[heygiwriter]

Dear Author, I don't get it why you take comments so seriously. Please we are also readers who comments good. Look at us. At least you could think about us who always likes your Stories.

Ignore some comments and do what you do best.

Thank You.

There is a reason

think like this a new user is trying to see what this story offers and by seeing recent interactions and he see some comments like im degrading a women character out of nowhere, don't it look absurd?

I'm trying to improve myself adding more points and advices inside the sexual stories and these pepole out of nowhere suddenly coming and posting a comment should not i react/

wont it upset me?
and this is happening repeatedly

[heygiwriter]

Calm down people, i know the feel of getting blamed. I Don't want any one to experience it. 

Let me take a short break anyalsye and come back to post some days later

[heygiwriter]

Feedback on the Story Line and Character Arc
First of all, I would like to commend the author. You are an exceptionally talented writer. In my six years of reading stories on Xossip and Xossipy, I have rarely come across a writer who provides such high-quality updates at this remarkable speed. You are truly one of the best.
As a regular reader, I became deeply invested in the characters and the plot. Because of this connection, certain developments in the story genuinely upset me, and that is what I shared yesterday.

. I sincerely apologize if my perspective hurts anyone's feelings.

Plot Progression: My Perspective and (this is my response to  Mr.VinodV why i felt like this)

The Foundation: Sneha and Suresh started as a happily married couple. Their sexual adventures—like being half-naked in front of their boss or the room boy—were always based on mutual consent, understanding, and deep love for one another.

The Turning Point: When Gowtham entered the narrative, Suresh developed an erection issue. Suresh suggested using Gowtham’s name for roleplay to fix the problem, but Sneha outright rejected the idea.

The Manipulation: From this point on, the story became entirely one-sided. Gowtham overheard their conversation and began manipulating Suresh into a cuckold mindset, while simultaneously convincing Sneha that Suresh wanted to see them together.

Core Concerns Regarding Character and Balance
While the plot progression was engaging initially, the story has recently become entirely skewed in Gowtham's favour:

Inconsistency in Sneha's Character: Even after Suresh realized the manipulation and informed Sneha, she continued to sleep with Gowtham. While the author has beautifully established Sneha's deep love for her husband, it feels contradictory that a woman who loves her husband so intensely would continue to have rough sex with a man who actively deceived them.
 In my opinion, this heavily degrades her strong character and reduces her to a mere sex doll or slave, ignoring her emotional depth.

Lack of Narrative Balance: The story currently lacks equilibrium. For the last 100 updates, the plot has become repetitive: Gowtham calls Sneha, they engage in brutal sex, she returns with bite marks, and Suresh watches helplessly. There is no new development in their dynamic. Gowtham dominates completely, and whatever he wishes happens effortlessly.

The Need for Just Retribution: Out of 300 episodes, if 295 episodes depict Gowtham’s complete dominance while reducing the main couple to mere puppets, wrapping up his punishment in just the final 5 episodes would feel unfair. Gowtham needs to face a level of suffering and consequences equivalent to the pain Suresh has endured.

Conclusion
We all visit these forums to read adult fiction, but it is disheartening to see a well-crafted, strong female protagonist lose her agency completely. As readers who are emotionally attached to Suresh and Sneha, it hurts to see them treated this way

Out of 300 episodes, if 295 // This is your assumption. 

RCF Had rightly predicted, something on it in one of his previous comment. 

The grey characters will be punished but if i start responding and giving a clue you wont have a suprrise factor, shock value when you read.

Also the past whatever episode i'm not trying to prove Gowtham's dominance, i'm trying to tell, how its hard to come out of an adulterous relationship, how emotions works,  how one mind works, hwo one would manipulate for their benefits. Its all a hard lesson. 

If you cant look at lessons, emotions and the retributions i dont know what you have read.

This is the graph the story gone so far

1. Husband sexually frustrated as his wife is too much into family 
2. To bring excitement back he bring in fantasy 
3. Wife is against it, yet she tries for him 
4. Comes in third person who want to capitalize on it and overstep, starting the sexual relationship - Until here its Fantasy/Trial to fix things
5. Given past how adventeours couple in sex, Suresh tries to fix it and set rules
6. The rules and other stuffs backfires, as Wife and Gowtham over cross things - Here fantasy blurs and Adulterous stuffs starts
7. Husband decides to detach , wife realize something wrong she tries to fix it
8. Gowtham continues to derail all effort knowingly/unknowingly 
9. Bringing in New characters, new setup, new challenge in form of Aditya, makes both Sneha and Suresh realize and get them back into reality
they start speaking, things become more vocal and they finally seeing clear picture - Here they are joining again as one for love 
10. The couple as they speak realise practically widthrawing is not simple, with a manipulator like gowtham, they decided to slow down, in the process, they are turning into a Open Relationship with conditions or understanding 
11. Now they are in process of getting back on their feet, ignoring revenge and stuff, and potential tricks from Gowtham, but the new accident stuffs puts a new challenge. Brings him back in their close proximity. 


I carefully bring in every angle, every emotions in to play, gave enough justification as why. 

Carefully pinning the new characters with purpose, Aditya, Mirna, Bharath, Prakash, Rahul. Everyone serves a purpose.

[heygiwriter]

Hi Mr Writer,

Your story is good. I am patient and will wait for your return. Take your time. Don't be in a hurry. You too deserve some rest. I know other people will insult me for this, but I don't care. You take your break and enjoy.



