new SS: Forbidden Love part 11 updated on 7/12 - Page 50

Awesome OS. I really loved it. Eagerly waiting for the next update.

Originally posted by: craziekudi

binduechi.. comeon.. update cheyyu pleaseee

Originally posted by: bangalores

actually i was into that from morning...but what to do gets interrupted as it is sunday and all the boys r at home... just now like a sweet life cut my hubby's hands and legs...ooops😆 hand nails and toe nails... now it is maggi noodles break with the kids

PART 7

8. Rearrangements

He found that he enjoyed the nightly swim that he had taken up just to show off to certain some one who went 'ga ga' over the physique of a movie star. In fact he found it so relaxing that it now became a routine. The activity had another advantage too, it helped him escape from taking in the essence of her that in the restroom after her shower. That was becoming so increasingly difficult feeling her presence that lingered in the confines of the rest room giving him such tormenting images of her in the shower, wondering if they had put the shower cubicle to use while they were a couple...

A slight movement at the window overlooking the pool drew his attention. The certain some one was watching...good! Now he had the satisfaction of knowing that he was not the only one to be affected by the strange illness of trying to keep her within his sight. Lately he found himself remembering their times together, smiling at her silly antics or feeling proud of the way she handled things...it was almost as if he was ... no he was not falling under her spell again...

If he took a stroll down the corridor occasionally since she shifted her cabin, it was just to ensure that she was managing the work without any mess ups. Same was the reason he called her into her cabin to discuss even the smallest detail...after all just because she had taken up bulk of the responsibility for the Tandon project didn't mean she should work unsupervised. As the MD it was his duty to check on the progress and the quality of work that was done by KC. Yes that was the reason for his interest in Geet at the office, he pacified himself. Yet he was extremely pleased that Geet watched him, he smirked.

He took a quick shower at the shower stall near the pool before walking towards the room. Geet hadn't made her wish today. Wondered what it was going to be...though he had said he would give her a wish per day, she insisted that there need not be any such rule, an couple of them a week would keep her happy. Her wishes were mostly simple enjoyments and amounted to spending some time together. Yet he got this feeling that granting her the promise was a foolish act on his part. It was like these wishes were pushing him closer towards her, giving him insight into her, forcing him to accept her merits, making him wonder at the what might have been...it was true at times a kind of dejavue struck...

She was sitting on the bed and looked at him walking in. they were in a kind of truce now-a days...yet she could feel a kind of tension, like she was sitting on top of a bubble that was ready to burst. A feeling of restlessness gripped her, even if they did spent more time together. She could feel him drawn towards her abate slowly...but how long will this last...how long will he accept Daadi's drama of illness? What will he do when he learns that Daadi tricked him, and that too she was in league with Daadi. Man never liked falsehood or lies. He didn't like to be forced...yet she was planning on doing the same. Forcing him to accept her, accept her as his wife. No this was mere manipulation, something that he too did as a businessman.

His hair was wet from his shower after the swim. His graceful strides never seized to capture her attention, be it fully clothed or like now in the track pants with the towel slung around his neck. She could feel her pulse raising at the sight of him, she was always so proud of his perfect figure without an inch of spare flesh. Her hands itched to run over those smooth planes as it used it to do earlier. Then she wouldn't have hesitated to creep behind him and hug him from the back, while he chose a T to go with his track. She would have pressed her face to his back, which would be cold from the swim. She would stand on her tiptoe to bite his ear gently and make her hands walk up his body. That would be enough to make him pull her into his arms...

These past days were difficult, being so near him yet no distant. However much she tried to project an aloof appearance, their times together made her dream again...it was like recapturing a few of the memories. But with it came the craving too...how the foolish heart wished that everything was back to how it was in the past, how it wished to be back in his arms for real, not just as an act to make Daadi happy...how her body craved for his caresses, the warmth of his comfort...how her soul missed it's counterpart!!

She was so used to sleeping in his arms, her head pillowed on his shoulder, her hand upon his heart feeling it's steady beat, her body pressed to his and her leg thrown over his in abandon. Now sleep took a long time in coming, she would lie still pretending to sleep while listening to his restless movements on the couch. She had tried to make him take the bed after a couple of days, but Maan Singh Khurana toh Maan Singh Khurana hei, he refused to budge from the couch.

He sneezed drawing her attention back to the present. She watched him as he made a show of deliberately ignoring her. Was he still ruffled about the prank she played on him?

Daadi had noticed that Geet was no longer wearing the engagement ring and asked about it.

"Oh! I gave it back to Maan." Geet bit her tongue when she realized what she had blurted out.

"Gave it back? But why?"

Geet felt Maan's warning eyes on her. so she looked at him and gave him the full impact of her charming and moony smile. "Woh Daadi, Maan wanted to complement the ring with a necklace and earring. And also bangles...so I can have a complete set. Hain na, Maan?"

"Haan Daadi," Maan narrowed his eyes, "it is with the jeweler."

"It's okay then".

"But tell him to hurry up, Maan." Geet's voice turned sad. "My hand looks so odd without the symbol of our love!" she held out her hand in front of her with a forlorn expression.

"Don't worry darling. I will ask them to hurry." He grabbed her hand and kissed it , but she cudn't miss the unnecessary pressure of his grip that was meant to pain. He then took their joined hands under the table, refusing to let go when tried to tug it free. He just increased the pressure of his grip, making her wince. With a smirk he continued with his dinner, forcing Geet to eat with her other hand. Daadi noticed the difficulty Geet was having about taking her food and said, "Maan beta, let Geet have her food."

