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He walked towards the garage showing her his bike. She stared at the bike and then at him in horror as he smirked devilishly.
In this beast?She asked, her expression guarded. She was keeping her emotions in control, a check on her behaviour around him which he found was odd and irritated him enough. YesHe snapped clearly disliking her 'controlled' behaviour. He ran inside the garage and within few minutes he came out riding the bike. He slowly came beside her moving the acceleration and the typical 'broom' sound, each with higher pitch, showing his dominance- who ruled over her.
Geet waited, tapping her feet impatiently on the ground, for his drama to end. As soon as he noticed that his antics went in vain, he turned the ignition off. Swinging his leg across the bike, he pulled the stand and strode towards her. You do realize I am wearing a skirt? How am I sitting with this over that?She spoke rather impatiently, pointing out 'that' first in awe and immediately changed it to disgust as he stared at her. You didn't have any problem earlier... Why now?He reminded her how he had made her sit in the front, in the same bike, in her school skirt. Her cheeks reddened with embarrassment, downcast eyes twinkling with the memory. It was like all the pain inflicted on her due to him, subsided in his presence. That... That was di...differentShe fumbled watching the predatory gleam in his eyes. He stepped forward and she moved back almost sat over the bike. Leaning towards her he whisperedIf it is so much of a problem... ThenHe deliberately let his hands inside her skirt, over her thigh, rolling over the sensitive skin in circular motionThen you can taking it off, I don't mind it He nipped her earlobe enjoying the smooth skin. He suddenly moved back smirking seeing her eyes closed and her breathing ragged. He surely enjoyed watching his effect on her. Geet slowly opened her eyes, breathing evened, feeling bereft and disoriented. She couldn't help the bitterness seeping into her with his withdrawal. I would have done that certainly but there would be too many people in that restaurant and I may get arrested for public indecencyShe spoke her voice clipped. That seemed to have ticked him off. With his clenched jaw and fists and blazing eyes, it was a sure fact... He didn't like the thought of her being semi-naked infront of others. He walked over starting the bike, pulling her in front as the bike roared into action as the speedometer showed a good 100km/hr speed. Truly the bike was a beast.
With the sun at its highest, she realized it was almost noon and he was still driving... His form still reeling with fury over the 'semi-naked' comment. Her posture was awkward with a back-ache starting. She was sweating as Maan trailed a sweat drop down her throat with his eyes. Hold meHe spoke his intense gaze trailing the drop falling inside her top. She jerked forward again as he applied the brakes. Irritated would be an understatement, she was furious. He was fooling her around, moving round and round over the outskirts of the town and he won't even tell her where they are going and she was being too stubborn to ask him. I won'tShe snapped. I guess we are going to take few more rounds in hereHe said coolly placing a hot open mouthed kiss on her neck. She gasped clearly aroused. Maan could care less about the roads since there was practically no civilization and the few cars that came by catched upto his ears. He was practically torturing her keeping her at edge. To prove his point he took another round infurating her. Exasperated she placed her hands around his neck, she hugged him making faces over his back. He smiled smugly inhaling her beautiful scent, his head half burried in her hair. Let's go to the restaurant,He said.
Thank GodShe mumbled. Any meeting?She asked against her wish. She was curious though, why was he roaming around if the visit was anything important. He remained silent as she huffed. She wasn't going to get any response. She might as well get a bit comfortable. She shifted as her back ached when she heard a mere whisper of 'yes' in response from him. She rolled her eyes at his husky voice and waited for the destination.
He was definitely getting under her skin. He would eventually get his way. Control or no control. Great, she thought sarcastically.
Maanu stepped back finally feeling the brunt of reality, wincing as she stepped over the glass. Rahul stepped forward as Maanu showed her hand stopping him, him revelling in her pain. He stood back restlessly as she stepped out of her flats giving him a heartbroken smile, she ran away.
Dad was right. He was always right. What a fool I am. He had his hands all over her and I expected him to remember our anniversary... She cursed herself endlessly.
Still she craved for him. She hated his guts now.
