BEAUTIFULLY FLAWED, Part 4

BEAUTIFULLY FLAWED

Happy Eid Guyssss

Part 4

Muskan darling someone’s here for you. A girl in her twenties informed Geet when she came out of her room.

Who?

How would I know? The other girl named Sam or Pam-Geet didn’t remember-said with a shrug.

Geet started going down the stairs when the girl again spoke.

It’s seems you are going to have a fab night. The girl mocked n then whispered. The man is wearing a mask.

Shit! Geet cursed why all mental patients were in her fate. At least his cloths are good. She thought when she saw him after coming down.

Your customer. The guard said who was sitting before the TV on sofa, like always.

Okay I will be back in a minute. Geet said feeling envious of the guard even he had better luck than her. Giving last glance to her weird customer she again went upstairs to her room, she was already dressed well in a silver top n pink short skirt. Slipping her feet into the heels, she grabbed her purse n came back.

Her apparent customer when saw her coming walked out without saying a word n she followed.

Looking at the mysterious mask she, for once thought about not going but couldn’t bring 

herself to refuse due to some unknown reason moreover the guard was sitting there n she didn’t wanted him to complain about her to the boss.

A white BMW was waiting outside n it looked so out of place standing gloriously on her not-so-glorious street. The man opened the passenger door n Geet slid in while he occupied the driver’s seat coming from other side.

He turned on the ignition n the car rolled out of their street. Don’t know why but Geet was feeling restless, she looked outside the window but nothing good caught her eye.

Soo... Geet started, tapping her foot. Where are we going?

Where do you want to go? Geet stopped; she knew that deep lustrous voice n this increased her restlessness even more.

How did you find me? She asked now only looking at him. Those eyes were unmistakable. Why she didn’t pay heed before? You should be more attentive. She mentally slapped herself.

Not that hard. Maan said with a smirk n removed the mask which he wore to keep his identity secret from other’s in that soiled surrounding. Press was everywhere n he didn’t wanted to be on front page of tomorrow newspaper for hiring a girl.

You remember my driver dropped you n he saw you entering that building, Muskan. He reminded her, emphasizing on the last word to which she just blinked.

Hmm. Was all she said. Should she again ask where they were going? He would again answer with a question or did he not consider it important to answer a whore. She would automatically come to know about their destination once they reach there.

Why that mask? She asked out of blues taking a chance.

You would also need one because we are attending masquerade party tonight. Maan said knowing it would surprise the girl beside him.

Geet was left thunderstruck, did she heard it right. Before she could collect some words n utter them they had already reached the place.

Maan Singh Khurana. Maan ducked his head outside the window n spoke to the machine. The large metal gates opened shortly n he drove inside.

It was not Maan’s residence Geet knew because of her earlier visit there but it was no less either. It was peppier though but similarly huge n swish.

He stopped the car n rounded towards her n like a gentleman opened her door but Geet was not sure. Was there a protocol while coming out of the car when someone opened your door? 

Was she to put right leg out first or left?

Why is she not coming out? Maan wondered n grabbed her hand pulling her out.

Let’s go. He said closing the car door with his leg n walked inside the house all the time his warm hand held hers in firm yet gentle grip. He halted outside a room n Geet followed example.

You go inside; my sister is waiting for you. He pushed his sleeve back n gazed at his watch. I have a meeting; will pick you up at 8.

Geet was hell confused n she had not even nodded when he walked away in a hurry. She turned to push open the room door when he came back swirled her around n pecked her cheek then he was gone.

What just happened? Geet asked herself, her hand lightly touched her cheek as if not to spoil the lingering sensation of his lips.

But men didn’t pecked whore’s cheek like this n whore didn’t blush. She chided on catching her reflection in a mirror. Like it would get her blood flow normal, she rubbed her cheeks n walked inside the room.

Listening to the movement a small girl turned n grinned at her. Geet. Right? She came closer. Maan told me about you.

Aa hi... Geet greeted while the girl scrutinized her from top to bottom.

Ooo... Are those real? She suddenly asked pointing towards her breasts making Geet blush for the second time on the same day.

Like brother, like sister. Geet thought n quickly replaced the blush with a smirk. Yeah.

Nice. The girl appreciated. Nikita Khurana, you can call me Niks. She said offering her hand for a shake.

Geet smiled accepting the outstretched hand. The girl was cool n friendly in spite of being rich which was weird; she was supposed to be a bitch.

