MG FF- ABHI NAHIN AANA THREAD 3 - Page 36

"just don't be like that okay...", she warned, trying hard not to smile. Sasha knew..in fact every one knew that the MSK and Geet Handa were together... the whole media knew..the whole world knew by now.

"I want you...and I will be waiting. Be before 8 and we'll leave together.."

"am not coming...", she bit back, checking the time.

"well then miss Geet handa...don't come to me screaming that I rejected your calls."

Ohh she hated that damn attitude of his. She could never take her ego being crushed.

"just know what hotshot..I hate you.."

"yeah I know you do babe... now hurry up, will ya?"

She sighed and kept the files away. It was already 6 and she had to hurry up. She sat back on her chair, closing the files. She was now the chairman of her company. Her dad had recently stepped down owing to his health conditions and declared her the heir to all his wealth. Many people were against it...she was too young to be the chairman with practically no real world experience. But she knew how things worked...she knew how shrewd she was...and she'd never let her father down. Just then nisha called informing her that Mohinder was not feeling too good and that she must go alone.

"Chachi... could you please call the doctor?"

"umm... its nothing serious Geet..he is just feeling a little tired. But still I will get the doctor to check. Parkati... don't stress too much. Enjoy your party with maan. We will take care of bhaisahab."

"umm...", she knew she could count on nisha. she was very careful with everything. She smiled being assured and ran to her car. Maan must be waiting...it was only 7 and she knew he'd be waiting for her. she asked Sasha to finish up the remaining things and drove away. She just didn't even need to know if he was there...she just barged in and hugged him from the back.

He stiffened a bit for a while seeing her so early but then he just pulled her to his front and kissed her hungrily. his tongue flicked at her entrance..while she opened her mouth for him, allowing him to devour her like a man possessed. She laughed, feeling his desperate hands trying to take off her shirt and fell on the couch. He didn't even let her breath. He just unhooked her bra and took those tempting curved into his warm sexy mouth, eliciting a moan from her.

"maan...", she moaned feeling his sharp bite over her buds. Her fingers reached into his hair, almost pulling them out. He didn't even reply. His hands had already found their way into her jeans. He rolled his tongue round her softness, making her ticklish.

"maan...stop..", she giggled, "we'll be late...ahh...not now.."

"shut up... ", he managed to moan out, getting back to her lips. She kissed him hard and then pulled his face up, "I need to get ready maan...we don't wanna get late..."

He shot her a glare and kissed her breathless..till she squirmed and cried for air, "tum bahut pareshaan karti ho mujhe..."

[you trouble me so much]

She twisted her lips, "look whose talking..."

His mouth watered seeing those red plump lips twist and turn but he held himself, "just don't do that okay..I might just eat you up."

He got off her and carried her in his arms. She giggled and kissed his on his cheeks naughtily. He gave her a mean look, "you don't wanna get late, do you?"

She eyed him playfully as he put her down on her feet in their bedroom. She knew she had left clothes in his wardrobe...this was their world. No one knew of this place...it just occupied them and their togetherness. She picked up a deep red off shoulder short evening gown till her lower thighs and kept it on the bed. She took a towel and went to the washroom...his gaze following her lustfully all through. She stopped right in front of the washroom and then turned back. He looked so lost in her..and probably knew what he might be thinking now.

"don't you dare think of it..."

"jaan... if you look so tempting under the shower..i just can't help it."

"maan... since when did you like getting late for events? confine your thoughts to your mind as of now..."

"..that means I will get my share at night right?", he winked at her. ohh god...she just couldn't stop her smile. She felt something warm spread across her cheeks and her heart. she shook her head and walked in.

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They finally managed to reach the party somehow...more of a tough time for Geet. he just couldn't keep his hands off her. she had to actually fight with him to just slip into her inners, forget the dress. They walked in with her hands wrapped around his arm proudly. There was a completely silence... seeing them together like this. That attitude..that aura..everything seemed to fit each other so perfectly. People were stunned... there were media taking pictures, asking for interviews, clients and entrepreneurs waiting to speak to them... but they had their own attitude and their own ego. They parted for a while just to meet with their clients and then in the next minute they were together again, standing in a dark corning, with their drinks.

