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Part - 1
He walked inside his lavish cabin,perfect to his taste. Perfection,one single word define him. Roaming his eyes all around and one unusual item grab his attention. He raised his muscular arm and grabbed that card lying on his table. His brow knotted. After reading all the details,he closed his eyes. All past memories of past turn alive into his eyes.
"Will she...? Ofcourse she will be there. After all uska plan jo sucessful ho gaya hai." he talked to himself.
Same time some one knocked on his door. He allowed and one girl came inside.
"MK would you like to go or...?" She asked with doubts on her eyes.
"do all arrangements." He said with a dominance and threw the card on table.
MK- Maan Singh Khurana,well known name of Delhi. He is a sucessful business tycoon. Rude by nature and terror to his enemies. But today he was not traveling for some business deal. Soon his private jet lands and one lavish car was there to recieve him. His guards escorts him and he reached to the Hotel where all guests were invited. Maan reached to his suite. He not even setteled fully when one knock sound disturbed him. He gave an irritating look but open the door. The next he got a strong push as the pesron almost jumped on him.
"i am so glad bro to see you here." he engulfed Maan,showing his happiness.
Though Maan wasn't so much happy but he hug back his sibbling.
"congrats for your marriage" he said in a flat voice.
"you still angry with me. C'mon bro i thought now atleast you would accept us,that's why i invite you for our reception. Please bro,you and Meera are my only family." he sense his brother's feelings and disappointed with his gestures.
"Dev i am happy that you leave your past casanova and carefree life. Today you are sucessful in your life and without Khurana name,what else i want. So i am happy." Maan twisted the conversation.
"bro pls.." he pleads.
"5 years Dev,when you left me for that girl and you got what you bet. I am so proud of you. Any ways where is she?" Maan asked for his wife.
"she is with her sister Geet." Dev told and Maan's all senses alerts. His eyes widened.
"she is here?" he asked briskly.
"yes,she arrived in morning. Ok get ready bro. See you in hall." he informed and left.
"ofcourse." he gave a bitter smile and locked his door.
A grand hall was full of guests. All came and wished the blessed couple. Both were married in a private with few friends and now he threw a grand reception where they invite their all well known. Maan entered in his fav black tuxedo. His presence was enough to grace the party. He blessed both and left for drinks,but his eyes desperately roaming alla round. He was searching for some one and soon he got the glimpse of her.
Geet,came there,hanging with one handsome man. Dangling in red gown,she look like a princess,carrying same innosence he witnessed 5 years ago. He was staring her above the crimp of his glass. His heart beat faster but the moment he saw a man around her,a wave of rage travel inside him. Who is he? Is she to married to someone? But how. Who is he? Is he very spl to her? Many questions striked him. He was all alone there. No one is there with whom he wants to intract with.
Maan left the party hall later and bumped into the lift,with the girl he actually came for,-Geet.
Two three guests were with them so he waits and she stoling her eyes,seeking for a chance to leave but not got. Door opens and she too want to left but Maan obstruct her way and her hear skipped many beats. Door closed again and Maan locked her in between the wall of lifts.
"Avoiding me?" he asked in a furious tone.
She raised her lashes and direct glance into his dark and intense eyes.
"why should i? Who are you?" she snapped.
Maan smirked. "you have a very short memory Miss Geet... Miss na or you to marry some rich guy like your sister." he taunts.
"its none of your business." she glares.
"who is he? With you?" he leaned over her face and his voice turn more deep.
"you are no one to raise que to me." She gets furious and tried to shove him away. "leave me."
Maan grew angry on her attitude and grab her hairs. He slammed his lips on her. She clenched his shirts's collar and tried to shove but,his tongue playing with her lips teasing her to respond. Respond like before. This hunger was mutual and soon she responded the way he demands. Maan encircled her waist and press her onto him. She feels him getting arouse.
A long kiss unleashed many supressed feelings and memories. He freed when her breath get halted,but he dont left her.
"i want to talk with you. Kal dinner pe."
"no i won't come. I already had a plans." she denied.
Maan went out as their floor come.
"you will come. I bet." he said confidently and left...
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