MG-FF:Out Of Darkness-2 *Thread - 2* - Page 63

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"You called for me, Sir?" The maid asked, keeping her eyes downcast, too afraid to face the boss. They all feared him and his anger; he was known to lash out at everyone for every little mistake and sometimes without reason.

"Prepare the bath for Geet!" Maan ordered without even glancing at the maid, his eyes were on his beautiful wife, watching as she timidly drank her tea under his gaze.

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Maan watched intently observing his wife as she held her tea cup, her back resting against the headboard, her eyes downcast, her hand trembled as she gripped the tea cup. He realized just how weak she was, the fever might have broken down but there was no strength left in her to even hold the tea cup.

"Here let me help you" Maan whispered to his wife covering his hand with hers' as he helped her in drinking her tea, ignoring the wide eyes of his wife that were staring at him warily.

He smiled at her to ease the distress that was emitting from her; he wondered what it was about him that his wife seemed to fear… he hadn't done anything to garner that fearful look from her. If she feared him now then what would she do when she witnessed his anger?

"Sir, the bath is ready" the maid's loud voice broke the silence in the room startling both Maan and Geet.

Geet cringed at the sudden voice, the tea cup falling from her hand, her eyes watched in horror as the tea splashed on pati and the comforter. She jumped forward and swiftly began the futile attempt of cleaning the spilled tea on pati's shirt. "s-sorry… Geet is v-very sorry…. Pati hurt?.... Ge-Geet didn't mean to…. Geet do be sorry…." Geet muttered as she tugged at Pati's shirt, lifting it up and furiously rubbed on his damp skin, taking no note of how her touch on his bare skin was affecting her pati...

Maan cursed as he glanced down at his tea socked shirt. He looked at his wife, who was suddenly too close to him, her good hand brushing on his shirt front where the tea had spilled. He lost his focus, his eyes intently gazing at the soft hand that was touching him, he did not hear the apologies that were whispered frantically from his wife's mouth…. He did not see the panic and horror that filled in his wife's eyes…. He did not see the embarrassed maid standing by his bedside…. He did not see anything except the soft hand that was now touching his damp skin…. He leaned in his hand to touch her soft one but the sudden contact of his hand had his wife cowering away from him, he shook his head, several curses escaping from his mouth as he gazed at the soaked sleeve of his wife. He wondered if she even noticed that the tea has spilled on her kurta too...... her eyes were too focused on his soaked shirt…

She pushed herself at the edge of the bed, drawing her knees to her chest as she waited for Pati's anger and thrashing to descend on her.

"Geet…" He whispered as he moved towards her cautiously. She slowly lifted her head to gaze him, her eyes not betraying the fear she had, she sank back deeper into the headboard as she watched him moving towards her.

"It's okay, I am not hurt" He said, his voice low and nearly sad to see such fear in his wife's eyes. "It's okay, it was an accident" He tried to sooth her fear with his words, examining his wife's hand where the tea had spilled, ensuring there was no burn caused by the spill.

"You are not hurt are you?" Geet heard Pati ask, as he ran his hand over her arm. She shook her head timidly unsure where this was leading, she was still waiting for the angry words and painful thrashings she was sure to receive for her clumsiness. She stared at Pati through her brows, observing his face, waiting for the soft smile to be replaced by the angry sneer…..

"Sir?" the maid called, her eyes downcast not wanting to stare when the boss and his new wife were having such a private moment but wanting to remind her boss of her presence. Maan watched as his wife cringed and drew back again at the sudden voice. He turned his head and glared at the maid for causing such fear and distress in his wife.

"YOU! OUT! Get out! Wait outside the room till I call for you!" The maid hurriedly walked out of the room not wanting to anger the boss anymore. Everyone had been talking about Badi bahurani, she had listened as the other maids talked about badi bahurani's beauty. She had been very nervous when she was assigned the duty of being badi bahurani's maid but now she sighed in relief after seeing her malkin's beauty and her timid nature. It was really sad that her malkin had fallen sick suddenly, every maid was talking about it yesterday, every one was curious at the secrecy that surrounded her new malkin. They all believed in the rumors of Maan sir being forced to marry some village girl by his sister, that he is sacrificing his love for Sasha ma'm to make his sister happy. But now she knew it was all just rumors, it was very obvious to her how much Maan sir cared for his wife after witnessing how gentle and patient he was being with his new wife. But her malkin…. she wasn't sure what to make of her behavior…… maybe she also cared deeply for her husband, if the way she panicked at spilling the tea.

"Geet….. calm down… she is gone now" Maan whispered to his wife seeing her whole body trembling.

"Geet?" he called to her softly, reaching his hand around her shoulders and drawing her closer to him, rubbing her forearm with his palm in an effort to stop her trembling.

