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She jerks away from him with a complete surprised look on her face. Maan on the other hand simply smiled at her. She just couldn't believe what she heard and was about to ask him again when he himself repeated it...
Yes geet, you heard it correct. I am maan, maan singh khurana...!!
But how is it possible. I mean...you are don...toh phir yeh...??...how can you...she was blabbering totally baffled at his identity.
Geet, please calm down and I'll explain you everything...he tried to compose her, but geet was not at all in her senses. He held her hand inorder to calm her, but she jerked it away angrily causing him hiss due to the pain.
She saw his expression and his still open wound and tried to control her agitated mind for sometime. Maan was about to say something when she raised her hand in a gesture to stop him and said...
We can talk later. Your wound needs immediate attention...with that she picked up the cotton from the box and started cleaning the wound and bandaged it properly.
Maan just kept looking at her, observing her face to get a hint of her inner turmoil, but in vain. She bandaged him with a straight face and went to dump the waste properly.
Though her face was blank, he knew she must be going through an emotional upheaval. He could understand her as he was feeling no less. But yes, due to the hidden facts, geet's condition was much grevious...!!...She came back and silently placed some medicines in his hands and said...
Have them, you'll feel better...!!
She didn't look into his eyes fearing she may expose her vulnerability, but what she didn't knew was that her indifference was simply highlighting her misery. Geet was about to go after giving him the medicines, when maan caught her hand and requested softly...
Geet, please just listen to me once. I'll tell you everything...!!
The last string of tolerance broke with his sentence and she blasted him...
What will you explain, huh...??...what will you tell me...??...that my childhood friend has become a ruthless criminal or that he always knew of my identity and was still playing with my emotions...??...haan...??...tell me, what do you want to say...???...I was dying each moment thinking to have a soft corner for the murderer of my brother and you were simply enjoying my plight being a mute spectator...she yelled on top of her voice. Maan was shocked to see her in this wretched condition, but then he couldn't expect any less...!!
He tried to hold her, but she shoves his hands and continued pouring her bottled emotions...
Don't touch me...!!...don't you dare...she warned going totally out of control...I hate you...you are a criminal...I hate you from the core of my heart...don't come near...stay away...I hate you...I hate you...
Maan saw her shaking and crying hysterically and tried to calm her, but all his efforts went in vain and thus not understanding how to control the situation, he simply smaked his lips on hers to close her screaming mouh...!!
She pounded her fist continuously on his chest to separate him, but he kept on pressing her by his body and completely overpowered her. He kept on kissing her with all his emotions and love trying to take away her pain, her sufferings, her frustration and her anguish. She was already exhausted with the mental and physical exertions she had gone through in these few hours and now, she was too weak to fight and her futile attempts to release herself from him failed miserably and finally she gave in.
She kissed him back letting her emotions go. Maan brought her closer by tightening his grip around her waist, while his other hand was caressing her back trying to sooth her. After geet's sobs subsided and he felt her relaxed, maan parted from her, but didn't leave her. They kept looking at each other for sometime without uttering a word. After what seemed like ages, maan finally spoke...
I never intend to hurt you, geet. I can't even think about it...his voice was oozing out of honesty.
Why...??...gget suddenly asked after hearing him and then elaborated...what made you choose this path, maan...??...what made you DON...??...you always were the protector of law right from the very childhood, then why this drastic change...??
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What do you mean you lost track...??...sameera shouted as one of don's bodyguard informed sameera and narang about don being missing.
Ma'am, he left without asking us to come and when we followed him to the club, we found few of our men, who reached before us, dead in the parking lot. We then tried to follow the car that zoomed away from their, but we missed it...he completed narrating the whole incident.
Both narang and sameera were shocked at the news that don was attacked and is now missing. Though they knew he was capable of saving himself, yet wanted to get the news of his safety for confirmation.
Who could it be...??...sam asked getting tensed at the situation.
Anyone, don has innumerable enemies...narang answered her question...but don't worry, whoever it is must have been finished off by don...he added after a pause.
Then why isn't he answering his goddam phone...she hissed in anger.
Sameera, calm down. We will soon get to him...saying so narang moved towards the door of the room alongwith the guards, but stopped for a second and said...nothing will happen to him, remember he is the DON...he added and moved out.
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I am DON, but I am not a criminal...he answered her in one sentence.
He looked at the silent geet in front of him and proceeded to explain further...I am an undercover intelligence officer...he stated with a proud shine in his eyes.
Geet's jaw fell in astonishment at his statement. She didn't knew how to respond. Maan saw her state and continued...
Geet, what I am going to tell you now is highly confidential. It should remain between the two of us, okay...??...he asked looking straight into her eyes.
She was not in a state to say anything and so just nodded.
