Rule Breakers – Part 3

One week Later: – 

Geet felt confident about her resolutions: to keep a low profile, be a good girl, finish her education, and live with the Khuranas, all while avoiding attention for two years, which would raise no questions about her parents’ upbringing. It shouldn’t be that hard, especially with the easygoing Khurana boys, Dev and Vicky. Well, she hasn’t met one yet, but how much of a difference will he make? Even if he is a little different, why should she worry? She has Dev and Vicky to keep her grounded.

Geet woke up early to talk to her parents before her dad left for work. She wanted to reassure them that they didn’t need to worry, as she would be the daughter they hoped for.

“Dad, what a contrast this family is. They are crazily rich; I mean, the affluence is just flowing in everywhere, and yet they are so simple. This seems too good to be true with that level of richness. My room itself is way too richly done for what I would ever deserve. The beds, the curtains, every amenity – they are just way too luxurious. And then they talk to me as if I belong here. They have just compelled me to not be a bad girl. I mean, one cannot disappoint this rare combination of people who are too rich and too good.”

“Darling, don’t be too hard on yourself. Just be in limit and be careful, “said Mohinder, getting emotional that their birdie was away from them.

“Dad, I am trying hard. Don’t tempt me otherwise, “Geet snapped back 

“Okay, darling. We just want you safe in all ways.”

“Okay, bye. Don’t make me emotional, I don’t like people seeing that image of mine.”

Mohinder laughed, “Okay bye. Crazy girl “

After a long chat with her parents, Geet tossed her phone onto the bed and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was only 5am. She felt wide awake, which was unusual for her at this hour, so she decided to look outside and see what early morning in London looked like.

She pulled back the heavy curtain to let in the morning light. It looked beautiful outside. Geet moved forward, opened the glass window a bit, and peeked out.

There was a big swimming pool down there. Watching the movement in the swimming pool, she knitted her brows in confusion. This pool is mostly empty, after all. The family usually sticks to the other main swimming pool. Besides, who in their right mind could be swimming at this early hour?

But whoever the swimmer was, he a very skilled swimmer. And then the limbs surfaced out of the water in turns as the swimmer smoothly moved inside the water of the long running pool, head still inside the water, or must say barely came out on surface to take breath. Just the glimpse of biceps and hamstring.

Geet was totally drawn in, staring at the swimmer. Just watching him move made her feel all fluttery inside. Suddenly, he popped his head out of the water, and then his whole bare chest as he stood half-submerged. She didn’t even notice her fists were gripping the front of her loose cotton shirt as she took in the scene. He kept turning his head from side to side, and his long hair was swaying with him, splashing water everywhere. Geet even touched her face, like she could feel the droplets, even though she was up on the 2nd floor. She swallowed hard as he gathered his shoulder-length, wavy hair and tied it up in a low ponytail. That’s when she saw the tattoo on the side of his neck, which ran down vertically on the side of his neck..

Geet never pictured romance with a guy sporting a ponytail and tattoos. Her biker pals – Karan and Abhinav – were all about muscles, covered in ink, and rocking some pretty wild hairstyles. She didn’t have any romantic vibes for them; they were just solid friends. She always thought that being a bit of a rebel might lead her to fall for someone totally different – like a classic handsome dude in a suit. But then this guy came along and grabbed her attention in a way that made it impossible for her to walk away, no matter how hard she tried.

Neither did this man have the overly tattooed, muscular look of her biker friends, nor the typical fit, handsome businessman look, nor was he anything like Dev or the innocent, cheerful Vicky. He was either none of these or all of them. His sharp, defined features contributed to the mysterious attraction he held.

He must have merely glanced upwards as he emerged from the pool when their gazes intertwined. Geet felt compelled to avert her eyes due to the embarrassment of being caught admiring him; however, she found herself unable to do so. His eyes appeared even more enigmatic as they bore directly into hers, as if deciphering her thoughts. For a fleeting moment, he seemed to be taken aback by the realization that someone was observing him from the window at such an hour. Nevertheless, it didn’t take him time to overcome his initial surprise as he continued to gaze at her, as if reading her looks. It was clear that he possessed a keen awareness of his allure over the female gender.

