KHUMAARI- Beauty With The Beast, PART 26-35

KHUMAARI- Beauty With The Beast

PART- 26

He waited impatiently for Geet his heart beat rising with every passing second. In these few minutes he tried to imagine her umpteenth time but could not get the right image. Her beauty was immense n he couldn't have trapped it in his imagination.

Beauty is serene, beauty is sinful
But when in love everything seems devine...

n the person you love becomes the most beautiful
Beauty is affinity n the one you love, its epitome

Geet shot a quick prayer before opening the bedroom door. The door creaked open n Maan forgot to blink.

He gaped at her. Eyes downcast, red hue on cheeks n white pearls peeking from behind the most kissable lips. His eyes strayed down the loose shirt slightly touching her breast then sliding down to her thigh over her treasures where she was consciously trying to pull the cloth down as if some magic would happen n the length would increase.

He looked at shaking slender legs which were like screaming for his touch. He just wanted to kiss every inch of her body to his heart content.

He never cancelled his hunting trips before but it was worth it, hunting Geet was far more better than hunting tiger. He thought neglecting the possibility of becoming the prey himself.

Ab mai jao?? She asked when it became unbareable to stand under his burning gaze.

Without waiting for his reply she turned to go back but instead found firm fingers wrapping around her small wrist n then his hard frame pressed against her, pinning her to the wall.

Where are you going?? He asked, feeling her each movement against himself. He removed her untamed looks from over her face.

Ooch.. She whimpered in pain, when he rubbed his prickly stubble on her cheek.

What?

It hurts. She told innocently.

Is this hurts? He asked against her cheek after placing a wet kiss there. Geet breathed sharply. Suddenly oxygen level seemed lower.

Answer me Geet. He demanded, kissing the same place again.

No. She closed her eyes, why his proximity always made her this nervous.

Does it feel good? Maan traced her jaw line with his tongue.

Yes. She hissed no more in her senses but in his control.

His one hand moved from her waist to her desirable thigh where he rolled his fingers in circular motion. He traced the outline of her lips with his tongue n she forwarded them for more. But he was  more in mood to tease her. Moving to her other cheek he sucked on the soft skin making it red.

His lips found way to her earlobe nipping on it, hands still busy on her thigh n waist.

It feels good? He asked kissing the sensitive spot behind her ear.

Yes.

Sucking her chin his hand hands moved more vigorously over her thighs.

Does it feel good?

Yes... This time her voice broke. She did'nt liked the way things were moving. His increasing intensity was scaring her. But she did'nt wanted to disappoint him also.

He moved back n Geet took a relief breath but that was short lived, he had just moved back to open her shirt buttons.

He opened her first two buttons as soon her cleavage revealed he lost all patience to open more buttons n slammed his lips on her visible jewel.

Geet gasped as he tortured her more.

Does it feel good?

Y..yes. Her eyes brimmed with tears.

With her yes his teeth clasped on her skin n his hand moved up. His plam touched the cloth over her hip as he squeezed it.

Does it feel good? He asked not anymore bothered about her reply. Lust had now overpowered him n he was ready for hunt.

Maan.. She called shaking but he didn't hear.

He madly kissed her exposed cleavage. At the same time hooking his finger in the elastic of her panty. The memories of that night when Maan had forced her flooded back n her breathing became laboured.

Maan... She again made a futile attempt, which did'nt help n his hold got even tighter.

I had asked you to just wear the shirt. He said, each word sinking in her skin while his eyes were closed with ecstacy.

He looked up when no reply came n the sight pierced his heart. Her continuous tears were the proof of her dislike of what was happening. He immediately pulled his hand out of the shirt n rested his forehead on hers, panting. He desperately wanted to take her there n then but it didn't felt right somehow.

Give me a kiss n leave. Maan said, atleast he deserved a kiss.

Geet felt extremely guilty for stopping him n again falling short of his expectations. No, you can do whatever you want. She sobbed n one more tear rolled out following the trail of the previous tear.

He looked at her astonished. Her eyes spoke just the opposite of her mouth.

Why she wanted him to continue when she was not liking it?

Why are you bothered about me when you don't want it?

She was not getting any answer so she kept mum.

Geet. He probed.

Because I love you n you have every right. Her confession was simple but what mattered was that it was true n his first real one. Many had said it before to him but the love mentioned was not for him, it was for his status n money.

N how do you know that you love me? He wanted to confirm what he felt was actually love or not.

I know because you are always on my mind the sole aim of life seems to see you happy. My whole day passes thinking how to not make you angry. She was not able to fulfill his physical needs but she wanted to tell that she loves him more than anything else may be this fact could do some good n mean something to him. When you had kissed my forehead in hospital I felt like the luckist girl in the whole world. 

Next moment she found his lips tenderly land on her forehead.

Like this? He asked n she nodded with a small smile from behind the tears... of sheer happiness.

He found her closing her eyes in surrender of the awaiting kiss. Maan gladly obeyed n framed her face with his hands.

He softly took her lips into his for a divine kiss soon the intensity increased drowning them both in depths of passion. Their tongue fought the battle of love. She kissed him trying to convey her helplessness of the inabilty to meet his demands while he kissed her trying to understand what was happening n if it was good or the start of his end.

He parted against his wish not wanting to scare her again.

Now go n change. He didn't want to take any further chance.

She left n Maan decided to call it a night. He entered his room after some time n found Geet making her bed on floor like always .

Ahem.. You don't need sleep on floor, we can share the bed.

They both laid on the corners n Maan switched off the side lamp. 10 minutes passed by but sleep was nowhere near him, ofcourse he can't sleep when she was so close yet so far. After another 5 minutes he slipped beside Geet filling her into his arms. Burying his face in her neck he slept off n finally Geet also went to sleep.

PART- 27

Next morning Geet Maan left Mukki, the place which brought them a little closer, n reached Delhi back.

It had rained last night n as soon Geet stepped out of the car Cotton ran towards her from the puddle of water looking all the more adorable.

Geet sat down n he jumped into her lap while Maan rolled his eyes.

Aww baby ne mumma ko miss kiya... Geet asked n Cotton foldly licked her face.

Maan's eyes popped out, why was that thing licking her. Ahem... He angrily cleared his throat then only Cotton noticed him n ran away scared.

Yeh kya kiya baby ko dara diya. Geet said making Cotton face. 

Maan gave her a glare n she immediately shut her mouth.

They entered the mansion only to be greeted by all the relatives including Apoorva from Mumbai. They were here to attend some marriage n were staying in KM. Maan obviously was pissed off but Dadimaa convinced him saying they would leave tomorrow.

On the other hand Geet was nervous her last encounter with them was not so good.

It was afternoon n Geet only unpacked Maan's cloths because she had to prepare lunch for everyone. Maan had already left for office on context of some work but the main reason was he did'nt wanted to have lunch with his crazy relatives.

Everyone was having lunch n Geet was serving, with the help of Nakul n other servants, like a good host. While Geet was serving, Apoorva could'nt have kept quiet. She was incredulous; Maan took her out with him for two day, that was unacceptable. Person like her could never accept others happiness. So she did what she was best at, spitting venom.

So Geet ah sorry I mean Geet bhabhi.. How many places did you see with Maan veerji?

Wo we just went to one place he was busy with the official work. Geet replied honestly unknown that people could make out hundreads of wrong meaning of her each word.

