Chapter 17

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CHAPTER 15: Aankhon Ki Gustakiyaan!!

Khushi opened the letter and stood like a statue with eyes open like saucers as she read the contents. Arnav who came out of the washroom after washing his hands and face looked confused at Khushi's state. Her hands that were holding the paper were trembling badly. He immediately went next to her tapped her shoulder.

Arnav: Khushi?

Khushi just dint response but her eyes said it all. There was something in that letter. He immediately grabbed the paper and read the contents.

Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada.

Better back off from participating in theFashion show. It will do good for you. Else you wont remain to participate in anything. Or may be you will be participating from the heaven. If you value your life, back off now before its late. Or you are completely responsible for what ever will be happening to you. This will be the last warning as you have been ignoring the warnings sent before.

It was a computer typed letter without anyone's signature. Arnav reached for its cover and saw that it had only his office address and nothing about the sender. He covered the letter placing it on the table he reached Khushi's side who was observing him.

Arnav: Khushi lets better start our work. Lots are pending.

Saying he tried moving, but Khushi held his hand.

Khushi: Arnavji, lets back off?

Arnav: you must be kidding.

Khushi: I am serious.

Arnav: Khushi, this is a very big event. And a chance to establish AR in India. How can...

Khushi: not at the cost of your life Arnavji.

Meenu: can a confession be more honest than this?

Arnav was little happy hearing that.

Arnav: Khushi, we cannot do that just for one letter.

Khushi: just one?

Arnav dint look at her clearly saying conveying her his discomfort.

Khushi: I asked you something and I want truth. NOW.

Arnav: I am the boss I suppose.

Khushi: oh well then Mr. I AM BOSS. You are free to hug your letter, I am not into this. Bye.

She was about to leave and this time he caught her wrist stopping her.

Meenu: Lo ji, these both are playing stop stop game. Huh!

Arnav: Khushi, listen.

Khushi folded her hands on her chest distracting him completely. He thought

Arnav: She shouldn't have worn that dress with that particular cut giving the perfect shape of her... ARHHH ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA GET A GRIP n STOP BEHAVING LIKE A TEENAGER WITH RAGING HORMONES.

He closed his eyes composing himself.

Arnav: Khushi I dint mean that way.

Khushi: This is not the answer I want.

Arnav: fine, this is the 5^th letter.

Khushi opened her mouth in perfect O and gasped loudly driving him crazy completely.

Khushi: Arnavji, did you call the cops?

Arnav: This is not so serious to that level Khushi.

Khushi: Are you freaking mad? You have been getting threat letters and that too 5 and you say its not serious. We are not participating. That's it.

Arnav: Khushi no, see its just a negative step against our growth by our rivals. We cannot let them win can we?

Khushi: but Arnavji, its your life you are playing with.

Arnav: don't worry about my life Khushi.

Khushi: How can I not?

Arnav smirked.

Arnav: Why?

Khushi looked here and there not looking at him.

Khushi: I mean... we are friends. I will have to worry for my friends right?

Arnav: really?

Khushi(glaring): come to the point.

Arnav: Calm down my tigress. I have made arrangements and tightened the security for us. Nothing to worry ok.

Khushi: but still...

Arnav: Khushi, do you trust me?

That question hit her hard. She dint know the answer for that. She lost the hope on him the day he asked for a night. She looked at him with expressionless face.

Arnav: wrong question I think.

Khushi: see Arnavji, all I want is you to take care of yourself. I don't want you to risk your life for just a fashion show. AR is not gonna sht down with this one project and I am sure you will not shut it too. But still if you feel this important, I cannot be forcing you. So I leave it up to you. But one thing, you will not ignore your meals. And please have a shave tomorrow. It will take only 5 minutes.

Arnav laughed out loudly hearing that.

Arnav: Tum bilkum pagal ho. Pata hai tumhe?

You are mad. You know that?

Khushi: Yeah I know. Right from birth. Paidayishi defect.

Arnav: I can see that. But what is this sudden concern about my food and health? Before you used join me for lunch n coffee only on my insistence. You never did this before. Anything I am supposed to know?

He asked tilting his head cutely smirking.

Meenu: Aha.. Arnav Babu.. if you ask like this.. who can think straight? Very bad on your part. Now see the bichari's state.

Khushi was all conscious, blushing. To hide it, she tucked the loose strands of her hair behind her ears which was one wrong move. He caught her blushing. When he opened his mouth to ask something, she popped.

Khushi: Yes actually you should know. Your uncle called me and asked me to take special care of you as he predicted that you will be in bhook hartal(hunger strike) by now. And seeing you, I think he is right. You look really worse than a starving beggar.

Meenu: ouch! That was a bad move. ASR ko beggar kaha?

Arnav snapped his head at her and glared with fury. Khushi knew that she has spoken too much. She started moving back as he forwarded.

Arnav: Did you just call me a beggar?

Khushi: A... Ar... Arnavji...

Arnav: you called THE ASR a beggar Khushi?

Khushi hit his cabin wall. Now she has to think of the damage control soon.

Khushi: Arnavji its your fault. Look at yourself in mirror. Your stubble of god knows how many days and your lean cheek, sunken eyes.. anyone will think like that.

The anger was far gone replaced by a vicious smirk.

Arnav: I never knew Khushi that you noticed such things about me.

He said huskily as he caged her efficiently between his arms and the wall.

The red hue in her cheek became more dark with each passing second and his breath fanning her face was not at all helping.

Khushi: Arnavji.. what are you doing? Leave me.

Meenu: really you want him to leave?

Arnav: not today Khushi. I want my answers. FOR EVERYTHING.

Meenu: ahan... Bad move babua.

Hearing this Khushi closed her eyes and her face became pale.

Khushi: Arnavji. Leave me. we have to get things ready for the fashion show. Its only 2 more days.

Arnav: Why are you so stubborn? Why cant you just spit it out? I can see that you care for me. you feel for me. but no.. You wont accept. Everytime I see you distancing yourself from me, it kills me Khushi. Do you know why I never found girls interesting? Because everytime I see a girl, this...

He saw her eyes deeply indicating them.

Arnav: this same pair of honey orbs disturbs me. and you know, this happened even before we met in that party. What is happening to me Khushi? Why are you doing this to me?

Listening this, Khushi was at the peak of happiness. What she thought of him all along was not completely true. He did remember her. Her eyes precisely. Its just that he is not able to recognize. But the same insecurity piled up in her. WHAT IF HE FAILED TO RECOGNIZE HER TILL THE END?

Khushi slowly came out of his hold and looked at him.

Khushi: Arnav ji, There are many things which don't have a proper explanation apart from yourself. For such things you shoild question yourself and not others. I dono what is happening to you. But I am not responsible for whatever is happening to you. Just hit your brain and think. Now I am going to finalize the designs. Evening be ready we have to check the event venue. Ok now you are free to check your files. And one more thing, MAKE THE SECURITY DOUBLE STRONG. Do you get that?

Arnav chuckled at her ferocious form.

Arnav: Ok my jungli bhilli. I will do that. And we are going in my SUV. I cannot come to the venue in your darling scooty.

Khushi: Ok baba. I will ask someone to get my scooty to the venue.

Arnav: Mohan will take your scooty home and I will drop you.

Khushi just huffed and went to her designing section while he went to production unit.

So what do you think will happen next? Arnav's life in danger?

Khushi helpless?

I am done.. BYE!!

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