Category Archives: ~MG SS: HELLO BEAUTIFUL!!~~

Genre: rom-com


this is a “rom-com” genre. so please DO NOT, i repeat DO NOT
look for logic in this story.LOL
Many of you wanted It Takes Two Season 2..
and this in not season 2 but to compensate for not writing the next season.Wink


this is a work of fiction.
any relation with person living or dead is purely coincidental.
the data used here is just a fragment of Imagination and inspiration from movies and are NOT to be taken seriously.

P.S being a fan of movies like RUSH HOUR 1/2/3, SPY NEXT DOOR, KNIGHT & DAY, CITY HUNTER, IRON MAN etc has got me to write something of this genre. PLEASE, I SAY AGAIN, DO NOT LOOK FOR LOGIC.LOL(am new to this as much as you ppl are)

P.P.S it may be happening for the first time in history but i dedicate this entire story to the most irritating person in this world– my little bro. ROFL He has been my major help in whatever research i had to do and the data i needed.(i still can’t believe he is helping me..Shocked. he hates maaneet coz i love them)


@ALL finally updating. thank u all so much for waiting. My college pre final year is stressful.
I will be slow. Please bear with me

Recap: Maan fires geet for saving him from the attackers, having his own reasons. They swear never to see each other again. A week later, they find each other in a pub and despite the cold war, they click together!


“Two Blazers please, one for me and one for this lovely lady beside me!”

Geet glared at him, “why the hell are you here Khurana? And I don’t need your drink…”

” Its not my drink, its the bar’s! Cant you just stop being a stubborn ass for once Miss Handa? Someone is trying to be a gentleman here and you…arrghh! spoilsport!”

“you’re drunk!”, geet looked away.

He smiled and leaned over her shoulder until his breath tickled her ear, “and so are you! “

The bartender served thir drinks and went off. Maan forwarded one to her and smiled, ” come on beautiful, just loosen up already!”

She hated that word! He calls her everything but her name. She quickly finished her drink and wiped her lips, i don’t know why you are doing this but let me remind you Mr Khurana, it was you who amended never to see each others’ faces by all means so why are you here? Someone as important as you just shouldn’t be talking to someone like me! But yes, I wont be ungrateful for thats not my nature. So thank you for the drink!”

She turned to leave when he grabbed her hand and pulled her hard that she collided with his chest, “one dance wouldn’t hurt, eh, Beautiful??!!!”


She raised her head and shot a glare at him, “let me go Khurana!”

He had that crooked smile of his, adoring his lips, “come on beautiful… one dance!”

She so wanted to slap this guy! First, he fires her and then forces her to dance! F**k him! she struggled to pull away her hand but he was smooth enough to snake his other hand round her waist and jerk her close, making her gasp. Her eyes widened at his audacity… bloody hell, this guy was dead! He looked straight into her eyes…and leaned closer. She moved her head back, unable to move herself away from him. his hold became tighter and he was coming even closer…and closer… she gaped at him wide eyes planning to slap him hard but then stilled when his breath fell on her lips!

“I know you are planning to grace my cheek with a swing of your hand, but i would save it for some other day… because right now, Ms Handa, i am in a mood to dance..with you!”

“you know what… you are nothing but a condescending jerk, Khurana..”, she spat at his face, unfazed.

He laughed and moved back, still not letting her go, “well then beautiful, condescending jerk it is..”

He took a step back and held out another glass of the whiskey they were having, “loosen up already!”

She hadn’t forgiven him yet but nevertheless, she took the glass and gulped down the entire drink in one go! this was their 4th drink and she was already tipsy, just like him. the music soared high and he just dragged her to the dance floor. The lights were dancing in frenzy and so were they. She was light headed and the music demanded to be loosened up! He saw her still a bit skeptical to be with him but the whiskey had a proper time to act. He gulped down the drink that he was holding and pulled her to him in a jerk, making her stumble and fall on him.

She laughed and steadied herself, “you know what Khurana… I hate you.”

“feelings mutual beautiful…”, he screamed to overcome the loud sound. She giggled and swayed to the music, forgetting everything. he was totally happy to see her like that and joined her for a dance. The night came alive with more and more people gracing the dance floor and they lost themselves. They were having super fun dancing…then drinking…and then more dancing… for a change, it was tolerable being with each other because they weren’t sober!

The music turned to somewhat intriguing music–Pink Lips! Geet was super was her favourite song! And the whole environment suddenly changed…he watched her swaying her hips… wrapping her hands round his shoulder…hell yeah, he loved it!