"Of course Daadi. Geet why are you not eating?" he asked innocently.

"She will , if you let go of her hand." Daadi patted his cheek with a smile. "I see you are back with your old prank of holding Geet's hand and not letting her have her food properly!"

That surprised Maan to let go of her hand.

"Mahi! Do you know what time of the night it is in India?"

...

"Yeah I know you just messaged...but you knew I would call once I saw your message, badmash. Now tell me the news...!"

"..."

"Really? When?" she saw Maan's glare and mouthed "sorry"

"Just a moment, Mahi..." as she moved away into the balcony, making it impossible for him to hear her words clearly. Her excited laughter irritated him to no end. He moved to and fro in the room in the guise of taking the blanket or the pillow, or to have a glass of water. Geet was chatting away, leaning on the pillar in the balcony, completely comfortable talking to a guy on the phone so late at night! He couldn't just accept that, now could he? Then he saw her moving towards the room and quickly settled himself on the couch and pulled the blanket over him as if he was already asleep.

" Bye...see you in a day! Don't forget about the present you promised!" she put the phone away with a sigh, which made Maan fume. The audacity of the woman, flirting with a guy when he was there right in front of her! He heard her movements as she settled herself on the bed, his bed! Then heard her whispered "Good night, Maan" probably to his photo, he thought. Another sigh, this time probably looking at him. he lay still , not wanting to give her the pleasure of knowing that he was awake and tuned in to her. but then ruined everything by a sneeze, then another followed and another. By the end of the third one, Geet was by his side.

He lay still but she just pulled at the blanket and said, "Maan, I know you can't be sleeping." He turned to glare at her. she sighed again. "Go sleep on the bed. I'll sleep here."

He just pulled the blanket back and turned away from her, not trusting himself to speak. She just forced him back to face her again, "my wish!" she claimed. He just pushed himself up a bit to lean on the hand rest and shook his head in negative.

"Okay then I'm going to tell Daadi."

She threatened. Maan glared and again shook his head. He knew she wouldn't tell Daadi anything, because she loved her.

"All right...if you are going to keep sulking..." she turned and started to move towards the door. Then paused, "don't tell me I didn't warn you.."

He caught her hand and pulled her back, making her fall on him. Her face was so close to his that he could feel her breath on his lips. Her open hair swayed forward brushing his jaws, enticing him with its mild fragrance. Desire flashed thru him, his eyes dropping to her parted lips. Her eyes widened, realizing his intent in his eyes. He lifted his hand to thread it thru her hair to pull her closer and her eyes closed in surrender. A smile of anticipation tilted her lips and he was reminded of her smile when she talked to 'Mahi'. He stilled making Geet open her eyes. The confusion in her eyes pleased him, so did his ability to not give in to temptation. He smirked before removing his hands from her hair and pushed her away from him.

"Sorry Geet," he taunted, "I'm not falling into your trap."

Did the words hint at something? She gasped at his supposed implication that she was trying to seduce him. Wasn't he the one who pulled her which had made her fall? She stood up and stared at him with her hands on her hips, a perfect battle stand. "Are you accusing me of something again?"

"What am I supposed to accuse you of now?" he asked innocently, "Other than saying that I don't believe you when you say you will tell Daadi?" he was fully aware of the impact his words would have, of course he had meant that he wouldn't be caught in her charm again, but he was never going to admit to it when he was able to sent the message perfectly without another confrontation. Why should he provide her with the information that he was affected by her nearness, that he desired her?

"I'm fully aware of the workings of your mind, Mr. Maan Singh Khurana. It wasn't just an empty praise that makes Daadi and others say we were perfect couples. Like you used know my thoughts even before they were uttered, I can read you. I have been close to you long enough to interpret the hidden meaning in your 'oh so innocent words and much too innocent expression! Well?"

"Well, what?"

"Didn't you just say I was deliberately trying to get close to you? that I was trying to seduce you?"

"As if.."he said with a raised eyebrow.

Still in the denial mode are we? Geet thought. Okay then let me see you escape this. Maan didn't trust the thoughts that were flickering in her eyes nor the triumphant glitter in them. Something was cooking behind those beautiful eyes. He didn't have to wait long to find out.

"So being near me does not affect you at all?" she leaned closer her lips almost touching his. He could feel the vibration of her words on his lips. "You don't wish to take me in your arms and kiss me senseless?" Fighting to keep the acceleration of his heart under control, he cleared his throat and declared, "no!"

"All right, then" she straightened oddly making him feel disappointed. Was he expecting her to prove him wrong? He wondered.

"Prove it?" prove what?

"Prove that you are not seduced by my proximity, that you don't desire me. Come to bed and sleep along side me."

"What!"

"of course that is if you dare...I don't have any issue, because of this.." she showed him her mangal sutra "...you are still my husband. So there is nothing wrong in we sharing a bed. But if you are afraid that you can control yourself... then..."

"Maan Singh Khurana is not afraid of anything!"

"Well then, it is settled." She pulled the blanket away from him and carried it towards the bed, hiding her victorious smile. "Here let me help you get settled." She offered arranging the pillows.

Oh! What had he brought upon himself now! Maan got busy calling himself every adjective that meant an ' impulsive fool.'

PART 9

a thousand apologies for the delay😳😳😳...its just that i was feeling a bit dry writing spell and then 'Surrogate' took away whatever creativity was there...hope u will accept the apology and fill the next few pages with ur rebukes, comments and suggestions...will try to keep up to my orginal plan of an update a week...but hey the sleeping arrangement is changed...that shud make u pleased😃