Rahul leaned against the kitchen counter, sipping his morning chai as the soft glow of dawn crept through the blinds. The aroma of cardamom and ginger filled the air, mingling with the faint scent of rain outside. He could hear the distant sound of a newspaper landing on the doormat and knew the day had officially started. A yawn escaped his lips as he contemplated the quietness of the house. His wife, Sakshi, was out of town for work, leaving him to his own devices for two weeks.

He had been living with the consequences of last night's unplanned adventures, where he had taken advantage of the vulnerability of his sister-in-law, Shagoon, and mother-in-law, Ritu. The memories of their cries and pleas still echoed in his mind, a mix of guilt and excitement coursing through his veins. As he set his cup down, the sound of shuffling and muffled protests grew louder, pulling him out of his contemplation.