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The reason why there are many comments against this writer is .

Many stories directly start with how bad or how brutal the main character is. we can understand that story is simply some forced brutal humiliating sex. if the story starts like that many readers will skip such stories as its not meant for them.


But most of your y stories they start with sense and sensibility.

ofcourse no stories here are morally correct. But there is some boundary line


there are stories in which wife might sceretly cheating husband forever or husband might be secretly enjoying forever

But here its forced manupulative crime kind of stories.



If alpha male concept we have to apply in real life

if gowtham is alpha male with hard dick and high testosterone levels for which sneha was submissive. Then there can be some random labour or repair man who can be more effective in sex than gowtham. we can take beggar also for that instance who can brutally and force and tame her. or an african man or some other species. so if we keep comparing there is always someone more higher or powerful than that person.


this concept applies to animals as aplha males


an alpha lion will take control of all female lions by fighting all other male lions. all other male lions will wait for their chance to fight with alpha waiting for its weakness. if alpha male is sick or weak they will take chance. even a lion cub who is offsring of the alpha male. the cub which grows has to fight with its alpha male to have sex with its sibblings or its mother or other lioness. so that is how animals alpha concept works .


no morals, no blood relationships

as long as it is strongest it will take control of the lioness.


also other male lions they wont wait to fight with alpha male even in its absence they will have sex with lioness

Many against me ?

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Sorry guys held up today. Tomorrow as it is holiday, i will come up with updates.  Good night guys

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Chapter 86 - Boundaries and Shadows

Gowtham’s face twisted in pain and fury. Without warning, he shoved Sneha hard. She fell backward onto the bed with a gasp.

He clutched his aching cock, groaning as sharp pain throbbed through him. “Fuck!” He collapsed beside her on the mattress, breathing heavily, eyes blurred from the sudden agony.

Sneha sat up quickly, staring at him. Her voice was cold and steady. “Tell me the truth now.”
Gowtham winced, still holding himself. “I… I just did it to calm you down. You saw me calling him — he wasn’t picking up. You were panicking. I wanted to make you believe everything was normal… so I could go out later and check on him myself.
but you didn’t seem to trust me.”

Sneha didn’t flinch. “Last night I told you everything. Suresh doesn’t want me walking around naked. But you still walked around nude.. Where did you get the confidence that you do whatever you can do with us. Rules are rules and it applies to everyone. 
And about what you did in the hall, from now on I don't want anything like that. 

Her voice turned steel. “From now on, you don’t touch me without my permission. Nothing. Not even a finger. And until I speak properly with Suresh… there is nothing between us.”

Gowtham lay there quietly, recovering. Inside, rage boiled like lava.
Permission? This bitch thinks she can treat me like a fucking dog? He had never submitted to anyone, and he wasn’t about to start. But he forced a calm mask over his face.
“Fine,” he muttered. “If that’s how you want it… I won’t touch you until you realize I was only trying to help.”
Sneha stood up and adjusted her nighty. “If it hurts, rest. But remember — anything that happens between us will only happen with my permission, and only inside this room.”
She walked out without another glance, leaving Gowtham seething on the bed.
You humiliated me, you fucking bitch… Just wait. I’ll drive both of you so far apart you’ll have no one left but me. And then you’ll crawl back to my cock begging for it.

10 Mins Back -  In the guest bedroom

Suresh had locked the door the moment he entered. 
A new email notification lit up his mobile screen:


Subject: Interview Confirmation
Time: 11:00 AM Today
Location: Head Office : V-Activate Group

A quiet, satisfied smile formed on his face.  V-Activate wasn’t just any company — it was a massive conglomerate with nearly nine verticals: IT, Healthcare, Industries, Automobiles, Infrastructure, and more. Entering the main group was a rare opportunity most people only dreamed of.


When Suresh had informed his current boss about leaving for a better opportunity, his boss had personally recommended him to V-Activate. After all, their current company was also under the same giant group. The recommendation had come with strong backing — and now the interview was confirmed.


He quickly opened his laptop only to attach the experience certificate they had asked for, sent the email, and closed it. He slipped the laptop back under the bedsheet, safely hidden. He had been careful. The laptop had no password (Sneha often used it to watch movies), so he made sure to delete the browser history and move the email into a hidden folder. He slipped the laptop under the bedsheet, out of sight.


This new role came with a much higher salary, frequent overseas travel, and the perfect excuse to stay away for days or even weeks. Clean detachment. No explanations. Just professional growth.


Suresh took a long bath, dressed in a sharp formal shirt and trousers that showed off his fresh haircut, and gathered his files. He looked like a new man — confident, sharp, and in control.

He sat on the bed, waiting for the inevitable knock. The aroma of masala poori and potato curry was already drifting from the kitchen. Her guilt cooking, he thought coldly.

In the kitchen 

Sneha moved with quiet determination. She was cooking Suresh’s favorite - Poori and Masala potato curry — the aroma filling the entire house. It was her silent apology, her way of trying to pull him back.


Gowtham finally emerged from the bedroom, now wearing shorts, his expression dark and unreadable. He leaned against the wall, watching her cook. In his mind, dark thoughts swirled.



You think you can set rules now? Humiliate me and then play the devoted wife?

Just wait… I’ll make sure neither of you escapes this trap.


He wasted no time and he got ready for his next act.
Sneha.. I'm sorry.... 

Sneha looked at him, a sudden doubt creeped her.


By any chance! Did you already know my husband would be here? Is that why you inserted yours in my mouth exactly the moment he entered the door?... For your thrill. For your fantasy?.


How would I know he would come at time? I'm clueless like you.. and i didnt even notice him.. See.. Yea i had fantasy, yea i wanted him to be watch us.. We have already done it some times.. But what happened in the morning is co-incidental.

I didn't even notice the door was open. And the reason I do that is to change your mood. I promise on myself, I truly wanted to cool you.. Nothing else, not fantasy, not to show something before Surya. I have no reason to do it when you guys are good to me.





Sneha knew she was the one carelessly left the door open.. She had even seen him calling him over the phone.. Maybe its coincidental she thought.. May be his intention was only to cool me? Divert me? like he claim. 


Sneha looked confused.. That's when Gowtham began..


Gowtham asked “do I look like a demon who would play with you like that”.. Why would I even do that? It hurts me that you think of me that low. We had sex plenty of times. Cuddled and embraced each other, I never knew you would doubt me like that. 

There was a moment of silence between then.. Sneha was clearly in confusion that moment.


He cleared his throat.. Should I apologize to him? I shall do it if there is any misunderstanding or cause to a rift between you two.


Sneha softened a bit. She said ignore let the past be past, but right now let me clearly tell you, i suspect something.. I'm his wife i know clearly there is something wrong with him. Until i figure out what's troubling him, or if all things are okay between us.. I think we should stop it.. I know you are going back to Chennai in months. But he is above all to me.

