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Chapter 161 - Midnight Promises on the Shore
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.
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.
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