Maanu now could realize what made her father distance himself from her. He couldn't bear to see his daughter heading to destruction and him being helpless about it. It struck her heart painfully how he had pleaded her to not make him do this. She was so impulsive. Now she regretted. She wanted to go back. To her father, to the security her father provided. With lots of emotional baggage, she realized placing her hand over her tummy. Her unborn child. Locking the door she dropped on the bed of her room, sobbing hard. Why her? Soon after her marriage, she felt her father distance himself. She felt it and hence decided to move away, almost cutting off all ties. Except Geet. Maanu didn't know why but she wanted to know her well being. Whether her b****rd of a brother kept her safe or not. She still held a grudge over him that he was forgiven so easily and to top it off Such a gem of a girl, Geet by his side. Geet did call her now and then enquiring about her safety. When she wasn't available, Geet would leave a voice message. Maanu knew Sanjay kept tabs on her through Geet. Although she was still pissed off that he didn't contact her forgetting that it was her who ceased his attempts. Clearing her thoughts, whimpering she immediately scrambled to her phone to call Sanjay.
To her surprise there was just a text. From Geet. 'In a hurry Di. But I know you will be happy with this. Maan and me getting engaged. Day after tomorrow. Bye.' Her hopes crumbled. Her father didn't involve her in this moment of happiness. Her brother didn't involve her. Her husband found her undesirable. She felt unwanted. Ignoring that it was her fault, she brought this day upon her. All vestiges of emotions vanished from her being. In the back of her mind, she registered Rahul at the other side of the door, begging for her forgiveness. She was too hurt to hear him. Hopelessly she looked around. Each nook and corner of the room reminded her of their togetherness, her flat tummy... Her baby resided there. She broke down but was abruptly interrupted by a call. Unknown number. She picked it up knowing the person. Vikash Khurana.
So I see you are practically kicked outHe was good at this. Instigating people.
What do you want me to do?She was cold, emotionless,ruthless. Only three people could have recovered but all seemed busy to notice the tiny heart breaking. One inside her, her baby busy growing. Two the despicable man outside the door busy wallowing in self pity. Third, Geet who was busy in her own dreamland. Too busy to realize the extent of damage Vikash did.
Show them your worth, snatch what they have... You are a smart childVikash had his pawns set for action. Maanu now devoid of emotions had the need to snatch their happiness, their pride their property their money. In that moment of weakness, she easily forgot it was her family she was against. She swore to avenge the hurt.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Maanu opened. Her eyes red rimmed, masacra smudged tear trails adorning her beautiful face.We need to go... Geet and he... Are getting engagedShe spoke. Her voice ice cold shocking Rahul as did her eyes staring at him directly and emotionlessly. Forgive me Maanu... Baby I love you He cupped her face. She coldly removed them off her and walked away. Their separation had begun.
***
It was one week since Maan went missing and it has been chaos in both families. Sanjay cursing himself for being harsh. He realized the situation. It was nothing similar to his case with Sarla. They had been forced to physical intimacy to give birth to a heir to Khuranas. It was his father's last wish to claim over KC to avoid enemity amongst brothers although that happened eventually. However he regretted how had crushed her dreams and hopes of happy married life. First by forcing her to be pregnant and then he got busy in work. Practically the woman craved for his love and he was unavailable. Finally she gave up her struggle while giving birth to Maan, resting in peace. He could have had a softer approach towards Maan. He blamed himself.
Maanu suppressed her restlesness. She did care for her brother but didn't show it. His recklessness disgusted her. Rahul came along comforting her at times. She was grateful towards her boyfriend.
Vikash was relieved. Although he had to pretend all along. Hiring a weak lawyer, having a weak case and finally he was rid of the nuisance. Vicky's traitorous mother and her live-in boyfriend took him away to NY. However he knew his brother. Leech as he termed it. As soon as the chaos got settled he would call Vicky, his mother and probably her boyfriend back. He was relaxed for now.
Mohinder was worried too applying his own efforts. He thought Geet was oblivious of Maan missing.
Geet regularly called Maanu to get any information about Maan but in vain.
