A Maaneet Tale
Confession
Present - 2010
I looked at the clock and decided that Muskaan should be put to bed. I had read enough of this diary to her.
"Go to bed, sweetie. It's late"
Muskaan shook her head.
Muskaan: "I want to know how this story ends about you and daddy! Pleaaase? I don't have school tomorrow either" she said, putting on a puppy face; trying to convince me.
"But Muskaan --"
Muskaan: "If you don't read the rest of the story, i'm never talking to you again" she said, suddenly angry.
God, she resembled Maan so much.
I shook my head in disbelief and opened the diary to it's right page again, and continued to read.
20 August 2004
The last three days went by nicely without Sasha in the room. Maan continued on with his work, while I continued on with mine. We were still friends though.
It was 5:50pm and my last work for today was to sort out the files on Maan's shelf in his cabin. I immediately set to work, carrying a ladder in my hands as I opened the door of his cabin with my elbow. Maan looked up at me, smiled; and then went back to work. Actually, I was meant to be home at 1:00pm but Maan decided he needed more help in office so this time, I was meant to be home at 6:00pm everyday.
I put the stool down on the ground, and hopped on; taking out odd files and putting them in their right place on the shelf. I continued doing this until the employee's started to pack up their things and go home.
Maan: "Geet, could you pass me that --"
I turned around to see what he wanted only to somehow lose my footing. I didn't know how this happened, but it did. I was going to fall.
I had closed my eyes tight, prepared for the pain and all but I didn't feel anything. Just someone's solid, hard arms around my legs and my back.
Maan: "You can open your eyes now" he said softly, and I did.
"Your always rescuing me" I said, admiring his eyes.
Maan: "I know, funny isn't it?" he said, a small smile on his face. He let me down, so the ground was beneath my feet again.
"Is it okay if I go home now?" I asked
Present - 2010
"Okay, that's all i'm reading for now. Time for you to go to sleep" I said and when she didn't pay any heed, I carried her to her bed and tucked her inside. Muskaan was angry at me again but closed her eyes anyway.
The reason I decided to suddenly end it there was because the scene in the story was... Not suitable for her age. I didn't want to read things to my daughter that she shouldn't be reading.
I switched off the lamp and made my way to my bedroom. I climbed into my bed and opened my diary again, deciding to read myself to sleep with mine and Maan's memories.
20 August 2004
Maan nodded and I turned around and started to walk towards the exit when I felt my veil slither down my neck. I turned around and realized that the corner of my veil was stuck on his watch.
Maan just stood there, his eyes travelling from his watch, to my veil, and then resting on my almost bare neck. His twinkling eyes then travelled from my bare neck to slowly down to my toes and then back up again. It was like he was ripping my kameez open with his laser eyes. I looked down to check if I really wasn't exposed and thankfully wasn't.
He held my veil in his hand for a second before tugging it off me, his eyes fixed into mine during the process. A small smirk was on his face as he expertly unattached the corner of my veil from his watch. I expected him to give my dubatta back but he held it in his hands, staring at me with those twinkling eyes which meant he was being naughty again.
"Give it back" I ordered
Maan: "Ordering me now? Come and get it" he said and held it out for me to take. I walked up to him and was about to take my veil off him when he held it up, out of my reach.
"What are you doing?" I said and reached up to get it, but Maan being so tall and me being so small; I wasn't able to reach for it.
I tried jumping and the veil was just in my reach when he hid it behind his back.
"Come on, Maan. Just --" I reached behind him and tried to pry his fingers off the cloth, so it was kind of like we were in a semi hug.
Maan put his hands on my waist and then gently pushed me so I ended up leaning on the table. Maan tossed the thing in his hands away so I was left unsuccessful in getting my veil back. He trapped me by putting both his hands on each side of me.
"What are you doing?"
Maan: "We haven't spoken properly since the past three days" he said, beautiful brown eyes seeping into mine. His perfume was making this scene even more intimate than it actually was.
"Y-Yeah, w-we haven't" I said and swallowed, immediataly wishing I hadn't since my mouth had gone dry.
Maan moved his body closer to mine.
Maan: "I love it when you stutter" he whispered into my ear
Suddenly, the room temperature had gone up.
I couldn't take this anymore. I grabbed his collar and smashed my lips onto his, closing my eyes in relief and pleasure. He was like a drug I was craving for, and finally I had got it.
Maan didn't move away or push me away. Instead, his hands had found my waist and he was shifting himself closer. I wrapped my legs around his waist and let him explore every centimetre of my mouth with his tongue.
As we kissed, I hid one of my hands in his hair and used my other hand to untie his tie and fling it away. I unbuttoned his buttons and felt his hard chest.
God, he was just amazing.
Finally, we broke the kiss; both of us breathless. His lips then moved to my neck, trailing kisses down my neck to my collarbone. I arched my back, wanting more of him.
The man threw everything on the table to the ground with one swipe of his hand and pulled me further up on the table so I was lying beneath him.
His hands went under my kameez but I stopped him.
"Someone will come"
Maan: "Who cares? It's just me and you right now in this building" he whispered
He took his shirt off and flung it away, dazzling me with his perfect torso. He pinned my hands against the table and kissed me. This time it was so gentle, it took my breath away.
"We can't get carried away" I managed to say between heavy breaths. I didn't want to stop, but I knew we had to.
Maan: "Your right" he said, also breathing heavily. He lied down next to me, holding my hand.
Maan: "You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen" he said after a while.
"You are the most sexiest man in the planet" I replied
Maan: "Well, they don't call me Prince for nothing" he smirked
Then I went on top of him, my hands resting on his chest. He pulled on my hairband and unravelled my braid.
Maan: "Leave your hair down. I like it that way" he said
"Okay. For you I will" I said and kissed him, sealing the promise.
Precap: The story of present
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