MG ff:Thirst for revenge 1, link to thrd 2 on pg 1 - Page 16

Originally posted by: blahblablah

Lovely update, this looks very interesting. Is Maan planning to seduce her or trap her? Hmmm... But I'm guessing he'll fall in his own trap.

Author's note: This is a long update and hence i expect long comments. Also, i have to inform you guys that i'm going abroad for the vacations. So i dont know whether i will be able to access the net. Hence you may not get regular updates from tomorrow until for about a month. Rest assured that if i get access to the net i will definetely try updating but if not, kindly bear with me patiently until my return. Love, kathie

Part 2:

Geet and Meera returned to the hostel after a fun filled day.

"Oh no Meera, I left my cell phone in Pinky's handbag. I need to go and get it or else my family will start worrying about me if I don't pick up the phone. I'll be back within half an hour." Geet said picking up her purse and making her way out of the room.

"Geet, its quite dark and it is not safe to go out alone. I'm sure your family would understand that you left your phone with a friend." Meera cautioned her.

"Oh no Meera! You don't know my family." Geet said with a smile. "They would freak out at the thought that I spent the day in an unknown city with three girls and returned to the hostel at night."

"But this is hardly an unknown city for you now. For heavens sake you've lived here for three years now. And I'm sure hey wouldn't have a problem with you going out with girls?" Meera exclaimed incredulously.

"We'll have a discussion on my family after I return with my cell phone. You take rest till then I'm sure you are dead tired after our charade today. I'll make a move now else I may return back late." Saying Geet left..

"Take care Geet!" Meera called out wondering if it would be better if she went after her but deciding against it since Pinky's house was just few blocks away from their hostel.

Geet decided to walk to Pinky's house as it was close by. Suddenly she had an eerie feeling that somebody was following her. She quickly turned around but she couldn't spot anybody. She mentally scolded herself for watching so many horror movies with Pinky and Meera. After about five minutes she reached Pinky's house, collected her cell, chatted with her for a while and resumed her way back to the hostel when she felt that she was watched again. Fear slowly started creeping in and she quickened her steps. Relief swept through her when she saw the hostel gates approaching. She didn't know why but she made a dash for it. Just before entering the gate she turned around again but still did not find anybody. Get decided to let it go thinking it was a fiction of her imagination……………………………….

As soon as the girl entered the hostel, the two detectives who had been following her throughout the day gave a call to their boss and gave him every detail of how she spent her day, her friends her college and other necessary information. Maan dropped the phone and stared at the picture oh his laptop. "Looks like you live alone sweety. Not to worry! I'll come to give you company soon enough!" He once again traced his finger along her angelic features and threw his head back with an evil laugh. Gosh! What was happening to him! One look at the girl's picture had rendered him in this state. What would happen when he actually met her? One thing was for sure, he would have a lot of fun. He traced her lips and smirked as sinful thoughts clouded his mind.

Suddenly he threw the laptop on the floor which crashed the screen into a thousand pieces. "You'll pay for this Handa! And through you, every Handa will pay the price for my father's fate. I'll make your lives such a living hell, that even if you choose to die you cannot. Just watch out for me." He screamed, his eyes red with vengeance……….

One month passed by, with Geet, Meera and Pinky all excited for their graduation. Geet dressed up in a red anarkali suit and just minimal make up with kohl enhancing her hazels while gloss just made her lips more kissable. She combed her soft brown hair and left it open where it rested softly on her back. Pinky and Meera too decided to wear salwar suits for once, since it was the dress code for the graduation day. They reached the college and met up with their other friends proceeding towards the auditorium. Once they settled in their seats, their principle took the mike and began with his formal speech.