I, myself don't like many things about this story like office arc (in starting because it was slow). I didn't shy about mentioning it in comment, but at the same time I also mentioned that I will support you and will be patient. Now when this office arc is showing progress like Suresh's recent promotion.

I don't know about these other characters from past stories, so no comments.

I also don't like this behaviour of Suresh but when you explained that in 1 full update (open conversation between them) I started supporting them. But still I also complained about Suresh not taking any lead in this regard.


But at the same time I also supported sex between Sneha and Gautam. Because at the end of the day, this is a FICTIONAL & ADULTERY STORY. So it is basic comman sense that either one of the couple (Sneha in this story) will be having sexual relationship outside her marriage. And the thing I like is them teasing each other after her sex with Gautam.


The reason why Gautam is so bad in this story is because author want to continue this story. He don't want to end it in next 10 updates. If he did that, then that will be truly disappointing. I will miss the pleasure of seeing some Revenge arc. Because revenge is the dish better served cold.


I mean the more dark side he shows now, the more satisfying the revenge will be. Like if Gautham has a sudden change of heart and he started supporting Sneha and stop all these backstabbing moves then revenge will be boring.

He is getting attention from Sneha and Suresh, but also think that the couple is ok with him having sex with Sneha for some time. They are slowing down like for past week Gautam is only listening Sneha's moaning her husband's name. He is just listening and (maybe masterbating) but definitely no sex. Otherwise author would have mentioned.


I don't like the introductory remarks about Aaditya, and I mentioned it 2 - 3 time. And I am glad that author stopped mentioning those things. Appreciate it bro. It shows that you were reading my comments and you liked it. Now I also like how Suresh and Aaditya are working together and making an empire where both of them will win and grow together. I like this subtle change between there relationship like Suresh was used to be at receiving end (like always mind his next words carefully, not scared but somehow his heart beat used to rise etc) and Aaditya being more dominant in every move (like that Predator waiting for hunt, always dark), but now both are sharing breakfast. I also like the think that author didn't make them partners after just 1 blockbuster idea. This will make story more realistic.



This new female character. I think she is someone who has suffered greatly for her love (her husband). Don't know why she was crying. She is also indirectly helping Versha. Like she is seeing herself in her. Now the most interesting thing to see will be how she will find about true nature of Gautam, how she will save Versha (I think she like her), how she will meet Suresh and then Sneha and how she will help Suresh in revenge.

Because at this point Suresh is not in mood of revenge. He is just happy with his wife, his family. So how will he change his mind and become the beast that will hunt Gautam and will let him know what does the word CONSEQUENCES even means.( Most probably Gautam will blackmail them with Sneha's nude pic and video).


So I am eagerly waiting for next updates, but buddy take your time. If you think you need a break, then go ahead. I will support you. But I will continue to mention the things I don't like and don't understand.


Waiting for next update......

Thanks buddy, i just had a long sleep, after the frustration. 
Waking to comments, and hornytamilan's comment :D looks like everyone here should sleep properly 

I dont change course of story for comments but i do take some points for improvisation

[heygiwriter]

OMG, please don't take this to different direction:-)
V-activate group is just a fiction company in story
Why would I be Heygi.. did you ever see my comments in any of his stories before?
I also said I am yet to read his other stories

 hello Mr. V ACTIVATE ACTUAL OWNER VINOD V. The MYSTERIOUS CEO who lives in XOssipy

[heygiwriter]

I'm seriously say one thing, if author takes the break then it will lose the hype and excitement thr story is going well and why does author needs gap because of just one comment??? I hope he reads this comment and starts writing again as some thousand of viewers read the story...

I will write bro. No worries. let me go out , take a leave. Enjoy myself and sit back sometimes today later and post updates Cheers :)

[heygiwriter]

Readers should learn to have patience, If you have read the story and comments thoroughly, Author clearly mentioned that the couple will know Gautham's kidnapping plan soon and when they do it will be interval...So you see this is still early stages of story and you guys want punishment even before Gautham turns evil, My assumption is Gautham has still not completely turned to Evil or to darker side. He is going to go bad from here on, his obsession would only grow more for Sneha...he is addicted already. As his obsession for Sneha grows, his love and closeness for Varsha grows as well, only then the revenge will be sweeter because Varsha will be the one to take the blunt for his wrongdoings.

Only hope is what ever happens, Couple need to stick together, misunderstandings between them are boring and tried and tested so many times till now, Now it should be them vs the world.

So readers, your empathy is needed for couple for very long time :)

~RCF

 thanks RCF

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 151 - Image and Cravings

The third week turned out to be crucial for both sides of their complicated lives.

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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.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 152 - Gifts and Temptations


The fourth week brought a quiet shift in everyone’s lives.

At Gowtham’s office, Varsha received her first permanent appointment letter from Mirna. Along with it came a handsome bonus — enough to breathe a little easier. After the formalities, Varsha hesitantly requested Mirna to visit her house just once. Mirna, sensing the emotional weight behind the request, agreed.

In the modest living room of Varsha’s home, Mirna sat like a calm, radiant mentor. Varsha’s eyes were misty as she spoke.
“You… you pulled me back from the edge. I was losing myself completely. Thank you for reminding me who I really am.”
Mirna smiled gently and squeezed her hand.

“You were always strong, Varsha. You just forgot for a while. Never let anyone — not even love — make you small.”
Varsha nodded, feeling lighter than she had in weeks.