I should figure out what is troubling him.. Sneha glanced toward the guest room door, hoping Suresh would come out soon. The house felt heavier than ever — filled with secrets, lies, and unspoken threats.


Suresh sat inside, staring at the closed door with cold detachment, waiting for her knock.

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Chapter 87 - The Open Talk and Cryptic Message


10 Minutes later…

Sneha opened the door. He stood there looking sharp in his formal clothes, new black haircut perfectly styled, exuding a confidence she hadn’t seen in years.

“I made your favorite,” Sneha said softly. “It’s poori and masala. Come to the dining table…” Her voice carried guilt and hope. “Come to eat.”


Sneha lingered at the door. “Your hair… It looks really good. You look younger.”
Suresh gave a small nod but didn’t smile. “New chapter. New look.”

An awkward silence stretched between them. 
Sneha wanted to say more — to apologize, to ask what was really happening inside his head — but his calm detachment made the words die in her throat.

She stepped closer than necessary. “Your hair looks really handsome,” she said softly, reaching up to gently run her fingers through the fresh cut at the back of his head. At the same time, she “accidentally” let her soft breasts brush against his arm and asked, “Why do you seem a bit changed all of a sudden… from your looks?”

Suresh replied, “Nothing sudden. I need to be presentable for the world, right? I mean, at the office. New people are coming in… Just that.”

Sneha continued, “About this morning… are you angry with me? I promise you, that was not intended. I truly worried for you. I panicked when I didn’t find you. This is the second time you disappeared without telling me. Gowtham was just trying to cool me down. For him, sex is the way he knows. But I warned him. I asked him not to do anything without permission. I even scolded him. I won’t have sex with him until I speak and get clarity with you.”

She took his hand and said, “Somewhere deep down, I feel you are distancing from me. If anything is bothering you, please tell me. I will fix it. For us, for our love and marriage…”

Suresh laughed. Nothing like that.. See I'm busy with new responsibilities at office, its purely business. He was telling her as he comb his hair, 
“See, you and him have already had sex plenty of times. 
Having it again won’t change anything, and stopping also doesn’t change anything. 
So it naturally doesn’t affect me.” So don't overthink.

But why i feel some off Suresh, could be some misunderstanding? Suresh... Sneha asked.

Suresh didn’t want to entertain this talk. 
He turned, caught her shoulder, and said, “I don’t misunderstand anything. I perfectly know things.  

“Is this the answer?” Sneha asked. “I’m trying to speak my heart out. Won’t you see that? You are settling in the guest room, not even speaking with me properly, and suddenly you are talking about business. And you disappear sometimes. What do you even think?”

Suresh pressed her shoulder firmly and sent a direct yet cryptic message:

“Sneha? What I’m doing now is for the future. I need privacy and space for the future I'm working on Yes, it has no space for you in the room as it is company stuff. Later I may have to travel often and will be available only on weekends. What will you complain about then?”

cryptic message:
Sneha? What I'm doing now is for the future (Obviously its my own Future)..

I need privacy and space for the future I'm working on Yes, it has no space for you in the room as it is company stuff (You don't belong to me now). 
Later I may have to travel often and will be available only on weekends (I Will Leave you Soon). What will you complain about then?

Sneha said, “We didn’t speak about that. You didn’t inform me?”
Suresh replied, “Actually, I didn’t have time to tell you clearly. It all happened suddenly.”

Sneha shook her head slowly. “I thought you were upset or angry about something… like after I had sex with Gowtham.”
Suresh shook his head. “No, I’m not angry or upset. I have much better things to worry about, Sneha.”
Sneha insisted, “No, I know you. You didn’t speak or spend time with me like before!”
Suresh turned to her and asked, “How were we before? When did we speak? From Friday to Sunday, I was a man who was hardly seen anyway because Ramya was there. On other days, I go early and come back in the evening. We speak little and spend some time in bed. That continues now too. The only thing that has changed these days is that Gowtham sleeps with us, and as I started working on new projects I'm sleeping in separate room. That gives you plenty of time with him and little time with me. Rest… you are overthinking.”

Sneha was not convinced. She opened her mouth to speak, but Suresh stopped her. “See, I have important work. I need to go now.”
Sneha said, “I prepared your favorite…”
“Okay then, let’s go and have it,” Suresh told himself in his mind, I pay the rent, I buy the stuff. Let her at least do this for me.

Gowtham watched everything from a distance, sipping coffee. His grip on the mug tightened. 
He was glad that Suresh didn't give any damn about them..

He was furious only at Sneha, for how she had treated him minutes back and how she suddenly neglects him and gave attention to her cuck husband.

Keep trying, bitch. Cook for him. Bat your eyes. It won’t save you.

His inner voice turned darker. I’ll make sure Suresh drifts so far away that you’ll have no one left but me. 
And when that day comes, you’ll drop to your knees and beg for my cock yourself.

---

10 Minutes later
Suresh finished eating, washed his hands, picked up his files, and walked toward the main door.
“I have an important meeting,” he said without looking back. “Don’t wait for me tonight.”
The door clicked shut behind him.

---

The wait at V-Activate Group headquarters dragged painfully.
He had reached by 10:30 AM, but the interview process kept getting delayed. Snacks and coffee were provided in the waiting lounge, followed by packed dinner boxes in the evening. Several candidates grew frustrated — some shouted at the HR staff and stormed out. By 5 PM, only three people remained in the waiting area: Suresh, one other man, and a woman in her late thirties.
Suresh sat calmly through it all. His mind was elsewhere.

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Chapter 88 - Interview Day


The wait at V-Activate Group headquarters dragged painfully.

Suresh had reached by 10:30 AM, but the interview process kept getting delayed. It was one of the biggest groups in the region, yet nothing seemed to be moving. The receptionist only asked candidates to enter their name and time of arrival — nothing more.

Time crawled to 11:30 AM. No one had been called yet. Around 15–20 candidates had gathered. Some boasted about their strong references, claiming the job was already theirs. At 12, one woman lost her temper and openly blamed the interviewers for wasting everyone’s time.
Snacks and coffee were served in the waiting lounge, followed by packed lunch boxes by 1 PM. The receptionist asked everyone to assemble again by 1:30 PM.

As the hours passed, frustration grew. Several candidates shouted at the HR staff and stormed out. One man said he needed to buy groceries and would return the next day if the interview was rescheduled. By 5 PM, only three people remained in the waiting area: Suresh, one other man, and a woman in her late thirties.

Suresh sat calmly through it all. Not because of interview or some strategy.. he just had a silent time for himself . .and exactly His mind was elsewhere.

How do I move away cleanly? When should I file for divorce? Should I wait until the new job is confirmed? How do I ensure Ramya doesn’t suffer?
He remained measured and patient, staring into space while replaying his marriage in his head.