"Students, since you are graduating today, I'm sure you would want to step out into the world and earn a name for yourselves. And need I say, that you are a lucky bunch thanks to our chief guest of today, who is every bit an inspiration for the youth to go out there and prove themselves. He started with next to nothing and today he is one of the richest business men in the world. He has expanded his empire far and wide and within a span of ten to twelve years he has emerged as a conquerer. I'm sure we are proud to have such a great personality grace this occasion. He has been abroad for most of his life, but he hasn't forgotten his roots. We among few other colleges in India are fortunate enough. Seeing the talent that our humble college has, he was kind enough to donate a colossal amount towards the welfare of this college and also an opportunity for the under privileged to study via full time scholarship. If I were to speak about this personality, time would not be enough, and I'm sure you are already bored with my speech. So without any further delay let me introduce to you Mr. Maan Singh Khuraana. Please put your hands together for this eminent personality.

Amidst a huge round of applause Maan entered the stage gracefully and stood beside the principal who welcomed him warmly.

Geet noticed that all the female species present in the auditorium let out a silent gasp including herself. Geet could not remove her eyes of him. It was like all the male leads of her favorite mills and boons shook hands to enter the man who was standing on the stage. The way he waked towards the stage, Geet couldn't help noticing how his powerful body carried him. He turned towards the audience and gave a polite smile. Geet thought her heart would just pop out after seeing that. Was this man, Maan Singh Khuraana for real?

Meera nudged her and she came out of her thoughts. "What is wrong with you Geet? You seem lost!" Meera whispered with a knowing smile.

Meera was pleasantly surprised to see Geet reacting to a man like that. Geet was never the one to even give a second glance at men, not because she was arrogant, it was just that she was trained in such a way. This was the first time Meera had seen that dreamy look on Geet's face. This was surely one hell of a man, she thought.

Once the formal introduction to all the other guests were over, they began with the prize distribution. A lecturer came forward to announce the name of the students eligible for the Principal's role of honor for securing the highest in their respective branches. As Geet's name was called out everybody around her congratulated her and amidst applauses she went to the stage to collect her certificate. But as she was nearing the stage all hr excitement and happiness was replaced by a nervous ache at the pit of the stomach. She would give anything to not face him. Because she knew that if she went near him she would make a fool out of herself. Geet! Stop acting like a high school kid, she scolded herself and ascended the steps to the stage.

If Maan thought that she looked beautiful in the picture then that was nothing compared to the live image coming towards him. She was so gorgeous that for one moment he forgot everything and just stared at her. He noticed her nervousness as she came towards him. This was definitely going to be fun! He had no doubt about it.

Geet stood in front of him somehow avoiding looking into his eyes. He put the medal around her neck and handed over the certificate to her. Next was the part she was dreading. He extended his hand and she had no choice but to extend hers too and when he said Congratulations in that oh so sexy voice of his Geet looked into his intense eyes while the warmth of his hold spread throughout her body. She quickly thanked him and walked away from the stage willing her crazy heart to stop running a marathon. As soon as she got out of the stage she ran into the washroom trying to calm herself. She knew her skin had developed quite a blush and she could not face anybody, especially Pinky and Meera in this state. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her breathing was uneven and her face was flushed. Babaji! What was happening to her! Just then, Meera and Pinky barged in and congratulated her. Pinky announced that they had to collect their graduation certificates so they better hurry. Luckily for Geet this time it was principal who was distributing the certificates. Soon after, the principal asked the students to proceed towards the hall for the graduation party.

As the students proceeded towards the Maan went towards the other side of the stage and got busy with some phone calls……………….

The party was in full flow and all were besides themselves enjoying, but Geet was sitting at a corner, her eyes busy searching for someone. Oh gosh! What was happening to her? Why was she thinking about Maan Singh Khuraana so much? It is not like she was seeing a good looking male for the first time. Then what was so special about him? She was so bored of this party. Parties were never her cup of tea. She decided to find Meera and Pinky and Go back to the hostel, but they seemed to be enjoying themselves with two young boys whom Geet had never seen in college. She went near Meera to inform her that she was leaving, but Meera just brushed her off by waving her hand while Pinky was busy giggling with the other guy.

