PART – 1
Bidding was going on for the auction of one bunglow. When a car entered into the premises.
“50 crore.” his smooth and velvety voice shut every bidder’s mouth.
All turned around to look at the source and she knew without even looking at him. All start whispering about him. His aura was commendable. His steps calculative like a lion on hunt. His eyes were cold and face stern.

He removed his shades and all lowered their lashes. No one could meet the heat of his glaring eyes. But his eyes fixed on his target. Every voice, every person seemed invisible for him.
“Mrs. Raisinghania I am back.” He whispered and a strong wind just touched her.
She knew that a storm named Maan Singh Khurana entered her life once again. She glanced up and their eyes met.
He wasn’t the same teenage boy to whom she loved the most. That was a sweet boy. And this one is a strong person who is filled with vengeance.
She closed her eyes and a tear drop rolled out. “I know why you are here Maan. You want to punish me.” She thought and memories took her back in past.
Flashback
An 18 year old beautiful girl entered into a small flat. She has the keys though this flat doesn’t belong to her. “Maan, damn it. Ghar ki kya halat bana rakhi hai.” She cursed the person who lives there. And quickly start cleaning. She put things in their places.
“Better.” She said and at the same time feels the cage of arms around her.
“So finally you are here.” She swirled into his arms and kissed his cheek.
“Mujhe to aana hi tha na Geet.”
Flashback Ends
That memory was so sweet that she couldn’t resist and started smiling even in such conditions.
“Congratulations Mr. Khurana. This bungalow is yours now.”
Maan’s lawyer and assistant complete the formalities and all bidders left one after another. Geet was trying to leave but he held her wrist and brought her with full force to face him.
“Where are you leaving Mrs. Raisinghania?” His jaw clenched hard.
“Let me go Maan.” She said without looking at him.
Maan smirked and left her wrist. “Chhod diya.” He said in a sarcastic tone.
Geet finally glanced up at her. She starts walking but his words glue her feet to the ground.
“You sell this final property too. Now how will you manage the expenses to save your ailing husband?” He hit the target.
Geet was numb and disturbed both. Maan walked to her. “I know your husband loaded you with debts. Now what will you do?”
“I don’t know.” She said.
“Hmm. Bad isn’t it. But I have an offer for you. If you are interested in it.”
“Thank you. But I don’t need any offers from you?” She is still trying to run away from him.
Maan held her and pushed her to him. “Why? Or you get bored of your not so rich husband. Once you left me from him. Now for whom you are ready to let him die?” There was so much rage and bitterness in his words and eyes.
Geet could clearly witness both. No one knew him better than her. Not even himself.
Geet silently glanced at him. “Maan i won’t let you stoop low. No matter how much you hate me. But I won’t let that Maan die to whom I love immensely.” Geet thought but didn’t voice out anything.
“Maan let me go. Please.”
Maan chuckled softly. “Please… Wow very nice. My offer is still open. Be my keep and I will pay all the expenses of your dying husband.” He whispered in her ears and left her hand.
Geet knew it already that’s why she said no to him before he even spoke out about his offer. Geet walked away without saying a word to him.
Maan was frustrated. He hit his car in frustration. “Geet aana to tumhe padega mere pas wapis. I won’t let you go this time. Apni marzi se nahi to majburi se hi sahi.” He put on his shades and sat in his car to leave from there.
“Aman I need all the information about her. Keep eyes on her every moment and yes make sure she will not get money or any help. No job no aid.” Maan commands his PA and hee nodded yes before he entered into his building.
Geet has now come back to her old flat. Thankfully this flat is still saved for shelter. Or else her husband’s whole property sold to repay all the debts.
She wants to cry but is trying to stay strong for herself. She is alone in this whole world. “The one whom I made my protector has become the biggest enemy today.” She said and her eyes welled up.
Night isn’t peaceful for anyone. Both were in pain. The reason is the same.
Jo Dil Mein Bhara Tune
Dekhegi Uss Zeher Ko
Bhugtegi Mere Gham Ko
Meri Aah Ke Kahar Ko
Apni Khudgarzi Ka
Ab Anzaam Dekhegi
Thukra Ke Mera Pyaar
Mera Intkam Dekhegi
Thukra Ke Mera Pyaar
Mera Intkam Dekhegi
Chahat Ka Sila Zaalim
Matlab Hi Diya Tune
Majboor Na Thi Phir Bhi
Dhokha Kiya Tune
Nafrat Ko Meri Ab Tu
Subah Shaam Dekhegi
Thukra Ke Mera Pyaar
Mera Intqam Dekhegi
Thukra Ke Mera Pyaar
Mera Intqam Dekhegi..
Tune Har Sitam Jo Mujhpe
Kuch Soch Ke Kiya
Kudrat Ne Sila Uska
Aakhir Tujhe Diya Hai
Duniya Shikast Teri
Sar-e-aam Dekhegi
Thukra Ke Mera Pyar
Mera Intqam Dekhegi
Thukra Ke Mera Pyar
Mera Intqam Dekhegi
Anyone could say Maan is doing Tai chi. But it was his only way to deal with his pain. He was hurt and broken badly. It wasn’t easy for him to accept her betrayal.
Tears rolled out from his eyes too. As he was alone this time. No one is near to see his tears.
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