Haan I can understand Maan veerji is a workaholic. Waise bhi why would he waste time on you. Apoorva said the word 'you' with disgust on 

her face.

Apoorva mind your words. Dadimaa scolded her, she was just fed up of this girl.

Mai toh bas mazak kar rai thi dadimaa. Apoorva said like she never spoke anything wrong.

These type of jokes are not much appreciated. Dadimaa cleared but it did'nt seem to have any affect on her.

Bete the food is delicious. An elderly women praised Geet.

Kyu nai hoga issi kaam ke liye toh hai yeh. Apoorva again started taunting as if she was just another servent. Waise aap dinner

mein kya bana rai hai?

Geet eyes were filled by now. Why was she behind her she never said anything to her, then why? May be some people dont need

any reason to humiliate others. Suddenly she remembered what Maan had said to her last time.

My name is attached with yours. If someone is insulting you it means my name is hampered.

How would I know the menu for dinner after all you are going to cook it. Geet did'nt know from where the courage came but one thing was sure if she stayed quiet today then she would have to listen to all this all her life. She did'nt mind hearing the taunts but was not ready to compromise with Maan's honour. Nakul told me you cook really well. She lied.

Actua... Apoorva searched for words, she did'nt even knew how to break an egg.

Don't be shy. Mai bhi toh apni devrani ke haath ka khaana khao zara. Geet coaxed.

Everyone gaped at Geet they had never accepted her to answer back, even Dadimaa was pleasently surprised.

Toh Maan ki company ka asar inpe padne hi laga. Dadimaa thought then spoke supporting Geet. Haan Apoorva humne bhi aapke 

haath ka khana nai khaya kabhi.

Ji Dadimaa. Apoorva had no other choice than to accept.

Geet didi jaldi kitchen me chaliye. Nakul brought Geet with him.

She looked at the mess created by Apoorva n then at Apoorva herself who was standing in a cornor with tears in eyes, ready to spill anytime.

Aap kamre mein jayiye, I'll take care here. Geet said politely. Apoorva was tired n ashamed so she left without a word.

It took Geet a lot of time to clear Apoorva's mess, then she cooked the dinner for everyone.


All were having dinner including Maan. Geet was again on duty of serving everyone.

The food is again out of the world. A man may be one of Geet's brother in law said to Geet knowing Apoorva could never cook such food so it must be Geet only.

I am sorry but I did'nt made it. All the dishes are cooked by Apoorva. Geet answered n Apoorva looked at her not believing

her ears.

Everyone praised Apoorva n after that dinner was a quiet affair to which Maan was surprised. No taunts n indirect fights. Was it some 

dream?

Maan later enquired the issue from Nakul who told him all the happening at lunch n then in kitchen.

Geet bhabhi. Geet was moving to her room when she heard the call from behind. She turned n found Apoorva.

Thank you for lying that I cooked the dinner. Apoorva said her head hung down.

No need for thanks. What are families for? Geet replyed with a smile.

Mujhe sorry bhi kehna hai for saying those things.

It’s ok. Geet said n Apoorva left with a friendly nod.

Maan who was hearing the conversation never knew words like 'sorry' n 'thank you' existed in Apoorva dictionary.

Geet entered her room happy. Maan's way was actually effective. Sometime you need to opt the wrong to do the right.

She was about to open her bag to unpack when Maan entered her room n scooped her in his arms, bride style.

Maan koi dekh lega. Geet said when Maan moved through the corridors to his room.

Maan was unsure if Geet would again sleep in her room like the first night in Mukki. Why to take chance so he himself went to her room to bring her to his bed oppss... their bed in their room.

He placed her on bed n slipped beside her, holding her tight feeling her close.

No need to unpack. Tomorrow Nakul will bring your things here, you will stay with me. Geet just smiled to this, she liked his possessiveness.

Geet how you just transformed in one day n brought Apoorva on track.

Wo apne last time kaha tha na k your name is attached with me n dont want it to get hampered. She said slowly.

How can someone be so angelic. Maan thought to himself.

Now when you listened to me it calls for a gift. Maan said. Ask whatever you want.

Sacchi you will give me whatever I want? She asked excited.

Haan thats what I said.

Then promise me you will never go hunting again.

That was what she wanted, when will she start thinking about herself. Ok.

Geet was so so happy, that she was grinning ear to ear.

By the way I can't hunt animals but I can always hunt you down, right? He came on top of her n Geet blushed the darkest shade of red. Tell me...

You don't need to hunt me just close your eyes n I will be there with you. She said looking in his eyes.

Her words were always so special, they made him feel special.

What one need is just the assurance of love from the one they love.

He again came to her side. Good. Now sleep. He said kissing her forehead.

Hmm... Was her reply as she hid her face in his broad, protective chest n soon her spirit flew to dreamland.

PART- 28

She snuggled closer into the cozy n comfortable pillow below her. It was perfect, just the way she liked. Suddenly her eyes shot open n she realised it was no pillow but her husband's chest.

She blushed pink n stared at his sleeping form. His beautiful face was what she wanted to wake up to every morning.

His eyes were closed so she had full freedom to observe. She looked at his taut forehead n tracing her fingers over it placed a soft peck carefully not to disturb his sleep. Her heart fluttered like  a newly turned butterfly recently grown her wings. She again dipped her head n lovingly kissed both his eyes. 

Wow he felt so good, she smiled n placed a naughty kiss on his nose.

It was the first time she was actually noticing him like this, almost in a sinfull way. Her eyes landed on his perfectly carved M-shaped lips, she loved the feel of them caressing her. She bent a little to kiss him there as well but stopped, her lips almost brushing his. What was she doing?

She immediately turned to leave but Maan grasped her head from back n next moment her lips crushed into his. His lips authoritatively moved over hers n she could'nt hold herself from responding back. Geet did'nt knew when she came below him, their bodies gently rubbing over each other n the room filled with their moans of pleasure.

Your kiss my life, my hunger satisfied
Your sweet taste my blessing, the only relief to my heart

He left her breathing heavily n buried his face in her hairs taking in her aroma.

Why you moved back I was enjoying it? He asked in a husky yet stern voice.

It took her some time to register that Maan was asking her something. Wo.. mai.. She shuttered not knowing what to answer as she was cought red handed.

You can kiss me anytime, anywhere. You have as much right on me as I have on you. He stated still lost in her hair.

Geet did'nt believe her ears. He must have said it in state of intoxication but it meant alot for Geet. 

He nuzzled her neck with his nose n she giggled.

Your giggle the sound from heaven,
Enlightening my soul, making my existance worthwhile

What could be more better way to start the day than listening to her giggle filled with happiness.

Aap taiyaar ho jaiye mai naashta taiyaar karti hu. She said slipping out when Maan was dazzed by the sound of her laughter.

I will deal with you afterwards. He warned, finding her going out.

Geet just chuckled n left to bring his coffee. She came with his black coffee n placed his cloths on bed while he took bath.

Geet had earlier extended her leave n today she had decided to go to school after recess as all relatives were to leave in morning. 

They ate breakfast together. All the while Maan was gazing Geet dangerously n she was not meeting his eyes.

Apoorva did'nt messed with Geet n all relatives went back to Mumbai meanwhile Maan also left for his office.

Later Dadimaa saw the servents shifting Geet's belongings to Maan's room. Dadimaa gave Geet a questioning look but her blush answered it all. She smiled n patted Geet head giving her blessings then Geet also left for work.

