Maaneet FF 'KHUMAARI- Beauty With The Beast'12/132 - Page 66

Sunaina looked at Geet who was looking devine in a simple, peach suit. She was dumbstuck by her beauty.

I am more beautiful. She said in her mind although she knew it was not true but truth is always bitter n admitting it needs pure soul.

I am sorry mai abhi dusri coffee lati hu. She said meekly without looking up, scared.

Scared about her heart, will it be able to take that sight once more. Scared about his temper, will he get angry because she interupted.

Geet quickly gathered the broken peices n left the room.

Maan looked at Sunaina with eyes spitting fire. He did'nt liked things out of way. Everything happened according to his plans let it be business or personal front.

One look was enough n moreover
her aim of showing Geet her place was complete.

She stood up n raised her hands.

Okay! Okay! I know you are not in mood but what can I do if you are so irresistible. She stated seductively.


Geet was preparing coffee in kitchen when Sunaina came from behind.

Naam kya hai tumhara? She asked rudely.

Ji Geet...!!

Bechari Geet. Sunaina faked pity. Apne pati ki bahon me kisi aur ko dekh ke bura laga?

Geet eyes filled up. What was she trying to do sprinkling salt on her wounds.

Tum kya samjhti ho mai tum jaisi ladkiyon ko nai jaanti. But dear your tricks wont work here because he is already taken. N you know what... He loves me.

Those words came as a pointed needle going through her heart making it bleed.

Aisa nai hai... She cried.

Aisa hi hai. Now make tea for me.Sunaina said with attitude. Ya phir rehne do my standard is not that low that i drink tea made by your filthy hands. Nakul...

Yes Ma'am...

I want tea

Yes Ma'am...


Geet took Maan's coffee n left for his study. On the way she wiped her tears. But can she stop her red eyes, wan face n hitched voice from conveying the inner turmoil.


She quietly kept the coffe mug on table n started leaving. Maan held her hand n pulled her. She landed on his lap.

Why you bring me close
To break my heart
Everytime I start to trust you
It brutally falls apart
Where to go, what to do
Who will explain you to me
Stuck in this never solving puzzle
I can only wish bereaved time to flee.

Maan's eyes were dark with desire. Since the time he touched her, he could not touch anyone else. Since he saw her no other sight seemed worth watching. Since he smelled her, he finds her aroma everywhere. Since he kissed her, he only dreamt of her intoxicating lips.

Geet lowered her lashes as she did'nt had the power to take his gaze that bored her into her every single cell.

Wo mujhe kitchen me kaam hai. She nervously said n tried to get up.

Maan jerked her back. She fell over him while her lips touched his partially exposed chest as his upper shirt buttons were open.

The feel of her lips was like a gush of wind which intensified the flames of his burning hunger.

He snapped open the dori of her kurti. Geet gasped at his sudden advance. He planted a kiss on her shoulder making her shiver. She took in a deep breath n closed her eyes.



Why were you crying? He asked while sliding the kurta off her one shoulder.

'He noticed' Geet would have rejoiced but right now she was not in a state of mind to think.

Maan traced his lips from crook of her neck to the end of her bare shoulder n trailed back giving wet kisses, at every next spot Maan deepened the kiss leaving her breasts taut n below itching.