Adultery Husband's Controlled Fantasy, Wife's Dilemma - Part I & II

[SrikanthY]

Even I had the same feeling

She is already feeling agonized about Suresh having sex with Model. On top of that she can't accept if Suresh also mocking at her after knowing Gowtham addressing her as slut - this could be writer's thought

Could be the same reason. Who knows she may bring in that topic once they reach back resort shortly and next day morning.

But she should have included that Gowtham's abusing topic in the same context to add more beauty to the scene

[oxy.raj]

Why should suresh convince sneha I don't like it just leave her and give divorce.she didn't deserve suresh.


Sneha going to sex with gowtam but suresh don't sex with other woman what the fuck


Even after the trip also she is going to fuck by gowtam even he called her as a slut there is no problem but if suresh going to fuck any woman that's the main problem

She didn't believe suresh he said true but whatever the gowtam said sneha belive blindly so she doesn't have minimum respect or minimum concern or minimum trust on her own husband suresh but she easily believe only gowtam outsider


Clearly it shows sneha has purely lust and she is slut also.

I openly said if anyone says sneha is half minded or something like she tricked by gowtam bla bla
I definitely argue with them because she is a slut.  Suresh always trying to say  he don't know about hanika it's only aaditya plan but she didn't ready to accept it.but publicly gowtam called sneha as slut she don't have any problem even after the trip she will go to gowtam flat or she will be fuck at Suresh flat in his master bedroom


Is this the house wife character no not at all she is slut

I am saying 1000 times she is slut she is slut she is slut .she doesn't deserve suresh

My best suggestion is suresh gave divorce to sneha and separate from her with Ramya this is best suggestion in my point of view .that's it


If any reader want to argue with me come for debate I will argue with the reader's those who are said sneha is a housewife not slut

And also if Gowtham got punished otherwise Gowtham go to Chennai then if anyone come and seduce she will definitely seduced and fucked by other persons also because she is slut.and she is taking suresh as granted. She doesn't deserve suresh at any cost

Please you need to understand that this is fictional story and writer is building a web of plots...master of his own creativity.. Let him write on his way and question the characteristics of plot.. 

I humbly request you write a different story based on your suggestions and lets see how it goes...

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 160 - Practical Dreams & Hesitant Hearts

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The same night, after Suresh, Sneha, and Ramya had left for their trip, Gowtham stood alone in his quiet house. 
The silence felt different now — charged with possibility rather than emptiness.




A quiet realization settled over him.

She’s not just falling for me… she’s choosing to build with me.

He thought about Varsha — bold, ruthless when needed, yet willing to put in silent, tireless work without expecting anything in return. Marrying a beautiful girl was one thing… but marrying a sharp, ambitious mind who could actually help him build something? That felt rare. Valuable.

Even people who claimed to love each other deeply didn’t always do things like this. Varsha had chosen action over words.
A quiet, firm decision settled inside him.

I won’t let her go. And I won’t wait anymore.

He is still not sure if they are in love, even though expressed subtly, at different times. 
but he is sure, they make a better pair. 
and he agrees to himself on that. 
Yes with deep understanding, trust on each other, i guess we can be a better half for each other. He thought  

He spent the next hour going through the numbers again. Possibilities and challenges in running a new startup with funds they have in hand. The amount she had saved was significant, but not enough. Even the savings he had it wont Help much. 

For a smooth run over the first six months — office rent, basic setup, hiring two juniors, initial marketing, he realized he would need at least another 10 lakhs. The realization didn’t discourage him. Instead, it ignited something fierce.

With Varsha’s support and confidence behind me… 
I can chase the big dreams I always wanted.

He also got reminded of double work. working for current company in the day and working for startup in the night. 
How would i build an empire of my own even without this little sacrifice and effort. 

He decided. He wanted more money. 

He know he cannot get anything from friends. as he don't really have one. Except Jiiva.

Asking my family could be right thing, getting a loan from his home town could be easiest way, if i wanted to start the company quick 

As soon as the thought came, he decided that's the only way He packed a small bag with just the essentials, booked the next bus to his hometown, and left Bangalore that very night. 

A six-hour journey lay ahead, but his mind was already racing forward.