"hey dude...", he felt someone pat his back and turned back. Arjun stood there with a smug smile...not friendly at all. His jaws clenched seeing him there all of a sudden and then his gaze at Geet. he maintained the formality and extended his hands to meet his, "hello..."

"so how has it been with you two?"

Geet didn't even look at him. she would never. But his eyes were on her...that short red dress clinging to her curves...her visible cleavage and those sexily sinful lips... how he wished he could just own her for once. maan noticed that...how could he not when that lecherous ba**** was eyeing his jaan.

"am fine arjun... why are you here?" he was cold and straight with his words. Arjun looked at him and then smiled, "why cant I be here maan? You have messed with the wrong person."

"I just don't care arjun...just stay away from her..."

Geet was nowhere interested in their conversation and she moved ahead to talk to some of her clients.

"why maan? Why her?"

"none of your business... and dare you harm her.."

Arjun smirked, "you actually made me go bankrupt just for this bi***?"

"mind your language.. I will kill anyone who even dares to lay his eyes on her..."

"she is your weakness...isn't she?"

Maan stopped for a while hearing that coldness in Arjun. Of course she wasn't his weakness...was she?

"trust me dude... she is nothing but a bloody wh*** who knows how to get people to do stuffs.."

And the next moment, a hard punch landed right on his face. How dare someone tell about his jaan like this? Arjun probably didn't know who he was messing with. He was seeing him after months...and then hearing stuffs like this...he would never tolerate.

"how dare you?", he roared making heads spin towards them. arjun wiped the blood that oozed out of his lips and smiled, "what wrong did I say maan? You are no saint either... You are with her just for s** and nothing more..."

There were gasps and astonishment everywhere while maan punched him one more time, making him stumble, "you deserve to die you..."

"...you are going to pay for this... and tell that bloody wh*** of yours too... I don't forget and forgive so easily...", arjun cut him in between.

"To hell..." maan was boiling in anger...how dare he?? In his rage he never saw his surroundings...or even at Geet who seemed totally uninterested with whatever was going on around. She ignored the whole thing and walked towards the other corner with her drink. She could just care less. People used words even harsher than this... and she was very well incorporated into this system. She didn't even know how much maan hit that guy...or who stopped them or what happened. She was simply not interested. All she knew was she pulled her close to him and walked out. She could feel his anger in his hold and the rising speed of the car. She didn't even understand the reason behind maan's anger. For god's sake people were bitching about her...not him!! he just shouldn't bother. She was surprised to see him drag her into the farmhouse and push her on the couch. He was in no mood to listen to anything. Arjun's words rang in his mind...making him go insane with rage. Frustrated, he just walked into their bedroom, leaving her all alone.

She looked at him, moving away angrily and sat there quietly. According to her, maan was getting worried unnecessarily. If you do something, people will have something to say..and even if you don't do anything, even then people will have something to say. She sighed and walked up the stairs. She saw him stand by the bed with his shirt buttons open. He still seemed mad about the whole thing. She took a deep breath in and closed the door behind.

He turned back with that sound of the door and saw her so unaffected by the whole thing. She was calm...she was composed and she seemed unaffected. He wondered if she even knew what arjun was speaking about her.

She took slow steps towards him. she took one step and dropped her earrings on the floor. She took another and dropped her bracelet. One more step and she pulled down her zip and rolled out the dress off her. she still continued to move towards him with slow deliberate step watching his expressions. He was getting affected...it was clearly visible on his face. His muscles tensed as she unhooked her bra and dropped it down. His entire body stiffened with that tempting beauty in front of her..as the line between his anger and sanity blurred. His entire focus went to those luscious lips that invited him to devour them..her soft ample br***** that pulled him towards her with a super magnetic pull...

He gulped hard realizing her effect on him down below. Her fingers reached to her panty line and he just couldn't take it anymore. He strode across the few steps that were left between them and kissed her madly, lifting her up. Her hands deftly pushed away his shirt that was just dangling down his shoulder. Their tongues met in a fierce battle, darting out to taste each other.

He pushed her on to the bed and came on top of her...their lips merely touching when he stopped and looked at her lovingly, "am sorry jaan..."

"ummhh..", she broke out of the spell hearing that. her eyes met his and that left her surprised. There was a poor of sorrow and agony in them...she wondered what was it for..