A muscular man in his late thirties suddenly entered the lounge holding an interview file. 
He sat down heavily in the chair next to Suresh.
“Damn traffic,” he muttered. “Is the interview still going on?”

Suresh snapped out of his thoughts. “You should register your name at the reception first. They’re strict about it. Don’t wait here clueless.”
This was the only thing he had said the entire day. The man nodded and went to the reception.

The woman near her said hi.. I'm Vinodhini Rakesh.
It seems you know to speak,, I'm seeing from the morning you only open your mouth now.  
Every other throwing tantrums and leaving out?

You didn't want to go out?
she questioned. 

Suresh said.. Until the staff says, we should not... 
Suresh in his head, is only buying time here in the new atmosphere to try to calm  himself and plan for his unknown next.

She continued.. sorry to bother.. but like a woman in the noon said, isn't the Time is Precious,
I'm surprised why you don't have an urge to ask them?

Suresh calmly said.. A group like this definitely know the value of Time. 
If they are making us wait, there should be a reason.. We should honor it.


A few minutes later, the receptionist asked everyone to move to the next room as the interview would begin shortly. 
Inside the room, only Suresh and the woman from earlier remained.

She smiled and started casually, “So where are you from?”
Suresh replied, “Bangalore. Just a 10-minute drive.”

“Like others said, do you have any recommendations or references?”
“I do,” Suresh answered calmly.

“Who is it? A big shot?” she asked.

Suresh gave a small smile. “That’s unnecessary. It’s just a reference. We never know who they will choose or why until they see if we are the right fit. From morning, many people boasted about their recommendations. If the person inside had to give jobs to all the recommended candidates, the company would crumble. A reference is just a visiting card — someone saying ‘I know this person, he may suit you.’ That’s it.”


After hearing this, the woman sitting nearby smiled and extended a sheet. 
“I’m sure V-Activate Group doesn’t need your recommendation letter, because you’ve already been selected. This is your appointment order. The company chief personally reviewed the shortlisted profiles and approved you.”


This is your appointment order.
The company chief personally reviewed the shortlisted profiles and approved you.”

“Without an interview?” Suresh asked, surprised.
She smiled. “All this time, we have been interviewing you.”

“Welcome to V-Activate Group. You can collect your access card from the lobby. 
The staff will guide you next.”

Suresh went to the lobby and received his access card. 
The staff informed him, “The CEO is waiting for you. Use the card to enter.”

Suresh felt a rush of happiness. In just one day, he had received an offer. he don't even know if the CEO is Men or Women. Going by what his boss said, with 15+ experience, the people the chief they call must be old.. He assumed he should leave a good  impression on them.

As he swiped the card, the door opened to a big, luxurious, futuristic room.
The moment he stepped inside, he froze in shock.
The person sitting on the CEO chair.. 


Wait what? “You are the CEO?”?

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Ramya Should Know, Mother adultery and Father is Cuck.

I'm very hesitant to involve kids, inside story even as a by stander who witness .. let them have peace, let only adults suffer :) So i nmy stories kids will be part of the setup but not into the themes even remotely :)

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Expect the unexpected. That is the USP of Heygi. He is a master story-weaver. When you think you have figured it out, you are absolutely wrong.
Everything is very sharp & well-honed. Exceptional writer with some of the most engaging stories.

Thank you Mukul :)

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This story worth to go another 100 episodes.  Sneha and Gowtham would have started their bed games once suresh left. She will be still fucking when he returns in the midnight. Are they still in rented house. I thought it is own house. Why suddenly gowtham turned like a grudge to break the family. Having known she has a daughter, how far does he think she will go for his dick. Already she gave a fear of breaking his dick. I guess somewhere down the lane, author lost track deciding whether making suresh a cuck or not. At some point when suresh masturbated thrice everything got changed. The major mistake gowtham did is he did not invite suresh to participate. Instead took more advantage and over powered on Sneha. She was again thinking it was everything both Gowtham and Suresh planned.  Will Ramya come to know about her moms adultery.

Thank you.. i have already gave answer on ramya :)

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Very interesting !

Thanks

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Vinod V - Its my mistake //

As he was about to leave the flat, he accidentally picked up Sneha’s phone (same model and colour, no password) thinking it was his. When he opened it to check routine good morning message, the latest chat with Gowtham stared back at him:

Gowtham: I will come in the evening. Let’s show him a good show, darling.
Sneha: Okay darling ❤️

He scrolled up. Dozens of messages. During the rule discussing sessions. Sneha acted as Gowtham’s mouthpiece, helping modify and twist rule Suresh had set.

That was the final betrayal.

He know Sneha kind of co-orchestrating it for Gowtham, but he didnt think there was not even a honesty.. 

That moment, he decided, i dont want her.. i dont want this family.. Let me move out.. i dont want any fucking thing from here.. 

He kept her phone on the place as it is and took his mobile and move out disappointed.

// 


Fixed this part.. The phone he don't carry her's for entire day.

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Chapter 89 - The Real Interview & New Boss


Suresh stepped into the luxurious, futuristic room. The moment the door closed behind him with a soft click, his eyes locked onto the man sitting behind the massive CEO desk.

It was him.

The same muscular man in his late thirties who had arrived late, complained about traffic, and sat next to him in the waiting lounge. He now leaned back in the CEO chair with calm authority, a slight smirk playing on his lips. Vinodhini stood quietly to his right, arms folded, watching Suresh with a knowing smile.
Suresh froze.

“You… are the CEO?” he asked, stunned.
The man chuckled deeply and stood up, extending a firm hand. “Aditya. Chief of V-Activate Group. Welcome to the family, Suresh.” 
He asked did you read the offer letter Mr.Suresh

As Suresh read, it stated… Core Team Member - Analyst - V-ACT Group.
Suresh stunned what Core team member?... I'm still trying to process everything. “I… I thought I was here for a marketing role.”

“Marketing?” Aditya laughed. “That was just the bait we put on the hook. You were never here for that. Sit down.”

Suresh lowered himself into the chair opposite him. 
Aditya’s eyes were sharp, calculating.

Sir i dont have any idea what is happening, i believed i applied for a marketing position and how did i even pass the interview, whats the criteria? I'm confused.


Criteria? Interview? Okay let me explain this. 

“We deliberately delayed the start of the interview. We kept everyone clueless. Most candidates were restless, checking their phones, sweating, complaining. But you? You were  unbothered and attentive to the surroundings -  that cold calmness… that’s exactly what I look for.” Given you are in an important position, I need someone who could sustain any storm and you are one. 

Suresh thought, shit, I just lost myself because of my slut wife and her lover, and they call it focused and cold calmness.


