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Thirumba thalakeela ethaiyavathu panni suthi irukiravana ellam mental akkatha..

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Chapter 103: The Storm Before the Door


Anandhi’s mind had been a quiet storm ever since the Mumbai trip.

The second birthday celebration of AaRa, the Expo, the laughter, the family photos — everything looked perfect on the outside. But inside her, the single word “Suriya Appa” from Rohan kept echoing like a warning she couldn’t silence. She had come back to their normal life, playing the perfect wife, taking care of the children, and giving Rahul the warmth he craved. Yet every night, when she closed her eyes, the guilt and fear refused to leave.

Rahul, on the other hand, was riding high. He was impressed by how professionally Xavier and the SAN Fitness team had approached him at the Expo. For the first time in a long while, he felt truly burdenless.

The morning after they returned, Rahul was casually checking classifieds on his laptop when something caught his eye. SAN Fitness had released a big advertisement calling for franchise partners. They planned to open 25 new branches and franchise 50 locations across multiple states. Right below it was another ad from XMAN Gym — both looked like serious competitors.

He remembered Xavier’s words at the Expo: “The area where you are has no proper gym right now. If you can arrange a good location, we can pay upfront.”

Rahul immediately dialled Xavier.

“Xavier, I have a perfect location in mind for a new branch or franchise. Let’s discuss.”
Xavier was polite but firm. “Please communicate properly through mail and fix an appointment. We don’t entertain direct phone calls for proposals.”

Anandhi, who was nearby folding clothes, overheard and gently warned him, “You are an IT person. You don’t have deep knowledge in gym equipment or operations. Don’t enter this blindly.”

Rahul smiled confidently. “Trust me. If they approach, I’ll just give advice on IT and supplements — the part where we are already partnered with Madhavan. That’s safe.”

Anandhi nodded, but her eyes carried quiet worry.

Following week, Rahul sent a detailed proposal. SAN Fitness received a huge list of enquiries, so they decided to go for a public bid. Prices were sealed and submitted. Ten participants would be selected based on the best quote, and the results would be openly displayed in a magazine.
Madhavan helped Rahul prepare the documents.

Another week passed. The magazine arrived.

Rahul’s company was among the six shortlisted. SAN Fitness allocated them 3 existing branches, one new branch, and one franchise. The franchise cost looked high, but the potential was massive.

SAN Fitness had arranged an investors and partners meet in Chennai. Rahul decided to turn it into a short family trip, matching the welcome ceremony.

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The week came. They reached Chennai a day before the ceremony.

Rahul went to enquire about SAN Fitness. Xavier met him in a cabin and expressed happiness at the partnership. Rahul was eager to sign as soon as possible.

Xavier brought out the preliminary agreements. Rahul and Madhavan signed them. Two more investors and partners signed the same day. Everyone was super confident.

Xavier explained the bid process in detail and showed all the data. “Further commercials will be shared by the actual owner tomorrow. He is in the UK right now and will be back tomorrow. Hoping for a great partnership ahead.”

Back in the hotel room, Anandhi seemed lost in thoughts. Ever since Rohan had said “Suriya Appa” at the Expo, a quiet fear had settled in her heart. What if he is still around us somewhere? What if he knows that my husband was the reason for his downfall?

She picked up the welcome ceremony invite and read the list of participants. Among the names on the partner side, she saw Rahul and Madhavan. But her eyes also caught 2–3 entries with the name “Suriya.” under franchise participants.

Her heart raced.
What if Suriya is following us all the way for revenge or something? What if he is already here and we have no idea?

While she was lost in these thoughts, there was a knock on the door — three firm knocks, then a pause, then three more.
It was unusual. Something about the rhythm made her uneasy.

She walked to the door slowly, her pulse quickening. She hesitated for a second, then opened it.
She was shocked.

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Chapter 103: The Door and the Shadow


The knock on the door came again — three firm raps, a pause, then three more.

Anandhi’s heart hammered. She walked slowly toward the door, her hand trembling slightly as she turned the knob.
The moment the door opened, little AaRa, who had been toddling behind her, lost her balance and fell forward onto the carpeted floor. A sharp cry pierced the air as the baby scbangd her knee and elbow, tiny drops of blood appearing on her soft skin.

Rohan and Riya rushed in from the balcony where they had been playing. “AaRa!” they shouted, quickly lifting their little sister. AaRa wailed loudly, her face red with shock and pain.

Anandhi dropped to her knees instantly, taking the baby into her arms. As she wiped the blood with a tissue, her mind flashed violently back to the hospital — Madhavan’s announcement of AB+, the later report showing A+, the cold calculation behind it all.
Blood… lies about blood…

A wave of panic crashed over her.

What if Suriya comes back one day to take AaRa? My sweet daughter… What if he tries to take everything from my family?

Her hands shook as she comforted the crying baby. Rahul, hearing the commotion, came rushing from the other room and helped calm AaRa. But Anandhi’s fear had already taken root deeper than before.

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The next morning, AaRa was back to her cheerful self, playing happily with her mother. Anandhi stood in front of the mirror, confused about which saree to wear for the SAN Fitness welcome ceremony and investor meet. She had narrowed it down to two options when AaRa, with her tiny hands, pushed one of them forward — a soft creamy saree with delicate gold borders.

Anandhi’s breath caught.

This was the exact shade Suriya had always complimented her on. The memory hit her like a quiet storm. Because her little daughter had chosen it so innocently, she wore it without further thought.

Rahul got ready, looking sharp and confident. The children were left with the caretaker. As they left for the venue, Rahul kissed Anandhi’s forehead. “Today is going to be big for us.”

The venue was grand — a massive convention hall filled with posters of celebrities and big shots from the fitness industry. Rahul was visibly impressed. “Look at this scale. Even an ex-superintendent of security officer is one of the investors. This SAN Fitness is playing in a different league.”
Xavier welcomed them warmly but was constantly surrounded by VIPs. The crowd was larger and more elite than Rahul had expected. In his mind, he already felt settled — the financial struggles of the past seemed finally behind him.