Adi n Shasha was giving Maan details of his new venture but he was'nt able to concentrate anymore. 

Its been 5 hours since he was in office n had not seen her. From past 3 days he used to see her in 

every 2-3 hours n now he was yearning for her one glimpse. It seems the more time he spends with her the more addicted he bacame n his drug was lethal.

At last he decided to go back home where his wife would be waiting.

He reached KM n straight away went to his room only to find it empty. He thought may be she would be working in kitchen but she was not there too. Dadimaa had also gone to some friend.

Geet... He roared, frustrated.

Sir she is not at home. Nakul came running.

Where is she? He was hell h angry now. Why was'nt she home?

She is gone to school.

School? Why??

She works there. He stated the fact.

Geet came back at 5, an hour late than her regular timing. A big bundle copies were to be checked n it took a lot of time n stamina to complete all the pending work. She was very tired n entered her room with the idea of taking a long relaxing bath. But something else was awaiting her.

The room was pitch dark n she glided her palm over the wall to search for the switch. Before her hand could find its destination it met with a tight grip n she came face to face with blood shot angry eyes.

Where were you? He half groaned half spoke.

Geet flinched with the rage in his voice n fumbled with her words. I had gone to work.

N exactly when were you planning to tell me. He asked through gritted teeth.

PART- 29

His grip on her hand was hurting. I thought you don't care if I work or not. She said meekly. 

Her intentions were never to hide something but she just didn't told him as she thought he was not concerned whether she was working  or staying at home.

It was right he was not bothered before but now things were different, he was different.

Why do think so dammit. I care for you. He grabbed her hair n said possessively. More than anything else.

Its painful to know that the one for whom you care the most, thinks that you don't...
But somewhere its your gesticulates only which gives them the wrong idea.
Love is not always considering self pain but understanding the other's anguish too.

Geet eyes were ready to spill. She did'nt knew if to shriek with pain inflicted by his tight hold or rejoice at his confession.

I am sorry. She said because that seemed the best option.

You think your sorry is enough. Maan was still seething in anger n  his grasp on her hair only got intense. How dare she 'his wife' hide something from him.

Her apology did'nt had any affect so only one other thing came to her mind that could help in damage control as it always worked.

Will you calm down if I will give you a kiss? She asked innocently as if offering the world's most precious thing.

Maan watched her amazed. For all the times he had thought that she faked being naive n innocent, he was utterly wrong. She was as pure n as virtuous as she seemed.


Serene... Uncorrupted by any evil or malice, pure,
Virgin to all sins
The real beauty n the only bliss of this beast.


She waited for his answer praying that this would work. Her wait got over when he pushed her to the wall. Pressing her petite frame with his, hard yet pleasurable. He brought his thumb to her rosy lips.

You remember, I like you raw. He wiped the colour off her lips only to paint them with his love.

Geet tried to match his passion but somehow all her efforts failed, so she let him dominate her. Maan was angry n she took it all in form of his harshness.

He plunged his tongue deep inside her, stroking her tongue ocassioanlly. He brought it back swaying it over her smooth pearls he nipped her lower lip making it bleed.

No wine could match the intoxicating sweet taste of her, he thought. Mishti.. He said into her mouth which Geet obvioulsy was in no position to contemplate. He left her mouth n attacked herneck.

Maan... She hissed throwing her head back as his hot lips burned her skin. She laced her finger in his hairs pressing him more to her. His lips kept making her moan but after sometime he relieved her.

Maan could have taken her right there but now he was clear. He wanted to do it with her consent n when she was ready. He knew all the wait was worth it as that special moment would be ecstatic.

One strays until he finds the destination.
Lust dominates only until true love is not there.

You are not going to work anymore. Maan commanded, he wanted her completely for himself.

Again her eyes became misty she so much wanted to teach, it was her dream job but if he wanted she was ready to give it up.

As you say. She said, still two tears escaped the barrier of control.

God these damn tears. Maan thought. She perfectly knew how to make him think back.

Holding her chin he made her look into his eyes. You want to work?

She shook her head for a no. 

Yeah sure. Maan thought sarcastically.

When you come back? He asked.

3:30 pm. It was good in a way. He could work peacefully till 3 knowing she would not be available at home.

Ok you can continue your teaching. Her face lit up instantly. But I want you back sharp at 3:30.

Pakka. She chirruped n hugged him.

You wait here I am going to bring your food. Geet said to Cotton n left for kitchen. Everyone was finished with their dinner n now was cotton's turn to fill up his ever hungry tummy.

Maan entered the room n found Cotton sitting on floor.

I am only baring you because of Geet. He said angrily. Poor Cotton looked here n there, balcony door was closed n Maan had closed the main door too so there was no place to run. So he simply hid under the bed.

Maan settled on the bed with his legs hanging down n started checking his mails on tab.

Cotton didn't like the idea of Geet shifting back to Maan's room. Why mumma didn't bring my food yet? He thought as his stomach growled.

Few more minutes passed n Geet was still not back. Cotton was getting bored under the bed. He was incredulous why Maan did'nt liked him specially when he had got such a cute face. Lately Maan was not behaving that scary so he thought to befriend him may be he could give some extra food to him.

By now all must be aware Cotton's every thought started with food n ended with food only.

Cotton gathered all his tiny miny courage. He came out from under the bed n rubbed his head against Maan's feet, scowling softly.

What are you doing? Maan asked irritated.

Cotton immediately stepped back n stared at him cutely, with his big shinning eyes, dropping his ears.

Maan's expressions softened. Cotton totally resembled Geet's puppy face right now. How could he hate something which she loved?

Like reading his mind Cotton again went to him n this time licked his feet.

Eww... Dare you do that again n I'll cut your tongue. Maan said pissed off.

Geet entered the room with Cotton's food bowl. She placed the bowl on floor n clapped her hands merrily, Maan n Cotton together... that was 8th wonder.

Wow aap dono ki friendship ho gai. She said quite excited while Cotton was busy eating. Mai apko Cotton k new cloths dikhti hu.

Crap! Now I have to look at this animal's designer wear. Maan thought then said. Geet I don't want to see anything. I have seen enough for today. Just shoo that thing out n come to bed. I wanna sleep.

Both Geet n Cotton made puppy face but that did'nt worked. Finally Geet left Cotton out of their room n they slept off.

PART- 30

Next day Geet left before Maan. He was not liking it at all but for her sake he decided to ignore, anyways they were going to meet again at 3:30.

He left for office with the thought of coming back to KM n meet her again.

I act desperate, like a fool I crave for you
Its nothing but your magic
That made even this rock-heart beat,
Just by your single view

Slowly but time passed n he was happy that now it was finally 3. He sat in his car to leave for home. It was strange how his life that was earlier centered to money n fame, now revolved around her. Previously fun meant girls, parties n sex. Now it just meant Geet. His fun, his peace, his everything resided with her only.

Finally home. He sighed reaching KM in just 15 minutes. There were still 15 minutes left in her arrival. He cursed the clock for ticking so slow. But at 3:30 she did'nt came.

3:35

NO Geet

3:50

NO Geet

4:00

NO Geet

It was unbareable for him, he could'nt take it anymore. She had promised to came at 3:30. Picking up the vase he threw it angrily breaking up the glass table into million of pieces.

Bhaiya yeh kaise ho gaya. Geet asked the servant who was clearing the glass pieces off the floor.

