Third Person's POV

Addison was sitting in her bed, her right leg up to her chest and her left leg straightened to the ottoman in front of her as she painted her nails.

Wearing a fluffy pair if nightgown, she felt like a queen. A queen who have achieved her goal. She has called her current boyfriend for dinner, so that they could spent the rest of the night together and then the next morning she could break up with him.

She didn't thought fooling Neesha was so damn easy. She has heard that Indians are hard to be fooled but here, she did a happy dance, as she saw the plain expression in her eyes. Right from that cafe, she danced her way back to her apartment.

She has been having obsession for Vedant since she saw her while he came to drop Vidya college. And that was the reason she had to befriend the irritating and annoying girl for 2 years. But then that incident happened and their whole family vanished and she started modelling. She did wanted to dig a bit about him but then her career and hook ups kept her busy.

But now when she saw him, along with his wife, her jealousy was on peak. Only she knows how she managed to get those pictures when all Vedant ever did was shake his hand with her. But now she wanted him and she'll go to every height to do that.

A call interrupted her thoughts about the wild night she is gonna have with him when he comes to her making her grunt as he slammed the nail polish in the ottoman and picked up her call.

"Why did you call me again? Didn't I tell you not to do that?" She hissed, answering the call.

At the other end she heard some shuffling before a timid voice spoke, "I want more money."

Addison stood up in a splash, trying hard not to throw he phone against the wall.

"Okay fine. Just delete those picture you photoshopped and meet me tomorrow in your shop. Take as much money you want and vanish from this country till I don't ask you to come back." She disconnected and threw the phone in the bed which bounced a little, earning a glare from her.

It was the guy whom she asked to photoshop the photos which she gave to Neesha. Yeah they were all fake. Photos taken from her past hook ups and photoshopping them. She didn't thought Neesha would believe but she did.

And now to leave no trances of what she did, she would have to pay him whatever he wants.

Taking a deep breathe and dragging her hands down her face, she looked around and tried to calm herself down. Sitting back on the bed, she got her phone, which was carelessly lying on it and messaged her boyfriend, asking him to come soon.

Just as she resumed, applying the polish, she heard the noise of someone banging her door. Frowning at the un-humanly activity according to her, she wore the robe and stalked down lazily.

As soon as she opened the door, she regretted not checking the lope hole.

Two female police officers immediately barged in and cuffed both her hands together. Following them were another three male officer.

"What the hell is going on? Who gave you the permission to enter into my apartment like this?" She started thrusting her hands and legs which were off no use.

"You have been suspected in drug dealing case, Mam. We have arrest warrant against you. You have to come with us to the police station." The officer said.

"What? Drugs? I don't know anything about this. You can't take me. I want to call me lawyer. Who filed the case against me?" She screeched as the officers started dragging her, ignoring her protests.

However they felt, it was okay for her to know the name of the person who complained. So they told her.

"Neesha Malhotra." Addison heard, her face paling as her eyes widened.

*

The whole room was black with just a single bulb hanging above her head. There was a chair in front of her and the one in which she was siting with a table surrounding it.

Sweat beads were forming in Addison's forehead, as the door opened and the constable guarding her went outside. She looked up as she heard sound of heels clicking against the concrete ground.

Neesha entered the cell, followed by Jake. She was wearing a white napkin top, paired with grey blazer and grey pants. Her hair was let down, big curls resting near her waist. A bold look cladded in her face as the sunglasses covered her eyes.

As soon as her shadow covered Addison's frame, her body started shaking and she looked up.

Neesha took her glasses out and titled her face to a side, her face morphing a sympathetic look.

"Tch tch tch! Princess what got you here?" She said showing her best pity look, receiving a harsh glare.

She took the chair out and sat there, putting her glasses in the table. Leaning back in the wooden chair, she crossed her leg, pushing her hair back.

"Drugs dealing? I thought you were just a innocent lad forced for a sexual relationship by my husband." She said innocently, yet the rage in her eyes couldn't go unnoticed.

"Or did you photoshop them," Addison flinched hearing the truth but stayed still.

Neesha slowly leaned forward and whispered, a mirth smirk resting on her lips, "Just like I did to your pictures."