When Geet didn’t move, he smirked slightly and climbed out of the pool in just his boxers, revealing his well-toned body. He wrapped a towel around his waist and left. Geet felt foolish standing there, captivated.

What was she even doing? And who exactly was this so-called forbidden apple? He seemed to be in the same age group as Dev and Vicky, but wasn’t he definitely older than Vicky? Probably just as old as Dev, or maybe a year or two younger. Could he really be the last of the Khurana siblings that she had yet to encounter?

She knows from the talks in the family, that even though Raj uncle is the eldest, but Sukhinder Uncle got married first, and Dev is the eldest of the three siblings. So is it possible that……

No way, she hoped that wasn’t the case. The family is pretty decent, and after hanging out with Dev and Vicky, she’s totally convinced she can be a good, down-to-earth girl here. But this guy seems like he’s from a whole different world; there’s no way he’s part of the Khurana crowd. She sure hoped he wasn’t. He looks like he could totally mess up her resolve, and honestly, he doesn’t seem to care at all.

She glanced up at the ceiling and said, “Come on, God, you gonna support me when I’m trying to make things better, not throw challenges at me. I promised my parents that I would consider this as my family. So, no more trying to challenge me, okay? So pretty please Babji, make sure he’s only visiting here.”

“Geet, he is just a visitor and is staying for a day or two.” She consoled herself.

“And if he is the third sibling, then?” argued her skeptical side

“In that case, the rumor about one of the siblings being a spoiled brat was spot on. Basically, all you have to do is keep away from him as much as possible because he is a trouble in paradise and you really don’t want to break this family’s trust or let the parents down.” Geet decided that’s how it was going to be and crawled back into bed, hoping to catch some sleep, but all she saw was his annoying face filling her mind.

Geet finally decided to get up and make fresh tea for herself.

She felt relieved seeing Dev in the kitchen. A soothing person to keep her grounded

“Morning, Geet. You awake so early?” asked Dev

Dev and Geet were having a general conversation. The light conversation helped Geet stabilize her thoughts. Geet went on to prepare tea for herself while Dev was making coffee. They were facing each other’s backs as they worked on opposite countertops. They were chitchatting, with Dev, casually complaining about lazy Nakul, and Geet laughing off

“Don’t I see butlers all around this grand mansion and each ready to jump on your single words?”

“Yes, they are, and all with nothing to complain about but none are Nakul.”

“Hey dude, what time did you sneak in?” Dev’s change in tone made Geet turn to see who this ‘dude’ was. And the moment she turned, she stilled with the full view of the same person whose thoughts she was trying to get away from.

Their eyes met and stayed fixed, as if they were reading each other’s thoughts. 

“Ohh damn, this one needs to be kept away. “She thought. As his full view appeared in front of her. Now she realizes, it was not just the vertical tattoo in the side of his neck or the fiery one on the side of his palm, or a bright diamond solitaire pierced in his right ears or his shoulder length salt pepper hair, which was now tied in tight low small pony or his salty look, it was not these single pieces but his overall extremely sexy personality that was impossible to resist.

He held no similarity to Dev and Vicky.

The person had been reading her as well. Was he charmed by her as well? Geet thought. Geet was not new to men’s attention; they always lost themselves in her. But this one was the first to catch her attention in a similar way.

Tall-broad-muscled physique; fine and sharp, well-defined features; perfect M-shaped lips, ready to be madly kissed, sexy, sharp square jawline. Nothing more, nothing less – just perfect.

And his casual, rowdy dressing added to his sexy look. Geet’s mind cannot even sugarcoat to say any other word to define him – ‘Personified Sexiness’ is the only way to describe him.

“Hey Maan, don’t tell me you forgot about…”

“Geet, Geet Handa, right? How can I forget?” his sea-deep voice interrupted Dev.

Okay – now his voice has to be sexy as well!!

Wait!!! What did Dev call him – Maan!!.

This is Maan, Rajendra Uncle’s son! No!! why? How can he be? Rajendra Uncle is such a sweetheart, an easy and lovable person. Okay, yes, he has a great personality and Sandhya Aunty is extremely beautiful as well. But did those sweet people have to produce this out-of-the-world sexy product?

This was going to get complicated- very–very complicated.

