I hate tears!

It was amazing. Amazing how one woman's presence, his Geet's presence, could make him calm and at peace inside and the mere sight of another, make him fly into a rage; how one evoked all his protective instincts, while the other provoked him to violence, provoked such hatred in him at the mere sight of her.

When Adi had informed him about Nayantara having taken Geet's file from the office, he had seen red - all sorts of alarm bells going off inside his head. Knowing Nayantara's kind of deviousness, he had felt the urgent need to clamp down whatever she was planning – clamp it down, clamp her down, now! It made him livid to think about her coming in any kind of close proximity to Geet, trying to hurt her with her vile ways. He was not about to let that happen and Nayantara would realise this by the time he was done with her today.

In her need to usurp the Khurana wealth, she had subjugated Dev- his gullible little brother Dev; bending him to her every whim, every fancy, using her wiles to keep him bound to her. Maan had considered her a non-entity, someone he put up with only for the sake of Dev- but now, she needed to be shown her boundaries and what overstepping them would mean for her.

His vehemence stemmed from the fact that his family and now Geet- were the only things he deeply cared about; only they had the power to affect him and anyone or anything putting them in harm's way was not something he would tolerate.

He was a man of few words, but the few that he did utter, he expected to be followed – almost as an edict and Nayantara would be doing herself a favour to understand this as soon as possible.

Having found Geet, he was not about to let Nayantara's scheming ways chase her away, not after what he had gone through to protect Geet, make her feel like she belonged, offering her his friendship, his home, no less.

Geet had endured enough at the hands of her family to be where she was today and he would be damned if he would let her suffer anymore. His promise to stand in the way of any trouble that came her way was not an idle one and he would do whatever it took to keep her safe, to protect her; to shield her from any possible harm.

He had made sure Nayantara understood the dire consequences she would face, if she ever dared to cross Geet – for it would mean crossing him and he would give no quarters in extracting his revenge.

For a man who thought tears were a sign of weakness- making you weak of mind, making you lose your power to think – this need to never let her cry, of wanting to annihilate whoever caused her tears- felt like a paradigm shift of sorts. Or, was it only Geet that he allowed this concession to – because he hated tears - Geet's tears!

Originally posted by: MeetGaan

😭 Beautiful. Well done dear. 👏

Can't help but, last line reminded me of "Pusha, ashoo poach do. I hate tears!" 😃

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Originally posted by: Rituparnaa

Hey once again a fabulous description of his feelings.....yes he really hate tears .........and more when it is in his love's eye.
He proved it and stood by his words that he'll not allow anything/anyone to hurt her again.He is the wall between her pains/agonies and his love .
By setting right NT he did assured himself that yes he'll do it again n again for his love no matter who will come in between.

Originally posted by: vista90pro

👏👏 Very good, as usual. Liked your Maan's take on Dev-NT equation....very probable. Lends truth to the adage that a woman can make or break a house....