For Anandhi, it was different.
She was restless, her eyes constantly scanning the hall, searching every corner, every face. What if Suriya is here somewhere… watching us… spying on us? What if he attacks us when we least expect it?

The seating was arranged meticulously: SAN Fitness core team and MVIPs in the first row, VIPs in the next two, main partners and new partners in the sixth row. Rahul and Anandhi were seated in the sixth row, right behind the other partners. A noticeable gap separated them from the franchise participants and general attendees behind.

Anandhi kept glancing toward that area, chair by chair, looking for any trace of Suriya.

The speeches began. The ex-superintendent gave a powerful talk, praising the founder of SAN Fitness for his vision and rapid growth. “In just months, he has delivered returns I never expected,” the speaker said.

Anandhi barely listened. Her eyes kept darting sideways, searching for any familiar silhouette.

She strangely sensed like someone is watchin them, following them and it came from back, she was so sure. 

Rahul noticed her uneasiness and leaned in. “What is it?”
“Nothing,” she whispered, forcing a smile.

She quietly took out her phone and video-called the caretaker, asking her to keep the phone on live so she could watch the children.
Speaker after speaker came and went. Then came the award segment for best performers and partners.

Name after name was called. Anandhi’s felt unease. 
Suddenly, the announcer said, “Suriya Prakash…”
Anandhi stiffened. But the man who stood up was someone else — a different Suriya.
She exhaled shakily.

A few minutes later, she noticed a shadow standing still behind one of the large decorative pillars near the back. Someone was watching their row. She could feel the gaze. Her pulse spiked. She leaned forward, trying to get a better look.

The shadow shifted — it was just a waiter adjusting a flower arrangement.

She exhaled shakily and looked down at her lap, trying to calm herself.

The speeches were winding down. The final announcement was about to be made.

Something flew behind her, and she noticed something on floor. It was a  paper, she was curious, it probably came from back.

Anandhi turned slightly in her seat again, scanning the rows behind them one last time. She told herself this was the last check. If she didn’t see anything now, she would try to relax.

She could nt check properly she tried to turn back, Rahul hand touched her thigh asking to turn. but she kept looking back .


The announcer’s voice rang loud and clear through the hall:

“And now, the moment we’ve all been waiting for… Welcoming the Founder, the Visionary, and the driving force behind SAN Fitness… Mr. Suriya!”

The crowd erupted in applause.

Anandhi’s head snapped toward the stage, expecting an aged man to give a boring speech.


And froze.
It was him.

Suriya — dressed in a sharp black suit, standing tall and confident, looking every bit the successful businessman. His eyes swept across the audience with calm authority.
Anandhi’s world tilted.

He was here.


SURIYAA is here

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FIREE CHAPTER. Worth

Glad you liked it

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I went to movies of Super Stars on the first day .. paper confetti , whistles deafening the ears, screams tearing up the air and then the BGM hits .. shot by shot the Star is introduced. Everything blurs out. The trance and the aura is on an other level, forgetting yourself lost in the moment of bliss. I thought nothing can beat that experience. I was wrong until I read your story. Wow ! Wow ! Wow ! Thank you for an absolute surreal experience.

Too much still thanks

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Chapter 104: The Speech


The applause thundered through the grand hall as Suriya stepped onto the stage.

Rahul’s face drained of color. Madhavan stiffened beside him. Anandhi sat frozen, her breath caught in her throat. The same man they had pushed into prison, the same man they had tried to erase from their lives, now stood before them as the founder of SAN Fitness — confident, successful, and commanding the entire room.

An instant, icy fear gripped all three of them.
How is he here?
He was supposed to be broken… destroyed…
And now we are about to do business with him?

Their egos turned to ash in seconds. The man they had looked down on, the man they had tried to bury, was now towering above them. Doubts flooded their minds. Rahul’s hands turned cold. Madhavan’s usual calm cracked. Anandhi felt her heart hammering so hard she feared it would burst.

Suriya smiled at the crowd, calm and composed. He waited for the applause to settle before speaking, his voice clear and steady through the microphone.

“Thank you. Thank you all for being here today.”

He scanned the audience slowly, his eyes eventually landing on the sixth row — on Rahul, Madhavan, and Anandhi.

“Let me introduce myself properly. Many of you may have read the news about me a year ago. I was called a fraudster. A money launderer. A fake businessman. My name and photo were splashed across newspapers. At that time, I truly believed I had lost everything. I thought my life was over.”

He paused, letting the words sink in. The hall was pin-drop silent.

“I made mistakes. Careless mistakes. No one tricked me. No one imposed schemes on me. I walked into trouble with my own overconfidence. When I was arrested, people inside prison laughed at me. They said, ‘A man accused of fraud can never get investors again. No bank will ever trust you.’”

Suriya’s gaze swept across the audience once more.

“But I refused to stay broken. I kept talking about business even behind bars. One man listened — the respected ex-superintendent of security officer who is here with us today. He heard my ideas, trusted me, and when I came out, he gave me a chance. He leased a small gym and let me manage it for a month. That was all I needed. In the second month, he invested in me. From there, we grew to 15 branches in just six months — all owned, no franchises. Today, large companies are flying in to partner with us.”

He turned slightly toward the ex-superintendent and gave a respectful nod.

“But before I thank anyone else, I must acknowledge the real foundation of this journey. The actual model and idea behind SAN Fitness came from two people who shaped me — Dr. Madhavan and his friend, Rahul. I learned discipline, systems, and vision from them. They are my family friends. When I was at my lowest, I didn’t want to stand before them. I didn’t want to bring any trouble into their lives because of my presence. So I made a promise to myself — I would prove myself first. I would shine again before I asked for any opportunity.”

Suriya’s voice softened with genuine emotion.

