Originally posted by: marvee-khan
<div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" color="#ff0000" size="6">[B]Casanova[/B]</font></div>
<div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" color="#ff0000" size="6">[B]Part 4[/B]</font></div><div align="center">[BR]</div><div align="center"><div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="3">[B][U]NO MORE PM'S!![/U][/B]</font></div><div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="3">Please refer to one of the following to keep up with the updates:</font></div><div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="3">[URL=http://www.facebook.com/pages/Marvees-Fictions/260809820605893]The Facebook Page[/URL]</font></div><div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="3">[URL=/forum_posts.asp?TID=1950526&PID=48669552�]My Update Thread[/URL]</font></div><div align="center">[URL=http://marveesfictions.wordpress.com/]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="3">My Blog</font>[/URL]</div><div align="center">If it is completely impossible for you to follow with any of these, add [B]MARVEEPMLIST[/B] and I will make exceptions and send out a pm to you but otherwise please try to use one of these[:D]</div><div align="center">[BR]</div><div align="center">[URL=http://www.facebook.com/people/Marvee-Khan/100002455130710]My Facebook[/URL]for immediate notification</div><div align="center">[BR]</div></div>
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[DIV][BR][/DIV][DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">The second law of seduction clearly states that the girl
is always right.</font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">[EM]Did she just
apologize[/EM] he rubbed his forehead while slipping into his pants and t-shirt
again, [EM]what the hell am I supposed to do
with this girl.[/EM] "Woah Maan Singh Khurana, it's just a girl," he told
himself not willing to let his staunch self-confidence lower.</font>[/DIV]
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[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"Bro what happened," Yash rushed into the room after he
had just watched Geet leave the room, fully dressed and not the least bit
flustered. </font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"You idiot, why the heck did you change the room number
back," Maan scolded, his eyes fuming with anger.</font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"Huh what, I thought you would finish her off today, so I
fixed it before the gym staff noticed, how was I supposed to know you wouldn't
even be able to get her clothes off in a wet shower," Yash mocked, half smiling
to himself. </font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"Shut up," Maan's anger was now very evident in his eyes
and Yash shut his mouth not wanting to be subject to his wrath. He knew this
man could kill when angered. </font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"Sorry bro," he whispered and Maan stormed out of the
room.</font>[/DIV]
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<div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">**</font></div>
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[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"The nerve of that girl," he muttered to himself while
punching at the cylindrical punching bag that hung in his private gym at the
penthouse. Not only had she blatantly rejected his advances but then she had
proceeded to apologize as if nothing had even happened between them. The poor
inhuman bag became the bearer of his wrath as he punched at it with all his
might, taking out all the frustrations that filled him. </font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"I see she's got you sweating Mr. Khurana," the boss
walked into the dimly lit room clapping his hands as if watching a spectacle of
sorts. </font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"Sir," Maan immediately stood straight saluting his
officer. </font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"I was passing by your place so I thought I'd stop to ask
about the progress of the Handa case so far," the officer spoke sternly but
secretly hid a smile. [EM]Finally someone to
make him sweat for his buck[/EM] he thought slyly. "I mean I know it's only been
a few days and you do have a month but you are known to get your tasks done
well before the deadline."</font>[/DIV]
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[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"The case is progressing well sir," Maan answered
confidently looking back into the officer's eyes. </font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"Please be more verbose than that Mr. Khurana," the
officer instructed almost mockingly.</font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"We have met at two occasions thus far and there are no
complications, the case will be completed in due time if not sooner," Maan's
voice did not waver once while responding and the officer knew this man was the
best but he also knew that Maan Singh Khurana was in for a surprise.</font>[/DIV]
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<div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">**</font></div>
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[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"Maybe you should try a different approach with this girl
bro," Yash recommended as they ate dinner that night, the angst between them
long forgotten. </font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"What do you mean?" Maan asked while taking a bite out of
the food. </font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"Well, I mean this Geet, she's not your typically
criminal's mistress. For all we know, maybe she's never even had sex with a
man," Yash replied shrugging his shoulders. </font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"She hasn't been with another man, I know that," Maan
said as if stating the obvious.</font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"How are you so sure?" Yash chuckled, "I mean she is
clearly affiliated with some criminal or else we wouldn't have her case and if
she's affiliated with a criminal, then I'm sure he's bedded her a few times."</font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"Experience kiddo experience," Maan answered with a smile
on his face. He had known from the moment he had touched her in the bus that
