Previously on Pretty Woman
Gaining no response from him on his choice of condoms, she tilted
herself ahead and grabbed his shirt opening the top button up...
All right, let's
get one of these on you. She moaned.
Chapter 4
Maan was taken aback by her advances.
Geet, stop! Stop right now, he commanded in a fierce but powerful whisper.
She
looked up at him and found his eyes glazing with some unknown emotions
but YES, what she could clearly see in those pairs was outright denial.
She backed out immediately cursing herself thinking that she had done
something utterly out of the line again.
Maan judged by her frightened expression that he needed to clarify his actions.
Geet.. I-Why don't we just talk for a little bit, okay? He said while looking deeply in her eyes.
Oh
talk. Yeah... uh... okay. This piece of information definitely calmed
her nerves a bit. She got down from his study table and moved into the
sitting area trying to find a place to settle down and 'talk' with her 'client'.
With extra emphasis
on the last word she was now back to her original peppy self.
Maan
smiled within wondering ''Her demeanour changes faster than the stock
market'. Seeing him silent, she prodded him again...
'Maan'!Business, I think.Business, you think. She turned to him from her 'place hunting' mission and gave her a questioning look.
Well...
let me guess. By now she had found a perfect place to settle down.
Siiting on a carpetted staircase a couple meters away from his table she
cajoled. '
That would make you...umm..a lawyer.'
A lawyer!. He raised a brow amused.
What makes you think I'm a lawyer?
Mm-hmm.You've
got that, um...sharp, useless look about you, she completed with a
naughty smile which had an air of innocence to it.
I bet you've known a lot of lawyers. He made a casual remark.
I've known a lot of everybody. She stated as a matter of fact. Before she could add anymore, the doorbell to his room rang.
The
sound struck a chilling terror in her body. The only thing they needed
to fear in this profession was psycho clients and police raids. What if it was a raid? She thought horrified.
She looked at Maan and barely managed to utter '
Who...umm...What... is that?'
Maan was perplexed as to why she was so frightened all of a sudden. He replied puzzled
Champagne, remember.!
Ah,
Oh! Well. She heaved a sigh of relief. As Maan was about to rise to
attend to the door, she promptly interjected,
'Lemme be of of any help.
I will get it'.She opened the door oblivious to her 'almost naked' form.
'Good evening'. The bellboy uttered getting completely bowled by the unexpected guest. Uh, where would you like it?
Where would we like it? Asked Geet turning to Maan whose eyes were flaring with pure rage.
Over the bar., he growled with so much ferocity that both geet and the bell boy shivered.
The bell boy quickly complied. It'll be on your bill, Mr. Khurana. Fidgeting nervously, he said 'Thank you'.. umm.
Maan understood what he was trying to imply.
Here you go. Maan handed him over a bunch of green bundles as tip giving him a death glare.
'Thats
so kind of you'. He quickly made his way out giving them their privacy.
Maan locked the door and turned to her, glaring, with his arms folded across his
chest. She squirmed nervously wondering what next. When he did not utter
a word, getting intimidated by the heavy silence in the room, she meekly
asked
You mind if I take my boots off? finding no other thing to say.
Not at all, muttering, Maan moved to the champagne that was the root of his anger.
Geet
prodded him again while unzipping her boots,
So, do you have a wife? Girlfriend? Maan smiled to himself The
only thing that was impossible for her in this world was to keep quiet
for more than two minutes. And here she goes again.'
I have both. He uttered maintaining his stern expression, not to give away the fact that she had melted his anger with her silly antics.
Where are they? Shopping together? She grinned foolishly.
He
struggled to find the right words.
Well my ex-wife... is now in Long
Island...in my ex-home...with my ex-dog. And...My ex-girlfriend,
Sameera, is in New York...moving out of my apartment even as we speak. Geet didn't what to say next. She unknowingly had touched his sour spot.
