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Chapter 151 - Image and Cravings
The third week turned out to be crucial for both sides of their complicated lives.
At V-Activate Group Headquarters
Last night, Suresh received a call from Aditya asking him to attend a small, exclusive meeting. He informed him in advance about a new issue there are facing, with find out so many talents, Aditya does want some quick actions.
That morning at V Club, The meeting was held in a private conference room. Present were Aditya, Vinodhini, two senior Hands, and Suresh. Suresh came prepared, having spent the previous night studying the latest talent acquisition reports and issues around it.
Aditya began without wasting time.
“I was happy we got over 100 potential findings and talents through the new circular. But many ideas are still hanging in the air. They haven't reached us yet. We approached 12 Talents, most of them are not ready to be on board. One of our Hands approached a promising person, but he instantly rejected us the moment he heard the name V-Activate.
Another talent already chose a competitor. I have addressed this issue to each one of you in advance, so you guys can prepare well, and I wanted this small meeting to discuss whether we should change our terms to attract better talent or any measures that assure they are in. See the decision will be made in 3 Hours.
As I already discussed with you individually, I expect you all to display here and discuss, debate and push me to come to a conclusion.
Let's start with….. VInodhini.
Vinodhini turned to Aditya, she said, she still couldn’t understand but she said she had one suggestion.
Vinodhini suggested, “We can increase the share by 5%.”
Well Good, next?
First Senior Hand commented, “Let’s give them more recognition or even corrupt them with over the top offers to tempt like girls, drinks, luxury trips.”
Other senior commented, we are doing good, we just need some patience.
Aditya said, if we keep waiting patiently, just like how one competitor stole a potential talent, many others would join the race to steal everything from us.
Disappointed, Aditya's head turns to Suresh.
Suresh remained quiet as usual, listening carefully.
Aditya turned to him.
“Do you have anything? How did you see Vinodhini’s option and other ones? Should we implement any of these, or do you have a special idea?”
Suresh leaned forward slightly.
“The suggestions are good and may tempt some, but I feel the issue is not about our offers. Those offers only come after they are on board. The problem here is the rejection before they are on board.
The rejection is happening the moment they hear the company name. So it has to do with our image rather than our offerings.
Do you think the competitor can truly give them better than us?
We are missing positioning ourselves properly in the business world.” To be precise we are not marketing ourselves, projecting ourselves, and making our image a bit scary among the general public or talents. So they are avoiding it.
The room fell silent. Everyone knew he was right.
A Senior Hand nodded slowly. “Well done, Suresh. We’ve been too involved for years — it didn’t strike us.
But you stepped away and had a fresh look.
What should we do to change the image?”
Suresh continued confidently.
“First, we need to assess honestly how our image is dented. Like what kind of image we possess that makes them scary and leave us or approach competitors? Let’s start from you, sir.”
Aditya thought for a moment. “Strict policies, obviously.” A Strict company..!!
Suresh: Okay, Now Vinodhini what do you think?
Vinodhini added, “Creative freedom — once they are on board, we ask them to alter their own ideas to fit our market.”
in Short - NO Freedom!
Suresh looked at Senior Hand
Senior Hand said, “Ownership issues — we take the patents, so they fear losing recognition.”
Suresh said: It's normal, we cannot give up, that's why we pay that big cash and facilities.
The last person mentioned market changes and new funding methods like crowdfunding.
Suresh: Legit.. Yet not could be an actual one.
Suresh listened to all of them, then spoke.
I have researched a lot after Aditya called me last night.
From my findings, our company has only one image, Ruthless. Futuristic, Giant Corporate.
Nothing else. Instead our company gives them fear.. External Fear, Internal Fear.
Aditya said can you explain? And how does this affect talent onboarding?
Yes sir,
The root reason above all is fear. Fear caused by the image we carry internally and externally. Together it forms a public image.
The public image is damaged not all of sudden, but with a series of events kept unaddressed. Talents hear stories about our strictness and harsh punishments. They won’t care about our offers if they’re not scared. They just need a safe and trustable environment to grow further. We need to change both external and internal perception.”
Aditya asked, “How?”
First let me speak about external image
“Spend money,” Suresh said simply.
“Build bus stops, fund charities, do public events. Make your name and the company name appear positively in the media.
Meet politicians, give strategic funds, build power in your circle.
