Kavitha Khan kept a polite smile plastered on her face as she listened to Aditya Thakur regale her parents in formal and flowery Hindi about his storied career and education.

Kavitha had wanted to introduce Vikram Singh to her parents as a potential suitor. Unfortunately, this snivelling worm had beaten her to the punch by introducing himself first.

"You needn't worry, Mr. and Mrs. Khan, I have some insider information that Sirius Software will soon have troubles. I myself have already secured a position in the Department of Energy, and I'm friends with the dean at Harvard Medical, I can get Kavitha out of that fortress as you call it, and we'll be able to have a happy life away from all that controversy," said Thakur, flashing his most winning smile.

In his ethnic formal suit, he looked less 2nd generation Indian American as he claimed to be, and more like some sleazy Indian politician, who was seeking asylum from India after absconding with ungodly amounts of money.

"Well Kavitha? What do you think?" asked her mother, looking at her expectantly.

Kavitha hesitated, looking at her parents, who were clearly taken in by Thakur's smooth talk and apparent sincerity.

"I need more time to think about it, Mom," she replied.

"Of course, of course. Take all the time you need," said her mother, elbowing her father, and they both rose and left her alone with Thakur.

"What exactly is this insider information you have about Sirius Software?" asked Kavitha, folding her arms.

Aditya tapped his nose conspiratorially.

"Let's just say that your days of enduring that vulgar black leather security uniform are over," he said with a wink.

Kavitha raised an eyebrow.

"Mr. Thakur, you seem to be under the impression that I'm trapped by Sirius Software, and that I find my uniform oppressive. I'm not trapped, I'm not oppressed, and frankly, I find your attitude and demeanor vulgar and distasteful," she said, standing up.

Aditya got to his feet as well, and looked at her with a mixture of anger and disbelief.

"It seems that you have been brainwashed by that company. You should be grateful that I want to rescue you from that hellhole," he sputtered, a vein throbbing in his temple.

"Get out, and don't you dare approach me or my family again!" shouted Kavitha in Hindi, loud enough for her parents to come back in a panic.

Aditya held up his hands in surrender, and backed out of the house, muttering curses under his breath.

"What the hell was that about?" asked her father, looking at her in confusion.

Kavitha turned to her parents.

"I didn't like him, or his condescending attitude," she said firmly.

Her parents exchanged glances, and her mother sighed.

"Fine, but we're running out of time and options, please my daughter, compromise on something," cried her mother.

"There is someone at work whom I do like, I'll introduce him to you tomorrow," said Kavitha, trying to placate them.

Her parents looked at her skeptically, but said nothing more.

Kavitha let out a sigh of relief as they left, and went to her room to call Vikram.

"Vikram, I'm in trouble, my parents just got wowed by that sleazy Aditya Thakur! Can you please come to meet them tomorrow?" she asked.

"You don't have to wait till tomorrow. Come to your front door," chuckled Vikram, as the front doorbell rang.

Kavitha leaped up, and rushed to the door, opening it to find Vikram standing there with a bouquet of jasmine flowers.

"Hello, Ms. Khan," said Vikram, handing her the flowers.

"Hello, Mr. Singh," she replied, taking the flowers, and deeply inhaling their sweet fragrance.

Vikram smiled, and stepped inside.

Kavitha's parents entered the living room, and looked at Vikram in surprise.

"Mr. and Mrs. Khan, I'm Vikram Singh, CFO of Sirius Software. I apologize for the moving up of our meeting, but I have important business tomorrow," said Vikram, bowing slightly with his hands folded in the traditional Indian greeting.

Kavitha's parents looked at each other, and then at Vikram, who was dressed in a sleek black Western style business suit, matched with his black Sikh turban.

"Please, have a seat," said Kavitha's father, gesturing to the sofa.

Vikram sat down, and Kavitha sat next to him, taking his hand in hers.

"Let me be blunt, Mr. Singh. We were very impressed by Mr. Thakur's credentials, and he was recommended by a family friend. He also insinuated that Sirius Software was in trouble, and that Kavitha's job was not secure. Can you assure us that this is not the case?" asked her father.

Vikram smiled.

"Perhaps Mr. Thakur is not as well-informed. He's a low level nuclear engineer, and not privy to Sirius Software's financials or other ventures. I can assure you that Sirius Software is not going anywhere, and while they might have some controversies, they treat their employees very well," said Vikram, his smooth and articulate English clearly impressing Kavitha's father, but her mother much less so.

"Mr. Singh, I personally don't like the idea of my daughter working in a company that has such a controversial reputation. She's a highly qualified orthopedic surgeon, so why is she working as an in-house physician for a software company?" asked her mother, looking at Vikram.

Vikram raised an eyebrow.

"From what I understand, Kavitha specifically wanted to work at Sirius Software. As for the reputation, well. Let's just say that Sirius Software, like many large corporations, has its rivals and enemies who sling mud at it," he explained.

Kavitha's mother looked unconvinced, but her father nodded and gave her a pinch on the arm.

"Well, Mr. Singh, could you tell us more about yourself?" asked her father.

Vikram smiled.

"I'm a second generation Indian American, born and raised in New York. I graduated from Harvard Business School with a degree in finance and accounting. I was initially hired as a forensic accountant for Sirius Software, and was promoted to CFO just last year. Yes, I am an orthodox Sikh, but I'm open to an interfaith marriage, and no, I'm not a vegetarian. I'm also fluent in Hindi and Punjabi, but I prefer to communicate in English," he said.

"Well, Mr. Singh. You've certainly impressed us. And from the looks of it, you've stolen our daughter's heart," said her father, smiling at Vikram.

