left shoulder aur deep cleavage ka gehra valley saaf dikhai de. Kamar patli, hips wide har saans ke saath saree ka fabric uske body pe gently move kar raha tha. Baal khule hue the, lambe kaale waves uski back tak latak rahe the, ek latak uske right breast ke upar tak. Chehre pe light makeup kaajal, subtle red lips, aur woh intelligent glow jo usko alag banata tha.
Woh badi wooden desk pe baithi thi antique teak wood ki, jo Bhushan ke grandfather ke zamane ki thi. Desk pe spread the open account books, ledgers, files, aur uska personal laptop. Soft focused lighting uske beautiful face pe pad rahi thi sharp jawline, expressive aankhein, full lips. Light uski full breasts pe bhi gir rahi thi, unko aur bhi prominent bana rahi thi. Malvika ki body language calm thi, lekin uski aankhein extremely sharp aur in control dikhti thi. Yeh aurat sirf sundar nahi thi yeh dangerous intelligent thi.
Malvika ne apni ungliyan laptop ke keyboard pe rakhi aur dheere se type karne lagi. Screen ki blue glow uske chehre pe mix ho rahi thi golden lamp light ke saath. Pehle usne family ke official hotel accounts khole Chauhan Heritage Hotel & Resorts ke. Yeh unka front business tha weddings, conferences, political meetings. Bahar se sab clean dikhta tha. Lekin Malvika jaanti thi asli khel kahan hai.
Usne ek bada ledger khola. Purana, handwritten, Bhushan ke accountant ka. Pages pe rows aur columns income from sugar mills, land deals, contractor payments, political contributions. Malvika ne pencil uthaya aur dheere se numbers crosscheck karne lagi.
Hotel se aaya ₹2.8 crore last month… weddings aur events se, usne khud se whisper kiya Hinglish mein. Lekin asal mein contractors ne extra 35% diya hai underground. Woh amount kahaan gaya?
Uski ungliyan pages flip kar rahi thi. Har entry ko woh perfectly yaad rakhti thi. Yeh uska talent tha numbers uske liye jaise zinda log the. Woh unko padhti thi, unki stories samajhti thi.
Pehla major column: Sugar mills. Chauhan family ke paas teen bade mills the Ramgarh ke around. Official production 1.2 lakh ton sugar per year. Lekin Malvika ne apne secret notes mein likha tha actual output 1.65 lakh ton, baaki black mein becha jaata tha. Difference ka paisa Ranveer ke through contractors tak pahunchta tha, phir wapas family trust mein.
Ranveer ne last quarter mein 87 lakh extra liya… lekin family account mein sirf 42 lakh show kiya, Malvika ne note kiya. Uski lips pe ek halka sa mysterious smile aaya. Bhaiya, tumhara personal kharcha badh raha hai. Auraton pe, cars pe, aur woh secret flat Lucknow mein.
Woh laptop pe switch kiya. Usne ek hidden Excel sheet open kiya password protected, double encrypted. Yahan real picture thi.
Row 1: Land acquisition deals.
Village: Mohanpur 40 acre farmland. Official rate ₹18 lakh per acre. Actual deal mein farmers ko diye gaye sirf ₹9 lakh. Baaki 9 lakh per acre management fee ke naam pe Chauhan pocket mein. Total skim: ₹3.6 crore. SP Narayan Singh ne fake cases daal kar farmers ko dara diya tha.
Malvika ne us entry ke saamne red mark laga diya. Yeh wala deal weak hai. Suresh Yadav abhi bhi files daal raha hai. Agar yeh leak hua toh Ranveer aur Dhruv dono pe pressure aayega.
Agla column: Contractor commissions.
Road project ₹45 crore ka tender. Official 10% commission. Asal mein 28% liya gaya. Mukesh Kumar ne mana kiya tha pehle, phir Dubai holiday pe chala gaya. Malvika ne uska naam underline kiya. Mukesh… tera silence kitne din tak chalega?
Usne apni chair pe thoda peeche jhuk kar baith gayi. Saree ka pallu thoda slide ho gaya, ab uski breasts aur bhi zyada exposed thi lamp light mein. Soft light uski creamy skin pe pad rahi thi, cleavage ka deep shadow bana rahi thi. Malvika ne ek gehri saans li, breasts upar uthi aur neeche giri. Uski body mein ek garam thrill thi yeh sab dekhna, sab control karna usko secretly excite karta tha.
Ab woh personal phone nikala woh black simple phone jo locked drawer mein rakhti thi. Rohit (uske distant cousin Indore mein) ko message kiya:
Rohit, next transfer ready hai. ₹1.85 lakh. Same route Indore trust account. Confirm kar dena.
Reply turant aaya: Done didi. Account safe hai. Aur yeh new flat Pune wala documents ready hain Aryan ke naam pe.
Malvika ne smile kiya. Aryan. Kal raat rooftop pe jo closeness hui thi, abhi bhi uske body mein mehsoos ho rahi thi. Uske nipples deep blue blouse ke andar thode tight ho gaye the. Woh soch rahi thi yeh paisa sirf escape ke liye nahi, uske bete ke future ke liye bhi hai. Ek din yeh haveli chhod kar woh dono kahin aur free honge… shayad.
Lekin abhi nahi. Abhi toh game mein aur gehra jaana tha.
Malvika ne doosra ledger khola family trust accounts. Yahan sabse bada khel tha. Bhushan ne trust banaya tha Chauhan Welfare Trust ke naam pe. Bahar se yeh education, hospitals, gaon ke development ke liye tha. Asal mein yeh black money ko white karne ka machine tha.
Last year trust mein aaya ₹14.7 crore. Outgo dikhaaya gaya ₹9.2 crore (fake NGOs, fake projects). Baaki ₹5.5 crore family ke personal use mein Vikram ki foreign trips, Ranveer ki mistresses, Dhruv ke cars aur guns.
Malvika ne apne secret sheet pe calculate kiya. Agar main har mahine 1.52 lakh nikaal sakti hoon bina notice kiye, toh 5 saal mein ₹1.2 crore ho jayega. Plus property transfers Rohit ke through. Total target ₹5 crore se upar… tab hum dono nikal sakte hain.
Uski ungliyan keyboard pe tez chal rahi thi. Woh har transaction ko break down kar rahi thi date, amount, route, beneficiary. Kuch entries mein usne red flags laga diye:
- Dhruv ka liquor license deal extra 40 lakh skim, lekin proof weak.
- Priya (Ranveer ki wife) ke secret meetings ek retired professor Lucknow se. Malvika ne note kiya: Yeh information useful ho sakti hai future mein.
- Vikram ki mistress Shalini hotel owner ki beti. Vikram ne usko flat promise kiya tha. Malvika ne us flat ka address already note kar liya tha.
...btw superb story bro