Aditya then said when i came near to you.. To begin a conversation, you just asked me to register right? If you are a filthy and ambitious person you wouldn't warn or guide someone who came in for an interview for the same position you came for. .This proves you are in for fair game and honesty.
Sures thought bullshit, you were about to disrupt my thinking about them..


And your answers about recommendation/reference.. That's what I'm looking into.. You would never use my name anywhere outside. It's just a visiting card, not your tool to get things done in a short cut. Or use that to take advantage. As a business man I will do that, but I don't expect that from my staff.


These are just final tests on you.. But we had selected you for a different reason. If you had failed today. You would have not heard it from me. Glad you passed long assessment and short one(today) 


Suresh frowned. “Long assessment t?”
Aditya smiled. “Yes, 10 long years.. Indirectly.”
Suresh 10 long?

He walked around the desk slowly. “I run more than 80 companies across India and abroad. In each one, I have a silent filter system. Every year, from every company, we pick the top 5 most trustworthy and level-headed staff. Only one from that list gets invited here — to the main group. This year… that person was you.”
Suresh sat speechless.

Aditya continued, “Your current boss recommended you when you told him you were looking to leave. But I already had your file long before that. What sealed it today wasn’t your resume. It was how you behaved when you thought no one important was watching. You helped a stranger. You stayed calm when others broke. You spoke wisely about references and patience. That’s rare.”


Sir, I still didn't understand what this has to do with me? How did you choose me among others? I'm very new to you, how do you trust me all of a sudden?   
Adita smiled. 

“Three years ago,” Aditya began, “your company was on the verge of a major crisis. Numbers didn’t add up. Auditors were closing in. Your boss was panicking. But you… you stepped in. You helped him fake a few documents, shifted some entries, and made the entire mess disappear. The company stabilized. No one ever found out. Not the auditors. Not the board. Only you and your boss knew the truth.”
Suresh’s face went pale. How could he possibly know?

Aditya smiled, reading his shock. “I know because I’m the shadow owner of that company. I found it. I hold the majority shares through layers no one sees. Your boss may be the face, but I’m the one who actually owns it. In short, I'm the boss of your boss. 

When you protected that secret for three full years without a single leak… that told me everything I needed to know about you.”
He paused, letting the words sink in.

Every year I pick the top 5 most trustworthy people. Only one makes it here — to the core group. This year, that person was you. Not because of any referral. You earned it. Every other candidate who came today had big recommendations. None of them had what I was looking for.”

At that moment, the side door opened. Suresh’s old boss, Viraj, walked in with a broad smile.
“Surprised?” Viraj laughed, patting Suresh on the shoulder. 
“I wanted to give you a better option than just another marketing job. I knew you were looking to move, but this… this will take you much higher.”
Trus me.


They had quite a
A few talks for 20 mins. Later Suresh realised its a golden offer. 


Aditya briefed what would be his role going forward. It is vast but for now you will manage accounts and control the hidden verticals. The dirty work. The grey areas that keep this entire empire running smoothly. Only a handful of people know about this side of the business. Vinodhini is one of them.”

Viraj added, “It’s not just natural selection, Suresh. You earned this. The way you handled that crisis three years ago proved you can keep secrets. Aditya needs someone he can trust completely, and I could not think of someone other than you..

He hates people who are ambitious climbers who will sell him out the moment things get messy.”

Aditya slid a thick offer letter across the desk. The package was staggering — almost double the salary, overseas allowances, luxury car, apartment, and complete discretion.

“Once you accept, there is no going back,” Aditya said, his voice turning serious. “This role demands absolute loyalty and absolute silence.”


Suresh Immediately agreed, he want something new, something big, that keeps him distracted and focused from memories of Sneha's Betrayal 





After the paperwork was signed and formalities completed, Viraj offered to drive Suresh home.

In the car, evening traffic crawled around them. Viraj kept one hand on the wheel and glanced at Suresh.

“Aditya is brilliant,” Viraj said quietly. “But he’s ruthless. If anyone cheats him or causes even the smallest issue, he destroys them. No mercy.”

Viraj paused, then continued with a darker tone. “Let me give you a classic example. Two years ago, one of his most trusted regional heads — a guy named Karan — started misusing his name, like using power to extort money behind his back. Aditya found out. Instead of firing him immediately, he played a long game. He arranged a private party at his farmhouse. Made Karan believe he was getting promoted. Then, in front of some executives, Aditya had Karan’s wife brought in — completely unaware. Announced her as a new girlfriend.
 
He made Karan watch while he fucked Karan’s wife right there in the party room. Slow, deliberate, humiliating. Karan was forced to smile and thank him for the ‘promotion.’. He had to obey else his name will be tarnished in the industy. The next morning, Karan was transferred to a remote branch with half the salary. His wife left him a week later.  He enjoys breaking people who betray him.”

Viraj looked at Suresh seriously. “He built this entire empire in record time by being ten steps ahead. And yes… he’s a known womanizer. He mixes business with pleasure whenever he wants. Just keep your head down, do your job, and never cross him. You’ll be fine.”

Suresh stared out the window, the weight of the day settling heavily on him.
The new job. The secrets. The power.
And now, the first clear warning about the dangerous man who had just become his real boss.

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Chapter 90 - Lingering Venom


Gowtham sat in the training room, staring blankly at the projector screen. The new batch of trainees — fresh faces eager to learn — had been waiting for nearly a week. He had given one lame excuse after another: system issues, client emergencies, sudden meetings. In reality, his mind was miles away, consumed by a single obsession.

Sneha.

Every day he thought about her, fantasizing about twisted sessions that would make her completely his. He was blinded by these thoughts even at the office. Irritated by his lack of attention, two women from the trainee group had complained to the company head.

Today had gone over the limit. He was totally distracted because of the morning events. Sneha had said no sex until she got clarity from Suresh, and he himself had declared he wouldn’t ask for it until she realized he wasn’t wrong. He had been planning his next scheme to lure and manipulate her back into bed.

That bitch Sneha thinks she can set rules? I’ll make her my cock slut.
I’ll break her so completely she’ll beg for me even when Suresh is in the next room.

The sound of the door opening snapped him out of his dark fantasy. 
The company head, Mr. Prakash, walked in with a stern expression, followed by two senior managers.
“What’s the status of the new trainee batch, Gowtham?” Mr. Prakash asked directly. “Any improvement? Development reports?”

Gowtham fumbled for words. Before he could answer, his immediate boss cut in sharply.
“What the hell have you been doing all week? These trainees are sitting idle while you give excuses! The management is watching this batch closely. If they don’t show progress soon, heads will roll — starting with yours.”

The head also expressed disappointment. “I appointed you because you are one of our sharpest assets. I’m disappointed in you, Mr. Gowtham.”
After the meeting ended and the bosses left, Gowtham turned his attention to the small group of lady trainees who had complained about his absence. There were four of them — one who spoke only Kannada, one fluent in English, one in Hindi, and a quiet Marathi girl.

