Ripped Apart... (Maaneet) part 18 updated - Page 48

Originally posted by: Nik.freebird

Wel ff i luv it!its gud!bt y misunderstanding betwen maneet!plz updte sun!add me 2 ur pm list.tc!plz dnt rip me frm ur pm list n updtes lol!ad 2 budy list 2 tc

Originally posted by: seemamary

HI iam a new reader i liked your ff plssssssssssssss add me in your PM list and plssssssssssssss update soon.

Originally posted by: euphoric

Muskiii 🤗🤗

Aww not fair sweets... ek toh i'm unwell and upar se u getting mad at me

but trust me i'm far far better now... just a bit of cold... and my brains too working conditionally fine😆 and as i said i hv resumed office too... and i'm not overdoing myself... sachi... taking my medicines on time too like a achchi bachchi😆

don't worry babu i'm taking things really slow...

chal now chillax ho ja and jaldi se post ur guess... in the meanwhile i'll go and do some office ka kaam too😉😆.... i love ur bak bak... and u knw tht😳

btw am i forgiven?😃

First i will like to make it clear i'm not forgiving u so easily Di... thora bhav khane dho then i will consider the idea... 😆

do u really think by saying u like my bak bak-ing i will actually fall for it😲... nah😛... i m not posting my guess😉... *** the real reason behind not posting is i'm waiting for the next update pata chale i get a clue who knows😆... so u see cover karne ke liye i needed a excuse so yeah i'm angry hence no guessing business***😆

good u r taking ur medicines on time...😊 you better😡😆... but now that u r acting like a good bacchii i'm gonna act like a stubborn bachi which as a matter of fact i m so i dont even have to act... i'm still angry...😉

k...😊 i think it is enough😆... thora zyada ho gaya na😆... chalo fine u r forgiven... 😃

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Holding her purse, Geet anxiously fidgeted with her dupatta and cellphone as she waited for the office car to come and pick her. Mr. Gupta had instructed her to wait by the gates of her colony by 10 in the morning. "Hey Babaji aaj pata nahi kya hone wala hai' meri madat karna" she prayed while waiting. A few minutes later a black porche halted right in front of her. Unsure, Geet looked at the car but then stepped aside. The tainted glasses prevented her having a look at the insides of the car. The driver inside the car honked but Geet paid no heed, instead kept fidgeting with her cell phone. Moments later the driver side door opened. "Cellphone se tum gadi main beth kar bhi khel sakti ho Geet" said an annoyed looking Maan as he stepped out of his car. Startled, "Aap?" Geet asked. Maan rolled his eyes, this girl was impossible, "Gadi main betho Geet, we are getting late" he said as he sat back in the car. However, Geet was hesitant. She just couldn't seem to decide whether she should be sitting in the passenger seat in front or the back seat. Thinking something, she decided on the safer bet and after getting into the the backseat pulled the door shut, startling Maan out of his wits. Maan looked at her uncertainly from the rear view mirror while she pretended to concentrate on the view outside. "Indeed a great start!" sighed Maan and got out of the car once again. Coming over to her side, he pulled the door open and bending a little said with his peculiar attitude, "Main aapka driver nahin hu Madam. Aage chalo" Pouting, "Lekin" Geet began but the look in his eyes made her to comply as he simply stepped back to give her space. Once she was in the passenger seat beside his, he helped her with the seatbelt, brushing his fingers against the bare skin of her arms making her shudder. Shutting the door, he moved towards his side and settled himself back in the driver's seat. As he turned the engine on, he looked at her giving her the most endearing smile on the earth before politely asking, "Chale?". Mesmerized by his smile, she could simply manage to nod her agreement anticipating' praying for the beginning of their journey towards togetherness.

