PART - 13
Geet is angry but not sure with whom. Maan's every action violate her thoughts she never understands his any gestures. He made her confuse so this time she wont sure why she angry and feel detest. Geet engrossed herself in work so she may get rid of his thoughts. Both wont came in front of each other after party's messup. One week is passed and she dont have any clue weather he came to office or not. She came to know only when Sasha again spoiled her mood with her bitter words.
Sasha summoned Geet in her cabin and reluctantly she go to see her. She knock and enter inside after her permission. Sasha stared her angrily as always but Geet wont bother as she have more important work to do.
'mam you call me?' Geet asked coldly.
'if its in my hand i will only call you to show you exit from this office. Anyways MK calls you,for the project you are handling with him. He is in xyz hotel. Clients are coming for lunch.' Sasha handover the project file and address. Glaring her with her wide eyes.
Geet take the file and leave her cabin frequently. She came out and damp the file on her forehead. She take a long breath. 'mr. Khadus Khurana ne firr kahi bulaya hai. God knows ab kya tamasha karne wala hai wo danav.' Geet blabber and curse Maan for causing trouble for her.
Geet went to the venue and wait for him in lobby. One waiter came and gave her Maan's massage. He called her up in room. Geet thinks alot before going as she wont feel right but collecting her courage she move in lift. She check the number waiter told her. She feels hesitation and trepidation running through her body. She knuckles on his door and he allow her softly. Geet clenched her small fists and lick her dried lips before entring inside.
There is darkness in the room. Windows full covered by the curtains. Dim light of side lamp enlighten the room,in which she glance him sitting on a sofa,clutching the glass of red vine. His intoxic eyes from which he gazing her,tip to toe,sent shiver through her spine. Her legs wobbles and neck stiffens as she carry heavy load on it. She feels as he is undressing her with his gaze. She gasps hard. Maan signaled her to sit. She look all around,sply at the exit and sit opposite to him. Maan gulp his glass and ask for the file,while making another glass. Geet stretch her arm and pull back quickly when he hold the file. Maan stand up and start roaming around her. He is discussing project's details with her,least she aware of his words. Her focus was only on his movements. Her hands holding his knees tighyly and scratching over her pants. Maan continues sipping his drink and giving projects detail.
'so Geet tell me,what you think? Is there any thing we not considering?' Maan asked casually glancing her. Her hands fluffer nervously at her sides. He taking a step forward,hands plants on his hips. 'where are your attentions? I am not coming here for time pass understood.' He leaned over her and took over her breaths. His lips curled in cruel sneer,but she can see the burn of a darker emotion in the deep,smoky chocklete of his eyes. Anger or arrogance,blurrig the edges so that only the source flared through,sizzling and sharp.
'sorry sir.' she lifted her chin and courage to glance him back.
'what do you think of yourself? I know what exactly is running in your mind from past half an hour. Why you feel that i am dying to touch you.' he snorted,the rude sound making her shiver badly.
'nai sir aisa kuchh nahi hai.' she wont even met his furious eyes.
Maan clenched her forearm and pulled her up. His grip is more hard then ever and he pushed her back on wall. Geet is trying to move but he struck her way from both sides resting his palms on wall. He decrease the distance between both. Geet leane down her lashes. Maan's warm breath fanning her droodling lips. Her heart thumping against the rib cage of hers,like it come out at any moment. His expression intent as he step closer and leaned down to whisper in her ear. 'ek baat achhi tarah samjh lo. You are nothing for me. Just a mere employee. Ladkiyo ki na to MSK ko kabi kami thi or na hogi. Girls are dying for my one glance or tume lagta hai maine yaha tumhara fayeda uthane k liye bulaya hai. Your are not as lucky miss handa. So apne dimag se ye faltu k khyal nikal do and focus on the projects. Clients will be arrive shortly. Galtia maaf karna MSK ki adat nahi.' Maan pulled away and gulp the his last short of vine. He glance back at Geet and threw that glass on wall,very near to Geet,in his agression. His jaws are stiffed and eyes furious.
Geet scared and covered her face with her hands covring her ears also. Room's line buzzed and broke the gloominess of the room. Maan ans the call. Clients were here waiting for him.
Maan wear his jacket and instructs her. 'get ready. They are waiting for us.' he utter and leave the room in fussiness
Geet take a relief breath and setup herself vanishing all the marks of her fear from her angelic face. She quickly drink some water and ran after him. Maan and Geet greets the clints. CEO of a co.raise his hand towards Geet to greet her,but Maan stop him.
'mr. Wilson leave her. She is just a secratory of mine coming here to making notes only.' he dont even look at her,how badly his words hurt her. Geet felt insulted but she bear it silently.
