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mona,lakshu,priya,

Part 94

Maan stopped the car at the entrance of party venue. He got down. Clad in black formal Armani suit he was looking dashing that everyone's eyes automatically turned toward him. But Maan's eyes were waiting for only one glimpse which should be of his better half. Geet was hesitating to come out when she looked a modernistic venue before. She was sitting inside, still gathering her effort to come out when saw Maan walking toward her side. He opened door for her and advanced his hand with a gesture of "I'm with you Geet, you don't need to be scare". As if she understood the language of his silence, she came out slowly holding his hand and appeared to his alongside. The mass presented there just could left a slight gush of breathe to see a wonderful pair in front of their eyes that no one could refrain themselves to praise there magnetism. But few were jealous indeed. Dismissing every one's volumed eyes Maan led Geet inside with him, keeping her closer. As if she was his strength of walk. Without her he couldn't take a step ahead in this multitude.

"Where is RS Maan?" Geet asked, wrapping hand around his arm more securely. She wanted to get back from there as soon as. Due to some uncertain reason she did not like to be here. Her heart was beating faster and she was feeling uneasy. Maan himself wanted to have a talk with RS but he liked this atmosphere because it was the first time he had appeared in public with Geet and she was his beside, holding his hand and she was nervous, she was cuddling on to him and was depended on him and she, was looking beautiful.

Maan had all attention on Geet only and he enjoyed her company even more when found her acting bold in front of everyone but he could see she was very nervous. He smiled, finding this amazing partner in his life who was his only without any doubt. She was just perfect. Maan was lost in her. He touched her face when suddenly a mass of reporters surrounded them with their abrupt questionnaire.

"Mr. Maan what's your reason for coming India.." One reporter asked. Then another shouted from back, "Is it true you've come to extend your business here as your father or you have plans to marry an Indian girl like him? "

Before Maan could understand the thing Geet been thrust aside due to massive force. Maan was completely shocked, he had commanded RS for not to allow media in this party and it was entirely unexpected. One reporter proclaimed. "Mr. Maan is it true you've come to find a bride for you against your family wish? "

Maan blood started boiling due to all this needless questions but more of all he was worried for Geet. She was alone struggling with those reporters who were encircling her and showering their fatuous questions. "Leave!!" He shouted out. He tried to make way among the crowd but they girded him casting enormous questions.

"Is it true you had bought a company but now donated to a poor girl ..?"

"What!" Maan yelled in surprise. Before he could reply another reporter dropped his query over his impatience form who was getting extremely annoyed, "So is it true Mr. Maan that you donated your company to a girl because her family was in crisis and her father had lost his job due to your decision or she has any relation with you"

Maan eyes started showing blood. He wanted to go to Geet anyhow who had been entrapped by huge multitude. She was shocked and shaking. She was entirely frightened with their inquiries. "Miss Geet can you tell us what relation you share with Mr. Khurana that he gave away his company to your name?"

"Just leave her alone!!"

Maan roared. He was going mad, would have killed all those who were bothering Geet. But his voice got suppressed in dissonance. Geet was highly freighted to speak a word. She wanted to run to Maan but crowd was blocking her way. They were pushing unwanted questions in her mind that she was unable to think about any escape.

"Does your family know about your relation with Mr. Khurana"... "Can we consider it that past is going to return back again as his father had married with an Indian girl"... "Miss. Handa, do you know that Mr. Yash was against their marriage. Can you tell me what plan you have made to make him agree for your marriage with Mr. Maan?"

"Just let her go goddamn!!" Maan pushed random people in term of making way out. He just wanted to reach Geet. Her condition was dropping.

"Miss Handa can you tell us.. " Suddenly a reporter tried to reach her. He held her arm when Maan came in between. He clutched his hand and punched on his face so hard that the man threw away far on floor before he could harm her.

"Don't dare to touch her!!"

Maan blasted in wrath. He clutched his collar and grabbed up. He slapped on his face again and again and hit knee into his stomach that reporter cried out in pain. Maan was yet not ready to leave him. Few people tried to get Maan off from him but Maan had gone mad completely. He hit the man over again and his roar was left as the highest listened sound in place. His face had color of deadly red and his nose was fluttering in rage but he was not stopping anymore. There was created such a scene where all were shocked and surprised and haven't seen any man in this much anger what they were looking in him.

Geet was in terrible shock. She was holding Maan hand and moving behind him with no sense what was happening. After sometime RS came running from somewhere and his guards took control in hand. RS tried to pull Maan away from the reporter but Maan was yet not ready to leave him. "How dare he to touch my Geet.. How dare he touched her.. You bas***d! I'll kill you.. I'll kill him just leave me once!!" Maan was thundering.

Somehow guards pulled him away and RS took Maan inside. "Maan control yourself.. " he tried to pacify him but Maan was still mad. He gave Ravi a deadly glare. He grabbed Geet hand and dragged her out. He threw her in car and drove off.

Precap : Maan smells something is fishy in this media fiasco 😉

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