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On the other hand, Geet tightly held on to chain she was wearing that he had presented her on her birthday. Never ever in her wildest dream she had ever thought about leaving Delhi. Leaving him was another of her worst nightmare after her parent's death and alas that was coming true too. Soon the airhostess instructed them to fasten their seatbelts and robotically she complied. As the filght took off, she felt herself being torn' torn into pieces' "Why? Oh why has this happened to her?" Crazy she had been to think that everything in their lives would always be perfect like it had been' foolish to have dreamt of forever' "Was this the end?" she mumbled to herself as she felt the unbearable pain engulfing in her being. She was startled when she felt a comforting touch on her hand that was resting on the arm-rest. It was the same elderly lady who had nudged her to move ahead while boarding the flight. "Beta' don't loose heart... your eyes narrate a story of pain' you can share it with me if you want" the elderly lady soothingly said. "Nothing Aunty ji' (choking a bit) just another story that ended abruptly" Geet replied. The lady smiled back, "Who are you to decide whether this story has ended or is just entering another phase? You never know what fate has in store for you. Keep faith." Geet smiled back courteously but didn't really trust the wise words' Fate? It had made a mockery of her' how was she suppose to trust it again. Geet swallowed hard and trying to hold back her tears leaned on her seat waiting for the flight to reach its destination. To reach her destination now, Mumbai.

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Flustered, Geet shut the book at once and muttered something unintelligible coarsely under her breath. Maan laughed heartily, "Waise Geet, how was your date the other day?" he asked trying to tease her. Embarrassed, Geet countered, "uff' It wasn't a date please' it was just a treat!" Questioning, "Treat?" he asked. Smiling sheepishly, "Haan, last Sunday I had lost to Rohan isiliye" Geet replied. Puzzled, "Lost?" Geet frowned, "Yes. By just 4 runs. Can you beat that? I lost the game to Rohan" she snorted. "Oh so you play cricket with your so called date?" he asked trying hard to muffle a laugh. She frowned at him, "Yes every Sunday." She said grinning "Great" he said, not knowing what else to say. "And thanks to you I won't be able to get even with him today" she added sulking. "Does this mean that you sorry to be here with me right now?" he asked seriously as he gave her one of his meaningful looks. Geet looked at him, stunned. All of a sudden the cheerful and teasing tone had left his voice. He sounded serious and Geet could sense that he sincerely wanted an answer to that and a lot more. When she kept looking at him and didn't reply for a couple of moments, he pulled the car to a halt and turned to her. She looked at him questioningly. "Sawal ka jawab sawal nahi hota Geet" he said huskily as he leaned towards her.

As soon as they reached, the site Manager and project Manager came forward to greet them. After having a few refreshments at the site office as Maan scanned through the landscape and explained a little gist of it to Geet, they headed off for a detail inspection of the site. While the site manager was busy discussing the landscape with Maan, Geet causally tagged along not really understanding the architectural terms they were using. Quickly distracted, Geet trailed a little behind to see the other areas of the site which were visually more appealing to her. She had seen the blue print of the mall they would prepare here so she let her mind construct their own visuals and was about to stumble over a stone but managed to regain her balance and steadied herself only to realize Maan was no where in sight. She looked around. The huge construction equipments, yet unbuilt structures and dumped heap of sand and pebbles blocked her view and she started looking for him. Just as she reached the huge crane, she heard a pleading, "saab jaane do. Hum kaam karte hai yahan" she frowned and then heard another voice, "isi liye toh. Hum dono yahin kaam karte hai. Thodi masti bhi kar lenge" Tiltingly her neck in the direction, Geet tiptoed to the back of the crane and was shocked to see the project manager they had earlier met holding the hand of a young construction worker girl. Geet frowned and looking around picked up a bamboo stick and hit the manager hard on his hand. "Aaahh" he yelped and at once left the young girl's hand.

A while later, sitting in his cabin at the site office, as Maan discussed few other details with the site manager and the architect, he made sure Geet was not wandering alone anywhere this time. So when she tried to leave, Maan held her hand beneath the table and pulled her back gesturing her to be seated. All through the discussion he didn't let her hand go. She was already angry at him for stopping her from striking that useless manager of his and now she also felt paranoid but tried to keep a straight face in front of others. If anyone would have paid some attention it wasn't really hard to notice how close had he pulled her chair to his. But since he was the Maan Singh Khurana, no one could even dare to think anything in that direction. However, Geet was aware of all his ministrations. And as the others left the room, Geet let out a sigh of relief and quickly gulped down some water to ease her racing heart. "Kya hua Geet" Maan asked innocently as he left her hand. Geet looked at him resentfully when he picked up the glass from which she had just drank water and taking it to his lips, turned the glass to where the light lipstick mark could be seen to his side and drank rest of the water. Geet gasped and leaped to her feet. He was about to say something but then thankfully the architecture reappeared and started discussing the blue prints with Maan while she sat on the couch away from him and with the help of a magazine hid her face from him.