Honthon pe beimaaniyan
Karle karle, thodi nadaaniyan
Honthon pe manmaaniyaan
Karle karle, thodi nadaaniyan

Mujhe aadhi raat ko sataane lage
Mujhe apne saath tadpaane lage
Tu aaja paas, ye bulaane lage
Tujhe chhoona chaahe
Mere ye, mere ye, mere

Pink lips, pink lips, pink lips
Pink lips, pink lips, pink lips
Pal-pal tujhko karte miss


He was enjoying every bit of her expressions… how she twirled around and she puckered her lips everytime it said- I know you want my baby lips…

He was so amused now. This girl was crazy. The music went on and the energies soared high. He held her by her waist and danced with her. things with his beautiful were always crazy!

Pink lips, pink lips, pink lips
Pink lips, pink lips, pink lips
I know you want my baby lips

Hello-hello bol ke baby lips khol ke
Missing tenu whole day
Love you menu bol de

Pink Lips..

The song slowly died down and gave way for a new one, slower this time. She still had energy to dance the whole night. She was enjoying her time with khurana jerk for a change. She watched him look at her intently. She arched her brows, asking what was wrong and what happened next just made her temper reach a new level.

He cupped her face and pulled her close and kissed her tight on her pink lips! Her eyes widened in shock… she still at first and then her expressions became that of astonishment and when he left, it became more than fury. The music now changed to a soft romantic seductive number Tera nasha.. and a very few people, especially couples flocked the place.

Raat javaan mast samaan
Aise mein honthon se honth mila
Jism tera aur ye adaa
Saansein sulagtii hain hosh kahaan

The sensual lyrics hit their ears as their eyes met…for the first time and everything seemed to have been forgotten. The seductive lyrics and the romantic aura added to that feel. He had never felt that bad of an urge to kiss someone…when she puckered her lips to that pink lips lyrics… when she wrapped her arms round his shoulders, swaying to the music..and holy f**king hell he didn’t know why he did that!

Geet was too stunned… what the hell did that jerk do?? Her eyes met with his chocolate brown ones and her lips quivered… ohh  God of all Jerks, please kill him, please!!! But the time stood still for both of them…captivating them in the moment. She felt something in the pit of her stomach…

From your lips to your hips to your fingertips
I wanna kiss your body all over
From the Goosebumps on your skin
Baby U don’t have to say a word
Use your imagination
Kashif’s on a mission
To give u everything that your body’s been missing
I can’t wait no more, I’m gonna explode
I’m waiting, Anticipating, Tonight it’s goin’ down



He watched her with abated breath, come close to him and ahh those lyrics… they were surely a turn on.


Who the f**king hell slaps a guy when he kisses you especially during a seductive music number? I mean wouldn’t that turn you on instead!!! This bloody witch had the worst timing… and more than that…this was the third time she had hit him! what the hell was wrong with her brain?

“what the…”

He stopped seeing her angry face turn into a sad one all of a sudden. He expected her to hit him and scream and swear at him like she always does..but then she was almost at the verge of crying? Holy Cow…this girl cries???

He watched her expressions and was worried if she’d really cry!!! Gosh…the last thing he ever wanted in his life was to make a girl cry! He had always made them smile.. he was the ladies’ man! Damn…he wouldn’t make her cry!!! That would be an insult to his image!

He quickly leaned closer and cupped her face, “hey…you are crying??”

She twisted her lips and pushed away his hands, “you kissed me!!”

She complained and walked out! He sighed…what the hell was wrong with her? he followed and noticed her going out of the place. It was probably 1am now and she was not in her sense! But who the hell cares..he wasn’t either!

“hey beautiful, listen to me! Why are you crying?”, he jogged behind her and held her hand. She turned around with her eyes watery, “you…you Khurana jerk..kissed me!!”

“han tho?? Whats the big deal?”, he spoke as a matter of fact!

She twisted her lips and pulled her hands back and walked on the empty road, upset and dejected! He followed, “hey… Ms handa..wait. where are you going at this time of night? Let me drop you home at least..”

She wouldn’t listen. She walked faster and he followed, “ok.. listen to me.. we are far from the pub now.. come on its not safe. Let me drop you.”

This time he caught up with her and turned her around by her shoulders. She looked at him, pouted sadly and looked down, “but…you kissed me!”

He rolled his eyes, “and whats wrong with me kissing you beautiful? Whats your problem?”

She felt somewhat shy so she fidgeted with her fingers and spoke sadly, “but i have never kissed anyone before!!”