As you are well aware of the fact that my father was the SP of Delhi, when we used to live there...he paused and saw geet listening to him carefully...well, you remember when I was in 8th standard he got transfered and we moved to Mumbai...??
Geet nodded in affirmative remembering the time when they were separated. It was tough for all three of them maan, adi and her. They grew up together and were best of friends. Despite the 6 yrs age gap maan always treated geet as a friend, infact both adi and maan used to pamper her like a little princess.
After coming to mumbai I continued my further studies here till 12th. I kept contact with you both, but after that everything changed...maan's expression turned grim...I still remember that day when we were informed about...he gulped to ease his dry throat...about dad's demise in a tussel with some some dangerous gangsters. Mom, though broken from inside supported both of us in that terrible time. My maternal uncle was an ACP and posted in Gujrat. He came and took us with him. I lost touch with both of you after shifting from mumbai. Uncle provided me with a father's love and encouraged me to pursue my dream. I really don't know without him I would have been able to gain anything in my life...!!
Maan stopped after saying that and looked at geet. She had a thin layer of tears in her eyes hearing about his loss. She knew how close maan was to his father and felt terrible at not being at his friend's side when he needed her the most.
Maan came near her and wiped the tears that threatened to fall and said...don't cry geet, I am fine...he smiled a little seeing her concern and then said...you know geet, I so much wanted to talk to you and adi at that time, but I guess luck was not on my side. I lost your telephone numbers...he gave a sad smile recalling his lonely time.
But then as I got held up with my studies preparing hard for the civil service exam. After a long time a happy moment came into my life when I cleared UPSC in my first attempt at that too with a very good rank...a shine rose in his eyes as he stated his achievement...mom was very happy. I never saw her that much delighted after dad's death...he gave geet a smile.
But maan, how come you entered this gang...geet said after a long silence...I mean...you...don...I...she fumbled not able to form a proper statement. Maan saw her fumbling with words and couldn't help to stop a chuckle escape his mouth. Geet looked at him and pouted not knowing what to say.
Its so funny to see a chatter box like you fumbling with words...he let out a laugh at her expense.
Geet got irritated seeing him laughing at her and retorted...
Why don't you explain it properly then instead of laughing like a fool...and twisted her lips in his direction.
Oh god geet, you haven't changed a bit...he pinched her nose and sat down on the bed patting his side space for her to sit. Geet though irritated at his comments sat down beside him. Maan took a deep breath and started narrating further...
Despite gaining a high rank I chose IPS for it was my...he paused and looked at her...I mean our dream...geet smiled at his words reminding her of the time when the three of them decided to take up IPS seeing maan's father reputation, while maan continued...For four years I was given different postings. I was one of their finest recruit...he stated proudly while geet rolled her eyes muttering...snob...!!
Though she said it to herself, maan clearly heard it, thanks to his extra sharp ears and said...thanks...with his usual don smirk.
So what was I saying...uh, yeah...as I was the best they entrusted me with one of the most complicated case...CHIEF...!!...there was a fierce look in his eyes as he took the name.
Geet noticed it and instantly placed her hand on top of his inorder to calm him and it worked like a magic. Her one touch literally sooth him down.
He was the leader of one of the most dangerous mafia, alleged with several charges of murder, smuggling of drugs and many other things. I worked on his case for one long year, but he was way too smart for the police to grab him directly. He was becoming a menace to the society and the whole department, but due to his extensively spread connections he always managed to escape.
Maan ran his good hand's palm through his hair...it was becoming worse day by day and the other mafia groups took advantage of the situation and strengthened themselves. It was then that I got this idea of catching them by becoming one of them.
He turned his eyes towards her and said...and so I became DON...!!
All my personal infomations from the records were deleted. Being the head of this operation, my uncle supervised everything. In about three years I gained full trust of chief by finishing off his rivals, which was all a part of my plan and duty...he said giving geet a meaningful look...I could have got him earlier, but then there was an opportunity to clean the other groups first, who rose under his shade.
This year I decided to take on chief himself as I had him completely under my charm and was fully aquainted with his whole system...he gave an evil smirk at that.
Then, what happened...??...how did you meet bhaiya...??...geet who till now was listening patiently asked.
At the mention of meeting with adi, a slight smile crept up his lips and his thoughts went back to the past when he finally got to meet his dearest friend again...!!
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I know its short but I guess something is better than nothing n moreover, its an informative update giving an insight in maan's life...as I told u before maan and adi's relation will be revealed as the story progress so things will be revealed mostly from maan's POV from now on wards😳 ( with maaneet moment😉😳 )
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She jerks away from him with a complete surprised look on her face. Maan on the other hand simply smiled at her. She just couldn't believe what she heard and was about to ask him again when he himself repeated it...