Kavitha blushed, and squeezed Vikram's hand.

"Mr. and Mrs. Khan, I would be honored to marry your daughter, and I promise to take good care of her," said Vikram sincerely.

Kavitha's mother looked at him for a long moment, and then nodded.

"Very well, Mr. Singh. We give our blessing for you to marry our daughter," she said.

Kavitha's parents stood up, and Vikram rose, and touched their feet in the traditional Indian gesture of respect.

Kavitha's parents smiled, and Vikram looked at Kavitha, who was beaming with happiness.

"Very well, Mr. Singh. We'll meet and discuss the arrangements for your engagement once your business is concluded," said her father.

"Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Khan. I look forward to it," said Vikram, as he left.

----

"All right, let's do this," muttered Aditya, as he entered the security code to stop the heavy water pumps of Sirius Software reactor 4.

His terminal beeped, indicating that the pump shutdown sequence had been initiated, but was pending authorization.

He waited anxiously, hoping that the shutdown would proceed without a hitch.

He was so focused on the terminal, that he didn't notice the clip-clopping of Kavitha's boots as she approached him from behind.

With a sizzle of electricity, Kavitha's taser knuckled gloved fist connected with the back of his neck, and he slumped forward onto the terminal, unconscious.

----

"Excellent work you two," said Aaron, as Kavitha and Vikram entered his office.

"Thank you, sir," said Vikram, as he and Kavitha sat down.

"Mr. Thakur is no longer a threat to Sirius Software, but I'd like to send a message to the cabal who sent him. Dr. Khan, I believe you know what to do," said Aaron, looking at Kavitha.

Kavitha nodded.

"Yes, sir. I'll take care of it. The worm tried to force me into marriage, so I'm going to make sure he never bothers anyone again," she said, her eyes gleaming with a dangerous light.

"Excellent. Vikram, I need you to recover all of what we've been paying Mr. Thakur," said Aaron.

"Consider it done, sir," replied Vikram.

"Natasha, once Dr. Khan is done, have Mr. Thakur's remains delivered to Senator Goldberg's office. I believe it's time she realizes what happens to infiltrators and interlopers," said Aaron.

"Yes, sir," replied Natasha, smiling at the memory of what had happened the last time an idiot tried to take advantage of Aaron.

----

Aditya Thakur awoke groggily in an unfamiliar room.

He was suspended in the middle of a featureless room with black stone a floor and black leather padded walls.

His hands and fit were stretched taught and secured to the roof and floor by thick leather straps.

Panic set in as he struggled against the thick leather straps, but they held firm.

He quickly realized that he was completely naked, and the humiliation of being restrained naked with his legs spread wide made him even more frantic.

The door opened with a hiss, and Kavitha entered, dressed in her black leather security uniform.

"What the hell is going on?" asked Thakur, struggling against his bonds.

Kavitha's fist smashed into his jaw, breaking it with a sickening crunch.

"You know exactly what's going on, you filthy little worm," she spat, as she punched him again, breaking his nose.

Thakur's struggles weakened, and he slumped back against the table, blood pouring from his mouth and nose.

Kavitha stood facing him, and flexed her leather gloved hands.

"You really are an imbecile, aren't you? Did you really think that you could trigger a meltdown of Sirius Software's nuclear reactors?" she scoffed, landing another punch to his ribcage, cracking a rib.

Aditya slipped in and out of consciousness, as Kavitha's gloved fists smashed into his face, and chest.

A sweet sensation of pleasure went through Kavitha as she felt his body breaking and deforming under her fists.

She stepped back, to admires her handiwork.

Blood was dripping from Aditya's nose and mouth, his eyelids were puffy and swollen shut.

His chest had lost its structure, with broken ribs deforming it at odd angles.

Puncture wounds from the titanium spikes of her gloves were oozing blood.

Kavitha brought her fist to her mouth and licked the blood off her spiked knuckles, savoring the metallic tang of his blood.

She spied his limp and hairy manhood, and felt a surge of disgust.

"Ugh! So disgusting!" she spat, kicking his crotch.

The titanium reinforced leather covered tip of her boot slammed into his groin, breaking his pelvis with a sharp crack.

Aditya's body convulsed, and he let out a strangled gurgling sound, as blood poured from his mouth and nose.

Kavitha kicked him harder, further crushing his pelvic floor, and rupturing his testicular sacs.

Aditya's body went limp, and he stopped moving.

She pulled out a remote control, and pressed a button, releasing the leather straps from his wrists and ankles.

Aditya's lifeless body slumped to the floor with a thud.

"Hmph! You died before I could really have my fun. Oh well, I might as well finish what I started," she scoffed, and stomped hard on his legs, breaking them under her boots.

She walked up to his chest and crushed his sternum with a stomp of her boot, the satisfying crunch as her titanium stiletto heel broke through it and punctured his heart, sent a shock of pleasure through her body.

She stood there for a moment, savoring the feeling of power and control.

"Looks like I broke your heart," she giggled.

With a final stomp, she crushed his skull, splattering his brains across the floor.

Kavitha took a deep breath, and composed herself.

Her gloves and boots were splattered with blood and gore, as was some of her uniform blazer and skirt.

"Hmm, I was worried that these boots would deform with all the breaking, but they're still in perfect shape," she mused, looking at her boots.

The sight of the battered and broken corpse sent a tingle straight into her crotch, and she felt a warm wetness between her legs.

She quickly pulled down her skirt, pantyhose and panties, knelt down, and pleasured herself, moaning softly as her orgasm overtook her.

Once sated, she adjusted her uniform, and left the room, locking the door behind her.

Next chapter will be updated first on this website. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.