“God’s grace brought us here today. I wanted to meet them as soon as i return from UK. but They are already with me, ready to partner and grow together. Until this morning i never knew they are partnering with my company. Congratulations to Rahul and Dr. Madhavan. Thank you for believing in the vision even when I couldn’t stand in front of you. I read the public notice then i was in prision, thanks to you too for trusting even then. That trust on me i could understand how my mistake would have costed both of you.. Here This success is also yours.”

The hall erupted in warm, respectful applause.

Rahul, Madhavan, and Anandhi sat stunned.

The fear that had gripped them moments ago began to dissolve. Suriya’s speech was humble, grateful, and full of respect. He had painted himself as a man who had fallen, learned from his mistakes, and risen stronger — crediting them publicly instead of blaming them.

Rahul’s shoulders slowly relaxed. A quiet pride replaced his panic. I wanted to push him away, punish him but he still looks up to me. His mind is not filled with revenge, his mind is filled with business.

Madhavan exhaled slowly, his usual composure returning. The speech had been kind - disarming every suspicion. He felt he should have protected him. 

Anandhi’s heart was still racing, but even she felt the tension ease slightly. Suriya had not exposed them. He had not attacked. He had lifted them up in front of everyone. For a moment, she almost believed he had truly moved on.

Suriya stepped back from the microphone as the applause continued, his eyes briefly meeting Anandhi’s across the hall.
In that single glance, something passed between them — something only she could feel.

The fear in her chest did not disappear.
It simply changed shape.

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Chapter 104: The Speech (Q&A Session)


After Suriya’s powerful opening speech, the moderator opened the floor for questions. The hall buzzed with anticipation as hands shot up.

Question 1:
A young entrepreneur stood up. “Sir, what do you think is the biggest reason behind the success of your branches in such a short time?”
Suriya smiled humbly.
“I didn’t delegate the foundation. From setting up the first gym to finishing the last nail, I was personally involved in every single branch. I didn’t hand it over to anyone. I applied the same discipline and systems I learned at RMS Enterprises. So the real credit goes to Dr. Madhavan and Rahul sir. They taught me how to build, not just manage.”

Question 2:
Another reporter asked, “Your pricing module is surprisingly affordable compared to other big players. How are you managing that without compromising quality?”
Suriya nodded thoughtfully.
“It’s the same combined model we followed at RMS — IT solutions, quality supplements, and equipment working together. When everything is integrated, costs come down naturally. Plus, I believe fitness is not just business. It’s social care. Everyone deserves to be healthy. I focus on volume and long-term relationships rather than squeezing maximum profit from each customer.”

Question 3:
A woman journalist smiled curiously. “What does SAN stand for? Is the ‘S’ for Suriya and ‘A’ for… ?”

The entire hall chuckled lightly, but Rahul and Anandhi went rigid. Anandhi’s heart slammed against her ribs. Is he still holding on to me? Has he not moved on?

Suriya laughed softly, completely at ease.

“No, no. SAN is actually a Japanese suffix I came across while procuring equipment in Japan. It’s gender-neutral — used for both men and women. I wanted a name that felt inclusive, without any Mr. or Mrs. bias. So I kept ‘SAN’. The ‘S’ is not for Suriya. It’s for everyone who walks into our gyms.”

The tension in Rahul and Anandhi eased slightly, but Anandhi still felt a strange ache in her chest.

Question 4:
“Why did you settle in the UK for some time?”
Suriya shook his head.
“I wasn’t settled there. I was learning new equipment models and training systems. My goal is clear — before next year, I want to set up 100 owned branches and 250 franchises across India. The UK trip was purely for knowledge.”

Question 5:
A senior journalist asked directly, “What happened to the legal case against you? Did you come out clean?”
Suriya’s expression turned serious but composed.
“Yes, I came out clean. The suppliers had cheated me. They promised one quality of material but supplied something inferior. They cheated many direct buyers too, but because I was the mediator for the franchises, the responsibility fell on me. The case is now resolved. Justice has been served.”

Question 6:
A bold female reporter stood up with a playful smile. “Are you married or single, Mr. Suriya?”
The crowd laughed. Suriya grinned.
“I’m married to my goal… and happily single in operation.”
The entire hall burst into loud laughter and applause.

Question 7:
“Will you be staying in India permanently now?”
“Yes,” Suriya replied confidently. “I’m going to set up 50 more franchises and 20 new owned branches in addition to what we already have. I will first visit my hometown and other key areas to understand ground realities.”

Question 8:
“What else can we expect from you in the coming days?”
Suriya smiled mischievously.
“In about ten minutes, you can expect some excellent biryani on the third floor.” Rest i will update you... Lets live for the moment, no need to live for some uncertainties. 

The crowd roared with laughter again.

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The Q&A ended on a light, positive note. Suriya had answered every question with humility, gratitude, and quiet confidence. To the audience, he appeared as a man who had fallen, learned, and risen stronger — someone who deserved respect.

But for Anandhi, every word felt like a carefully placed blade.

As the session concluded, Xavier announced, “All partners, VIPs, and special invitees are requested to join us on the third floor for the meet-and-greet and dinner.”

Suriya waved politely toward Rahul, Madhavan, and Anandhi’s row, gesturing for them to come up.
He was escorted by the ex-superintendent as they moved toward the elevator.

Anandhi’s legs felt heavy. She walked beside Rahul, her mind spinning with one terrifying question:
Why does he look so calm… when I know he has every reason to destroy us, or he still trust us, he still didnt know what my husband and madhavan did to him?

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Took a leave and completed almost all these chapters, few more pending for the day.. Hope you all enjoyed it :)

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Writer should not destroy a family by a pervert like suriya. Suriya must be killed any how. The future of 3 children depend on it. Cool twist is good for erotic story but cruel twist would destroy the story.

You should read my other stories, none of my characters are good or bad, and every one gets a good pay off in the climax portions. Suriya is never a pervert it seemed like you came in middle of the story?!

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What a writing you are unpredictable sir. Update by update the story is going good and omg the twists are awesome and we all liked the chapters until now its more than worth

Thanks a lot :)

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Big shout out to our phenomenal writer .. heygi. The unprecedented dedication towards your work [the story], interacting with the readers / fans, hearing us out, respecting our opinions and giving us one of the best reading experience. Can't find words to thank you enough. Feeling privileged & honored to be reading your work. Thank you.

