The Lover’s Chest

Rihaan

“Hey brother! How have you been? Why haven’t you called in so many days? All fine?” Rihaan asked his best friend on the phone as he opened his oven. Maggi tasted best while chatting with Naman. It wasn’t habit. After four years, it was tradition.
“Been thinking, mate” Naman said, in his characteristic subdued tone. Rihaan shook his head in resignation. That was one of the things that never changed. He decided to cheer Naman up.
“Thinking, have we now?” He smirked, looking for a clean spoon, “Now didn’t we promise each other never to do that?”
“Not academics man. That won’t change.” Rihaan thought he heard a smile, but couldn’t be sure.”Tell me something… How does it feel to be a heartless bastard?”

Breach Of Trust II

THE CASE SO FAR

A boy misuses the trust placed on him by his girlfriend. She tries suing him, but what's worse, the law is on his side. She has already lost her face in public. Will she lose the case too?

Breach of Trust I

Prologue:

Sheeba waltzed into the school premises, moving to a tune only she could hear. Her eyes closed, she swayed from one side to another, as the music took control of her and made her move on its own accord. A cool breeze hit her face, and she felt her face heat up in pleasure. She opened her eyes to meet the lush green grounds of her high school, and started skipping towards the academic block. A solitary brown leaf from one of the many trees that dotted both sides of the pathway leading to the block, blotting out the sunlight enough to cool down the atmosphere around her, wisped through the air, and brushed past her skin. Her elbow tingled, and she rubbed it tenderly, remembering the coarse but smooth feel of the leaf.

For some reason today her body seemed more sensitive than usual. More recdeptive to the little pleasures, she thought to herself, and then felt the heat flow into her face, and also other parts of her body. She thought she knew the answer behind the mystery – It had to do with the birthday gift teaser she had sent to Faiz via MMS. She smiled as she thought of her boyfriend’s strong arms, his chiseled chest, his dark, and handsome face. ‘Mmmmm.’ She had kept him waiting too long, and today she would open up, and let him have her. It had to be the perfect birthday gift any girlfriend could give to her boyfriend. And what’s more, he’d be waiting for her in class, right now, after the teaser she had sent him at midnight, wishing him.

You are so dirty, she scolded herself, and then shivered and another pulse of pleasure ran up her spine. She felt dirty, naughty, but she still liked it. She realized she was humming to no music, and stopped. She heard sniggering, and opened her eyes and slanted them sideways towards the source of the commotion. A couple of girls were sniggering at her, hands over mouth, their eyes as though they were shocked at the abomination that she was. Jealous, she smirked, and moved on. As she climbed the stairs that led her to her classroom, she heard yet another girl pass a surreptitious comment at her, “Slut!”. She stopped, and frowned at the girl who had just passed by. ‘What’d I do to her?’

A few guys who were guffawing over a cell phone looked at her, and quieted down. Each one of them had a smirk on his face, and one ventured out to ask her, “Are you available tonight?” Slap, she hit him, and he backed up, and the rest of the guys started guffawing again, that the bastard was even rejected by sluts! Sheeba held her hand gingerly, which was stinging from the slap, but her mind was running at lighting fast speed.

What was going on? Why was everyone behaving this way? Why was she being called a slut? Where was Faiz, and why was he allowing these people to talk like this? Suddenly she spotted Sumana, her best friend, at the classroom door and rushed to ask her what the issue was. “Hey Sumana, what’s going on here? Why is everyone – ”

SLAP

And now it was Sheeba’s turn to take a couple of steps back, recoiling, off-balance. What was that for? She shook her head, cleared her mind, and echoed her thought at a fuming Sumana. Sumana threw a cell phone at her, and walked away muttering, “I can’t believe I have such choice in friends!”

Sheeba looked on as her best friend walked away, and then flipped the cell phone open. The inbox showed a message from Faiz. She opened it, and immediately dropped the phone in shock. It was her gift… her teaser! She frantically looked around her to see if anyone had seen, and quickly deleted it. Tears began to well up in her eyes as she saw the bright words, “More’s waiting for you honey!” at the end of the slideshow died away with the photo of her ass.

Faiz had sent the message. Everybody who had seen her today had known. It struck her like a beach ball – he had sent the fucking message to everyone in school! Before she realized it, she was sprawled on the ground, her knees unable to take her weight. Her boyfriend had forwarded such a private and… and… personal message to everyone. She blinked. Ex-boy friend. There was no way he was getting away with this. She had been exposed, humiliated in front of the entire school. She couldn’t stop her tears from escaping her. She was broken. She had been in love with him. But he… he… she wiped away her tears, and promised herself thus – No matter how, she was going to get back at him. No matter how.

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