Devil’s Den – Chapter 40: Healing

To make it work, things have to start from the start. It all started from her. So it is her who has to go back to her old self and start everything from the start.

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The jet landed on its assigned location. Before Geet could think of getting down, she saw Maan entering inside with a smile.

“Maan?” “Shhh” he bent and picked her in his arms 

“Maan… Maan my stuffs” but he walked with her in his arms

“You are Mrs  Maan Singh Khurana. Worrying about small things doesn’t suit you. They will all be there when you reach our room”

He kept carrying her shamelessly in his arms, crossing by all the guards and attendants.

He stepped down and reached his luxury car that was waiting for them. Geet hid her face in his chest.

One of his bodyguards opened the door for him and he placed Geet inside the car and settled beside her.

“Start” he ordered the driver 

“I can walk” she said with blush and smile

“But I want you in my arms” Geet looked at him with smile and cupped his square jaw “I missed my Devil”

He slid his hand under her shirt and squeezed her petite waist “If you wish, I can get rid of the driver now” and he pulled her closer “Maa-aan!!”

Geet could feel how happy and relieved he was. She will make sure his happiness does not go away. He had led a lonely revengeful life. She loved him and she will make sure this smile never leaves his face.

The car stopped at the patio of the mansion. Dadima welcomed them.

Dadima and Geet kept chatting.Maan was getting impatient but he tried keeping himself busy with stuff. He could have sent off Dadima, who did all to irritate him. But seeing Geet having a homely talk with Dadima, he knew she needed this. She is used to staying with family and here Dadima was the only one who gave her this feel.  He was far away from family like talks.

Maan came from his study after a couple of hours and saw two females still busy in talks.

“How much do they talk? How many topics do they have” But seeing Geet laughing with Dadima sent a relief to his heart. Poor guy didn’t know he was the center of their topic. Dadima was telling Geet the story of how she had troubled Maan and Geet had been laughing and thanking Dadima.

But Maan how long could one expect Maan to keep his patience.

“Dadima, you are old enough to wake up so late. You should go take rest now” Maan stood tall in front of them

Dadima got up and caressed his cheek “Pareshan ker rahen hain aapko. Go take her ” She shook her head, gave a forehead kiss to Geet “Good Night. Abb sambhaliye inhen”

Maan narrowed his brows – what does she mean by that, but Dadima ignored and turned to leave.

Maan turned to see a smile on Geet’s face. Ohhh… it was such a bliss to see her like this. Maan came to her and jerked her to him with his hand around her waist. “Seems someone is having a little too much fun, playing with my restless heart” he traced his fingers sensually on her face.

Geet gave a naughty smile and looked down. Maan in a swift move, picked her in his arms and took steps towards their room.

He closed the door from his foot as he directly took her to the center of the room. Placing her in her foot he grabbed her close by his hand around her hip

“Missed my Devil”

He pulled her closer while squeezing her bum cheeks 

“missed…hmmm…So you aroused him by testing my patience “

Geet sensually traced her fingers on his face 

“I am impatient to meet him”

Still gripping his bottom with one hand , he roughly rubbed his other hand on her back, bringing it up and grabbing her hair in his fist , pushing her head back 

“This boldness can cause you a dangerous night. I am still a Devil” saying so he pressed a hot open mouth kiss on her lips, sucked her hard, then roughly placed her on his shoulder and threw her on bed

Geet smiled, thrown on bed when he stood tall there. Maan pulled out his Tee “ stripe “ he ordered as he hovered his bare muscled body over her

“ I have some arrangements for you,” he announced. But Geet smiled on that and circled her hands around his neck, ignoring his order

“I see… someone is getting bold “ he placed his hands inside her circle and swiftly removed her hand from him, threw her hands up . He gave a devilish smirk, placed his hands on the sides  of her Kurtii and pulled it out of her in a go. 

Then it did not take him even a minute to bare both of them completely and placed his warm strong body on her soft one. His hardened manhood on her warm throbbing , almost wet core.

“Maan” she moaned with the sensation and tried holding him, which he blocked by gripping her hands on either side, by his legs.

He pressed open mouth wet harsh kisses on her lips, pushed his tongue inside, rolling it there, sucking her breath, nibbling her lips and then sucking her down her chin to the hollow of her neck. All this while, his hands kneading her globes, squeezing them in his palms and pinching her tips and his  lower abdomen rubbing on her wetness.