They start meeting with a course meal. Maan leave no space of loosing when it comes to bussiness. He know very well how to handle and when to entertain his clients. Meeting go sucessfull,but taking so much time. Sun sets and due to snowfall darkness covered the evening too. Both shake hands for deal and clients leave.
Maan glance to her. 'i hope this time your attentions was only on the discussion. I wont spare mistakes. Now go home and report me on time tommarrow.' Maan taunts with a dominance and left the hotel. Geet collecting all the papers and cary them in a bag safly. She too left the hotel and now looking for some means of transport. Due to heavy snowfall many trains and buses were stopped. Now she felt struck between the wheather and roads. Roads become slippery. Her feets took lot of energy for moving ahead. Her feet frozen and turn numb plus she wont have somthing warm to drapped herself. Geet is shuddering badly. But she wont stop as she wants to reach home as soon as possible. She is walking alone on a lonly streets. Only the lamp posts guiding her the way. Snow and fog making her condition worst. The chill is killing her.
Geet rubbed her arms and forcing herself ahead which is not becoming more difficult with each and every step she took. Geet's legs and feet gave up. She was hell tired and looking for some place to relax before she again start struggling with this cruel.snow. "babaji aap b us akdu khudas ka hi sath dete ho. Use to maza aata hai mujhe torture karne me or app b usi ki help karte ho.'' Geet cribbed to god for her miserable condition. Due to wheather she wont able to scann things clearly. Thats why she wont even realize that when she is busy in her cribbings,Maan was standing next to her.
'agr babaji se meri shikayat ho gai ho to car me baitho. I will drop you.' Geet slanted her neck,looking upwards,in the direction of voice coming from. Maan was standing there next to her.
Geet quickly leane her face down. "abi koi kasar baki reh gai thi mujhe sunnane me jo firr se chale aaye hai."Geet mutterd i her mouth,while rubbing her arms constantly.
'Geet suna nahi maine kya kaha. Get up and sit in the car.' he commands strongly.
Geet stood up and glance in his eyes. "i wont need your any help. Pehle bezati karte hai or firr help karne aa jate hai. Kal aap is baat k liye b mujhe tana marenge." Geet cribbed cutely. Her white creamy skin turn bluish due to cold. She is shuddering dreadfuly.
Maan glance her condition. She is squeezing inwards more and more. He remove his jacket and drapped her. Geet lifting her gaze,she found Maan staring down at her with an arrested expression on his face. His concern for her were evident in his apperence. "Geet sare local transport band hai or tumhara ghar abi kafi durr hai. So its better if we finished this arguement some other time." he shot a meaningful look at her.
Geet too give up and silently move towrds his car. She sat on front sit next to him. Maan locked the door and placed himself on driver seat. ''are you alright?'' he asked,staring the car.
'i am fine.' she confirm him,gazing to his ruggedly handsome face. She is feeling so relax inside the car,specially in his jacket. It warms her cold senses and body.
Somehow her shiverig stops. Maan adjust the ac to make her wram more. He drove the car at a normal pace. Both wont utter a word in the whole route,only stoling glimpse of each other in btween. Soon she was standing infront of her house. Maan unlocked the doors and she came out. He quickly move away wont given her a chance of showing grattitude even.
Next day she quickly get up. His fragrence still senting her body. She take a bath and collect all the files of the project. Before leaving she recheck everything and reminds of the jacket. She wrapped it and suddenly all glimpse of last night greened up in her mind which leave a cute smile on her plum lips,withot realizing the reason. She carry it too and reach to her office. Soon Maan arrived and ask for the files. Geet complete the files at her home,have no fear of getting scolding from him atleast. Maan check the files and ask her to leave. Geet went to exit then paused. She came back again.
Maan look at her. "kuchh kaam tha?" He asked narrowing his eyes.
"sir apki jacket. Actually i want to say thanx last night too but you left hurridely. Thank you sir." Geet placed his jacket on his desk.She is actually waiting for some reply but his blank eyes wont give any sign of his thoughts.
'hmm. Any thing else?' Maan asked coldly and she nodded no.
"ok you may leave now." his voice is flat and tone is normal.
Geet took a small steps towrds the door,glancing behind secreatly but found nothing. He engrossed in his work dont even bother about her grattitude and work. Geet twitched her lips and left the cabin. Soon she went out,Maan pick up the jacket and chuckled on her gestures. He caressed his jacket,unwarapped it and wore instantly. He inhale sharp as he feels her fragrance from his jacket. He leaned his head back and look upwards at the celing with his gleamed eyes.
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