MG SS : LUST OR LOVE (PROLOGUE):DT note pg4

PROLOGUE

"What the f**k do you mean that I am under suspect?" Geet asked loudly, outraged at the scrawny little man looking through her documents. "I'm sorry mam, but I am not at liberty to answer your questions right now. If you will please step inside the interrogation room with me..." he started saying when Geet screamed at him, her angry eyes blazing "I bloody well, will not! Do you think I don't know my rights?" she asked him throwing her long mane of dark chestnut hair over one delicate shoulder.

"Please mam, try and understand...my senior officer will explain the situation to you and Yes, I am sure you know your rights very well. But right now you are on diplomatic grounds and still inside the airport. So please, come with me. Otherwise I will have to get someone to escort you in" he said, clearly loosing patience at the gorgeous woman's stubbornness.

Geet glared at him as she strapped her heels back on and followed him to the dimly lit but clean room at the far end of the corridor. She took a deep breath to calm down her nerves...What the hell was going on? Here she was back from London in her country of origin after 10 years for living her family friend Khurana's. Instead of the warm welcome from her dadima, Savitri Khurana (her family friend) that she expected, she was being subjected to such humiliation!

"Now mam, if you please don't mind, we have sent your bags for a further check. My senior officer will be right along to answer all your questions and interrogate you further." the man said as they heard footsteps approaching the room. Geet turned around on her heels to see who the hell this senior officer was. When her eyes clashed with the most sensual dark black eyes belonging to probably, the sexiest man she had ever laid her eyes on.

"Rahul, I will take it from here...thanks" the senior officer said as Geet swallowed hard. She was shocked by the instant lust she felt for a stranger. She looked on as Rahul whispered a few words to the Adonis and closed the door behind him leaving Geet alone with him. She observed him as he looked over her files. Her breathing became shallow as her eyes travelled the length and breadth of his uniform clad body.

"Ms Handa?" she heard the man's deep voice, as a shiver ran down her spine. She looked at him with startled eyes as he stared right back at her "I am Maan Singh Khurana, senior custom officer at CSIA".