Fairytale#1-In Love with a Devil Prince/New updt pg.32/

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punam2712

@punam2712

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Posted: 10 years ago

#131

GEET FOLLOWED HER CALLERS IDEAS AND GOT A MAKEOVER DONE

AND MAAN COULDNT KEEP HIS EYES OFF HER

AND ARYAN'S ENTRY WILL RAISE THE BAR FOR HIM AS THERE WILL BE COMPETITION

WAITING FOR THE LOVELY PRECAP

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Julie

@4ever4love

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Posted: 10 years ago

#132

I love your story! I just read all three parts.

Fantastic idea. Cinderella with a twist.

I love the characters! Thank goodness Geet has such good friends as work.

Looking forward to next.

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Hemlata

@nitika20

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Posted: 10 years ago

#133

AAKMH2...
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I loved this new story ...
Ummm no new update ...
precap is so nice...
May be Maan will come to know that Geet love him only...
please update soon...
waiting for next part...

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QuintessentialI

@QuintessentialI

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Posted: 10 years ago

#134

Really😲too good to be true

An update!

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QuintessentialI

@QuintessentialI

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Posted: 10 years ago

#135

Loved the title of the chapter Cinderella having 2 princes😳 Aryan was floored seeing Geet so was Maan

actually Maan is noticing now more than before , her make-over showed how beautiful she is

Radio program meetings , ideas about Geet's program discussions everything was flowing smoothly excepting Maan's attention and gaze fixed on Geet

Precap : Looks like Maan understood she is speaking of him😕

Nice update⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️

Please continue and thanks for updating

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kabslocks

@kabslocks

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Posted: 10 years ago

#136

Awesome update, Geet trying to allur Maan. Seems Maan already likes geet.

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Mahi-Mahak

@AAKMH2

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Posted: 10 years ago

#137

Chapter#4

What if the Prince was smart enough for any magic? Lets Wonder!

Miss Geet tumhari aankh mein kuch hai? tumhari aankh mein kuch hai? tumhari aankh mein kuch hai? His voice kept echoing in her head,asking dt wretched question again & again.Locked in her recording room,she was still paralyzed wid mortification hours after the Awful Incident. Never in her entire life had she been more embarrassed,utterly embarassed. The thrill of Maan fixing his attention upon her.Than da devastating realization of why...'mere pass eye drop hai' She dropped her head on desk wid a painful sigh.Her first attempt to appear seductive ended in disaster. If she couldn't even look at da man seductively, how was she to make him love her? Now she will act on da suggestions of her caller after great observation.
Her Callers...her loyal,loving callers,who deserve complete Truth!

"Dil ki baat k sath aap ki apni cinderella,aapke apne channel par.log masum ka haal badlo se btate hein,suraj se, hwaon se..par mujhe aesa lgta hai kuch aur hai jo mausam bnata hai.jo mausam hota hai..hmara dil.
With a soft sigh she added:aur mere ley aaj ka mausam buht udas hai.itni sharmindagi life mein mujhe kbhi nhi hui.schi kbhi nhi.jitni aj hui.
She paused,she could easily imagine da sad & worried face of her callers.The line started getting busy with messages & call of condolence.
She interrupted da calls & added in strong voie:aap sb bhi udas hogaey? to kya hua? life ka dusra naam hi lesson hai. Aur aaj ka lesson, attention hold krne k ley kuch bhi krna, bs palke mat jhpkana.
Not wanted to hurt da feeling of her caller who gave dt idea- a widow old womam she added: aap k idea mein koi galti nhi thi Mrs.Shardha..bs Wo hi.
And even to her surprise she announced:Wo hi hai I.S.D.
In dis passed whole year, she had seen countless girls flirting with him & her Maan Sir flirted back with them.Than why cant he understand her simple attempt?Why cant with her?
With a frown repeated:Idiot.Stupid.Duffer.

And than she finally smiled.She is calling name to her boss,In his own program for which he payed her.Cruelty of life.
A laugh escaped her lips.Her callers join too, their mood now cheerful.All agreeing to her mesterious dream boy title.
"pkka I.S.D hi hai, tbhi to usko tere pyar ki smjh nhi aati"
"I.S.D naa hota to to ye naubat hi naa aati,par usne kaha kya?"
"ye I.S.D ne kya kya"

On the request of countless callers she revealed da scene with red cheeks:phir finally usne mujhse kaha, k kya meri aankh mein kuch hai?

He frozed hearing her words, infact repeat of his own words.And dn after a heart beat she added:usne kya..do chaar logo ne bhi yehi poucha k aankh mein kya problem hai?
In her cute haste she added:aur ab ye mt kehna k galti meri hai, mene sheeshe k samne raat bhar practice ki hai. to ab new ideas btao, Aage kya?

The noise of car horn made Maan realized, he had put his car on breack in da centre of road.

