Maaneet FF: A Twisted Fate #1: Link Pg. 148 - Page 38

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The post above this is reserved for comments! I'll edit it within the next 24 hours :) I have most of the comments done, just some more left to reply to 🤗

Um, what else, this is the next part! It's not that significant in terms of the story, but necessary for the upcoming chapters, setting things up :) And I included (or well tried to include😆😆) a little more romance in this, so hopefully that works out😉

And warning, I haven't read it again or edited it. So hopefully everything makes sense.

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So, I hope you all like this update!

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Chapter 9:

"Dadi, we'll take all the dishes into the kitchen and help Geet clear up the table" smiled Riddhima and Kripa, pushing away their chairs as they got up to follow Geet into the kitchen.

Maan panicked! "NO!" he screamed out, startling everyone with this sudden outburst. "I um mean um...no" he said, softer this time. "Why...why don't you all head out into the living room and I'll go inside to help Geet. You all have done so much for us in the past few days with the entire wedding anyway" Maan attempted a smile, hoping to ward off any suspicions from his friends, but sadly, they knew him too well.

Armaan and Angad looked at each other and smirked. What a joke! Maan Singh Khurana, someone they had known since...well... forever, and willingly entering the kitchen? And that too, to HELP someone? Puh-LEASE. Like that was ever going to happen!

"Maan, puttar, my innocent best friend, listen. I was newly married a year ago. I know exactly what you're up to, why you want to go to the kitchen. Don't make any excuses about cleaning, because we know you're going to be romancing shomancing the entire time. So you, should take these plates and go there to spend some *ehem* quality time with the wife, while all of us kabab mein haddis will wait in the living room" winked Angad, as he took the stack of plates sitting on the table and shoving them into Maan's hands.

Kripa, Riddhima, Armaan and Angad literally laughed out loud seeing Maan's confused face. "Good luck my man! Show her who's boss!" yelled out Armaan as the two couples quickly headed out whispering and giggling to each other, while Maan is left, standing in the middle of the dining room, a perplexed look on his face, with a huge pile of dirty plates in his hand.

But he got over it quickly, now that everyone had left, he could attack her!

And so he stealthily crept into the kitchen, and stood in the doorway, watching his wife standing there, her pallu tucked into her waist, as she rinsed all the plates and bowls and spoons and forks and put them in the dishwasher, humming some old hindi tune to herself, oblivious to her surroundings.

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A small smile erupted on Geet's face as she was washing the dishes. Maan's face when he ate that halwa! It was priceless! So worth it! Mr. Khadoos will learn a lesson, idiot, thinks he can control me all the time! Lost in her own thoughts as she was rinsing the kitchen utensils, she nearly jumped as she felt two hands snake around her bare waist, sending shivers down her spine.

And before she knew it, she was turned around, pushed back, her lower back pressing into the counter behind her.

"So Mr. Khurana, how did you like the halwa this morning? A little too sweet for your tastes, am I right?" she questioned, her eyes dancing with mischief, a small smirk playing on her face.

Maan seemed unperturbed.

His fingers tracing slow circles around her waist, Maan looked her in the eyes, as he responded " I will be doing the questioning here, Mrs. Khurana, and YOU will not speak unless spoken to."

"Ask away."

But Maan didn't pose a question. Instead, his hands started to slowly creep up her back, his fingers slowly inching higher and higher from her waist, until she felt a small tug on the dori of her blouse.

Her eyes widened in shock, and all the mischief vanished, as panic set in immediately.

"Ma-"

"Shh. I don't want to hear a word from you" he whispered, his voice utterly low as he placed a finger on her lips. "Shhh."

His fingers dancing on her back was doing havoc to her senses, as she lost herself in the dark brown pools of his eyes, the intense look he was giving her, his tight grasp on her waist, just all these feelings erupting that she had never known to exist before.

Maan leaned forward, and she closed her eyes immediately, her lips parting on their own accord as she felt his breath down her neck. Slowly, he brushed his lips across hers and unconsciously she gripped his shirt, pulling him closer towards herself.

He moved his lips away from hers, and trailed a series of kisses down her neck, as she leaned back to give him more access. He moved back to her lips, this time a more intense kiss and she elicited a moan in response, completely unaware of her surroundings as she lost herself in her husband's touch.

And Maan immediately pulled away.

Geet fluttered her eyes open, "What-" she began to question, until she saw the person who was standing in front of her, a smug look on his face as he wiped his lips with the napkin on the side.

Anger raged inside her again, "You kissed me, AGAIN!" she whispered furiously, realizing that she couldn't scream as everyone was downstairs.

"And you sure enjoyed it Mrs. Maan Khurana, seeing how you pulled me towards yourself" he smirked, as he ponted down to the wet handprints on his shirt.

Geet looked down at her hands, which were now miraculously dry, and tried to defend herself.

"I....I did not enjoy that. You did, you were the one that kissed me."

"And you were the one that kissed me back. Don't worry wifey, there's a lot more where this came from. I actually like you like this, all melting into my arms and whatnot. So you should do this more often, rather than yelling" he smiled.

Geet clenched her teeth, and reached over the counter to grab the first thing she saw, a steel bowl filled with flour.

And she did the first thing she thought of.

She flung it at her husband.

Fortunately for him and unfortunately for her, he had seen her hand pick up the steel bowl, and had ducked just in time.

The bowl had ended up hitting the wall at the back of the kitchen, making a loud clanking noise as it crashed onto the floor, the flour spilling everywhere.

Geet winced, Uf! A new mess to clean up, and it didn't even hit the target!

While Maan stood there, laughing at the plight of his wife. She thought she could outdo him, but she forgot who he was.