“Maan, please” She wiggled but he ignored, continuing his foreplay, torturing her. He kept placing wet kisses all over her front while his hand did not leave her globes, kneading them and watching her body react.

“Free my hand please… please Maan”

Sucking her belly button and his fingers teasing her tips with the feather-like touches to which she was wiggling her whole body, making it move upward in want of more, he looked at her face, giving a devilish smile. She pouted and that was it. He freed her hand and went inside her, bringing his face to her level. Her nails dig in muscle of his back and he kept moving inside her in thrust

“Aaa. aaahh”

“Maan.. ohh.. aah” the room was filled with all types of moans while Maan kept increasing his pressure. 

He came out when she released the fluid, reaching her climax and he could feel her warm wetness around. They were both breathing heavily, their body sweaty and her curls all over her. Maan looked at her face. He moved down placing soft kisses all through till he reached between her thighs. He licks her there and kisses on her V, making Geet crazy once again.

He then sat down and pulled her on his lap. Geet kissed him on his cheeks “You diverted me. I had a different plan”

“What different plan?” she asked circling her hand around his nape

“To not be this Devil” “and…”

“And to give my wife soft romantic night”

“Soft..? romantic?… you?”

“You are challenging me? The setup is still there” saying so he picked her in his arms and moved towards the washroom

As he opened the washroom door with his leg, Geet’s eyes went on an extremely romantic setup there. The scented candle lit all over on the rose petal beds. In the center was a beautiful rose petals heart, again bordered by scented candles. The yellow string lights all over the wall. He then signaled her to look down. 

The huge bathtub had milk water covered with rose petals and again scented candles around the bathtub.

“Maan” Geet murmured in surprise. It was special. Special, not because her husband has done it but because she knew all this was so much out of his comfort zone. it was exactly opposite of what he was. He has done all this for her.

One side Geet had decided to bring happiness in his life with what he was. And here, he was going all out of the way for her happiness. To adjust his lifestyle for her.

She looked at him, he smirked and dipped her in the tub. The tub did not have just milk water and rose petals but some exclusive fragrant  scrub which gave a relaxing sense.

“You didn’t need to…” 

“Shhhhh…” he placed finger on her lips “Just relax”

He took some water with rose petals in his hand and poured it on her head, making the water softly drip from her head to her chin and a petal stick to her cheek. He bent and placed soft kiss on her shoulder

“How are you feeling?” he asked in her ears

“It’s beautiful but empty without you by my side, here”

“I can jump in but your relaxation will be gone then” Geet felt that her tears will come out with the way he was putting all effort for her but she is in control. Tears will make him restless and bring emotional imbalance in him.

“Close your eyes and relax” Maan placed his palm on her eyes to close it. Geet felt the soothingness when Maan started massaging her shoulder.

“Maan, don’t do that please”

“Why? have you not massaged me? What all have I not made you do and what all have i not named you” she could hear the crack in his voice

Geet turned and hugged him “Please forget them, please. Let’s start afresh”

“Yes, because all I have done is so heinous. I have crushed your whole identity”

“Maan please come beside me, please come in” She pleaded with her eyes. 

For her, he went in to settle beside her. Geet placed her head on his chest and he wrapped his hands around her to bring her closer.

“Why are you recalling the past? All I want is to cherish our passionate moments” she requested

Talking about the past, Passionate moments

I’m always wandering into the past

I could get lost in the fiction you craft

I’m always wandering into the past

I could get lost in the fiction you craft

“Who are you fooling, Butter? The words that came from my lips for you, the words that I made you speak for you.. It’s haunting me each day…I know any girl cannot get over it”   

Something wicked’s closing in, I feel it in my bones

A carousel with diabolic goals

Bromden saw the truth but he would rather shut his eyes

Than lobotomize the laughter that’s inside

I could never capture all the sand inside the sieve

Till Faber gave me something to believe

Every night I feel that remorse again

“Can’t repeat the past? Why of course you can!”