But more importantly, change the internal image. The Hands and staff who know our secrets are humans too. They are loyal to us, but they also talk to their friends. Remember Hands has t o befriend talents. Due to the friendship, if they move so close…like, If Hands say we are too strict or that we punish harshly, talents will run away.
How do we fix it, Aditya asked.
Start being nicer. We cannot freshly stop punishing any new offender, so forgive some of the people you punished in the past. Help them get back on their feet. Give them what they need to live a decent life. Publicize this change in the inner circle. You will see the impact.”
Aditya was visibly impressed. He leaned back, thinking deeply. Power I already have, lets do other stuff. But still forgiving the offenders is not my style or way.
Aditya stressed trust me.. Everyone here knows who all got offended by you. Only if they see you have changed things would change.
Aditya deep down this is what the real measure looks like.
He asked what I should do now..
Suresh smiled faintly. “Start a new vertical and give some punished talents a fresh start.
Show that you are not just ruthless — you are also fair.”
Aditya watched him for a long moment, then nodded.
“I’ll give it a shot.”
By the way.. I made a decision, if no one has any other say, we are implementing this right away .
He paused for a moment to see reaction, as no one said a word.
Aditya said after the meeting was over, all can leave except Vinodhini and Suresh.
After hands went, Aditya told Vinodhini, get a list of offenders and let go and meet in person.
Vinodhini: Okay Aditya.
Aditya: Suresh You too Join Me.
Suresh: Yes Sir. .
Aditya: Dont Call me Sir!. Call Aditya like Vinodhini calls me.
Suresh saw the change and closeness of Aditya getting to him as days passed
Meanwhile At Home
The situation with Gowtham was becoming increasingly complicated. His leg could not support him, even if he wants to have sex, he could not move just like that, its like his own body punishing him
He was recovering slowly, but he yearned her touch and sex. Especially after listening to their moans.
He thought Sneha would come herself to cool his needs. But She cared and attended only the mobilities and foods.
Gowtham had developed an inferiority complex, as he started to feel himself as a useless person. He had started faking small issues to get Sneha’s attention. He would “accidentally” fall while trying to move, complain of sudden hand pain, or spill water on his clothes just so Sneha would help him. Since he had large bandages around his leg and waist, he often wore only a lungi, making his nakedness hardness obvious underneath.
Every time Sneha helped him, he would boldly touch her shoulders, waist, or brush against her breasts “by accident.”. Sneha felt a mix of irritation and reluctant arousal whenever she saw his exposed cock. She knew he was manipulating the situation, yet her body still reacted to his touch and proximity.
One afternoon, Gowtham called her again, claiming he had spilled juice on his lungi and needed help changing. Sneha entered the guest room with a fresh lungi in her hand.
Gowtham was sitting on the edge of the bed, the stained lungi already loosened. As Sneha bent down to help him lift his hips and remove the wet cloth, his semi-hard cock sprang free, hanging heavily just inches from her face. The thick shaft swayed slightly as he shifted, the tip dangerously close to her cheek. She could feel the heat radiating from it, smell the faint musk of his skin.
Sneha froze for a split second, her breath catching. Gowtham didn’t move to cover himself. Instead, he looked down at her with a calm, almost innocent expression.
“Sorry… it’s difficult to do it alone with this leg,” he said softly, his voice friendly, as if it were a normal request between friends.
Sneha quickly averted her eyes, her cheeks burning. She helped him slide the clean lungi on, her fingers brushing against his thighs and occasionally grazing the base of his cock. Gowtham made no overt move, but he shifted his hips just enough that his length brushed against her wrist and forearm multiple times.
He knew he couldn’t have full sex with her in his current condition — the pain and limited mobility made it risky. So instead, he played the long game. He engaged her in “good friendship” talk — asking about her day, thanking her for the food, sharing light jokes — while deliberately creating these intimate, teasing moments. He wanted to keep the past heat alive, to make sure she never fully detached from the physical pull between them.
Sneha helped him settle back on the bed, her heart racing. She felt irritated by his games, yet. She was slowly getting caught between duty, pity, and the lingering physical attraction she still felt toward him.
Gowtham watched her leave the room with a small, satisfied smirk. He was patient. He didn’t need to rush. As long as he could keep her coming to him, touching him, seeing him naked — the fire would stay alive.
