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Days went by as Mohinder saw his daughter going paler and weaker. She had lost the liveliness. It seemed with Maan she was gone. It has been two weeks since the incident. Mohinder didn't talk with Sanjay since then nor with Shekhar. He was just too worried and tensed about Geet's health. Even once or twice Maan came to meet Geet but he outrightly denied him. He had silently observed how Maan was in the same dress that he had that day, bruises on his hands still intact. However he could care less, Maan had hurt his daughter... He would never forgive him nor he would ever allow him to meet her... Mohinder fumed. Often at nights Geet would suddenly scream Maan's name and keep on mumbling his name the whole night. Almost like a panic attack. Mohinder was restless. He decided to visit Shekhar tomorrow. She was looking distant. He distracted her by involving her in studies. He decided to homeschool her. As night fell by, he made Geet sleep off. He searched through her cupboard arranging her books and clothes. Thats when his eyes fell on a shirt, probably a guy's shirt. That's when Geet started getting panic attacks again. He ran still holding the shirt. As he sat beside her trying to calm her down, as the shirt near her she seeked its warmth. Cuddling into the shirt she slowly calmed down, snoring peacefully. Mohinder relaxed, realizing its Maan's. He slowly slipped out. He didn't want her to meet him this soon. However if she was this excited with just his shirt then maybe people related to him could cheer her up. He called up Sanjay finally without caring that its midnight. Sanjay sounded as sleepless as him. He wondered why. Without hearing anything from Sanjay he simply requested him to send Maanu or Vicky to cheer up Geet. Sanjay agreed. Mohinder felt very bad to be so rude to Sanjay but he couldnt bring himself to be normal with them.
Daadi smirkedYou are on the losing side, Maan Bete
That's true I am... I would just ask Geet to come here... Staying or not choice is hers!Daadi was shockedBut... If you accept my condition... I will make sure that she comes and stays here onlyHe wanted to protect his family now with the harm lurking near by. Reluctantly Daadi agreed.
So my condition is...He smirked continuingYou have to go away from here... To Dubai... No contact to either me or Vicky or..He stiffened a littleMaanu di
Daadi was still reluctantBut why...Maan was getting impatient now. He wanted to go back to Geet as soon as possible. That's the condition... Rest choice is yours. Daadi tried to find some excuse.But Maan bete how will I go all alone? I am an old woman... With my knee problem and all?
Maan smiledDon't worry ... Vicky will drop you there, Right Vicky?He looked at Vicky. Vicky was shocked but just one glance on Maan's face and he knew the same madness building up, as it was seven years back. Vicky had matured up much before than anyone else of his age. Guess circumstances changes people. He understood people and their feelings much better than even Daadi. He nodded for a yes holding her hand. He assured her taking her hand and walking her inside. Maan almost jumped in joy then wondered why was he so excited. Probably at first she won't even agree, he thought. Although in attitude he spoke to Daadi that he will bring her here at any cost, he pondered how to do that. Moreover why was he so happy and eager to do that... He couldn't accept yet that he has begun caring for her. All the conjured thoughts were confusing him. He realized he has been here since a long time. He rushed up gathering few of his shirts and the only salwar of her he had kept in his cupboard. He collected his laptop, warned Daadi again to pack her bags and left.
As he entered his room there was an eerie silence except for the running of the shower in the bathroom. He immediately kept the laptop and other things he brought, on the bed and rushed only to discover the bathroom door locked from inside. He banged the door again and again calling herGeet... GEET OPEN THE DOORHe was almost screaming for her to open it. Finally he broke the door. He almost lost his heart beat when he saw unconscious Geet on the floor with the shower still on, water falling on her form. He immediately switched the shower off and carried her out. She was mumbling something slowly, almost inaudible. Her father. He was so enraged that he almost left her. She fell off his arms and soon he caught her before she touched the ground. He laid her on the bed slowly unwrapping her wet saree. His hands were so much itching to touch her wet body, kiss her chaste heart and discover her hidden secrets. His manhood erected higher each second with his growing need. He almost bit his fist to stop this uncontrolled need or lust. Finally after few seconds, which seemed like millions of years,He finally calmed down as he almost reached his peak with the slightest of touch along her wet body. He covered her with a blanket. Wrapping her head with a towel, he thoroughly dried her hair. Next he slowly pushed his hands inside the blanket towards the hook of her blouse. He hesitated. He knew she is going to react violently when she finds he touched her. He gulped and got back to his work. He slowly unbuttoned the blouse avoiding as much contact as possible. She shivered under his finger due to the chillness of her body, more due to the pleasure she was getting with his mere touch. He hissed out in pleasure as his hands grabbed her bra-covered breasts, although unknowingly. He cried out in pleasure as he forced his hands to unhook the bra instead of drawing out more pleasure, taking advantage of her unconsciousness. He pulled out his hands along with her blouse and bra. He threw them on the other side of bed without looking at them or imagining her chest... He went on taking in deep breaths to stop himself. Something in him held him back to get close to her. He panted heavily as he sweated even in the cold winter. He slowly slipped his shirt around her and pulled the blanket lower, with his eyes closed. It was straining him so much to be so close to her yet holding back. He lifted her one hand into the sleeve of his shirt and then the other, without brushing against her bare body. Thankfully, he finally finished the strenuous task of putting the shirt on her. She was going to catch fever, he thought. He had to take out every wet cloth off her body. He pulled the dori of her underskirt and holding the elastic of her panties. He pulled them out as fast as possible without waking her up. Covering her with the blanket again he went inside the bathroom taking a cold shower. He needed to calm his lusty self before going again near her. He came out changing to change another pair of boxers and trousers.