Thank you as again and again, the interaction, reading feedbacks gives me a motivation to write more .

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Chapter 105: Whispers of Unease

The third floor of the convention hall had been transformed into an exclusive lounge for partners and VIPs. Soft lighting, live classical music, and the rich aroma of premium biryani filled the air. Waiters moved gracefully with trays of drinks and appetizers.

Rahul, Madhavan, and Anandhi barely spoke after Suriya’s speech. The shock still hung over them like a thick fog. Every group around them seemed to know one another, laughing and networking, while the three of them felt like odd ones out.
A few guests approached Madhavan to congratulate him for being Suriya’s mentor. Madhavan forced polite smiles, but his eyes kept darting toward Rahul.

Anandhi noticed the subtle signal Madhavan gave Rahul.

A minute later, Rahul leaned close to her. “We’ll be back in ten minutes,” he said, placing a reassuring hand on her lower back. “Just need to freshen up.”

Anandhi nodded silently, holding a glass of juice. She watched them walk toward the restroom area, her heart heavy with unspoken fears.

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In the quiet, marble-tiled restroom, away from the crowd, Rahul and Madhavan finally spoke freely.

Rahul leaned against the sink, staring at his own reflection. “I can’t believe what’s happening. Suriya is not just back — he’s a super successful businessman now.”


Madhavan washed his hands slowly, his usual calm fractured. “Did you hear his speech? He thanked us. He told the whole world we’re the reason for his learning and success. For a moment, I almost believed it. Everything he said matched — the way he built branches under direct supervision, the combo plans we once envisioned. It’s logical… but I’m scared. I fear he’s up to something.”


Rahul nodded, jaw tight. “The doubt crept in me too. But as he spoke, I almost bought it. Now I have this uneasiness. The issue is we’ve already signed the deal without knowing he was the founder. If I had known, I would never have proceeded.”
Madhavan turned to him. “Why? What’s with the business?”


Rahul’s voice dropped. “What if this is revenge? What if he found out we were behind his downfall? He could be hiding it and setting up a trap through the business. I brought Anandhi with me. She doesn’t know what we did to Suriya. If she wasn’t here, I would have stepped back, faced the consequences, and walked away. I wouldn’t be standing here waiting for his food and greet.”


Madhavan dried his hands, expression tense. “Don’t take any hasty decision. Frankly, I don’t think he knows what we did. Only we know we are behind it. How could he know? If he had known, he wouldn’t have been silent. He would have chased us, or at least fought us in some way. I’m convinced of that…”


He paused, then added with a frown:


“But yes, I have a doubt. One thing that doesn’t add up at all. Let’s assume he doesn’t know what we did and considers us mentors… if so, why was he hiding all these months? Why didn’t he phone us? Why didn’t he inform us he was starting a business? This is where I doubt him. This is where I fear he is up to something.”


Madhavan continued, “But I don’t doubt his business. It’s a good deal also. We saw Xavier explaining how we were shortlisted — it was like an open bid. Everyone called out the results and they were published in the magazine. That can’t be fake.”

Rahul exhaled sharply. “Correct. I’m stuck on what we should do now.”


Madhavan added, “Let’s go back. I guess he’ll come to every partner for discussion. Based on how he behaves, we’ll decide. Right now, don’t lose your cool. Don’t show even a pinch of disappointment or uneasiness. Put on an act — say we missed him, ask why he didn’t call. If he asks why we didn’t visit him in prison, tell him we were being watched by the media and couldn’t make a move. He’ll understand. I’ll share the agreement copy with our lawyer. If there’s any loophole, we can back off in this early stage.”


They both stood in silence for a moment, the weight of their past actions and the new uncertainty pressing down on them.


Meanwhile, Anandhi stood alone near the large glass windows overlooking the city lights. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions.

She kept replaying Suriya’s speech, his calm eyes, the way he had looked toward their row. Every word had felt like a knife wrapped in silk.
What if he knows? What if he’s here to take AaRa away?


What if he wants revenge… and I’m the only one who can stop it?

She closed her eyes, remembering the raw pain in Suriya’s eyes the last time she had seen him being taken away by the security officer. The same eyes that had once looked at her with love and devotion.


Her body trembled slightly. She felt torn — between the man she had chosen as her husband and the man who had fathered her youngest child. Between loyalty and guilt. Between love and the fear of what her silence had caused.


She whispered to herself, barely audible, “I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…”
That moment, Suriya entered the hall.


He didn’t head to his assigned seat. He walked directly toward Anandhi.
The entire hall’s eyes turned toward them.


Anandhi was stunned. She had expected Rahul or Madhavan to return first. What the fuck are they doing in the restroom?

Suriya stopped in front of her, scanning her face with a mild, almost proud smile.


Anandhi’s expression was pure unease and fear.
Suriya opened his mouth.

“Anandhi… you watched everything. 
You know the entire story. 
Yet you are staying calm? Silent? 
I didn’t expect this from you. 
You have disappointed me a lot of times, but this is unforgivable.”

Anandhi was shocked, stunned, shivering. 
what … he knows the entire story?

“What… what do you mean?” she stammered.

Suriya put on a smile. “Yeah, the stories I gave in my speech, You dont hear it? 

Come on, I expected a congratulations from you, after you hearing that entire story!.
Atleast a word I’m happy for you… but you disappointed me. 

You’re staying so silent. Is this acceptable?”

Anandhi got her breath back. She was not sure if he was telling the truth or teasing her.

Suriya then let out a mock anger. “I came back after almost a year, standing before you… and you are not happy seeing me?”

Anandhi stood idle. Inside her mind, she was fighting with herself. She was indeed happy for his growth, but what if he was here to take the happiness of her family, her baby, or to take revenge on Rahul? The thought put her in a fit of panic.

Suriya then smirked and said, Okay I'm not Rahul, i should not have expected that right?