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He was not the I.S.D , ofcourse, but in honest words he was feeling like One.Hearing her disappoinment on her failed attempts to employ a sultry gaze & that numerous people inquired if she had something in her eyes. He took consolation in the fact dt he was not the only one to ask.But still, he felt like an I.S.D. "pagal ladki" She must have been idly practicing in da meeting, or the man she was after was in his staff. But who? Definitely not a married man.So he can be Jay,Sanchit,Saleel?
She was realy set up for heartache if its Jay because he had set his scene aleady with Shefali,his childhood sweetheart.Sanchit? he has his charms,Brotherly one.Than it had to be Saleel.
Entering in his grand house he tossed away his coat which instantly captured by his servant.His servants,trained like army. He headed toward his bedroom door loosing his tie.His casual wear,bathrob,bath tub everything was ready according to his taste.The muted servant was waiting for his sir dinner order.Maan removing his shirt inquired:Saleel aagya?
The well dressed servant with lowered gaze spoke:nhi wo nhi aaey,unka message aaya.
Removing his shoes Maan asked:kya
The servant repeat da words with blank face:shaam buht khubsurat hai,aur hum jawan hein.tumhari shkal dekhne k elawa bhi mere pass aur kaam hai.Good Night. P.S-you are an ass.

Maan waved a hand to dismiss to servant:Italian.
He went closing da door behind him while he remain rooted.The image of Geet,da innocent angelic beauty head over heels in love..with Saleel.
It mattered not to him.But really, Saleel?

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Geet:mujhe raat ko aane mein deyr hojaeygi.
To Amrit questioning gaze Geet softly:mene raat ka khana bna kr,fridge mein rkh dya hai.
Amrit:par kyun?
Geet:meri accedmy ki party hai...mene last week btaya tha aap ko.to mein office khtam hone k baad direct whi jaungi.janna pdega
Amrit annoyed:ye tumhara nya boss to meri smjh se bikul bahir hai.pehle usne kapro ka treqa bdal dya..fashion kr k aao. aur ab partia bhi. ye sb ho kya rha hai?
Geet just stared her with doe eyes,afraid dt her any word will reveal da secret.
On getting no reaponse she utrered loudly:btao ye sb kya ho rha hai?
Geet papa finally turned da page of newspaper & replied:usne btaya to tha,acedmy ne international institute k sath partnership krli hai.Jahan europe ka naam aajaey,wahan ye sb hota hai.
Amrit:wah,to phir aesi naukri ka fayda hi kya?
Her papa looked up from newspaper and spoke:party aur kapro ka khrcha acedmy khud utha rhi hai,salary se to kuch nhi kat rha. phir masla kya hai?
Her mom pressed her lips in distaste.She thanked God for giving her Purvi,who gave such awsm idea to convince her mom.And there was half truth in it also.She coudnt allow herself to spend a shilling from her salary.It was only for her family.She was handling all da expense of "seduce Maan sir" was her personal "jmma punji".
And if now she fail to accomplish her mission,In coming years she will be not only "single old lady" but "Very POOR single old lady".

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Natasha:so u dont belive in love?
Maan.answered in safe zone:No I dont belive it. ab tk nhi.

Natasha:kya tumhe kbhi mohabbat hui hai?
Maan:nhi,tumhe?
Natasha:ofcourse,roz.apne kaam se. apne hr photoshoot se.
Maan:oh..i m too in love with my work.
Natasha teasingly:par abhi to tumne inkar kr dya.
Maan:mujhe lga tum dusri mohabbat ki baat kr rhi ho?
Natasha:wahi..jis ki existence pr tumhe belive nhi?

Maan remain silent,his throbbing head making difficult for him to utter any word.Saleel had warned him many times.He too had idea,marrying a girl would not be dt easy.But this was beyond his expectation.Miss Natasha was pampered,bold & too smart.
Aryan joined them:tumhare kaam.ki trhan tumhari parties bhi outstanding hoti hein..what were u both talking about? Did I miss something?
Natasha: dinner ka invitation.Maan has just invited me on.dinner tomorrow.
Than she threw a challenging glance at Maan,daring him to reveal her lie.
Maan flashed her his lazy sexy smile,well no girl is smart eniugh to resist Maan charms.:you are realy lucky to have such sweet sister. tumhari permission k bger kal ka dinner kya, ye to abhi dance k ley bhi haan nhi kr rhi?
Natasha let out a laugh,while Aryan smiled:Natasha aur meri permission? wah Rashi to sun kr behosh hi ho jeygi.
They laughed, Maan exvused & lead her to dance floor.And with each swirl he waved his magic.While dancing his eyes roamed around da party hall.His success asusuall lifted his head higher,damn proud of himseld.And than he finally noticed her. Geet..

Standing alone,in a shadowy corner,arms crossed infront,holding wrist with opposite hand.Like all other females she was dressed in red. but still she looked different..so different. It was her ngelic face, innocent eyes who was scanning da surrounding with odd curisioty, a fairy trapped in hell.

And than their gaze collided. He was about to look away, but da intensity of her gaze hold him,trapped him.Her lips,plump pink lips parted in sigh.He felt a strange tension in her.Than.she looked away and walked out,Alone.

'Is she crazy?'

Natasha:kahan kho gaey?
Maan controled his surprise reaction & flashed her flirtorius smile:mein bhi whi soch rha hun.
As soon he was able to excuse himself from her he walked out in garden.The trees were decorated with dim lights.The place was deserted enough to hear da whispering breeze. And than he finally found her sitting on the bench,occupied with her own self.