On the way, he sent Varsha a message:

“I’m going to my town to get some funds from family.
I accessed everything — I guess we are good to go with the money you have and what I’m bringing. 
Prepare the paperwork. We are starting our startup in 3 days.”

Varsha saw the message immediately. 
The word “We” "Our" hit her like a warm wave.
She stared at it for a long moment, her heart beating faster.

She typed back hesitantly:
“We?”

He intentionally wants to display his love and affection for her indirectly, taking her back for verbal confirmation
Gowtham replied quickly:

“Yes. We are joint partners. You will have your share for the money you are investing. When I pitched my idea to my friend, I said the same to him. It would be better even for us. Apart from reattaching… we need to honor commitments for the amounts we have invested individually. This will continue even if we end up marrying each other. You will have your share. I will have mine.”

Varsha’s breath caught at the word “marrying each other.” 
She smiled despite herself, a shy, hopeful smile. 
She didn’t reply immediately. Instead, she just sent a simple handshake emoji.

A minute later, Gowtham sent one more message:
“Love you. Good night.”

Varsha’s heart raced. 
She promised herself not to lose herself in emotions again. 

But she couldn’t stop the warmth spreading through her chest. 
She also knows Gowtham is expecting a Verbal confirmation. 
and she does want to confirm it explicitly and also doesn't want to reject it. 

She typed back a simple “Good night” and went to sleep, trying to compose herself.

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The Next Morning

Gowtham reached his hometown by early morning. 

While the family was happy to see him. He waited for a perfect time to speak with his parents. 
After the breakfast 
Without wasting time, he asked his parents.

“I need 10 lakhs,” he said firmly. 
“To start my company.”

His mother looked worried. 
His father frowned.
Company?
Why all of sudden?
You are having a nice job, why do you risk now?

Gowtham said, its a new scope, if clicks well i can start a new empire on my own.

Okay, 10 lakhs is quite a big amount, but i will get taht to you by next year. 
No dad, i need it today or max tomorrow. 

What? Tomorrow?

“What’s the hurry? 
We may need time to arrange that kind of money.”

I don't know what you will do, i need it by tomorrow. 
The father raised his voice, How dare you?
have you ever tried to check on us, ask us how we are?
ask us what we are into
ask your mother how her knee pain is?

Your mouth opens only for money?
Haven't i? share some money in the past. 

Yes you did only when we ask. 
Very rarely you gave it by yourself, whatever i cannot arrange any money by tomorrow. 

Why not, you have pensioner savings. 
You must have some savings from what i send! at times. 

No way.. You don't have any rights about my pension money. 

His elder brother and sister-in-law also supported it.
but different reason. 

“Mother needs an operation soon,” 
his brother said sharply. 
“You want to take money for your dreams while she suffers? 
Wait.”

But Gowtham was hell-bent.
He said, okay don't give from your pocket. Sell this asset and give me my share. 
This property is my grand fathers. 

Seeing his stubbornness and selfish mindset,  his father lost his temper.

“This is the only asset we have left. 
I won’t give any of it away to someone who doesn’t value his own mother’s health.”

The argument turned ugly fast. Voices rose.
Accusations flew. His elder brother and wife whispered in the corner, then stepped forward with a cold proposal.

“You want money, right? 
Fine. I’ll get a loan from my friends and give it to you.
I don't want an ungrateful person to stand at this place. 
So you have to leave this family. 
Legally, you have register the property in my name, and do a gift settlement. 

A person who doesn’t value his mother has no place here.”
Gowtham, fueled by anger and ambition, agreed.

“Fine. Get the money. I’ll sign whatever you want. I’ll cut ties.”

His father looked heartbroken but didn’t stop it. 
His mother who don't have courage witness all these went in after she tried stopping and every one from mess. 


By afternoon, papers were drawn up. 
Gowtham was ready to walk away from his family for the money.
Gowtham's brother, getting things ready so that he can sign tomorrow, and leave the family and assets to him. 

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Meanwhile, in Vizhag

Suresh, Sneha, and Ramya spent the day sightseeing — parks, beaches, and local attractions. 
Ramya’s laughter filled the air, and for a few hours, Sneha allowed herself to forget the complications waiting back home.
But in the quiet moments, her mind kept drifting.

