BEAUTIFULLY FLAWED, Part 13

BEAUTIFULLY FLAWED

 

 

Part 13

 

 

 

 

She woke up beside him n it felt no less unbelievable. It was rather awkward, amazing yet odd nonetheless, waking up beside a man. She wasn’t used to it. After her work was done she was to leave or the customer left, she never slept with anyone just had sex.

Also she never went with the same customer more than thrice. It was her rule. But with Maan none of her rules worked. She had to walk over them all rather say he made her walk over them.

 

She glanced at him. To call him handsome felt like an insult, he was breath taking. And with that thought come the insecurities, bundle of doubts n fears. Why a man like him-gorgeous, rich, famous…perfect-want a girl flawed like her and for how long would it continue…last?

Again she cleared her mind of all the confusing n troubling thoughts and went to take bath.

The cooling spray of shower was wonderful. As the water slid down her body she didn’t hear the shower door opening n closing. It was only when the strong muscular arms encircled her waist that she became aware of the very naked body now pressed to her back.

When Maan woke up she wasn’t there in bed, for a moment fear gripped him but then he heard the shower running n relaxed. Geet didn’t bother to lock the door n he walked into the bathroom. The sight was intoxicatingly tempting.

He had the view of her back. The wet hair cascading to her waist while water flowed hugging the contours of her curvaceous body. Her round hips n long, doll like legs had him removing his cloths n next he moved into the showers.

She stopped breathing n moaned his name. Maan. His one arm hugged her to him while other hand was pressing her breasts, pinching the nipple between his index and middle finger.

You didn’t wake me up? His voice was husky due to sleep n Geet could feel herself getting wet and it wasn’t the shower.

You were sleeping so peacefully. She said-whispered-collecting her scattered wits.

What if I had missed this opportunity? He removed her hairs n buried his face into her neck drinking the water gliding over her skin.

Umm. Was her intelligent reply.

Maan smiled pleased with his effect on her. He picked up the soap. Here, allow me to give you bath today.

There was nothing she could do so just stood there, silently surrendering herself to him. He rubbed the soap to her back in slow circles, his fingers teasingly skimming over her sensitive skin. His hand traveled down n he shamelessly soaped her hips.

Her shudders hadn’t even stopped as he turned her around, pushing her hairs back again. He massaged her breasts n her tummy then sitting on his knees to work on her legs. While he stood up he let his fingers brush over her womanly folds n Geet hissed sharply.

Now my turn. She said grabbing the soap from his hand. How dare he torture her?

She let her hands wander all over his body exactly the same way he did, enjoying the way his muscles flexed n breathing hitch with every shift her hands made. She rubbed the soap between her palms leisurely letting the foam form n kept the soap down.

He couldn’t help the groan that escaped when she took him into her hand, going up n down over his length. You would pay for it. He held her hair with madness in his eyes n slammed his lips over hers. The small game ended n distance too. Their hips met where he was rock hard n she dropping wet.

He ground his hips against hers sliding his palm below her thighs to support her weight as she wrapped her legs around his waist bringing him closer adjusting his manhood at the exact spot.

Her body was slammed rather harshly on the transparent shower wall while they made rough, wild love against it.

 

 

 

Maan, why’s that car always following us? Geet asked looking at the black Safari through the back window, while they were returning back home that night.

It’s for security. He said reading his mails on the blackberry. All those black cat commodes are from that car.

But why you need so much security?

Maan turned to her n kissed her cheek. Her cheeks warmed up at the sudden kiss. Because I have rather large number of enemies, they over counts my friends.

Oh!

They reached home n freshened up. Neena served the dinner. During her stay at his place Geet learned that Maan cherished his privacy very much. Only Neena of all servants stayed at his house while other came did their job n left. She hardly saw them n even Neena was seen only when she cooked n served food when asked to.

Well other servants’ absence Neena’s most-of-the-time absence and dedication just to her work was good for everyone since they started making out almost anytime n also she wasn’t oblivious to Neena’s apparent hate towards her.

Geet do you have anything important in that building? Maan asked while they both ate.

Yes. Her treasure box was there in her room.

Hmm. Then we should get it. Tell me what it is I will ask my men to bring it here.

She didn’t think that was a good idea. Anyways she wasn’t going to live here forever while on other hand Maan wanted to insure her presence permanently.

I don’t think it is needed.

Why not?

Because… you can’t send your men there, that would cause trouble.

No it won’t.

He was so stubborn that sometimes Geet wanted to search for the hardest wall n bang her head into it. Just a thing needed to enter his mind n he would turn the world upside down.

She sighed instead of banging head… that would cause pain. Maan, the man I work for is no fool. He would come to know and… She shook her head frightened by the thought only. And, think about the press if they came to know that you sent people to the red light area to fetch something from the building where prostitutes live.

You are thinking too much. It would all go smoothly.

I doubt that?

You don’t trust me?

She sighed for the second time. Okay I will bring it myself.

You are not going to that place.

Now he had a problem with that also. I live there.

You LIVED there.

Whatever.

You are not going there.

You are not sending your men there either.

Maan gritted his teeth n she stared at him hard. Well I am coming with you then.

