If he is not willing to change then maybe she will have to change herself. She will forget what the old Geet is like and become a whole new person. She will become like him and show him that money and power is not everything.
Maan looks at Geet from the corner..she seemed to be lost in her thoughts...he grips the steering wheel tightly in his hand with anger..."What is she thinking about?" He smirks..."Maybe she finally see how right I was...no one tells me what to do...she is all mine my property..." (he touches her hand paying attention to her reaction with his touch..she turns her head around and smiles...he lightly squeezes her hand...)
Maan: What are you thinking about?
Geet: nothing just thinking how much has changed in my life...
Maan: of course why wouldn't it change..I made you a queen...you came from nothing but I gave you everything that one would wish only in there dreams but even then their dreams don't get fulfilled...
Geet (bit her tongue in anger listening to him talking about his wealth and the favor he has done for her..."I rather be poor then be with you Mr.Khruana...I hate your wealth, your name and your face..." She looks out the window because she knew if she opens her mouth all the things that she is angry about will come out and she cannot loose this battle without even starting...) Where are we going? (She decided to change the topic for his sake and for her plan)
Maan: home of course...they should be there by now...am sure you are waiting to see Vicky (he squeezes her hand tightly)
Geet: Why wouldn't I? He is your younger brother and on top of it he is sick...
Maan: Don't get too attached to him...he will be going back the minute he is well...he cannot stay here
He parks the car in the driveway...the guards come and open the door for both of them...Maan comes around to the passenger side and carries her inside...she slightly smiles at him as he slowly carried her inside...Dadima was already there...the servants were shocked to see this new side of Maan but Dadima was still angry with him...she notices her foot was bleeding she quickly comes near Geet causing Maan to stop in his tracks
Dadima: Geet what happened to your foot?
Maan: Its a wound Dadima..it will heal eventually (He walks away carrying Geet upstairs...he lies her down on the bed..Geet holds her foot in pain...he takes out the dupatta that was covering her wound...she moves her foot back slightly..) what happened?
Geet: It hurts..
Maan: If you let me take a look at it then maybe I can help you (he pulls her foot toward him examining it...he gets up bringing back the first aid kit...he takes out detol to clean her wound...Geet seeing the detol immediately tries to get up...she moves back holding her foot tightly...Maan looks at her confused...) what happened?
Geet: woh I don't want detol..it will hurt...
Maan looks at the detol in his hand taking briniging back the memories of his past...
After the incident with the allergy..Maan was banned from everything, he was no longer being home schooled nor was allowed to see anyone. His ONLY subject contained being the king..he was under personal training by his father whenever he was home and whenever he was not home...he appointed a guard that kept an eye on him informing his father of his every activity and if he was being a good king so far.
Maan's mom was not allowed to be anywhere near Maan, he rarely saw her even though both live in the same house. He was beginning to forget how she sounds like and the only images that are alive of her was the wedding picture that hung in the hallway of her and his father. He would often stare at it...Dadima was allowed near him but was not allowed to voice her concern..as far as his father was concerned..she has nothing to do with him without his father's permission.
Maan sat on the dining table with anger...he hated his life..he hated everything that was related around him..he wanted to hang out..he wanted to go out, have friends but he was not allowed too..the only time he was allowed to interact with outsiders is if attended business parties with his dad but even then his dad made sure he doesn't do anything that was not up to their status..."status?" He didn't know what that meant..he was only 6 years old...no one was supporting him..no one was here for him not even his Dadima..she was scared...
He looks at the bowl of ice cream that was served in front of him..he smiles with happiness...vanilla ice cream was his favorite...he immediately grabbed the ice cream bowl in his hand to go up to his room. As he was going up..he was stopped by the bodyguard...he tried taking the ice cream bowl from his hand but Maan holds it tighter...
"NO its mine!!" (he yells...)
Raj: Maan let go of the bowl...(He immediately drops the bowl on the floor with fear when he heard his fathers voice. The bowl broke on the floor into tiny pieces..Maan looks at the ice cream covered with glass on the floor with tears..he motions the body guard to leave...) Ice cream is for those that deserve it...you don't deserve ice cream right now...got it!
Maan: yes...
Raj: Okay then come on...(Maan screams in pain when he accidentally steps on the piece of glass...Raj orders the servants to clean up the mess and to call the doctor...Maan laid on the bed surrounded by top doctors for the minor cut...he looks at the detol in doctors hand...he looks at Raj with tears...as soon as the doctor puts the detol on his would he screams...when the doctors left..Raj looks at Maan with anger...) You embarrassed me in front of the doctors
Maan: Am sorry...it was burning
Raj: Be careful next time...or I won't be this nice to you...I will teach you discipline...(he leaves the room)
Maan comes back to reality..he looks at Geet who was sitting at the corner...he leans closer to her holding her foot pulling it harshly toward himself...
Geet: Can you clean it with water...please
Maan looks at her and opens up the detol bottle...he puts some on the cotton...he extends his hand for her to take...he didn't know why..she slowly takes his hand squeezing it as he cleans her wound...Geet was shocked by his sudden niceness...he never did this before...)
"You need to learn how to handle the pain..." (he puts the cotton on top of her wound making her flinch...she puts her hand near her foot trying to remove it...she whimpers...)
"You will gain nothing without going through some pain..understand that Geet! Don't get too happy by me being nice to you...after all I wouldn't want anything happen to the very special thing I own..."
When he was done bandaging her wound..she holds his hand..."Thank you...you are not as ruthless as you appear to be..." He didn't know what to say..he kisses her foreheard making her lie down...he leaves the room in frustration..."what is happening to me? Why was I being so nice to her?" Geet smiles to herself as she laid on the bed...thinking about what tomorrow might bring...
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