She sighs..no matter how hard he tried..he was never able to figure him out..figure his inner thoughts..he has this hard rock wall that don't let anyone come in..not even Dadima...why? What is it that made him like this? She shakes her head.."Why do you care Geet? Its not like you have to live with him...just use him and then run away far away from here like you planned..anything would be better then being with him..."
She slowly gets out of the bed forgetting the cut on her wounds..the minute she sets her foot on the floor she screams in pain. Maan who was passing by the room to go to gym heard her scream. He opens the door to see her trying to get up, he closes the door in anger.
Maan: What are you doing?
Geet: I need to go to the bathroom...I forgot about the cut
Maan: We have so many servants around the house..couldn't you call one of them?
Geet: I forgot...(she looks down and then at him hoping that he would come to help her but he just stood there with anger...) can you help me? I can't do it without you...
Maan: looks like you are good on your own...keep on trying...(he looks at her with amusement..)
Geet: Fine...
She gets up on her one foot trying not to put too much pressure on her bruised leg...she used the bed post to support herself as she hops toward the bathroom...she kept using some kind of items to support herself..as she was getting closer and closer to the bathroom...she gives a victory smirk to Maan but her victory was short lived when she found herself falling down..she sat on the floor holding her leg...Maan comes toward her...she looks up at him
Maan: So what happened now? (he crouches in front of her with a smile...she pouts and looks away) Do you need my help?
Geet: Yes...
Maan: hmm okay but there will be one condition...I don't help anyone..for free that is
Geet: What do you want?
Maan: You will know..(he picks her up carrying her to the bathroom...while going in he closes the door of the bathroom with his foot..she saw that..he makes her stand in the bathroom...putting her hands on the sidebars so that she can balance herself..)
Geet: What...(she stops short when she saw Maan slowly taking his black vest off...this was the first time she was seeing him strip in front of her..his abs came in perfect view...she was looking at his body with great interest..Maan looks at her watching him with a smirk..)
Maan: Like what you see? (Geet turns her head away in embarrassment) Okay so this is my condition...(he comes closer to her...) I will...(he touches her face slowly and very carefully on purpose to see her reaction...she closes her eyes feeling his soft touch...) give you (he slowly takes out her dupatta..) a (he pulls her closely making her look at him) shower...
Geet (looks at him shocked..she was feeling shy for some reason) what..(her mind wasn't working..she didn't expect this side of Maan and plus she could only think about his body..his abs that unknowingly she had her hands on)
Maan: I will give you a shower as per my condition...(he turns the shower on without a warning...Geet screams when the sudden cold water hits her body...she holds on to him for some warmth...he gets in the shower making her stand on his toes as he pushes her against the wall..she opens her eyes to look at him...) So tell me Geet...what made you change? (He removes some of the wet hair from her face that was obscuring his view)
Geet (looks at him..she heard his question but was unable to formulate a proper answer..his touch was making her forget everything...) what
Maan: What made you change?
Geet: woh I uh...(she stops when she felt him open the dori of her suit...she couldn't push him away as her hands were tightly held by him...he nudges for her to continue...) I uhh realized that no matter what you are my husband at the end of the day and I should give you all the rights
Maan (looks at her...) hmmm smart answer..what else...what about my touch? (he kept looking at her while he draws small circles around her waist while his other hand slowly lift the suit exposing her stomach...she flinches when she felt him touch her bare stomach...) Does my touch repulse you? (he squeezes her stomach..) does it make you want to push me away? (she shakes her head no) I want to hear it from your mouth...
Geet: No...I like your touch...(she closes her eyes as soon as she said it...)
Maan: What about me...do you like me?
Geet (looks straight into his eyes) I don't know...
Maan: Why? You like my touch, you like my body..(he presses himself against her..) then why don't you like me?
Geet: I do like you but...(he kisses her harshly after just hearing that..slowly she started responding back to him making him more crazy...she wraps her arms around his neck pulling him closer and closer until there was no room for air between them...he stops kissing when there was lack of air between them...he kisses her neck while removing suit from her shoulder..he wanted to feel her skin...she moans out loud when he presses her curves harshly...)
Maan: You drive me crazy...(that was the last thing he said before picking her up and throwing her on the bed...)
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Two days had passed..Geet foot was healed..she could now properly walk. Vicky was slowly getting better..Geet would spend most of her day with him cracking jokes, making him happy when Maan wasn't here. Her plan with Maan was working well...slowly she was making him believe that she likes him, she could see little bit of changes in him but he still was a dhust dhanav at the end of the day. Its always about him and what he wants...
Vicky: Geet Di (Geet had insisted that he calls her didi since bhabi seemed too old for her...) do I have to go back to school?
Geet (frowns hearing this..she couldn't let him go away..she needed him with her...he became most important person in her life...) I don't know...maybe..but don't worry I will talk to Maan and see what he says
Vicky: Then forget it...he would not listen...he doesn't listen to anyone
Geet: That is not true...
Vicky: Yes it is..he hates me
Geet: No he doesn't...he is just...angry because of his work...you know he might have a lot of work at the office..have you ever thought about that? (he nodes his head no) see think about it...he goes in the morning right at 8 and look at the time right now...its almost 9..and do you see your brother home? (he nodes his head no) that's 13 hours...wouldn't you be angry as well if you have to work for 13 hours straight?
Vicky: i guess
Geet: what if you had to sit through a class for that long? what if the teacher never stops teaching? And on top of it she gives you a lot of homework? Then what? Would you be angry or happy?
Vicky: Angry...I should draw him a picture to cheer him up...
Geet: hmm that is a good idea...I will help you too...
Both grab paper and crayons to draw unaware that Maan was standing out the door hearing everything...he was confused...why was she defending him and making Vicky understand? Does she think I am weak and unable to stand up for myself? I don't need her help or anyone's...
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