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Kuch Hum bhi itifaq se zid k mareez hein...
Intro---
He was no in sight,but she was sure of his precense. She could feel his predetory eyes on her,following her each step. Even in the security of party crowd the feeling made her breathless. Pasting smile on her lovely lips she passed out from one circle to other.Panic started to appear on her lovely face as her eyes failed to find her husband.She dailed her husband no:hello..kahan ho?
The noisy music made her walk out of the party hall.But to her horror the call had disconnected.She dailed da no. again & again but got no answer.As she finally stopped to take breath her heart skip the beat.The peace of da grand garden sent a chill to her spine.Feeling silly on coming out alone she hurried to go back inside.It took all her will to stop her shriek noticing a waitress standing there.
Her throat was too dry to speak,she just waved her hand in No to da waitress drink tray.But the waitress insist her to look on tray:aap k ley message hai.
Geet stared at da red folded paper.Her nerves shouting her to just turn her back. But gathering her courage she picked it up.The waitress left instantly ,leaving her alone in his dangerous game.
"tumhara Kuch rehgya hai...mere pass"
There was no sign,but she knew da sender.She crumpled da paper in her delicate fist.Her rage increased so the panic.She will end it,right now. With determination she walked back inside.Her skin had turned red just like da shade of her shiffon sari,sparkling her beauty.
Her eyea searched him in anger,a waiter again approached her with another note for her which contained an arrow.
She came out of the elevator and finally found him. His back was toward her while he was watching da party hall from the grand glass wall of the upper floor.
She threw da crumpled ball of notes at his back.Her furious action was even a surprise to her.But he always succeeded in bringing worst it her.When the balls of papers hit his back,he finally turned.
If a devil possesed a look,it must be like Maan Singh Khuranna...A sight so Sinfully handsome.
Her bosoms rise and fall in anger and with a thread of fear.She waited for his reaction.He bent down to pick the papers and kept them on da table.Than he finally looked at her.His golden brown eyes were so tempting like always:pass se aur bhi zyada khubsurat lg rhi ho.
His voice was like a whispering creasse.
Geet snapped:mein yahan aap ki bakwaas sunne nhi aai hun.
He looked her in amusement,taking da glass of his wine he sat on da luxurious couch:aese hi cheez lota di,to kheyl mein mza nhi rhega.
Geet:mujhe cheez nhi..jawab chahey.
As he watched her with his smoking gaze.She ended da chase game of days in her sharp tone:The rich,millionare Maan Singh Khuranna ko dunya k sare kaam chod k apne 'Best friend' ki biwi k sath kheyl khelna ka shauq kyun hogya hai?
He sipped his drink patiently,and than finally answered:Jawab 'tum' ho Geet...tum.
Note---
because of time I have losted da connection with da pending stories.Trust me..realy trust me...i tried alot.But not able to pen down. The time has faded da edges of concepet. My job will started again from August..I dont want to waste my vacation any more.instead of Banging my head with da impossible..i tried to write a fresh SS.
With ur support and interest...Hopefully it will be an andventourous and complete jorney.
Hit Like and Do comment..if u want me to continue.
Love
Mahi
Kuch Hum bhi itifaq se zid k mareez hein...
Intro---
He was no in sight,but she was sure of his precense. She could feel his predetory eyes on her,following her each step. Even in the security of party crowd the feeling made her breathless. Pasting smile on her lovely lips she passed out from one circle to other.Panic started to appear on her lovely face as her eyes failed to find her husband.She dailed her husband no:hello..kahan ho?
The noisy music made her walk out of the party hall.But to her horror the call had disconnected.She dailed da no. again & again but got no answer.As she finally stopped to take breath her heart skip the beat.The peace of da grand garden sent a chill to her spine.Feeling silly on coming out alone she hurried to go back inside.It took all her will to stop her shriek noticing a waitress standing there.
Her throat was too dry to speak,she just waved her hand in No to da waitress drink tray.But the waitress insist her to look on tray:aap k ley message hai.
Geet stared at da red folded paper.Her nerves shouting her to just turn her back. But gathering her courage she picked it up.The waitress left instantly ,leaving her alone in his dangerous game.
"tumhara Kuch rehgya hai...mere pass"
There was no sign,but she knew da sender.She crumpled da paper in her delicate fist.Her rage increased so the panic.She will end it,right now. With determination she walked back inside.Her skin had turned red just like da shade of her shiffon sari,sparkling her beauty.
Her eyea searched him in anger,a waiter again approached her with another note for her which contained an arrow.
She came out of the elevator and finally found him. His back was toward her while he was watching da party hall from the grand glass wall of the upper floor.
She threw da crumpled ball of notes at his back.Her furious action was even a surprise to her.But he always succeeded in bringing worst it her.When the balls of papers hit his back,he finally turned.
If a devil possesed a look,it must be like Maan Singh Khuranna...A sight so Sinfully handsome.
Her bosoms rise and fall in anger and with a thread of fear.She waited for his reaction.He bent down to pick the papers and kept them on da table.Than he finally looked at her.His golden brown eyes were so tempting like always:pass se aur bhi zyada khubsurat lg rhi ho.
His voice was like a whispering creasse.
Geet snapped:mein yahan aap ki bakwaas sunne nhi aai hun.
He looked her in amusement,taking da glass of his wine he sat on da luxurious couch:aese hi cheez lota di,to kheyl mein mza nhi rhega.
Geet:mujhe cheez nhi..jawab chahey.
As he watched her with his smoking gaze.She ended da chase game of days in her sharp tone:The rich,millionare Maan Singh Khuranna ko dunya k sare kaam chod k apne 'Best friend' ki biwi k sath kheyl khelna ka shauq kyun hogya hai?
He sipped his drink patiently,and than finally answered:Jawab 'tum' ho Geet...tum.
Note---
because of time I have losted da connection with da pending stories.Trust me..realy trust me...i tried alot.But not able to pen down. The time has faded da edges of concepet. My job will started again from August..I dont want to waste my vacation any more.instead of Banging my head with da impossible..i tried to write a fresh SS.
With ur support and interest...Hopefully it will be an andventourous and complete jorney.
Hit Like and Do comment..if u want me to continue.
Love
Mahi
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