At home, the situation with Gowtham had settled into a strange, tense routine.


Every day, Sneha helped him with his needs. Bath time had become the most torturous part. She would soap his body carefully, her hands gliding over his chest, arms, and thighs. When she reached his cock, she washed it with clinical detachment — but the thick, heavy length would twitch and harden in her palm every single time. Gowtham would lean back, eyes half-closed, letting out soft groans that made her thighs clench.

She controlled herself fiercely. She knew any real sex could hurt his recovery. But the constant proximity, the sight of his naked body, the way his cock throbbed under her touch — it was becoming unbearable.

At night, Sneha returned to Suresh with a strange, heightened hunger. She would crawl into bed, kiss him deeply, and whisper huskily, “I need you… badly tonight.” Suresh, understanding the storm inside her, would take her with love and raw passion — long, deep thrusts that left her moaning and trembling. Their conversations in the afterglow were light and teasing.

“You’re extra wet today,” Suresh would murmur playfully, stroking her back. “Thinking about something?”.. Sneha used to briefly tell her uncomfortable situations with Gowtham. So He knows, what kind of trouble she is fighting internally.  

Suresh would grin and pull her on top, letting her ride him until she came hard, whispering how much he loved her. Their bond felt stronger than ever — even as the temptation with Gowtham lingered.






Towards the end of the fourth week, Aditya called Suresh for an “important client meeting.”

They drove to a luxurious private villa behind the V-Activate building — Aditya’s personal retreat. In the elegant lobby, a beautiful young woman waited nervously. She had sharp, model-like features, long wavy hair, and an elegant yet sensual figure.
Aditya introduced her with a smile.
“Suresh, meet Henika. The important person I wanted you to meet.”
Suresh frowned. “What is this about?”
Aditya’s grin widened.

“Last week, when we visited those who had previously offended me, we are giving them a second chance, and our team uploading on internal channels, showing, im back into friend zone with all, forgave all, given them back what i got from them… you guessed right. Many of them were our own Hands who had been reason why no new talents coming in.. Now looking at videos, its not that new talents we apporached coming to us, its that old people who we apporached long back have now come forward. You’ve been brilliant, Suresh. I’m glad I have a friend like you.”

Suresh raised an eyebrow. “Friend?”

“Yes,” Aditya said warmly. “A real one. So, to appreciate your friendship and help… I planned a special gift for you.”


Before Suresh could protest, Aditya grabbed his arm and dragged him forward. Henika followed. At the bedroom door, Aditya stepped aside with a mischievous smile.

“Go inside.”
The moment they entered, Aditya locked the door from outside.

Aditya’s laughing voice came through the door. “Henika is your gift, buddy. Condoms and oils are on the table. Enjoy. I’ll be back in the evening. Don’t waste time!”

Silence fell.

Suresh turned to Henika, embarrassed. “I’m really sorry. I had no idea he would pull something like this. 
You don’t have to—”

Henika smiled softly, stepping closer. 
She was breathtaking — sharp cheekbones, full lips, perfect curves that her dress barely contained.

Suresh stunned for a moment, his lips moved, so you know it already? are you kind of?

“I’m not a prostitute, Suresh,” she said gently. “Aditya has helped me a lot over the years. 
This is the first time he asked me for a personal favor. I promised I’d take care of you today.”

Without waiting for more words, she pushed him backward onto the large, luxurious bed. The lights dimmed as she pulled the curtains, leaving only soft golden glows.

Henika climbed on top of him like a princess who sit on throne, straddling his waist. She peeled off her dress slowly, revealing lacy black lingerie that barely covered her full breasts and toned body. She took his hands and placed them on her breasts, guiding him to squeeze while she ground her hips against his growing bulge.


“You’re handsome… and tense,” she purred, leaning down to kiss his neck, then his lips — deep and sensual. Her fingers worked his shirt open, then his belt. She freed his cock, already rock-hard, and stroked it with expert, teasing hands.

“Relax, Suresh. Let me worship you first.”

She slid down and took him into her warm, wet mouth — sucking slowly, deeply, swirling her tongue around the head while her hand pumped the base. Suresh groaned, fingers threading through her hair. Henika moaned around his cock, enjoying the power, riding his thigh at the same time, soaking his skin with her arousal.

She climbed back up, pushed her panties aside, and sank down onto him in one smooth motion — taking his entire length inside her tight, velvet heat.

“Ahh… fuck, you’re good,” she gasped, starting to ride him. Her hips rolled expertly, breasts bouncing as she moved faster, hands on his chest, dominating the rhythm. She looked down at him with lust-filled eyes, biting her lip, using him for her pleasure.



But Suresh’s control snapped.

With a low growl, he suddenly flipped her onto her back. Henika’s eyes widened in surprise and delight as he took over completely.
He grabbed her thighs, spread them wide, and drove into her with one powerful thrust — burying himself to the hilt. Henika cried out in pleasure.
From that moment, Suresh fucked her mindlessly.

He pounded into her with raw, animalistic hunger — deep, hard, relentless strokes that made the bed creak. Every inch of her stunning body drove him wild: her bouncing breasts, her tiny waist, her long legs wrapped around him, her beautiful face twisted in ecstasy.

“God… you’re so fucking perfect,” he groaned, thrusting faster, harder. He sucked on her nipples, bit her neck, gripped her ass as he slammed into her again and again. The wet, obscene sound of his cock driving into her soaked pussy filled the room.