To satisfy his bruised ego, he began the session with a fake smile. While explaining basic procedures, he started slipping in sharp Tamil curses under his breath whenever they asked questions or made small mistakes — words they weren’t supposed to understand.

“Summa iru di loosu…” (Shut up, you idiot) — muttered with a pleasant smile while correcting the Kannada girl.
“Pudungi eduthu oombu di…” (Suck it out, bitch) — whispered while the Hindi-speaking trainee struggled with a slide.
He laughed inside, enjoying the secret power trip. Complaining about me? I’ll make your training hell while smiling.

The session dragged on with his hidden venom. 
He purposefully ridiculed them for even small mistakes.

When it finally ended and everyone started packing up, 
the Marathi girl — who had been quiet the whole time - turned at the door..
She waited till everyone leave.. 

Then 
She looked straight at him and said calmly in perfect Tamil, “Enaku Tamil Theriyum(I Know Tamil Well).”

Then she walked out without another word.

Gowtham was shocked. She knew Tamil? 
So did she knew that i used unusable words on them?…

He suddenly remembered the warning from his boss. 
Now he had shown his anger toward the women — and one of them understood every word. 
That was it.
That little bitch…

The distraction due to The week’s obsession with Sneha had already spoiled his image and dented the trust in him at the company.  
Now this. His action would surely bring condemnation from the head.

Shit, he ran quickly to downstairs, but he could not find her. 
Shit, i messed up. 

His obsession with Sneha suddenly mixed with fresh humiliation. The game was getting more complicated — both at home and in the office.
And Gowtham was in no mood to lose either.

Soon, he got an idea, to get help from colleagues. 
He tried reaching out to his friends at the office to get the Marathi girl’s number, but nothing worked.
With reality slapping him hard, he finally came back home.

---

Suresh reached the house at the same time. He saw Gowtham walking ahead to his house, lost in thoughts. As Suresh entered the hall, Sneha received him warmly and gave him some vegetable soup.

“How did your day go? You said it was something important!” Sneha asked.

Suresh looked at her face. A strange smile came to his lips. Thanks to you too, he thought. I kept thinking about how to escape you and this house for a full long day at the interview… and it turned out to impress Aditya. He thinks I’m a focused and calm fellow.
A sudden laugh escaped him.

Sneha asked, “What is it? Why are you laughing?”
“Nothing,” he said. “In a way, thanks to you. Your poori and masala started my day with a good mood. [he lied] The meeting went well.” 
She was happy to hear that. Somewhere inside her heart, it gave her confidence. Maybe I’m just overthinking. He seems casual and usual as every day.

She didn’t stop there. She went to cook dinner — masala dosa, sambar, and chutney. Today, all potato masala items — his favorites.

It was around 8:30 PM. Sneha realized Gowtham hadn’t come yet. He was usually back by 7. It seemed unusual. She took her phone and called him, but it was busy. Minutes later, she reached his room and knocked. Gowtham seemed tense. He said he would come in a bit for dinner.
Gowtham was actually calling friends, trying to get the Marathi girl’s number. Nothing was working.

When Gowtham finally came to dinner, Suresh and Sneha were already eating. While Suresh enjoyed a feast, Gowtham remained lost in thoughts. Sneha noticed Suresh didn’t play any under-the-table games, no rubbing her thighs or teasing with his toe. She thought he might still be hurt from the morning incident. However, she was determined to change things, between her and Suresh.

After dinner, she quickly washed the vessels and arranged new sheets on the bed. Gowtham was still texting friends and explaining the situation.
Suresh had already set up his laptop with a movie, pretending to work in the guest room. Sneha came to the guest bedroom and said, “You can sleep there itself. I have arranged the bedroom.”

He looked at her and replied, “I’m not playing here. I will be on call. It will be odd if you sleep near me.”
She said, “I will ask Gowtham to sleep in his house, I hope that works"

Suresh stopped her. “I think you heard me wrong. I just want to be alone in the room while the meeting starts. It’s a new kind of work that will go on for some months. This has nothing to do with you or Gowtham, Sneha.” He assured her (he lied).

She stood there for a few minutes, then came out, locked the door, and returned to the master bedroom.
She noticed Gowtham was still on the sofa.

She didn’t say anything. Confusion, exhaustion — everything weighed on her. 
She changed into a light nighty and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

Gowtham came in 10 minutes later. 
He removed his clothes except for his shorts, as usual, and lay on the bed separately, staring at the fan, unsure of tomorrow’s state at the office.

Suresh, in the guest room, could not believe he had landed a job at such a prestigious group as a core member. He was on cloud nine, yet Viraj’s warning also made him worried.

For Gowtham, it was the Marathi girl.
For Sneha, it was Suresh.
For Suresh, it was the new place and Aditya.

They all had their own reasons, but the three of them felt sleepless at the same time, lost in their thoughts.

[heygiwriter]

No one is innocent bro, its not an love triangle. Everyone are obssessed over something, which is taking their toll on them. Suresh clearly thinks she is playing gowtham's cards. Sneha is in dilemma, she needs gowtham with Suresh approval. And Gowtham, he is playing the game started by Suresh. Whatever the outcome is, the one agreed to give his wife is to be blamed. Suresh is not a saint, by the way.

For that matter no one is saint here, its a messed up relationship.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 91 - Sneha's Admission and Varsha's demand


Thursday morning, 5:30 AM.

Sneha woke up earlier than usual. For the past many days, early morning sex with Gowtham had left her drained and sleepy, often waking up only after 6. Today, the absence of that exhaustion was noticeable. Her body felt lighter.

She stepped out of the bedroom and caught a glimpse of Suresh already dressed in track pants and a T-shirt, ready for a morning walk. He looked fresh and focused.

“Hey… I’m glad I could see you in the morning without you disappearing or missing,” she said softly, playfully, with a small smile on her face.

Suresh turned and gave her a mocking look. “I too get to witness you in the morning  fresh.”

Sneha’s face fell instantly. The remark clearly reminded her of how she had looked the previous morning — tired, freshly fucked, and completely naked when she had rushed out searching for him. She felt a sting of embarrassment.

“I’ll prepare coffee,” she offered quickly.
Suresh shook his head. “Maybe after the walk.”

Sneha felt a strange sense of relief after the small exchange. He is playing like before? It felt almost normal. But she doesn't know Suresh answer is not a playful tease its just a unbothered mockery. 

However, the small playful talk, she doesn't want to end, she waited in hall for his return wanting more.

By 6:30, Suresh returned from his walk, slightly sweaty. Sneha handed him a cup of hot coffee. While, Gowtham was still sleeping in the master bedroom.


She tried to continue the conversation. “Tomorrow I’m also coming to pick up Ramya. Don’t forget to call me, okay?”
Suresh nodded.

