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<font size="3">Okay guys, firstly sorry for the delay....here's the next part hope u like it, thanks alot for all the comments</font>
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Part 2
"Maan", a slow whisper left her trembling lips. There he lay, face-down, beaten to the ground. Veerji (no idea what his name is! 😕) along with his men stood laughing around him. They held blood-stained swords in their hands. As she watched the red liquid slowly drip from the edge of the sword, Geet was overcome with anger. How dare they! How dare they hurt her Maan. She made her way towards the main entrance of the run-down fort. It was a good thing she knew each corner of the place, or else she would have probably been lost. Once out of the fort, Geet quickly got to the car, smashing the wind shield with a stone, hoping no one heard, she removed her cell phone. (hey Geet is mordernized here! Maan gave it to her when she was taking care of dadi just in case she needed to contact him) She remembered how much she had hated the thing when she had first laid eyes on it, what was Maan sir trying to prove by giving her the cell? She would buy one when she had the money. He had softly smiled and just kept it in her hands, while she stared in those deep brown eyes, twinkling with the rare smile. 😳 Coming out of her thoughts, she quickly called the police inspector. He was a kind man, had helped her when she had first raised a voice against her brother. He had been the one who was willing to come and arrest Veerji even without any proof, just because he trusted her. He would come and help her, he was her last hope, he had to come. After about five minutes of explaining the situation, the inspector agreed to come, he said it would take him about ten minutes to reach the fort. Finally done with the call, Geet began to think of ways to get Maan out of there. She trembled at the thought of his worsening condition, as a vision of his bloodied body flashed in front of her. Brushing aside these thoughts she made her way inside, making sure not to make any noise. She hoped her brother had not noticed she was missing, hell would break lose if he did. At last she reached the room where they all stood. Maan had been moved to a corner of the room, while her brother and his friends drank to their victory on the other side. "Now I will see how that Geet survives, she committed a sin and now the whole of Hushiarpur will see what happens when someone defies me!" she heard her brother scream, before they all broke into a wicked laughter. Keeping her fear in control, Geet concentrated on Maan. She made her way to the corner where he lay unconscious, or maybe dead, but she didn't want to think too much. Finally making reaching him, she knelt down beside him, ignoring the shot of pain that went through her broken leg. "Maan sir, Maan sir….sir please uthea na….sir, sir…." She tried waking him up, shaking him with each attempt. Getting worried with each passing second, she shook him with all her might, "Maan wake up!" The tinkling of her bangles and loud whispers finally caught the attention of one of the men. "Aye, what are you doing there…..Veerji look there's Geet!" She watched as her brother turned and hatred flashed through his eyes. A slow grin formed on his face as he watched her next to Maan. "SO finally you came Geet, seems like you've found yourself a new lover. Tell me is he as good as your previous one?" 🤢 Geet cringed hearing her brother's words. He continued throwing insults at her as he gradually walked towards her, like a lion coming towards its cornered prey. Her eyes filled with terror as she watched the sword come descending down on her, "MAAN" she screamed while shutting her eyes, waiting for the pain.</font>
<font size="3">What will happen next??? no clue 😆 ...keep reading and plzzzzzzzzzz comment, thanks in advance</font> 😛
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Part 2
"Maan", a slow whisper left her trembling lips. There he lay, face-down, beaten to the ground. Veerji (no idea what his name is! 😕) along with his men stood laughing around him. They held blood-stained swords in their hands. As she watched the red liquid slowly drip from the edge of the sword, Geet was overcome with anger. How dare they! How dare they hurt her Maan. She made her way towards the main entrance of the run-down fort. It was a good thing she knew each corner of the place, or else she would have probably been lost. Once out of the fort, Geet quickly got to the car, smashing the wind shield with a stone, hoping no one heard, she removed her cell phone. (hey Geet is mordernized here! Maan gave it to her when she was taking care of dadi just in case she needed to contact him) She remembered how much she had hated the thing when she had first laid eyes on it, what was Maan sir trying to prove by giving her the cell? She would buy one when she had the money. He had softly smiled and just kept it in her hands, while she stared in those deep brown eyes, twinkling with the rare smile. 😳 Coming out of her thoughts, she quickly called the police inspector. He was a kind man, had helped her when she had first raised a voice against her brother. He had been the one who was willing to come and arrest Veerji even without any proof, just because he trusted her. He would come and help her, he was her last hope, he had to come. After about five minutes of explaining the situation, the inspector agreed to come, he said it would take him about ten minutes to reach the fort. Finally done with the call, Geet began to think of ways to get Maan out of there. She trembled at the thought of his worsening condition, as a vision of his bloodied body flashed in front of her. Brushing aside these thoughts she made her way inside, making sure not to make any noise. She hoped her brother had not noticed she was missing, hell would break lose if he did. At last she reached the room where they all stood. Maan had been moved to a corner of the room, while her brother and his friends drank to their victory on the other side. "Now I will see how that Geet survives, she committed a sin and now the whole of Hushiarpur will see what happens when someone defies me!" she heard her brother scream, before they all broke into a wicked laughter. Keeping her fear in control, Geet concentrated on Maan. She made her way to the corner where he lay unconscious, or maybe dead, but she didn't want to think too much. Finally making reaching him, she knelt down beside him, ignoring the shot of pain that went through her broken leg. "Maan sir, Maan sir….sir please uthea na….sir, sir…." She tried waking him up, shaking him with each attempt. Getting worried with each passing second, she shook him with all her might, "Maan wake up!" The tinkling of her bangles and loud whispers finally caught the attention of one of the men. "Aye, what are you doing there…..Veerji look there's Geet!" She watched as her brother turned and hatred flashed through his eyes. A slow grin formed on his face as he watched her next to Maan. "SO finally you came Geet, seems like you've found yourself a new lover. Tell me is he as good as your previous one?" 🤢 Geet cringed hearing her brother's words. He continued throwing insults at her as he gradually walked towards her, like a lion coming towards its cornered prey. Her eyes filled with terror as she watched the sword come descending down on her, "MAAN" she screamed while shutting her eyes, waiting for the pain.</font>
<font size="3">What will happen next??? no clue 😆 ...keep reading and plzzzzzzzzzz comment, thanks in advance</font> 😛
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