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Chapter 4:
"Mr. Khurana. I will be back soon. I will be back very soon." Then turning to Geet, Dev said "And you Geet, I would watch out if I were you. You are the cause of all of this, of me leaving my house, of me and my brother being separated. Don't think I won't get my revenge." Turning around he went out of the house, slamming the door behind him.
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The two just stood there, watching Dev leave the house. Geet, not knowing what else to do, began to walk towards the door saying "Mr. Khurana…Main…Main chalti hoon. I should get going." Her voice was small and weak, a complete contrast to earlier in the day when she had been screaming, the voice of a lioness.
He grasped her hand, and pulled her back towards himself in one quick move. "Did you not hear what I said to Dev before? There is no way I'm going to let any Khurana heir be raised by a single mother, like they have no name or anything."
She looked at him wide eyed. "But..But Dev left the house, so uh uh...." she trailed off, confused beyond belief.
"Exactly. Meaning you're going to be marrying me. As soon as possible" he stated, his voice low and daring her to defy him.
Too bad he truly didn't know her personality. She was back to the fiery Geet she had been earlier. "Who do you think you are? Just telling me that I have to marry you for your family name. WELL. That's not going to happen, and I don't care what you have to say about it. You're not my baby's father so there's no way you can make me marry you Mister" she said, as she pulled herself away from him, and turned around to walk away from him.
"I'm Maan Singh Khurana Maan Singh Khurana. Miss Geet. And I am capable of doing anything and everything I want to do" he said, his eyes spouting anger, and his voice deathly low. Just his voice was enough for Geet to stop in her tracks, and turn around slowly, and face him once again."
"I knew your name before I walked in to the office. Just because you're Maan Singh Khurana doesn't give you the power to play God and decide who I'm going to marry" she said calmly, trying to compose herself as much as possible. "And as for the raising the baby, I'm more than capable of doing so. I work and definitely don't need your charity in raising my kid. The child won't even know that it's a Khurana, ok? So you can be at peace. They'll never come running to you for a stake in your inheritance" she continued coolly, her voice growing more and more icy with each additional word.
Maan just stood there, shocked to say the least, as to how this woman was reacting to getting married to him. While most girls would probably run to heaven and back at this idea, the way they were always falling all over him, this girl proved to be an exception. However, he quickly recomposed himself, regaining his mean demeanor, as he responded "Well Fine then Miss Geet. Suit yourself. Just know that I'll make sure you don't have a job and that you won't find one anytime soon either. Anywhere in India."
Geet was annoyed to say the least. However, she was smart enough to understand the kind of power Maan held, how he could influence anyone and everyone about anything and everything. "Humph. I will take care of the baby just fine. If you haven't realized yet, I still have a family that will gladly take care of me. So you can do anything you want, but I will take care of both myself and my child" she stated with fierce determination and strength.
"This Khurana child deserves to be raised where he is supposed to be raised, in this mansion. So Miss Geet, don't you worry. I will get married to you and we will definitely raise this child together" smirked Maan, just staring at Geet with his intense eyes.
"In your dreams. And as I said before, this child won't even know it's a Khurana, so no worries about all that money you have." she replied with a scoff, as she turned around and attempted to leave for the second time.
"Well then, you can just leave, and get away from here" he replied, turning away and facing the window.
However, Geet didn't make it far.
As soon as she crossed the doorway, she heard a voice, exuding authority, saying "Stop. You're not going anywhere." Looking up, she found herself face-to-face with an old woman, dressed in a white sari, her grayish white hair pulled back into a tight bun, peering over at Geet with her small beady eyes.
Holding her by the hand, the woman dragged Geet back into the room, where Maan had already turned away and was standing by the window.
"Maan Singh Khurana" said the woman, a strict tone in her voice. Geet thought to herself, What is up with this family and calling everyone by ther full names? We all know his name is Maan Singh Khurana. Crazy people!
He turned around immediately, "Dadi?! When did you come?" he questioned, the surprise evident in his voice, as he saw her holding Geet's hand. Geet just looked confused at the turn of events, Dadi? Now she really really wanted and needed to get away from there.
"So you think you're that great? You think you can just tell this poor pregnant girl to leave? What do you think of yourself? Making her pregnant and then telling her to get out. I've heard EVERYTHING. Everything about how you are worried about having to share your inheritance. How you don't want your own child. How you're willing to spurn a woman who is pregnant" Dadi replied, the fire blazing in her eyes, the fury and anger clearly evident.
Both Geet and Maan looked at each other dumbfounded. Dadi thought that Geet was pregnant with Maan's child and that he was kicking her out of the house because of his love of money, while she would rather stay and get married to him to raise their child together.
Could she have possibly been any more incorrect?
"Dadi…You've got it all wrong. I'm not kicking her out of the house…" Maan began quite hesitantly, trying to clear her misconceptions. However, his grandma would have none of it.
"So now you're telling me that I'm deaf too? That I don't understand what I hear with my own ears?" she asked him, daring him to say otherwise.
