Chapter 23

It read “when did you start drinking scotch darling”? I did not know whether to laugh or to cry reading his message. I took a close picture of the bite marks on my neck and breasts and sent it as a reply to him.

My phone rang within seconds of me sending that picture. It was Prakash, he worriedly asked “what happened Anita”? In a fit of rage, I replied “your bloody friend literally raped me. That is what happened Prakash!!!”

He was at loss of words. After a few moments of silence, he said “I am really sorry about this”. I shot back “if you have the bloody audacity to ask your friend to fuck me so he could stop missing his late wife then why did you not tell me first”?

Prakash said “I am sorry darling. I did not expect it to go like this”. I hung up the call before I said something which I would regret later. I changed into my nighty and went to bed.

My phone kept ringing so I put it in silent mode and slept. Next morning, I woke up and checked my phone. There were many missed calls from Prakash, Jaggu, our security supervisor Sang and Jaggu’s neighbors.

Calling back Prakash and Jaggu was the least of my priority now. I decided to start with Jaggu’s neighbors, I called them and explained how a simple evening turned into almost me getting raped by Jaggu only because I went without my hubby this time.

Everyone stood by my side with full support. I called Sang and gave him the same story. In the next few minutes he was at my door. He said “madam I am really sorry about everything. I did not know he had such intensions. Give me a few days and I will permanently fix this”.

I thanked him and closed the door after he left. I went back to my normal chores and then settled with my morning coffee on the sofa. I recollected last night’s horror and figured how dangerous this game can become.

I called Prakash finally, he answered in a groggy voice. He asked “has everything been sorted darling”? I thought to myself, if this man was really my husband and was even one cent worried about me then he would have taken the next flight back.

Instead he wakes up in his hotel room answering my call and asks me “if everything is sorted”!!! The last of my love, loyalty, everything else that I had for him right then went out of the window.

I calmly replied “from today you will sleep on the couch in the living room Prakash”. He worriedly asked “why what happened Anita that you are talking like this”?

I said “so much happened last night and the least I expected from you was for you to fly back asap. Instead you are still there waking up in your comfortable hotel bed and asking me what happened”?

He tried to mumble up something but I cut him off. I said “from now on yes we will remain husband and wife for the world outside our house only. Inside the house you are no longer fit to be my husband”.

He begged saying “I am sorry Anita but I could not leave this work behind”. This enraged me even more, I said “then live the rest of your life with your work only. I will find other men to give me real satisfaction in bed”.

He continued pleading but I did not relent. Just when I was about to hang up the call, I heard a groggy female voice in the background at the other end “who is it darling”?

I had disconnected the call by then but was shocked to hear a female in his bed. Was Prakash having a clandestine affair and using his “work” as an excuse to cover it up?

My mind was racing in a million directions thinking about who that female was. Was this why he did not come back immediately despite what had happened with me last night.

Had Prakash told me honestly about this affair and made it back when I needed him, then I surely would have been very happy with him. After all he let me enjoy outside so why should I stop him from doing the same.

Today was a Sunday and Prakash was expected to return by Tuesday evening only. Till now he had not told me anything about changing his plans or coming back early.

This fueled my vengeance against him even further. I made up my mind that I was done being THE WIFE for him. From now on it was going to be my life my rules and my choice and who would be the lucky one between my legs.

Yes, obviously ensuring my family remain oblivious to all this and remain unaffected. I was going to become a Hot Wife because IT’S MY LIFE. I took care of everything and kids were off to their weekend cricket practice and would only be back by 7 in the evening.