Henika lost control, moaning loudly, nails raking down his back. “Yes… fuck me like that! Harder!”

Suresh flipped her onto all fours, grabbed her hips, and railed her from behind — watching her perfect ass jiggle with every brutal thrust. He reached around to rub her clit, making her scream as she came hard around his cock, squeezing him rhythmically.
He didn’t stop.

He fucked her through her orgasm, then flipped her again, missionary, legs over his shoulders, folding her in half as he drove even deeper. His thrusts became savage, chasing pure pleasure, losing himself in her tight, dripping heat and breathtaking beauty.

Finally, with a deep, guttural groan, Suresh buried himself to the root and came explosively — flooding her with thick, hot spurts. 
He kept thrusting through his climax, milking every drop inside her.

They collapsed together, breathing heavily, bodies slick with sweat.
Henika smiled dreamily, stroking his chest. “Aditya was right… you’re incredible.”
She said breathing heavily.. you look calm and innocent outside but you are so intense. 

I thought only Aditya was best.. You too in your way .. she laughed

Suresh lay there, mind spinning — guilt, pleasure, and confusion mixing together.
His thoughts were with Sneha, a sudden pain.. 

He and Henika, went for few more rounds. 


Outside, the evening sun was setting. Aditya would return soon.
But something fundamental had shifted inside Suresh.

[heygiwriter]

This is such a twist. Didn't expect Suresh to succumb to sex so quickly without any connection. This seems like Aditya's plan to fuck Sneha.

You got a girl who is ready to have sex with you. Will you be waiting for a connection. or will you go for the action?

its a gift from Aditya for changing everything to him

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 153 - Cracks in the Foundation


The fifth week arrived with an uneasy calm.

Suresh carried a heavy secret that refused to stay buried. Every time he looked at Sneha — her smile, her touch, the way she still reached for him at night — guilt twisted like a knife in his chest. The memory of Henika’s body, the heat of that forbidden afternoon in Aditya’s villa, haunted him. He knew he had to tell her. But every time the words rose to his throat, fear choked them back.

May be this is how she would have felt too, after her sex with Suresh in the beginnings.  
He decided he would tell her slowly. Not today. Maybe tomorrow.

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Meanwhile, Gowtham’s frustration had reached a boiling point.

The constant dependence, the sounds of Suresh and Sneha’s intimacy drifting through the walls every night, and the growing realization that Sneha was emotionally pulling away had left him restless and irritable. His body was healing slowly, but his ego was not. For the past few days, there had been no sex at all. Something had shifted — he could feel it.
But tonight, he decided to test the waters.

At 1 AM, Gowtham’s voice came through Sneha’s phone, low and needy.
“I need to pee.”

Sneha sighed, glanced at the peacefully sleeping Suresh, and quietly slipped out of bed. She walked to the guest room in her thin nighty, her heart already heavy with reluctance.

The moment she helped Gowtham sit up and tried to support him toward the attached bathroom, he surprised her with surprising strength. He pulled her down onto the bed beside him.

Before she could react, his mouth crashed onto hers in a hungry, desperate kiss. His hands roamed possessively under her nighty, squeezing her breasts roughly, thumbs flicking her nipples.

Sneha froze for a second, then pushed him away firmly.
“Gowtham… what are you doing?!” she whispered sharply, breathing heavily.

“I missed you,” he growled, trying to pull her closer again, his erection pressing insistently against her thigh. “Come on… I need you.”
Sneha’s face hardened. She stood up quickly, adjusting her nighty.

“No. Is this necessary with your health condition like this? What if this affects your recovery? And what is this behavior? My husband is just in the next room. Did you forget I don’t do things without letting him know? We are trying to stand with you and help you, but you are…?”
She looked visibly disappointed and tired.

Gowtham’s expression darkened. He sat up straighter, ignoring the pain in his leg. He know this is perfect time for Sympathy card. 

“So now I’m an ungrateful fellow, leeching on you just for sex? If that’s how you see me, then let me go back to my house. Just help me walk there. I can’t take this anymore. I know you two took good care of me and I’m grateful… but the couple who understands everything should also know how to behave when a guest is at home — especially when I can’t move by myself.”

Sneha paused, caught off guard.
“What do you mean by ‘behave’?”

Gowtham knew this moment would come. He unveiled his card.

“I mean you and Suresh having sex in the middle of the night. Your moaning sounds… when I’m here struggling with my wounds. Won’t I feel tempted? I need that pleasure too. Do you forget how our last sex was? After such an encounter, my fate — I got into this accident. It’s torturous to stay here, hearing your moans without being able to do anything, just getting hard.”

He looked at her with raw hunger.

“That’s why I tried to kiss you. I know it’s risky with my leg like this, but I couldn’t control it. See, I can’t handle this. I cannot ask you and Suresh to avoid sex — you are a married couple, I don’t have a say. Instead, moving back to my place would be right.”

Gowtham said, you never know how i'm internally breaking, i cannot sit quiter for even a minute, now i need someone even to go for Bathroom, I need you to pee, bath, my immobility makes me feels like useless and you rejected me at my worst moment.

The moment you reject me, i felt like, i'm a useless person. 


Sneha stood still, struggling to respond. She wanted to say Not at all Gowtham. Internally she was processing and she realized what they had carelessly done — they should have avoided intercourse while Gowtham was staying with them and also not realizing how he would feel internally with her choice of words and rejections. 