The visuals of Anandhi leaving Suriya's hand, When the moment she saw Rahul, years back, came to her mind.
It caused an unberable pain in her. 

Before she could open her mouth, Rahul and Madhavan returned.

Rahul was shocked to see them having a conversation.
Suriya saw him and stretched his hand for a handshake.

Rahul ignored it and said sharply, 
“Why didn’t you tell me you were out of prison? 
Why didn’t you call me? Why didn’t you give any idea of what you were doing?”

Anandhi saw her Rahul, putting up an act? 
He knows to act well? Anandhi looking at her husbands talent. 

Suriya smiled. “Glad at least you spoke with care… I’m sorry. Actually, some way I got out on bail. I used to read papers inside prison. I got to know our company was often targeted by previous investors because of the issues caused by me. I felt small to stand before you all. I felt shame. I didn’t want to stand as a failed man before you or Anandhi or especially the kids.

It still remember how Rohan pointed a news paper and said Suriya uncle photo in the paper. I was broken then.. The kids actually started calling me Appa, i dont want a father figure to be a failed person.

So I thought of moving away, living a proper life, doing something, earning, and standing as a man before returning to see you all.”

He turned to Anandhi. “I wanted to create a moment where Rohan would find another photo of me in the newspaper — this time a story he could be proud of. Coming to see you all after that would be apt, I thought.”

“Gladly, the prison superintendent picked me the day I came out. My life changed. I got busy setting up shops, new business opportunities in the UK. I thought of meeting you all soon after I became a great businessman.”

He turned back to Rahul. “Fate brought you guys to pitch a proposal in my company. I’m happy it happened this way.”
Rahul and Madhavan looked at each other. They seemed convinced.

Madhavan hugged him and said, “I’m sorry we could not come to the prison. Too many things were happening. We wanted to show the world we had cut links with you.”
Suriya said, “That’s okay.”

Xavier came near them. Suriya ordered, “See, they are MVIPs here. Treat them well. Their partnership deal — don’t do anything in haste. Madhavan sir knows more legal terms than us. Assist him when you draft something. He will guide you. Don’t treat them like we usually do with others. They are my people.”

Rahul and Madhavan felt quite at ease and happy.
Rahul asked, “So where are you staying? Chennai or planning to come to our town?”

Suriya said, “No, I will be in the city where the next shop begins to setup.” He turned and asked, “What’s the next branch we are setting up?”
Xavier said, “Sir, Rahul sir’s place has no gym, so he proposed an idea. I have the draft but couldn’t send it because of the arrangements.”

Suriya said, “Well, if that is the case, next is our hometown. Let me come there and see all setups. Maybe I need to build a house for me there. Rahul, help me if we can find a piece of land. I need at least 25 cents for it.”

Rahul instantly said, “Well, that’s awesome. See, the place is none other than your old gym. The person had left as he had more debts. And for the empty land, there is one closer to our house. I will speak with the landowner and get you a deal.”

Madhavan slightly pulled Rahul’s hand to stop him from going overboard, but Rahul didn’t notice.

Suriya said, “Right now we are in the verge of completing a branch in Coimbatore. Once that’s over, let’s get things done in our hometown. I don’t know if there are decent lodges now. Old ones are pretty bad.”
Rahul said, “You have our home. You can stay there.”

Suriya smiled. “You are welcoming, but Anandhi is not at all welcoming me.”
Rahul realised the blunder he made and looked at Anandhi’s eyes.

She had many thoughts in her mind and could not process anything. She just blurted out, “Feel free to be with us… why do you need to stay at lodges for temporary stay,. 

Rahul looked Anandhi with a proud.. The choice of words she said, temporary stay.. Rahul thought though i made a blunder by inviting, Anandhi fixes the place.. The place for Suriya, it wont be same like before. A blind confidence raise in him. 

Anandhi continued if you could inform us ahead it will be better for us to arrange things. The house has 3 kids ruling every corner. 

Suriya instantly interjected . “Don’t worry, I won’t come immediately. 

I'm not like before.. 
I have better goals now. The number on the poster — that’s what I’m chasing.”  

He indirectly told he had moved on. Rahul and Anandhi didnt failed to notice his subtle hint, whlie Rahul buyed it Anandhi still had her doubts. 

So i wont visit random, i have schedules, my stay and trips are managed by my assistants, i will inform you in advance. 


“Maybe I will visit next week. As the setup is getting finished in 2 days. It will be a business cum, personal visit. Before that Rahul send the propsal to me directly. Lets start immediately when i arrive there.  I badly want to see Rohan, Riya, and the small cutie. What’s her name?”


Rahul said, “AaRa.”
Anandhi said, “Magizhini.”

“Two names?” Suriya asked.
“Yeah,” they both replied.

The superintendent came near them and shook hands with Rahul and Madhavan. “You have molded a gold. Back in prison, he kept talking about business. I knew he had a spark. He has a bright future.”

“So what’s next, Suriya? I mean personally?” Madhavan asked.
Suriya smiled. “You will see it with your own eyes once the 100th branch opens.”

“Looks like the girl is ready?” the superintendent asked jokingly.

Suriya said, first invitation is for you. 

Rahul asked why not for me? 
Suriya joked are we not a family do i really need to invite you with an invitation. 

Rahul and Madhavan laughed, but a strange jealousy hit Anandhi.
Suriya could not stay with them for long. 
He left them to engage with everyone else.

Xavier gave Rahul Suriya’s new number.
The event went successfully. They left after the food.

Back in the room, Anandhi rushed to AaRa, took her in her arms, and kissed her repeatedly.
Rahul noticed something strange in her eyes.

“Everything okay?”
She forced a gentle smile and nodded. “Yes. My mind was with her the full day. She got scratches last night, right? She would have missed me.”
But inside, the storm continued to rage.

The night was still young.
And none of them knew that the real game had only just begun.