Yes geet, you heard it correct. I am maan, maan singh khurana...!!
But how is it possible. I mean...you are don...toh phir yeh...??...how can you...she was blabbering totally baffled at his identity.
Geet, please calm down and I'll explain you everything...he tried to compose her, but geet was not at all in her senses. He held her hand inorder to calm her, but she jerked it away angrily causing him hiss due to the pain.
She saw his expression and his still open wound and tried to control her agitated mind for sometime. Maan was about to say something when she raised her hand in a gesture to stop him and said...
We can talk later. Your wound needs immediate attention...with that she picked up the cotton from the box and started cleaning the wound and bandaged it properly.
Maan just kept looking at her, observing her face to get a hint of her inner turmoil, but in vain. She bandaged him with a straight face and went to dump the waste properly.
Though her face was blank, he knew she must be going through an emotional upheaval. He could understand her as he was feeling no less. But yes, due to the hidden facts, geet's condition was much grevious...!!...She came back and silently placed some medicines in his hands and said...
Have them, you'll feel better...!!
She didn't look into his eyes fearing she may expose her vulnerability, but what she didn't knew was that her indifference was simply highlighting her misery. Geet was about to go after giving him the medicines, when maan caught her hand and requested softly...
Geet, please just listen to me once. I'll tell you everything...!!
The last string of tolerance broke with his sentence and she blasted him...
What will you explain, huh...??...what will you tell me...??...that my childhood friend has become a ruthless criminal or that he always knew of my identity and was still playing with my emotions...??...haan...??...tell me, what do you want to say...???...I was dying each moment thinking to have a soft corner for the murderer of my brother and you were simply enjoying my plight being a mute spectator...she yelled on top of her voice. Maan was shocked to see her in this wretched condition, but then he couldn't expect any less...!!
He tried to hold her, but she shoves his hands and continued pouring her bottled emotions...
Don't touch me...!!...don't you dare...she warned going totally out of control...I hate you...you are a criminal...I hate you from the core of my heart...don't come near...stay away...I hate you...I hate you...
Maan saw her shaking and crying hysterically and tried to calm her, but all his efforts went in vain and thus not understanding how to control the situation, he simply smaked his lips on hers to close her screaming mouh...!!
She pounded her fist continuously on his chest to separate him, but he kept on pressing her by his body and completely overpowered her. He kept on kissing her with all his emotions and love trying to take away her pain, her sufferings, her frustration and her anguish. She was already exhausted with the mental and physical exertions she had gone through in these few hours and now, she was too weak to fight and her futile attempts to release herself from him failed miserably and finally she gave in.
She kissed him back letting her emotions go. Maan brought her closer by tightening his grip around her waist, while his other hand was caressing her back trying to sooth her. After geet's sobs subsided and he felt her relaxed, maan parted from her, but didn't leave her. They kept looking at each other for sometime without uttering a word. After what seemed like ages, maan finally spoke...
I never intend to hurt you, geet. I can't even think about it...his voice was oozing out of honesty.
Why...??...gget suddenly asked after hearing him and then elaborated...what made you choose this path, maan...??...what made you DON...??...you always were the protector of law right from the very childhood, then why this drastic change...??
****************************************************************
What do you mean you lost track...??...sameera shouted as one of don's bodyguard informed sameera and narang about don being missing.
Ma'am, he left without asking us to come and when we followed him to the club, we found few of our men, who reached before us, dead in the parking lot. We then tried to follow the car that zoomed away from their, but we missed it...he completed narrating the whole incident.
Both narang and sameera were shocked at the news that don was attacked and is now missing. Though they knew he was capable of saving himself, yet wanted to get the news of his safety for confirmation.
Who could it be...??...sam asked getting tensed at the situation.
Anyone, don has innumerable enemies...narang answered her question...but don't worry, whoever it is must have been finished off by don...he added after a pause.
Then why isn't he answering his goddam phone...she hissed in anger.
Sameera, calm down. We will soon get to him...saying so narang moved towards the door of the room alongwith the guards, but stopped for a second and said...nothing will happen to him, remember he is the DON...he added and moved out.
*************************************************************
I am DON, but I am not a criminal...he answered her in one sentence.
He looked at the silent geet in front of him and proceeded to explain further...I am an undercover intelligence officer...he stated with a proud shine in his eyes.
Geet's jaw fell in astonishment at his statement. She didn't knew how to respond. Maan saw her state and continued...
Geet, what I am going to tell you now is highly confidential. It should remain between the two of us, okay...??...he asked looking straight into her eyes.
She was not in a state to say anything and so just nodded.
As you are well aware of the fact that my father was the SP of Delhi, when we used to live there...he paused and saw geet listening to him carefully...well, you remember when I was in 8th standard he got transfered and we moved to Mumbai...??