But I can-

No more discussion Geet. Geet fruitlessly glared at him. We are going tonight.

No nights are morning at my place. Loads of people would be there. Tomorrow afternoon would be perfect.

 

 

 

 

So here they were. Their car stood at the crossroad down the street a few yards away from Geet’s X-residence and they were both arguing, again.

I am coming with you and that’s final. He started the car but she turned off the ignition.

From here I will go on my own. She said holding her grounds firmly.

At times like this Maan wished to just chain her to himself. Why couldn’t she just listen to him, for once? What if something happened to her? What if she couldn’t come back? That thought chilled him to the bones and he had no apprehension in admitting the fact that Maan Singh Khurana was scared.

On my death bed.

Her fingers twitched and she almost covered his mouth with her hand but restrained herself…. that would be so cliché. So she shifted closer n placed her lips over his gently caressing the softness-no tongue involved. Don’t ever talk like that. Her breath n words entered his mouth n she settled back on her seat.

You trust me Maan? She played his card on him n was somewhat shocked to hear his answer. Yes.

Then let me go. I will come back, in one piece. She winked n opened the car door.

Maan saw her walking towards the building; he believed her but not others thus the fear was still there lurking under his skin, slowing creeping n tightening his gut.

 

 

Nothing had changed, then when it didn’t change in years what difference would a few days make. The ghastly guard whose name was an unsolved mystery lay on the sofa snoring loudly. She carefully strolled towards the stairs.

Geet turned her head other side when a girl passed n thankfully didn’t pay any attention to her.

She had intentionally chosen a dress that didn’t glittered wealth n would help her blend better. She unlocked her room door n it looked abnormally small n filthy, not like it was any better before but may be the lavishness had gone into her head.

Since it was Saturday everyone was probably asleep or resting in their respective room. Weekends were especially busy so in the mornings and afternoons everyone concentrated on gathering energy for the nights.

There wasn’t much that she needed or wanted. Sitting before the bed she pulled out her treasure box from under it. The metallic box, size a little smaller than a regular cardboard cartoon, was close to her heart. It held memories that were just that, memories. She knew that time was gone and she would never be able to live those moments again. But the box reminded that good times also exist be it in past only.

She came out n locked the door.

Hey you. Shit, she may not know his name but she recognized his voice. Without turning she ran in the opposite direction.

She thought he was sleeping, couldn’t he sleep 10 minutes more. He was at the staircase that led to 1st floor she took another one from the opposite direction that went above to the 2nd floor. The gruesome guard was behind n her mind for a second stopped working. She was caught.

I will come back.

Maan was first n only man who trusted her or at least showed that he trusted her n she had promised to return. There was a fire exit, the bulb in her mind lightened. She went for it but to her rotten luck it was locked. He was in the corridor she crouched down n hid behind the table in the corner. In the darkness he didn’t see her. For the first time she was happy that the building was ever dark n murky.

There was a saying she remembered, the bigger you are the tinier your brain is. Today was the chance to testify the notion. She silently picked the transparent vase sitting over the table. There were cobwebs on the artificial flowers decorated in it. She removed the flowers n emptied out two pebbles from the vase.

Taking aim n while the giant guard was looking in other direction she threw the pebbles in her opposite direction. A wicked smiled stretched over his lips while yellowed teeth peeked out of his mouth. He turned around to go in the direction of the sound.

The staircase was now all clear she went downstairs but before she could go to the other side to take the stairs to go to the ground floor she heard steps behind her. But they could belong to someone else too though there were chances that when she went downstairs someone might be ready to catch her credit to all the commotion.

There was a window she noticed beside her. She looked down; it opened to the side of the building. The fall wasn’t much but there was garbage below. She didn’t gave another thought, pinched her nose n jumped landing into the garbage.

She got up wrestling with the trash n brushed her clothes n hairs to get rid of the muck. And after that she ran with all her might towards the car. For a moment she wondered what if Maan had left but then his car came into her view n without any special reason she felt overjoyed.

Maan couldn’t describe what a great relief it was to see her coming back. He leaned over to her side of the door n opened it for her. Immediately she hopped in, breathing rugged n box in hand.

You stink. What happened?

I learned the saying was right, the bigger the dumber.

Maan returned her grin n turned on the ignition. Don’t worry about the smell. I will give you another bath. And the car zoomed out of the red light area.

 

 

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FAQ

 

Is Maan psycho?

Lol, no. You guys have crazy imagination.

 

Then why is he after Geet?

He has a reason, not every day a business man brings a whore to live with him. The reason would be revealed later.

 

How can Nikita be so bold?

Everyone is different n this is the way she is. Outspoken n shameless but I guarantee one thing; by the end of this FF you would all have fallen in love with her.

 

Why Nikita don’t have any problem with Geet?

There are two reasons… 1. You have all seen/read how she is. She is more into the character a person has rather than outward appearance or profession. The world she lives in doesn’t provide true people let alone friends so she grabs every opportunity with open hands. 2. Well, she loves her little brother.

 

What is Shaan’s motive?

The world is full of mystery so is this story n you have to wait for the right time.

 

Is Dev coming back?

Yeah very soon n the result won’t be pretty.