Maan sir is not in good mood today. He broke the table. Geet gulped hard n looked at the watch it was 4:15 which meant she was 45 mins late. Some pending work held her n one student had came with a maths problem after school.

Babaji bacha lena. She prayed nervously n walked to their room.

Maan was not there so she started searching for him. Gym's door was open n she also heard voices from inside. She stepped in n her mouth dropped to O.

There he was practicing his martial arts n looking ... Oh! She was not getting the right word to describe him.

She moved behind the white curtains observing him keenly. Babaji everyone used to say husband is god. I didn't knew they meant it to this extent. He actually looks like a god. 

Earlier only once she had seen him working out. That time she was too scared to notice him this way.

A drop of boiling sweat rolled down his temple tracing his jaws then further down to his chest n she blushed. It was the same gorgeous body which had engulfed her umpteenth times.

She kept walking walking past the pillars n behind the shielding curtains not knowing when she reached so close to him that holding her hand he jerked into his embrace.

He had sensed her way back when she had just entered the room n was playing hide n seek, drooling over him. Never before he felt so masculine, so powerful like he felt right now, having her looking at him with so much adoration in her eyes. Then only his anger had started evaporating just like the beads of sweat rolling endlessly on his body, cooling him down.

He was the same MSK who ruined the life of the one who did even the smallest thing to anger him n here this girl cooled his blazing nerves just by a simple gaze.

Maan you are so hot. Geet gasped after colliding with her oh-so-sexy husband. That 'hot' was not clearly stated, if it meant for his anger, his body temperature or his physical appearance. Maan smirked choosing the last option.

He remembered her fault n his expressions again shifted from naughty to angry. You are late. He said bringing her so close that she could literally taste each word.

Mai.. mai wo..mai.. Geet was finding it difficult to form correct sentence. He was so near plus that sweaty taut body of his was not helping either.

Wo mai kya? He demanded huskily into her ear removing her dubbatta n throwing it in a dark corner.

She tried to move back but he jerked her near yet again so that her bosoms pressed to him. Now how was she supposed to answer in this condition?

Somehow she gathered her wits. 

It won't happen again, I promise. She said with so much sincerity in her eyes that he knew it was not a lie.

What will I get this time? He said n her breathing became hitched when she found his head getting lower.

He bit on her breast over the cloth not waiting for any answer while she winced in pain n the main thing was she never really knew that pain could be so pleasurable at times.

Her exotic moan was heavenly music inflaming his desires. When he bit her again she clutched his hair n he groaned lifting his head up. She was panting looking ever so tempting.

Maan aap mujhe martial arts sikhayenge? She asked out of blues to shun what was happening n moreover she actually wanted to learn martial arts remembering the night when the goons had attacked her.

Only because of Maan she escaped the brutal situation without any grave damages. She was not even able to help Maan which led to some serious injuries.

So you want to learn martial arts? He asked turning her, gluing her back to him n expertly opening her braid.

Yesss... She hissed feeling him removing her hair to one side n planting a brief yet deep kiss on her nape.

Yes to the martial arts thing or you like the feel of my lips. He said smirking while Geet blushed crimson.

Both. She said n instantly hid her face into her palm.

At that very moment Maan just wanted to take her to bed n make wild love to her all night.

He turned her around to face him again. Don't do that I might eat you right now. He warned.

This time she hid her face in his thorax hearing his shameless confession which was nothing in comparison to his thoughts. Feeling his hand creep up her wet back with his sweat, she again stiffened.

He played with the knot of her kurti n finally opened it with one pull. Geet closed her eyes she knew what coming when his hand freely moved on her exposed back n he dipped his head in the crook of her neck, kissing her fervently.

She held him tight as each kiss made her more weak on her knees. He sensuously slid down her left sleeve devouring her shoulder to its full length.

They moved apart hearing the knock on the door. Maan again slid her sleeve up n carefully tied the knot of her kurti.

A servent came in told that Dadimaa was calling them so they

went  downstairs.

Raji ka phone aaya tha n she was asking if you can go there. Dadimaa informed.

Haan wo aaj uske birthday hai. Can I go?

Sure bete...

NOO.. Maan said in between. When finally he got her, Raji was calling her. No ways he was letting her go.

On the other Geet so much wanted to go home it was Raji's birthday n she had not visited home since the ritual of pug phere. 

Please... She pleaded like a child.

Maan knew that if he said 'No' again, it would mean the use of her next weapon 'tears'.

Fine. He said exasperated making her jump merrily. But I will come with you.

Dadimaa was surprised but Maan didn't cared. He was ready to do anything to be with her even if it totally contradicted his character.

Thats the immense power of love
It makes you do weird things that you would have never thought of doing
But there you are doing them all n not even a bit regretting.

PART- 31

Geet could'nt believe that Maan was going with her for Rajji's birthday. She thanked her stars that she had already brought a gift a Rajji as she was doubtful that Maan would have liked shopping with her.

Maan looked at Geet from corner of his eyes, she had knocked his breath out when she came clad in that stunning purple sari. He just  loved her in sari, it made her look ravishing at the same time provided him better access.

The came to a halt at the red signal.

Roses. Geet shouted looking at the kid selling the lovely bunchs of her favorite flower. She tried to peek out of the window but instead her head bumped into the transparent glass which she thought was  open.

Ouch.. She said rubbing her head.

Maan's lips curled into a small smile looking at the stupidity of his childish wife.

Is that a smile? She asked amused, pointing towards his face. It was not some intimidating smirk or evil grin, it was a genuine smile n she had'nt seen that one before.

Maan straightened himself. All... He said to the kid giving him the  money while the kid handed all the roses to Geet.

The signal turned green n Maan resumed driving not himself believing that he actually smiled, heartly. It had been years since he had smiled without any specific purpose but today it came just like that, naturally.


They reached Geet's colony or in Maan's words Geet's 'middle class colony' only the smell made him sick. What was he doing here? It was a filthy place not meant for someone as great as him.  Though, ironically the person born on the same street ruled his heart.

It was past 7 when they reached Geet's home n Rajji's friends had started leaving. It was small party n she had called some of her friends.

Geet didi.. Rajji exclaimed upon seeing Geet n hugged her dearly. They were meeting after a long time n both really missed each other. Brij n Mr. Handa welcomed Maan but the reality was they had not actually expected him to come.

They ate dinner together but no one spoke regarding only Rajji n Geet were the only persons who liked n wanted to talk. But they can't talk in the presence of the three men present there. So the only sentance spoken on dinner table was 'pass the salt'.

Wow didi thank you so much. Rajji said happily as she opened her gift. They were sitting in Rajji's room to talk as they can't do it outside. The gift was collection of all the books of Twilight series.

Geet knew Rajji's craze for romantic novels. It was Rajji 16 birthday n Geet wanted to gift her this, well aware that Brij n her dad would never let her buy something like that.

You know whats more special I brought it with my own salary. Geet said proudly.

Kya???? You started working?? Jiju is OK with it??

Haan. She answered with a smile.

Geeet... Brij screeched while coming into the room, not very pleased with the news of Geet working. We didn't marry you to work.

Geet stood up in defence. Par Veerji, Maan n Dadimaa have no problem with it. She said softly answering her Veerji back for the first time.

Women are not meant to work out in men's world, especially when they are married. You should be taking care of your family. Brij shouted, more angry, first she did wrong n now was answering back.