It didn’t come as a surprise to him. he expected it. Who would kiss this Phoolan Devi and be kicked left right and centre? But then…women, especially sad women were his weakness.

“ohh but that’s not a problem Beautiful… you can kiss someone you like now as well!”, he tried to explain her like an enlightened being.

“and who would i kiss?”

He thought for a while and smile, “yeah.. you can kiss me you know! I have kissed you already…so it wouldn’t hurt!”

Her eyes widened in hope, “really??”

He felt proud… well two drunkards out of their senses would definitely be!

yeah you can. Come on.. try it. But yeah… don’t you dare hit me again, lady!”

She giggled and they came closer. She had liked his idea… which had no head or a tail.his hands rested on her waist while she tip toed and closed her eyes, moving closer to kiss him.

Closer…and closer…and closer… and BANG!!!

There was a loud noise of a car screeching and a few men rushed towards them with canes and guns!!! At first they couldn’t understand and stood holding each other but then it was Maan who first saw the guns in their hands! Shit shit shit!!! Not again!

He looked at geet who was totally senseless about anything right now, being drunk but he had a better tolerance level. He held geet’s hand and looked at her, “listen beautiful, when I say ruun… we run okay!

“but our kiss?”, she asked shying.

“we can do that later okay. Now.. RUN!!!”

They both held hands and ran!!! the men hadn’t surrounded them completely so they took that way…and this was way from the pub they were in!!! The men followed them with one of them shooting but it missed maan by a few inches.

It took some time for geet to actually realized what was happening. She was running holding his hand and the gun shot made her aware what was going on. She looked back and then at maan and realized she had no gun!! F**k! She came to pub so she felt there was no need of it!!

She heard footsteps coming closer and she was quick enough to think. One man had caught up with them. She jerked off maan’s hand nd screamed, “Just run faster!!”

He stopped and glared at her, “am not leaving you behind!!!”

The man caught up with geet and held her. she was agile. She quickly took the advantage and kicked that man right where it hurt the most, “take that you asshole!”

Her heels hit the right spot that left him on the ground groaning in pain. Maan came to her and held her hand, dragging her, “lets go…”

She looked at maan and then at the man lying on the road and then at the men who were about to catch up. She quickly grabbed the gun, tucked it in her jeans and ran!! she knew she was not sober enough to shoot plus they were outnumbered. It was late and hardly there were people around. She didn’t want innocent lives to be lost. The best thing was to hide for now until they get help.

Same was with maan as well. He knew they can do nothing as of now. They ran through narrow lanes and by-lanes of the cityscape… the never ending “galiyan” and they were short of breath. The men were still following them. He looked around and saw a truck! Yeah!

Geet dragged him away but he held her, “no..lets hide here!”

he helped her climb into the back of the truck… and then himself climbed up as well.  The men were nearing. They had to think fast before they got an inkling. Maan looked around and realized it was a goods truck that they had been into. It was carrying stuffs in sacks. The back bar of the truck was closed, so they were safely hidden. They could hear the men shouting and looking for them. He quickly took off his watch and looked around. Those people were looking in the opposite direction. He threw the watch far away from them so that it caught their attention and indeed it did. The men heard the sound and ran towards it, thinking they went that way.

Maan sighed and fell on the sack where geet was lying, tired and worn out.

“I guess we have to stick with each other for a little longer beautiful!”

Geet didn’t reply rather sighed and looked up to nothing. Maan fell flat beside her and looked up too, “lets rest here for a while..”

And a cool breeze of the night just made them sleep… and they slept too, giving into their tiredness and the whiskey effect!


next: LOST!!!Shocked


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“hey… whats wrong with you? Can’t you hear? Mr Khurana…where are you dragging me…”

He pushed her into the car with force which made her angrier. What the hell does he think of himself? He closed her side of the door and sat beside her.

“what the hell was that Khurana.? Answer me damn it…”

“Shut Up!!!“, he barked, with his voice gone rude, “chup chap baithi not answerable to you whatsoever!”

“what the hell…”

He glare at her, “Just Shut up! And keep your mouth shut till we get home..”

His tone was so serious…he seemed angry. She had never seen him serious at all in these days she had been with him and now…he was behaving so rudely! She looked away from him fuming… this man was nuts! She was here to help him out..and instead of being grateful, he was being rude! To hell with this foolish man!