Then, hesitantly, she added, “I didn’t have sex with Gowtham last night.”
Suresh raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”
Sneha searched his face. “Won’t you ask why?”
“Why?” he asked calmly.

She took a deep breath. “I feel you are disturbed after my long sessions with him. I know you are deeply hurt, right? I thought you wanted it.  but I could see no other reason for your silence recently. I thought this might help to ease you if you are hurt.”

Suresh gave a small smile. Inside his mind, a cold voice echoed: You having sex with him is not my problem. You siding with him and setting rules on me — that was the problem. The Betrayal. But it’s too late now. I’m done with that, Sneha.

Sneha noticed the smile. “Why are you smiling? Did I say something true?”
Suresh shook his head. “No, not true. It’s just… I smiled at your overthinking.”

Sneha pressed further, let me ask you straight.. The question may look shameless : “So… are you fine with me having sex with him? 

Suresh Looked at her.. 

She hesitated and said... i want to be open with you..

Let me admit it openly. Who else do I have other than you? I don’t even have a female friend to share such things. Suresh, I like the sex with him…The reason i had sex with him is you.. i get closer to him for you.. but after sex i really liked it. I feel something new with him. That doesn't mean i don't love you.. in-fact you are my only love, I'm not emotional with him its just Physical.. He will leave us in less than three months. I’m not giving him myself out of Sympathy or something . I’m just selfishly utilizing him. I’m sorry if you feel I’m a shameless person. But that's how we are once right? Will you hate me for this?

You remember when you said you liked a woman somewhere? I said no… I don’t know, I’m possessive about you. But here when I do it… i didn't try to understand your feeling.. can you forgive me?”..


Suresh looked at her for a long moment, then let out a deep breath. “In my case, I never had sex with her. In your case, you two have had sex many times. Telling me this has no effect on me. 

Your sex with him is your choice, i don't have any word on it. but you need to remember you are inside a family.”


He looked at her again and thought to himself, She is not trying to make a peace with me, she just looks like making sure I have no issue with her having sex with Gowtham. Nothing else.

Breakfast went by easily. Gowtham eventually joined them. It was a casual, quiet affair. Sneha still thought Gowtham was sulking over her warnings. 


At Gowtham's Office

Gowtham reached the office still tense from the previous day’s events. The atmosphere on the floor seemed quieter than usual — almost heavy. His friends and colleagues exchanged brief, cautious glances, as if everyone was walking on eggshells. But the trainees arrived as normal, notebooks in hand, chatting softly among themselves.


When the head walked in, his expression was serious. “I’ll be watching more closely today, Gowtham. Make sure there’s real progress.”

Gowtham forced a confident nod, but inside he was nervous. Still, he pushed through and conducted the training session properly this time — clear explanations, practical examples, and patient corrections. Nothing unusual on the surface.
Yet his eyes kept drifting, again and again, toward the Marathi girl.

Only now did he truly notice her. She was strikingly beautiful — sharp features, long dark hair tied in a simple ponytail, glowing skin, and a natural grace that made her stand out even in a plain salwar kameez. She looked like a heroine from the Bombay industry who had accidentally walked onto a corporate training floor.
Every time he glanced her way, she seemed to sense it. At first, it was just a fleeting moment — her eyes lifting from her notebook and catching his for a split second.
Then it happened again. And again.

She didn’t look away immediately. Instead, she held his gaze with quiet intent, as if studying him, reading something beneath his professional mask. There was no shyness, no nervousness — just calm, deliberate eye contact that sent a strange thrill through him. Each time their eyes met, the air between them felt charged. Gowtham would look away first, pretending to check his slides, only to be drawn back moments later.
She noticed every glance. And she didn’t discourage them.

After the session ended and the head praised him openly (“This is the Gowtham I was missing for weeks. Glad you’re back on track”), Gowtham sat alone in the corner of the training room, still replaying the morning’s tension.
One by one, the trainees packed up and left. The room grew quiet.
Then, the Marathi girl came back in.

Gowtham looked up. She hadn’t told anyone about his Tamil curses from the previous day. She must have some hidden motive, he thought, his pulse quickening.
She walked up to him confidently and extended her hand for a handshake.
“I’m Varsha,” she said simply, her voice soft but steady, a small, unreadable smile playing on her lips.

Gowtham didn’t take her hand. Instead, he leaned back in his chair and looked at her coldly.
“Cut the crap. What do you really want?” he said. “You want something from me, that’s why you didn’t complain about me to the Head.”

Varsha slowly withdrew her hand, unfazed. The small smile remained on her face.
“You got it,” she replied. “I have a demand. Meet me tomorrow at 11 AM near the Coffee Day. Let me tell you what I want.”

She turned and left like a wave — graceful, confident, and completely in control.
Gowtham stared at the empty doorway, a dangerous mix of irritation, intrigue, and suspicion swirling inside him.

Gowtham got a new headache, What could be her "Demand" ?

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 91 - Unspoken Currents


The evening felt heavier than usual.

Gowtham came home lost in thoughts about Varsha’s demand. The image of her calm, confident face kept replaying in his mind. He barely spoke as he entered. Suresh arrived later than usual, still in his formal clothes, carrying the weight of his new role.

At the dinner table, the three of them sat in silence, each lost in their own world. Sneha served hot chapatis and paneer curry, but the usual warmth was missing. She noticed Gowtham was unusually quiet — no playful toe sliding under the table, no lingering glances, no attempt to touch her even secretly. His mind was clearly elsewhere. 

Sneha knows it, one of the men somewhere gets hurt, when she choose one over other. She could not strike a balance. 

After dinner, Suresh excused himself early and went back to the guest room, saying he had work calls. The door clicked shut behind him.

Sneha and Gowtham went to the master bedroom in silence. No words were exchanged. Gowtham removed his shirt and lay on his side of the bed, staring at the ceiling, still replaying his encounter with Varsha. Sneha changed into a light nighty and slipped in beside him. She could feel the distance between them. For the first time, she wondered if she had been too hard on him with her rules.

She turned toward him slightly, but neither initiated anything. The night passed in heavy, unspoken tension.

---

The next morning, Gowtham reached the Coffee Day outlet a few minutes before 11 AM. Varsha was already there, sitting at a corner table, looking composed in a simple cream-colored kurti that subtly hugged her figure. Her long hair was tied in a neat ponytail, and the morning light gave her skin a soft glow.

Gowtham couldn’t help but admire her silently for a moment — the sharp, confident way she sat, the quiet elegance mixed with something fierce in her eyes. She looks even better in daylight, he thought, but his face remained hard, almost hostile.

Varsha, on the other hand, watched him approach with hidden appreciation. His broad shoulders, the sharp jawline, and the raw intensity in his eyes made her pulse quicken. He’s dangerously attractive when he’s angry, she admitted to herself, yet she kept her expression cool and composed, showing nothing.