“Maan, it was my deed. I forced myself into your life. You had warned me, not once but several times. I know this Devil never warns anyone of the upcoming calamity. But you did to me. You cared even then. You knew you could not stop once you started, thus you warned me to keep away. But me, it’s me, who ignored all your warnings and kept poking till you broke loose from your leash of patience. Your pride in what you are, your acceptance that you are a Devil, your each and everything, just pulled me towards you. Even if I tried, it was impossible for me to stay away…”

There’s pride in perseverance even if it’s in a dark place

Santiago dreamt away the heartbreak

Carraway could see why I always chased your green light but

I know you know that

I’m always wandering into the past

I could get lost in the fiction you craft

I’m always wandering into the past

I could get lost in the fiction you craft

He gets lost in the calamities that have befallen in her family, because he created them. How he has called her with names. The girl that he knew loved him madly, he insulted the core existence of hers

 persecuting village left a scarlet mark upon me

I still feel the Salem weather haunt me

A farewell to the arms that left a generation broken

I still hate the sound of rain approaching

“I know your family can never forgive me. Not that I care for anyone’s forgiveness. There are  people all around me, who have taken an oath to never forgive me. But I know, even with all that I did, you must be wishing them to forgive me. Their not willing to do so, hurts you.. why, why butter. It’s not anyone but your hurts matter to me”

I don’t care what they think about me

And I don’t care what they say

I don’t care what they think

If you’re leaving, I’m gonna beg you to stay

I don’t care if they start to avoid me

I don’t care what they do

I don’t care about anything else

But being with you, being with you

Geet caresses Maan’s head for long and threaded his hair. He closed his eyes and went to sleep. All the stress of pouring out his past deed, took a toll on him. 

I’ve heard the warning voice from friends and my relations

They tell me all about your heartbreak reputation

I don’t care what they think about me

And I don’t care what they say, no

I don’t care what they think

If you’re leaving, I’m gonna beg you to stay

I don’t care if they start to avoid me

I don’t care what they do

I don’t care about anything else

But being with you, being with you

People can change, they always do

Haven’t they noticed the changes in you?

Or can it be that like love, I am blind?

Do I want it so much ’til it’s all in my mind?

One thing I know for sure is really, really real

I never felt before the way you make me feel

I don’t care what they think about me

And I don’t care what they say

I don’t care what they think

If you’re leaving, I’m gonna beg you to stay

I don’t care if they start to avoid meBeing with you, being with you

The morning sunlight that brightened the room hit Geet’s eyes, breaking her sweet sleep.

“Dadima aap”

“Hmm.. your workaholic husband is in study, busy with his meetings. So I thought of using this chance to have my morning tea with my DIL. “

She forwarded tea try to Geet “Your Dadima made this” Geet took a sip

“Wow… this is special. Thanks Dadima”

“No need to be thankful. It is a pleasure to do for kids. I have long forgotten doing these. My kids left the world, and then this one, you hubby, became mad and turned into Devil”

Dadima took a sip and then caress Geet’s cheek 

“Thank-you beta, a very big thank-you”

“Dadima… what happened”

“Bete, one needs guts to decide to lead her life with Maan. Many girls will be in line to marry Maan Singh Khurana, for his name, fame and immense money and business empire but dear, once married, no one will be able to handle his behavior or have guts to calm him down, work on his problems and take care of him the way you do. The way you are healing him, it was not even in my capacity.”

“Dadima, Maan is my husband and I don’t want to treat him like a doctor. I simply want to be his wife and heal his pain. I do not want to change what he is. I fell in love with the man that  he is, so I cannot defy my love by trying to change him. But yes, I know he is in pain. I will do all to get his pain away.” 

she paused to add further “from the root”

“Bete, will you be able to forget what all he did to you”

“Dadima, that was all reaction to his pain, his not acceptance. Dadima, he is himself in pain of what he did to me. I love him and I cannot weigh my pain over him. And if I love him and if he cares for me, though he will take years to speak that out, his acts are enough to convey” she paused and took a deep breath

“ Dadima, for sure we cannot live without each other, not a single day. Then why should we carry the burden of uneventful things that are past. I want to bring us out of all the painful past. The past that we had together and the past that he had faced years back, which made him this Devil.”

“Let that past be buried Geet”

“Dadima, I need to get it out, completely out of him. It can give him some temporary scratch but will ultimately free him from the burden”

“I am worried”

“Trust me Dadima” “I do bete”

“I want a happy healthy family life for us, especially Maan. I have led a family life, he has been a loner. I want to give him family”

“Itna pyar kerte hain aap unse”

“Duniyan ke her cheeze se jyada. ‘Kyun’, don’t ask. I don’t know the answer. Jaan hain woh mere, aur unkee khushi bas dhoondhni hai mujhe”

Dadima got up and placed a kiss on Geet’s forehead “Bless you. I am there, anyway you need me” Geet nodded.