Addison looked up as her eyes widened. Teared welled up in her eyes, as she made an attempt to get rid of them, but the cuff bounded her hands with the arms of the chairs, not letting her do it. Soon she started sobbing as Neesha kept looking at her acts.

"Get me a glass of water Jake." She looked backed and smiled sweetly.

Jake rolled his eyes and went out.

"I-I am really sorry. I won't come between you again. Please let me go. Please. I have a career to make. I swear I won't cross your ways again. I will never look at your husband-" Addison blabbered.

"But you did. You did a huge mistake. You know what was that? You set your eyes for something that is mine. You eyed my husband. You crossed our paths. You tried to come between us." Neesha stood up as she yelled, throwing accusations at her.

She heard footsteps, but ignored it thinking it of Jake. But along with Jake there was Vedant too.

"What did you get from this huh? What did you get, trying to come between two people who love each other." She shouted, banging her fist on the table causing her glasses on it to jump a little and fall down as Vedant's eyes locked in his wife's back.

"He doesn't love you." Addison spat.

"Oops! One more mistake. When will you learn Princess?" Neesha calmed down, a look a pity crossing over her eyes.

"Jake," Neesha forwarded her hands, without looking back, as Vedant looked at Jake questioningly.

Jake awkwardly forwarded her two envelopes.

She opened the first one, consisting of some pictures. Taking one last look on them, she threw it on Addison who moved her face to a side as a reflex. Those were the original pictures along with the photoshopped ones of Vedant and Addison.

"Aren't these the pictures where you were being a slut and fucking random people when your boyfriend was out of town? Don't worry I sent these to him too. So you thought you could just photoshop them and shred some tears in front of me and I would believe you? I would believe you over my own husband?" Neesha said as she looked straight into Addison's eyes.

"Well you did a good job. Though it didn't affect our relationship. You know why? Our love and trust was a lot bigger than these lies of yours. But there is no use in telling these to you." She said as she neared Addison, their faces having barely an inch gap.

"Now take a look at these." Neesha smirked as she opened another envelope and threw the content inside it in her face.

It consisted of her taking drugs and even giving a packet of drugs to someone else.

"What is this? I don't take drugs." Addison said as she franctically rummaged through the photo graphs.

"I know. But since you taught me photoshopping, I thought I could gift something to my teacher. Did you like it?" Neesha said sweetly as she some more photos in front of her.

They were some either some unseen pictures of past or some movie pics with their background and faces changed.

"I know you were lying. I will call the police. ANYONE HERE? HELP! HELP!" She started shouting, but before anyone could come, Neesha took a lighter and burned all the photos along with the desk.

Addison got up from the chair, and stumbled back as the fire rose.

"Help! Help!" She kept yelling.

"If you want, jump in this fire and die. And if not, then Neesha Malhotra will soon meet you." Neesha said as she turned back.

Her eyes, met the glossy brown eyes as the shared millions of emotions. A sigh left her lips as he let out a shaky breathe, his lips parted.

He felt angry, that Neesha had to do it all to herself. He felt proud, his wife did it all by herself. And he felt loved, she did it for him, because she loved him.

Their moment was broke by the police as they called Neesha for some further paper works to arrest Addison.

Giving a last look to Vedant, Neesha followed the officer to his office, while Vedant went back home.

*

Neesha was greeted with silence as she entered their home. Only the sound of water running and wind flowing slowly could be heard. She could smell the aroma of cheese from the kitchen as she opened her stilettos.

She switched off the microwave as it pinged indicating that the food inside is warmed, though they would need to warm it again and ran up.

Keeping her blazer on the bed, she noticed the bathroom door open as the shower ran inside.

She sat on the bed with a thud as a thought started revolving in her mind. Letting all her thoughts drown in the deepest corner of the ocean, she entered inside the bathroom and stripped out of all her clothes, leaving her nude as she entered the shower.

Slight mature scene ahead

Vedant was looking down, the warm water falling on his hair and running down through his body. His small butt was facing her, as Neesha neared him.

As she stood close to him, the water droplets started falling on her, wetting her slowly. A raged breathe left from his mouth, as she wrapped her arms, around his shoulders, her nipples touching his back.