[heygiwriter]

If i may ask. As reader's we have been deprived of reading a story with revenge sex. Like proper ravaged revenge sex. And this story lays a perfect foundation for one. In the utmost authentic way. So is there a possibility of that to happen ?

only characters can answer it :) .. As i write the plot keep changing.. When i start writing, i never envisioned Suriya to become a SAN FItness Founder. Now he is :) So i cant answer

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Chapter 106: The Uninvited Guest


The family returned to their town after the Business trip. Everyone carried their own nervousness, but Rahul was quietly happy inside.

He kept replaying Suriya’s speech — the way he had publicly thanked them, the casual mention of the “girl” being ready, and the light-hearted invitation joke. Rahul convinced himself that Suriya had truly moved on. Madhavan shared the same thought during their private talk: “He seems focused only on business now. He might even have someone in his life. He didn’t seem bothered about us at all.”


Anandhi, however, could not take things lightly.

The moment they reached home, a heavy weight settled on her chest. While Rahul unpacked with a relaxed smile, Anandhi’s mind kept replaying every word from the Expo. She saw her husband acting normal again, but all she could think about were his misdeeds against Suriya — the changed records, the orchestrated legal troubles, the cold calculation. She couldn’t shake the guilt.

Two days later, while Rahul was at work, Anandhi secretly searched the entire house. She went through old files, drawers, and hidden folders. After hours of searching, she found the proof she feared: documents showing Rahul had deliberately altered the proposal requirements. He had taken the original document and replaced it with a duplicate that made Suriya look responsible for the defective supplies. It was clearly a trap.
Anandhi’s hands trembled as she held the papers. Without hesitation, she took them to the backyard and burned them completely, watching the flames consume the evidence until nothing remained but ash.

Later that evening, she went upstairs to the room that had once belonged to Suriya. The helpers cleaned it regularly, but she had stopped entering it ever since his arrest. Today, when she stepped inside, memories flooded back — the long, shameless sex marathons they had shared in this very room. The way she had moaned his name, the way he had taken her again and again.

She stood there for a long time, breathing heavily, trying to calm her mind.
We took a decision. I need to stand by it. I should not oscillate.

Even after a year, they had never thrown Suriya’s belongings out. Rahul didn’t care much, but Anandhi had insisted on keeping everything exactly as it was. She believed one day Suriya would come back to collect his things, and she wanted to respect that. The helpers washed his clothes once a month so they remained fresh.

Deep down, she still had feelings for him — feelings she could never fully name. Even today, they made her suffer.

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Rahul, on the other side, was busy following up on the SAN Fitness proposal. He kept everything ready for an immediate start.
That evening, a call came.

It was Suriya.

“Rahul, I’m coming tomorrow. I’ll reach early morning. Let me take a shower, spend some time with the kids, and then we can sit and discuss business.”

Rahul looked at Anandhi, who was folding clothes nearby. He said quickly, “Wait, let me call you back.”
After cutting the call, he asked her, “Should we allow Suriya to stay in our house?”
Anandhi looked at him for a long moment and replied softly, “It’s your call.”

Rahul hesitated. He didn’t want to complicate anything. “I’ll book a room for him somewhere nearby. He can come here to freshen up and have breakfast with the kids.”

He called Suriya back and informed him about the arrangement.
Suriya didn’t react much. “Better,” he said simply.

Both Rahul and Anandhi went to bed that night carrying heavy guilt.

Rahul knew the house was originally Suriya’s share. He had tricked him into transferring it to Anandhi while his accounts were frozen. Now he was reluctant to let him stay, but his mind also flashed back to the intense chemistry Anandhi and Suriya once shared. He thought it would be too fast and sudden to bring him back into the house, let him stay out he thought.

He turned to Anandhi and said, “Suriya seems to have moved on, but I think it’s too quick to host him here. Let the work begin first. If he seems harmless i mean to our agreement we made years back, then maybe we can invite him to stay. 


If he had already married, I would have compelled him to treat this as his own home as long as he stays…”

Anandhi nodded silently. She was drowning in guilt for the same reason — it was his house. Their decision felt harsh, but she told herself it was necessary to secure the family.

They slept with their own heavy thoughts.

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At 5 AM the next morning, the calling bell rang.
Anandhi heard it first. She woke up, heart pounding, and walked to the door before Rahul could stir.
She opened the door slowly.
Suriya stood there.

Anandhi’s breath caught. For a moment, the world seemed to stop.
Suriya gave a small, calm smile.

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Chapter 107: The Weight of the Room


Anandhi offered to carry Suriya’s bag the moment he stepped inside.

Rahul was still in deep sleep upstairs, unaware that the early morning bell had rung. Suriya hesitated for a second, then handed her the small suitcase. She led him quietly up the stairs to the room that had once been his.
The moment Suriya entered, he stopped at the threshold.

The room was spotlessly neat. Every single thing he had left behind — his clothes in the wardrobe, the books on the shelf, even the small photo frame of the children on the side table — was exactly where he had kept it a year ago. Nothing had been thrown away. Nothing had been moved.
He stood there, stunned.

“I thought you would have thrown all these away,” he said softly, voice thick with surprise.
Anandhi carefully placed the bag down and replied, her tone gentle but guarded, “We believed you would come back…”
Suriya turned to her, his eyes sharp. “We… or I?”

The single question hit Anandhi like a quiet accusation. It told her everything: Suriya never believed Rahul had wished for his comeback. He knew exactly who had wanted him gone.


She was instantly alarmed. Her heart raced. She forced a calm smile and said quickly, “Rest well. The kids are still sleeping. I will prepare breakfast for 8 AM.”
He nodded. “Okay.”

They could not speak further. Anandhi decided to turn and leave, but her body refused to move. For a few seconds, it felt as if their souls had stepped out of their bodies — like in a movie — and were standing in the middle of the room, drawn toward each other in a desperate, wordless hug and kiss. The pull was magnetic, heavy with years of suppressed longing, guilt, and pain.

They both felt it.
Suddenly, Anandhi withdrew from the intense eye contact, turned sharply, and walked back to her room without another word.