Geet heard the soft whisper of her name escape from Pati's mouth but it did nothing to stop the trembling in her body, nor the fear that had risen when she had heard Pati's angry command towards the maid. She was not able to make any sense of what was happening, she did not understand why Pati was being so nice and kind with her and angry at the maid when it was no fault of the maid, it had been she herself who had spilled the tea in her clumsiness but Pati had only smiled at her, said it was okay and actually inquired if she was hurt?... she shook her head but stilled midway realizing that her head was resting on Pati's chest, her breaths still continued as shallow breathes, to her it was the only way she would get the air she needed even though she wasn't getting it. She tried to withdraw from Pati's hold but it only ended in Pati tightening his hold on her.

"It's okay, she is gone…. you are okay… breath…. Slow breaths" Maan said his voice low but still holding the commanding tone. "That's it, take slow breaths…. stay calm… yes" he continued happy to have calmed his wife down from whatever had triggered the panic attack. He sat holding her for few minutes even after she had calmed down.

"You know the bath water is probably cold by now" He informed realizing he had completely forgotten about it.

Geet lifted her head and stared at Pati warily… did he want her to bath him? she had never done that before, her brothers never ordered her to bath them….

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"Maan Veerji"Myra called out bringing Maan back from his thoughts.

"Veerji!" Myra shouted again upon not getting any response from him.

"I heard you the first time Myra, no need to shout!" Maan snapped annoyed at being brought back from his thoughts of his wife.

"Really? You heard me? Because I have been calling out to you for the past five minutes" Myra snapped back, rolling her eyes at the embarrassed look on her brother-in-law's face. It didn't take a genius to know what or precisely who he had been thinking about for him to not be aware of his surroundings.

"Myra!" He sneered seeing that same annoying grin on her face! "Why are you up so late at night?" he asked before she had the chance to tease him.

"I could ask you the same question!" Myra pointed out. "But to answer your question; I was having a video conference with Armaan" Myra answered, her eyes gleaming with happiness something that did not go unnoticed by Maan.

"So late at night?" He asked, his jaw tightening at the mere mention of Armaan.

"Oh… you know… the time difference and all" Myra replied, ignoring the resentment Maan displayed upon hearing Armaan's name.

"Should I be concerned for my brother?" Maan asked, not understanding why she remained adamant on keeping in touch with that good for nothing doctor!

"No, you don't. Vicky has learned to share me with Armaan!" Myra laughed, dismissing Maan's threat with a wave of her hand. "Anyways, the reason for me to disturb you from the blissful thoughts you were so immersed in-" She laughed seeing the angry glare Maan was giving her.

"What is it? What do you want?" Maan asked using his same old annoyed tune which had no effect on Myra.

"I wanted to discuss about Ge-"

"Geet? What about Geet? Hadn't you discussed enough about her with the family?" Maan asked interrupting Myra from completing her sentence.

"Maan Veerji, I would like to discuss about Geet's therapy and treatment process" Myra informed not at bothered by the angry glares sent to her from Maan Veerji.

"Discuss? You want to discuss when you should have already started on her treatment!" Maan exclaimed as he stepped down from the few steps he had taken.

"It's not necessary for things to always work according to you! And as to Geet's treatment, I haven't started on it because I do not have her case history, I have absolutely no background information about Geet and neither her medical records!" Myra pointed out, upset at having to give explanation on why she hadn't started treating Geet. Why did they all assume that it was so easy to go ahead and start the treatment?

"The past two weeks my main concern was in getting Geet to eat; trying to give her the right carbs and nutrients. I can't just begin the therapy knowing how weak she is physically. I wanted to make sure she had ample rest and healthy meals and now that she has completely recovered from the little downfall; the fever I mean. I plan to start the therapy soon but before that I need to discuss some things with you." Myra explained completely avoiding the impatience Maan was showing in her presence.

"Discuss it with Didi" Maan answered not wanting to be involved into such complicated situation and especially in one which Myra was handling even if it was regarding his wife.

"I already discussed what I needed to with Didi, now I need to have a discussion with you. You should be aware of the treatment procedure I am going to administer on Geet, the days and the times when Geet will have her therapy sessions and such. Besides, I need to know a few details about Geet and you are the only person who knows her the best at this point"

"What makes you think that?" Myra raised her brows at Maan Veerji's question.

"You are the only one she seems to talk with, surely you know more about her then we all do?" Myra smiled at the way Maan averted his eyes at her statement.

"I will check my schedule and inform you when we can have the 'discussion'" Maan replied already on his way upstairs.