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Back in Bangalore

Varsha had spent the entire day working on company matters, but her heart was elsewhere. The moment office ended, she went straight to the small flat she had shown Gowtham. She paid a token advance rent to the owner and began mentally planning the layout.

She managed to send papers to Auditor, with which the paper works for start up had started. 
She smiled to herself, whispering softly,
“We’re really doing this…”

[Mahesh12345]

Please you need to understand that this is fictional story and writer is building a web of plots...master of his own creativity.. Let him write on his way and question the characteristics of plot.. 

I humbly request you write a different stroy based on you suggestions and lets see how it goes...

Bro I know it's a fictional story and it's fictional characters also

Here I am not degrade writer.i am just criticizing characters only.

If I criticize writer then you ask me what's wrong with you. It's a just fictional story. But here I am saying only about characters 

I hope you understand my point

[kaninikamini]

This Gowtham dude just ignored his own mother's surgery and his family money requirements to chase a dream startup idea with a woman he met like 6 months before, this dude deserves 0 sympathy and hopefully gets a bad ending ,what a narcissistic loser this gowtham fellow is

Great writing by author - let's see if theres any way this gowtham can redeem himself

[oxy.raj]

Bro I know it's a fictional story and it's fictional characters also

Here I am not degrade writer.i am just criticizing characters only.

If I criticize writer then you ask me what's wrong with you. It's a just fictional story. But here I am saying only about characters 

I hope you understand my point

I dearly understand brother  

May be i am mistaken your anguish on Sneha...

[SrikanthY]

Good stage is setting up to throw Gowtham on to the roads losing his share of property and his own family too

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 161 - Midnight Promises on the Shore

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The night air was cool and soothing as Suresh and Sneha stepped onto the private beach once again. Ramya had fallen into a deep, peaceful sleep inside the villa, exhausted from the day’s adventures. The couple walked barefoot along the soft sand, the gentle waves whispering nearby under the moonlight. 

This time, they didn’t stand awkwardly — Sneha leaned her head on Suresh’s shoulder as they strolled, and he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer.

They spoke lightly at first, about the beautiful park they had visited earlier that day, the funny street gadgets Ramya had begged for, and how excited she was about the sea. The conversation felt easy, almost normal, like the old days before everything had become so complicated.

After a while, they sat down on the cool sand. Suresh slowly lowered his head onto Sneha’s lap. She instinctively began combing her fingers through his hair, a gentle, soothing rhythm that both of them remembered from better times.

Suresh took a deep breath, staring up at the stars.
“Lucky Aditya sent me that clip,” he said softly. “Otherwise, you wouldn’t have believed me, right?”

Sneha’s fingers paused for a moment in his hair. She looked down at him, her expression a mix of sadness and lingering hurt.
“No… I would have ended up believing you anyway.”

Suresh tilted his head slightly, curious.
“What do you mean by ‘ended up’?”

Sneha continued combing his hair, her voice quiet but steady.

I said you right.. so this is how it is..

“Yesterday… after I got lost in the crowd for those few seconds, I felt this terrible fear. What if you and Ramya disappeared? What if I lost you both? In that moment, I decided — no matter what, I had to vent out my anger and doubts, speak to you straight, and do whatever it took to bring us back to the same page. Even if it meant forcing myself to believe whatever you said. Our conversation would have ended up like that anyway… but I’m glad Aditya sent the clip. At least it was real.”

Suresh stayed silent for a few seconds, absorbing her words.
Then he asked, his voice gentle but serious:

Suresh mind was lost into the thoughts, she was not angry about him having sex with other women, not involving her like considering her, speaking with her, was the issue. She herself said that. 

He wanted to know what Sneha really think about the open marriage, especially with respect to his side. 
He decided to ask. 

“Can you answer me honestly?”
Sneha nodded. “Yes. Ask me.”

He looked up at her from her lap, his eyes searching hers.

“If I really saw some girl… and I genuinely liked her… and I wanted to ask your permission to go to bed with her… would you allow it?”
Sneha looked at him for a long moment, her fingers still in his hair. 
A small, complicated smile touched her lips.

“If you really wanted it… then go ahead.”

Suresh raised an eyebrow, surprised but playful.
What are you real?

