of last update too…
Seems u are on
mission of reading all my ffs…
Who said love,
Geet never said she is in love with Maan, even if she feels something for it
she has yet to acknowledge it and it's not easy for her. One more pros are not
born but made.
U will get all
your answers dearo but u wud have to wait for it a bit... waise I so much loved
Many of you said why Maan doesn't have cameras
in his house. Come on guys who would put a camera in their bed room n as I had
mentioned previously that Maan is a very private person. As for his office, it
must have CCTVs but as for his cabin not everyone is allowed there n it doesn't
need a camera. Again he a private person n behind his back only the people that
he trust could come into his cabin.
Oh. He said a
strange expression on his face that Geet didn't like at all. Did she say
something wrong? No matter what she said or did…her words n actions always
ended up getting him upset. What was she supposed to do that he wouldn't send
her away? It was her fault. He would have discovered that she was jealous of
"She wanted Maan
just for herself so Maan got himself out."
She should have been more careful. How could she even
think that he was hers? No, it was a mistake. Now she would have to go. Gosh!
She didn't want to go. This was what she was scared of, to get involved this
deep n try to deny her terrible fate which wasn't possible.
Next day Geet sat in Nikita's living room gloomily. She
hadn't gone to the office because she didn't feel good also there was Maan n
she had no wish to see him after he had thrown her out of his house. May be she
should have been more difficult every time he came to her for his needs then he
wouldn't have lost interest so soon. That was too his own fault only. Whenever
he was near she just forgot everything n become a person she had forgotten
existed in her.
The truth was she could never deny him n the time had
come to pay for that.
Stop sulking Geet.
Nikita said coming into the living room. She was going for some party n was
dressing up for that only till now. She turned left and right to show Geet. How am I looking?
A shimmering golden dress on her small yet curvy frame
was a killer. Nikita had brushed her black hair to one side while small
shinning clips adorned the other side of her head. Her makeup shimmering too
consisted of golden eye shadow n light blush, little liner n pink gloss on
lips. Down, her feet were inside 4 inch heels n the straps wrapped up till the
mid of her calves. You look like gold
ambassador, a very gorgeous one at that n cute too.
Nikita winked happy with her comment. Geet I want to tell you a very important
thing if you want to remain my friend… never call me cute. You get that?
I would have to
Shut up or I will
ruin your hairs.
No way. It took
the stylist 4 hours to achieve this. Nikita pointed at her head. But I like this wild Geet not the love sick
one who was mourning a few moments ago like her lover died of cancer or
I am not love
sick… and I wasn't mourning either.
Two lies in one
sentence. Very talented. Geet made a face unknowingly going into her
sulking mode again.
Why can't I come
to the party with you? I would get bored here.
Nikita saw Geet's fallen face, sighed n sat beside her. Geet, Maa n Dadimaa always stays at Maan's
place. That house was our grandfather's, the first home that he had built with
his own money. That's why Maan lives there; of course he has done some changes
to the house. She grinned and continued. And like Maan it holds a special value to Dadimaa also so she stays at
that place whenever she comes to Delhi. With them you can't stay there. Those
two ladies mean a lot to Maan n he respects their values. Dadimaa has been like
a god mother n Maa practically has raised him up. And moreover Dadimaa would
have made your life hell in there so this arrangement is in your favor only.
It was true his house wasn't small and though it was
classy n very posh with all the luxuries it wasn't that apt looking at Maan's
status. He handled a business empire that worth billions or even more than that
n should be living in some palace but only because that house was his grandpa's
first, he was living there. Can a guy have such strong emotions towards his
family to sacrifice his own wishes n lavishness… that too for someone who had
already died? Then Maan always preferred privacy the house had that, in one
corner of the city it was like Geet's dream house, a place where a couple could
live without any disturbance and have a small family.
Don't have any
wrong ideas in your mind, okay?
Geet snapped out of her thoughts. You… you didn't answer me. Why can't I come?
someone is coming for you.
Maan? A big grin
spread across her face, Geet quickly smoothed it to not seem so idiotic.
Nikita laughed. Who
else? I have kept a gift
for you in your room. Nikita leaned in towards Geet's ear. Wear that Maan would loveee it.
Nikita stood up n picked her clutch. See ya babes. Have fun.
Geet went to her room n found Nikita's gift lying on her
bed… lingerie. It was very skimpy n well… let's just say the thing was only for
formality made to seduce n arouse. Geet imagined Maan's reaction if he would
see her in this cloth that hid just about nothing. Her cheeks turned red. He
wouldn't be able to control even for a second.
She smiled naughtily in her own dream world n changed
into the lingerie. She had just knotted a robe around herself when two arms
encircled her waist.
Geet felt so much at peace, forgot all the insecurities n
fuzz in her life. The only thing she wanted was to feel him so she closed her
eyes n took in his familiar scent, felt his warm security, let his calming
touch surround her entirely.
Maan nuzzled her neck his hands tightening just below her
breast and fingers grazing teasingly the swollen sides.
You know I trust
you, right? His voice was husky and Geet uttered a labored 'yes'.