"I would like to discuss it tomorrow, the sooner the better it will be" Myra stated irritated at the way Maan was being so unconcerned about the whole thing or was it because she, Myra was Geet's therapist? It was a known fact on how little everyone in the family thought of her capabilities as a doctor!

"Tomorrow? Not possible" Maan informed already on his way to his room and completely zoning out Myra's protests as he once again immersed himself in his wife's thoughts.

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"What is it, Geet? Don't you want to take a bath?" Maan asked seeing the freighted look on his wife's face. He watched as his wife's gaze shifted to the door where the maid was waiting for his orders.

"You don't want the maid to help you with the bath?" He asked assuming that was the reason she was looking at the maid so cautiously.

"It's okay if you don't want her to help you" Maan tried to reassure her. "But you have to take a bath" He said as he watched her and contemplated on what to do, she was obviously too scared of the maid to let her help in her bath, he gazed at his wife, his eyes taking in every part of her beautiful face as he tried to decide on what to do, should he just let her be, wait till Didi returns back from the doctor's and let her deal with Geet's fears and anxieties? No! he shrugged letting go of the thought suddenly as he remembered the angry and disappointed look his sister had given him the past night for his uncaring behavior towards his wife. He certainly didn't want to listen to the same lecture again today. He knew she would reprimand him for not attending to even the basic needs of his wife. And besides, Geet was his wife now, his responsibility and he was not one to back away from his responsibilities, the girl is now his responsibility and taking care of her every need is his duty, to care for her, to keep her happy and fulfill all her needs and wishes and he be damned to not fulfill such a simple task of bathing his wife. After all she was his wife; there is no need for him to be so apprehensive about helping his wife.

Geet watched as Pati stared at the lamp resting on the side tale, a look of deep concentration on his face. She wondered what thought had him in such deep concentration. He was musing something that was for sure by the way his brows knitted and the way he was tapping his fingertips on his thigh…..

The minutes ticked by and the silence continued…. Geet wondered if she should call him out from whatever he was contemplating at the moment… would it be right for her to disturb him? Will he get angry at her for breaking his concentration? She didn't know what to do, she wondered if it was okay for her to move from the bed… she twitched trying to hold herself; she needed to use the restroom to relieve herself but wasn't sure if she had to ask Pati before disappearing from the bed. Should she ask Pati to be excused from the bed so she could go use the restroom?

She stared at him but he still seemed to be in deep thought. She took in a long deep breath finally making her decision to just go use the restroom as she could not wait any longer while hoping that Pati would not notice her disappearance and might still be in deep thought…. Maybe she can go relieve herself and return without him noticing her absence?..... having made her decision she tried to get up from the bed, her hands shook as she untangled the comforter from her feet. She tried not to make any noise as she placed her feet on the deep green carpet. She put all her strength in trying to stand steadily on her feet; her body shook, her feet staggered as she attempted to walk towards the restroom. She gasped as she saw her body falling backward onto the bed. She held her eyes tightly shut withholding the tears that threatened to escape from her closed eyes as she waited for the rebukes and the punishment that would soon follow because of her clumsiness.

The loud gasp from his wife snapped Maan from his musings. He watched in shock at the falling form of his wife, too startled to stop her fall. His body finally reacted, moving forward once he saw the form of his wife landing back on the bed with a loud thud. He moved towards her, his hands reaching her forehead. "are you okay?" he asked, his hands moving the tresses that covered her face. "I am so sorry, I should have held you" he apologized guiltily

Geet opened her eyes as soon as she heard the concerned filled voice of Pati asking her if she was okay. She blinked not able to comprehend Pati's strange behavior. Her eyes widened as she heard him apologizing for not stopping her fall. She wasn't sure how to react to this so she laid there with wide eyes and watched as Pati ardently apologized for not paying more attention to her and she couldn't help but sigh in contentment at the caresses Pati was giving her; his fingers sometimes caressing her cheeks or brushing her hair, his thumb tracing her jaw as he continuously asked her if she was okay despite her nodding her head to assure him that she was indeed okay. She wondered how long would this last…. Will Pati always be as caring and as gentle he is with her now? Or will he soon become like the Pati her brothers have told her about? Will he punish her, whip her, and take away her books? or will he take her to the library he had told her of and let her read as many books as she liked? Geet smiled at the prospect of having the freedom to explore the many books that were inside this mansion, her Pati's home.

Maan stilled his caresses as he gazed at the smile on his wife's face, it was a full smile, not the tentative half smile she had given him before. This smile was wide and full, her eyes gazed at him with wonderment and admiration - he wondered what he had done to receive such a look from his wife. He could not help himself from tracing her lips that were spread into the perfect smile he had ever seen, he wanted to feel her lips, wanted to kiss her senseless, wanted to do so much more than just caressing her face…. he felt the same stirring again that he had been feeling in her presence. Such close proximity and the feel of her soft lips on his thumb was making him loose his senses and his control. He withdrew his hands from her face as if burned by her touch, which was true in one aspect - he was certainly burned by her touch, a burn so pleasant that he never wanted to stop touching her!

