MG FF- ABHI NAHIN AANA THREAD #2 - Page 48

She saw him stand in front of her. she felt so heavy in her heart. she stood up, feeling those strange things again in her heart and her eyes red with the burn she felt in them. she saw him looking worried and tensed. She ran towards him and hauled herself in his arms, burying her face into his chest.

He was shocked to see her so disturbed today. His suspicions have come true. There was something very wrong. Her abnormal breathing and then her tight hug..everything screamed her state...even her clothing. She wasn't even properly dressed. He had never expected such a reaction from her but he just couldn't see her like this. He held her close to his heart, wanting so badly to kill those who had made her like this.

She didn't even know why she did that. she just couldn't stop herself from running to him and holding him tight the moment she saw him. whatever magic he had cast on her was definitely working. She had felt that caring hug in her room... she wanted to feel that hug again as well. it was so relaxing... so so soothing to her aching heart.

"Geet...", he called out softly, "are you okay?"

She didn't respond. She just held him tight, trying to take in his warmth. He sighed and let her be like that...he was seeing this side of hers for the first time. There were some guys who were continuously staring at her, as he noticed. He felt like breaking their nose for even looking at her. he held himself back and asked her softly, "ghar jaana hain?"

[wanna go home?]

She had by now, relaxed in his arms and shook her head in denial. And there was no way he was letting those guys look at her. he thought for a while... and then it struck him. he walked her to his car and made her sit. She was still quiet and looked lost. He got to the steering and drove off. The drive was completely silent and she just kept looking outside the window. She was a little startled when he took a turn to the outskirts of the city.

"relax... we are going somewhere calm and silent..."

They stopped near a small farmhouse kind of place as she could gather in the darkness. He opened the door for her and led out his hand. She looked around and then at him, knowing well that he wouldn't hurt her. she gave her hand in his as he led her inside. he unlocked the door and led her in. as he switched on the lights, she noticed the decor... so simple yet so warm the house felt. The floors and ceiling her made of expensive timber with a fireplace and a classy staircase leading to the first floor of the single floored house. it was empty but it never looked deserted. It felt as if people were living there. He made her sit on the couch and moved ahead to pull away the curtains from the floor to ceiling high glass window to let the dim moonlight in. She sat there, feeling the warmth, and now slightly feeling better.

She was again brought back to reality with the sound of something. She looked around to seem him placing two mugs of coffee in the table in front. He pulled a chair and sat right in front of her. he took a mug and extended one to her, "this is my very personal space.. I come here when I need peace... or I need to be alone..."

She sipped in her piping hot coffee and listened to him. she was feeling much better now. He never spoke anything fancy or anything out of the world... he spoke some simple words and even that was soothing.

"when did you get back?"

He smiled hearing her speak after so long, "I landed just an hour before I called you...tumne kuch khaya?"

[have you eaten anything?]

She shook her head softly as she sipped in her coffee. He sighed and then his eyes fell on her dress and the way she had been roaming around late night.

"by the way.. tum itni raat in kapdon mein akele kya kar rhi thi.. aur wo bhi ghar se itni dur?"

[by the way... what were you doing so late at night.. all alone, wearing these clothes and away from home?]

"i... just needed some time alone.."

"ohhh.. yeah 00:30 am was the right time to roam around the city like that to stay alone... whats with you Geet?", he was literally shouting at her. gosh... this girl is completely insane. He stopped, seeing her quiet. He took a deep breath in... and realized not to probe her about anything right now.

"tum yahin baitho... mein kuch khane ko lekar aata hun..."

[be here... I will go get something to eat...]

He turned to leave when her cute voice stopped him, almost making him smile, "tumhe khana banana aata hain?"

[you know how to cook?]

This was the first ever sweetest thing he had heard from her mouth except gaalis and swear words. He smiled and turned back, seeing her all amused, "kyun tumhe nahi aata?"

[why.. you don't know?]

She twisted her lips, making him pant for air just with that, "umm no ways... Geet handa and cooking?? Gosh... doesn't even suit my image!!!"

He knew she was back... at least she was feeling better now. He laughed and went to the kitchen to make something for her. he came back after a while carrying two bowls of noodles and saw her watching tv. Probably for the first time in her life she was watching a movie. She smiled, seeing the characters react. He felt so glad to see her smiling... he somewhere felt so happy that she was opening up to him. he passed on a bowl to her and joined her. she giggled hearing the funny dialogs and occasionally slurping her noodles.