He extended his hand introducing himself

“Hi, I am Maan—Maan Singh Khurana.” Geet placed her hand in his; the jitters in her belly only increased.

“Hi… Hi, I am Geet. Geet Handa,” she said, attempting to mask her thoughts, though it was clear she was far from unaffected.

Maan let her hand free and turned to Dev – “She looks different than what we assumed from the pic, right?” Dev raised his brows at Maan and Maan returned him a smile. What does that smile mean?

But Maan changed the topic

“Bro – I see you have freshly brewed coffee. Can I have a cup? Badly need it”

Dev handed him a cup of coffee “Sure. Maan, later I need to have chat with you”

“I know what’s on your mind,” Maan teased, casting a sly smile at Dev. As he walked away, he brushed against Geet, his right arm making contact with her left shoulder, igniting a thrilling rush of sensations through her body.

Geet headed to her room, and no doubt, he totally had an impact on her vibe.

She did a quick search on him, and the first few results she found were rumors and criticisms. Apparently, he was rude, blunt, and allegedly tangled in various underground activities.

Overall – a bad boy image.

There seemed to be no concrete proof of his deeds, yet the fact that such whispers surrounded him suggested that there might be some truth to it. Pinky had cautioned her about rumors regarding one of the Khurana boys, but Geet had dismissed that information as mere gossip back then.

Maan was having his coffee and binge-watching the Football Premier League

“Maan!!” Dev entered his room with a cup of coffee in his hand.

“Hmmm Bro, come in.”

Dev settled on the comfy bean bag beside Maan’s “Dude, don’t think of this as a pep talk but this is indeed serious”

“Go ahead, I understand what you’re thinking, but I’ll let you take the lead. It’s Geet Handa, isn’t it?”

“She is Geet to us; she is family, and I trust you will keep this in mind.”

“Yes – Mom-Dad, Taya ji and Tayi ji are family. They are partners and they are family. Naina – your girl is a family. Similarly – yes, Geet Handa, aka only Geet, is a family. I understand that. Don’t expect anything beyond that from me. “

“Maan, keep in mind she is a family and a very important one for Taya ji, especially. For us as well, she is a friend as well as family”

But Maan had his own thoughts, doing rounds in his brain

“Not that I have time to invest in her, but I was genuinely shocked when I saw her. Apart from her face, she’s like an entirely different person than the picture her parents sent! I mean, she looks way hotter than my wildest expectations”

“Maan, choose your words carefully. She is family. Yes, that picture was taken at a traditional family gathering. But do not entertain such thoughts. You are well aware that Taya ji has entrusted you with the crucial responsibility of her protection.”

“Honestly, I’m just super confused. Why me? He’s totally not a fan of how I live my life, says I’m a danger to myself and thinks my vibe is all creepy and whatever, but somehow he believes I’m the perfect one to protect her. You guys are the ideal Khurana clan – he should’ve passed this job to either of you. So why me, yaar??”

“This protecting a girl thing? Nah, not my style, dude! And what’s the fault of that minister’s son, whoever he is? Seriously, just look at her—she’s a total knockout; any guy would lose his mind over her,” he added.

“Maan, once more. She is a member of our family, and it is unacceptable to harbor such thoughts and speak about her in that manner.”

Maan looked at Dev and gave him a cunning smile. “I am a bad boy, remember. I do not abide by any such rules. But don’t worry, I’m not really into all that complicated stuff. I’ve got too much going on already!”

“You know, dude, you will have to follow the rules. Not because you are a good or a bad boy, but because I know money matters to you. Taya ji’s monetary legacy is way too much for you to ignore, and you definitely will not want to lose heirship to anyone, right?”

Dev lovingly warned him. He very well knew what language went into his brother’s brain.

“I don’t understand, why is Dad so protective towards the girl, whom he had not even seen before, and placing a warning to his own son. He literally warned me of losing my succession!” Maan said aloud his confusion

“Just a heads up, all elders are super elated for having her here. So, gear up your role as a protector. No other way out, Dude”

“But why me?”

“Because you’re the best, dude. Taya ji promised his friend and he can’t risk going with anyone but the best.”

“Whatever! He never approves of my ways otherwise.”

“You’re left with no other option, my brother,” Dev said while giving his shoulder a friendly pat.

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