Chapter 8
One Hell of a Wife . . . Part 2
"That is what you tell your mother"
He closed his eyes in annoyance coupled with embarrassment. God! Fine in a fit of thoughtlessness he said something which he shouldn't have but why did his father have to hear it. Wasn't it enough for his mother to hear it that to add to his misery even his father had to jump in? That mindless annoying little chit was so dead. He would definitely get back at her. No way in hell was he letting her get away with this. That'
Yet again he couldn't complete his cursing as his father bit out banging the door "Mr Maan Singh Khurana, out of that washroom in a minute and I am warning you, you better attend to your wife or else your mother may even drop the idea of flushing your face but mind you, I wouldn't hesitate doing it."
Maan knew he had inherited his anger genes from his father and without a doubt if there was someone who could match his own temper it was his father. And well, from the sound of the threat, he knew his dad was damned angry. It was only safe to oblige, even if he was in no condition to get off that toilet seat, he simple had to go out.
"Dad I'll be out in a minute" he said as he got off the seat and pulled up his pant.
"You have 60 seconds on the clock."
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Mr Khurana had been passing by Maan's room when he heard his son complaining about his ass being a pee fountain to his mother. God, did he not teach his sons some decency. He was twenty and eight, what the hell was he thinking saying that. It was then he had asked his wife to go downstairs while he gave his eldest son a piece of his mind.
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Maan twitched the doorknob as he grudgingly pushed open the door and stepped out of the washroom, only to come face to face with his father who eyed him with sheer anger. Maan gulped as he felt he was yet again the ten year old boy who had been caught holding his father's broken watch. But this time around he couldn't duck behind his mother to save him.
"So finally peeing fountain stopped springing"
Maan gulped as he darted his gaze around the room, careful to avoid his father's eye. He so wanted to run from there but damn, he couldn't.
"Mr Maan Singh Khurana, heights of irresponsibility. Your wife is writhing in pain down there and you are busy time passing in the restroom. You have let me down son, and more so you have let down your mother who had promised Rano her son would take the best care of her daughter. Maan as Geet's husband it is your duty to ensure she is comfortable satisfying your reckless desires"
Instantly Maan's eyes shot up as he heard just what his father had voiced. Was he hearing right? Or were his ears tricking him? Did his father just say reckless desires?
"Maan I understand you may have been excited with all physical--
"DAD" Maan's eyes widened in shock as then just as the realisation of what that wife of his could have done sunk in, he felt unwavering rage course through his veins. She was so dead . . . so dead. That annoying chit!
"Mind your tone Maan" Mr Khurana roared as he threateningly stepped towards his son just as Maan fumbled with ideas in his mind to save himself from the wrath of his father.
"Papa" A shaky voice called out.
Maan looked over his father's shoulder and Bang'he knew.
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Geet threw the spread off of her just as Maan bolted the door and they were now face to face. She had had what she wanted, she had successfully irked Maan and got him thrashed by her in laws and poor him, he yet did had no idea whatsoever why did he get that lecture. But little did he know this was just the beginning.
Maan was seething as Geet smirked wickedly.
He took as step forward . . . She got off the bed.
He charged towards her angrily as she gave him one of those Had-fun-baby looks.
"You--
"Uh uh" Geet shook as her head as she smirked. Maan felt tremors run through him as his so called wife, ran a seducing hand up his shoulder and moved her face closer to his own. His fingers curled into a fist as his fingers itched to hold her closer but his hands remained at the sides as he sure as hell knew, his wife had a prior agenda for doing this.
His throat went dry as she ran a finger up his jaw and bit her lip seductively. Looking at her luscious lips, he could feel his muscles go taut. God! His damned wife was a witch . . . cruel . . . bad . . . sexy . . . Witch. Boy, she would be the death of him.
Raking her fingers into his hair, she pulled his face closer harshly and grazing her lips over his ear she bit out "Am I turning you on" She bit his earlobe as she said "Mr Hubby bee"
Her words were adding fuel to his already perilous state of mind; his desires were playing havoc with his sanity as he could feel himself losing to her touch. He knew it for a fact that she was definitely up to something and that whatever she was planning sure as hell wouldn't turn out smooth on him. He mentally warned himself to remain in check. He needed control and he was in control. He was in control. Hell no, he wasn't.
Before he could completely lose himself and do something which he would come to regret, he pushed her away as he took a tentative step back. She smiled as she took steps in his direction while he stepped backwards.
