New Story-And Then Came Love Chapter 3 pg-26 - Page 4

Originally posted by: preeti.1

All the best for exams ...

eagely waiting fo update .

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Hi to all. Thank you so much for liking the prologue and for your wonderful comments. Firstly i would like to say sorry for being late in posting the update, but i have a very busy life so just somehow or the other i couldn't get time. Secondly, would just like to say that Maan is not bad here. His behaviour with women is due to the experiences he has had before. So please don't hate him.

Chapter 1

"What all meetings do i have today?"

"Sir at 11 AM, you have to meet Mr. Singh for finalizing the design of the mall. Then at 2 PM, you have lunch with the board-members. At 6 PM Mr. and Mrs. Malhotra would be here to discuss about their dream house and at 9 PM you have to sign the deal with Mr. Kapoor for your next project." Pinky read out the days schedule nervously, praying simultaneously to God from preventing her boss to get angry today.

Hmmm. Maan thought for a while before speaking. " There was a charity program for which we gad received an invitation a week back. When is it?" He asked as he fixed his gaze on his secretary.

"Sir that is also scheduled for today, but the timing for the event coincides with the meeting you have with Mr. Kapoor to finalize the deal..."

"Cancel the meeting and write the donation amount on the cheque and get it signed from ne. I'll go to the event." Maan spoke as he resumed his work.

"But sir..." Pinky stumbled before speaking. " We can just send the cheque, you don't personally have to go there. If you don't meet Mr. Kapoor today, we'll loose the contract..." She stopped as Maan glared at her with his eyes filled with anger, telling her she had crossed ger limits by answering back when it was not required.

Quietly making the adjustments in the program and saying sorry, Pinky left Maan's cabin, not understanding the nature of her boss who being an arrogant and egoistic person was more than ready to help others.

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"You look beautiful." Kaamya spoke as she looked at the girl standing in front of her. " Like always, you are going to mesmerize the entire evening." She moved forward and lovingly swayed her hand on the girl's forehead.

"Make-up can do wonders bhabhi!" Geet smiled back at her sister-in-law.

"The make-up just enhances what you already have. It wouldn't have been able to do wonders if you were not beautiful yourself." Kaamya answered back, not liking the way Geet underestimated herself.

Geet seriously doubted that. She had never considered herself beautiful. According to her she had a very average looking face and body. But she was wrong. The word 'beautiful' was insufficient to describe this girl. She was more than beautiful, more than wonderful.

The only time Geet considered herself beautiful was during that phase of her life, which she saw with dreadfulness now.

" Geet is looking incredible!" Arjun commented as he moved inside the room, looking at his wife and sister.

" You are right Arjun. I really do admire your sister. To have list so much and still be ready to help us." Saying so Kaamya moved towards Arjun and geld his hand.

Geet looked at the couple in front of ger, as she admired her bhiya and bhabhi. The couple had lost their business and unborn child a few months back. But the two had never let their support waver for eachother.

Arjun and Kaamya had worked day and night to start a small fashion company by taking loans from bank, which they yet had to repay and the same time had made room for fund raising activities to support AANSH, a charity for the orphans. So the couple would organise fashion shows in different parts of the country to help in aid of AANSH. And this time the show was being organised in their own city, Delhi.

"Geet i can't thank you enough for being so sweet to help us in all this." Kaamya held Geet's hand with her other hans, as the three made their way to the stage where Geet had to ramp-walk wearing the dress designed by her brother.

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As Geet walked ger way on the ramp, flaunting the dress worn by her...her mind drifted to the time few months back to her hometown, Hoshiyarpur, where within a few moments she had lost all that she had, including herself. One moment she gad everything and the next...

The round of applause broke her thought process and Geet cursed herself to have thought about that fateful time again. After coming to Delhi to her brotgers place, after facing so many difficulties, Geet had promised herself not to ever think about that time again. But sometimes it was difficult for her to stop herself from remembering the time which had turned her life upside-down.

Forcing herself not to think about it anymore, Geet posed on the ramp twice before moving backstage.

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Maan had bedded many models, but never had he shown interest in them. During all such events, where women showcased themselves, he had kept himself busy in his mobile, knowingly that it was the women who ran behind him whether ge showed any interest in them or not.

But Maan was amazed at himself and the girl who had walked on the ramp a few minutes back, which had made him forget the work he was doing on his mobile.

He couldn't understand what was about that girl, ger looks or her attitude, which had made him want her with an urgency he had never felt before for anybody.

"Adi find out who she is. I want to meet her after the show." Maan spoke as anger started building up within him for showing interest in a girl for first time.

"Yes sir." Adi, Maan's mist trusted employee spoke as he ran back)stage seeing his boss in his ever-scary-mode.
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After five minutes Adi came back as he fearfully spoke. "Sir she's married." And worried about Maan's reaction.

"Married!" Maan smirked. He was quiet aware from his past experiences that the women who called themselves married, were the most unfaithful ones, remembering his mother and step-mother.

Though Maan had never slept with somebody's wife before, but with the urgency he was feeling for her, he didn't mind even if she was martied.

"What is her name?"

"Geet...Geet Handa." Adi spoke, not understanding what was going in Maan's mind.

"Geet!" Maan smirked.