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lovely update geet was thinking abt maan though she tried not to but she couldnt stop herself she went to store room where she found a diff maan who was becoming very big mystery for her he was maan that smiled lived a life to the fullest gave happiness to others she stole his pic which so diff and refreshing though she was reminding herself it was just coz it was nice pic maan came back from hp and he knows geets truth so angry as how can anyone hurt her like that ruin her life he was developing feelings for her which was coming out they both met it was raining again geet touched him to see whether she was dreamoing he was actually there he kissed her hand and left

7.

Beard did suit him, she had thought and felt like either jumping off the top floor, or die laughing for the atrocity of her thoughts.

Sitting amidst the brief of one of the most important projects to the company, and sharing the same room with big wigs and decision makers, this was the last thing that has to be on her mind. But then if she had to quote Maan Sir, she did have some nerve. That nerve got her till here.

She zoned in again and started quietly observing a discussion Rishi's team was having with Maan Sir, briefing about the status of the project, along with Mr. Chopra who seemed to have got doubly happy and more content now that the boss is here.

With due respect she loved her project and felt she learnt a lot in the past month than she had ever, after coming to Delhi. And she knew she did nothing to get an opportunity beyond her qualification. The only thing left for her to claim in her defence was that she was passionate about work, and she had this weird sense of going off tangent with ideas that had either amused or impressed or had both the effects on onlookers.

Except of course her boss. Speaking of whom, her eyes drifted back to his profile that was slightly aglow thanks to the setting sun rays that fell over him from the glass of the window.

He was right now listening intently with his hands locked and perched on top of his knees, his posture bent forward in his seat, a small frown creasing his forehead that came up which told that the other person has his entire attention.

Despite Rishi being as forever perfect and fully devoted to his job, she knew that his boss intimidated him. She felt a smile at the edge of her lips. His boss did live up to his reputation. They say, you will skip a heartbeat either out of fear or lust...

Something in her smile faded as she lowered her eyes and faked taking notes out of the meeting while in reality she was doodling Chopra's less hairy head.

Two days ago the same statement made her laugh till her stomach hurt. She still remembered once when Pinky went all dreamy sighs on her boss, which had made laugh till her eyes were wet with tears of pure laughter. It felt very strange to her, how somebody could look at her boss and feel that way...

True, she had never behaved as a secretary to her boss and had crossed all professional boundaries and treated him casually, but she had never seen him in any angle other than the twisted relationship they shared.

She wasn't sure what they were. Too far from being friends, far from being civil to each other. But there had been moments; moments where she felt he was the only person she could trust her deepest sorrows with, who would provide a shoulder to cry on...

There were also moments where she thought she didn't even know who he is...

Two nights ago, the thin truce they have had seemed to have crossed, wiping the professional boundary they had.

Fear or lust...

Her mind reeled around those two words.

She always thought she had felt neither for him. She hasn't until two nights ago.

She remembered what happened two nights ago, in the corridor, and felt tingles on her palm, where his lips touched her skin.

Fear crippled her, fear for the overwhelming emotions that strongly took hold of her, fear of the vulnerability in his eyes that almost maddened her to the point of reaching out for him, to do something, anything to take it away from his eyes.

Between them both, he was the stronger. She never had nor wanted to see the vulnerability in his eyes, which shined like liquid brown wax, twisting her insides.

She felt fear, if not for him, for something that was happening between them.

If she weren't as shaken up as she is, she would've jokingly thought "One down, one to go".

Khair...

She felt a chill in the wind around and raised her eyes only to have all the eyes on her.

She broke into a cold sweat wondering what part of her musings she had spoken aloud.

Her eyes wandered to Rishi who was encouraging her to speak up. Her brows joined into a frown as she realized she is supposed to speak something. Was she thrown any question? If she did, who had asked?

Her eyes wandered along and stopped at him, who has had his piercing gaze focused only for her, and she felt her stop for a moment before picking up its pace and running a marathon.

His face was unreadable with his fist closed and rested against his jaw, as he had his eyes only for her, as if nothing ever existed except for her.

"Geet..." it was Rishi who came to her rescue "...Would you like to have the question repeated?"

He's an angel.

"Yes please" Geet said, with a slow smile directed at Rishi, not unaware at the piercing gaze that tingled her that set her heart ablaze.

part 7 - mast update. geet so lost in her thought she almost lost what is going on in the meeting. she all the time drooling silently over maan. seeing him in diff manner. liked the flow of her thoughts which were initially grateful for giving her opportunity then changing her feelings for him. fear or lust which were not mattered her now she can easily find how they mattered her now.

lovely update geet was openely drooling on maan even chiding herself for it she was sitting in a middle of a meeting not apying attention but only on her maan sir who was also staring at her she saw the intensity of his eyes which have started to speak volumes trying to read her soul which scares her sometimes but she likes it too confused its lust or fear rishi asked her a question which she wasnt paying attention to telling her abt it she was glad for rishi to save her from embarrassment as she was busy staring maan who was equally looking at her

beautiful update geets changing feelings for maan making her scared she was so lost that didnt realise someone asked her something amazing part thnx 4 update

GEET IS SCARED OF THE FEELINGS MAAN'S TOUCH AROSE IN HER

BM

8.

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Sleep evaded him that night.

It was difficult for him in the beginning, but with her in the same home as of his, it became a torture now.

All day long, he didn't try avoiding her as much as she did these days, which tore him apart for equally conflicting reasons. He was as much relieved about having her away so that he would mind his damned business, and give the over thinking a rest, but the distance between them however small, made him go crazy.

He drank more coffees than ever, and became more temperamental than one could handle.

He made it impossible to work for his colleagues, he knew and drove them to the edge. Geet, however made it a point to avoid him as much as possible, adding fuel to his fire.

He worked a lot during day, which was a distraction. Nights like these, were unbearable.

There were times when he woke up to fetch himself a bottle of water, and walked through the corridor to have a glimpse of Geet through her window, where she would be writing something, face in her palm, her left hand scribbling away, in the yellow light of her table lamp.

There were many nights where he had stayed like that, like today, in the shadows of the night and just watched her write, whatever that is she's writing these days.

In the soft light, her face looked much younger and vulnerable and all he could think of what had happened to her. He had his Munshiji call him every day, filling him in with the progress of the detective he hired to know the whereabouts of the bas***d that cheated on Geet.

The moment he returned, he was in half a mind of going to her and shaking her to life, asking her why hadn't she come to him, why hadn't she told him about it all, but then, he wondered, did he give her a reason at all?

Right at the moment, she looks up from her diary, to him, as if it were only natural. Her eyes registers slight surprise, but it dissipates, as if she were expecting him at some level.

It was then, she stretches her hand and switches off the light, slowly ending the moment. He knew quite well that she wouldn't sleep easily after that.

And, just like that he feels a bit better.

He isn't the only one after all.