As Rano answered the doorbell, she was taken aback to find Brij standing by the door with his hands folded, "Sasriya kal Chachi ji" he said without a tad of respect in his greetings. "Sasriyal Kal" Rano replied and stepped aside allowing Brij to enter and quickly went to call Mohinder. Moments later, Mohinder stormed into the living room and asked Brij, "Brij? Yahan kaise aana hua? Woh bhi bina bataye" Taking the glass of water that Rano offered, Brij touched Mohinder's feet and greeted him as well. "Yeh natak karne ki zaroorat nahi hai' kyun aaye ho?" Mohinder asked. Brij put on a hurt expression for a moment but the faade was worn off the very next second as his face adorned a menacing smile, "Chacha ji' main toh bas Delhi aaya hua tha' socha aap sab se milta chalu' (looking around) Geet kahin dikhayi nahi de rahi?" Mohinder tried to control his anger, "Brij, kya chahte ho?" Brij smiled and comfortably sat down on the couch, "aap ache se jaante ho' waise main soch raha tha ki agle mahine aapne Hoshiarpur toh aana hi hai toh Geet ko bhi lete aaiyega' saara kaam wohi khatam ho jayega" Rano looked disgusted while Mohinder said with finalty, "Main pehle bhi keh chuka hu Brij, main apni bachchi ka haq kisi aur ko aise hi nahi dunga" Brij smirked as he looked threateningly at Rano, "Chachi ji' atleast aap toh kuch samajhaiye chacha ji ko' everything comes for a price' samajh lijiye yeh us sach ki keemat hai jo aapne apni pyari beti Geet se chupaya hai" Rano looked aghast while Mohinder threateningly raised a finger at Brij, "Brij, I warn you' If you ever come close to my daughter, I'll kill you with my bare hands and won't think twice about you being someone close to the family. Ab nikalo yahan se' Get Out before I call the police" Offended Brij strode off while Mohinder placed a comforting hand on Rano's shoulders. "shukar hai Babaji ja ki Geet ghar pe nahi hai" she muttered in a shaky voice' Mohinder nodded thoughtfully.

It was late evening by the time Maan finished his site work and they were now driving back home. None of his site visits has ever been so interesting. Today he had witnessed yet another face of Geet's flamboyant personality. Her Jhansi ki Rani avatar, he smiled as he thought. "Has kyun rahe hai?" asked a perplexed Geet taking Maan by surprise. He hadn't noticed her watching him. "Kuch nahi" he replied. Geet was a little annoyed with Maan for what he had been doing in the office. First he had been holding her hand under the table in front of those guys and then not missed a single opportunity in teasing her about the brawl with the project manager. Undoubtedly, he was really pleased at her sense of justice and amused at her capability to pull of a scuffle but how could he miss a chance at pulling her leg so he had had a nice time addressin her as Jhansi ki Rani' drama queen' mahila mukti'

A few minutes later, holding a bottle of mineral water, Maan came back towards the car to find Geet sitting on the car bonnet. The smug expression on her face, was enough for Maan to know that she was upto something. He stood in place, bracing himself for what was to come next and then carefully moved forward. As soon as Geet saw him she gave him a wide grin and he looked at her trying to read her expressions, "What are you doing sitting on the bonnet?" he asked. "Wrong question sir. You should be asking what was I doing before sitting on the bonnet?" she corrected. Maan looked around to ensure there were no casualties around and then asked warily, "What were you doing?" Holding his hand, she took him towards the driver's side and then holding up a pin in one hand replied with a grin, "Flattening your car's tyre" and pointed at the punctured tyre. Flabbergasted, for a few seconds Maan didn't know how to react and he looked alternatively between her and the flat tyre. He should have known better before challenging her and leaving her alone with his priced black porche! And then he settled his glare at her. As he kept staring at her, he took a step closer to her sliding his arm around her waist; he prevented her from moving back either. As he pulled her closer, Geet instantly felt herself being intimidated. "Hmm.. wohh' main toh' main tohh' mazaak' mazak kar rahi thi" she fumbled. "Achcha? And you think this is funny?" he said through clenched teeth.