Gowtham sat down without greeting her. “Cut the games. Tell me what you want.”

Varsha leaned forward slightly, her voice low and steady. “Only two out of the four trainees will be selected after the training period. I want to be one of them. Ignore my performances in training and help me make sure I get selected. In return, I won’t tell the Head about your Tamil curses and the way you spoke to us.”

Gowtham stared at her for a long moment, fighting the unwanted pull he felt toward her confidence and beauty. He let out a short, bitter laugh.
“Just post it now itself. I don’t fear anyone,” he said boldly, his voice cold. “I can explain it away. Go ahead.”

Varsha’s eyes widened in genuine shock. She clearly hadn’t expected such raw stubbornness. For a split second, she looked exposed, almost vulnerable — a crack in her armor that made Gowtham’s gaze linger a fraction longer than he intended.

But then her expression hardened again with fierce determination. He’s tough, she thought silently, but I won’t lose this. This job was too important for her. She would win Gowtham over at any cost.

Gowtham had enough. He decided to leave the place without a second discussion. He pushed his chair back and stood up.
Before he could take a step, Varsha rose first. She calmly put her handbag across her shoulder and left the place without looking back — her steps confident and unhurried.

Gowtham stood there stunned.
What is she…?

---

Meanwhile, Suresh was finding it tough to match the pace at V-Activate Group. The new environment was fast, demanding, and full of hidden layers. Aditya had already given him his first set of “grey” tasks, and Suresh realized how deep the rabbit hole went. He was learning quickly, but the pressure was real.

[heygiwriter]

Good night guys..

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 92 - Fractured Warmth


Friday evening arrived with a strange calm.

Suresh called Sneha and picked her up. The car ride was quiet, the kind of silence that felt both comfortable and heavy. Sneha was hesitant to speak at first, but she eventually indulged in light grocery talk — what to buy for the weekend, Ramya’s favorite snacks, small domestic things. Suresh listened, occasionally replying with short, neutral comments.

They picked Ramya up from the hostel. On the way back, Suresh stopped at a nearby fast-food outlet. “Let’s treat our daughter,” he said casually. He didn’t mention his new job. He wanted to keep that hidden for now.

Gowtham had already returned from office by the time they reached home. He noticed Ramya immediately and played with her casually — lifting her up, teasing her, making her laugh. Sneha watched from the side. Gowtham was normal and affectionate with Ramya… but he hadn’t given her a single proper look in the last two days. She knew exactly why.

---

After dinner, Sneha approached Suresh. “No matter what, at least pretend to sleep in the master bedroom tonight. Ramya is here — she may feel odd otherwise.”

Suresh looked at her. “You are anyway going to sleep in Ramya’s bed with her. Why should I?”
“These days you are being very illogical, Sneha.”

Sneha smiled, still thinking it was playful banter. But deep inside, Suresh was torn. He didn’t want to hurt Ramya with their cold distance.
“Fine,” he said finally. “I’ll change my setup there. But don’t come and spoil it when I’m working.”
“Yes, Sir. Your order,” Sneha replied playfully, pretending to obey.

Suresh pretended to work on his laptop for a while, but the exhaustion from the new job caught up with him. He didn’t know when he fell asleep.
He woke up sometime in the middle of the night with Sneha’s arm wrapped tightly around his chest and her face pressed against him. She hadn’t gone to sleep with Ramya. It was unusual — on Fridays to Sundays, she always stayed with their daughter.

Suresh lay still, staring at the ceiling. I should tell her about my decision to divorce, he thought. Her behavior like this will break her heart when I finally reveal it.

A moment later, his arm moved almost involuntarily and wrapped around her. Why did we become like this? he wondered. We used to be so adventurous, so open… When did we start keeping secrets? When did we start going behind each other?

As much as he hated her for siding with Gowtham and setting rules, the warmth of her body against him made him feel helpless, heartless, and disgusted all at once. Disgust for her betrayal. Helplessness for how he would crush her emotionally when the truth came out. He slept restlessly, holding the last warmth of his wife.

---

The next morning, around 5:20 AM, Suresh woke up. Sneha was just opening her eyes, still curled against his chest.

“When did you come here?” he asked quietly. “Did you not sleep with Ramya?”

Sneha smiled sleepily. “I missed you for weeks. After Ramya slept, I came to check on you. Then a sudden feeling came — you will run behind business and make me feel like you’ve completely forgotten my touch. So I came and hugged you like I won’t let you escape me.” She laughed softly and dragged his face closer, kissing him on the lips unexpectedly.

Suresh missed the intimacy, but he was far from enjoying it. He broke the kiss midway. “I need to go for jogging.”

After he left, Sneha turned on the bed. She thought of Gowtham too — he must be sulking over her warnings. I should cool the young beast down on Monday, she giggled.

The morning routine followed. Suresh returned from his walk. 
Sneha gave him coffee. 
They had friendly banter, pulling each other’s legs like old times. 
Sneha felt a small hope blooming inside her.
But she doesn't know, he is going to go towards far extend today that would break her.

While they were laughing over something..
A message arrvied in Suresh mobile, 
Lawyer's text - Meet me noon at 3 PM.
Lets discuss over the divorce case.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 93 - Hidden Agendas

Saturday morning turned into a restless day for Gowtham.

Gowtham stepped out of the elevator on Saturday morning. His tie felt tighter than usual, and the weight of the weekend’s chaos pressed down on his shoulders like an invisible hand. He nodded mechanically at the security guard and walked straight to his cubicle, but his mind was anywhere but on the quarterly reports waiting on his laptop.

How can a woman—or a girl, really—have a mind this crooked? The thought looped in his head like a bad song. He had heard the office gossip for years: stories of ambitious women who would do anything—anything—to climb the corporate ladder. Flirt, manipulate, sleep their way up, spread half-truths like butter on toast. He had always dismissed them as jealous exaggerations from bitter colleagues. Until now. Until Varsha.

She was sharp, no doubt. The kind of sharp that cut both ways. Gowtham knew the information she held could explode at any moment if she got irritated. One irritated WhatsApp voice note, one calculated leak, and his career, his reputation—everything—could go up in flames. 

The memories of her demand keep coming to his mind..
He clenched his jaw. A woman like her doesn’t deserve to be in this company. Period.


He pulled out his phone and opened WhatsApp. His thumb hovered over his boss’s chat. Sir, any chance we can meet today? It’s important. He typed the message but didn’t send it yet. Instead, the app loaded the previous conversation automatically, and his eyes froze on the old messages he had barely noticed in the heat of the moment.

The messages from a few days ago — the ones he had barely read while he was in the middle of sex with Sneha — now stared back at him.

Varsha wasn’t just any trainee.

She was the daughter of his boss’s ex-boss.  