---

By 7 AM, Rahul woke up and found Anandhi already in the kitchen, preparing breakfast.
He noticed the car parked outside and realised Suriya had already arrived.

“When did he come?” he asked, voice laced with unease.
“By 5 AM,” Anandhi replied softly. “You were in deep sleep.”

Rahul’s stomach tightened with fear. Why did I sleep at such an important time? What if he tried something with her?
He reluctantly went upstairs to Suriya’s room. Rohan and Riya were already there, laughing and playing with Suriya on the bed. The toys and boxes Suriya had brought were opened, colourful gifts scattered everywhere.

“When did they come here?” Rahul asked, trying to sound casual.
Rohan answered excitedly, “Daddy, Appa came in the morning! I woke up when I heard the calling bell. Soon Riya and I came here. He bought us so many toys!”

“Where is AaRa?” Rahul asked.
“AaRa is still sleeping. We didn’t touch the toys meant for her,” Rohan said innocently.

Suriya smiled and added lightly, “More than you, the kids missed me, the big dad.” He laughed softly.
Rahul forced a small smile. “I will shower and come. Let’s have breakfast and then go check the spot.”

---

They had a surprisingly good breakfast. Anandhi had made a special spread — soft dosas, fragrant sambar, cauliflower fry, and fresh chutney. She hadn’t cooked with this much care in a long time. It was her silent way of coping.

But Suriya seemed lost in business talks, discussing timelines and requirements with Rahul. He waited a few minutes after breakfast, hoping to see AaRa, but she usually woke up only around 10 AM.

Rahul said, “You can come back to see AaRa later. You’re going to stay here in town, right? In the hotel?”

Suriya nodded. “Yes, let me check her later... I’ll take my luggage now.”

Anandhi felt a pain, Aara's biological father waiting for her to wake up.. 

Then he turned to Anandhi and said, “I will vacate the room once the setup is done. Until then, let it be here. I cannot carry everything everywhere.”

Rahul and Anandhi felt a small stab of guilt when he said he would vacate. 

Rahul decided in that moment to stop treating Suriya as a threat. He has moved on, he told himself. There’s no need to be alarmed anymore.

Anandhi felt a strange ease on the surface, but deep down, only one thought consumed her: she felt like falling at Suriya’s feet and begging for forgiveness for everything she had allowed to happen. But she couldn’t. Doing so would expose everything.

She stayed quiet, yet inside she whispered a million sorries to him.

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Chapter 108: The First 3 Days – Professional Distance


The first three days after Suriya’s return were strangely calm.
Suriya started work immediately, as if he had never left the field. He woke up at 5 AM every morning, quietly left the hotel Rahul had booked for him, and drove straight to the old gym site and the empty land near Rahul’s house. He took detailed measurements, spoke with landowners, noted down legal requirements, and made careful sketches — all without wasting a single minute.

Rahul was genuinely impressed. From a distance, he watched Suriya move with focus and discipline. There was no trace of personal agenda, no lingering glances at Anandhi, no emotional undercurrents. It was pure business. For the first time, Rahul felt a small sense of relief. He really has moved on, he thought. He’s just here to work.

Practical difficulties began to surface quickly.

The proposed shop and land were 25–30 minutes away from any decent hotel or proper eatery. Suriya was working late into the night — often until 11 PM or midnight — because of supplier meetings, contractor discussions, and site inspections. Rahul noticed him skipping proper meals or grabbing cheap roadside food at odd hours. A small pang of practicality hit Rahul: It’s inconvenient for him. He’s working hard for our partnership.

Anandhi stayed mostly in the background, taking care of AaRa and the older children. But she quietly observed everything. She felt a strange mix of relief that Suriya was not pushing any emotional buttons yet… and deep alarm. 

The question he had asked her in the room — “We… or I?” — kept ringing in her ears. He knows everything, she thought. He certainly knows Rahul was behind his downfall. She decided she would stay alert, even if Rahul trusted him completely. The terrifying part was she couldn’t even warn Rahul. If she did, it would hurt everyone — Rahul’s pride, the fragile peace, and possibly the entire family.

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By the end of Day 3, the practical issues had become obvious.

Suriya had been working non-stop. He returned to the hotel late again, exhausted, and ate whatever was available at that hour. Rahul, seeing him leave with just a small packet of biscuits and tea, felt another pang.

That night, when Suriya came to the house to discuss the next day’s plan, Rahul casually said, “It’s too late to find decent food outside. Why don’t you have dinner with us tonight?”

Suriya accepted politely. “Thank you. That would be helpful.”
It was the first family dinner in the house after a long time.

The atmosphere was awkward but civil. Rohan and Riya were visibly happy to see “Periyappa.” They chatted excitedly about college and toys. Suriya smiled at them and joked lightly, “Calling me Periyappa makes me feel older. It’s better than uncle, still… it’s like calling an old man. Just call me Appa shortly… or Suriya Appa. That’s enough.”

Rahul felt surprisingly okay with it. He even smiled a little.

AaRa, however, was still sleeping. Because of Suriya’s odd timings — early mornings and late nights — they had not been able to show her to him yet. Every time he came, she was either asleep or already down for the night.

After dinner, Suriya thanked Anandhi for the meal and left for the hotel.
As the door closed behind him, Rahul turned to Anandhi and said quietly, “He seems fine. No drama. Just work.”

Anandhi nodded silently, but inside her mind, the storm continued.
She still remembered the sharp question Suriya had asked her in the room — “We… or I?” — and the way his eyes had looked at her. She knew he was aware of far more than he was letting on. Yet she couldn’t warn Rahul. Doing so would shatter everything.

She decided she would stay alert.
Even if Rahul trusted Suriya completely.
Even if it meant carrying this heavy secret alone.

