-RESEMBLE-SS-part 15 pg 90- (3 sep) - Page 49

Geet smiled, actually she rather have him with her, somewhere safe at-least.

Lovely sing didn't leave her sight even for a minute but Anjali had her own trick, own way to take her somewhere far.
Anjali "mr lovely, why don't you go and stand outside."
Geet didn't understand much, she stood at the side, telling mr lovely to go, but he held his ground. Protecting geet.

As the night relaxed a bit, geet seen anjali, somewhere she was fascinated, somewhere disgust, very curious girl, she went over to the dance floor, whispering something to some boys then introduced her to them, they were her friends, very odd, & they looked rough, smell of alcohol and cigarette.
Unknowingly she had no intention to stay, but kept her self entertained by dancing on the dance floor, with some normal propel!
Anjali "geet! Come here!" she came from behind and took her to his groupie.
"no no! I am fine, I think you would like to talk to your friends in private."
She didn't like the way they were looking at her, even though mr lovely was there as a shilled, he will only react if they touch her. Not when they were looking at her hungrily.
If maan was here, he surly would have killed them on spot! But.. He wasn't, there was no one.
"think as them as your friend, girl you need to get wild, understand the situation here, you want a normal life, and here it is."
Geet felt innocent, she had no clue what to say, limited knowledge about this world of her, now she really wish maan was here.
"I am not sure.. Maan may not like it!"
Actually it was her who dint like it... She freed her hand from anjali and quickly went to mr lovely, telling him to take her home, which he did without any hesitation, somewhere glad to.

When she arrived home, all she wanted was stay in maans embrace. Somewhere where she have shocked her, seeing them drunk, taking drugs, then touching one another, her inside felt disgust about her self..., all she wanted was maan.
She took her phone and called him instantly, he didn't answer, went to voice mail...
"maan... Please call me."
Her shaky finger clicked the button to cut the call. Why that environment feared her so much? Why couldn't she forget everything she seen...
She range maan again. All she required was her husband to engulf her in his warmth.

Maan lazily opens his eyes from the vibration of his phone. It's 2am! Hmm... He took the phone and 59 voice message from geet. A worry covered his face, rather panicking now. He knew his geet very well, and there must be something wrong. He dialed her number without giving a second thought...
"hello, are you alright?" he was concern, already took the White polo shirt and slides it on. On his way out taking the car key from the side table.
"I want you home, now!" she shakily replied. Oh his heart ached, completely unsure what exactly was playing in her mind...
"I am on my way, don't worry, I love you."
He cuts the call, and drove straight towards the Handa mansion in middle of the night.

When he stepped in, geet looked rather petrified and wasn't comfortable at all...
"is everything alright?" he whispered, she looked fine, her heart felt so satisfied to see him there, she ran across the room and hugged him tight. Holding him there...
"just hold me tight." she pleads... Uncertain why she felt so disgust about her self, uncertain about why the night petrified her so much. It looked so normal, yet, there wasn't anything normal about the situation.
Maan felt rather confused. He drove across the town just to find her, she was petrified about something. He rolled his eyes and picked her up, making there way towards the bed. She cuddled up on his lap while he takes the spread and covers them self.
"what happen?"
"I don't know! I just want you here. With me." his gently parts her lips with his with a tender kiss. Unable to understand whats really bothering her. He rests her on the bed, then slowly dips down with a kiss on her lips, which soon turned passionate. She couldn't control the urge to twist her hand around his neck, and then slowly twisting her long feet around his waist.
"I want to love you..." she softly replied, seeing his worried face. Her mind didn't like the idea that he was worried because of her.
"is it that's why you have called me In middle of the night? 59 voice mail?" he slightly twist his eye brow, rather amused then Angry.
She nodes with a forceful smiled... A lie, she have lied.
He bends down to bible on her lips, "only few more days, then we are together under same roof." He smiled.
His lips hovered over her neck, to the collar bone, he had a feeling there was something more, but just didn't like to think about it at the moment. He deepens his kiss further, making it impossible for both of them to breath. He withdraws a little to inhale lung full of air... Nibbling on there tongue... He cupped the soft curve under her nightdress, gently rubbing the hard buds, it felt out of ordinary...
"what did you say earlier, I lack in bedroom," she smiled, funding her self happy again, her mind slowly was drifting way from that horrible night club...
"lets see how I lack now!" he smirked. Both sat up, geet puts her hand up in air while maan takes the top off, bending down to lick the hard buds then sucking roughly.
She felt so arouse and special, the feeling was completely out of this world. Her heart panicked, shown by the Rapid breath. The thud noise took them both in to a passionate world. He slides his trouser down and then her shorts. She wore no panty, he smiled again, taking a condom from the side, spreading her milky thigh then gently thrashed him self in... Night went by with there sweet moan of there love making...

Next day, both left for collage before anyone could catch them, specially with little big warning, not allowed to see one another before marriage. Mr lovely was all ready at 6am, flowing them around then geet.

She walked in to her capes, sat next to Anjali, who was sleeping on the desk. She stank of strong alcohol, and cigarete. Geet shifts on her chair, trying to go far way as possible...
"are you alright?" geet asked with a worry voice.
"what?" she asked lazily...
"I mean... Did you just come straight here from club? You smell of alcohol!"
Anjali laughed.. "hunny... You see I am not you! Who flows her bf and half of the time think what he likes and dislike!"
She spike lazily.. With a mockery in her words...
"that's because I love him, I care what he likes and dislikes!" she bluntly replied...
"why don't you admit you are scared!"
"I am not scared!"
Geet mumbled, she wasn't scared at all... She always tells him the truth...
"tell me have you told the truth last night?"
Geets eyes widens in shock, she didn't because it would have hurt him, not because she is scared... She is wrong... But is she right? Is she sated of him?

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