"that Arjun...", he just couldn't continue. The burden of not being able to save his love from such harsh words hung heavy upon his shoulder "am sorry love..."

She was surprised to see him getting so emotional with that thing.. she just shook her head and pulled him in to a deep wet kiss.

Nisha and Ana rushed out with the ambulance in a haste. Mohinder just got a massive heart attack that scared them out of their lives. The doctors tried to get his breaths under control while the ambulance took off to the hospital. Ana held her dad's hand while nisha called Geet to inform her. it was already going to be 00:30am.

She moaned with the feel f his tongue between her valley, tasting every inch of her honey sweet skin. Her fingers entwined with his hair while he licked every bit of her skin, making her writhe under him. his fingers dared to delve deeper into her as she hit her climax with just that itself. She screamed with each of his kiss that seemed to love her to the core.

Her phone buzzed in her purse which seemed to have been discarded mercilessly on the couch while he had pushed her. nisha was worried sick...geet wasn't taking her calls... she knew Geet would never be able to take such a blow. It was important that she knew of her dad's condition.

He took in that erect pink bud into his warm mouth. Suckling at it, sending tremors down her spine while he thrust himself deeper into her. he groaned in pleasure as her muscles convulsed around him. he loved that warm wetness around him...she was the one who could just make him go insane with an unending desire. She arched her back to yield her softness more to him...while he latched on to those tender buds, finding the pleasure in them.

Nisha didn't know how to look for Geet. as she paced outside the ICU she remembered maan being with her. its been months since they were together and even today she knew Geet must be with maan only. Ana tried to calm her mother who seemed to breakdown with each passing second. With trembling hands, she called maan...the only way to reach Geet as of now.

She came on top of him, pushing him down. She was tried by now... but in no mood to let go of him. he lowered her lips to taste him when his phone buzzed. Maan smiled knowing how much Geet hated being disturbed. He watched her grumble something and make a face... and the next moment he knew she had switched off his phone and thrown somewhere. She didn't even check who was the caller. All she wanted was not to be disturbed. Within no moment...they were ready to hit their climax twice in a row. There was no hesitation... there was no hiding and thats what she loved about them.

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She woke up a little early and watched him smile in his sleep. She rolled over to his side and placed her head on his chest. His hands automatically wrapped around her bare waist as he pulled her closer.

"whats the good news hotshot?"

He yawned lazily as he pushed her on the bed and dipped his head in her hair, nuzzling her shoulder, "umm nothing...just a dream love..!"

"and what was the dream about?"

"umm... umm...it was about..ahh forget it..you won't believe me.."

She clutched his hair tight and pulled his face up making him flinch a bit with the pain, "tell me...", she demanded.

He pecked her lips lovingly and went back to where he had left, "I saw you..."

"and..." she moved her head aside to give him space.

"you were wearing a beautiful red lehenga...you looked like a bride..."

"what??", her eyes widened at his description of her as a bride. She cupped his face and made him look at her, "bride???"

He made a baby face, "see I told you...you won't believe it..."

"nahi nahi... bolo.. why was I dressed as a bride?"

"because you were getting married to m..."

She didn't even let him complete his sentence and laughed, "maan... don't you think you fantasise too much? marriage...and me? Its impossible..."

"then...what is it that you aspire jaan?"

He dipped his tongue deeper into her mouth relishing that sweetness of her. his hands lazily roamed over her body, ready to start all over again.

Nisha and Ana paced restlessly in front of the ICU when the doctors came out. They ran to him asking how mohinder was. The doctors hung their heads and sighed, "we're sorry ma'am.. we tried our best but we couldn't save him!"

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Oh no...

Omg wats tat..she is so cold tat she isnt worried tat they were talking abt her
Its like she is least bothered wat happend n maan he do know wst she thinkd bt still loves her insanely

N now the last blow her dad dief wic will make her so cold tat she may even hate masn nisha n anu for it. Her reaction cant be judged as she is strange wen it comes to such things

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Oh ohhh ... Nice update dear

omg..in their passion geet didnt take the call

feeling really worried for geets reaction...kahi kuch strong decision na ho...maan k sapne adhure na reh jaye...separation bcoz she lost her father bcoz she lost in maans lv...