The moment they reached home, Maan dragged her inside and threw her on the couch. He was seething like an angry volcano and she couldn’t understand why. She was the one who saved him and when he invited trouble, she was the one who had to manage the situation and instead of being grateful, he was barking at her. Never in her life had she been introduced to such a person so unpredictable and someone who thought from his ass. geet looked around and realized dev wasn’t here. He might have gone home because of the attack. She sighed..poor guy! And here she was bloody bearing a moron who knows nothing but to invite trouble. She waited for him to start talking but when he didn’t, she snapped, “whats wrong? How dare you behave like this?”

He turned back and gave her a glare that could almost burn anyone with its heat, “what do you think you were doing?”

She stood up despite her ankle hurting, “i was doing my job Mr. Khurana and you have no right to interfere whatsoever!“, she clipped.

His brows narrowed at her, “and when i say to stay back Miss Handa I expect you to stay back!”

Am Not your slave…mind it!

“You work for me now!”, he retorted back!

“Nobody gave you the permission to order me around Khurana..”

“Yes your Agency did! You work for me so you shall listen to ME!”

“I don’t give into the orders of control freaks like you.”

“Fine then… if You are so much into going to the superwoman’ mode and do what you wish, I am afraid you are no longer needed here Miss Handa! I absolutely hate people who don’t listen to me”

What the f**k was that!! He was firing her for saving his life? How very ungrateful. She had never been humiliated this way before!

“you are firing me?”, though she was angry, it came out as a shock to her.

“what do you think?” he taunted.

She clutched her fingers into a tight fist resisting the urge to go and smash something and closed her eyes gulping down her anger, “fine..

She turned around to go back to her room, limping and seething in anger. This was the worst day of her life. She had tackled countless number of terrorists, even more violent than these and this bloody man fires her! Hit on her self-respect!! A shattering blow! She didn’t realize she was nearing stairs. The moment she put her foot on it, an excruciating pain shot up her spine making her stumble. She winced and he was right beside her, holding her firm, preventing her fall.

She opened her eyes to see his. That anger was replaced with something that she had no idea of.

“at least watch where you walk!!”, he mumbled.

He helped her stand and turned away from her, “khud ko sambhal nahi sakti and she was here to protect me!”

Though it was less than a whisper, her ears shot up, “I heard that! Thanks for that!”

He wasn’t surprised to know that she had heard it, “good for you!”

She gritted her teeth…so much attitude! Moron! Not worth her time. It was a mistake coming here. She pushed his hand away and somehow climbed the stairs, limping.

He was angry but couldn’t help noticing her tired form struggling up the stairs. He shook his head and jogged up to her.

She held the railing and waited for the pain to subside. And the next she moment she found herself being lifted up in his arms so swiftly.

“hey..hey… what are you doing? Put me down…”

He maintained a straight face as he walked her up the stairs, “shut up”

“what do you think of yourself Khurana… just put me down!”

As if he ever listened to anyone. She was stubborn, he had realized that, so was he! He kept a straight face and walked straight to her room and despite her attempts to free herself, he dumped her on the bed and leaned over her. She took a defensive stance looking straight into his eyes! He inched closer until he felt her breath on his face! the closest encounter ever… her breath was warm, indicating how angry she was but he cant risk her life for his own! not that he didn’t want security, but somehow something in his heart said she shoudn’t get hurt. And seeing her risking her life for him gave him the boost to just call it quits for her.

She had stilled completely finding him so close yet she was far from being deterred. She hated his guts, she hated his attitude and most importantly, she hated him! When she was very sure she’d slap him for this behaviour of his, he broke his silence.

“Tomorrow I am going to call uncle Rajeev and have you off this place and this job.”

He withdrew swiftly and walked towards the door. He stopped before going out and gave a sarcastic gruff, “so long Miss handa. I want to see you gone by tomorrow morning!”

And he just walked out, leaving her all alone, shocked and angry. The moment he was out, she limped towards the door and shut it close. This was too much. She gritted her teeth and held back the urge to shout as loud as she could. Tears, hot angry tears made their way down her cheeks as she threw her pistol on the bed along with her phone, her shoes and her dress.

She fell on the bed wearing only her slip and boy-short briefs and buried her face into the pillow. Just one week and this is unbearable. Her ankle hurt but she had no more energy to even wake up and do something. She took her phone and called Christine right at that instant.

Chris was asleep but seeing geet calling up so late had her startled. She quickly answered the call wondering it had to do something with work but was taken aback hearing a broken voice.

“geet… you okay baby? What’s wrong?”

“I am coming back tomorrow! I have had enough.”, she mumbled, with her voice trembling. She didn’t whether it was because of her being angry or upset.