He allowed his gaze to linger.Something seemed different about her.By each passing day She just seemed a bit ... more. He remain rooted as she stood up,mumbling to herself. He watched as she looked at her aching sandals feet. With a groan she walked straight in him.

She swayed on her feet, light-headed & breathless, imaging Maan Sir asking her to dance,right here under da moonlight.And then she walked straight into something hard.
This time the result was safe,she only breathlessly uttered a single, unfortunate syllable "Oof"

Then her senses started to focus & she noticed she had crashed into a very fine fanric coat,a dark silk blue shirt,all of which covered a rather firm & broad male chest. Two warm, bare hands grasped her arms to hold her steady.She looked up & forget to breath.

One of her caller had suggested"If one wishes for romantic encounter, one ought to leave crowdy places.Adventour awaits in dimly light places,But do so at your own risk!
She had came outside & waiting for half hour she had lost all her hope.
Oh No,Oh No..Had she known her luck will shine in such way,it was Maan, she might have lingered to breathe in the scent of him or savor da feel of him under her palms.And She certainly would not have said "Oof" like a barnyard animal.
She stepped back"aah..i am sorry"
Maan with a nod:My apologies, mene tumhe nhi dekha tha.
Maan Khranna an expert liar.

Of course he didn't. He never did. But that was just the way of things.
She had yet to manage a normal conversation with the man of her dreams. Geet rambled:galti meri hai,mera dhyan kahi aur tha.
He inquired politely:oh?Are you alright than?

Geet in speed of air:haan bikul,aap sakht hein..pr mujhe chot nhi lgi.

Had she really just said that?
His brow raised confirming her stupidity.Her finger raised pointing toward his chest:mera mtlab tha.
She was going to discuss his body wih him.She lowered her finger:wo matlb nhi tha.I am fine.

"I understand",he replied in serious tone but she noticed a glint in his lovely brown eyes.

And yet,through da mortification a sweet truth dawned.She was alone,completely alone with her Maan sir.

Folding his arms over his very hard chest he gazed down at her:to phir kahan tha?
Geet:kon?
Maan:tumhara dhyan?
That was all it took for da world to shift on its axis, right under her feet.Because he had asked her a question. About herself.About her mind. How to answer that?

She replied,hoping to sound as if she chatted wid dashing man all da time. Even though every nerve in her body was tingling pleasantly:party mein,party enjoy kr rhi hun.
He looked around mockingly:yahan bahir? party chod k?
And than his next words surprised him:tumhare callers ka idea hai naa ye?
She stared him dumbfolded while he continued in scolding manner:programme continue kro,par ye to zroori nhi k hr caller k idea pr blindly chl pado.tumhare callers k ideas unke character k according hein..aur tum.
With a paused he added: wesi nhi ho.

Why,Why,Why...This is not how it will work.he should not knew this all.How will her tricks work if he acted so smartly all da time.What should she do?

"wesi nhi ho",she hated dis word.She wanted to be "wesi",She wanted his heart,she wanted his attention.
She wanted him to be drawn to her,interested in her,desperately in love with her.If she had to become a better version of herself,so be it.

She spoke still breathless, but now for an altogether different reason:mujhe pta hai sir, dont worry. I ow dis to my callers, and its working.
Maan unable to belive dis Geet, shy, obedient Geet:its dangerous.
She folded her arms across her bosoms:kese?

A heart beat passed as they stared in each other eyes.Only one thought chanted in her mind"Do Something..Do Something"
And he thought too, to grab her & claimped her those delicious looking lips.

"tum yahan ho",the sudden voice of Aryan made dm jump in shock.
Oh God,what he was about to do.
It was probably because instead of meeting at da radio office in the afternoon as usual, they were at a party and midnight was drawing near.And da brandy was taking effect.He was about o kiss Geet,who.out of blue turned so bold & daring with the lowered neckines and sultry gazes who was on a quest to win the heart of some Idiot,Stupid,Duffer.

Aryan:I am.sorry yaar,I have to go.Rajveer ki call aai hai U.K se, ek important meeting hai.Rajveer, my brother-in-law.
His heart thundered.It kept Maan.all will to keep his face blank.

RaJveer,just one word was enough to open all his wound.He should hurry,da time was running short...for his success,for revenge.

Maan:ek shart par,if u promise a dinner in return.
Aryan laughd:ofcourse...pr ye dinner meri traf se.Natasja ka idea hai,inkaar mt krna.
And dn h lookd at Geet:tum bhi.aaogi naa?

Geet puzzled:mein?
Aryan softly:my sister wants to invite u. tum se mil kr use buht acha lga. tum aogi to use acha lge ga.aur mujhe acha lge ga.
Maan quickly:ofcurae,mein le aaunga.

Geet gave a slow hesitant nod,lost in her thought.

Precap- Maan:to phir drunk hone ke baad kya krte hein?
Geet arms tightened around his neck & she leaned closer:Kiss krte hein.

Here is da long & quick update. thank u so much for each of ur lovely,encouraging comment.

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Edited by AAKMH2 - 10 years ago