BLOODLINE FF updated on page 69 on 7th jan - Page 33

Such heartbreaking news .Sweetheart take all the time you need.I really pray his soul is at peace.

Bloodline chapter 9

You'll be mine forever

"Since you want this wedding to take place as soon as possible, I would suggest, there is a very auspicious date next week, i.e. on the 17^th."

Panditji opined looking serious, straight into the eyes of Mr Handa, his eyes then darted towards Geet and he looked into one of his red books as if suggesting something and then he said,

" I would suggest sir, that you keep the wedding for 17^th, I have gone through both Geet and Maan's horoscope and from what I see, if they get married on the said date it would be a heavenly affair"

Mr Handa who was in deep thought now, looked at Maan and before he could say or ask anything, Maan simply blurted out "I don't have any problem 17^th is just fine with me" Mr Handa smiled at his ever enthusiastic would be son in law and as if in tow nodded, " I know Maan you would be more than happy to whisk my daughter off her feet and fly her awyay to your home in no time but I guess we need to ask Geet as well, after all its her wedding too" Mr Handa replied, smiling indulgently as if he had caught Maan. Maan mentally chided himself, "what are you doing? What the hell's wrong with you? Get a grip on yourself and your emotions, oh gosh Geet what effect do you have upon me? Why such madness, such crazy desire? I hope to find out soon!" Maan smirked. Now they all directed their attention towards Geet who sat there stunned, shocked, rather shell shocked, crest fallen, her inner goddess was seen sitting on a stool gaping and still trying to register all that just transpired. He father tried to shook her off her reverie by calling out aloud to her "Geet! Geet! What happened, my angel?" Mr Handa asked, Geet simply turned towards her dad who was now looking anxiously at her and Maan who was at the edge of the ottoman, peering at her like a small school boy as if saying, "please say yes! Please!" Geet simply muttered, " so soon, 17^th but how?" Mr Handa smiled at his innocent sweet daughter, " Geet are you worried about the arrangements, as to how everything will be arranged within such a short period of time, or shall I take it, that you are not really sure about marrying Maan?"

Maan flinched at Mr Handa's question, "how could she be not sure? What is Mr Handa implying? And why? C'mon he too witnessed our craziness in the past weeks and it is actually one of the reasons why panditji is now seated in the gigantic hall of Handa Mansion discussing prospective dates for marriage! Why such a query? I'll become mad!"

Geet as if jolted out, "no, no, no, its not about Maan, am sure about him, I know he'll keep me happy, in the past few days I have come to know him better, his likes likes, the person he is, everything, and I can say from whatever I know I'll be able to spend my entire life with him. Its just that the thought of getting married next week, it's like breaking news to me, so got me baffled" she confessed. "Dad if you think , that we should be married at the earliest, by next week, i.e. 17^th, I don't have any problem with that" she smiled looking into her father's eyes who was now looking fondly at her. Mr Handa kissed Geet on her forehead, "my little angel, papa loves you and your wish is my command, 17^th it is! Panditji make all the arrangements on your part please and the rest will be handled by me" Mr Handa replied grinning ear to ear.

Maan who was perched gingerly now heaved a sigh of relief, colour returned to his face, "thank god!" He muttered.

Mr Handa now was on the phone and in a few minutes he left the hall, panditji had left long, soon after he received the go ahead signal from senior Handa. Now left in the hall were the love birds, Geet and Maan.

Turning his head towards Geet , Maan had a mysteriously naughty smile plastered on his face, "so Geet, from whatever little you know about me, you'll be able to spend your entire life with me huh? So you have come to know me better in the past few days? Hmmm, quite interesting" Maan said and in ajiffy he was at Geet's side pulling her towards him, whispering into her ear "I too have come to know you better, sweetheart, I never knew you could be such a seductress with your innocent face and cute pout, when you were gaping today, when your dad told you about the date, your perfect o shaped mouth, had me drooling, for a second I felt like taking you in my arms and kissing you senseless irrespective of the fact that both your father and panditji was seated in the hall.