Par Veerji...

Brij did'nt let her complete n instead raised his hand to slap her. This was the tradition of Handa family, the men seemed to be living in 17th century considering the women in house below n not once hesitated in physically abusing them if they tried to fight back, even for the right cause. They were born male so they are right, always.

Brij's intended slap never met Geet's cheek for Maan held his hand in mid air n punched him right across his face making his nose bleed. Mr. Handa came running from back.

Nobody has got the nerve to misbehave with my wife n those who do I know how to deal with them. He said, gritting his teeth. Hearing the loud voices, he had decided to come n check n found that insane ready to hit his Geet.

She works or not is our matter n you have no say it. Maan said with finality, his voice so frightening that Brij could'nt have retorted back.

Geet silently said bye to Rajji, she knew they were not going to stay here anymore. Not disappointing her, Maan grabbed her hand n yanked her outside.


At night Geet sat on her bed, sad with the turn of event at her home. She did'nt wanted Brij to get hurt in her worst dream but she could'nt deny the gush of power n courage she felt with Maan support.

For the first time she was sure that she was right because he was with her. She only answered Brij back because Maan had consented for her job n she knew teaching was no crime.

After marriage a girl leave all things behind n her husband becomes her upmost priority

Nothing else matter than his opinions n choice as well nothing else is more empowering than his support

His 'Yes' means you can fight the world, because you know that he is always there behind to hold you when you fall

Meanwhile Maan entered the room n found Geet deep in thought.

Here. He said forwarding a packet.

What's this? She asked taking it anyway.

Clothes. He stated.

Clothes? Geet asked confused.

You can't learn martial arts in salwar suit. Can you? She was Mrs. Khurana n Maan wanted her to be strong, not always scare 

scare n run run. Be ready at 5 in morning.

PART- 32

Geet stood in the bathroom, nervously holding the cloths to be worn for her so called training. Maan had given her tight fitted black tracks n equally tight black top with no sleeves n just thin straps.

Only the sight of it gave her shivers, how will she wear it? Worse, how will she go in front of him?

Babaji maine kyu kaha unse sikhane k liye.. She said pouting.

Who knows if she said no, he may again get angry. With no other option left, she wore the skimpy cloths trying to pacify her that it was better than the shirt she had worn earlier on their trip.

Maan did little warm up until she came. He had delibrately chosen that sleeveless top, it was his fee for giving her the lessons.

He smirked when she entered the gym, looking as sexy as he had expected or even more. The cloths kissing her skin n her hairs tied in french braid flaunting the slender neck, warm n ready for feeding.

She walked to him looking everywhere but him. Her heart pounding so fast as if it was not some training but her SR.

All set? He asked.

Hmm. Was all she could let out.

The thing you are going to learn is called Tai chi. Its an ancient chinese martial art mainly used for self defence. He explained moving behind, his words fanning her cheek.

Play Me

Ring my bell, ring my bells..

Ring my bell, ring my bells..

Ring my bell, ring my bells..

Ring my bell, ring my bells..

She was stiff like a rock, it was the result of his proximity n he knew it. You need to relax. He whispered tracing her arms till he held her palm in his.

Sometimes you love it
Sometimes you don't
Sometimes you need it and you don't wanna let go..

He raised her hands n his breath on her neck led to a sharp intake of air from her. Her vision was blurred so she gave in n closed her eyes.

Sometimes we rush it

Sometimes we fall

It doesn't matter baby we can take it real slow..

Some forces are so strong that you know there is no escape, 

Sometimes loosing seems so tempting that you don't want to fight
Surrendering your soul, you only abide

Cause the way that we touch is something that we can't deny

And the way that you move oh it makes me feel alive

Come on

Their bodies were gued as if one, n as he moved, she moved, in sink, on his lead. She did'nt knew what was happening but the closeness, the touch, it felt so nice, she felt alive, like living for the first time.

Ring my bell, ring my bells..
Ring my bell, ring my bells..
You try to hide it
I know you do

When all you really want is me to come and get to

She danced to his tunes, free from all worldly affairs, flowing in his magic. How much time passed she did'nt knew. What were they doing, she did'nt knew. But she did'nt mind the oblivion until he was there with her, by her side.

You move in closer
I feel you breathe
It's like the world just disappears when you around me oh

He turned her n she discovered he was kissing her, his lips smooth as always, so familier yet so new. She was not sure if they were training anymore, she still let him dominate.

Cause the way that we touch is something that we can't deny oh yeah
And the way that you move oh you make me feel alive so

Come on

Her back touched the cold stone piller but his burning body compensated for that. His lips ate hers n she relished every bit of it. Feeling of ecstacy overtook her n she found herself floting into bliss. His lips trailed down earning countless moans from her, each desperate n needy.

Ring my bell, ring my bells..
Ring my bell, ring my bells..
Ring my bell, ring my bells..
Ring my bell, ring my bells..

He moved back n she hazzily found him removed his vest. He again pressed his body onto hers, wetting her top with his sweaty torso. She did'nt mind rather was happy to get him back. His hungry hard body gave her shivers.

I say you want, I say you need

I can tell by your face, you know the way it turns me on

I say you want, I say you need
I will do what it takes, I would never do you wrong

Hands, his expert partners in crime made their way inside her top n she arched herself towards him. He ignited passion so mighty, it left her shamelessly craving.

Cause the way that we love is something that we can't fight oh yeah
I just can't get enough oh you make me feel alive so come on

Her breaths came out laboured n she figured out that the warmth was no more there, he was no more there.

Ring my bell, ring my bells..

Ring my bell, ring my bells..

I say you want, I say you need
Ring my bell, ring my bells..
Ring my bell, ring my bells..
I say you want, I say you need

Ring my bell, ring my bells.

Still leaning on the pillor it took her minutes or maybe hours to regain her senses. She was unable to comprehend if she should thank god or complaine that her like this, disoriented n unfulfilled.


Some days passed n Geet made it a point to never come late. Everyday she reached home to find Maan eagerly waiting for her. He stayed at office till 3 only n after that looked over all the business from KM. No one could he say he was same person who did'nt used to see the face of home for days n now he spent most of his time at KM only.

Maan n Geet's Tai-Chi classes continued but they always ended up making out against the pillors n sometimes even on floor. After coming back from work both used to sit in study n complete their respective jobs, Maan did his office work while Geet checked copies n prepeared for lessons she had to give the next day in school but here also they ended up engulfed in passion, against the wall or couch or table, anything would suffice.

It was like Maan could'nt keep his hands off her. He wanted her always in front of him n within his reach. Everything was extreame for him let it be hate or business n when it came to love, he loved her beyond the bounderies of sanity.

N Geet, ask her what happiness means n she would tell the name of her husband. She had gone through the worst of time. Saw her dreams crashing down on the hard floor of reality but today she considered it just a small price for all the happiness that her life now was filled with in face of Maan. His each word was like line on stone for her. She did whatever he said n never disappointed him anycase.

Dadimaa was out of the world. There was time when she had lost all hopes of Maan becoming a human but Geet did the unbelievable but Dadimaa was more incredulous to the changes in  Geet she had started caming out of her shell n was more sure of herself.

Though Maan n Geet were intimate most of the time but Maan did'nt crossed all limits, the last thread of distance was still to be broken. N with Maan's rapidly decreasing patience the thread did'nt seem to be able to hold on for long.