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Chapter 109: The Next 2 Days – The Invitation Home


The next two days passed in a steady rhythm of work, practical challenges, and quiet observation.
Day 4

Suriya continued working with laser focus. He arrived at the empty land early, measuring boundaries, checking soil quality, and noting down legal paperwork requirements. He discovered minor issues — an old easement dispute with the neighbouring plot and some pending owner negotiations that needed careful handling. Rahul, seeing the diligence, offered help by connecting him with local contacts he knew well. Suriya accepted the assistance politely, thanked him, and continued without wasting time.

There was no personal talk. No lingering looks at Anandhi in front of Rahul. It was all business.

The practical problems, however, were becoming impossible to ignore.
The hotel room Suriya was staying in was 45 minutes away from the work site. Late-night supplier meetings followed by early-morning site visits were exhausting him. He mentioned it casually during one of the calls with Rahul, without any complaint: “I’m managing with tea and biscuits at odd hours. The travel is eating up a lot of time.”
Additionally, they had decided to start building Suriya’s new house on the empty land closer to Rahul’s house. That location was 30–35 minutes from the main gym site and another 20 minutes from the hotel. If he stayed at Rahul’s house, the gym site would be only 15 minutes away, and the house construction site would be just a few seconds’ walk.

That night, around 10 PM, Anandhi realised the difficulty firsthand. Both Rahul and Suriya were still deeply involved in work at the site. She packed fresh food — dosa, sambar, and some snacks — and drove it over herself. When she saw Suriya eating cold roadside items earlier in the day, something inside her shifted. She didn’t say much, but the image stayed with her.

Rahul, too, started feeling the practical burden. While reviewing the day’s progress that night, he thought to himself, It’s not sustainable. He’s working hard for our partnership. The least we can do is offer basic comfort.

Day 5
The pattern continued. Suriya was still at the site at 10 PM, finalising measurements under floodlights. Rahul, watching the time, picked up his phone and called him.
“It’s too late,” Rahul said. “Come home, have dinner, and stay in the guest room tonight. No need to drive back.”

Suriya accepted with polite thanks. “That would be helpful. I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”

It was the first night Suriya stayed in the house again after so many months.
The atmosphere was tense for Anandhi but felt surprisingly normal for Rahul. The children were excited to have “Suriya Appa” back under the same roof. Rohan and Riya chattered happily during dinner, showing him their college projects. Suriya listened patiently, smiling at their stories.

Rahul watched the scene and told himself, He has moved on. This is just practical help. Later, when Anandhi was clearing the table, he said to her quietly, “I’ve been thinking… it’s tougher for him there. I’m planning to ask him to stay until the shop and house setup is finished. What do you say?”

Anandhi looked at him for a moment, then replied softly, “I was about to suggest the same. You are the right person to decide.”

Rahul felt a small surge of pride. He nodded. “I’ll speak with him tomorrow.”

Anandhi felt a mix of relief — Suriya was not causing any visible trouble — and deep, gnawing guilt. She knew the house had originally belonged to him. Making him stay as a guest in what was once his own home felt wrong. Still, she made a special breakfast the next morning — soft idlis, fragrant sambar, coconut chutney, and a side of cauliflower fry — something she hadn’t done with this much care in a long time. She stayed mostly quiet during the meal, observing everything.

Suriya thanked her politely for the food and left early for the site, once again focused only on work.

As the days settled into this new rhythm, Rahul’s decision felt logical and practical to him. He told himself he was simply being a good partner.

Anandhi, however, carried the heavier burden. Every time she saw Suriya in the house, the guilt deepened. She knew the truth. She knew what Rahul had done. And yet she stayed silent, playing the perfect wife while her heart remained torn between loyalty and the quiet fear of what might happen if the fragile balance broke.

The real test, she knew, was still to come.

[heygiwriter]

Hi author.. sorry to say this .. I don't want to comment on characters from now on because of you!!.Can yo Be honest brother?? Is this the story extension was in your mind.. No.. Never.. I can say it thousand times.. Because of reader's comments you decided to change the course of the story.. That's where as one of reader and admireer of your writing i also have to take blame which caused you to change the course...
You started it well.. You continue it very well but now it's just good.. You know why because it's just good THE STORY STARTED TO FADE ITS SOUL...That what happens when you change the story template to keep for readers wish..It might  work sometime not evertime..you should have kept in which was in your head.. You write for readers excitement not for their choices.. As I said you changed the course of the story but kept the readers in excitement and thrll.. you have an unique skill which most of the others don't have.. I appreciate that..
I said I wouldn't comment on the story.. but I will keep encouraging you as  one your favourite readers.. keep it up man.. Rock and roll..

I will consider only if that comes closest to what i have envisioned, sometimes as i write the character will navigate in their own way.. but never wont change the entire track just like that

[heygiwriter]

Suriya's plan might be settle in london alongwith Annandhi with kids. Anandhi must be stay strong and defuse Suriya to protect her love and family. Suriya is clearly conspiring to trap Rahul and got him jailed so that he can snatched Anandhi from Rahul. Anandhi must be act like tigress to defeat pervert evil Suriya who has no family value or moral. There should not be any revenge fuck because it will be downgraded the story. It will be best if Suriya die some how. He thinks only about his lust for Anandhi. He does not think about the future of Riya and Rohan. If they spilt from their father then they will mentally shattered. Although Suriya does not love Anandhi, it is just pure lust. Whoever loves someone does not think to harm or hurt or cause pain or break her/his family. Hope that dear writer will be sensible and keep the moral high to keep the loving family intact.

Suriya plan to settle in London?   you imagined to a different level. The revenge part are just what Rahul, Anandhi and Madhavan thinks. We may not know what Suriya actually wants :D :)

[heygiwriter]

I am really looking forward for the 'Evolution Of Anandhi'. I think you have given us the most beautifully written feamle leads. Nivi how she turned the tables around and ended up as the dominant force. But I personally feel "Mirna" stands out as one the best female character ever written on this site. No other character can come close to beating that (Period). Authenticity, Resilience, Emotional Depth & Mental Strength. She is on a different league & level all together.
Eagerly awaiting to see how Anandhi unravels.

Dont keep any expectations :) Just read as it unfolds :)  Hopefully you will enjoy it