Maanu now could realize what made her father distance himself from her. He couldn't bear to see his daughter heading to destruction and him being helpless about it. It struck her heart painfully how he had pleaded her to not make him do this. She was so impulsive. Now she regretted. She wanted to go back. To her father, to the security her father provided. With lots of emotional baggage, she realized placing her hand over her tummy. Her unborn child. Locking the door she dropped on the bed of her room, sobbing hard. Why her? Soon after her marriage, she felt her father distance himself. She felt it and hence decided to move away, almost cutting off all ties. Except Geet. Maanu didn't know why but she wanted to know her well being. Whether her b****rd of a brother kept her safe or not. She still held a grudge over him that he was forgiven so easily and to top it off Such a gem of a girl, Geet by his side. Geet did call her now and then enquiring about her safety. When she wasn't available, Geet would leave a voice message. Maanu knew Sanjay kept tabs on her through Geet. Although she was still pissed off that he didn't contact her forgetting that it was her who ceased his attempts. Clearing her thoughts, whimpering she immediately scrambled to her phone to call Sanjay.
To her surprise there was just a text. From Geet. 'In a hurry Di. But I know you will be happy with this. Maan and me getting engaged. Day after tomorrow. Bye.' Her hopes crumbled. Her father didn't involve her in this moment of happiness. Her brother didn't involve her. Her husband found her undesirable. She felt unwanted. Ignoring that it was her fault, she brought this day upon her. All vestiges of emotions vanished from her being. In the back of her mind, she registered Rahul at the other side of the door, begging for her forgiveness. She was too hurt to hear him. Hopelessly she looked around. Each nook and corner of the room reminded her of their togetherness, her flat tummy... Her baby resided there. She broke down but was abruptly interrupted by a call. Unknown number. She picked it up knowing the person. Vikash Khurana.
So I see you are practically kicked outHe was good at this. Instigating people.
What do you want me to do?She was cold, emotionless,ruthless. Only three people could have recovered but all seemed busy to notice the tiny heart breaking. One inside her, her baby busy growing. Two the despicable man outside the door busy wallowing in self pity. Third, Geet who was busy in her own dreamland. Too busy to realize the extent of damage Vikash did.
Show them your worth, snatch what they have... You are a smart childVikash had his pawns set for action. Maanu now devoid of emotions had the need to snatch their happiness, their pride their property their money. In that moment of weakness, she easily forgot it was her family she was against. She swore to avenge the hurt.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Maanu opened. Her eyes red rimmed, masacra smudged tear trails adorning her beautiful face.We need to go... Geet and he... Are getting engagedShe spoke. Her voice ice cold shocking Rahul as did her eyes staring at him directly and emotionlessly. Forgive me Maanu... Baby I love you He cupped her face. She coldly removed them off her and walked away. Their separation had begun.
It was one week since Maan went missing and it has been chaos in both families. Sanjay cursing himself for being harsh. He realized the situation. It was nothing similar to his case with Sarla. They had been forced to physical intimacy to give birth to a heir to Khuranas. It was his father's last wish to claim over KC to avoid enemity amongst brothers although that happened eventually. However he regretted how had crushed her dreams and hopes of happy married life. First by forcing her to be pregnant and then he got busy in work. Practically the woman craved for his love and he was unavailable. Finally she gave up her struggle while giving birth to Maan, resting in peace. He could have had a softer approach towards Maan. He blamed himself.
Maanu suppressed her restlesness. She did care for her brother but didn't show it. His recklessness disgusted her. Rahul came along comforting her at times. She was grateful towards her boyfriend.
Vikash was relieved. Although he had to pretend all along. Hiring a weak lawyer, having a weak case and finally he was rid of the nuisance. Vicky's traitorous mother and her live-in boyfriend took him away to NY. However he knew his brother. Leech as he termed it. As soon as the chaos got settled he would call Vicky, his mother and probably her boyfriend back. He was relaxed for now.
Mohinder was worried too applying his own efforts. He thought Geet was oblivious of Maan missing.
Geet regularly called Maanu to get any information about Maan but in vain.