Geet nodded in affirmative remembering the time when they were separated. It was tough for all three of them maan, adi and her. They grew up together and were best of friends. Despite the 6 yrs age gap maan always treated geet as a friend, infact both adi and maan used to pamper her like a little princess.
After coming to mumbai I continued my further studies here till 12th. I kept contact with you both, but after that everything changed...maan's expression turned grim...I still remember that day when we were informed about...he gulped to ease his dry throat...about dad's demise in a tussel with some some dangerous gangsters. Mom, though broken from inside supported both of us in that terrible time. My maternal uncle was an ACP and posted in Gujrat. He came and took us with him. I lost touch with both of you after shifting from mumbai. Uncle provided me with a father's love and encouraged me to pursue my dream. I really don't know without him I would have been able to gain anything in my life...!!
Maan stopped after saying that and looked at geet. She had a thin layer of tears in her eyes hearing about his loss. She knew how close maan was to his father and felt terrible at not being at his friend's side when he needed her the most.
Maan came near her and wiped the tears that threatened to fall and said...don't cry geet, I am fine...he smiled a little seeing her concern and then said...you know geet, I so much wanted to talk to you and adi at that time, but I guess luck was not on my side. I lost your telephone numbers...he gave a sad smile recalling his lonely time.
But then as I got held up with my studies preparing hard for the civil service exam. After a long time a happy moment came into my life when I cleared UPSC in my first attempt at that too with a very good rank...a shine rose in his eyes as he stated his achievement...mom was very happy. I never saw her that much delighted after dad's death...he gave geet a smile.
But maan, how come you entered this gang...geet said after a long silence...I mean...you...don...I...she fumbled not able to form a proper statement. Maan saw her fumbling with words and couldn't help to stop a chuckle escape his mouth. Geet looked at him and pouted not knowing what to say.
Its so funny to see a chatter box like you fumbling with words...he let out a laugh at her expense.
Geet got irritated seeing him laughing at her and retorted...
Why don't you explain it properly then instead of laughing like a fool...and twisted her lips in his direction.
Oh god geet, you haven't changed a bit...he pinched her nose and sat down on the bed patting his side space for her to sit. Geet though irritated at his comments sat down beside him. Maan took a deep breath and started narrating further...
Despite gaining a high rank I chose IPS for it was my...he paused and looked at her...I mean our dream...geet smiled at his words reminding her of the time when the three of them decided to take up IPS seeing maan's father reputation, while maan continued...For four years I was given different postings. I was one of their finest recruit...he stated proudly while geet rolled her eyes muttering...snob...!!
Though she said it to herself, maan clearly heard it, thanks to his extra sharp ears and said...thanks...with his usual don smirk.
So what was I saying...uh, yeah...as I was the best they entrusted me with one of the most complicated case...CHIEF...!!...there was a fierce look in his eyes as he took the name.
Geet noticed it and instantly placed her hand on top of his inorder to calm him and it worked like a magic. Her one touch literally sooth him down.
He was the leader of one of the most dangerous mafia, alleged with several charges of murder, smuggling of drugs and many other things. I worked on his case for one long year, but he was way too smart for the police to grab him directly. He was becoming a menace to the society and the whole department, but due to his extensively spread connections he always managed to escape.
Maan ran his good hand's palm through his hair...it was becoming worse day by day and the other mafia groups took advantage of the situation and strengthened themselves. It was then that I got this idea of catching them by becoming one of them.
He turned his eyes towards her and said...and so I became DON...!!
All my personal infomations from the records were deleted. Being the head of this operation, my uncle supervised everything. In about three years I gained full trust of chief by finishing off his rivals, which was all a part of my plan and duty...he said giving geet a meaningful look...I could have got him earlier, but then there was an opportunity to clean the other groups first, who rose under his shade.
This year I decided to take on chief himself as I had him completely under my charm and was fully aquainted with his whole system...he gave an evil smirk at that.
Then, what happened...??...how did you meet bhaiya...??...geet who till now was listening patiently asked.
At the mention of meeting with adi, a slight smile crept up his lips and his thoughts went back to the past when he finally got to meet his dearest friend again...!!
****************************************************************
done😛
I know its short but I guess something is better than nothing n moreover, its an informative update giving an insight in maan's life...as I told u before maan and adi's relation will be revealed as the story progress so things will be revealed mostly from maan's POV from now on wards😳 ( with maaneet moment😉😳 )
nyways...plzz comment and voice ur opinion
those who wants to be pmed plzz add username ffspmlist to ur buddy list
I'll be pming through this username only 😛
do not forget to hit the LIKE button
love u all🤗
anupam
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