Passion - Page 4

PASSION

Geet opened her mouth to scream out, but the hand placed heavily over her lips, stiffling her cry. She felt herself being pinned down on the wall immediately close to her house, and the first heavy drops of rain pelted down on her body. Thunder rolled loudly, causing her to tremble, and her tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and then widened to see the person who held her in such an intimidating way.

Maan was staring at her intently, his eyes looking at each and every part of her face. His hand moved away from her mouth, as soon as he felt her stop screaming, but his fingers lingered on her lips. The loud cackle of thunder almost shook the depths of the earth, and Geet shuddered, involuntarily trembling. Maan held her waist tightly, and pulled her closer to him, slowly murmuring, " Ssshh..Geet' daro mat..main hoon tumhare saath.."

Geet looked at him, and felt warmth spread all over her body, from head to toe. The thunder sounded itself again, and Maan pulled her waist closer, plastering her against his own body. Only then, did Geet realize that they were soaking wet. Her eyes went down immediately, as she saw the soaked white transparent shirt donned on Maan, outlining the masculine chest and broad shoulders. She felt her cheeks colour as his heavy biceps held her tiny fragile waist firmly, and his hard strong body pressed closer to her soft and delicate one. He followed her eyes down, and saw her white kameez plastered against her body seductively, outlining her curves perfectly. Geet shivered, as soon as she felt his gaze on her. Maan looked into her eyes, and used to a finger to trail the drops of water on her lips. Geet closed her eyes immediately, again, and felt him loosening his hold on her wrists.

He cupped her face roughly, and whispered, " Did you really think, I will let you come alone at night with a driver?"

Geet nodded her head for a yes, her eyes still closed, and the thunder rolling even more loudly. She gasped out, unable to control her fears, and Maan grabbed hold of her even more firmly.

" Tum darr kyun rahi ho? Main hoon na tumhare saath?" he said, with an irritated voice, as Geet continued trembling.

Maan made his annoyance clear, as he pushed her into the house and closed the door on the rain behind them. Geet widened her eyes, as he pinned her wet form on the wall inside the house, and brought his own wet self closer to her. Her teeth started chattering, as the cold and damp clothes stung to her body, chilling her to the bone, and suddenly, the lights went off.

Geet gave a small scream, which was quickly muffled by Maan's hand on her mouth. The thunder rumbled loudly outside, and the whole house was plunged into darkness. Her heart started beating faster than ever, almost threatening to burst out of her chest. His hand was still on her mouth, when he said, with a smirk, " Aab kahaan jaogi, Geet?"

Geet looked at him in the darkness, as water droplets from his shirt fell on her hands, which were unknowingly clutched tightly on his throbbing biceps. She made a move to remove her hands, but, he quickly jerked her closer, causing her to hold on to him even more tightly. Her throat went dry, and her heart and nerves burned, as his words rang in her mind relentlessly. She was alone in the house, in darkness, wet, and with Maan. She felt her heaving chest in direct contact with his hard one, and tried to cringe away from his body, when he tangled his leg with hers and whispered menacingly, " Don't you dare move away from me!"

She felt a shiver go down the entire length of her spinal cord, and just at that moment, one of the windows burst open by the sheer force of the gale outside.

" Babaji!" Geet cried out in reflex, causing Maan to hold her more tightly.

" Daro mat, Geet. It's because of the wind." He said, running his hand over her waist reassuringly.

But, that gesture did nothing to reassure Geet. Instead, it made her more nervous, and coy. She was about to try and move away again, when they both heard a vibration. Maan still held Geet against the wall tightly, with one arm, and used his other hand to whisk out his cell phone from his pocket. He put it on speaker, and spoke, " Jee, Daadima?"

" Maan.." the worried voice of Savitri Devi washed over both of them, " Did you and Geet leave Handa House yet?"

Maan stared at Geet, and answered, " Nahin, Daadima. The weather outside is horrible'pata nahin kab nikal payenge."

Geet widened her eyes, as she heard these words. Maan was smirking, which made her even more flustered, and nervous. Babaji, she thought in apprehension, inke dimaag mein kya chal raha hain?

" Bete, Mohinder is trying to reach Geet, but he is not being able to. He doesn't want you people to drive out tonight. Aap logon ko aaj raat wahi rehna parega' the weather is too treacherous." Savitri Devi said.

Geet felt the first bead of sweat form on her forehead, and her parched throat did nothing to help. Baba ne yeh kya keh diya, how can he leave me alone with him for the whole night? She thought in dismay, when Maan replied, with a victorious smile, " Daadima, mujhe koi problem nahin hain, lekin, aap ek baar Geet se puch lijiye' aakhir, she has to stay with me alone for the whole night!"

" Hain, aap phone dijiye unhe.."

Maan held the phone near Geet's mouth, still on the speaker mode. He held her waist tightly with one hand, and gestured her with his eyes to talk. She lowered her lashes immediately, and after taking several deep breaths to calm herself down, she spoke timidly, " Jee, Daadima?"