Maan spoke this time trying to break the silence that had grown thick with his last answer.
Strawberries?.
Why? She asked with apprehension.
It brings out the flavor in the champagne, Maan gave her a comforting smile while forwarding her the bowl
Oh,
groovy!!! Pretty good. She moaned while taking it with a sip of
champagne. She noticed that Maan was only turning the glass and hadn't
had a single sip uptil now.
Don't you drink? She asked.
No...was just giving you a company....Geet glanced at the clock. It was just fifeteen minutes remaining in the one hour he had rented her for.
Look Mr...
Maan, its Maan. I thought that was your most favorite name in the whole-whole world. He teased.
Right Maan! Annoyed she spoke further... I- I appreciate this whole seduction
scene you've got goin', but let me give you a tip: I'm a sure thing,
okay? You dont need to try it as if its your nupital night with your newly wed wife.. Pausing for a
while to fathom his reaction and not getting any she sighed and continued Look, I'm on an
hourly rate. So could we just move it along?
Maan
gazed her intently for a while and answered Somehow I'm sensing that
this time problem is a major issue with you. So why don't we just get through that right now?
Great, let's get started!!! She sprang to her feet, to finish what she has to.
How much for the entire night? Maan dropped the sudden bomb.
What? Pardon!!! Geet could not believe what she just heard.
Entire night. Stay here. How much? Maan repeated in a calm tone.
You couldn't afford it. Geet refuted acting like a snob.
Try me, Maan smiled loving the effect he had on her.
She thought for a while. She needed $100 to pay the rent and another $200 to free Meera out of Carlos's grip.
.$300.
He may be rich but in no way he is going to pay that much for a just few more
hours. He even found $100 rate unreasonable, haina. He would just let me
go, right babaji. She cutely cribbed to herself, looking at the sky.
Though
he could not clearly make out her mumblings,Maan was amused with her
child like antics. Done.Thank you.Now we can relax. He replied as soon
as she got free from her talks with the sky.
Uhh okay. Umm..I'll be out in just a minute.That champagne kind of got to me. She spoke something totally unrelated.
I didn't hear you. What did you say? Maan asked confused.
Uh...I said I'd be out in just a minute. I got to use your bathroom.
Oh! Fine... Go ahead...to the right.
She
smiled gratefully and moved to the direction Maan showed for the
rest-room. Though Maan had hardly known her for an hour, he could tell
she was hiding something by the way she didn't meet his eyes and spoke a
bit sheepishly when asking about the rest room.
He
decided to follow her in there. To his surprise she hadn't bolted the
door. Or may be she was too dumb to understand the modern, state of the
art door knobs. He himself could not understand those novel knobs and
taps ideas sometime. He made his way inside unannounced startling her.
She immediately turned around facing him and hid something behing her back.
What is- What do you have in your hand there? Maan directly jumped to his interrogations.
What are you hiding? He increased the pitch of his voice.
Uhh..Nothing. She trembled beneath his gaze.
Ahh..What
the hell was I thinking before bringing someone like you in this
establishment. Why I couldn't I see you were a junkie. What else could have
been expected out of your types, roaming at the Blue Banana Bar, selling
yourself out, hour after hour, so as to snort some weed and do substance
abuse. Filth. I do not want any drugs here.. I don't want any of this.
So get your things and your money and get the fuc* out RIGHT NOW!!! He barked..
She
quivered with his outburst, feeling totally vulnerable, she looked back
at
him in complete disbelief. Maan who till now thought he knew her eyes
pretty well found him self in rude shock as the beautiful, almond
shaped, doe that always smiled, now drooped low and were filled with
wetness.
The thin film of water that grew until a drop rolled out of her long
eyelashes, smudging her mascara felt like a stab in his heart. He simply
could not understand what was happening around him and why. Why was
he so affected? No body's tears have ever affected him, be it Pari's who
tried to beg her way back in his life for months after he discovered
her infidelity or of those innumerous people's wailing in front of
his office every other day for some mercy when he ruthlessly acquires
their life longs hard earned properties with his evil business mind. So
why did he feel a tug at his heart today with her mere one drop of tear,
when clearly she
was the one manipulating him here.