"its nice...", she complimented without looking away from the screen.

"thanks... this is all what I could make in such a short notice..."

He watched her keenly, slowly nibbling on his noodles while she laughed and giggled... all lost in the movie. They didn't even know when they finished their food or when he joined her in laughing and when he dozed off, giving into the tiredness. She felt her shoulder a little heavy and turned to see him sleeping on it. she smiled a bit, watching her sleep and concentrated on the movie.

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It was going to be two am and Geet was still not back. The watchman worried and went to the mansion to inform Nisha.

"why didn't you stop her?", nisha tried to keep her voice low so as not to wake up anyone.

"ma'am.. I tried but she said she will be back early..."

Nisha was scared to hell now... what was with this girl? She went away without even telling anyone. She sent the watchman away and the first thing she did was to call on her cell. She didn't expect Geet to take a drastic step but she was too scared. It wasn't safe for girls at night and here she went without informing anyone and she didn't even take her car.

Geet was enjoying her movie when she saw her phone blinking. It was Chachi and she guessed she might have found her missing. She watched maan, still asleep. He had taken off his shirt and was in his vest, sleeping peacefully on her shoulder. She moved a bit away, tucking the pillows around him and took the call.

"where are you Geet? tu theek tho hain? Kahan chali gayi bina bataye?", nisha almost cried.

[where are you Geet? are you alright? Where have you gone without telling anyone?]

She looked at a sleeping maan, who had slipped into a more comfortable position. She softly ran her fingers in his hair and smiled, "am fine Chachi please relax... am okay..."

"you better come back now.. wait... stay there and tell me where are you.. I'll get you back..."

She looked at the time.., "relax Chachi.. am fine. Its going to be 3am. I will be back when its brighter..."

Its not that she didn't want to go back home.. it was more of she didn't want to leave this place either. She played with his hair for a while as she convinced nisha to just calm down and go back to sleep. But nisha was adamant, "Geet do you realize how dangerous it is for a girl to stay alone at night?"

"am fine Chachi..trust me.. I will be home all safe and sound. Please relax..."

"no.. I can't relax.. just tell me where are you.."

She thought for a while and spoke up, "am at a friend's place Chachi.. now stop worrying for god's sake!!!"

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He opened his eyes, stretching himself and moved his hand around him, "Geet..."

He yawned and wondered where she went. She had been quite disturbed since last night. he rubbed his eyes and looked around. It was around 5am and he was an early riser. His eyes fell on the early streaks of the dawn entering the room through the huge window. He blinked a couple of times to see clearly and saw her standing in front of the window, looking outside. The sun had not yet risen and chillness filled the air. He kept on watching her for a while... she looked so tiny and petite in front of that huge window that overlooked the forest nearby. They were at a little higher place. He stood up and moved ahead when he stepped on something soft and silky. It was then he noticed it was her stole that he had stepped on. his eyes instinctively went towards her. she stood there motionless, wearing her tracks and her sleeveless top. It ended just above her waist, he noticed. He slowly inched closer, wanting to hold her... it was then he realized her straps were wider even lesser than an inch. He rolled his eyes... she actually dared to venture out in those clothes on her and the way those low lives were staring at her... he could still feel the urge to punch them right on their faces. But currently, his entire concentration was on her. his feelings for her had long been stirred.. and last night, her confiding herself in him was something that made him even more possessive about her... like she just belonged to him, only to him.

He strode across the floor and hugged her from the back, slipping his hands round her waist. She was startled for a while with that sudden contact but relaxed immediately feeling his presence. She relaxed back on him, holding his arms round her waist. He loved that acceptance... he absolutely loved that. he leaned closer and placed a kiss on her neck, "good morning...", he whispered against her skin, setting goose bumps on her.

She smiled, at first feeling ticklish and then the warmth of her lips, 'morning...", she whispered softly. Ohh even that felt sensuous to him. taking his liberty, he bit her earlobe, making her gasp.

"did you sleep well?". he asked, trailing a line of kisses down her neck. She was totally addictive... and her acceptance was just fuelling his desires even more.