Sneha asked “Why? Do you see someone already?”

He laughed softly, a genuine, light sound that eased some of the tension.
“Not yet. I still haven’t seen a woman more beautiful than you… 
one that would tempt me enough to fuck her.”

A shy, playful smile appeared on Sneha’s face. S
he continued combing his hair, her touch affectionate.
“Do you think your icing method can cool me down?” she teased.

Suresh chuckled, reaching up to gently pinch her waist.
“It’s not ice, darling. We are an open couple now. It’s my fault I didn’t stop it when Henika, i actually have no opinion on her, i didn't like the way it happened. I want something real — like how you got with Gowtham. A friendliness, some care, and then the forbidden thrill. I wanted it that way.”
Sneha looked down at him, her expression softening.

“So you have no problem with me continuing with Gowtham? 
As we are an open couple now?”
but why you keep insisting me to stop it slow down?!
I'm not telling i want him badly, I'm just curious behind your decision.. 

May be because our doubt, if he could be the one who kidnapped?

Suresh thought for a moment, then answered honestly.
Not just that.. but that's a fact too.

Let me put it this way. 

“Being a couple in open marriage and choosing a different person other than your husband is not the issue. But Gowtham being that person… is an issue for me. To me, he is unfit. He has no morals, no values. He is manipulative. If you remove sex from him, he is nothing. He’s arrogant and worse.”

Sneha stayed quiet for a few seconds, then spoke softly.

“Actually… I wanted to tell you this, but we got caught in our own storm. Its not that i wanted to hide, last day i wanted to reserve conversation only for us. 

The thing is
He called me a slut at the hospital.”
Suresh’s face turned serious instantly.

“What?”
“The word hurt me deeply. 
I didn’t entertain it then. Knowing my reaction, he later said he just said it like a plaything, the way we usually share in bed. But it still hurt.”

Suresh sat up slowly from her lap, turning to face her fully. He took her hands in his.
“See? He is predictable. Sometimes i feel like i just wanted to punch him on his face. 
But i have my own methods. 

Don’t believe any of his words. I want to cut his connection from our life as soon as possible. He is not worthy of you.”
Sneha smiled at him, a mix of sadness and warmth in her eyes.

“Then who is worthy of me? Do you have anyone else in mind?”
Suresh instantly leaned in and bit her breast playfully over her clothes. Sneha let out a surprised yelp, half-laughing, half-scolding.

“Hey! Suresh! Public… you idiot!

Suresh said ... You look like a monster who is addicted to sex. Are you trying for another men already?”
They both laughed — a genuine, light moment that broke some of the remaining tension. 
It was playful, familiar, and healing.

Sneha leaned her head back on his shoulder as they sat together.
“So… what should I do with Gowtham now?”

Suresh thought for a moment, then answered calmly.
“If you hadn’t been involved with him for three straight nights, I would have asked you to cut it immediately. It would have been smoother.  But I don’t think that’s possible right now. Take it slow. I will try to shut him down and disconnect him from our life — slowly, without him realizing it.”
Sneha looked at him curiously.

“How?”
Suresh smiled mysteriously and pulled her closer.

“You won’t understand even if I explain. I’m a person with some power now.”
“What kind of power?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

I have Hands..
What? What hands. 

His hands grabbed her face gently and pulled her down for a deep, passionate kiss.
When he finally pulled back, he whispered against her lips:
“Like this.”
She playfully beats his chest. 

Suresh had already plotted to use his power and friendship with Aditya to influence 'Gowtham's workplace and shift him somewhere outside the state, so naturally disconnecting the contact. 

They stayed on the beach for a long time after that — kissing, holding each other, and slowly healing under the moonlight.

[VinodV]

Both chapters are same 160 numbered.
Meanwhile, in Vijayawada - it should be Visakhapatnam now

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 162 - Fractured Ties & New Paths

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Next day 
Gowtham, fueled by anger and ambition, agreed without hesitation. He signed all the papers. 
and he  got  the money. 
His father and mother looked heartbroken. 
They thought he would fought fight for family, if elder brother pressures him with this. 
But he fought for money 

Gowtham had traded his family for the cash he needed.
He left the house the same evening, carrying only a small bag and the weight of his decision.

