PART 2Stepping inside khurana constructions I greeted pinky the receptionist and my best friend.Geet u nerd where were you boss is here.pinky..pinky...pinks...pinky...u fatso shut up..relax noffin is going to happen dere is still half and hour for the meeting.you go back to your desk I will meet you directly in the meeting hall.i literally pushed her.ok but be on time geet.i will pinks now go.she left nd I thumped into my chair.silence of my cabin let me ponder over my thouths. Its nearly one year since I joined khurana constructions one of the possessions of maanvendra khurana grandson of raja dashryath khurana..yes kc belongs to a royal family..and I havent met any of the royal blood because they have the base of kc in london from where maanvender has been running it from last 3 years. The only soul who is alive from the royal blood is maanvendra and his grandmom savitri khurana.Raja Dashryath along with dad and mom of maanvendra were killed by some business rivals.maanvemdra wittnessed there brutual murder infront of his eyes.I have heard he was just 5 then and then savitri khurana sent him to boarding to london and then to prestigious oxford university where he completed his mba 3 years back.wittnessing the brutual murder of his family has made him so staunch and arrogant that he doesnt tolerate any one going aganist him.And being a royal blood the arrogancy comes naturally by birth.No I havent met maanvender nor his grandmom its just two days back I read a news paper that had written the story of khuranas with the phot of elegant savitri khurana.The lady is beautiful so elegant I was left awestruck after seeing her photo.No there was no photo of maanvender and what is the need I am going to meet him today itself.Actually he has a meeting where he will recruit some employees to london base.News of maanvender coming back has created so hype in media that these days I am listening just his name from everyones mouth..The lone heir of khuranas is back..the future king of Kishoreganjh.My thoughts broke and I looked at wall clock..oh f**k I was late and that too by 30 minutes.i rushed and knocked the door of confrence room.come in came the deep baritone voice.i entered and saw a man 6 feet tall with his back facing me.his musles and tight abs were visible to me.Your r late mrs...Handa I replied..Handa u r late..humph...how dare he..he called me handa as if I was his servant..I am sorry sir I apologized. Hmmm bt be careful next tym and he turned taking the breath out my lungs..He was the same flirt nerd I bumped in morning..how is it possible I had heard maanvender was a very organized disciplined and serious guy..But the maanvender I met is totally opposite.His cough brought me out of my thoughts .a glass of water for me handa, muttering profanities I handed him the glass.He just drank a sip and returned the glass.ladies and gentle man I am maanvender here and you are reporting me from now on.Be punctual maan said looking into my eyes and I hate late comers.Back to your work and you handa in my office northwing of kc in 5 minutes.He passed me and winked at me.Asshole...mama...I was about to cry.my friends wished her best of luck and I rushed to northwing.Calming my breaths I knocked at door...kuch nai geet kuch nai hoga..Come in came the hsuky voice..Sir u called..hmm I did...He stood up came towards me and then hugged me from behind..I was too shocked to react, he kissed my nape and I moaned sir.ummm maanvender its maanvender for you..Sir I again moaned as he gave me a deep wet kiss on my nape...maanvender call me maanvender..Maanvender I moaned as he squeezed ma belly over my dress...umm ahh came his throaty moan. Maanvender bit me on ma neck and that was enough to get me back to my world..I pushed him and tears flooded my eyes I was literally like a s**t moaning in complete strangers arms.I turned to leave but he caught my hand and twirled me towards his chest.No one leaves without my permission..But I am not no1 I am not a s**t who will satisfy your lust..Go 2 hell I barked..who said you are...you are special and he kissed my jaw I was about to lose my self..But I again pushed him.he didnt budge.let me show u sweetheart how special you are.shut up and get lost are u really a prince,I bet u arent because people belonging to royal blood dont do cheap tactics like you do.Anger clouded his eyes and he held my hair in a tight grip.I yelped in pain but it had no effect on him and within a second his lips were on mine..I resisted for a second then I too started responding..seeing me responding he too became gentle..Ohh baby I need you he moaned..He lifted and I put my legs around him..our lips were still connected as he took me to his rest room.w
HE Dropped me on his sette.threw his waist coat followed by shirt and joined me..He took my hands kissed them and kept them on his chest.My hand when around him as he again joined his lips to mine biting them...
To be continued...do leave your feedback...wrote this lart nearly 3 times before finalizing it..plzz comment
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