His erection slapped her thighs as he turned to face her. His eyes were red and his face was stiff. Her eyes locked in his face as she tip toed a little and placed a kiss near his lips.

"Leave." He hissed, his hands moving to his member, stroking it.

In return, she just pressed herself into him, her front into his.

"Leave before I loose my mind Neesha." He gritted again, his hands itching to wrap around her nude frame and take her right inside the shower but she wouldn't want that, or so as he thought.

"I won't le-" Before she could complete her sentence, she was pushed against the glass wall of the shower as her lips were claimed in a heated kiss.

After that dickhead no one has ever touched her or even neared her. In her university she had bodyguards appointed by her grandmother to scare boys off and then after that she herself was enough.

Her butt cheeks were pressed to the glass, as he wrapped his veiny hands around her waist in a tight grip, not much to hurt her. Her hands were around his neck, tugging him down to reach her height as she kissed back.

Vedant slowly moved his hands to her folds, caressing them as he picked her up. Neesha wrapped her legs around his torso, titling her head as her wet hair stuck at both of their face.

Her lips parted as a sigh left her mouth when his hardened member brushed against her wet entrance making her more wet. As she moved her hips to get more of it, his hand contracted with her soft molds, the slapping sound echoing in the small room.

"We need to stop." He said, but his body going against it as his fingers tugged in her hair, his lips nibbling her shoulder, biting it slowly, as a hiss came out of her mouth.

She titled her head, giving more access to him as his hand roamed in her waist. His tongue swirled around the newly gave purple mark as he soothed it.

Travelling down to the valley of her breasts, his hand from her folds travelled to her bosoms as he kneaded them. His fingers slowly moved around her perky nipples making them harder.

"We need to stop." He said again, his face in her crook.

Neesha cupped his face, forcing him to look up as she crashed her lips into his.

Her nose was pressed into his cheeks, as he tightened his hands around her body.

She demanded attention and got it as she plunged her tongue inside his mouth.

He was surely enjoying his wife's dominating nature!

He walked out of the shower, into the bathroom as he pressed her back in the wall and himself in her front.

They backed away breathing heavily as she kept her head in his shoulder, and he drew soft circles in her back.

Fetching the towel from the cabinets beside him, he draped one around his shoulders. Spreading the other one wide, he started patting her wet, bare body.

Chills ran through her spine as he slowly kneeled down, the towel now patting her hips. There was a smell of hot stream along with their arousals as he patted her till her toes and stood up again.

When he stood up, she looked at his face which was now void of a blank look and dressed in a different one. The one which shouts love and care.

Love.

That reminded her that she needs to confess her love to him as well. She stared at his back as his muscles reflexed when he went to grab a T-shirt of his own.

He placed a longing kiss in her lips, coming back as he kept the T-shirt in the cabinets beside them.

He pulled away, much to her dismay and moved her hair to the back of her ear. Placing the T-shirt in her hands, he looked as her from head to toe and moved his hands forward, his thumps caressing her waist and he turned back and went out with his clothes.

Neesha put on the t-shirt and it reached till her knees. Almost. She brushed her wet hair, taking the dryer from the cabinets as she started drying them.

Her thoughts drifted back to what happened minutes ago. She doesn't know why she did that and honestly she doesn't want to. She doesn't want to think about what'll happen next, though her mind is betraying her. It just felt right.

She trusted him. She loved him. Nothing else is required.

After drying her hair completely, she moved them to a side and started braiding them. They need to stay still for the talk they are going to have tonight. She isn't going to force him but hopefully he will.

Walking out of the bathroom, she thought whether to wear anything inside of not but then went for the later one, she doesn't know why.

As she went out of their room, she was greeted by silence that made her wonder if Vedant left her. If he would have, she wouldn't have spend the rest of her days here because of embarressment.

However her thoughts dried down in her mind, as she saw the familiar always locked room, open. Her heart started thumping making her realize that she is getting back to her old self, as she saw the curtains of the door fly back and forth due to wind.

After calming her down, she took baby steps inside she saw Vedant standing near the open window and looking down, his hands in the pockets of his shorts.

Neesha grimaced slightly as the wooden floor produced a sound as she walked on them. She didn't wanted to disturb the silence and serene.

