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Chapter 9
Maan watched as Chiara beamed at something Geet said. They were eating and chatting like they have been long lost friends. He felt glad that she came. Still he didn't understand why he brought her here, his private sanctuary. But she surprised him with her enthusiasm. Till now Geet hasn't complained. The woman whom he usually accompanied always complained about heat, makeup and God knows what all things. Already she had helped people to pluck grapes and carry the baskets. Her face is smudged with dirt, but without caring about it, she chatted and helped them happily. Even with dirt, her face showed so much happiness.
But he is not going to fall in her spell. Women think that they are the one who can tame MSK. He has seen many of his friends fooled by their charm and ended penniless. May be Geet doesn't need his money, but he is not going to be fooled. Women are good when kept at a distance.
But he is going to enjoy taming Geet. After all she is the only woman who challenged him.
Geet watched Maan from the corner of eyes. Tossing his shirt, he stood half naked only wearing shorts. There he go again!
More spaghetti?
Nope chiara. Thank you. I m full. Its so yummy
Grazie. You eat good. Woman should eat lot.
Thanku. Ermm Chiara... I wonder how you will make a man wear clothes.
Chiara blinked for a moment then chuckled making Geet embarrassed.
You funny
No chiara. I really want to know. You see Maan. He always roams around wearing nothing but boxers. Its like an older woman wearing mini skirt.
Chiara stopped smiling and mouthed a small O'. She looked thoughtful for a moment.
But woman love him in boxers.
Not this woman. Pls chiara. Help me.
One idea. U cut all his boxers with scissors.
Idea is good. But then will he roam around naked! Its MSK we are talking about. Even though she loves to see his whole package, she did not want to lose her sanity. May be he won't. He is not that indecent. Mentally promising herself to try this idea, she hugged chiara.
What's cooking between you two?
Nothing Signor. We chatting woman matters.
Maan glanced at them suspiciously when Geet ignored his eyes. Something wrong.
Anyways.. So Geet are you ready for the next task?
Task?
Yes. Chiara, everything ready?
Si.
Geet even forgot about naked chest Maan after witnessing the scene in front of her. Several oak barrels were kept in the large shady ground filled with plucked grapes. Each barrel contains different varieties of grapes. Many woman, men and kids were crushing the grapes with their feet inside each barrel. They were singing some Italian songs and enjoying the moment.
Here we won't use any machine for fragmenting the grapes.
Why? Even though its fun, they will get tired after some time, right?
Nope. Here this is considered as a festival. Even many tourist visits at this point of time to enjoy the moment. Even the children are involved in this process. An other point is sometimes while using the machine, the seeds in the grapes gets crushed making it lose its taste. They don't want to lose the natural taste, so they do it whole heartedly.
Geet watched as they involved in their crushing game. He is right. They are enjoying it.
Don't you want to do that?
How? My legs are dirty.
Maan motioned someone and some girls came with water and a solution in bottle. The girls thoroughly washed her legs after mixing the solution with water. Even after her protest they dried her legs with towel. The same procedure was followed for Maan too.
Now shall we start Signorina Geet Handa
Maan helped her to get into the oak barrel. It felt so chilly and awkward. Others started cheering for us and Maan started crushing it slowly with his feet. Geet too joined them and they stomped together for the Italian song they sung. It felt years away she enjoyed something like this. Suddenly she tripped and Maan held her by her waist.
Small tendrils kept teasing her face and lips making him jealous. She was a goddess. He held her in check with one hand on her arm. Geet looked at the grip but she dint move away. He sensed the spark that ignited when they were close. From this distance he could see the almond color of her eyes darkening with something. When her palm met his chest he let out a silent groan. The innocent touch made him tighten his hold, stomping long forgotten. Her lips parted like she is demanding a kiss. Suddenly she was backing away from him and frowning. He watched as her focused on something behind him and narrowing.
Next second she was dashing out mumbling something. What's wrong with her? Others failed to notice the act as they were too involved in their enjoyment. Good. He dint want his peole to think that his guest insulted them. He watched the direction Geet stared and saw some girls chatting. Before he could follow her, she was back carrying a big fluffy blanket.
What the hell is happening Geet?
You just shut up. First wrap this around your body.
He stepped outside the barrel and looked at her weirdly.
Why?
You just follow what I am saying.
Are you mad? Who in the right mind will wrap blanket at this warm season. No. Just keep it with yourself.
You are mad. Just wrap it around.
Give me a good reason as to why I should do this?
Because.. because.. oh yea.. Otherwise the bees in the garden will bite you in god knows whatever places. And if something happens to your precious jewel, what will happen to uncle's dreams of Khurrana heir. As a well wisher its my duty to protect you.
Its official. Geet Handa is mad. Geet thought to herself and from Maan's face she could feel that he is thinking the same.
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