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He reached Bangalore late that night. 
Without even going to his old house, he went straight to the small flat Varsha had shown him.

She was already there, waiting with basic supplies.

The next day, they began working on the startup in earnest.
By day, they continued at Prakash’s company — Varsha handling temporary HR duties, Gowtham resuming his role. By night, they transformed the small flat into their new office. They bought basic furniture, set up desks, brought Varsha’s PC from home, and started drafting their first client proposals. 

They rotated shifts — one would handle office work during the day, the other would stay late at the startup. 
They were exhausted, but the shared purpose kept them going.
Gowtham never returned to his old house.
He moved all his important belongings to the new flat the very next day, deciding he needed to stay closer to the work.

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Meanwhile, Suresh, Sneha, and Ramya were completely immersed in their 5-day trip. They visited parks, beaches, wildlife sanctuaries, and local attractions. Ramya’s laughter filled every moment. Sneha slowly began to relax. Suresh stayed attentive — holding her hand in crowds, applying sunscreen on her shoulders at the beach, and making sure she felt cared for.

By the end of the trip, they returned to Bangalore feeling lighter. The family time had done them good.

When they reached home, Sneha noticed Gowtham’s door was locked. 
on second day after arrival. 
The door remained locked.
She mentioned it to Suresh.

“He must have gone somewhere,” Suresh said calmly. 
“Don’t contact him. Don’t care for him.”
Sneha respected the boundary. She didn’t reach out.

Almost a week passed with no sign of Gowtham. 

One evening, Suresh casually asked the watchman.
The watchman replied, “Gowtham sir took all his belongings. He said he has some work and will stay elsewhere.
He comes occasionally to check on things.”

Suresh’s expression didn’t change, but inside, his mind was already working.

He used his growing influence at V-Activate. 
He quietly asked one of the “Hands” to keep an eye on Gowtham’s new location.
The same evening, the report came back.

“Sir, he is staying with some girl. They seem very close.” Should i enquire about the lady or him? and this place??
Suresh leaned back in his chair, a small, satisfied smile forming on his lips.
He already chosen someone? Good..

He replied simply:
“No need to dig more. Let it be.”

Inside, he felt a quiet relief. 
If Gowtham was busy with someone else, it would make disconnecting him from their lives much easier.

[heygiwriter]

Will take some time to sketch Part 2. 

Need some honest feedback on Part 1. Which is ending in few more chapters

[rk1300051]

Will take some time to sketch Part 2. 

Need some honest feedback on Part 1. Which is ending in few more chapters

Bro your writing is amazing, don't doubt in yourself.
Part 1 is really very good, your way of writing and the story, everything.
But please don't take a break for part 2.

[desihunter]

I like your all stories. First is as good as your other stories

[Jayam Ramana]

I wonder why he didn't fuck his brother wife yet or his mother. He is a mother fucker anyways. Person without morale.

[RCF]

Chapter 160 - Midnight Promises on the Shore

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Suresh thought for a moment, then answered calmly.
“If you hadn’t been involved with him for three straight nights, I would have asked you to cut it immediately. It would have been smoother.  But I don’t think that’s possible right now. Take it slow. I will try to shut him down and disconnect him from our life — slowly, without him realizing it.”
Sneha looked at him curiously.

Suresh is one of the kind, the kind of person whose foolishness seemed to have no limits. Gautham knows he called her slut, she is hurt and both know it. There is no perfect time to cut him than now...sometimes I feel author takes too much liberty in his characters. 

Any fool could see that he hurt his wife by calling her slut so use this as an opportunity to cut ties....Author wants the affair to continue to take the story forward so the flexibility he is giving in couple's thoughts is unbelievable at times. 

~RCF

[oxy.raj]

Will take some time to sketch Part 2. 

Need some honest feedback on Part 1. Which is ending in few more chapters

Suresh is too Naive, determined to loose everytime and occasionally lfted up to prolong continuity, Sneha is too slutty and hypocritical... Goutham is too selfish and aditya and hanika came laterback it could have more grisping if he was initally engaged with them and if hanika episode added instaed of divorce episode... Trust me story would be more highly articulated...

[Mrmoon]

Will take some time to sketch Part 2. 

