Chapter 16: Severing Ties

As Randi recovered from her surgery, Vishal knew that there was still more to be done. He had molded her into his perfect fantasy, but there was one looming obstacle: Randi’s impending return to the United States. He couldn’t allow that to happen, not after all the work he had put into her transformation. He had a plan, and he was determined to see it through.

While Randi rested, Vishal arranged for a professional photoshoot, inviting a photographer to the apartment to capture Randi’s new body in all its glory. He dressed her in provocative poses, her body adorned with sparkling jewelry and heels, her new enhancements on full display. Randi complied, her eyes gleaming with excitement and pride as she showed off her transformed figure.

Once the photoshoot was complete, Vishal carefully selected the most lewd and provocative images. He had a plan for these, a way to ensure that Randi would never leave his side. He typed out a message on Randi’s phone, imitating her voice and mannerisms.

“Tom, this is Randi. I won’t be coming home. I’ve found myself in India, and I’ve decided to stay. I won’t be saying goodbye to you or the kids. You’re free to pursue a divorce at your leisure. I want half of the estate. Goodbye.”

He attached the most explicit photos from the shoot, the ones that showed off Randi’s new body in all its naked, tattooed, and pierced glory. He hit send, a smug smile playing on his lips as he imagined Tom’s reaction.

Tom’s response was immediate and furious. He sent a flurry of texts, his words filled with vitriol and threats.

“You bitch. You whore. How dare you do this to me, to our family? You’re a disgrace. I’ll make sure everyone knows what a slut you are. I’ll send these photos to your parents, to your friends. You’ll regret this, Audrey. You’ll regret this forever.”

Vishal read the messages, his smile never wavering. He had expected this reaction, had counted on it. He knew that Tom would never accept Randi back, not after seeing those photos, not after reading those words. He had successfully burned the bridge, ensuring that Randi had no one to return to, no life to go back to.

Throughout the exchange, Randi remained oblivious, her mind focused on her recovery and her new life with Vishal. She had no idea that her husband was disowning her, that her old life was going up in flames. And Vishal intended to keep it that way.

As he deleted the messages, ensuring that Randi would never see them, he felt a sense of triumph. He had won. He had claimed his prize, his goddess, his Randi. And he would never let her go.

With the ties to her old life effectively severed, Vishal turned his attention back to Randi, his eyes gleaming with possession and desire. He had a future to plan, a life to build with his new property.