Gowtham used the silent moment to his advantage.

He pulled down his shorts, took out his erect cock, and said, “Look what you are doing to me. 
Even if I need to masturbate and wash, I need someone’s help…”
and who else i would go, i only have you at the moment, for everything.. 
Gowtham kept his face burdened and sad. 

Sneha looked at him for a moment, then came closer.
“I’m sorry,” she said softly, sitting on the bed. “Let me help you.”

She started stroking him with her hand — firm, practiced strokes. Gowtham groaned, leaning back, enjoying her touch.
After a few minutes, he came hard in her palm, breathing heavily.

He pulled her in for a deep kiss and whispered against her lips, “I want you tomorrow. Tell him yourself.”
If you still treat me human like before. 

Sneha left the room without another word, her mind heavy.

---

The Next Morning

While Suresh and Sneha were out for their morning walk, 
she hesitatingly told him everything that had happened the previous night.

Suresh listened quietly, his jaw tightening slightly. When she finished, he stayed silent for a long moment, processing.
“I’m sorry for not letting you know in advance,” Sneha said softly. “I expected nothing would happen, but he…”

Suresh’s mind dragged him back to Henika and that afternoon in Aditya’s villa. 
He still didn’t know when he would come clean with her. Not now.

After a moment, he spoke, his voice calm but heavy.
“He is trying an emotional/sympathy trick now.”

Sneha looked at him, surprised. “Trick?”
Suresh exhaled slowly.

“Yes. I know we agreed to this. If not for this accident, you would have gone to him for another session. Strategically, we would have delayed it by one session a week. But now it will likely happen in our zone. It will just unwantedly increase his appetite and give him more control over you — over us. Getting us back to zero.”

Sneha asked, “What should we do then?”

Suresh said, “You have a reason now. Just tell him his body is not in good condition. Try to limit it — say you are not able to do it in the right position because of his leg pain. Give some reasons. Limit the intercourse sex, try to be using mostly with hands. Buy yourself some time.

Make sure he asks every time. 
Don’t do it yourself — that would only make it worse.”

Sneha nodded, a mix of reluctance and acceptance on her face.
From that night onward, a new routine quietly began. Without realizing.


The Night Came

Gowtham was already sitting up on the edge of the bed, his face flushed with obvious arousal. The moment she entered, his eyes darkened with hunger. He struggled but managed to shift slightly to the side, making space for her.


Sneha sat beside him without a word. She reached down and gently pulled his shorts lower, freeing his already hard cock. It stood thick and heavy in her hand. She wrapped her fingers around the base and began stroking him — slow, firm, mechanical movements, exactly as she and Suresh had discussed.

Gowtham groaned softly, leaning back on his elbows.
But after a minute, he shook his head.
“This isn’t enough… I need more tonight.”

Sneha’s hand paused. “Gowtham… your leg—”

“Missionary,” he breathed, voice thick with lust. “Just once. I want to feel you under me.”
She shook her head gently but firmly.

“No. It could strain your leg badly. The doctor said minimum movement.”
Gowtham’s eyes flashed with frustration, but he quickly masked it with a softer tone.

“Then… ride me,” he whispered. “Please. I want to feel you around me. Just for a little while.”

Sneha hesitated for a long moment. She could see the raw need in his eyes, the way his cock throbbed in her palm. She knew refusing completely might make things worse — he was already emotional and unpredictable. With a quiet, reluctant sigh, she gave in.
“…Just this once.”
She stood up, lifted her nighty, and pulled it over her head, leaving herself completely naked. Gowtham’s eyes devoured her body as she climbed onto the bed and straddled his hips.

She positioned herself over his cock, rubbing the thick head against her entrance a few times before slowly sinking down. A soft gasp escaped her as he stretched her open. Gowtham groaned deeply, his hands immediately gripping her waist.
Sneha began to ride him — slow, controlled movements. She braced her hands on his chest, rolling her hips in steady circles, taking him deep but never losing rhythm. Her breathing remained measured. She kept her eyes half-closed, refusing to look at his face directly. There were no loud moans, no passionate kisses. This was duty. Mechanical. Necessary.

Gowtham, however, was lost in pleasure. He gripped her hips tightly, fingers digging into her soft flesh as he tried to thrust up weakly from below. His groans grew louder, more desperate.
“Fuck… Sneha… you feel so good…”

She didn’t respond. She simply kept moving — up and down, rolling her hips in that same deliberate pace, giving him what he craved without surrendering herself to it.
After several long, intense minutes, Gowtham’s body tensed. With a low, shuddering groan, he came hard inside her, pulsing deep within her warmth. Sneha stayed still until he finished, then carefully lifted herself off him.

Without saying a word, she cleaned herself with a towel from the side table, helped him clean and she got herself clean.
 slipped her nighty back on, and left the room. 

Truth Out
The next morning, during their walk, the weight finally became too heavy.


They had walked in comfortable silence for some time when Suresh gently stopped her near their usual stone bench in the park. The early sun was just rising, painting the sky in soft orange hues.
“I want to speak with you,” he said quietly.

Sneha sat beside him, sensing the seriousness in his tone. She looked at him proudly, still glowing from how well he was doing at V-Activate. “What is it?”

Suresh took a deep breath and began explaining everything — how he had helped Aditya in the meetings, the new talent acquisition strategies he proposed, the circulars, the way he had impressed the entire group. Sneha listened with shining eyes, clearly proud of her husband’s rising status.
But then his voice grew heavier.