He looked around as he felt his back touch the door and before he knew it she slammed her body onto his holding his wrist firmly. Caressing his wrists she slithered her fingers up his arm and stopped as he held his collar forcefully and nuzzled his throat. Sometimes we should let things happen on their own course and this was probably one of those times, and although not certain of his actions he simply succumbed to his desires as he let his hands snake up her back as she lifted her face to look into his eyes. Holding her nape he brought her face closer as he bit her cheek, while his free hand squeezed her into him. She smirked as she left his collar and ran a hand into his hair while her other hand unlocked the door.
He stumbled backwards as the door was pushed open due to his weight against it but before he could get a hold of the situation she hauled him by the collar crushing her body against his as she kissed him forcefully. All sanity left him as he felt her lips against his and instantly his hands went around her waist lifting her off her feet as he backed her against the open door. She let him kiss her although she did not respond this time she let his tongue play its game inside her mouth. After a few seconds, when she heard footsteps she let her hands fall on her sides as she stood their absolutely still.
"MUMMA"
"MUMMA"
Maan broke apart hearing his sister call out top their mother. Within no time he found himself surrounded by his mother and sister. He was cornered before he even knew just what the hell was happening. Anwesha went over to Geet as she carefully led her inside the room.
Priya yelled at her son "Some civilised behaviour wouldn't hurt."
"Mom--
"Not a word from your mouth Maan" She warned trying hard not raise her voice. "Limits Maan, your wife was already in so much pain because of you being rough on her. For heaven's sake it is her first time and to top it all she was already exhausted with all the wedding functions, yet you are not ready to leave her for once"
It was then he realised just what his mother was trying to say. For crying out loud, he did not even think about sleeping with her. Well, at times he did want to but still he did not do anything. What the hell had that annoying little witch told his mother? She was so dead.
"Maan you have to understand that you need to be soft on her bod--
"Mom please" the plea in Maan's voice was evident; he did not in any way want to discuss such a thing with his mother of all people.
"It is awkward for me as it is for you but you have forced me to talk about it. Maan you need control over your hormones."
"Mom please"
"Alright I will not talk about it but I cannot leave Geet alone with you."
"Mom did you see her face, she was so pale and weak. Bro for heaven's sake she'd fainted a few hours back." Anwesha said, stepping out of the room.
"Listen Maan and get it into your head, if you as much as try to kiss her for another week, the consequences will be severe. That girl's so considerate towards your unreasonable body demands, that she doesn't even stop you--
"MOM"
"SHUT UP" Priya yelled hushing her son. Taking a deep breath she continued "She is your responsibility and you have to take care of her."
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Geet nibbled her chocolate as she smirked, hearing her husband getting blasted by her mother in law. She had on purpose, tricked him into kissing as she knew Anwesha would be coming to her room shortly, as they had some girl talk to be done. Her plan was a success and she enjoyed her victory. Poor her husband did not even know his mistake. He had dared to ruin her first kiss, ruin her dignity, he would have to pay for it and so he was.
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"Am I clear Maan?"
"Yes mom"
"You will not share the room with her alone. I don't trust you, so Advik will be sleepingin your room with you and Geet." Priya said as she walked away followed by Anwesha.
"Yes mom" Maan muttered under his breath as he turned to enter his room.
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Geet heard the door open and she quickly hid the chocolate inside the covers but seeing a flushed Maan she again started nibbling her chocolate.
"Was that punishment enough or you needing more?" She razzed "You better watch out before messing with Geet Handa"
"Mrs Geet Maan Singh KHURANA" Maan approached her with gritted teeth as his eyes seemed to burn in fury "What the hell was all that about"
"Oops, did you not yet figure it out' Too bad you're not half as smart as you look" she spat as she kept the chocolate at the bed stand and sprang to her feet.
"You--
"Let me tell you what exactly was all the blasting about"
Geet moved to the dressing table as she opened the drawer and pulled out a tiny glass bottle. Turning around to face Maan she asked him "Would you like to know what this is"
"Of course you would." She smiled as she brought the bottle close to her face and pretended to examine it, turning it around between her fingers. "This is glycerine"
Maan looked her in abhorrence as she continued "This is used for--
She opened the cap as she bit out "Wait I'll show you its use"
Putting a drop in each eye, Geet held her stomach as she winked at him and tears fell down her cheeks.
Then he knew just what she had done. That witch had pretended to be ill. But why were his parents blaming him for that. His doubts were cleared as Geet answered his unasked question "My friend Pari, she is a doctor you know' and she loves me a lot and she would lie for me anytime, anywhere I want."
She moved closer to him as he seethed. With her lips touching his ear she whispered bitterly "You need to be gentle on your wife"
He held her by the shoulders as she let out a scowl "You--
"Maan"
He closed his eyes cursing himself under the breath as he heard his mother call out his name.
"Leave her NOW"
"Yes mom" Maan muttered much to himself as he left Geet and turned to face his mother.
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Edited by 7thHeaven - 14 years ago
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