"umm...", she could merely squeak out, as she moved her head sideways giving him space. There was again that flare building between them... making them lose their heads. He didn't even feel like stopping... rather moved his lips along the smooth expanse of her skin, making her drowsy with the effect. his hand slid inside her top, tracing imaginary lines on her flat tummy. He could feel her clenching her stomach. he loved her reactions.

She closed her eyes, feeling his touch ignite a sudden fire within her. like she had guessed...this was a drug to her...a slow poison and she had been correct too. She leaned more on him, giving him space while his incessant light kisses turned sensuously deep and wet. She clutched his arms tight, when she felt his hot wet tongue roll over the track of his lips. She had never felt something so tempting before... and so sexy probably.

"maan...", she could just whimper out. Her one word could just make him go crazy. He turned her to face him in a jerk and pushed her onto the cold glass. He leaned over her dangerously, making her gasp... as she just blinked her eyes to hold herself sane. She looked into his eyes directly... indicating that she wasn't running away. He chuckled within and slammed his lips on hers, tasting that fire within her, biting her lips savagely, wildly. She knew this was to come... when she herself had craved for it, there was no stopping now. Her time stood still, while she battled his lips with hers, ferociously.

He just loved to get reactions from her. she wrapped one arm of hers around his shoulder whole the other tried to hold him. his tongue darted out to taste her with fiery delicacy while his hand held hers and slammed it on the glass, holding it firm. She moaned feeling herself limp yet almost falling to the ground but he had held her firm, wrapping his legs around hers.

He felt that satisfaction, when her tongue rolled over his, to take the lead.. as she slowly, erotically bit his lips, trying to snatch the lead.. his hands played around her skin... and naughtily moved up to feel the forbidden. They parted for a while, unable to breath anymore but he was nowhere near stopping. He dipped his face into her hair, wetting her cheek with his kiss and then softly rolling his tongue over it. she clutched him tightly when she felt him cup her curves in his palms and give it a tight squeeze. A scream left her mouth, out and loud, "maan..."

"I love you..."

Her eyes widened hearing that soft whisper in her ears, which seemed to drown in her scream. she was so lost into the feel of it... she didn't even realize if she imagined it or he actually spoke that out. It was just for a fraction of second that his words echoed in her ears and then it was gone. Did she really hear it.. or did she imagine it? she couldn't even think straight with his hands playing naughtily with her curves and his lips trailing their way back to her lips. She was glued to the glass.. unable to move or even breathe... forget thinking. He was lusciously wetting her skin with his kiss and following the trail by his tongue. She was breathing heavily... almost sweating with the extent of her arousal. He smiled, feeling her buds peak up to his thumb, over the thin fabric of her bra. He kissed her deep on her lips before parting away, leaving her panting, almost hanging up from the floor.

He watched her flushed face as she slowly slid his hand down her bosom to her tummy... and lingered over her waist, tracing the line where her tracks started, before pulling himself away. It was just too strong.. more than he could have ever imagined.

"you are extremely delicious sweetheart...", he whispered in her ears, making her ache for that forbidden touch again. she had never imagined it could be this fatal to her... she was feeling this for the first time..yet he knew how to pleasure her so well. this was beyond any words to her...what she felt and what she witnessed. she still held him tight over his vest, trying to gather the whole thing... this was just too much for her. he smiled naughtily and leaned closer, "as much as I hate to let you go sweetheart, your family must be worrying about you. Lets get you home..."

He lifted her up in his arms and walked up the stairs. She held him round his shoulder, resting her head on his chest. She had fallen badly in the trap and she knew it. yet there was this unknown belief in her that she wanted it as well. it was no wrong... she knew it. he kicked open the door of his bedroom.. probably the only bedroom in the whole house and set her on the foot. She looked around, admiring the beauty of the place. He pecked her cheek from behind, "freshen up and come fast... I will drop you..."

He walked away leaving her alone. She took a deep breathe in... and stood in front of the mirror, looking at the reddish marks that he had left on her. she was reminded of the first time she had seen him in the disc that night... boy this was indeed toxic. She splashed water on her face and looked at the mirror again. her lips were totally red by now. She walked down, after cleaning herself. Her skin burned with the touch of water where he had left his claim. She was loving this whole new feel now. She saw him wait for her in the hall, all dressed up neat and clean. There was no awkwardness; no hesitation and nothing uncomfortable... probably both realized what they needed. She took her stole and wrapped it around herself carefully so that those marks hid well behind. He pulled her protectively in his arms and walked out to the car.