PART- 33

Maan looked above from his file n found her lost n not concentrating on her work. That was odd, she always gave full attention to the work in hand.

They were in study, working but Geet was sitting absently with some long forgotten book in hand. Something was distrubing her n he needed to find out. If it was bothering her then it was his worry too.

He stood up from his chair n sat on the couch beside her.

Geet... She looked in front where he was sitting previously but then discovered he sitting beside her.

Ji... Geet answered looking into his eyes.

What happened? He asked, his face unreadable but care etched in his dark orbs.

Nai kuch nai... She stood up not wanting to confront him right now. Mai aapki coffee lati hu.

But running away was not an option. Maan held her hand n pulled her into his lap.

There is no point hiding from me. Maan said n she knew it was true.

He tucked the loose strands of hair behind her ear to get a better view of her angelic face. She looked here n there nervously his touch giving her goosebumps.

You can share with me. He said not getting anything else to speak. 

He was never good with these type of talks.

Wo wo... She fumbled, playing with his shirt button. Wo next month baccho ke exams shuru ho rahe hai toh mujhe darr lag raha hai aur 3 din mein school ka annual function hai, uski tension bhi hai.

She lied with a stone on her heart, the problem was Mr. Singh. First she thought of his gestures as a fragment of her imagination but the day when she rejoined the school after coming back from Mukki, he held her hand n told that he missed her.

She just jerked her hand away terrified. But that day she became sure that the bad vibes she was getting from him were not baseless. His dirty touches n looks contuinued n she felt disgusted of herself.

Everytime he touched her or stared at her she felt like cheating on Maan. Her each cell n nerve was named his no other man even had the right to see her in that way. But she kept silent n tried to ignore Mr. Singh as much as possible finding no other option available.

She did'nt wanted to include Maan either, she knew how possessive he was, he would kill Mr. Singh bare handed or could even ask her to quit teaching which she loved dearly.

Maan delicately holding her chin made her look into his eyes n found her eyes filled with tears, tears of helplessness, tears of guilt for lying.

Everything will be fine. Maan assured giving a faint smile though he knew her reason was not worth getting tense but she was Geet n she could get scared of the silliest things.

His assurance was enough to give her courage. She hugged him showing her gratitude while Maan hugged her back.

Before he thought about physical intimacy only but now he was aware,
that a warm heartfelt hug does have its own importance in a relationship. (by aashluvsmaan)

Maan nuzzled her neck making her giggle.

Maan mai aapse ek baat kahu??

Haan...

She leaned back to look at him. You look beautiful when you smile. She said softly, blushing hard.

God! How can someone be innocently arousing. He thought n pushed her down so that she was lying on couch below him. Until she was with him he always had a reason to smile.

Maan mujhe bahut saara kaam hai...

First complete mine... He said naughtily n took her lips into his, his hands exploring her hidden treasures.

Guess who? 

You should'nt be here Su. Maan said coldly removing the pair of hands from his eyes. How peacefully he was sitting in living room checking his mails but seems like god was not liking his happiness.  Thank god Dadimaa was not at home.

I am back. Sunaina chirruped, her face dripping with tons of make up.

Headache is back. Maan thought then spoke aloud. I told you clearly not to come here.

Comeon MK I am back after so many days from Dubai. She cooed.

You were in Dubai? He asked.

Yeah... She screeched. I had informed you before leaving.

Whatever. You are not allowed here Su, so leave.

Well I thought you would like to have some fun. Sunaina trailed her finger on his cheek, her long nail painted red like a witch. If you want I can stay here tonight.

Maan rolled his eyes.

Su you don't understand my simple words. I said I don't want you  here. So just leave right now. His voice was loud n clear n she understood he won't give in. It would be better to leave for now.

Fine. She said making a face. I will see you in office.

She left, her high heels making irritating click-clock sound. Maan again was going continue checking mails but insead his eyes met Geet's.

Dinner is ready. She said with a smile. Surely she knew that Maan was previously involved with Sunaina but she believed him more then herself. Her heart was only filled with love for him n there was no space for doubt. So she did'nt asked any question n gave him the freedom to deal with Sunaina in his own way.

Geet... Geet looked behind at the sound of her name n saw Pinky walking hastily towards her, with a burgur in hand.

The bell has rung which means the recess is over. Geet said chuckling n resumed walking to her class while Pinky fell in step beside her.

Wo sab chod... What are you wearing for the annual function? She asked excited to the core.

Abhi tak soch nai maine. Geet replied.

Kya? Abhi tak nai socho. I brought my dress a week ago. You know who is the chief guest? Pinky asked not believing that Geet still did'nt knew 

what to wear for the function.

Na... Geet was going to answer but just then a girl passed them like lighting n with her gesticulates it seemed like she was crying.

She is Riya. Right? Class 9th. Geet said n they both followed Riya into the girls washroom. The washroom was deserted at the moment as the classes had already started.

They found Riya bundled up in a corner crying her eyes out.

Kya hua Riya? Geet asked the pretty girl, kneeling beside her on the floor.

She did'nt answered n kept sobbing hidding her face in her arms that were folded over her knees so tightly as if she was trying to protect herself.

Geet gave a puzzled look to Pinky to which she just shrugged.

Riya you don't need to fear us. Geet said n Riya looked at her. 

Geet blinked her eyes encouraging her to speak.

I had not completed my homework so Khusboo Ma'am asked me to go to Principal Sir. I went to his cabin. Riya said in between sobs. There he closed the door, I was alone with him n... n... he tried to k..kiss me. Someone knocked the door n somehow I ran out.
She again started crying bitterly n Geet eyes also became misty seeing the young girl's torment.

How can someone be so cruel. A teacher's place is regarded higher than the god n here he was misusing his place as a principal, taking advantage of poor girls. That was not at all acceptable. Geet's patience broke that very second Geet decided to show Mr. Singh his right place. It was time for him to learn how to respect woman.

He should learn that a girl was not just a piece of meat but a living creature who had the right to live without a vulture always flying over her to tear her apart.

PART- 34

It was the day of Annual Function n Geet was elegantly dressed in a beautiful sari, not too flashy yet eye catching.

Everyone was present in the main auditorium including students, parents, staff n eminent personalities from business n political sector as it was one of the best schools of Delhi.


Geet n Pinky after discovering Riya's case discussed the issue with some other female teachers who were their friend n found out that Geet was not the only teacher who had bad experiences with Mr. Singh.

'The one who ignores the crime is the biggest criminal'

A woman is soft n forgiving but can be fatal when she decides on something seriously. All female teachers had decided to deal with Mr. Singh together. Alone they were vulnerable but unity made them strong. They were determined to show Mr. Singh his right place.

He didn't deserve to be the principal, not only was he misbehaving with teachers but was making the naive school girls the prey of his lust. It was a clear case of Child Abuse. Mr. Singh needed to get punished n Geet had the perfect plan.


The function was almost finished n the felicitation ceremony was going on. This year the administration had decided to honour the principal for his twenty years of service to the school.

We would like to invite Mr. Shaurya Singh on stage as to present him with the momentum for his 20 years of faithful n loyal service to the institution. The announcement was made n DM presented Mr. Singh with the momentum.

Next Geet had to present him with a bouquet of flower. She walked to the smiling Mr. Singh who was busy relishing all the respect n applause which he didn't deserve even a bit.