“Last week… Aditya took me to meet an ‘important client’. But it wasn’t a client.”

Sneha’s smile slowly faded as Suresh narrated the entire incident — how Aditya had introduced Henika, how he had locked them in the room, how Henika had come onto him, and how, in a moment of weakness and built-up tension, he had given in.

He told her everything. 
When he finished, there was complete silence.

Sneha’s face went pale. Her eyes welled up with tears instantly. 
She looked at him, hurt, shocked, and betrayed all at once.
“You… you had sex with her?” Her voice cracked.

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Chapter 154 - Silent Punishment

“You… you had sex with her?” Her voice cracked.
Suresh nodded, unable to meet her eyes fully.

“I’m so sorry, Sneha. I should have told you immediately. I felt disgusted with myself the moment it was over. I kept thinking… this must be how you felt sometimes too. The guilt. The confusion. I didn’t know how to face you.”

Tears slipped down Sneha’s cheeks. She turned her face away, breathing shakily.
For a long moment, neither of them spoke.

Finally, Sneha wiped her tears and looked at him with trembling lips.
“So… while I was struggling every night, trying to limit things with Gowtham for us… you were with another woman?”

Not every night, it was just one day. 
Suresh reached for her hand, but she pulled it back slightly.

“I’m not justifying it,” he said quietly. “I was weak at that moment. But I want you to know — it meant nothing. It was just physical. I felt empty afterwards. Unlike what you have with Gowtham… this was forced on me. Still, I should have stopped it. I’m sorry.”

Sneha stared at the ground, fresh tears falling.
The morning sun continued to rise around them, but the warmth between them felt suddenly cold.

Sneha could not accept it.


The words kept slicing through her like shards of glass. Even as she and Suresh walked back from the park that morning, the morning sun warm on their skin, her mind replayed his confession on an endless, cruel loop. Henika. A fucking model. She could picture it too clearly — that tall, lithe beauty with perfect tits and long legs, straddling her husband.

Am I not enough for him anymore?

The hurt curdled into something colder, sharper. 
By the time they reached home, her decision was made.

If he can fuck another woman behind my back, 
then I won’t make it easy for him either.

That night, when Gowtham’s message lit up her phone at 1 AM — Can you help me , take me to pee. — Sneha didn’t hesitate. She waited for a moment, she doesn't want to sleep near Suresh.  slipped out of the marital bed without a word, her silk nightie whispering against her thighs as she padded barefoot to the guest room. She didn’t return to Suresh afterward.

First Night

Gowtham was already waiting, naked, his cock rock-hard and throbbing against his stomach. His eyes darkened with raw hunger when she stepped inside and locked the door. Without speaking, Sneha peeled off her nightie, letting it pool at her feet. Her full breasts spilled free, nipples already stiff with a mixture of rage and forbidden arousal. She climbed onto the bed, straddled him, and guided his thick shaft to her entrance.

She was wet — soaking, actually — her pussy lips slick and swollen from the storm of emotions inside her. In one smooth, deliberate motion she sank down, taking every inch of him until her clit pressed against his pelvis. A low, guttural moan escaped her lips.

“Ahh… Gowtham…”

She started slow, almost mechanical, rolling her hips in controlled circles, feeling his cock stretch and fill her completely. But soon the anger fueled her. Her pace quickened. She planted her hands on his chest and began riding him harder, her heavy breasts bouncing with every downward thrust. The wet, obscene sounds of her pussy sliding up and down his shaft filled the room — schlick-schlick-schlick.

“Fuck… yes… right there,” she gasped, loud enough for the walls to carry every syllable straight to the master bedroom.

Gowtham groaned beneath her, gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks, thrusting up to meet her. " Sneha… you’re so fucking tight tonight…”

She rode him like she was punishing the cock inside her, grinding her clit against him on every downstroke until her thighs trembled. When he finally came, pulsing hot and thick deep inside her cunt, she stayed seated on him, letting his cum flood her womb while she caught her breath. Then she climbed off without a single kiss, his seed already leaking down her inner thighs.


She cleaned herself in his bathroom, then lay on the far side of his bed, back turned to him, silent.

In the master bedroom, Suresh lay awake in the darkness, staring at the ceiling.

Every moan had been a knife twisting in his chest. He knew exactly what she was doing.  This was her punishment.


Second Night

The next night, Sneha went to Gowtham even earlier.

She pushed him roughly onto his back the moment the door closed. “On your back,” she ordered, voice low and commanding. She climbed over his face, lowering her already dripping pussy onto his mouth. Gowtham didn’t hesitate — his tongue dove deep, lapping at her folds, sucking on her swollen clit like a starving man.

Sneha grabbed the headboard and ground herself against his face, smearing her juices over his lips and chin. “Eat me… fuck, just like that…” Make me feel worthy.. im not lesser than that model slut.. Her moans were louder now, shameless. She rocked faster, using his tongue like a toy. When she came the first time, her thighs clamped around his head and she cried out sharply, “Gowtham—!” Her juices flooded his mouth.

She didn’t give him time to recover. She slid down his body, impaled herself on his cock in one brutal motion, and started bouncing. Her ass slapped loudly against his thighs with every drop. Her tits bounced wildly, nipples hard as pebbles.
“Deeper… fuck me deeper, Gowtham!” she moaned, loud and filthy, making sure every word reached Suresh’s ears.