Geet also noticed that the girl was small but was also beautiful in a cute way. I am a designer n Maan’s my younger brother though he likes to boss around.

Wait I know you. Geet exclaimed. I saw you on TV.

Of course sweetie you would, hundreds of fashion shows are organised by me. Now come on we have only little time.

For what?

You can’t go to party like this. Nikita asked indicating towards her cloths. Can you?

Nikita’s house was a mini mall in itself. There were several rooms attached to one another with just cloths n footwear n cosmetics, she had it all. The next 2 hours were spent in selecting a dress, footwear n accessories.

Then some saloon people came, they did god knows what with the hairs on her head while waxing every other over her entire body as though she was going for some bikini photo shoot.

Geet didn’t know why Maan was taking ‘her’ with him n why these people were dolling her up.

Tadaaa... Nikita sang making Geet stand in front of the mirror.

Geet rolled her eyes n looked at herself... She almost fainted what actually they did to her. 

She was in wine colour dress that ran down till above her keens kissing each curve n corner sincerely. The neck line was plunging down exposing her breast deliciously while the back fell dangerously low revealing almost everything there.

Her messy, wavy hair that used to be difficult to tame were now perfectly straight descending to her waist in a decent cut. Not only that they had changed the colour too, previously they were jet black n had few streaks of red... now they were shade 3, darkest brown. It reminded her of her natural her colour.

While her hair looked phenomenal her skin was glowing. She always used dark make up n sparkly colours but the makeup done now was... amazing.

Her eyes were smoky n lips glossy, subtle pink n there was a little blush over her cheek that accentuated her high cheekbones making her look all the more alluring. On the name of jewellery there were just two big studs in her ears same colour as her dress. N man she was in love with her stilettos.

Wow... Geet breathed truly astounded, she felt sexy.

She liked it guys. Nikita cheered. Good job everyone.

Other’s left the room with that n Nikita turned to Geet. Maan must be coming, he is very punctual. Nikita informed or warned Geet didn’t understand. Okay I am going to eat something you want anything.

Aaa no. Geet said afraid if she ate something the dress would give away.

As you wish. Nikita smiled. Here you go.

She handed Geet a beautiful, mystic mask decorated with dark feathers n rhinestones, n left. Geet tried the mask; it covered the top portion of her face letting the plump lips do all the talking.

Geet waited for a few minutes then started checking the various shiny things in the room. 

There was a book on the table beside the door she picked it up.

The cover flaunted ‘Othello’, she had read it. She was big fan of classic tales when she used to be a normal girl. Gone were the days when she read books n wore round glasses, she smiled mockingly at her providence n threw the thoughts at the back of her mind.

Maan entered the room n stilled. His eyes stuck to the figure before him not just a figure but angelic figure. Only half of her face was visible while she remained immersed in some book, 

Maan previously thought she was absolute beauty but now she crossed all limits.

She felt the heat radiating from the side, looking up she found Maan standing there, eyes darker than usual.

Oh am sorry. She said keeping the book down on the table.

When her eyes met his, he lost all control n next Geet was pinned to the wooden door. One of his held her right hand against the door while the other rested on her waist. His hand moved over her waist with such finesse that she practically felt his skin touch her despite the delicate material n wondered how much strength it would take to rip the cloth off her body, if..... he attempted.

Geet tried but didn’t succeed in tearing her eyes away from his.

Suddenly I was cut off from the entire world around me; I just saw my reflection in his eyes, heard my heart beats in chorus with his, touched what he offered n breathed in his warm breath.

Her long sleek neck invited him n he didn’t wasted anymore time. His lips kissed her neck n she gasped, when he kissed her throat she clutched his hairs n when licked her raw skin she almost collapsed.

Stunning. He huskily said before placing his lips at the corner of her lush ones. He pushed her more against the door, crushing her petite body with his hardness. She was unable to suck in the air n still... still she felt good, utterly good.

Maan closed his eyes n stepped back while she remained immobile in her vulnerable condition. He turned around unable to see her like that. The sight was making his patience slip, like sand in fist.

I would be waiting outside. Maan said n walked outside without sparing her another glance. Geet opened her eyes feeling uncovered n empty; she kept a hand on her heart to steady the fast pacing beats. She was not disappointed, she liked to believe that but the frown on her face said otherwise.

Precap- Party!!!

Ufff Geet talli