He came out only to find her shivering. He immediately took her into his lap over his outstretched legs. Her bare butt over his private part almost shivering. He groaned as her shivering caused her to almost grind against him. He bit back his moan as he lifted her below her butt and placed another folded bedsheet to prevent her from getting aroused and doing the same to him. He rested her down tightening his grip around her waist. She slowly stopped shivering and slept off. His eyes wide awake counting over his actions. It was just 8pm at night.
After one hourHis grip loosened a little as she was squirmed. She woke up and he nuzzled her neck with his nose. She turned her head away giving a Don't-touch-me look. He backed away feeling guilty. She felt something wet trickling down her inner thigh. Her eyes flew open wide awake realizing what it meant. She started struggling vigorously to release herself from his grip. Calmlywhat's wrong Geet?He was amused. I need to go...she went from yellow to red, all embarrassed. He chuckled and let her go. As she rushed in, he held her handWhere?He asked.
Bathroom... EmergencyShe squirmed in discomfort. Dont get wet, you will fall ill otherwiseHe warned and let her go. She went in and screamedaaa...He almost peaked in. close your eyes dont peak inShe shouted feeling her stomach twist in pain. I am closing my eyes... Tell me what happenedHe was restless. you broke the door... You touched my inners... You changed my dress and you had bloody sex with my unconscious body and i am bleedingShe screamed her heads off. He blushed at the mere thought. What if the guards had heard it. He heard her loud cries and immediately clarified Yes for the door and changing your dress and no for the sex part He whispered that was only audible to her. She stopped with slow and silent sobs. He again beganI guess you are having...He went red as she screamedSTOPshe paused a little I understood... Do you have any other spare shirt? I need to check with dr.rehan... I have to go out He immediately lashed out,No way are you going out in that case and too a male doctor He was so jealous right now. Nevertheless he heard her whimpering in pain.He scrambled out grumbling and passed her the salwar he brought. She washed herself and changed into the salwar. She rushed out but the guards held her back. She screamed but the guards refused to let her go. Let her goHe ordered as he walked up to her wearing his white T-shirt, which was by the way her favourite one, and black jeans. Wrapping his hand around her waist, he pulled her closerI am coming with you He pushed her inside the car forcefully and drove towards Mrs.Shekhar's clinic.
He forcefully held her arm dragging her inside the mansion. She criedMujhe andar nai jaana... Let me goShe struggled with all her might. He pulled her closerGet it straight Geet... You are ill... You need someone to take care of you... For now just let me do it...He paused looking at her crying faceWhy? I dont want to stay with you... Leave me on my own... She screamed. Daadi and Vicky came out hearing her scream. Vicky smirked at his stubborn brother and equally stubborn Bhabhi. Wonderful pair made in heavenHe laughed at them silently. Worried, daadi ran to them.Stay out of it Daadi... It was your wish after all... Pack your bags soon Her back hit the wall and she flinched in pain. He saw her doing that and immediately picked her up as she thrashed, squirmed and scratched him. He walked upon the stairs to his room. He let her down after locking the door. She immediately made a run to the door but he held her back by her waist. You are my partner... It is against our reputation to leave you to stay in such a shabby flat. That's why you are going to stay here... NowHe turned her around roughly. Take off your topHe ordered gritting his teeth. She scrunched her nose and screamed NO. He kept on approaching her closer as she backed away. He held her arm and ripped her top. He walked away and she heaved a sigh of relief. But her relief was for a short period of time. He turned her around and she felt her back burning. Your tattoo is bleedingHe whispered near her ear huskily blowing air over her back as he applied dettol over the wound. She realized he meant his name that she had carved over her back just below her clavicle.
Doctor and Geet talk...
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