Need some honest feedback on Part 1. Which is ending in few more chapters

Bro..you are ome of the best writer which i saw in xossipy. U r amazing and very much talended.

In recent time i think i have not login into xossipy  more than 20 times in a day for any story..that much i like this story these days

I sincerly  request one thing to you..

Punishment for gautham will take long time it seems but its fine.

But i request you please do not degrade the charecter of sneha into slut image that she eegarly wanted sex with gautham or domebody.

Thanks

[sunilserene]

Sir,
Please let sneha more bitchy

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 163 - Months of Madness and Rejection

One Month passed . 


Aditya - Suresh 


Time moved fast when lives were being rebuilt in different directions.

At  V-Activate, Suresh’s rise had been nothing short of remarkable. His sharp insights, calm decision-making, and innovative ideas had quickly made him indispensable. Aditya began inviting him to private strategy sessions. What started as professional respect soon turned into genuine friendship. They met once a week at Aditya’s private villa — away from the office, away from prying eyes. Over glasses of fine whiskey, they shared not just business plans, but personal stories. Aditya spoke of the ruthless legacy he inherited from his father. Suresh opened up about his infuential family yet he choose to be a marketing guy.  The bond between them deepened. Suresh began overshadowing even Vinodhini in certain meetings, directly handling several “Hands” and their talent acquisition strategies. Aditya trusted him more with each passing week.


Starting of Second Month 

Sneha - Suresh 

Sneha had almost completely forgotten that Gowtham even existed.


The trip with Suresh and Ramya had done its magic. The laughter, the new places, the quiet nights where Suresh held her close — it had slowly pushed the past into the background. Gowtham’s cruel words, his manipulation, even the locked door across the hall had faded from her daily thoughts. Life had moved on. She was focusing on her family again.


One ordinary afternoon, while Suresh was at the office and Ramya was at college, the doorbell rang.

Sneha opened the door to find a young courier boy standing there with a package.
“Ma’am, delivery for flat number 4B,” he said, checking his device. “Gowtham sir?”

The name hit her like a forgotten echo.
Sneha paused, her eyes instinctively drifting to the locked door across the hallway. It had remained shut for months now. Dust had gathered on the handle. No movement. No sound. It was as if Gowtham had vanished from their lives entirely.

She signed for the package, her mind suddenly unsettled. As the courier left, she stood there for a long moment, staring at the closed door. A strange mix of relief and unease settled over her. Where is he? Has he really moved on? Or is he still somewhere close, waiting?

That night, after Ramya had gone to bed, Sneha and Suresh were lying together in the master bedroom. The lights were dim. Suresh was scrolling through his phone while Sneha rested her head on his chest, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his skin.

She finally spoke, her voice soft but curious.

“The door remained locked for months now,” 
she said. “I didn’t call him. as you don't want me to.
He doesn’t care either. 

You said you have powers… and Hands.
Did you do anything?”

Suresh looked down at her, a small, amused smile forming on his lips. 
He put his phone aside and pulled her closer.
He laughed lightly, the sound warm and genuine.

“No, darling. Why should I? He may have a different reason. 
Maybe he finally found something better to do with his life.”

Sneha lifted her head, looking at him with playful suspicion.
 She poked his chest.
“You used your hands only to catch my throat or hold my hands while fucking me,” she teased, her voice low and mischievous. 
“I thought something else.” When you said about using Hands to stop Gowtham. 

Suresh burst into laughter, the sound rich and carefree. He rolled her onto her back, pinning her gently beneath him as he hovered over her.
“Oh? So now you’re complaining about how I use my hands?” he asked, grinning down at her.

Sneha laughed too, her eyes sparkling with the familiar playfulness that had been missing for so long.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

“I’m just saying… if you have real power, use it for something useful,” she whispered teasingly.
Suresh leaned down and kissed her deeply, his hand sliding down her side in a slow, possessive caress.

“I’ll use my power however I want,” he murmured against her lips. “Right now… I just want to use it on you.”
Sneha smiled into the kiss, her body relaxing under his.  This has been the happening for them, the shadow of Gowtham felt truly distant.


Towards the end of second month 

Varsha - Gowtham 

Meanwhile, Gowtham and Varsha had thrown themselves completely into their startup.


