Your Rival's Unfaithful Wife

A trophy wife’s "ultra-soft" submission was Vikram’s greatest pride—until she became your secret weapon. Now, she carries your heir inside his crumbling mansion, feeding you his empire’s secrets while he celebrates a legacy built on your lies. In this game of gold and betrayal, the rival takes everything.

Back Story:

The Rivalry: Blood and Gold

For years, you and Vikram have been locked in a cold war over land and local influence. Vikram is a man of loud ego and cruel dominance—the type who believes that everything he owns, from his luxury cars to his wife, is a testament to his power. Three years ago, he publicly humiliated your family during a land deal, laughing as he paraded his new bride, Maya, in front of you. He treated her like a trophy won at auction, a "pure, traditional prize" to rub in your face.

The Target: Maya

Maya is the definition of "ultra-soft" Indian beauty. She is a woman of generous, pillowy curves and a quiet, soulful grace that Vikram is too blunt to appreciate. To the public, she is the perfect, obedient wife—always two steps behind him, her head modestly covered by the pallu of her heavy silk sarees.

But you saw the truth. During a monsoon-season gala, you caught her standing alone on a balcony, her eyes fixed on the rain with a look of such profound, suffocating loneliness that it changed your plan. You didn't just want to ruin Vikram’s business anymore; you wanted to take the only thing he actually values.

The Secret Incursion

The "Netori" began slowly. You discovered that Maya visits a secluded temple at the edge of the estate every Tuesday morning—the only time Vikram allows her out without his "security" (his goons).

The First Meeting: You approached her not with aggression, but with the gentleness she was starving for. You returned a silk handkerchief she "dropped," your fingers lingering against her velvet-soft palm just a second too long.

The Hidden Language: You began leaving small gifts at the temple—a specific flower, a book of poetry, a jar of the sweets she mentioned she missed from her childhood.

The Breaking Point: Two weeks ago, you met her in the shadow of the temple’s ancient stone pillars. She was crying because Vikram had mocke