Looking around the room, she saw it was a bedroom too. Themed in rose gold and light teal shade, which wasn't probably the best combination, it seemed a girl's room. There was a queen sized bed with big mattress which was too high to be good. There was the picture above the bedrest. Neesha stumbled back a little as she met the unfamiliar yet familiar brown eyes.

With brown hair, small round face and a smile enough to make a dead man alive, the teen smiled to her fullest to the camera. She wore a floral dress, which wasn't much visible since the picture was half and a flower tiara in her head. Her arms were loosely kept on her sides and her hair was shown flying.

"She is Vidya." She heard Vedant say as she felt him closer.

Soon his front was pressed in her back and his arms rested in her sides, the familiar warmth running through her body.

As she looked around the room, her thought was proved correct again. It indeed was a girl's room and the best room she has ever seen.

It didn't scream luxury as her room back in her house said, it did love. There were many things kept here and there, cleaned as ever as if someone still uses it.

A bookshelf was kept in the other side of the room along with a wardrobe beside it. Right in front of it, beside the window was a big table with a computer on it and a chair. On the table, there was the keyboard and mouse along with a photo frame and some books. Beside the table there was a huge photo collage with different and many pictures. Some single while other in groups. Then in front of the table, on the other side of the room was a dressing table with bulbs all around it and another photo frame on it. There were small flower vases all around the rooms, some kept in random places while some beside every photo frame. In front of the bed, in the wall hung the same photo frame which was kept down.

As she was done looking at the whole room, she felt a tug in her waist. Before she could ask what happened, she heard a click of mouse and then an audio message started playing.

"Happy birthday Bhai." Neesha turned back hearing the soft voice. She saw Vedant standing in the same place, with his back facing her.

"I had already wished Vanya di. She was saying that my voice sounded sad. It was true but I didn't want you to hear it." Her eyes widened as she heard a soft whimper coming out of her mouth.

"Bhai I am sorry. I am really sorry. I did a lot of bad things, brought a lot of disgrace yet you all loved me so much. I took back mumma. I made dad, a single parent. You guys lost your mother. All because of me. I know it's true, you don't need to lie to me any more. I am the bad one and that's why god punished me, I know." A small sob came out of her mouth as she stopped for a while, her breathe being the only thing heard.

"I-I couldn't save myself bhai. I lost everything." As soon as these words came out of her mouth, Neesha's thoughts drifted to what happened to her years back.

She too couldn't save herself.

She too lost everything.

But she hopes what happened with her didn't happen with Vidya as well.

"I-I got rap-raped bhai." An uncontrollable sob left her mouth followed by many more. And by this time, tears started pooling in Neesha's eyes too.

"I don't know what happened and when it happened. I stayed back in college because of my extra classes but it got cancelled at last moment. My teacher wanted to drop me home, but I insisted because our home was just behind the campus. He still insisted but I denied. When I was coming out, there was a guy who followed me till home. I was scared but he didn't do anything. When I reached home, I immediately went to Sujata Bua. She asked me but I didn't say anything. That night I got a call from my friends that they were coming over and they told me to keep pizza already ordered. I did and when the delivery boy came, the same guy was behind him. I immediately tried to close the doors but he didn't let me. I tried bhai, I tried my best, but I couldn't do anything. I am sorry." Neesha gulped and looked at Vedant who was shaking slightly by now.

Slowly, taking small steps towards him, she placed a hand over his shoulder. As soon as her palms makde the contact, he spun over and wrapped his arms tightly around her, making her breathless.

She felt her shoulder wetting as the audio continued.

"Next thing I knew that a syringe was pressed in my shoulders and I was senseless. When I woke up, I was in the hospital. My friends found me lying naked in the ground when they reached. It was all done and I couldn't do anything." Another sob erupted from her mouth.

Neesha felt Vedant tighten his hold as she placed a small kiss in his nape, caressing his hair.

"I was not being able to live bhai. I didn't knew what to do. But now I do." A determined voice spoke.

Vedant was now loosely hugging her, his face resting on her shoulders and her finger drawing slow circles in his bare chest.

"I will complaint about him to police. I have already called police and they will be reaching here shortly- Aah."

Neesha jumped a little as she heard a sudden yelp. Vedant immediately moved forward and switched it off. Neesha stood there, his past slowly settling inside her head.

