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I am extremely sorry for not updating but i do have my reasons... Firstly my pc has gone haywire😡 and i am not comfortable in typing with my cell... Secondly not in a proper financial condition this year to buy a new pc so may be updates coming next year or so i dont know😭 I am really sorry for that and my 12th and entrances went too bad so am going to focus this year as you are seeing my non-availability in IF... So here is a teaser... May be if i get time i will sneak in here posting some more teasers but no updates till i get a new pc... Enjoy it for now
TEASER
A tear drop slid from her eyes as she closed her lids feeling him close. She turned her head away giving him more access to her neck.
He dipped his face in the crook of her neck placing deep mouth kisses on her collar-bone. He threaded his fingers through her hair as he settled himself fully on her fragile structure.
"Kuch toh kaho Geet... Kya hai tumhari marzi... What do you wish for? I will fulfil each of it... I.. Love... You" He spoke in a husky tone burrying his head in her hair...
She said none... There just existed silence...
He felt something watery slid down his wrist. He rose up from her body as he discovered her tears.
Maan framed her face with his hands, " Bolo na Geet... Tum kya chahti ho... I will do anyt.." He spoke in a choked voice as she walked away unwillingly. She walked out of the room climbing up the stairs...
He sighed hopelessly seeing her retreating form.
It was raining heavily. She walked up to the terrace. She loved the musty smell of the soil after the first rain. The patter of rain drops on her head made her feel lighter... She spread her hands getting fully wet in the rain... Drenching completely...
Suddenly she felt two hands wrap around her waist... There was a certain panic rising in her but then she had finally a name for those mysterious hands... Her Mr.Rapist... Her Maan

"Maan!" She whispered breathing heavily.
"Bolo Geet..." He was ready to listen anything from her.
The rain was certainly undoing her resistance. It was baring each emotion of her... To him.
Her face contorted as she turned around briskly grabbing his collar...
"Kya bolu Mai Maan.. Kya bolu... Meri marzi? Meri chahat? Kab mayine rakta tha yeh sab aapke zindagi mai ... Jo aap meri marzi puch rahe hain??" She questioned shaking him her voice her intensity increasing with each of her word... He was dumbstruck
"Geet... I..."
"Nai Maan aaj mai bolungi aur tum sunoge... Batao mujhe kab thi meri marzi... Sagayi todna tumhari marzi I accepted... Company bechne ki dhamki... Tumhari marzi... Jabardasti mujhe ghar laana tumharaa decision... Mai isme kahan thi... Batao mujhe Maan.." She was at the peak of her emotions... He grinned... He was her undoing... Always... Ever... Forever...
"Aur wo raat.." She gasped covering her mouth at her own revealation. "I... Am .. Woh" She fumbled.
He was happy. Infact happy would be a very small word to explain what he was feeling now. He knew it. They had done it. That night... He could feel it... The lightness, jovialness... Carefree nature he felt it since then... Now hearing it from her mouth his joy knew no bounds.
He pulled her hands behind her , placing his lips on her. He kissed her, ferrociously ... Voluptuously... He was the man finally who had fallen irrevocably in love with this woman... Truly an angel... Better half of his life...
P.S: For you DQ :p A future scene from Rough Ishq
bas got an idea after my afternoon nap so wrote it...
:p tried my hands in writing after a long long time ;)

nice part waiting 4 next update

ops teser say he kaam chala rehey hai...

Fabulous.!!! Great to see a teaser arleast.!

Is this the time when Maan falls in love with Geet & Geet falls out of it...

teaser
nice...
poor Geet...
did Maan get to know the truth?
cont soon dear...

Hi guys got few free time so another teaser...here! Sorry for the trouble guys but dont worry I would be completing my stories for sure just give me some time
TEASER
He watched Vicky running away... Listening to her every wish, every cribbing, every wish... The things which he dreamt, he wanted to do for her... Tears rolled down his cheeks watching 8 month pregnant Geet strolling around in the garden. He wanted to hold her hand, lift her in his arms and carry her to wherever she wanted. He didn't know if he deserved her anymore... After her decision... He couldn't gather enough courage to express himself to Geet... He felt like a coward running away from her
Maan was so immersed in his guilt, he failed to see the longing in her face.
Geet stood watching his face... His eyes dipping and head hung low. It killed her to see him like that...Kya zarurat thi uspe itna bhadak ne ki tab se wo mere paas nai aaya... Mujhe di baaton pe nai behekna chahiye tha.. Uff... I am so dumb... He is just punishing himself for me... Travelling each day all alone... Running away from me... She blabbered as she tripped forward . A strong hand wrapped around her wobbling belly as the other held her around her neck stabilizing her as she stared lost in his care, his over protectiveness.

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"WHAT?! He is travelling to USA?"
"Yep Geet! Only you can stop that darpok now"
"So airport it is? Am coming there!" And she did a victory dance as she was thankful to the place she chose for vacation. There was only one airport in the city. She was so excited that she failed to hear Vicky's worried voice over the phone.
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"Darr gaye Mr.?" She stood there glaring at him while holding her belly. Maan stood there shocked. In this state she rushed here? What is she upto? A part of him excited seeing her there. Will she confess today her feelings? Will she accept him back.? A part of him worried for her health seeing her trying hard to balance herself along with the tiny tot inside her.
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"I love to see our love inside you" He cried falling on her feet.
"AAAH" She gasped kneeling down holding her stomach. Maan stood there dumbstruck and numb. She looked at his hands turning cold. She slapped him
"MAAN! You Idiot! What are you waiting for? Delivery at the airport? Lift me and rush for hospital ! " She screamed on top of her voice as the onlookers at the airport looked at the wierd couple. He tried focusing on her words as tears blocked his vision.
"Dont tell me you are getting cold feet Papa Khurana!" She screamed again almost bursting his ears as he lifted her and rushed. She was fuming with her hormones over reacting violently . She was becoming oversensitive . Suddenly out of nowhere she began weeping. The pain increasing ten folds within her. Maan panicked watching his little bundle of mess.