Nisha stood by the balcony of her room, that overlooked the main entrance, waiting for Geet. she said she'd get back once it was brighter and now it was 6:30am. The sun was up and Mohinder too. She just wished Geet got back home before mohinder noticed her missing. She had called her up a few times but there was no response. Apparently, Geet had forgotten to put her phone back in general which was somewhere good for her too and later she didn't even bother to check on it. nisha hadn't been able to sleep the whole night.

"Geet... just get back home as soon as possible..."

Just then she saw a car stop right in front of the main gate and what she saw, shocked her beyond her imagination.

Maan stopped in front of the mansion and opened the door for her gracefully. She smiled, keeping her stole intact and came out, holding his hand. He fished his pocket and took out a pair of keys and handed it over to her.

"whats this?"

"umm..spare keys of the farmhouse..."

She wondered why he was giving it to her. like he read her mind. he smiled and held her hands, "just in case you try to run away from home like this again, scaring the hell out of your family, just be here..", he leaned closer to her and whispered, "I will come for you..."

Ohh boy... she was definitely loving this guy now. He said he'd come for her. she actually felt the queen of the world.. oops I mean 'his' world. She smiled and walked towards the gates. He watched her step in. And the next moment, he saw her running back to him and place a longing kiss on his lips, before walking away again.

He stood their for a while. watching her vanish into the huge mansion, put on his glasses and drove back home to catch on his sleep. She had probably promised herself that she'd never left him sleep. He smiled, recalling the events of the morning and drove away.

Nisha was quite numb to react, seeing them together. Geet said she was with her friend right??? her eyes widened in shock thinking of the unexpected... she knew it wasn't a taboo in their world but it was definitely shocking. She was very protective towards her daughters. She recalled seeing that person somewhere before and remembered seeing him in the market the other day when she had gone out with Geet. it had been a very long time... and then Ana's words echoed in her mind... could it be that he was maan?? And then realization struck!,,,Maan Singh Khurana?? She wanted to know everything about Geet and him now. She walked in to see Geet walking to her room. She quietly followed Geet and watched her curiously.

Geet had never felt this happy before... may be it was togetherness or him caring so much about her... whatever it was, she felt happy. She twirled around a bit and fell on her bed, smiling. She touched her lips feeling that warmth and sighed. If given a chance, she could probably run back to him and feel him all over again.

Nisha sighed seeing that smile on her face... this girl was definitely going to make her mad. She had come to talk but seeing her this glad after whatever happened the previous day, she kept mum and walked back to her room feeling relieved. She stopped to see Ana sleeping so peacefully in her room. She smiled, trying to think something out of the box, "could it be that she is in love?"

She smiled to herself, thinking all possible things and then smacked herself mentally, "Geet and in love? nisha... please stop thinking nonsense and have pity on the boy... but.. umm umm... there could be a possibility right?"

She sighed.. Realizing what she thought. She chided herself for being so silly... of course Geet was going to give him a tough time...she kept her thoughts to herself and walked back to check on mohinder.

Maan entered the mansion quietly and looked around. He smiled at his luck and tried to sneak into his room. The moment he put his foot on the stair, a sharp voice stopped him, "stop right there maan..."

He sighed... knowing very well his mom was super mad at him. he slowly turned back to see her sitting on the couch, looking very angry. He dipped his head, like a child caught stealing and went to sit with her.

"where were you the whole night? you came back after so many days and you don't even bother telling me anything at all..."

"sorry mom... I was just a little held up..."

"can you please explain?", avantika shot back sternly.

He sighed and knew he wont be able to hide it from his mom. He had always shared his deepest feelings to his mom. He went closer and lied on her lap, "I... I think I am in love her mom..."

Avantika smiled and caressed his forehead. But she maintained her stern tone, "finally sir managed to get to the point after touring the whole world."

She was completely sarcastic about it. maan made a face and got up, "fine... be happy with your sarcasm. Am off to catch up with my sleep.."

He ran up the stairs when he heard her ask him, "did you tell her yet maan?"