She came again, harder this time, her pussy clenching and fluttering around his shaft as she screamed his name. Gowtham groaned and emptied himself inside her again, thick ropes of cum painting her insides.

Afterward, Sneha rolled off, cleaned up, and curled up on the far side of the guest bed, back turned to him once more.

Suresh spent another sleepless night alone. The sounds of his wife cumming on another man’s tongue and cock echoed in his skull. The guilt over Henika now mixed with a deep, aching pain that settled heavy in his chest.  He deserved this torment.



Third Night

On the third night, Sneha was almost cruel in her detachment.

She entered Gowtham’s room like a woman possessed. She shoved him down, straddled him reverse-cowgirl so he could watch her ass bounce, and sank onto his cock with a long, throaty moan. Her hips rolled in filthy, hypnotic circles — slow and deep at first, then faster, slamming down so hard the bed creaked. Her ass cheeks rippled with every impact. Sweat glistened on her back. Her heavy breasts swayed pendulously as she rode him with intense, focused fury.

“Fuck… Gowtham… your cock feels so good stretching me,” she gasped deliberately loud, voice dripping with sex. “Harder… make me cum again!”

When Gowtham tried to sit up and pull her down for a kiss, she turned her face away coldly and kept riding, using him purely for her pleasure. Her moans turned into filthy cries. “Yes… right there… fill me!”

She came violently, her pussy gushing around him, juices dripping down his balls. Only then did she let him finish, milking every drop of his cum deep inside her with rhythmic squeezes of her inner walls.

Afterward, she cleaned herself again, then lay on the far side of his bed, silent and distant.

In the master bedroom, Suresh sat on the edge of their empty bed, head in his hands. The silence around him felt heavier than any scream. Every explicit moan, every slap of skin, every cry of another man’s name had carved itself into his soul. He understood perfectly. She was punishing him with the very weapon he had used against her.

Sneha was spiraling.

She was using Gowtham’s cock not just for pleasure, but as a blade. Every loud, deliberate orgasm, every night she chose to sleep away from her husband, was a clear message:

You hurt me. Now feel it.

Yet every morning, during their walks, she remained ice-cold — sleeping on the far edge of the marital bed, refusing Suresh’s touch, speaking only when necessary. The fragile warmth they had only just begun to rebuild was freezing solid.

Suresh carried his guilt in silence, knowing he deserved every agonizing second.
But the marriage that had barely started healing was now cracking wide open under the weight of two betrayals — one confessed in shame, the other weaponized in raw, dripping, moaning vengeance.

The fourth night was put on hold as Ramya came back from hostel.
Suresh know he has 3 days.. to console her before something goes awry 

and the 6th week approaching will be a sign Gowtham has to move away from his house. 

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Chapter 155- Practical Love and Painful Truths


The sixth week began with a fragile surface calm.

Ramya’s presence at home forced everyone to play their roles. Sneha smiled more, spoke politely with Suresh in front of their daughter, and made sure the house felt normal. For three nights, the three of them shared the master bedroom — Ramya between her parents. Sneha and Suresh lay on either side of their daughter, close enough to touch if they reached out, yet no words passed between them after the lights went off. The silence was heavy, polite on the outside, but filled with unspoken guilt and exhaustion.

On Monday morning, Suresh handed Sneha the car keys.
“I have an early meeting. Take the car, if you are taking Gowtham for doctor visit. I’ll go by bike.”

Sneha nodded without argument. She helped Gowtham into the passenger seat, his movements still careful but noticeably better. Suresh watched them leave from the balcony, a storm of his own guilt churning inside him.

---

At the hospital, the doctor examined Gowtham’s leg, removed the final bandage, and asked him to walk a few steps. 
Gowtham moved with surprising ease.

“Any pain?” the doctor asked.
“None at all,” Gowtham replied honestly. 
“Actually… it had gotten much better last week itself.”
He didnt realize he is blurting truth, while he had lied and faked past week. 

Sneha, standing beside him, felt a sharp sting. He had been faking the severity all this time — the falls, the helpless act, the midnight calls.
She said nothing, but the realization settled heavily in her chest.

While they waited for the chief doctor’s final consultation, Sneha stepped out to pay for a new X-ray. Gowtham sat alone in the corridor.
That’s when Varsha and Mirna walked in.

Varsha was dressed in a crisp, confident salwar — poised, professional, and carrying a thick file. Mirna stood beside her like a quiet guardian.
Gowtham’s eyes widened. “Varsha…? How did you know I was here today?”

Varsha gave a small, steady smile. “I got to know from nurse, the second time when i came to hospital to mee you. I remembered.”
Its a long term, that's why i didn't come to meet your or attempt to meet you. 

She stepped forward and handed him the file.
“Open it.”

Gowtham flipped through the pages — detailed market research, financial projections, investor pitch decks, competitor analysis, even a complete business plan for his AI startup. Everything was meticulously prepared.

He looked up, stunned. “Why… why did you do all this?”

Varsha took a deep breath, her voice calm but sincere.
“I’m not good with emotional words, Gowtham. When I try, it comes out wrong. So instead of writing a hundred love letters, I did this. I know you want to start fresh. These six weeks would have been wasted for you. I worked on it so you wouldn’t lose time.”