Weird, Gee thought as she left the hall, but she couldn't hamper them just because she didn't like parties. She came outside the campus but to her dismay there wasn't a single taxi in the taxi stand. She looked around and decided that if she walked a little further maybe she could get a cab.

She walked a little further when she saw few not so decent looking guys following her. She shook herself from getting weird thoughts and started walking faster. The problem was that her hostel was in the interiors and she was afraid to enter any lane. She started running and they followed pace. With terror she realized that they were actually behind her. By then she had already entered a lonely lane and she did not know where to go. Panic began to overtake her and her legs were not fast enough. She could hear their footsteps right behind her and suddenly she was gripped by many pairs of hands. Leave me, she screamed but it only came out as a shriek because her throat had lost its ability to scream in fear. Tears began to cascade down her eyes as she saw the men looking at her with lust filled eyes. Sobs escaped her as she struggled against them but they only tightened their hold on her and began ripping of her clothes. One thug tore the back of her salwar while the other gripped her hair.

She closed her eyes in horror when she heard a deep voice saying, "Leave the girl!". She opened her eyes slowly to see the man who was constantly in her thoughts, Maan Singh Khuraana.

The thugs just laughed and grabbed her hair more tightly while she screamed in pain. What happened next was beyond her comprehension. The thugs were lying on the ground while Maan was beating the hell out of them. He grabbed her hand and ran while she just followed him dumbly.

They could hear the goons behind them and Maan pulled her behind a tree and hid her with his body. Geet came to her senses and was about to scream when Maan closed her mouth roughly with his hands and pushed himself more into her. "Be quiet!" he whispered while pressing her against the tree.

She looked at him, her hazels filled with fear. He clutched her tightly as if to never let her go. Once the goons voices had diminished Maan whispered, "We'll have to get out of here. Quick".

But Geet could not move. Her clothes were completely torn and she was terribly frightened. She started sobbing when Maan crushed her to himself. She buried herself into him and poured out her sorrow. Once her sobs did down she realized what she was doing and she pulled away from him. "I I ca-n-t mo-move. M-y cl-othe-s a-r-e to-r-n" she said in between hiccups. Maan quickly removed his t-shirt and made her wear it.

"Come on. We have to make a move now." He held her by the waist and took her along with him.

Once they had walked for sometime and they were sure the goons were far behind, they relaxed a little and Geet calmed down. "Thank you for saving me." She smiled at him and Maan felt his harmones stir with her very smile.

"I was just going for my night walk since I stay in a close by hotel when I saw some goons chasing you, and I couldn't let them do that so I had to intervene. Are you alright?" he asked her with concern in his eyes.

"Yeah! I'm fine." Geet replied with a smile.

"In that case we better drop you home, since it is quite late. Tell me your address." Maan asked her.

Geet told him her hostel address. They caught a passing cab and Maan dropped her outside the gate. Now that fear was gone, it was replaced by shyness. She just wished him a good night and quickly entered the hostel.

That was easy, Maan thought on his way back to the hotel. Thanks to his recent stint of watching hindi movies, he had come up with this idea. He had kept a watch on her from the past one month so he was aware of almost everything what she did and what she would not. For instance, he knew she did not like parties because she did not join Meera or Pinky whenever they went partying. So he took a guess that she would be out of the graduation party half way through it. Now tackling Meera and Pinky was a problem, but that did not turn out to be much of a problem since he hired two of his good looking men to sneak into the party, spike their drink and pretend flirting with them so that they would not leave with Geet. And as soon as Geet came out of the hall, his men signaled all the taxi drivers to vacate the area paying them double their fare. The rest was history.

What was not in the plan was, those arse holes tearing off her clothes. Anger filled him as he remembered them touching her. He did not like used stuff. Once he was done with her, he would gladly throw her into their hungry mouths but until he had an interest in her, she was his for the taking. The game had begun. He knew for sure she would be thinking about him after all he had done for her and he couldn't control his evil laughter. The game had indeed begun!