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Losing him was blue, like I'd never known

Missing him was dark gray, all alone

Forgetting him was like trying to know

Somebody you never met

But loving him was red

Loving him was red
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The next morning Raghbir had a terrible hangover. He didn't go to the the office and slept in till the afternoon. Around four in the evening he got a mysterious phone call and at eight in the night he was getting ready to leave.

Angana was sitting on the bed wearing her satin robe and looking at him who was dressing up in a suit.

"Where are you going?" She asked him while playing with her Mangalsutra.

"I'm going to a brothel." He smirked.

Angana glared at him, "Are you serious?"

"Yes." He nodded while putting on his wristwatch.

"Ragh, don't joke." She warned him.

"I'm serious, Anaa. I'm going to a brothel." He double checked his appearance in the mirror.

"Why?" Angana asked.

"To meet someone." And he entered the closet.

"Who?" She got up from the bed and followed him inside.

"You don't need to know that." He told her while sprinkling his favorite cologne.

"What will you do there?" Angana asked while walking up him.

"I'll watch hot girls dance and discuss business with old men." He smirked.

"You are such a pervert." And she hit his chest.

"What? I'm being honest with my wife." He said mischievously and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"When will you be back?" She asked while resting her head against his chest.

"Before midnight. I am not planning on cheating on you so I don't think it will take long." He rubbed her back.

"I'll be keeping a track on your location." She mumbled against his chest.

"But I've removed the ring for tonight." Angana looked up at him who showed her his hand with no rings.

"What? Wear it, you idiot." She scolded him.

"I won't." He pinched her cheeks and placed a kiss on her lips.

"Ragh, I'll kill you if you cheated on me." She warned him. Her tone was sweet, contrary to her words.

"Why would I cheat on you? No woman can make me feel things the way you do. Just looking at you wearing waistchain makes me horny." His fingers were playing with the knot keeping her robe together. He would have freed the knot by then if he didn't have to go out.

Angana could see lust dancing in his eyes. "You are becoming resistant to my allure." She pouted and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Raghbir chuckled, "I'll never be able to resist your allure, Jaan." He freed himself from her hold, " But I have to leave now." And he walked out of the closet and the bedroom.

Angana sighed, "What if it has something to do with the elections? I need to do something about it."

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Awadh's brothels were quite famous. Kotha culture still flourished there. Men of elite class were willing to spend in millions to just spend one night with the beautiful women of brothels.

Raghbir entered one of such brothels. Golden light was emitting from the chandelier hung on the ceiling, illuminating the grand hall where gorgeous women were dancing and ugly but rich men were staring at their assets with lusty eyes.

He had visited a brothel once at the age of twenty-one. And had also spent a night with a beautiful girl who was maybe five years elder than him. She was experienced and gave him a taste of heaven with her art of seduction. He was one of the few men who could resist coming back again. He liked sex, but not more than his dreams.

"Thanks for accepting my invitation, Mr Raghbir Ranavat." He heard a not so familiar voice say. He turned around to see a middle-aged man standing with a creepy smile on his face. He was an MLA from his mother-in-law's party who wanted to climb up the ladder and reach CM's chair. Jagdish Sinha.

"I hope I'm not wasting my time with you." Raghbir mumbled with a tight smile.

The old man chuckled, "You will enjoy your time here. Please follow me."

He took him to a suite. As much as Raghbir remembered, spending a night at one of the suites costs minimum one million. He never got the chance to explore this part of a brothel. Because he was already infatuated by Angana by the time. But maybe he could find out now why these suites were so expensive and why men were ready to pay even the double amount.

As soon as the door opened, he got the answer to his why. There two naked women in the suite. Everything about them was perfect. Just looking them was reminding him of sex. But he knew better than letting lust control his actions.

One of them was coming towards him but he stopped her, "Don't." He turned to glare at the old man, "I'm here to talk business. If I were interested in fucking, I would be at home with my wife."

"Mr Ranavat, it's okay to have some fun. I can leave you alone with both of them if you want." He tried pestering him.

"I said I'm here to talk business. I will gladly leave if you are intending to waste my time with offering me prostitutes." His tone was as threatening as it could be.

The politician gulped in nervousness and tried to hide his embarrassment with a chuckle, "Both of you can leave for now." He told the two prostitutes. Both of them nodded and picked their robes before leaving the suite.

Raghbir sat down on a couch and waited for the creepy old man to tell him why he wanted to meet him.

"Mr Ranavat, I've been in politics for more than thirty years. And now I want to rise to the seat of Awadh's chief minister. Chahana Agnihotri will never let that happen. Because I have some criminal cases going on against me. Your family is funding the party for many years and I know this for sure that your say matters a lot in choosing the candidate for CM elections. They are considering that kid Abhimanyu Raval. After all, he is their yesman Neil's son. But I believe that you can help me in becoming the CM. If Abhimanyu became the CM, you'll get no benefit out of it. That bastard does not have the guts to go against Chahana. If I become the CM, I promise that financial policies will be passed in your favor. You'll be not Awadh's but India's richest man in matter of months. But only if you side with me and support my candidacy."