Geet was mentally cracking up, stifling her laughter at seeing Maan look so dumbfounded and defensive. Although she understood the gravty of the situation, she couldn't help but want to laugh at poor Maan's facial expression.
"Dadi. It's nothing like that…" Maan began again, but the old lady would have none of it. Finally, it hit Maan! He knew how he could Geet to marry him.
"Dadi. It's not me you have to convince. It's Geet. She doesn't want to marry me."
Geet just looked at him shocked. How dare he say that! Now what would she say to the old lady? That she was pregnant with Maan's brothers kid? She would sound like a careless, irresponsible woman, and she definitely didn't need that.
"Sach Geet Beta?" Dadi questioned, as she finally turned to the young woman in front of her, clad in a golidish yellow salwar, her curly unruly hair pulled back into a braid and her eyes growing wider and wider by the second.
Before Geet could respond, Maan plastered a smile on his own face, took her from Dadi's grasp and pulled her towards him, holding her by the shoulder. "Woh..Dadi, she didn't think you would accept her and so she didn't want to get married, but now she definitely wants to get married to me as soon as possible!"
Geet just looked up to the man next to her, whose personality had completely changed with the presence of his Dadi. Raising an eyebrow in a questioning look, she seemed to ask him What do you think you're saying?
Maan merely smirked in response, as he bent down to her ear and whispered, "Now you're trapped, my dear" burshing his lips across her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
"I don't want to see any of this romance shomance in front of me before you're married. Oh! So many preparations! I'm going to get you married this week itself!" exclaimed Dadi, her face seemingly shining with happiness. Walking up to Geet and placing a small kiss on her forehead, Dadi beamed at her future granddaughter-in-law, as she said "I'm so happy you're going to become a part of my grandson's life. I couldn't ask for a better bahu."
Geet just stared at the two Khurana members giving him looks of disbelief and her just a confused smile.
Dadi turned around and left, telling Maan and Geet to come out soon, so they could fix the wedding and talk with Geet's family.
Geet just stood there in disbelief, What was going on with her life? Why had she not even said a word the entire time? Because Maan hadn't given her a chance to say anything. She wouldn't spare him now!
Turning slowly, Geet shrugged off Maan's hand off her shoulder and looked at him, the fury blazing in her eyes while he just stood there a smirk playing on his face.
"So ready to get married dear?" he questioned, his eyes shining with mischief.
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Hi Everyone!
So sorry for the long delay in updating! I'll write the next part soon! Anyways, i hope you liked this part :) Please do read and comment!
Thanks!
~Naina
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"Mr. Khurana. I will be back soon. I will be back very soon." Then turning to Geet, Dev said "And you Geet, I would watch out if I were you. You are the cause of all of this, of me leaving my house, of me and my brother being separated. Don't think I won't get my revenge." Turning around he went out of the house, slamming the door behind him.
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The two just stood there, watching Dev leave the house. Geet, not knowing what else to do, began to walk towards the door saying "Mr. Khurana…Main…Main chalti hoon. I should get going." Her voice was small and weak, a complete contrast to earlier in the day when she had been screaming, the voice of a lioness.
He grasped her hand, and pulled her back towards himself in one quick move. "Did you not hear what I said to Dev before? There is no way I'm going to let any Khurana heir be raised by a single mother, like they have no name or anything."
She looked at him wide eyed. "But..But Dev left the house, so uh uh...." she trailed off, confused beyond belief.
"Exactly. Meaning you're going to be marrying me. As soon as possible" he stated, his voice low and daring her to defy him.
Too bad he truly didn't know her personality. She was back to the fiery Geet she had been earlier. "Who do you think you are? Just telling me that I have to marry you for your family name. WELL. That's not going to happen, and I don't care what you have to say about it. You're not my baby's father so there's no way you can make me marry you Mister" she said, as she pulled herself away from him, and turned around to walk away from him.
"I'm Maan Singh Khurana Maan Singh Khurana. Miss Geet. And I am capable of doing anything and everything I want to do" he said, his eyes spouting anger, and his voice deathly low. Just his voice was enough for Geet to stop in her tracks, and turn around slowly, and face him once again."
"I knew your name before I walked in to the office. Just because you're Maan Singh Khurana doesn't give you the power to play God and decide who I'm going to marry" she said calmly, trying to compose herself as much as possible. "And as for the raising the baby, I'm more than capable of doing so. I work and definitely don't need your charity in raising my kid. The child won't even know that it's a Khurana, ok? So you can be at peace. They'll never come running to you for a stake in your inheritance" she continued coolly, her voice growing more and more icy with each additional word.
Maan just stood there, shocked to say the least, as to how this woman was reacting to getting married to him. While most girls would probably run to heaven and back at this idea, the way they were always falling all over him, this girl proved to be an exception. However, he quickly recomposed himself, regaining his mean demeanor, as he responded "Well Fine then Miss Geet. Suit yourself. Just know that I'll make sure you don't have a job and that you won't find one anytime soon either. Anywhere in India."