Meanwhile, Maan strolled a little away and stood by a small pond that was just behind the dhaba. Looking at him from a distance, Geet now realized her stupidity and went and stood by him, "Naraz hain?" she asked in a low voice. But he didn't reply. "I'm sorry" she said with a cute face while Maan resisted to look at her. He knew one look at her and he would give away. However, Geet was persistent and she went around and stood in front of him and holding both her ears apologized once again, "kaha na, I'm sorry" When he still didn't relent and turn his face away, she tried to move a little to make him face her again, but the thanks to the soft mud she lost her ground and was about to fall into the pond when he grabbed her and pulled her to safety. As she looked up, she saw him looking at her with the same intensity and possessiveness that she had seen in his eyes in the mall. She tried taking a step back but instead he pulled her close and tightened her hold. Geet looked around, afraid that someone would see them and sensing her apprehension he replied, "koi nahi hai yahan Geet" His husky voice and his touch instantly gave her goosebumps. "Sir'" she began but he placed a finger on her lips causing her to inhale sharply. "tum bolti bohut zyada ho Geet, lekin jo bolna chahiye woh nahi bolti' (he sensuously traced her lower lip as he continued) jo main sun na chahta hu woh nahi bolti" saying this he met her gaze and looked deep inside her eyes'

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Ok.... do I need to say I could not stop laughing...?🤣

When I read the Bauji wala line I misread it as buaji instead of bauji n I was like now where did this bua come from😕...n being true to my stupid self I stopped reading and started linking this imaginary Bua with the mystery n I spent the next 2-3 minutes thinking about it n then I realised I should read further n then let my imagination go wild but but but when I read it again it hit me it was bauji not buaji... my damn reading...

Loved geet's jhassi ki rani avtar😳😃... she threw her sandal at him... yay just the right thing to do... in fact such people should be made to wander around the city wearing sandals as a garland and with black paint all over their faces and they should be bare feet n the road should not be metalled n once that is done they should be locked in a tiny cabin 10 times smaller than a normal elevater in which they cant even move their fingers and they should be starved to death wait a minute they deserve good company after their cheap deeds so for that some 100 mice should also be locked with them.

So like back to the update *got carried away*😆

Maan held her hand under the table😳... she should have pinched him with her nails😆 *hope she has long nails I mean girls like long nails I like them n I love nail paints in fact I'm crazy about them... just yesterday mom threw two of my nail paints coz she did not like the colours😔... come on dark grey n black are good colours but since I'm very stubborn I went to shop today n got 5 other nail paints😃... this is the reason I don't like bribing Mehak😆... I prefer making better use of money😆* god... I deviated from the topic yet again...

So once again like back to the update... 😆

Poor Geet... Maan is so mean instead of praising her he was teasing her😡... she did just the best thing by flattening his tyre😈... but you know what she should have also spilled water all over his seat😈... he so deserved it... yes I agree I am biased😆... I love Geet more... 😆

Had hai yaar ek tyre bhi khud nahi change kiya jaata... yeh kaam to even I can do... that is a diff thing I took quite some time learning from dad well not coz its tough but I wanted to sleep so I was half sleepy when papa made me lift that goddamn tyre n believe me its not that light neither is it easy to roll ... these are the things which make me thank god papa is in Rajasthan now finally I don't have to do weird things for him... 😆

His confession was beautiful😳😍... but I still love Geet more😆

One question before I sleep... ummm... care to tell me why are all FF writers obsessed with cliff-hangers🤔... you know what... u going to write so you know what happens next... it is us your sincere readers who suffer... 😭... but i like cliff- hangers😆 they make me curious... wait did i just write i like cliff hangers... no i dont pata laga with all this mystery already eating my brains you start giving the worse cliff hangers as well... so i dont like cliff hangers😆 why is she scared🤔

ok is brij wanting to marry geet???????????????? for her money???????