The offer was tempting, but flawed. That man thought too highly of himself. What even made him think he will make it to the CM's seat. The party will definitely lose election with him as the representative.

"When my mother-in-law became the CM of Awadh, about twenty five years ago, opposition had tried buying some party members. You must be one of them, right?" Raghbir asked.

"Umm... yes, but we didn't leave the party."

"Because my mother-in-law had threatened you all." He chuckled, "I'm not fond of that old lady. But I admire her for her strength."

"Why are you mentioning it now?"

"Because I'm not going to root for your flawed plan. You can't win the elections even if I supported you. Angad Shekhawat will be the King-maker this time. Only his support can define party's position in the elections." He stood up from the couch, "Better luck next time, Mr Sinha." He smiled and walked out of the suite and the brothel.

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Angana couldn't sleep. Her husband would be surrounded by seductive women and she couldn't help but feel insecure. What if he slept with a prostitute?

She was busy overthinking when the door opened and Raghbir entered the bedroom. Angana was surprised, but in a good way.

"Oh, you are back early!" She beamed and went to hug him, "I'm so relieved."

Raghbir wrapped his arms around her, "Oh, my baby. I had told you I will be back before midnight." He cooed her.

"Yeah, but I thought you were bluffing." She mumbled against his chest.

"You know, there were two naked women in the room. But I stopped them from approaching me. Tell me, would you be able to resist if you saw two naked men ready to warm your bed?"

Angana kept quiet for a while.

"Anaa, say something."

"Ah, you know, I have always fancied having a threesome. So maybe..." She didn't complete her sentence. But the mischief in her words made him gap at her audacity.

He arched his eyebrow, "Threesome?"

He ended their hug and entered the closet. Angana had again settled on the bed when he came back naked and with a... vibrator in his hand?

Angana raised her brow at him, "Why do you have my old vibrator in your hand?"

"Cuz you fancy threesome." He smirked and put the vibrator on the mattress before pulling her from her legs. He freed the knot of her robe and removed her lace panty.

"Ragh, I was joking." She tried to stop him.

"But I'm not." Saying so he placed the vibrator against her clitoris.

"Ragh, I don't think I'll be able to handle it." She hesitated.

"I'll stop it if it gets overwhelming for you." He pinched her cheek and turn on the vibrator. He kept the speed slow in the beginning. And entered inside her at the same time. Angana clutched onto the mattress and shut her eyes close. The vibrator was producing sensations against her skin while Raghbir was thrusting in and out of her at a gentle pace. It was not overwhelming. She was enjoying it. However, he increased the speed of vibrator after a while. And that's when things got a little intense. She was getting wetter by passing time, making his thrusts smoother. He increased his pace while speeding up the vibrator a little more. She jolted up at the intensity of sensations, but didn't protest. She couldn't stop anymore.

But Raghbir's phone began ringing by the bedside. Raghbir wouldn't have picked the call but he wanted to tease her a bit. So he pulled out of her and reached to pick the phone.

"Raghbir!" Angana yelled at him.

He just smirked and received the phone call. It was Abhimanyu's phone call. Maybe it was the first time he had called him.

"Hello." Raghbir again entered Angana and began thrusting gently.

"Hello, Raghbir." Abhimanyu was about to speak further but heard Angana moan loudly on the line, "Why is Angana moaning like that?" He asked in confusion but soon understood what might be happening between the couple, "Wait! Don't answer that question. Just come to meet me tomorrow at the party office. Good night." And the call ended.

"Why do I feel like he is a virgin?" He mumbled to himself.

"Ragh, please move faster. You'll ruin my orgasm." Angana pleaded to him.

Raghbir put the phone away and began pushing as hard as he could, making her moan loudly.

"Yeah, keep going."

It didn't take her long to reach orgasm. But Raghbir kept going on, so did the vibrator. He came soon but he still had the stamina to keep thrusting. Angana was exhausted by then but knew he wasn't going to stop until the dawn. He always does that.

"Ragh, please stop. I'm feeling very tired. The vibrator is hurting my skin now." The last line was a lie. But that's the only way he was going to stop. And it did work. Raghbir immediately stopped the vibrator and removed it from her private part. He then pulled out of her.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Anaa. I didn't know it will start hurting. I'll quickly clean you up and then you can rest." He ran inside the bathroom and came back with a wet towel.

He cleaned her up and then changed the bedsheet too. Angana wore her robe again and laid down on the bed. Raghbir pulled her close to his chest and kissed her forehead.

Angana couldn't help but smile at him. She pecked on his lips and then closed her eyes.

"You went to Abhimanyu's place in my absence." He spoke, all of a sudden.

Angana frowned, "But I had removed my Mangalsutra before leaving. How did you get to know that?"

"Actually-" He was about to tell but she cut him off.

"Is there a tracker in my engagement ring too?"

He nodded with a smile, "Yeah."

She pinched his bicep, making him wince.

"But tell me, Anaa, what did you talk to him?" He asked.

"You'll know that when you'll meet him tomorrow." Saying so she again closed her eyes. Raghbir too tried sleeping. The next morning was going to be interesting.

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