Geet who was struggling hard to come out Maan's grip and constantly chiding him in her feeble voice that they were in the open, in the hall, suddenly stop struggling after what she just heard. Her eyes met Maan's and his smoldering gaze burned her insides, melting her to the core. His eyes were soft, full of love and there was desire, raw passion! "M-a-a-a-n-n" she somehow managed to stutter. And taking cue from her helplessness, Maan teased, "Yes my sweetheart, misty, what it is? Why are you hyperventilating? Are you not well?"

Geet could hear her father, his approaching footsteps, he was coming this side, and here she and Maan, were on the couch, with Maan literally lying on Geet and she squirming beyond him, rubbing against him, arousing him unknowingly "oh god, when will Maan understand? Babaji help" Geet called out to her Babaji for help. Her innocent actions, her pout, were palying havoc with Maan's senses. The constant rubbing was arousing him beyond control, "Geet keep still, orelese nobody can stop me from taking you her in the hall" he whispered dangerously against Geet's ear.

Geet kept still, she couldn't believe, what Maan just said, she looked meekly into his eyes and she saw them getting darker and Maan leaning dangerously close to her, eyeing her lips, signaling the impending invasion and before she could fathom any further, he was kissing her, pressing her dangerously close to himself, biting her li, nibbling them, as if complaining and punishing for arousing him to this extent. Geet just couldn't believe at was transpiring between the two of them, she was not in any position to think, instead she let herself drown in his passion. They both were hungrily kissing each other, when Mr Handa's voice who was on the phone cut their romance session short and they both realized where they were and what they were upto. They managed to tear themselves off each other and sat across, Geet panting and Maan sitting and smirking to him at the memory of what jus transpired between the two.

Mr Handa walked in, and announced that he has everything in place, the wedding will take place at the masion, he is calling in chefs from America, Japan, Australia, Rajasthan, Kashmir to cater to the varied taste buds of his esteemed guests, the best wedding planner in business had been hired, Geet's dresses for the various function will be designed by the best designers in tow with Maan's, Flowers fo the function will vary from tulips, to chrysanthemums to carnations and orchids. He had got them all arranged. He was speaking sans punctuations and the two people he was speaking to, were lost in each others eyes, making promises, drowning in their own world of love. They were immune to what Mr Handa was saying, so when he turned towards them for a word or two of praise he found them lost into each other. He cleared his throat to get their attention but alas! All his pleas fell on deaf ears!

The day turned out to be one of the most exciting, intriguing and adventurous one, Geet was lying on her bed and thinking about everything, she eas smiling to herself and then she picked up Maan's photo which was on her sidetable, "hmmm Mr Maan Singh Khurana, so am an innocent seductress, am your drug, you surely know how to enchant a girl and sweep her off her feet!" at the very moment her mean machine beeped '

Message from Maan

The message at once starled Geet, "is he here, where?" she typed

Message from Geet

She waited and waited for the reply but it didn't come and just when she was about to message back, a deep baritone voice interrupted, "am here my love! Talk to me,

why message? When you can have the sexy siren all in person."

He was standing at the foot of her bed, with his arms across his chest, looking dapper in white all over, the top three buttons open.

Geet jumped out of her bed seeing him,

"you! Oh my god! At this hour! Do you even know what time it is Maan, what if someone sees you in my Room? Ok, I know you are my fianc but''''"

her nonstop blabbering session was brought to a stop by Maan when he pulled her close to him

" chup, bilkul chup, Geet don't worry, no one saw me coming, I came through the window and besides evryone's sleeping, in deep slumber unlike you who's busy dreaming about me"

Geet poked him on his shoulder " why are you here? So late in the night"

"I just came here to give my Misty some company as she was missing me" replied Maan

"what do you mean?" asked a perplexed Geet

"its very simple Geet, you were, missing me, talking to my photograph, so I thought why not spend the night with you and give you some company in bed" Maan whispered near her ear.

Maan's answer left her dumbstuck! Geet's mouth was open now forming a perfect o.

She couldn't believe!

I have written this part after ages, so am not sure whether it met the expectations of my readers, please forgive for any mistakes and do let me know ehat I can improve and if any of you wish for some special part to be written, I'm open to suggestions. So please do let me know, I'll be waiting eagerly for your suggestions and feedback. Chow!