Chapter 24

[MEMBERSONLY]

ASR's Special Day

PREV PART:ASR's Honeymoon

The couple was long back from their trip to the island and Paris. They were back to their original schedules, the packed ones to be precise. As soon as they returned, Khushi had got busied herself in the household chores while Arnav was caught in the AR Fashion Houses, not that he wanted to, buy he had business to take care off too. Aman had handled the business efficiently till now, nut his presence was required now.

Much to the annoyance of the new couple, they couldn't spend much time together; he had been returning from office lately these days and would rush to office just after his breakfast. As much annoyed Khushi was, she understood his predicament too.

But today she very very annoyed.

Reason ?

Arnav had left for office early morning, even before she woke up. She worried, I he had had his food and medicine and he leaving in that way also meant they did not kiss too.

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Now Mrs. Raizada was busy taking out her frustration, oh not in the way your mind is wandering. She was in the kitchen, making jalebis while muttering incoherent nothings.

" Laad Governor! I will show him what Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada can do." She muttered.

Not that he did not know what his little wife was capable of, whispered a part of her mind.

As soon as the thought struck her, a deep red hue spread all over her. It was difficult to believe what all she had done, all thanks to her irresistibly hot husband.

Was it he mistake if he husband was too handsome for her to keep he hands to herself? She shrugged he shoulder, Of course not, it was entirely his fault, she concluded.

Back to square one, Mrs. Raizada was busy planning to teach he husband a few lesson, after the husband subsided.

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In the other part of the city too the person's condition was no less. Mr.Raizada stood in his office looking through the window. It had been long since they had spent some quality time. The tight schedules had literally got him.

But today he had no work, he smiled at the thought. He was exactly aware what his wifey must be doing because he had neither informed her in the morning nor had he received her calls.

A little patience wifey, he told himself. This day is special for them and he will leave no stone unturned to show how special she was.

"ASR, the preparations are almost done." Grinned an overly excited Aman.

Who would have thought ASR would be this romantic, but when it came to Khushi bhabi, ASR was a total different case, mused Aman

"Good job, but please shut your mouth, I am in no mood to watch toothpaste commercials." Arnav hit back.

The smiled faltered on Aman's face before it was resumed.

" You will have to experience only tooth paste commercials from employees, if they get even the slightest hint about what their boss is up to."

This is fun ASR

"Thanks for the information, you can leave Aman." Arnav dismissed Aman making the other chuckle, before walking out.

Khush dear, be ready.

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Khushi wore the red saree, that Anjali had given her, put on her earrings. She lined her eyes with kohl and applied red lip gloss. She was going with the family to a party, her laad governor be damned.

He did not call her since morning, so she will also not inform him about the party.

She looked at herself in the mirror for the final time and left the room.

When she reached the hall, she realized everyone looked highly annoyed.

" What happened di?" she asked.

"What does this chote think Khushiji?" Anjali threw back another question.

"What did he do?" she asked, now what had her laad governor done.

"I called him and informed him about the party and that we are going, but he asked us to leave you here as you and he shall be attending a party."Anjali huffed.

"Its ok di. I will stay back."she replied although she wanted give an earful to he husband.He will get busy once in the party and she did not really want to attend any official party with him.

"But even HP ijj not at homes." Mami said.

"that's not a problem mamiji." Khushi said and after a lot of coaxing, she was successful in sending them.

She left for her room waiting for her laad governor

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It was fifteen past nine and still Arnav had not returned. Angry at him, she stood up to change her dress, when she heard the sound of a breaking vase.

Startled at the sound she came out of the room, but was soon held captive in strong arms, her mouth shut by the person's hand.

She exactly knew who this person was. It was no rocket science. She knew him inside out and can recognize his touch even in her sleep.

She pushed him back with a sudden force. He had not anticipated that coming and hit the wall. The little tigress instantly hovered over him and trapped him.

"What do you think you are doing Mr.Raziada?" she hissed.

He held her waist. "You exactly know that." He said with a wink.

" I am not talking to you. You left in the morning and didn't receive a single call of mine."

" It was necessary Khushi." he replied callously.

"But now that I am here, lets make it up."he said suddenly lifting her up.

"Party Arnavjiii????"

"Shshs! You speak a lot."he said carrying her to the terrace.

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She was not prepared for this. The terrace was beautifully decorated with roses, red roses and candles. Amidst all the decoration ,stood a table for two.

She was mesmerized.

"party?" she asked trying to confirm.

"ofcourse Khushi. There is no party just you and me." He said pulling her closer eyeing her lips.

"you are so me..."she had to eat up the remaining words when his lips descended on her for the oh so needy kiss. It had been more than twenty four hours that they had kissed. They kissed each other as if they had found an oasis in a desert.

They matched the others passion with equal fervor. Lick for lick, bite for bite and mostly hunger for hunger.

It seemed as though they had been parched. His hands roamed on her body, aware of every dip and rise of her body.

The way they were eating each other's mouth, it was difficult to say they would break apart, but reluctantly they did when the need for oxygen was too strong to control.

He dipped his ace in her neck, while she rested her head on his chest.

" I love you." She said in gasps.

"I love you too." He replied, his warm breathe fanning her neck perspiration had broke due to the intensity of the kiss.

They had a teasing dinner because, they found it too difficult to keep their hands to themselves.

He had asked her for a dance and she had happily obliged.

His hands found her waist once again. Their eyes were held captive by the other, oblivious to the slow music playing in the background. Their heartbeats was the best music for them.

Soon the pace of their dances dampened when he started placing kisses on her neck, transferring the heat to her, not that she needed it.

The flood gates of their memories broke and they remembered the first dance they had shared. There was a huge difference in their relationship now.

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Later, much later they were engulfed in each others embrace and the room resounded with their pleasurable moans and groans.

" Thank you Arnavji."

" You remember what today is?" he asked ignoring her thanks.

" No" she replied because this was definitely not their wedding anniversary.

"Today, last year was the first time I felt you. I kissed you Khushi."he said pulling her closer.

"I didn't remember it." She admitted guiltily, "Was this planned?" she suddenly asked.

Arnav chuckled. " I had no work today Khush.I was planning this and the Raizada family is in the farmhouse and no party."

"Haw???It was all planned?That saree too" she asked as the realization dawned.

"Yup I had designed it for you baby."he said placing a sound kiss on her cheek.

"I do not have a gift." She pouted.

"Oh sure you do have." He said with a wink

"what?"she asked.

"Another round?" he asked making her gape, but eventually she flushed.

They continued giving gifts to each other all the night, till they forgot the number of gifts that had been exchanged between them.

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