*The
next morning...*
Geet
was unconscious with tears stuck in her eyes and her body covered with bites
and hickeys. Probably that was a pleasure last night but a lot of pain as well.
Maan
sat down beside her with a sly smirk. His sight was fixed at Geet and only
Geet."You cry baby, cried so much last night that I couldn't enjoy
much." He traced her lips by his fingers with a similar grin as earlier.
"Crying like a baby." He chuckled teasingly. "Wake up now."
He patted Geet's cheek.
"Hmmn???"
Geet twitched with her eyes opening slightly with a blurred vision. "Get
her ready to go out with me," Maan ordered and two women came inside
dragging Geet away."LET ME GO! LET ME GO!" Geet began to shout in
panic as she gained her full insight into her current situation.
"Shh~
Be quiet. I don't like noisy people." Maan coldly ordered and Geet had to
shut up but still panicked inside she struggled hard and noiseless. She felt
stuffed inside as if she was trapped in an airless cell. She began to breathe
heavily as her endurance ended and the stuffed terror anguished her mind and
body. She could feel she needed breath but she wasn't getting it.
Realizing her sudden heavy breath the maids stopped and hurriedly looked at Geet."Master,
we think she is having trouble breathing!" One of them notified trembling.
"What?"Maan hurriedly looked over her. He hurriedly took out his
phone called someone.
"Come
up here. In 5 minutes." He ordered coldly in a stiff and scary tone.
"What's
the problem now, Huh? Ice berg? I am in England and it’s sure to take at least
half an hour for me to reach there."A shallow voice replied with a slight
chuckle.
"Shut
up and tell me what I should do when a person is feeling stiff and unable to breathe."This
time his tone was hasty. He was probably worried.
"Fine.
Give him artificial breathing. CPR. Got it?" The voice replied and the
call hung up which really annoyed Maan. He looked at Geet and bent down towards
her."Troublesome." He twitched and holding her he forged his breath
into her. "Uggh." Geet caught up her breath and she could feel the
stiffness gone.
"Take her away now," Maan ordered and turned away
coldly. Geet stared at him confused about earlier. After a while, being cleaned
up Geet was brought down to the dining hall where Maan was eating in his
princely manner. Geet took a glance at him and looked away hastily. Fair
enough, she had to accept it that Maan was the most handsome man she had ever
seen.
Geet sat down on the chair with her legs unstable and her
back aching. Probably the reason was clear. She again slightly glanced at him,
then hurriedly looked away.
This
continued for a total of 8 minutes or maybe more. Suddenly Maan stood up and
leaned closer to Geet. It was quite fast so she couldn't make herself ready for
this sudden closeness. Currently, her mind was a mess.
"What
do you want to ask? Huh?" Maan questioned all of a sudden in a cold and
stud tone.
Geet
who was quite shy and already red enough looked away bashfully.
"I
um...?" she was stammering nervously and shyly but couldn’t find words to
speak. Maan looked at her dumbly for a minute and then laughed with a teasing
grin. "You forgot your voice? He asked in a teasing tone. She looked away
bashful and embarrassed at herself.
Maan
suddenly turned her around, smashed his lips against her and slowly sliding
inside and more. The jolting kiss was breathless.
Geet pushed him away panting. "Huff-Huff!" She
panted choking. "Dont worry, we have enough time to complete this kiss."
Maan licked her lips sitting back at the chair to eat. Geet blushed hard. She,
sure enough, was cuter than any other girl. She is too cute.
"From
now on you will work under me," Maan stated. Geet stayed quiet and nodded
her head. She showed no interest in that topic. "You don't wanna work,
huh?" Maan asked pulling her towards him. Geet hurriedly shook her head.
"Now,
Don't act mute." Maan frowned in a pissed off voice. Geet had no mood to
speak at that moment. She wanted to but she could feel the stiffness inside her
to speak. She could feel the uncomfortable feeling inside her that stopped her
from speaking.
"You
were fine a while ago. What happened now? Huh?" Maan forced her chin to
face him."Mhh." Geet tried to turn away. "Is it that I am being
too gentle?" Maan pinned her to the wall. Geet jiggled her head. "Or
is it that something is stopping you to speak?" Maan looked at her
closely.
As
the intimacy increased Geet felt her body heating up and her cheeks were red. She
looked away as Maan got closer. "Butler, get a psychiatrist to check her."
Maan suddenly carried her in his arms. Geet fidgeted.
"Don't
worry, I'm not gonna do anything to you. Not at this moment." Maan put her
in the bed.
A
woman in her professional doctor suit elegantly walked inside and her heels
tapped as gently as it could. "Hello, Mr Maan, I am the psychiatrist your
butler called. " She smiled and shook her hands with him. "So who
might be the patient? Is it her?" She asked looking at Geet. "Yeah, she's
not speaking anything." Maan uttered in a low tone.
"So
can you give us a little space for a while? So that I can check on her."
She asked and Maan nodded in agreement and walked away coldly. But in that
iceberg figure, there was a warm heart-melting inside.
"So
Ms Geet, Would you like to tell me if you want to speak to me or not?" She
asked walking forward towards her. Geet nodded her head but said nothing.
"You aren't able to speak?" She asked her again. Geet stayed silent
and paralysed for a moment then calmly nodded her head.
A
few more questions and checking made the situation clear. "Seems like you
created stiffness inside her mind. This brings a constant fear to the mind of a
very particular person which makes her mentally unprepared to speak." She
commenced looking subtly at Geet. "Unable to speak?" Maan grimaced.
"Yeah, Unable to speak. I noticed there is a fear in her mind which is particularly
stopping her to speak even though if she wants to." The psychiatric replied.
"So what should I do to get her back to
normal?"Maan asked. " For now nothing. Just make sure not to give her
more of the panic. Or the situation will be worse than expected."She
answered. "She will get better if she gets over that fear and be used to with
all of the people around her. I recommend you to give her some sort a writing thing
to communicate with you or you can simply teach her sign language."
"Hmm.
I will think of that." Maan nodded and looked at Geet.
"Well,
are you two relatives or some close friends? You seem to care a lot about her."She
smiled. “Does your husband take care of you?"Maan asked in a cold and stud
tone. "Umh, Yeah." She answered. "That's the same for us,"
Maan replied. "What?"She looked at him dumbfounded.
"Butler, Send her back," Maan ordered and she went
away. "Sigh, You troublesome girl. Is till wanna hear you call me by my
name seductively." He smirked teasingly and Geet looked away blushing.
"Take a rest. We will go to work from the next day. Make yourself mentally
prepared." Saying so Maan left the room. Geet stared at him going. She
couldn't even think anything specific.