As he moved to her again, she saw his tear stricken face. She stood in her tip toes and placed her lips near his eyes, trying to suck both his tears and his surrow.

As she placed her legs down, she turned towards the window and Vedant stood behind her, in front of them was the backyard of the house where.

There was a certain place where the sandy ground was black as if something was burnt there.

She took a step back, coming in contact with his hard back as he stood behind her, his hands crawling to her waist as they were wrapped around her making her lean back.

"She was killed. Here in this room. What you heard is the last thing she said. She was stabbed here and then burnt in there." He pointed to the place in the backyard where the ground is black.

"I didn't find it first, dad did. He immediately left for Chicago but before he came, she was already dead. We didn't get to see her for the last time too. Till 3 days I didn't know and Vanya didn't know for months. She still thing if she would have been her it wouldn't have happened." He continued as he looked up, at the photo collage looking at different pictures.

"When he got here, he just got her ashes. He didn't tell us anything. We were in India. And then th police here started searching for him. But they couldn't find him. Because he was killed." As he said that, he looked at his wife fearing to see her blank face again. But he didn't. He saw a proud look and then slowly a smirk replacing it as she got to know about his death. But his next words shook her a bit.

"My father killed him. The police force still thinks that he is somewhere alive but he is buried 6 feets under the ground." He said.

"But then he suicided. He said he couldn't live when his little girl was not there with him. He hanged himself, leaving both of us alone." He completed.

The wind flowed through the windows, as the the couple stood near the window in each other's embrace. They weren't happy or sad. They felt proud, Vedant for his father and sister and Neesha for Vidya.

They were strong. Not every girl coming out of such trauma have a wish to survive but here she did. She could feel the determination in her voice as she spoke.

But not everyone gets a chance to prove themselves and here she didn't.

Her mind went to where she thought to share her past with him. She thought and she will do it today.

"I was 18 back then," She started as Vedant looked at her.

"When I fell in love. He was good guy or sl as I thought. I confessed to him in his birthday and bam! He liked me too. He told me all those cheesy lines which he might have taken from Google or some shitty friend of his and I believed. I did and I lost my virginity to him." She looked at Vedant who was listening to her while his nose was nuzzled in her crook, too busy to give attention to her news.

"I don't care as long as you are with me." He mumbled earning a rarely seen smile from his wife.

"But that's not what I regret. I obviously regret that but then when I got home, my parents treated me like an unwanted shit. It was only bhai and my grandmother who understood and consoled me. It was hard for me to believe that my own parents were disgusted by me. At that time I felt really bad but now I know they lost diamond which is rare and they are not getting it." She completed with a badass look, a mirth smirk resting on her face.

"You are different and never unwanted, remember that." Vedant said as he placed a kiss on the side of her temple.

"I know." She replied which a known sassy look.

"That reminds me, how did you know about Addison?" He pulled away with a frown resting in his face as he asked, his hands still around her.

'Jake helped me in finding some random, unseen pictures and I photoshopped it like she did.' She thought.

"Didn't you tell all these thigns to me because you got to know that I trusted you and you trust me too?" Neesha asked instead, him to which he nodded.

"Then keep that in mind. Just remembe she deserved what happened to her. Whoever messes with Neesha Sengupta, will be destroyed by the nature." She said looking at him as he narrowed his eyes at her, but somehow believing what she said.

"You mean Neesha Malhotra, right?" He asked hugging her from her back and placing his chin on her shoulders.

"Uh-huh," She faked a confused look. "Yes." She quit her act as she saw Vedant's face falling.

"Neesha Vedant Malhotra, it is." She winked at him.

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Hey guys! I hope you all like this chapter. This is the last chapter and next will be the Epilogue.

I have always wanted to write a bold female look and here I did. I truly like it, please share your views too.

In all, how is the whole story?

And anything that should be added or removed? Any mistakes or something you guys didn't like?

Honestly I am a bit sceptical about this particular chapter, towards the end to be precise because Myra didn't read it. I always send it to her before posting but today since morning I haven't had a word with her. I really don't know where is she. Have been messaging her since morning in Instagram and Discord and now I am truly stared to get worried.

Babe where are you?

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