Maan squeezed her waist, making her look at him in surprise. He stared at her intently, without blinking, while Savitri Devi spoke, " Geet, bete, I know this might be weird. Lekin, bahar weather bohut zyada kharab hain, and neither your parents nor we want you people to drive out tonight. Do you mind staying the night in your house with Maan? Aap log kal subha hi nikal aana, bete.."

Geet felt the familiar churning in her stomach. It was one of those moments, when she was asked about her choice, but only she knew that she had none. The way Maan was staring at her and his grip on her waist told her, that tonight, destiny was on his side, and so was her beloved Babaji. She looked down at her feet, and slowly nodded her head for a yes. Maan pressed the mute button on his phone, and bit out, " She can't see you nod on the phone. Tell her that you don't mind. Loud and Clear Geet."

He connected the call again, and urged her with his dangerous eyes to reply. Geet stammered a little, before finally saying, " Jee'Daadima'mujhe koi problem nahin hain'"

Maan cut the call, and picked her up in his arms suddenly. Geet widened her eyes in fear, as he started walking towards her bedroom. She cleared her throat nervously, and slowly choked out, " Aap yeh kya kar rahe hain?"

" Tumhe nahin pata?" he said, bringing her even more closer to his chest.

" Yeeh' yeh..thik nahin hoga!! Nahin hain'" she said, her words reeling off on an accord of their own, in sheer fright.

He kicked open the door of her bedroom, causing her to jump slightly. Moving closer to her bed, he whispered, " Yeh karna bohut zaarori hain, Geet."

Geet felt tears in her eyes, as he laid her down on the bed gently. Babaji, yeh thik nahin hain'yeh' her eyes flew open, when he moved away from her, looking extremely hurt and angry.

" Change kar lo'thand lag jayegi", he said, quietly, and walked out of the room.

Geet sat up in bed, remorsefully. Yeh toh baas change karne ki baat kar rahe the'pata nahin main kya kya soch rahi thi' gussa hokar chale gayee.. She fixed her dupatta, and ran out of the room, only in time to see Maan opening the main door.

She raced down the stairs, and her foot caught on the heavy carpet, causing her balance to topple. Maan looked behind at the right time, and caught her a few centimetres from falling on the floor. She held his collar tightly, her eyes closed, waiting for the hard floor to hit her, when he bellowed, "Problem kya hain tumhari? Why did you come down?"

He let go of her rudely, causing her to almost stumble again. Maan looked away after making sure that she wasn't hurt, and hissed, "Dekhne aayi thi, ke whether I was checking you out while you change?"

Geet looked away in shame, as she felt the pain in his words. Without waiting for her answer, he opened the door, and started walking out, when she asked nervously, "Aap'aap kahaan jaa rahe hain?"

The wind blew harder, and the rumble of thunder sounded itself again. Geet bit back the gasp which was rising to her lips, and asked again, "Ghar jaa rahe hain?"

"I have got spare clothes in the car. Woh lene jaa raha hoon'agar tumhara interrogation khatam ho gayaa ho, toh main jaun?" he said, sneeringly, and started moving out again, when something that neither he nor Geet had ever expected.

Geet held his hand softly, and stopped him. He whipped back immediately, and pinned her down on a nearby wall again. Pinning her hands down on either side of her head, and slipping his fingers into the spaces between her fingers, he shouted, "WHAT?"

Geet lowered her eyes, but, surprisingly, she didn't cringe at his loud voice. The desperation and hurt was evident in it.

"Aap, aise bahaar mat jayiye' the storm..." she was barely able to finish, when Maan growled, " Why should I listen to you? You don't trust me..."

He let go of her, and made a move to go out again, when she held his hand again, still plastered against the wall.

"Please' mujhe darr lag raha hain'" she managed to say, with her eyes still fixed on the floor, and her hand holding his one gingerly.

He jerked her hand off him, and said, " You're not the one who's going out. Tumhe kyun darr lag raha hain?"

" Aap ke liye'" she said, without thinking, causing a huge smirk to appear on Maan's face.

Geet looked away immediately, trying to control her thudding heart. Why did you say that, buddhu? She scolded herself mentally, but, alas, the damage was done.

Maan walked over to her, causing her to move closer to the wall, once more, and lifted her face, holding her chin. He whispered huskily, "You don't trust me, lekin phir bhi, mere liye darr lag raha hain?"

"I trust you..." she blurted out again, without thinking.

Maan felt the living daylights knocked out of him, as the surge of happiness that ran through his veins almost overpowered him. He stared at Geet, grinning widely, while she had her lashes lowered down firmly.

"Kya kaha tumne? Phirse kaho", he urged, wanting to hear it again.

But, he had already pushed his luck to the edge, and Geet didn't say a word more. She continued staring at the ground, her cheeks slightly crimson, and her heart rate faster than ever. She had just admitted it blatantly to him that she cared about and trusted him. Jhalli kahiki, aise koi kehta hain kya? She tried to knock some sense into herself, but the night was deadly and treacherous.

And, in this deadly and treacherous night, nothing was going to go according to Geet.

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