Geet stopped in front of Mr. Singh while he forwarded his hands to receive the bouquet. She looked into his eyes, no regret, and no shame. Her hands were shaking but she had to take revenge for all the times he touched her, the times his lustful eyes landed on her.

She wanted revenge not just for her but for her fellow teachers, Riya n all other innocent students who came to receive education but met this hyena in face of principal. 20 years, god knows how many sins he would have committed, taking advantage of his scared position.

Looking at his disgusting face her insides boiled n mustering all her courage she slapped Mr. Singh, giving him the shock of his life. Her slap was not that hard, it wouldn't have hurt him much but the impact she made on his reputation was deep n will always be intact.

Before Mr. Singh or anyone else could do anything the light were switched off n a video started on the projector.

Same Day, Morning 9 A.M

The annual function was to start in 1 hour n all corridor n classes were empty as everyone was in hall doing last minute preparations.Geet are you sure, you can do it? Pinky asked knowing Geet's personality.

Geet herself was not sure but she gave a faint nod.

Any other person would have taken god's name but for Geet her husband was god, so it was him she remembered before entering Mr. Singh's cabin.

Maan... She took in a deep breath n stepped inside, closing the door behind her.

Mr. Singh was checking his appearance in the side mirror before going out to check everything.

Oh! Geet what brings you here? Mr. Singh asked finding Geet in his cabin, surely noticing the closed door.

Ahem... I.. Just... Um.. wanted to spend some alone time with you. Her hands were sweating n she had never been this unconfident.

Mr. Singh knotted his brows. Geet I am your admirer since long but what's with your sudden change of heart? He asked walking towards her.

Nothing like that. I never said that I don't like you. She said giving her best smile but her insides were shaking.

Really? Mr. Singh asked with a grin.

You.. You are looking very good today. She stated.

Well you are looking no less. He complimented.Not just today but you always look gorgeous. I gave you the job because I was left mesmerised by your photograph on the application form.

But I thought I got selected due to my merit in maths. Geet asked actually amazed.

It was not needed after seeing your face. He said as if that was the rightist thing to do.

He traced his index finger up her arm n Geet as reflex looked in the direction of the hidden camera that they had placed in his cabin before Mr. Singh had arrived.

She again turned to him not wanting to give rise to any suspicion.You know you are an angel, not meant for working. Your place is somewhere else. He hinted.Right now the function is about to starting. But like you I also would like to spend some time with you. What if we go for a dinner tonight n then we can go to some hotel.

Hmm.. I think we should leave now. She said turning around as Mr. Singh was now standing so close that his polluted breath was falling on her face.

Wait sweetie we still have a little time. He held her hand n leaning over her, he suggested. Why not make full of it.

Geet quickly pressed the dial button on her mobile which she was clutching in her hand. Outside Mr. Singh's cabin Pinky's mobile vibrated n she got the cue. She knocked the door, stopping Mr. Singh.

Sir everything is ready, we are waiting for you.

The video ended n lights turned on. All were stunned with the revelation.

Mr. Singh glanced at all the accusing faces. Then his eyes went to Geet, she was the sole reason was all this.

You... Without any warning he pounced on Geet but never reached her. Maan kicked him on stomach n he landed flat on ground.

Maan was invited as chief guest; he knew Geet worked in the same  school so he accepted the invitation without any thought. Geet was busy planning the whole thing n Maan knowing Geet had no idea about him being the chief guest decided to surprise her. But instead he himself got surprised.

Due to some work he made it at the end of the function but didn't miss the whole drama. From Geet's slap to the video he witnessed it all.

Keep your filthy hands away from her. He threatened n kicked him more each thrust stronger than the previous. She is Mrs. MSK.

Mr. Singh looked at him with horror. He didn't know that she was his wife.

I am sorry. Mr. Singh pleaded but Maan was no where listening he crushed his hand under his foot making them bleed.

Maan.. Geet held his shoulder n he noticed everyone was watching them, there were students too. He ran a hand through his hair n controlled himself.

One of the teachers had called the police so they appeared on the scene. Teachers told them that not only Mr. Singh harassed them but also molested a girl n she was ready to give her statement. The police arrested Mr. Singh n took him away.

Adi.. Maan shouted.

Y..yes Sir. Adi stammered as Maan was obviously not in a good mood.

I want this video on all news channels. Blur Geet's face but that bas***d's face should be crystal clear. He ordered n grabbing Geet's hand walked out.

By Maan's demeanour Geet understood that he was angry n now she was hell scared.


They reached home n Maan took Geet all the way to their room.Maan wo...

What were you thinking, huh? Maan asked shaking her by shoulders. He was habitual of the Geet, who was timid n depended on him. Geet doing something this big on her own was unacceptable. The view of that freak touching his Geet flashed before him increasing his rage to a totally new level.

You know how risky was that? Couldn't you have just told me?

Geet held his cheek. Maan I for the first time wanted to do something on my own.

The hell with your own thing. He growled pushing her. Geet fell on bed n started crying.

Damn again those f**king tears. They always made him weak. He didn't wanted to hurt her but his entire self was burning with anger n if he stayed there for one more second then he would regret it later. So he did what was best for now. He left.

Geet buried her face into the pillow, crying. I always end up making him angry. I am a really bad wife. She cursed n cried herself to sleep.

Maan entered the dark room at night n walked to Geet. She was in the same cloths, hair messy n face tears streaked. In other words she was in complete mess.

She felt the warm touch on her face n her eyes shot open. She immediately sat up n hugged him. The strong smell of whisky indicated he was drunk.

Maan aap mujhe chod ke kahan chale gaye the? I thought you will never come back. She sobbed on his shoulder.

I didn't leave you, leaving you is like leaving myself. Life without you is incomplete Geet. I couldn't have gone far. He confessed honestly. But you have to promise Geet that you will never lie to me n will never hide anything.

This was the last time Maan. I will never lie or hide anything from you. I promise. She vowed, pulling him completely on bed.

She removed his shoes n shirt. He rested his head on her chest listening to her rhythmic heart beat while she rocked him back n forward n soon he drifted to sleep.

The path of thorns doesn't bother; the burns of fire doesn't hurts
Only if in the end you are lucky enough to get the heavens of your lover's arms.

PART- 35

When he woke up next morning, his head was resting comfortably on her chest while she was sleeping in half sitting position leaning against the head board.

He caressed her face. She was his princess, his angel in disguise... Her each tear pierced him through, never in his entire life, he cherished something so dearly like he did her. The new morning brought new realisations.

He had realised long back that he loved her but he was not aware what love actually meant then. But he now knew what love meant. Love meant the reason of existence, love meant Geet.

Pushing the bangs off her face he pecked her lips n Geet immediately opened her eyes, waking up to his kiss.

Maan how are you feeling? Hangover hai kya? Mai pill lao? She asked in one go

No I already had my sweet pill. He said eyeing her lips. He laid on his back n brought her close so that she was partially lying over him. But I won't mind another one.

His hint made her go red n she wondered why was he in such a good mood?Maan you are not angry with me?

No. But..

She kept her hand his mouth. I will never do this again. I will tell you everything as if you are a diary. She giggled then receiving his hard glare controlled herself.

Lets get ready we have practice to do.She said slipping out of the bed.

Maan held her saree pallu making it slip off her torso.

Why not practice tai-chi on bed itself?

Geet gasped. What was going on his mind now? With passing time he was becoming more desperate n tougher to handle. She tugged on her pallu.