Geet was annoyed to say the least. However, she was smart enough to understand the kind of power Maan held, how he could influence anyone and everyone about anything and everything. "Humph. I will take care of the baby just fine. If you haven't realized yet, I still have a family that will gladly take care of me. So you can do anything you want, but I will take care of both myself and my child" she stated with fierce determination and strength.
"This Khurana child deserves to be raised where he is supposed to be raised, in this mansion. So Miss Geet, don't you worry. I will get married to you and we will definitely raise this child together" smirked Maan, just staring at Geet with his intense eyes.
"In your dreams. And as I said before, this child won't even know it's a Khurana, so no worries about all that money you have." she replied with a scoff, as she turned around and attempted to leave for the second time.
"Well then, you can just leave, and get away from here" he replied, turning away and facing the window.
However, Geet didn't make it far.
As soon as she crossed the doorway, she heard a voice, exuding authority, saying "Stop. You're not going anywhere." Looking up, she found herself face-to-face with an old woman, dressed in a white sari, her grayish white hair pulled back into a tight bun, peering over at Geet with her small beady eyes.
Holding her by the hand, the woman dragged Geet back into the room, where Maan had already turned away and was standing by the window.
"Maan Singh Khurana" said the woman, a strict tone in her voice. Geet thought to herself, What is up with this family and calling everyone by ther full names? We all know his name is Maan Singh Khurana. Crazy people!
He turned around immediately, "Dadi?! When did you come?" he questioned, the surprise evident in his voice, as he saw her holding Geet's hand. Geet just looked confused at the turn of events, Dadi? Now she really really wanted and needed to get away from there.
"So you think you're that great? You think you can just tell this poor pregnant girl to leave? What do you think of yourself? Making her pregnant and then telling her to get out. I've heard EVERYTHING. Everything about how you are worried about having to share your inheritance. How you don't want your own child. How you're willing to spurn a woman who is pregnant" Dadi replied, the fire blazing in her eyes, the fury and anger clearly evident.
Both Geet and Maan looked at each other dumbfounded. Dadi thought that Geet was pregnant with Maan's child and that he was kicking her out of the house because of his love of money, while she would rather stay and get married to him to raise their child together.
Could she have possibly been any more incorrect?
"Dadi…You've got it all wrong. I'm not kicking her out of the house…" Maan began quite hesitantly, trying to clear her misconceptions. However, his grandma would have none of it.
"So now you're telling me that I'm deaf too? That I don't understand what I hear with my own ears?" she asked him, daring him to say otherwise.
Geet was mentally cracking up, stifling her laughter at seeing Maan look so dumbfounded and defensive. Although she understood the gravty of the situation, she couldn't help but want to laugh at poor Maan's facial expression.
"Dadi. It's nothing like that…" Maan began again, but the old lady would have none of it. Finally, it hit Maan! He knew how he could Geet to marry him.
"Dadi. It's not me you have to convince. It's Geet. She doesn't want to marry me."
Geet just looked at him shocked. How dare he say that! Now what would she say to the old lady? That she was pregnant with Maan's brothers kid? She would sound like a careless, irresponsible woman, and she definitely didn't need that.
"Sach Geet Beta?" Dadi questioned, as she finally turned to the young woman in front of her, clad in a golidish yellow salwar, her curly unruly hair pulled back into a braid and her eyes growing wider and wider by the second.
Before Geet could respond, Maan plastered a smile on his own face, took her from Dadi's grasp and pulled her towards him, holding her by the shoulder. "Woh..Dadi, she didn't think you would accept her and so she didn't want to get married, but now she definitely wants to get married to me as soon as possible!"
Geet just looked up to the man next to her, whose personality had completely changed with the presence of his Dadi. Raising an eyebrow in a questioning look, she seemed to ask him What do you think you're saying?
Maan merely smirked in response, as he bent down to her ear and whispered, "Now you're trapped, my dear" burshing his lips across her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
"I don't want to see any of this romance shomance in front of me before you're married. Oh! So many preparations! I'm going to get you married this week itself!" exclaimed Dadi, her face seemingly shining with happiness. Walking up to Geet and placing a small kiss on her forehead, Dadi beamed at her future granddaughter-in-law, as she said "I'm so happy you're going to become a part of my grandson's life. I couldn't ask for a better bahu."
Geet just stared at the two Khurana members giving him looks of disbelief and her just a confused smile.
Dadi turned around and left, telling Maan and Geet to come out soon, so they could fix the wedding and talk with Geet's family.
Geet just stood there in disbelief, What was going on with her life? Why had she not even said a word the entire time? Because Maan hadn't given her a chance to say anything. She wouldn't spare him now!
Turning slowly, Geet shrugged off Maan's hand off her shoulder and looked at him, the fury blazing in her eyes while he just stood there a smirk playing on his face.
"So ready to get married dear?" he questioned, his eyes shining with mischief.
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Hi Everyone!
So sorry for the long delay in updating! I'll write the next part soon! Anyways, i hope you liked this part :) Please do read and comment!
Thanks!
~Naina
ps. If you want to be added to the PM List, do let me know =D
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