Coming from a family like that… why would she resort to such cunning games? Why not play fair? The question burned. She had connections most people would kill for. Yet here she was, playing dirty, pulling strings in the dark. He wasn’t sure anymore how to bring this up with his boss. The meeting suddenly felt dangerous. Instead of fear, a strange curiosity took root. What exactly is she up to? Why is she like this? Maybe his boss—the “head”—had the answers. He closed the app without sending the message.

He decided to meet him on pretext of some work and try to get a clue from him .. He was curious about Varsha what's her real game?!!


At Lawyer office

Across the city, in a quiet lane off DRX Road, Suresh pushed open the glass door of Manohar & Associates at exactly 12:17 p.m. The lawyer’s office smelled of old files, filter coffee, and air freshener struggling to win. Manohar Sharma, a balding man in his late fifties with a crisp white shirt and sharper eyes, rose from behind his cluttered desk.


“Suresh ji, please sit. You said it was urgent.”

Suresh dropped into the chair like a man who hadn’t slept in days. His hands trembled slightly as he clasped them together. “I want a divorce. Quick. The fastest way possible.”

Manohar leaned back, adjusting his spectacles. “Alright. Tell me the details.”

Suresh hesitated. The words stuck in his throat. He gave the bare minimum—married Eleven years, one daughter, wife had been a housewife the entire time. Manohar listened without interruption, then spoke plainly.

“If you are insistent on divorce, you will have to pay alimony or maintenance. Under Indian law, given her status as a homemaker, the court will look at your income, her needs, and the child’s future. But if speed is what you want…”

“I don’t care about the money,” Suresh cut in. “I’ll pay whatever is fair. I just want out. Fast.”

Manohar nodded slowly. “Then the only realistic quick route is mutual consent divorce. Both of you must agree. You sit down, decide on maintenance, custody, property division—everything in black and white. Once the terms are settled and both of you are on the same page, the court process is smooth. Six months cooling-off can sometimes be waived if the judge is convinced. It can be done in a few months, even weeks if prepared well.”

Suresh let out a bitter laugh. “She won’t agree.”
Manohar’s expression didn’t change. “Then it has to be contested divorce. Cruelty, desertion, or… adultery.
But contested means a long battle. Years, not months.”

Suresh’s eyes hardened. “What if she is cheating? What if she is in adultery? The court should grant me the divorce immediately, right?”
The lawyer gave a small, tired smile—the smile of a man who had heard this a thousand times. “That’s the common misconception, Suresh ji. When both parties want to separate, the court has no interest in keeping you together. They will suggest counselling, but if everything is prepared, it moves. In a contested case, only one side wants out and is proving fault. The other side will fight tooth and nail. Counter-arguments, more proofs, cross-examinations, appeals… it becomes a long, ugly road. And after the decree, child custody, visitation, maintenance battles continue for years.”

Suresh leaned forward, voice low. “I have proofs. My wife has slept with a friend of mine.”

Manohar’s eyebrows rose slightly. “Bring me the proofs. For adultery under the ***** Marriage Act—or whichever personal law applies—there are requirements. It must be voluntary sexual intercourse with another person after marriage. A single act can sometimes suffice, but courts prefer evidence of a pattern—‘living in adultery.’ You may also have to name the co-respondent in the petition.”

Suresh’s face tightened. He could bring proofs. Chat screenshots, the photos on both phones… but naming Gowtham? Dragging everything into open court? His daughter would grow up hearing the whispers. The shame. He shook his head.

“I don’t want to destroy anyone’s name. Especially not my daughter’s future.”

Manohar folded his hands. “Then collect solid evidence quietly. Use it to convince your wife and the other man to come to the table for mutual consent. Threaten the adultery case if needed. People often agree to mutual terms when they realise their names will be dragged through the mud otherwise. But…” He paused, studying Suresh’s face. “You still seem to care about protecting them even after what they did.”
Suresh looked away. “It’s… complicated. They did it after my consent. Kind of. It’s not simple.”

The lawyer exhaled sharply. “Forget complicated. If they can prove you gave consent, the adultery ground collapses. The court will see it as a choice between consenting adults. The case will be thrown out or weakened badly.” He tapped the desk once. “So give it a try. Gather whatever you have and push for mutual consent. It’s still your fastest exit.”

Suresh left the office twenty minutes later, the heavy wooden door clicking shut behind him. The meeting had not gone the way he hoped. No magic wand. No quick stamp of divorce. Only more complications.

As he walked towards the parking lot, one thought crystallized in his mind. 
He remembered the chats on his wife’s phone.
The photos on Gowtham’s phone.
He needed those files. Solid, undeniable proof.



He got a plan... He can get only messages and screenshots from wife's phone but... Gowtham phone has a lot more. Getting his hand on it will give him the upper hand he thought. 

Tomorrow is Sunday. He would message Gowtham casually. Suggest a beer. 
Catch up like old friends. Get him talking. 
Maybe get him to hand over the photos willingly… or find a way to take them.

One way or another, Suresh was getting out of this marriage.
Even if it meant playing the same crooked game everyone else seemed to be playing.

[heygiwriter]

Suresh Taking all the decission in pain, sorrow, jealous and possesiveness. Like this kind of husband never leaave the wife. They will reconcile and give second chance for each other. One day Suresh will realise the truth, sneha did not cheat on him. Suresh only problem as writer mentioned " she took Gowtham side" thats the only issue for him.

All this divorce drama are reaction for that anger.. He will cool him self and realise lets begin the life start.. If they start again its going to be more love and affectionated and advetures too.

Exactly, to be honest Suresh was okay with her having sex with Gowtham.  His only trouble is she had planned something with gowtham. If you carefully read the morning episode, the day he disappear first [Page 14 Chapter 76], he just thought or  just worried if their marital live would be same like before or it could be saved, he just realized , he had to live cuck for entire life or need to move away for sometime, the reaction is to draw back Sneha, if she really cared.. Its because, he doesnt entirely blame her for it, he knows he was also a reason for that mess up. 

At that stage he is very much worried about marriage, no thought of leaving her.. actually he was guilt and feel shame to face her.. He actually wanted her to choose him. [Chapter 78 - Page 15]

But after witnessing the messages in mobile, that's his breaking point.. He realized Sneha had actually had manipulated him into agree for rules of Gowtham's choice, that caused him pain a betrayal.. his actions even till now is due to that one message.

[heygiwriter]

When sneha came to suresh leaving Ramya, it clearly shows the amount of love she has towards suresh. it is much more than than that of towards daughter. She was yearning for his attention and love. She knows that anything with Gowtham if only heat of the moment and not permanent. This is turning out to be a masterpiece.

True.

Sneha loves him most.. Whatever she does to Gowtham is just heat, thrill and sex.. She even admitted it to Suresh . But Suresh is now sticking with something else a pain and redemption for his own sake.