When I trust
someone, Geet, I don't like to be betrayed.
He kissed her neck n Geet opened her eyes. A fear crept
into her with lightening speed. Maan left her n turned on the flat screen,
switching it to a news channel. Breaking news was flashing below in big bold
letters while the reporter was speaking in haste words.
Police has pressed
charges against The Khurana Constructions and has seized the construction on
their Noida site. While the details have not been revealed, apparently the land
where KC had already started construction for posh apartments belongs to the
government and the ownership hadn't been transferred. It is still not clear if
the company or the client is liable for the scam but as well known it is the
first time KC's name has been found involved in litigation like this. It would
surely affect its all-white reputation.
Maan switched the television off n the voice died.
All the documents
were in a confidential file. Now police have that file. Geet stared hard at
him. She knew where he was getting at. At the moment fear in her covered
everything so much so that she didn't even feel the guilt rising in her to
mighty heights. That file was in my
What do you want
I want to know, if
you took that file from my room? Maan asked, his eyes were no less stoic
but internally he was praying that she would say no. She fulfilled his wish.
You are saying
that I stole that file from your room n gave it to the police. She asked in
raised voice filled with anger n incredulity. Now when you have asked Maan, let me tell you… That I have nothing to
benefit from stealing some file from your room that I didn't even know was in
there to start with…
Words flew out of her mouth as Maan squeezed her into the
tightest hug ever. He buried his face into her neck n Geet had no idea what was
happening. He parted to cup her cheeks n it was then when he looked into her
eyes that she felt someone had kicked her in the stomach. His eyes shined
bright with happiness n he looked her with so much of something which Geet knew
she didn't deserved at all. I was so scared
Geet. You wiped away all my worry. He kissed her forehead.
Taking her in his arms Maan took in a long relief breath,
his hands rubbing her back.
Geet wrapped her arms around him when he placed a gentle
kiss on her shoulder. He believed her, just like that. Was she to be happy or
to cry at her fate? And why Maan was behaving like this… he had to be the
stupidest person to believe a wh**e, to believe her. Did he actually mean that
he trust her?
He grabbed the knot of her robe to set it free. Just as
he opened the robe his eyes glazed over. The poor article of clothing that she
was wearing barely covered her. Her plump breast peaked in good quantity n when
he grabbed at her hips they too were nearly exposed completely. For me? He
asked placing impatient wet kisses along her jaw. Just like she had expected,
couldn't even wait for a second. He pushed her head down and locked his lips
with hers. She could never match him; he brought the passion from some place
unknown. May be she had no standing because of who she was…. a traitor.
And she felt so sick in that moment, almost like when for
the first time she had lost her innocence, her virginity. That time she had
cried, a lot. Today she couldn't even do that. As Maan ripped away her lingerie
she opened his shirt buttons, brushing n stroking her hands over his chest n
abs, feeling his muscles contract under her touch. He pushed her on the bed n
loosened his belt to remove the pants.
Maan why aren't
you worried? She asked in between rugged breaths when his mouth attached
with her neck again.
You mean the land
and file? He pinched her nipple n she arched her back. It's nothing that MSK couldn't deal with.
Everything that happened next was beyond her control. It
never was. His mouth latched onto her craving bud n she wriggled with desire.
He pushed his straining manhood inside her firm wetness. She squashed her legs
around his waist digging her heals into his hips matching his each thrust, hard
for hard, slow for slow.
They lay in silence afterwards where Maan played with the
pierced ring on her belly button n she stared into nothingness. Her phone
vibrated again n she reached to take it. No.
Maan stopped her taking her hand into his n kissing the tips of her fingers.
Maan it's been
ringing for a while now.
I know. Let it be.
He pulled her closer n she again felt the heat flaring.
They had already done it three times, how can she still feel so unsatisfied. Because you are not seeking this. Her
mind answered instantly.
Maan entwined his fingers with hers n pulled her up over
him. He pushed her back so they could start again but his phone also started
You should take
that. Geet suggested n Maan glared at her. It could be something important.
He sighed and Geet climbed down from him to see her own
cell while Maan checked his.
Nikita sounded worried on the other side. Geet is everything fine there? I mean I had
talked to Maan in the morning n it was all okay. Then news broke out, I heard
about it in the party… how is he??
He is good Niks.
Geet assured don't why her eyes filled up. She controlled her voice from
breaking. Everything is fine. You don't
Are you sure? I
can come home. That's not going to help much but…
Niki everything is
fine. You enjoy the party. I will talk to you later.
They hung up n Geet wiped her eyes before Maan could
notice anything. Niks had called. Who
was it with you?
said rubbing his forehead tiredly. For
the casino work that is starting, she has thrown a good luck party today. Was
asking me to come.
We should go.
Geet said. She didn't want to stay with him inside these four walls more n was
ready to attend even Deepika's party. It was suffocating n Geet was fearsome if
she didn't step out she would go insane or die probably. I want to go to the party.
Maan smiled. Always
ready to party. He teased and Geet gave him a fake smile in return. Okay anything you want. Get ready. I will
ask someone to drop clothes for me too.
PRECAP- Maan angry n Geet too
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