Part 4
Geet was the college topper at swimming so she was not scared of water and same was the case with Maan. Maan was the best swimmer since childhood but he didn't know Geet could swim too.
Maan's grip on Geet's waist had not loosened infact it had tightened at Geet was struggling in his arms.
" Stop Struggling, Geet as its not going to make any difference to your condition." hissed Maan.
" There are limits even for misbehaving, Mr.Khurana. And you are crossing them." said Geet while struggling in his arms while Maan's grip tightened on her waist, to leave marks on her delicate skin.
" You are my wife. And there are no limits to misbehave with one's wife, Geet Maan Singh Khurana." hissed Maan furiously.
" You have married me forcibly. I don't consider you as my husband nor do I consider that marriage!" said Geet, trying to push him.
But Maan was too fast for her. The grip which was there on her waist got transferred to her arms which were now pinned to her back.
" I don't care whether you consider this marriage or not. You are, were and will be mine, Geet Maan Singh Khurana" acclaimed Maan, angrily.
" I was not yours, Mr.Khurana! I was of my fiance or rather ex-fiance Karan Singhania and I will be his." said Geet, but least did she know that she had provoked Maan's infamous anger by saying this and arousing the feelings of possessiveness and intense jealousy in him.
" You will know whose you are..tonight, right here, Geet!" said Maan, while grabbing her hair with one hand while the other remained circled around her petite waist.
He grew her closer to forcibly kiss but unfortunately for him and fortunately for her she started sneezing due to the cold waters of the pool, which was made further cold due to her fear which was well hidden by her confidence.
This brought back Maah to a concerned state. So what if he didn't love her, she was still his responsibility and he couldn't let anything happen to her, thought Maan.
Maan immediately came out of the pool and forwarded a hand to Geet for help, but adamant Geet as she was, refused to even acknowledge that help from her rude and ruthless husband.
" I will not take any help from you, Mr.Khurana. Who knows you might take something too important from me in return of these helps!" snapped Geet, sarcastically.
Geet was struggling to get out of the pool due to the heavy lehenga she was made to wear. Seeing Geet struggle for more than a minute, Maan realized that she can't manage it with the heavy lehenge which had become even more heavy due to the absorption of water but her ego will stop her from taking his help.
He grabbed the hand which was holding the floor and pulled her to himself, making her soft body crash against his hard one.
Sinful desires evoked in his body and there were significant changes in his lower body.
Get a grip Khurana, told Maan to himself.
Maan was lost in her beauty which was further beautified by the moonlight lingering on her sensuous body in his arms.
" I knew it. You wanted an opportunity to take advantage of me and you grabbed it by grabbing my arm." said Geet breaking the reverie of Maan.
" I don't need to take advantage of my wife on our Suhaag Raat, sweetheart" said Maan, bringing her closer by her waist and lifting her up in his arms.
"But you don't seem to know what happens on a Suhaag Raat. Not a thing to worry, I will show. I prefer practical demonstrations than explanations." said Maan, sarcastically yet making Geet realize his point.
Geet was struggling in his arms and was hitting him with her small fists, neither did it affect him physically nor did he pay heed to it.
He threw her on the bed and hovered on top of her. He brought himself down on her to capture those trembling lips but Geet who anticipated this action turned her face aside, making his lips linger on her swan-like neck.
Maan was angry and he decided to show the real Maan Singh Khurana to her now.
He bit her on the nape with all the strength he could get, making her yelp in pain. As she tried to push Man, Maan held both her arms and pinned them on top of her head to the bed.
" Please stop!" yelled Geet, which made Maan bite harder.
Technically he was not even trying to make love to her, he was trying to make 'hate' to her.
Maan went southwards and buried his face in the cleavage which had aroused him since he saw her in the lehenga. He nipped her delicate skin there and left the marks of his hatred and his obsession over there.
Geet knew that if she couldn't stop him now she would regret it, throughout her life as he was already trying to undress her by opening the doris.
" I will call this a rape!" yelled Geet, which made Maan come out of his trance.
It struck him that what he was doing was against her willingness so technically she was right.
Maan got up and left the room after punching the wall near the door venting his frustration on it.
Geet who was scared that he might come back and complete what he started, ran to the washroom and locked herself up in it.
She switched on all the showers and water channels to cleanse her self from the dirty touches, which she hated to the core. Water was rushing down on her and so were her tears rushing down from her cheeks.
"Mumma Papa, where are you? Please take me away from this hell!" prayed Geet, while she was shivering in the water but she still wanted the water to remove the touch of her husband, correction, forced husband,
Will Maan ever realize his mistake?
Edited by .MereRangMein. - 9 years ago
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