she was an untouched pearl, "she's got virgin written all over her."</font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"Then how did she
end up in a file on our desks," Yash questioned raising an eyebrow.</font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"We won't find out anything until the task has been
completed, you know that," Maan sipped his drink carefully, still deep in
thought, "but that shouldn't matter," he muttered more to himself than to
anyone else in particular. He had known from the moment they had met in the bus
that she was completely pure but now admitting it out loud instilled almost a
feeling of guilt in him. Previously all the girls that had been a part of his
job'and sometimes not a part of his job had been promiscuous women to whom a
night in bed with a man had been but a norm. He had never deceived anyone,
never made any promises, the women had always known that he was there for that
night only and yet they had agreed. But he knew Geet was different; that had
been clear to him since his real name had slipped out of his tongue this
afternoon'an incident that neither Yash nor the officer were aware of.</font>[/DIV]
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<div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">**</font></div>
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[DIV][EM]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">Her skin was a soft
haven underneath his lips as he explored her head to toe, taking in her taste,
her scent, the essence of her being. She moaned and writhed in his arms just as
she was supposed to but his name from her lips was a rare commodity. "Yes Maan,
please," she moaned when he nipped and sucked at her supple skin. His hands
entangled in her hair as he started to lower himself onto her lips, their
delicate redness calling out seductively to him.</font>[/EM][/DIV]
[DIV][EM]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/EM][/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">"Geet," he whispered waking up all of a sudden, sitting
in an upright position and looking around him only to realize that he lay alone
in his luxurious room. "No, no, hell no," he muttered to himself. This could
not happen, he had slept with so many women before, for the job and just for
fun but this had never happened before. He had never dreamt of a woman like
that, he had never wanted a woman like that. [EM]I need to get her in bed fast before she gets into my head[/EM] he told
himself and got off his bed at 3am in the morning. There was no time to waste,
this called for extraordinary measures. </font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
<div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">Things which had
never been done before would now be done,</font></div>
<div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">lies would be told and a web would be spun.</font></div>
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
<div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">**</font></div>
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[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">As a child, Maan's father had enrolled him in martial
arts classes as then as he grew older, he had been enrolled in MBA classes so
that he would be ready to take over the business but of course he had been the
rebellious child and gone his own way. Yet both those classes had taught him
one thing, the one thing he had always remembered; before you can strike an
offensive move, you must understand and bypass the opponent's defenses. Whether
in business or the task force, the opponent was always the same'it was you who
had to change. </font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">It was time that he come to understand the real Geet
Handa and not the one that was in his file. If he was going to get her in bed,
he needed to get in her head first. </font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">It was no difficulty getting past the two sleeping guards
at the Handa mansion, there was really no strict security in effect as the
palatial house was in one of the safest suburbs of town. He knew the area quite
well; after all his own house'well his father's house was only a few streets
away. All the luxury houses in this area of town had been designed with a
special side entrance into the kitchen from the servant's quarters and so Maan
was inside the house in no time. There was a lamp on here and there yet the
place was shrouded in a cover of darkness. Very carefully and with help from
the blueprints provided in the file, he managed to locate her room and stood
just outside staring at her sleeping peacefully wrapped in warm duvet. </font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2">The goal was simple. Look around the room for some indication
of her personality, a diary, a long lost poem or something, anything really.
That was the goal but her lying there was just such a tempting sight and it
moved something in his casanovic heart. He crept along the edge of the room and
leaned over her slowly grazing her soft cheek, the skin was just as warm and
soft as it had been in his dream. Just as he was about to move away and begin
exploring her room, she grabbed his wrist and pulled him harshly down onto her
forcing his body to crash on top of hers on the bed. </font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2" color="#0000ff">[B]Precap: "You know you've wanted me since the day you laid
your eyes on me"[/B]</font>[/DIV]
[DIV]<font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2"></font>[/DIV]
<div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2" color="#ff0000">Hello Shellos![:D]</font></div>
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<div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2" color="#ff0000">Sorry for the
delay jaanies, I was down with allergies but am much better now.</font></div>
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<div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2" color="#ff0000">Hope you enjoyed
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<div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2" color="#ff0000">Cheers, love you</font></div>
<div align="center"><font face="'Comic Sans MS', Times, serif" size="2" color="#ff0000">-Marvee[>:D<]</font></div>
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