The third week turned out to be crucial for both sides of their complicated lives.
At V-Activate Group Headquarters
Last night, Suresh received a call from Aditya asking him to attend a small, exclusive meeting. He informed him in advance about a new issue there are facing, with find out so many talents, Aditya does want some quick actions.
That morning at V Club, The meeting was held in a private conference room. Present were Aditya, Vinodhini, two senior Hands, and Suresh. Suresh came prepared, having spent the previous night studying the latest talent acquisition reports and issues around it.
Aditya began without wasting time.
“I was happy we got over 100 potential findings and talents through the new circular. But many ideas are still hanging in the air. They haven't reached us yet. We approached 12 Talents, most of them are not ready to be on board. One of our Hands approached a promising person, but he instantly rejected us the moment he heard the name V-Activate.
Another talent already chose a competitor. I have addressed this issue to each one of you in advance, so you guys can prepare well, and I wanted this small meeting to discuss whether we should change our terms to attract better talent or any measures that assure they are in. See the decision will be made in 3 Hours.
As I already discussed with you individually, I expect you all to display here and discuss, debate and push me to come to a conclusion.
Let's start with….. VInodhini.
Vinodhini turned to Aditya, she said, she still couldn’t understand but she said she had one suggestion.
Vinodhini suggested, “We can increase the share by 5%.”
Well Good, next?
First Senior Hand commented, “Let’s give them more recognition or even corrupt them with over the top offers to tempt like girls, drinks, luxury trips.”
Other senior commented, we are doing good, we just need some patience.
Aditya said, if we keep waiting patiently, just like how one competitor stole a potential talent, many others would join the race to steal everything from us.
Disappointed, Aditya's head turns to Suresh.
Suresh remained quiet as usual, listening carefully.
Aditya turned to him.
“Do you have anything? How did you see Vinodhini’s option and other ones? Should we implement any of these, or do you have a special idea?”
Suresh leaned forward slightly.
“The suggestions are good and may tempt some, but I feel the issue is not about our offers. Those offers only come after they are on board. The problem here is the rejection before they are on board.
The rejection is happening the moment they hear the company name. So it has to do with our image rather than our offerings.
Do you think the competitor can truly give them better than us?
We are missing positioning ourselves properly in the business world.” To be precise we are not marketing ourselves, projecting ourselves, and making our image a bit scary among the general public or talents. So they are avoiding it.
The room fell silent. Everyone knew he was right.
A Senior Hand nodded slowly. “Well done, Suresh. We’ve been too involved for years — it didn’t strike us.
But you stepped away and had a fresh look.
What should we do to change the image?”
Suresh continued confidently.
“First, we need to assess honestly how our image is dented. Like what kind of image we possess that makes them scary and leave us or approach competitors? Let’s start from you, sir.”
Aditya thought for a moment. “Strict policies, obviously.” A Strict company..!!
Suresh: Okay, Now Vinodhini what do you think?
Vinodhini added, “Creative freedom — once they are on board, we ask them to alter their own ideas to fit our market.”
in Short - NO Freedom!
Suresh looked at Senior Hand
Senior Hand said, “Ownership issues — we take the patents, so they fear losing recognition.”
Suresh said: It's normal, we cannot give up, that's why we pay that big cash and facilities.
The last person mentioned market changes and new funding methods like crowdfunding.
Suresh: Legit.. Yet not could be an actual one.
Suresh listened to all of them, then spoke.
I have researched a lot after Aditya called me last night.
From my findings, our company has only one image, Ruthless. Futuristic, Giant Corporate.
Nothing else. Instead our company gives them fear.. External Fear, Internal Fear.
Aditya said can you explain? And how does this affect talent onboarding?
Yes sir,
The root reason above all is fear. Fear caused by the image we carry internally and externally. Together it forms a public image.
The public image is damaged not all of sudden, but with a series of events kept unaddressed. Talents hear stories about our strictness and harsh punishments. They won’t care about our offers if they’re not scared. They just need a safe and trustable environment to grow further. We need to change both external and internal perception.”
Aditya asked, “How?”
First let me speak about external image
“Spend money,” Suresh said simply.
“Build bus stops, fund charities, do public events. Make your name and the company name appear positively in the media.
Meet politicians, give strategic funds, build power in your circle.
