28-04-2026, 05:50 PM
Chapter 77 – Sneha's Struggle
Gowtham’s phone buzzed again. He glanced at the new message from his boss:
“Okay, I’m coming.”
He pulled out of Sneha slowly, his cock still slick with their morning juices. Sneha turned to face him with a pout, but he was already getting off the bed.
“Office is calling urgently. I have to go.”
He took a quick bath while Sneha made coffee. When he came out, she handed him the cup. Her eyes kept darting toward the empty side of the bed.
“Suresh is not back yet,” she said quietly. “He never leaves without telling anyone.”
Gowtham shrugged while sipping coffee. “Maybe he couldn’t face you after what we did last night,” he winked. “Poor guy must be feeling like a real cuck today.”
Sneha’s firmly said dont call him like that. She wasn’t in the mood for his jokes.
She prepared breakfast — idly, sambar, and chutney — Suresh’s favourites. But even at 9 AM, there was no sign of him. His office files were still on the table. His wallet and car keys were in their usual place.
“Did Suresh tell you he was going somewhere?” she asked Gowtham again.
“No. I don’t know. He’ll come back. Don’t worry.” Gowtham pulled her close, kissed her deeply, and bit her breast over her saree. “Today is Friday. I had planned to fuck you the whole day. Your daughter comes only in the evening right… but office ruined it.
Sorry, baby. Let’s continue properly on Monday.”
He gave her one last sloppy kiss and left.
By 11 AM, Sneha’s anxiety had turned into fear.
She called Suresh repeatedly. No answer. She sent multiple messages. No reply.
At 1 PM, she prepared lunch and waited. Still nothing.
By 2:30 PM, she couldn’t sit still anymore. She went to the nearby shop.
“Uncle, did you see my husband this morning?”
“No, ma’am. Not today.”
She then went to the security guard and asked him to check the CCTV footage.
The guard played the recording from 6 AM.
Sneha watched with wide eyes as Suresh walked out of the apartment gate in casual clothes — t-shirt and track pants — and disappeared down the road on foot. No bag. No vehicle.
Her heart started racing.
At 4 PM, she called Gowtham. He didn’t pick up. After twenty minutes, he finally answered.
“I’m in a meeting. What happened?”
“Suresh is missing!” Her voice cracked. “He left at 6 AM on foot. He’s not answering calls. I need to file a complaint. Please come with me.”
Gowtham sounded irritated. “He’ll come back, Sneha. Don’t overreact. I have important work today.”
“But this is not normal! Please… I’m scared.”
“You handle it yourself. I can’t come right now.”
The call ended abruptly.
Tears welled up in Sneha’s eyes. This was the first time Gowtham had refused her so coldly.
It was already time to pick up Ramya. Usually, Suresh drove while she sat beside him. Today, she took the car herself, her hands trembling on the steering wheel. She decided to pick Ramya first and then lodge the complaint.
When she reached the college, her heart nearly stopped.
Ramya was nowhere to be seen.
She ran to the warden, panic written all over her face.
“Where is my daughter? Ramya?”
The warden looked confused. “She already left, ma’am. Almost 30 minutes ago.”
“What?! Who picked her up?!”
“I don’t know, ma’am. I gone to meet principal sir.… Someone came and took her.”
Sneha’s head started spinning. The world around her felt like it was collapsing.
Suresh missing since morning.
Ramya taken by an unknown person.
Gowtham refusing to help.
For the first time in months, real fear gripped Sneha’s heart — not the thrill of sex, not the excitement of breaking rules, but pure, cold dread.
She stood there frozen in front of the college gate, phone in hand, her hand automatically dialed Suresh number.. not processing that he is missing too.
Gowtham’s phone buzzed again. He glanced at the new message from his boss:
Quote:“Come within an hour and get ready to pack your stuff if you’re not coming. This is important.”He let out an irritated sigh and typed back:
“Okay, I’m coming.”
He pulled out of Sneha slowly, his cock still slick with their morning juices. Sneha turned to face him with a pout, but he was already getting off the bed.
“Office is calling urgently. I have to go.”
He took a quick bath while Sneha made coffee. When he came out, she handed him the cup. Her eyes kept darting toward the empty side of the bed.
“Suresh is not back yet,” she said quietly. “He never leaves without telling anyone.”
Gowtham shrugged while sipping coffee. “Maybe he couldn’t face you after what we did last night,” he winked. “Poor guy must be feeling like a real cuck today.”
Sneha’s firmly said dont call him like that. She wasn’t in the mood for his jokes.
She prepared breakfast — idly, sambar, and chutney — Suresh’s favourites. But even at 9 AM, there was no sign of him. His office files were still on the table. His wallet and car keys were in their usual place.
“Did Suresh tell you he was going somewhere?” she asked Gowtham again.
“No. I don’t know. He’ll come back. Don’t worry.” Gowtham pulled her close, kissed her deeply, and bit her breast over her saree. “Today is Friday. I had planned to fuck you the whole day. Your daughter comes only in the evening right… but office ruined it.
Sorry, baby. Let’s continue properly on Monday.”
He gave her one last sloppy kiss and left.
By 11 AM, Sneha’s anxiety had turned into fear.
She called Suresh repeatedly. No answer. She sent multiple messages. No reply.
At 1 PM, she prepared lunch and waited. Still nothing.
By 2:30 PM, she couldn’t sit still anymore. She went to the nearby shop.
“Uncle, did you see my husband this morning?”
“No, ma’am. Not today.”
She then went to the security guard and asked him to check the CCTV footage.
The guard played the recording from 6 AM.
Sneha watched with wide eyes as Suresh walked out of the apartment gate in casual clothes — t-shirt and track pants — and disappeared down the road on foot. No bag. No vehicle.
Her heart started racing.
At 4 PM, she called Gowtham. He didn’t pick up. After twenty minutes, he finally answered.
“I’m in a meeting. What happened?”
“Suresh is missing!” Her voice cracked. “He left at 6 AM on foot. He’s not answering calls. I need to file a complaint. Please come with me.”
Gowtham sounded irritated. “He’ll come back, Sneha. Don’t overreact. I have important work today.”
“But this is not normal! Please… I’m scared.”
“You handle it yourself. I can’t come right now.”
The call ended abruptly.
Tears welled up in Sneha’s eyes. This was the first time Gowtham had refused her so coldly.
It was already time to pick up Ramya. Usually, Suresh drove while she sat beside him. Today, she took the car herself, her hands trembling on the steering wheel. She decided to pick Ramya first and then lodge the complaint.
When she reached the college, her heart nearly stopped.
Ramya was nowhere to be seen.
She ran to the warden, panic written all over her face.
“Where is my daughter? Ramya?”
The warden looked confused. “She already left, ma’am. Almost 30 minutes ago.”
“What?! Who picked her up?!”
“I don’t know, ma’am. I gone to meet principal sir.… Someone came and took her.”
Sneha’s head started spinning. The world around her felt like it was collapsing.
Suresh missing since morning.
Ramya taken by an unknown person.
Gowtham refusing to help.
For the first time in months, real fear gripped Sneha’s heart — not the thrill of sex, not the excitement of breaking rules, but pure, cold dread.
She stood there frozen in front of the college gate, phone in hand, her hand automatically dialed Suresh number.. not processing that he is missing too.
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