By day, they continued at Prakash’s company — Varsha managing temporary HR duties, Gowtham resuming his role with quiet efficiency. By night, they are into the startup. They rotated shifts — one would handle office work during the day, the other would stay late at the startup. They were exhausted, surviving on coffee and determination, but the shared purpose kept them going.

Gowtham had received his promised double salary and paid leave arrears. The money helped stabilize things. For the first time in months, his mind was completely on fire with ambition. Sex, Sneha, even the old house — everything had taken a backseat. His focus was singular: building something of his own.

In the rare moments when their new staff was absent, Gowtham and Varsha found themselves alone in the small office. He would steal glances at her — the way she concentrated, the quiet confidence she carried. Once or twice, when they were working late, their faces came dangerously close while reviewing documents. Gowtham’s urge returned like a storm. He wanted her. Badly. But she stayed professional, gently pulling back every time.

One evening, as they sat on the old sofa reviewing projections, Gowtham leaned in, his lips inches from hers.
“Just one kiss,” he whispered, voice thick with need.


They were alone in the small startup office, the only light coming from a single desk lamp that cast long shadows across the room. Varsha was sitting on the old sofa, reviewing the latest projections on her laptop. Gowtham had leaned in too close while pointing at a figure on the screen. Their faces were inches apart. His breath brushed against her lips. The air between them felt heavy, charged with weeks of unspoken tension.

For a split second, Varsha’s eyes flickered to his mouth. Her hand, which had been resting on the laptop, moved instinctively to his chest. She placed it there firmly, stopping him before their lips could meet.

“No,” she said softly, but with quiet resolve. “Not like this.”

Gowtham froze, his body tense with desire. He didn’t pull away immediately, his forehead almost touching hers.
“I want it memorable,” she continued, her voice gentle but unwavering. “I want it after marriage. When it means something real.”

Gowtham pulled back slowly, surprised but not angry. 
A dark, frustrated chuckle escaped his lips as he leaned back against the sofa, running a hand through his hair.

“So you stroked Rahul once… but not me?” he asked, his tone half-teasing, half-challenging. His eyes still burned with hunger as they traced the curve of her neck, the slight rise of her chest beneath her top.

Varsha smiled — a mix of playfulness and seriousness that only made her more alluring in that moment. She closed the laptop and turned to face him fully, her hand still resting lightly on his chest as if to keep the distance.

“That was different,” she said calmly. “Rahul was a tool. A necessity. I needed something from him, and I used what I had to get it. With you… it’s real. I don’t want to rush something meaningful. I want to treasure it. I want our first real kiss, our first real night, to feel like the beginning of something lasting.”

Gowtham stared at her, the frustration clear in his eyes. He respected her boundary — barely. His hand twitched as if he wanted to pull her closer, but he held back. The rejection, combined with weeks of suppressed desire and late nights working side by side, stirred something dangerous inside him. A raw, possessive hunger he hadn’t felt this intensely in a long time.

He forced a small smile and nodded.

“Fine,” he said, voice low. “I’ll wait.”

But inside, his mind was already drifting.

Varsha left office, asking him to rest, but the true reason is she fear, if they would slip into something that she doesn't want now to happen. 

The memory of Varsha’s soft rejection played on repeat — her hand on his chest, her calm refusal, the way she looked at him with both affection and restraint.


It frustrated him. It excited him. But more than anything, it reminded him of what he was missing.
His thoughts slowly, inevitably, drifted back to Sneha.

Her softness. Her willingness. The way she used to surrender to him completely, no boundaries, no hesitation, just heat and submission. The way her body responded when he took control. The way she moaned his name when he pushed her limits.

The old hunger returned, sharper than before. His hand unconsciously moved down his body as he closed his eyes, imagining Sneha on her knees, looking up at him with that mix of reluctance and desire she always had.

He wanted her again.
Badly.

He stopped, he looked at the watch, its just 7PM, he still have time.. to reach his old house.. he didnt vacated it yet. A smile formed on his face. 
He took his bike Key and a letter of his startup establishment. 
He decides to vist her with a plan 

[Raj_Rohan]

Some chapters are missing 163,164 and 165. Where it is?