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Chap-10
Maan took his mishty in his arms & went inside KM, his eyes were only fixed at her pale face.
There was no sign of recovery from her faintness.
The feeling was really dreadful as if carrying a lifeless body.
The weight was unbearable.
No , his mishty was as light as a feather.
But the weight of his guilt or her pain he couldn't understand , what was it , exactly what was hurting him in his heart.
His heavy steps gradually made way to their room.
He slowly kept his life, his jaan on d bed, tucking her with a blanket safely.
Giving a soft peck on her forehead, he left for his rigorous tai-chai session.
Insane yes he believed he was insane completely, when it comes to his mishty, his senses, his desires are not in his control anymore.
He thought while throwing punches in the air.
But what can he do?
This is HIM, its reality.
He likes it, he loves it.
And no matter what he will never change it the way he behaves.
The thoughts, views & opinions of others were never his concern & will never be in future too.
But the one person who matters to him is his Mishty- his sweet heart.
Her thoughts, her views, her everything about himself matters to him.
Practicing hard really hard with his Nan-chaku, these thoughts were continously hovering in his mind.
After an hour and two, sweating profusely he left the Gym to check out his mishty.
Wiping his body he slowly entered his room, careful enough not to make any noise.
But the sight infront just made him rooted in his place.
His mishty was standing infront of him all wet.
Her saree was hugging her body like a second skin.
Making her each & every curve quite visible.
His eyes immediatly but gradually captured her sensous wet beauty in them.
And his legs automatically made his way towards her without any prior warning.
Geet who got up after half an hour, when maan had left was feeling a bit dizzy, so she thought of refreshing herself, gradually she tip-toed inside the washroom.
The thoughts of the past incidents covered her mind while washing her face.
Making her more & more restless.
This was not making her cool down, her nerves were on high.
To calm herself she stood under the shower in her saree only.
Forgetting about all her fears and tensions she was trying to wash away her worries.
After a while she turned off the shower and looked around for a towel but found none as in her trance she had forgotten to take her clothes as well as the towel.
Finding no solution,She decided to come out of the washroom in the same manner.
Unaware of confronting her biggest FEAR.
She stood rooted in her place seeing Maan approaching her with a devilish, dark desire filled eyes.
She didn't knew what to do?
The moment just stopped there at that instance.
Her breath got caught in her throat.
Seeing his awww so handsome man approaching her like a predator silently approaches his prey.
She wanted to scream, wanted to run but she couldn't , Her eyes captured his & then trailed down his chiselled body.
Few drops of sweat caught her attention, lingering on his body making her gulp her saliva with a feeling of thirst.
Licking them with her tongue, how would it feel, how would it taste?
A sudden thoughtful desire crossed her mind.
snapping herself about this sinful thought she chided herself mentally.
And closed her eyes immediately turning around.
The front view was not enough, now his mishty's wet bare back was teasing his senses hard really hard.
Making him hard.
And how dare she turn around, she knows that her eyes are the mirror of his soul.
And she dared to close them.
Lesson should be taught, indeed a very hard lesson.
Grining to himself he closed the gap between her mishty's back & his chest.
Which made geet gasped out loud making her eyes open with a sudden shock.
Her wet back, his hawttt chest .
Glued with each other.
Sending shivers down her spine.
Maan gradually snaked his arms around her waist inside from her saree.
'jaan get ready for your punishment'
His husky voice , yet in a dangerous tone.
Made her whole body shiver with fear.
'Hey babaji what will he do? How will he punish me?'
These thoughts covered her mind.
Only for a few seconds she once again shivered with his touch as he removed her wet locks of her from her back to her side.
His fingers grazed the back of her skin ever so sensually.
She closed her eyes in anticipation.
'what next?'
Feeling his breath near her back really close her hands clutched her saree's pallu tightly.
'Begging in her heart & mind hard to end this torture'
'Its killing her like a slow poison'
Suddenly the dori of her blouse was opened with his teeth making her voice struck in her throat.
'MAAN'
His name ahhh he wanted to hear it so badly.
'I love it mishty u always make me happy, so happy and u know when & how?'
'Tears clouded her eyes'
Thinking about the extent of the punishment he is going to inflict on her.
'Now time for ur punishment mishty, turn around'
Holding from her shoulder he made her face him.
Lifting her chin up he wiped her tears.
'Darr lag rha hai'
She didn't knew how & from where she got the guts to open her mouth infront of him.
But she did & spoke.
'Nhin mujhe aapse Darr nhi lagta Maan'
Looking directly in his eyes.
'Dekhte hain' he slightly smirked.
'Tonight i will take Ur test mishty & if u will paas then i will do whatever u want'
'But'
He kept his fingers on her lips.
'chup bilkul chup'
'And if u fail then u know'
He sexily winked at her.
She knew she had no choice but to agree to his terms.
'what's the test?'
He brought her more closer to himself & spoke in his husky voice.
'Resist me'
Precap- Test begins & the result.
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