Her one blink brought him out of his revrie. He gnarled at her again.
I
don't do drugs. I never did...she barely managed to whisper under his
un-nerving gaze and sobbed. Had he not been looking at her so intently,
he probably wouldn't have even herad it.
Maan felt a
relief washing over him with her one simple sentence. For reasons
unknown to him, he believed she wouldn't lie to him. But still not
believing his guts, he prodded her further with the same spite in his
voice.
So you don't do drugs, all right? Then what is
this? What is this in your hand? Without giving her a chance to explain,
he charged towards her trapping her lithe body between the slab and his
own chiselled one. His sculpted arms snaked around her bare waist, arising a tingling sensation in both of them.
With her upper body glued completely to him, Maan could swear on God that
$100 dollars for exploiting this was way too less. Her one touch, even
when fully clothed, was enough to make a person burn in the painful agony
of desire. Same was the situation with Geet. His closeness filled her
nostrils with the divine manly smell of his cologne. The mixed sensation
of the dual assault of his scent and hands had literally transferred
her to some other land, completely forgetting the humiliation he
subjected her to just moments back.
As his
hands grabbed hers behind her hips, his mind was back to what he
was doing at the first place. Quickly reaching out for what she was hiding in
her hand, he harshly snatched it and pushed her away, cruelly bringing
her back to reality.
With a sinister smile, Maan
looked at her with pure evil dancing in his eyes and brought forward
what he had snatched from her in level of their eyes.
This is...umm...DENTAL FLOSS. Dumbfounded he looked at her for an explanation.
Yeah?
So? She whined nervously. I had all those strawberry seeds in my gums.
How am I supposed to charge you $300 when my mouth is a mess and would
probably stink at the time of ummm...work. She added meekly.
Maan
slapped his forhead wondering what she is made up of. She is a pros****
but she wont utter the word 's*x' and call it work... moreover she
wants to perfect 'it' because she is over charging. 'Piece h poori ki
poori' He turned to her and spoke Oh Geet!! I am so sorry. Without realizing he just
uttered a sorry, something he had never done until now, he looked at her
concerned and added Please continue. And yeah, you dont need need to
go. The deal is still on. I misunderstood.
Beggars
can't be choosers Sir... he gave her a frustrated look..sorry Maan. I
need the money. I have to stay even if I dont want to. She looked away
hiding the hurt his previous words had caused her.
Are you gonna watch me floss? She continued when he didn't say anything or moved.
No, I'm going.
She turned back to the mirror returning to where she had stopped. Maan hadn't moved an inch from his place. You're watching!!. She whined.
I'm going. It's just that, uh, very few people surprise me. And you sure are one of them.
Yeah, well, you're lucky. Most of 'em shock the hell outta me. She spoke with a sombre expression.
Not
knowing what to say to her further, Maan left her alone to finish her
business. This close encounter actually made him anticipate what this
night would hold for him.
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Hey everyone😊
I
think I am going to stop over here only. I really wanted to include
their togetherness in this chapter as I mentioned in chapter 3.😭 But then again
it was getting bit too long. I prefer to keep my updates between
2000-3000 words...neither too short nor too long.This building of plot is also necessary in my point of
view. Never mind. I really want to do justice with each and every part
of the story and build the plot at a relaxed pace.😊
So bear with me, Maaneet' s first time
has to be special!!! I am typing that as well so expect chapter 5 soon
as well...provided IF allows me to post an update. They have a set of
irritating rules for the newbies.
And somebody mentioned something about Daily Update Thread on my FF. Since I
am a first time writer, I dont know much about it. So someone please
explain that bit as well.😳
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