Maan chodiye na.

He shook his head. No way, he was going to let her go. He slowly pulled the pallu bringing her closer n closer. She pleaded with her eyes but to no mercy.

Getting up from the bed he turned her around removing the saree completely.

At this instant she was not in a position to speak anything anymore. She stood there with bated breath, in just skirt n blouse. Her cleavage n waist nude under his penetrating gaze.

She tried to move away but he held her by waist, bringing her back. Where are you going? You can't skip training. He said hoarsely, smelling her hair.

Maan... She moaned with the close proximity.

The bed will be more comfy. He suggested then picking her up laid her on the bed.

Maan sat beside her n she turned her head the other side not able to look into his intense eyes.

He always did it setting his dark gaze over her, slowly torturing her senses, heightening her urges. He bent over n suckled on her collar bone in search of her weak spot, the moment his lips found it she hissed with pleasure.

Sss...The sensous sound he wanted to hear. It made him feel out of the world. Her pleasurable moans ignited his desires to new levels.

He slowly came on top of her while his hands squeezed her waist.

Her eyes were closed hiding her inner self from him. Open your eyes.He commanded, wanting to see if she was as much affected by him as he was by her.

She shook her head n he bit her neck.

Open. Your. Eyes. Geet.He repeated again, n again she just shook her head making him bite her cleavage. Her hard nipples were poking his chest n the refusal was doing nothing but to make him wilder.

I said open your eyes Geet.He said n was ready to bite her yearning bud over the thin cloth.

Maan.She quickly said opening her eyes wide. Maan looked into the sparkling hazels forgetting everything else.

She made a baby face. Maan aap aise dekhoge toh... She paused too shy to continue.

Toh...

Toh mujhe sharam aayegi na.. She pouted her lips n Maan needed no invitation.

He took those plump pouting lips to satisfy his hunger instead it inflamed the already burning passion.

She wriggled below him to settle herself completely according to his frame n then her fingers found their way into his dense hairs.

He didn't leave her until they were both left short of breath. He carefully rested his forehead on hers looking intently into her eyes.

You know my Mishty has the most amazing eyes.Maan said huskily.

Mishty? Kaun Mishty?

Maan raised his brow, was that a tinge of anger on her face? Seeing his expressions she immediately changed her tone.

Mera matlab hai... Does she work in your office?

No she stays with me in my house.

Par Dadimaa ka naam tho Savitridevi hai na. She stated innocently n he growled at her IQ. This maths genius was actually dumb.

I am talking about you Geet.

Hawww... You forgot my name. It's Geet. She said making a cute complaining face making Maan smile.

Yeah I know but for me you are Mishty. Maan thought about the first time he had kissed her on their SR n instantly became addicted to those rose petals. As no sweet can match the sugary taste of your lips.

His comment made her blush. Maan humme chalna chahiye otherwise you'll get late. 

Saying she tried to slip out but Maan held her intact pressing his body more over hers.

Owners never get late. He stated with a smirk n kissed her throat jolting her whole body setting it ablaze. His hands opened the blouse strings on her back when she arced herself to feel him more as his cool, seductive tongue made her crave for more.

Her blouse came half way down revealing her upper mounts n he relished her velvety skin. Geet squirmed; she wanted something more but didn't exactly knew what it was. He was awaking unknown desires in her.

Maan exactly knew how she was feeling because he himself was feeling even worse. The urge to take her completely was always inside him, since the first day of their meeting. They had come a long way n he was incredulous how he controlled himself till now but he didn't know how longer he would be able to hold back. It was getting painful having her close yet outside his reach. The desperation, the yearning was not letting him live in peace.

Maan no. She said in a frinzy not meaning it actually. It just came out unintentionally. Her mind was in some kind of vacuum n she blabbered irrationally not knowing what was coming out.

Her voice made him stop. She said 'NO'. Why? He was trying to be nice still this denial was as it is between them.

He started to get up but Geet held him back. His face was screaming that she again did something wrong.

Kya hua?She asked concerned.

Are you afraid of me? He answered with another question.

How this thing came in between all of a sudden? N what was she supposed to answers as to not make him mad?

The slight touch of softness in his orbs made Geet shook her head for a no.

Then prove it. In a turn he brought her above him making her sit over him straddling his legs.

Oh no I should have gone for a yes. She thought looking at him nervously. She was not able comprehend what that 'prove it' meant.

Love me. He stated envisioning the Geet who was not afraid of him while seeking his warmth.

The moment he uttered those two words her heart beat increased ten folds making her damn nervous.

When she didn't budge a bit he grabbed her hand n placed it on his rock hard manhood. Geet withdrew her hand with a jerk like she just came in contact with burning coal while her eyes were wide open ready to pop out of the sockets.

Maan misunderstood her naivety to be fear n got ready to leave.

Geet's mind was unable to think properly. These things were alien to her she had grown up in a totally different atmosphere. But all her inhibitions were erased when she raised her face to look at his. 

As always his face was devoid of any feeling like a stone but his eyes spoke volumes. There was want rather need to be loved n without any hesitation she stopped him going n leaned over placing a long kiss on his forehead progressing towards his eyes then cheeks n ended with a soft peck on lips.

Her each kiss was a heavenly touch of ecstasy, hovering all over his face. The pleasure made him close his eyes letting himself drown in her fully, making her incharge.

She sat back n raised his vest partially up baring his perfect abs. She traced them with her shaking fingers n his muscles flexed under her touch. There was this sudden contentment inside viewing her power to make him feel good. She kissed his ravishing abs n flicked her tongue over his flawless skin making him moan.

Coming up she devoured his neck with her mouth while her hands were still glued to his abs caressing gently.

She was busy placing hundreds of peck on his jaw when he abruptly held her hands which were now moving along the line of his pants.

He twisted her bringing her below him, once more. Enough, no need to do more. Men are to pleasure their women.

His lips were again almost on hers when a small scratching sound on the door disturbed them. Then a small scowl was heard, indicating who it was.

Cotton...Maan groaned.

Oh it's time for his food. She said looking at the wall clock.

You are not leaving.She pleaded with her eyes. Maan stood up with a jerk n left angrily to the washroom, wondering if that thing was more important to her than her own husband.

Lo phir naraaz ho gaye.She made a cotton face. Cotton again scratched the door with his small claws.

Aayi baby Geet said draping the saree around.

If I am correct the punishment for child abuse n molesting is approx 7-10 years. Right? Maan asked the commissioner of Delhi police whom he had summoned to KC.

Yes Mr. Khurana.

Hmm but I don't want that Singh out of jail in this life.

The Commissioner nodded his head in agreement. Maan was powerful n there was no other choice then to obey him.

3^rd degree treatment every night. Maan added. He left Mr. Singh because they were in public n Maan wanted Geet out of that pervert's sight. But he was not at over with him. If Mr. Singh was bad he was malevolence personified.

Until when? The commissioner asked.

Until I ask you to stop.

Commissioner tired to object but same time Maan's intercom buzzed.

It was nice meeting you. Maan said n the commissioner left getting the clue.

Sir Sunaina Ma'am is here. Should I send her in?

Yes. Maan said frustrated. This headache needed a permanent cure.

Meanwhile Geet was on her way to Maan's office. Today was parents-teacher meeting in her school n hence it was a half day. Maan had left angry this morning so she planned to visit him in office n give a surprise.

NEXT- PART 36-41