He scrunches his
eyes as the sunrays crept in from the window blinds disturbing his sleep. "Ufff. . .bloody
hell!, " he said giving up and waking up irritated. He tries to stand up
but his eyes all of a sudden black out causing him to hold the wall for
support. His head was spinning
profusely, that's what he got for partying and drinking all night. He shakes it off and grabs himself a
towel to head for the shower, when he hears, " Hey sexy! Mind if I join you?"
Maan looks over
to the bedside and sees a woman who was covering herself with the white sheet
covers. She looked like she was in her early twenties, I guess to other men she
would be a whopping 10, but to Maan Singh Khurana no type of women could catch
his attention for more than a few hours.
" Your still
here! I have a better idea why don't you move your fat ass out of here!"
"Do you know who
I am! Samira Roy! Guys dream of touching me and you are kicking me out!", she
"I guess i am", he says nonchalantly.
I am one the hotest model in India and you are telling me I have a fat ass! Go F*** yourself!" she
says putting her clothes back as she continued to rant at him.
"Awww did I
hurt your feelings. . . am sure tonight you will be moaning some other rich
bachelor's name so I could give a damn" he says with a smirk.
Won't be surprised if you rot a lonely hag!", she says before storming out of
his grand room fit for a prince.
Her words didn't
affect him. He already had fun with her last night, so there was no need for
her to be here anymore. It was
always lust in his book and every girl knew that about him. It's their fault if
he gives them attention for a few moments and they think they are the one. He chuckles at his own thought and
murmurs, "Desperate b*****" before heading off to take a shower.
"Oh my God. . .
you here that! He is coming" , the whispers started as the girls heard the loud
and hungry roar of an engine. The girls ran getting ready for his arrival, and
not surprisingly so did some middle aged women. They all took deep breaths
trying to embrace themselves and steady their heartbeats for what was to come.
He jumps off his
motorbike and took off his jet-black helmet, as he ran his fingers through his
All the girls' hearts were already racing, but the way he
ran his fingers through his hair were making them
go weak to their knees.
" It's a
crime! This can't be legal" one of
the girls voiced as she hyperventilated over this sexy being. They were stripping him with their eyes
as they traced down the sharp angle of his jaw, covered in a manly stubble,
ending in perfectly M shaped lips below a straight nose and. . . oh no they did
not dare look into his eyes. They
tried to resist the urge, but failed like always.
He moves his face to the side, where the girls could get a good view
of his eyes, and once their eyes met his, their hearts got pierced! His dark brown
eyes, warm but so intense that the girls couldn't help but drown in them and
dwell in its ecstasy.
"Oh Sweet Lord
have mercy" another controlled her shriek as he drove his sensuously fingers
down and unzipped his jacket, his muscular and broad chest just oozing out of his
He takes the
jacket off, and starts to walk over to the main entrance where the girls
stood. They just laid frozen as
their eyes stared at his broad shoulders, down his v-neck shirt. . . imagining
the rest. How they wished they
could get a glimpse of his yummy abs!
"I'd give up
everything for just one night in bed with him", Maan heard one of the girls say
as he was about to pass her.
He stops in his
tracks as a smirk played on his face.
He didn't even have to try and she was ready to give up everything for
him. He decided to have some fun
and takes a few steps backwards and looks at the girl straight in the eyes.
Her breath gets
stuck in her throat, as he backs her up against the wall eyeing her lips. He
had to admit she was hot, which made this little game all the more fun. He ever
so tortuously brushes his lips up the side of her face, reaching her ear as he
whispered in his sexy baritone voice, " You sure about that?" while giving her
buttocks a tight squeeze and backing away giving her a one last wink before
" Hold me please",
she whispered trying to control her uneven breathing. Her friends were seething with jealously. Oh why couldn't it be them?
smirk crept on his lips as he walked away. He probably just made her whole lifetime, and not just
day. He could feel the burning
stares as he walked along the hallway, and yes he loved it. He was a charmer . . . didn't
even have to try hard and he had girls all over him. He loved the attention and
the pride that came with it. Oh how could he forget the Pleasure that came with it. That's what women were in his book,
only for pleasure! Give them any
other importance in your life and you are digging your own grave!
" Mr. Maan Singh
Khurana finally made his presence in college and that too on time'. Gasp!" he heard
He turns his
gaze to the side and sees his friends sitting in a corner having their
girlfriends in their arms.