"Pati?" Geet called out faintly at the sudden loss of his gentle touch, the touch that reminded her of her mother, her mannee - the touch that had calmed her, gave her the assurance only her mother had been capable of.

"You know that bath is definitely cold by now…" Maan stated partly understanding his wife's apprehension at his sudden withdrawal. He stared down at her, a smile planted on his face to ease the fear from his wife. He leaned down towards her, winded his arms around her body and lifted her from the layers of blankets.

"Come let's get you freshened up before it really gets cold" Geet heard Pati whisper and watched in shock as she felt his arms wrap around her frail body, she could not stop the gasp that escaped from her when she felt herself being lifted in his arms. it took her a moment to realize that he was being kind enough to take her to the restroom since she had been unable to walk on her weak legs.Geet sighed and closed her eyes in contentment when Pati cradled her against his chest, her breathing slowed as she listened to the frantic beating of his heart, the sound filling her senses…. It had been so long since she had been cradled by her mother, so long since she was handled in such a gentle way… so long since she breathed in a content breath. She peered at Pati through her lashes and wondered who he really was? He really couldn't be the Pati her brothers and father had told her about…. He certainly didn't fit the description Brij Bhaiyaji had given her of Pati….

Maan stopped in his steps when he felt her breath on his neck; she had tucked her head beneath his neck, pressing it against his broad chest. A pleasant shudder ran throughout his body when he felt the rush of breath that passed through her lips tickle his bare skin at his neck. Damn the girl! She was making him loose his control, the self control that he prided himself on! He cursed inwardly as he covered the remaining few steps that led towards the bathroom; being careful with his steps so as not to discomfort his wife. He set her down upon the floor, close to the WC. He stood close to her, his one arm still supporting her weight for she was too weak to support her own weight; he could feel the trembling of legs as she swayed in his arm.

"You are still too weak to stand" Geet heard Pati whisper, his hand holding her forearm to steady her trembling form.

"Geet needs to pee" Geet whispered softly - it sounded more like a gently plea than anything else, hoping he would understand her need….. her eyes gazing at the WC, too afraid to stare at Pati.

"Oh… erm.. ohokay…." Geet heard Pati utter, his hold on her hesitant, she peered at him through her lashes and found him staring at the blue marble that covered the floor; he seemed to be debating on something… she clenched her fingers, freighted at the unknown and wondered if he was going to hit her for speaking without asking for his permission…. was he debating on how to punish her for not following the rules????........

"er… here hold on to the counter with your good hand" Geet did as told by Pati, still peering at him cautiously..... was he going to punish her now?.....

"I…er…. you do what you have to do..... okay?.... I will send the maid to help you with the bath" Maan said, his face red as he kept his gaze glued to his feet, to embarrassed to face her....

Geet sighed in relief hearing Pati's words... he wasn't angry at her... he seemed as if he was worried for her..... Geet mentally slapped herself for thinking such a thing, why would Pati be worried for her?......

"I will j-just go and…and check on something" Geet smiled at Pati's odd behavior as she watched him rush out of the bathroom closing the door behind him, his eyes averted from her. She did not wait a second and quickly set about to relieve herself……

Maan walked out of the restroom highly flushed at the inappropriate situation and embarrassed at the way his body had reacted to her close presence and her soft touch. He had been very close to loosing his control, so very close to giving into the physical urges of wanting to touch, caress, and kiss every part of her beautiful body. He wondered if it was possible to have such a strong physical desire towards someone he hardly knew…. Or did he feel this way because she was his wife? or was it the fact that she belonged to him trigger such a strong desire in him?...... he had never felt this strong physical attraction for anyone, never lost his control or will power but with Geet it was different… her mere touch on his hand send such an electrifying thrill in his body that he was too embarrassed to even look into her innocent, fearful eyes, afraid of the possibility that the fear in her eyes would only intensify if she knew the inappropriate thoughts that went through his head just being in her presence…..

He shook his head wanting to get rid of the feelings she had evoked in him when she had snuggled up in his arms…. NO! NO! He was thinking too much about her! She was affecting him far too much! Something he did not like!

He swiftly slid the glass door to his walk in closet, grabbed his towel and clean set of clothes and headed out of his room.

"Change the bed set and see to my wife's needs!" He barked at the maid who still stood outside his door waiting for his instructions... he stalked down the hallway to use one of the guest room's bathroom to freshen himself. He needed a shower; a cold one!