She paused, then continued softly, “I don’t see anyone marrying me if they know my full story… my shades. So consider these papers as my practical love letter. If you don’t want it, it’s fine. All the best for your future. But if you still want to test me… try me… then let’s begin our friendship properly. That’s all I wanted to say.”

For the first time in weeks, Varsha looked at him with clear eyes — no desperation, no games, just quiet strength.
Before Gowtham could respond, Varsha turned and left with Mirna.

Hurt

Sneha returned at that exact moment and saw the two women walking away. 
She forced a playful smile, trying to mask the exhaustion and confusion about his fakeness swirling inside her.


“Who were they? Your new lovers?” She asked playfully. 

Gowtham, still processing the file in his hands, smirked without thinking.
The words slipped out before he could soften them — raw, crude, and dripping with arrogance.

His arrogance came from moment he realize, Varsha the women he loves can do anything for him, not just emotionally, she is practical and get him a bright future. 

Sneha looked like a doll he use for sex, before Varsha. 

Not two lovers just one, he said.
oh, her voice gone down with curiosity and processing. 

“Don’t worry, my dear. Even if I marry her… I’ll find a way to keep filling your cunt.
A slut like you can’t get any real peace with just Suresh’s dick anyway.”

The words landed like a slap across her face.

That too he uttered publicly when people are around. 
Sneha froze. Her playful smile shattered completely. Her face went pale, eyes widening in shock and pain. 
For a second, she couldn’t breathe — the humiliation burned through her chest like acid.

Slut.

That single word echoed in her mind, louder than anything else. After weeks of taking care of him, helping him bathe, feeding him, supporting him through his recovery… this was how he saw her. Not as a woman who had shown him kindness. Not even as someone he once claimed to care for. Just a convenient hole he could use on the side.

Her hands trembled slightly at her sides. The file he was holding suddenly felt like proof of how little she truly meant to him — a practical gesture from Varsha, while she had been reduced to this.

Gowtham noticed the shift in her expression too late. He tried to laugh it off as a joke, but the damage was already done.
The air between them had turned ice-cold.

Sneha didn’t say a word. She simply turned and walked toward the hospital corridor, her steps mechanical, her eyes stinging with unshed tears.
Inside her chest, something finally broke.

[heygiwriter]

A dignified lady HR Mirna coming along with Varsha to hospital (6th week when the patient came for follow up checkup) is not looking justifying (to the hype given to her role)

Because they are working together as a team, she is her mentor, and even earlier i hinted, she is going to Varsha homes.

[heygiwriter]

Superb

How a fresher like varsha prepare something like this. Gowtham had done the paperwork even before he met his friend. Did varsha not know Gowtham will move out again. Or will he present this to Aditya and join the hands. May be Sneha would have thought she should punish Suresh making him father of Gowtham child. Now without any job she has to beg in streets with that child and turn full time prostitute from full time housewife.  Waiting for more

Every achievers are a fresher at sometimes. The learn as they proceed. She researched herself, this subtly telling how sincere she is with respect to helping Gowtham.

[heygiwriter]

Gowtham's sudden change of colours and slipping of his tongue ' Slut'... may please take care to descent his charecter naturally and smoothly ( instead of wrapping up suddenly )

Please ignore if it is otherwise

That's his character, he takes people for granted. 

Jiiva even reminds him in one of chapter, 

"Jiiva shook his head. “Your arrogance has no place, Gowtham. You look calm one moment, serious the next. You know why you don’t have many friends after all these years? Because of this attitude - taking people for granted.”

Yes he changes colors like chameleon.

[heygiwriter]

Gowtham called varsha as slut. Shamelessly she is proposing to him. Gowtham called sneha as slut. Will she too propose as we see some possessive character display when she saw two ladies with Gowtham.

There is a difference between why it didn't bother Varsha and why it bother Sneha.

[heygiwriter]

Predicting next curve is tough at this point, I predicted Sneha to be with Gautham to punish Suresh and end up getting drowned in sexual pleasure with Gautham and slowly emotionally detach herself from Suresh but first ball is a googly, She was called slut and I think the affair between Gautham and Sneha is practically over unless Sneha thinks about revenge and this time hell bent on destroying Gautham so she might act as a slut. Otherwise I do not see her going back to Gautham, infact she might kick him out of house. Her emotional state with Suresh won't improve as she might think he doesn't value her either hence cheated her, I would be really surprised if the couple patch up this soon...

All signs point to Gautham will end up in V Activate group, he missed the chance of survey and questions so the 154 ideas selected might not be part of it or maybe Varsha has submitted his idea we will know soon....

~RCF

Good catch, the circular and interviews done when Gowtham was on bed rest. Naturally stopping his chance to submit. :) i carefully hid this fact subtly. and you catched it .

[heygiwriter]

Actually I have to say something why don't you write a story about this .


Take the same characters and story but write exactly opposite to highy
Because readers surprised by heighy writings.so you write exact opposite to highgy and satisfied all reader thoughts 

What do you say??

You follow all reader thoughts and every time slap sneha with your writings.

Does it means I'm not satisfying the readers :/ 

anyways, anyone are free to take characters from here and write a new perspective

[heygiwriter]

No way!

When we bring someone else’s child into our home, we lovingly play with and pamper the child for a while, and then respectfully return the child to the parents. We don’t keep the child with us forever!

We are all nothing in front of Heygi and I became his biggest fan. I will start reading his other stories soon once I come out of the Hangover of this story...

i didn't read it fully buddy i fear if it will influence me :)