Geet was fuming from the morning for the stunned Maan had performed at night with her. She has slept in other bedroom in anger but she woke up in her "Dusht Danav's" arms only, he must be carried her back into their bedroom after she slept last night.
She was busy in her morning session of cribbing when her eye caught the sight of Maan's neat and clean office wear, which might has be chosen by him before going for shower...
She took a close look and found that this is his most possession
"The Black Shirt" of the "The Great MSK"
Her deep eyes has brighten with mischievous. .. she quickly has done rightful and left to her room before Maan caught something suspicious.
Maan emeraged into the room with a look to the wall watch as He is getting late for meeting. He absent mindly pick up his clothes but he only got two piece there... this is when He gave a look to the bed... where he had left his office wear before leaving to freshen up.
He frowned as there is only his vest coat n pant "Where is my shirt???" He checked around but there is nothing... which look like a shirt.
He shouted for his Servant "Nakul" but no response, he called Geet this time... but again no response...
"Pata nahi... what is she upto now??" Maan thought and strolled to Geet's bedroom.
Geet heard his shouting for her name and made a face.
"Lo... phir se shuru hu gaye kya hoga... inka" her cribbing was continue incorrigibly... when Maan shouted
"Bas karo Geet... I am deaf already..."
"Just tell me where is my Shirt..."
Her jaw slacked at his accusation... "How dare he...? He has turned deaf... I shall not talk to him ever... Krishna jii"
"Huh... inhe kya lagta hai... kal ke confession... sorry sorry mean confession ke baad mai inhe... shirt dongi... never" a wry smriked adoring her oval face.
Maan gritted his teeth as he heard her
"Geet... khud se baatien karna band karo.. aur batao meri shirt kaha hai.."
"Maannn... mai kya bhagwaan hu.., jo yeha se dekhe kar bata du... apki shirt kaha hai..."
"Geettt... I know... How innocent are you?" He snorted and crushed her pregnancy harmones.
He turned on his feet and strolled back to his bedroom.
Other side Geet did a little victory Dance... as she succeed in her revenge to annoy him for the last night.
She took her bath and come out with a massive fool grin on her face... Where her eyes locked with her predator... who looked like a living version of demons.
Her eyes travalled little down and found him same "Black shirt" in his tight fist. She gulped down her salvia to moisture her dry throat to proof herself innocent and escaped from him..
"Maan... shirt mil gayi..." she laughed nervously.
"Haa Geet... waise tumne try accha kiya tha... pillow cover is nice place to hide things..." he said in sarcastically.
"Nahi.. Maan mai... kabhi."
"Just shut up geet..."
"You know what..."
"From the time... you had graced my life with your presence... MY LIFE SUCKSSS" Maan spat...
"Sucksss??" Geet snorted
"Yes.. GEET... SUCKSSS"
Maan take out whetever got in his hand from cupboard just for a mere Black shirt.
Geet gritted 32 set of teeth with all determination to make his statement... a biggest truth of his life... for that she needs a sweet bait which turn him bonker
"Sucks naa Mr. Khurana!!! Now you will see... what is meaning of suck" she thought and turned to leave the room for her next step.
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