She kept her pain well hidden. However one day she got suspicious when Maanu informed about Nakul coming to KM. I had asked him why he came here and he said to meet Dad but when Dad asked him the same he said about taking some notebooks that Maan had of one of his friends. Dad didn't mind much, busy working on Maan's whereabouts. And then he went back with his laptop bag.She informed Geet. Geet was grateful to Maanu. She was really a great friend. Thank you DiShe thanked tearfully. Deciding that she was going to visit the farmhouse in an hour, she gave out a sigh of relief. Maybe just maybe she a got a lead on where he was. But what she witnessed there shocked her beyond limits. Her eyes filled with his pain. His whole back filled with bruises and marks facing towards her as he laid carelessly on bed completing his studies. Geet had run inside without caring the guards. The guard finally came but watching Geet so sad he returned back. He didn't want to face Maan's wrath when Nakul wasn't here. Geet slowly walked towards him as if her presence would hurt him. She touched his bare back tenderly. He flinched.
MaanShe whimpered.
***
He had set his pawns again. Slowly proceeding towards the new king in the game. Maan Singh Khurana. You are going to meet your father soon. Very soon. Dear nephew.He spoke with malice and evilness contorting his face. He rubbed the scar on his forehead. It was a burn mark- a reminder of 'that' night.
A reminder of his evilness and crookedness
A reminder of how he ruthlessly killed his own blood- his brother and his best friend. How casually he destroyed the beautiful relation of four young souls.
The echo of the shower of bullets rang in his ear. He laughed. It was music to him... His cold dead soul.Big brother you denied me the property. Big deal for me. Check and Mate. There you go poof.He remembered the fire, Sanjay, Mohinder's penetrating screams as their bullet ridden bodies burned and perhaps Nakul... He frowned. Police didn't find his body. He must search for him. He is a weak link for the plan. Vikash Khurana is dead for the world except two people... Oops now five people if he now counts his ex-wife's family along with Maanu and Rahul. He loved twisting emotions. First Maanu and now Geet. Now he just needed Geet to takeover KC. Signature of Maan Singh Khurana on those papers would seal his fate forever. He was getting frustrated being cooped up due to Maan's extra vigilant detectives and guards. He wanted to resume his game. So he let his ex-wife and family know about his existence. Oh how he loved the screams of fear. His dead soul fending on the weak emotions. Just wait nephew dearest you won't even know what hit you. He remembered his mother being oh-so-not-supportive when it came to business.Ah Old lady I will meet you soon. Its been like ages. I would surely return your un-supportiveness with interestHis eyes gleamed.
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MaanShe whimpered.
He had set his pawns again. Slowly proceeding towards the new king in the game. Maan Singh Khurana. You are going to meet your father soon. Very soon. Dear nephew.He spoke with malice and evilness contorting his face. He rubbed the scar on his forehead. It was a burn mark- a reminder of 'that' night.
A reminder of his evilness and crookedness
A reminder of how he ruthlessly killed his own blood- his brother and his best friend. How casually he destroyed the beautiful relation of four young souls.
The echo of the shower of bullets rang in his ear. He laughed. It was music to him... His cold dead soul.Big brother you denied me the property. Big deal for me. Check and Mate. There you go poof.He remembered the fire, Sanjay, Mohinder's penetrating screams as their bullet ridden bodies burned and perhaps Nakul... He frowned. Police didn't find his body. He must search for him. He is a weak link for the plan. Vikash Khurana is dead for the world except two people... Oops now five people if he now counts his ex-wife's family along with Maanu and Rahul. He loved twisting emotions. First Maanu and now Geet. Now he just needed Geet to takeover KC. Signature of Maan Singh Khurana on those papers would seal his fate forever. He was getting frustrated being cooped up due to Maan's extra vigilant detectives and guards. He wanted to resume his game. So he let his ex-wife and family know about his existence. Oh how he loved the screams of fear. His dead soul fending on the weak emotions. Just wait nephew dearest you won't even know what hit you. He remembered his mother being oh-so-not-supportive when it came to business.Ah Old lady I will meet you soon. Its been like ages. I would surely return your un-supportiveness with interestHis eyes gleamed.
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