But more importantly, change the internal image. The Hands and staff who know our secrets are humans too. They are loyal to us, but they also talk to their friends. Remember Hands has t o befriend talents. Due to the friendship, if they move so close…like, If Hands say we are too strict or that we punish harshly, talents will run away.
How do we fix it, Aditya asked.
Start being nicer. We cannot freshly stop punishing any new offender, so forgive some of the people you punished in the past. Help them get back on their feet. Give them what they need to live a decent life. Publicize this change in the inner circle. You will see the impact.”
Aditya was visibly impressed. He leaned back, thinking deeply. Power I already have, lets do other stuff. But still forgiving the offenders is not my style or way.
Aditya stressed trust me.. Everyone here knows who all got offended by you. Only if they see you have changed things would change.
Aditya deep down this is what the real measure looks like.
He asked what I should do now..
Suresh smiled faintly. “Start a new vertical and give some punished talents a fresh start.
Show that you are not just ruthless — you are also fair.”
Aditya watched him for a long moment, then nodded.
“I’ll give it a shot.”
By the way.. I made a decision, if no one has any other say, we are implementing this right away .
He paused for a moment to see reaction, as no one said a word.
Aditya said after the meeting was over, all can leave except Vinodhini and Suresh.
After hands went, Aditya told Vinodhini, get a list of offenders and let go and meet in person.
Vinodhini: Okay Aditya.
Aditya: Suresh You too Join Me.
Suresh: Yes Sir. .
Aditya: Dont Call me Sir!. Call Aditya like Vinodhini calls me.
Suresh saw the change and closeness of Aditya getting to him as days passed
Meanwhile At Home
The situation with Gowtham was becoming increasingly complicated. His leg could not support him, even if he wants to have sex, he could not move just like that, its like his own body punishing him
He was recovering slowly, but he yearned her touch and sex. Especially after listening to their moans.
He thought Sneha would come herself to cool his needs. But She cared and attended only the mobilities and foods.
Gowtham had developed an inferiority complex, as he started to feel himself as a useless person. He had started faking small issues to get Sneha’s attention. He would “accidentally” fall while trying to move, complain of sudden hand pain, or spill water on his clothes just so Sneha would help him. Since he had large bandages around his leg and waist, he often wore only a lungi, making his nakedness hardness obvious underneath.
Every time Sneha helped him, he would boldly touch her shoulders, waist, or brush against her breasts “by accident.”. Sneha felt a mix of irritation and reluctant arousal whenever she saw his exposed cock. She knew he was manipulating the situation, yet her body still reacted to his touch and proximity.
One afternoon, Gowtham called her again, claiming he had spilled juice on his lungi and needed help changing. Sneha entered the guest room with a fresh lungi in her hand.
Gowtham was sitting on the edge of the bed, the stained lungi already loosened. As Sneha bent down to help him lift his hips and remove the wet cloth, his semi-hard cock sprang free, hanging heavily just inches from her face. The thick shaft swayed slightly as he shifted, the tip dangerously close to her cheek. She could feel the heat radiating from it, smell the faint musk of his skin.
Sneha froze for a split second, her breath catching. Gowtham didn’t move to cover himself. Instead, he looked down at her with a calm, almost innocent expression.
“Sorry… it’s difficult to do it alone with this leg,” he said softly, his voice friendly, as if it were a normal request between friends.
Sneha quickly averted her eyes, her cheeks burning. She helped him slide the clean lungi on, her fingers brushing against his thighs and occasionally grazing the base of his cock. Gowtham made no overt move, but he shifted his hips just enough that his length brushed against her wrist and forearm multiple times.
He knew he couldn’t have full sex with her in his current condition — the pain and limited mobility made it risky. So instead, he played the long game. He engaged her in “good friendship” talk — asking about her day, thanking her for the food, sharing light jokes — while deliberately creating these intimate, teasing moments. He wanted to keep the past heat alive, to make sure she never fully detached from the physical pull between them.
Sneha helped him settle back on the bed, her heart racing. She felt irritated by his games, yet. She was slowly getting caught between duty, pity, and the lingering physical attraction she still felt toward him.
Gowtham watched her leave the room with a small, satisfied smirk. He was patient. He didn’t need to rush. As long as he could keep her coming to him, touching him, seeing him naked — the fire would stay alive.
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