" Oh shut up
Vicky. You know I always come on
time", he says with a smirk.
Dev: Of course
you do! When your Maan singh Khurana there are exceptions to every rule. Only if I could live such a life. .
Maan just roles
Adi: Only Maan
Singh Khurana could make girls faint.
I think you have more mercy on girls Dev than Maan does. I don't think you could lead such a
life as him.
Maan: Oh come on
guys. I didn't make any girl faint
today! So please spare me the lecture.
Vicky: Oh you
didn't? Why don't you turn around and see yourself.
around and the girl who had teased earlier had literally fainted and her
friends were splashing water on her face.
Maan: what can I
say! I am a charmer!
shakes his or her heads.
" You know Maan
you will eat your words soon. What if the new girl that is joining college
today doesn't fall for your charm? Hmmm'..then what are you going to do?"
Meera, Vicky's girlfriend says.
an " OOOhhh" sound and laugh.
" No such thing
will ever happen. There is no one
that can resist me, if you can fall for me Meera anyone can," Maan replies with
laughs and Meera replies back, " That was a moment of weakness, I wouldn't call
that falling for you".
" Maan she is
coming from America. She has gotten a taste of Hot, blond, and blue eyed boys.
. . so she has seen better . . . sorry to burst your bubble sweetheart"
Naintara, Dev's girlfriend says.
" From wherever
she is coming, I will show her what it means to be a Desi boy" he says as he
out to a even bigger fit of laughter . Vicky and Dev start whistling and Maan
couldn't help but laugh with them.
Just then the
college door opens. Maan all of a sudden started to get this weird vibe, this
unknown feeling in his heart.
There was something familiar and yet unfamiliar about this feeling. There was something different in the
air all of a sudden, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
He brushes it
aside and gets up saying, " Alright guys. You continue making fun of me. But
before that girl spends 5 minutes into this building she will be in my arms" he
boasts in confidence with chin held up high.
Meera: Having so
much confidence isn't good for the health. Let's place a bet. If you don't end
up winning her over then you will send and pay for a week vacation for of all
us to Paris.
Maan: and if I
win you all will have to do my college assignments while I bask in the arms and
beds of those French girls for a week.
" It's a bet",
everyone says at the same time.
Although they knew they had no hopes of winning, but were crossing their
Maan says, "
It's a bet then" and was about to leave when Adi's girlfriend, Pinky, calls out
" Wait Maan what
if she turns out to be fat and ugly. . . you don't even turn to the direction
of a girl unless she is a scorching 9 or 10" Pinky adds.
Maan was walking
backwards as he said, " I doubt it. . .kuch toh baat hogi usme . . ." with a
smirk, and just when he is about to turn around and walk away he slams into
The poor girl
got hit by the side of Maan's body and could feel herself twirling expecting to
hit the hard cold ground when two pair of strong arms grabbed her by the waist
as she held on to his neck for her dear life. Her scarf fell on Maan's head as
he tried to fathom why he was getting electrocuted with these unknown yet known
feelings as soon as his body made contact with this stranger in his arms.
Maan's friends watched on not making a sound, wanting to see how this unfolds.
He tried looking
to see who she was even through the scarf, and he could vaguely get a glimpse
of her face. Only one thing stood
out to him even through the scarf that stood as a barrier between both of them
-- her eyes. He grabs the scarf
and slowly starts to pull if off himself.
He silently sucked his own breathe as TIME STOOD STILL as his eyes fell
on her starting from her big hazel
brown eyes, which had innocence written all over it. His eyes roamed down her perfectly and flawless face to her
pink and plump lips. He had a
sudden urge to taste them and feel them against his own lips and unconsciously
he was moving toward them.
"EXCUSE ME", she
blurts out and pushes him off her.
" What the hell
do you think you are doing? How Dare You!"
Maan stood there
shocked for a second, trying to get a grasp of what was taking place. Was. . . was a girl yelling at him?
She grabs her scarf
from his hand and places it over her neck!
seeing a girl!" she says slamming him against the wall running her index finger
down his cheekbone. She moves in
closer her scent driving his senses wild, that the beast in him would of taken
her right then and there, but something held him back and he didn't even know
what. She hovers her lips millimeters away from his face and closes in onto to
his ear, seductively whispering, " Sorry to burst your bubble Mr. Handsome, but
you are not my type" giving one last wink before walking off.
importantly Maan watched this unknown by sexy girl walk away as her 5-inch
heels went click clock click clock. Maan's eyes started to run up her smooth
and sexy legs, but Vicky interrupts his train of thoughts.