"Everything OK in there? We told you to have fun, but not too much fun!" yelled out Armaan from the living room.

Maan groaned, What would his friends think of him as now? The desperate husband who couldn't possibly get enough of his wife! He would have to leave.

"Mrs. Khurana, just remember, you might win some of these mini battles, but it will definitely be me who wins the eventual war" Maan announced before turning around and leaving the kitchen.

Geet winced mentally, How could she have lost control of herself like that?! She had kissed him! AND liked having him kiss her!

Emotions in check. You can't like him. He's a Khurana. He married you forcefully. He married you out of sense of duty. You hate him Geet, you hate him.

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"So guys, what are the plans for the honeymoon?" smiled Kripa as settled herself next to Angad.

"Yeah yaar, after the ehem performance this morning, I don't think the usual 1 or 2 weeks will be enough for you both. A month is needed for sure!" laughed Armaan.

Maan and Geet looked at each other. A Honeymoon! No one was going on a honeymoon. No Way Jose!

"We...we haven't decided yet. I have a lot of work pending in the office and so many deals to close and well I can't afford to take any time off" Maan fumbled for an excuse, making something up as he went along.

Angad looked at him in disbelief. "Your excuse for not going on a honeymoon is that you have work? WORK is more important than the honeymoon, than your wife?! And Geet's OK with this?" He looked over at Geet his eyebrow raised questioningly, while she nodded nervously, Well, what else could she possibly do?

"Geet, you are an amazing woman. I wish I'd met you instead of Kripa" Angad praised, while Kripa slapped him really hard on the shoulder.

"Well, it's not like we won't see each other at all. I mean, we're around each other at the office 24/7 anyways" Maan slowly smiled, a plan formulating in his mind. Geet stilled, wondering what new angle was now developing in their story.

"Aww Geet works at your office?" asked Riddhima, a sweet smile appearing, "And you guys met and fell in love! How totally cute!"

"Yeah Maan-io, you never told us how you both met!" questioned Armaan.

Maan smiled softly, as he reached over and grabbed Geet's hand into his own, "Yes, we fell in love. Geet actually works as my personal secretary in the office and well it wasn't love at first sight. She actually hated me, but the more we saw each other, the more we realized how perfect we were for one another."

Kripa and Riddhima squealed in delight as Geet plastered an extremely fake smile on herself. This Khadoos man could actually spin a decently interesting story. Too bad it wasn't true!

"Ohhhh. I see I see, so you would much rather have that spicy romance in the office rather than the boring Alps, Eiffel Tower or the beaches in the Bahamas? We should try that some time" winked Angad, looking over at his wife.

Geet saw this as the perfect opportunity to butt in. "Angad, any woman would want to go to some place far away for the honeymoon. But your best friend here just doesn't want to leave his work, and I can't do anything about it now, can I? I'm just his wife, not someone important to him in any way at all" she said sadly, looking down with a small pout on her face.

"Ohhhh. That was a straight attack at you Maan. You have to take her on a nice long honeymoon now!" exclaimed Kripa, "And you know what, that'll be our wedding present to you guys! A honeymoon for a whole 2 weeks off at some place."

"Whatever you say Kripa. I can't argue with you" Maan smiled, looking over at his wife.

Geet closed her eyes. This was NOT what was supposed to happen. Maan was not supposed to agree. "But..but it's ok, I mean he does have work to do too, and I have a lot of stuff pending too. I mean we'll just go on the honeymoon later" Geet interrupted again.

"Seriously girl, decide what you want. Yes honeymoon, or no honeymoon. It's all up to you."

"They're going on that honeymoon, and then coming back and will still work together." Kripa stepped in once again, a tone of finality in her voice as she ordered around the couple in front of her.

"Oye hoye! Maan, I think you should hand over the company to Dev right now. With Geet as your PERSONAL secretary even after the wedding, you won't be getting any work done. Some *ehem* private time, alone with the secretary *cough wife cough* can lead to a lot of crazy things."

A blush appears on Geet's face, these guys would never stop teasing, now would they! "I...I won't be going to work anymore. I've decided to quite after the wedding" said Geet softly, looking up at Maan.

"Nono! You have to continue working Geet! You're going to be so bored at home, and well I still need my amazing secretary around me" winked Maan, grabbing his wife by the shoulders and pulling her towards himself.

She struggled to get of his grasp, "Maan. I can't work. I have responsiblities towards the house now too. I'm much better of at home" Geet strained herself, slowly pulling herself out of his hands.

"I'm your boss, and I am not willing to let you go" Maan said seriously.

"I don't care Mr. Khurana, I'm not going back to work anymore" she huffed angrily, before getting up and leaving the room, but only after shooting a glare at her husband.

Maan smirked as he saw his wife leave. She would be coming back to "work" She would be around him 24/7. So many possibilities. And she would hate every minute of it.

Maan v. Geet: 1-1

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The other two couples watched silently at the couple in front of them, one minute so lovey-dovey while the next minute angry and mad. Woah!

"Maan. You got married to her yesterday, go talk to her." Kripa said softly, "You can't let little arguments like this ruin the first day already."

"Yo Maan listen to her, man. Angry wives are a pain to deal with. They don't even let you sleep on the same bed!"

Maan sighed, This pretense of being an inlove couple while also fighting was getting to be too much for him to handle. He got up slowly and reluctantly, literally having to have his friends push him out of the living room as he trudged upstairs. Time to manofy the wife.

He stopped in front of the door and looked downstairs to see his friends staring at him expectantly, waiting for him to go inside the room to his wife.

And so he opened the door.

And what met his eyes just shocked the living daylights out of him. What in the name of heaven was she doing?!

What ????? dont keep us under suspence for long .......😕

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