“but what happened..tell na..”

“we’ll speak tomorrow.” And she hung up. She switched off her phone, turned off the lights and slept off.


She walked out carrying her suitcase, passing maan and Rajeev who stood in the hall, watching her. Rajeev glared at maan, “what the hell are you doing maan… its a big mistake.”

“thats it old man. I have had enough. I listened to you that day and its time you listen to me as well. I don’t want any woman guarding me around.”

Geet stopped on her tracks, gulping down her anger. She was very sure this taunt was directed at her. She turned back and shook hand with Rajeev, “it was indeed a privilege working for you sir and am thankful for that, unlike people who are awfully rude and manner less and ungrateful!”

Maan got the subtle comment. He turned towards her with a glare and she returned the same with equal intensity. But this time, she didn’t falter, rather smile coldly and put on her sunglasses and extended her hand for a shake, “well then Mr. Khurana, I must leave. Thank You for letting me stay here. It was nice meeting you.”

then i hope, we are not going to see each others face ever after Miss Handa!”, he smiled and shook hands with her.

She cringed and pulled back quickly and made her way out. Rajeev’s car was there to drop her back at her apartment. She sighed in relief the moment she got in. Just a week and things were crazy with this man. She just hoped she never saw this rude and so conceited man ever again in her life. But right now, she was back on her holiday and she’d make a good use of it to make sure she forgot the whole pathetic week!



Geet and Christine entered the pub. It was 11 at night and she was back on her holiday after that khurana fiasco. Chris was worried with whatever happened with maan but then geet was a strong person. She decided she’d just forget that worse time and enjoy her holidays and she had agreed.  Not once after she had comeback, had geet taken the name of that arrogant man. She sighed as geet dragged her towards the bar.

“tequila??“, geet giggled, swaying to the music.

“whattt?”, chris screamed unable to hear geet in the loud music.

“you wanna have something??“, geet screamed louder, eager to get to the dance floor.

Chris nodded and hoisted her up on the bar stool and looked at the bartender, “one Black Velvet Please.”

Geet grinned and shook her head. That was christine’s favourite of all.

“one Whiskey Blazer…”

Chris gaped at geet, “hey…didn’t you say the last time that it was a bit too strong for you?”

“who cares…its time to cross limits darling.”

She took her drink and rushed to the dance floor where some of their other friends were waiting as well. Chris was glad that geet was alright and she joined them after sometime.

No one knew how much time went by but geet and her friends were having super fun. They were drunk and with no worry at all, they had made friends around and joined others as well and had no idea of what the world dealt with.

Geet laughed and banged on the bar counter and called for the bartender to make another drink. As she waited, her eyes fell on a certain somebody’ that made her cringe.  She tried not to care but the sight irritated her. Chris joined her after sometime and realized geet was looking at someone. She looked at that same direction and found her jaw drop to the ground.

“what the… isn’t he…isn’t he…Ma..Maan Khurana with that girl?”

Geet rolled her eyes trying not to think of him, just like she did all these days and tunred away to receive her drink and mumbled, “must have breached his security again. What a fool!”

Chris turned back to her and looked at her quizzically, “breached his own security? How do you know?”

Geet sipped her drink, “he has done that before as well…”

She quickly finished her drink and placed the glass on the counter with a bang. Simultaneously, another glass was placed beside hers with a similar bang and a person stood beside her.

“Two Blazers please, one for me and one for this lovely lady beside me!”

Geet glared at him, “why the hell are you here Khurana? And I don’t need your drink…”

” Its not my drink, its the bar’s! Cant you just stop being a stubborn ass for once Miss Handa? Someone is trying to be a gentleman here and you…arrghh! spoilsport!”

“you’re drunk!”, geet looked away.

He smiled and leaned over her shoulder until his breath tickled her ear, “and so are you! “

The bartender served thir drinks and went off. Maan forwarded one to her and smiled, ” come on beautiful, just loosen up already!”

She hated that word! He never calls her everything but her name. She quickly finished her drink and wiped her lips, “i don’t know why you are doing this but let me remind you Mr Khurana, it was you who amended never to see each others’ faces by all means so why are you here? Someone as important as you just shouldn’t be talking to someone like me! But yes, I wont be ungrateful for thats not my nature. So thank you for the drink!”

She turned to leave when he grabbed her hand and pulled her hard that she collided with his chest, “one dance wouldn’t hurt, eh, Beautiful??!!!”


next: dance???Shocked and trouble again!LOL