Someone pinch me. . . I think I am dreaming!
darling, it's not you who is dreaming and needs to wake up. . . it's our dear
Dev: For the
first time a girl, and a smoking hot girl too yelled at Maan. No no no not just yelled at him but cornered him to the wall, and
took charge of the situation leaving maan Blank, and then drops the bomb so
seductively that he is not her type. HOLY SHIT this has to be a dream!
were right Maan. Kuch toh baat hai usme. Meet
Pinky: Mr. Casanova
looks like you met your match.
" She has
innocence written all over her eyes and face, but the sting and poison of a
scorpion. She is like Maan but in
a girl form", Adi gulps down in fear.
Meera: I will give you props Maan. You got her in your arms in the 5
minutes she was in this building, but so much for your first impression. Tsk
here we come!
" To early to be
getting your hopes up guys. She is a feisty one. Well what do you know. . . feisty
is just my type " he says with an emphasis as a smirk
plays on his lips that reached up all the way to his eyes.
He was right.
Kuch toh baat hai usme. He looks
at his hand, where the essence of her touch still lingered. He didn't notice,
but his heart was rejoicing as if it found something it had been waiting for a
very long time. He was already getting attracted to her like a moth to a flame.
Her big hazel eyes flashed before his own eyes and so did her pink plump
lips. He didn't know why he
desperately wanted to hear her moan his name from those very lips. I desire he would certainly fulfill!
CASANAVA KA VAADA!!!
Maan was walking
to class when he saw the same girl walking toward his direction all engrossed
in some papers. She was wearing a one-shoulder
top with a mini skirt, her wavy placed all on one side. Maan breaks away from
her spell and a naughty smile starts to play on his lips as he moves toward
herself bumping into someone and her papers fall on the ground. They both blurt out a "sorry" as they
both bend down to grab the papers when their hands touch.
hitches once their hands make contact and again he found himself admiring her.
Geet finally looks up to see who it was, and her eyes enlarge as she blurts
out, " TUM!".
She grabs her
papers in a hurry and irritated away.
She stands up and was about to walk away from Maan's left side when Maan
blocks her and stands in her way.
She turns to the right side to walk away, when Maan also moves and
stands in her way again.
"LISTEN YOU . .
." she was about to say when she feels herself get slammed against the wall.
Her eyes enlarge
with shock as he closed in on her with his body and was mere inches away from
Express agar tum apni super fast speed ko kam karogi tabi to me kuch bhol paoon.
Mera naam Maan Singh khurana hai. . .Naam to sona hi hoga" he says in his sexy
" Nahi suna?
Well than I am all yours sweetheart. Before you know it you will have my name
engraved in your heart" he says tucking her hair strand behind her ear and then
slowly runs down his finger pointing to her heart.
Geet's heart was
fluttering and the way he drove his finger down her body to her heart was
giving her Goosebumps.
His words "you
will have my name engraved in your heart" hit her really hard, but she brushed
it off by looking straight into his eyes.
Geet then ever
so slowly grabs the collar of his shirt and gives a quick tug, bringing his
lips so close they were practically touching. Their breaths were mingling and
diffusing into one, hearts racing against each other's bodies.
" How bad do you want me Khurana?" she
says almost as a moan driving the monster in Maan to a complete frenzy.
crushes her body against the wall, entrapping her between his muscular arms, as
he slams his lips against the nape of her neck, making her bit her lip
suppressing the load moans that desperately searched for an escape. In between his wet kisses he murmurs, "
I want you in me" and before she knew it Geet finds herself getting dragged by
the wrist. She just looked at this
very man who she just came across in the last 20 minutes, and yet she was
allowing him to treat her in every way he pleased. She had to admit she was dazzled by him. But was this
right? She knows how this is going
to end right? Except why couldn't she stop herself.
Before she could
answer her own questions she found herself in a dark room. In a few second the lights turn on and
Geet finds herself in a grand room with a bed right in the middle. The whole place decorated romantically
with rose petals and candles everywhere.
In just one tug she found herself against his chest. " So now where were we. . ." he saying
inching toward her lips.