"yes mom... I did...", he screamed closing the door shut. He breathed in a relieved breath and went to freshen up. He was probably getting insane right now. He took a shower, lost in her feel and slept off without even having his breakfast.

Nisha saw a breathless Mohinder, struggling to get up and get his medicine. She called the maid and ran to help him. the maid came running and both helped him in sitting up and taking his medicine. After almost half an hour, he regained his normal breath as he leaned against his bed rest. Nisha sat beside him as the maid brought his food.

"are you okay bhaisahab?"

"umm... better...", he was even struggling to speak.

"mein tho ek pal ke liye darr hi gayi thi..."

[I was scared for a moment you know..]

Mohinder smiled, "ab iski aadat daal lo nisha... mere baad tumhe hi meri bachiyon ko sambhalna hain..."

[get addicted to it nisha... after me, its you who has to look after my daughters..]

"why do you say such things always?", nisha's voice choked.

He took a deep breath and looked down at the patterns of the bed sheet, "I had never been this rude to Geet...is she mad at me nisha?"

She heard his voice crack, coated with pain. She knew Geet was his favorite child. Nisha tried to calm him, "she is not bhaisahab.. please don't stress yourself..."

"I want her to be strong and understand the value of money...how hard it is to earn and how easy to spend... but I guess there had been a big mistake from my side... it was my selfish need to bring her into all this... but I am scared... I have probably pushed her away from relations..."

Nisha listened to it carefully... and she knew what kind of person Geet was--- so cold and so ruthless. Yet she managed to speak, "no its not like that... you didn't do anything wrong with her... sometimes punishment is required to make the children understand... and Geet tho abhi bachi hain bhaisahab... abhi uska career uske liye important hain but aage chalkar wo zarur apne aap samajh jaayegi..."

[Geet is only a kid bhaisahab... her career is more important now... but she will understand everything eventually]

He looked up at the ceiling while nisha could see tiny droplets of tears in his eyes, "I wanted to see them getting dressed as beautiful brides and carrying their dreams into their new houses...i had imagined my Geet going away with so much love and happiness in her eyes... I have probably made it impossible for myself..."

Nisha tried to compose him... getting over emotional wasn't good for his heart but that day he was inconsolable. It was only when he felt a little pain in his chest, he managed to hold himself and lie down to rest.

Geet woke up around 9am and got dressed up to leave. She walked down in her black pleated formal pants and a checked shirt, carrying her laptop. Her black leather stilettos clicked against the marble floor, making everyone aware of her presence. Nisha saw her looking at her dad with a very cold glare... and mohinder returned the favour with equal intensity as well. and she knew this was Geet handa.

"Geet... finish your breakfast and then go..."

"am getting late Chachi..", she spoke looking at her dad, meaningfully. She turned to one of the servants, "get my car ready..."

And then she stopped being reminded of whatever happened the previous day. The father-daughter cold war was something that made nisha and Ana wonder about their relationship. Geet broke the eye contact first and sat on the couch, away from everyone. She took out her phone and called Sasha, "Sasha.. could you give me a lift today? Yeah.. am at home...umm"

She had a lot to do today... she had to find out a way to come out of this crisis, save her resort and kick that Arjun right on his a** for playing with her. nisha saw her work on her lappy. She looked at mohinder who seemed completely unaffected by her presence and sighed. She took he food on a plate and tried to go near Geet.

"stop nisha...", mohinder spoke out sternly, making Geet look up at the scene. She saw her father glaring at her but continued speaking to nisha, "no one in this house gets special treatment.. jise khana hain wo khud breakfast table pe aayega..."

[whoever wants to eat has to come come to the breakfast table by by himself]

Nisha sighed and looked at Geet sadly, keeping the plate down. Ana knew dad was stricter on Geet but this much... she had never expected. Geet kept her temper in check when she heard the sound of the car. She got up to leave, "bye Chachi... I can take care of myself very well... no need to bother about me.."

Nisha sighed, knowing this was a snide comment for her dad and she was stuck between two arrogant people. She walked to see Sasha waiting for her. she didn't know what to ask her. she had done what mohinder had asked her to... knowing Geet, she wouldn't ask anyone for help. But she was surprised when Geet gave her a call. They drove quietly back to their office while Geet locked herself in her cabin, strictly prohibiting anyone to enter until it was extremely urgent.

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