-kashish-maaneet ff THREAD 2..link new thread add - Page 60

Geet - umm
Maan - basically it is not financially feasible, he needs to rework the amount.
She knotted her brows
Maan - Shiv is not promising any liquid fund
Geet - if we had it we wouldn't have needed this merger
Maan - I don't have to tell u about the economic stuff.
She sighed
Maan - any potential investor would like to know that ur company stands to lose as much as they will
silence lingered little longer in the room
Geet - how much?
Maan - good 6 figure
Geet - thats too much
Maan - exactly my reason to refuse.
Geet - how do expect us to get that kind of figure
Maan - I really don't care how .. but I can't go ahead with the deal without that
Geet just stared blankly at the coldness.. probably thats why he is so successful in his business, sadly he maintains the same ruthlessness in the personal front too.
she quickly calculated mentally the liquid-able assets the company held
Geet - we will arrange for the 6 figure & get back to u.. bye
he smirked ..seeing her walk out of his cabin door

Geet took the afternoon flight back to dublin. She had the meeting with Shiv. She explained & discussed the details with him & the accounts department, also offered her shares in the company to pump in the cash flow. later in the evening Shiv offered to drive her back home. She thanked & refused. She preferred to keep the personal & professional relation separate.

She went to her house & had her shower.. it was indeed a long day. Traveling to london & back.. then the meeting..ufff..Maan!!! she was feeling really tired. She changed into a pink skirt & a lose shirt of a lighter shade. She put her dinner in the microwave. She lazily sat & ate her dinner .. but she was feeling low.. she didn't feel like eating. She was kind of disturbed. The door bell rang then. No one visited her. She opened & stood frozen to see Maan standing there lost, slightly wet with the drizzle outside.

Her heart was beating erotic rhythm in her chest she snapped out of the thought - come on in
they stood silently her facing the door & he watching her ..only the slight sound of water droplets outside was heard. He cleared his throat, she leaned head on the door & closed her eyes.
She took a deep breath & rubbed her palm on the skirt & turned to face him.Maan couldn't see her face.. he looked every where else but her face. She had expected to meet him.. but not like this in her house in Dublin. He appeared exactly the way he seemed in the morning in his office cold & concealed. She felt uneasy & uncomfortable. She felt she may just throw up wat ever she just ate.. Well here he was standing in front of her.
Geet - aap yanha kya kar rahen ho?

Main yanha kya ar raha hoon???!!!! well that was a good question. The last place he thought he would find himself was in her house. Maan Singh Khurana the control freak... who had every thing as he wished, the way he wanted was here in her house.. totally unlike their Mansion. Every corner just spoke about her, her warmth, her fragrance he could just feel at home here. He looked back at Geet who was still waiting for an answer.
Her wet curls, her wrinkled lose shirt, her pink skirt that fell tell he knees.. she couldn't have looked more beautiful, even if she had tried.
He said it honestly - I don't know.
Had it been someone else he would have come up with an excuse but this was Geet. They were far beyond all that. But he found himself lost in this place... because he was not used to being in place. Territory beyond lame excuses, beyond his control.

He inched closed drawing her into him
Geet - nahi...
he took in her refusal into his mouth kissing her thoroughly. He missed her so much it was eveident with the intensity with which he kissed her. A silent groan ..his hand moved all over her pressing his hardness on he belly. He wondered wat was about wife of his.. she was sexy, smart & his; but how much ever he kissed her had s** with her he just wanted her more. She was exactly opposite to him. She was like sunshine to rain.

Then wat was it about her, he couldn't stop thinking about her. Stop wanting her. He always wanted her like he wanted her for the first time, every time more intense an urge to be in her. Like she possesed him. He wanted her more & more after that. She kissed him back sliding her fingers in his dark hair in the same passion he was filled in with. He thrust his hand between her knees, as he budged her skirt upward. She automatically spread her thighs, gasping as he his fingers met her damp panties. She was always ready for him. As aroused he was, before she could fight back, his hands went to his belt, unbuckling it & quickly getting off just enough to get his access to her.

He kissed her deeply again his breath was hard his heart beating even harder. He wanted to posses her, to bring her to knees the same way she had so effortlessly done to him. He grasped her hips & lifted her. Then entered her in one long stroke not stopping until he was in to the hilt. She let a small hiss out, he thrust again, to get deeper & deep in her.. one hand supporting her hip & the other resting on the wall. Her muscles convulsed around him. He didn't want to follow.. he wanted to feel it all ' as longer as he could.. he was craving for it ever since that night.. this was the only moment he felt whole..joined with her.. felt normal.. .

Brlliant writing👏... edgy scenes... n the boardroom discussion was insightful of the business-mindedness of the Khurana couple!

he just couldn't stay away from her

they need to confess their feelings now and act like a married couple

con't soon!