The Unbreakable bond - Page 3

"Hmm, day dreaming again I see." Malini walked into the kitchen going straight to the tea pot, poring herself a cup and bringing the pot to Khushi she refill hers. Breathing in the aroma of the Brue from her cup she took a sip and sighed. "Ha! What more does an old woman need but a cup of perfect tea."

"Old! And you, Maa you could give young women like me a complex" Khushi teased as she went to sit down at the dining table. It was almost 7.30 she had to go to work, taking a paratha out of the bread basket and some curd in a bowl; she began to gulp down her breakfast.

"Relax beta, eat slowly, or how will your body accept the food you need all the sustenance, what with all the work you do." Malini chided her.

"Sorry." Khushi said with her mouth full, swallowing the remaining quickly, "I have to make the last minute preparations for the Khurana wedding, make sure everything is set, last night the mendhi ceremony went very well, the clients were very pleased."

"good and what about the 'Royal Lake view palace resort' any news of what is happening."

"oh yes, that has indeed been taken over by some Delhi company, but the present management is keeping it under wraps for the moment." she squared her shoulders proudly, " but my sources tell me that the deed has been signed and the new owner will be arriving within a couple of days with some staff from Delhi to take over the management."

Malini frowned "what about our contract with the old management will it be null and void."

"maa don't worry, I have spoken with advocate Sharma, he says our contract has a clause. That states that if the hotel if taken over or bought out any new company the new management will have to renew our contract and retain our services, so don't worry" taking her dish to the sink to wash and set aside she turned around and placed a kiss on Malini cheek " and I have already spoken to Mr. Rajsingh and he assured me there would be no problem with the new management"

Giving Malini a cheeky smile "Mr. Rajsingh has promised that he would make an appointment with the new CEO, to discus the terms of the new contract. As you can clearly see that Mr. Rajsingh is totally head over heels in love with me"

"Mr. Rajsingh is old enough to be your grandfather, if he starts chasing young things like you he will meet his maker early." she snorted shaking her head at that Dil Khush Mr. Rajsingh.

Dressed for work in comfortable pink kurti and long blue skirt with a light yellow Stoll around her neck, coming out of her bedroom she went to the adjoining bedroom to check on the small figure bundled in the bed. Walking on tip toes she placed a soft kiss on the head breathing in the sweet baby fragrance that always made her heart swell, again dark brown eyes flashed before her making her gasp.

What was wrong with her? she thought shaking head she bounded down the stairs to the kitchen "Maa," pointing her finger up words, Malini smiled "Go, don't worry I'll take care of everything."

Yelling her thanks and saying goodbye Khushi got into the car in the drive way, placing her design folder and her carryall handbag in the back seat, she started the car and drove to her office which was in the business section of the city.

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In another part of the country, Arnav Singh Raizada stood at his bedroom window staring at the pool area of his house. It was late afternoon and he had come home from work early to prepare for this trip. In this past week he had felt restless, like a caged animal he had been tetchy and impatient with his staff. And with one look at his scowling face they had scurried away almost falling over each other to get out of his way.

He sighed this always irritated him to no end. Unlike other men who would have basked in such power Arnav Singh Raizada himself had not illusions of such kind. To him having power was just a means to an end. It simply got him what he wanted. But apparently not everything he wanted he thought as the old familiar pain short up his chest. As he closed his eyes, her face swarmed before his eyes. The memory of her face brought a bitter sweet ache to his heart.

"Khushi." He whispered it had been 4 years. Since she had walked out of his life with no explanation. He still remembered that day like it was yesterday. He had gone over it a million times wondering what he had done wrong.

That evening had been glorious. And for the first time in weak he had slept like a baby, secure in the knowledge that she was his. He had not known when she had left. He had woken up in late evening to find her gone for a moment he had panicked and had been ready to rush after her but he had steadied himself thinking. The situation was delicate and he would have to break the news to their families gently. And Khushi needed the space to get her bearings. She loved him this he knew and would never marry another man knowing that she loved him and he Arnav Singh Raizada would not brush her aside like he had done till now.

He had gone to hell for the past three weeks ever since he found out she was engaged another man. In a fit of rage he had set a date for his own engagement only to regret it later. She had still come to the house on Di's and Lavanya insistence to help with the arrangements. Seeing her face every day had done something to his inside that made him want to scream.

He could not understand what was happening to him, he had been unable to sleep yet he woke up every morning just to see her face. He had lost his appetite, food tasted like sawdust in his mouth. Di had said he was having pre engagement jitters. He didn't care about the engagement he didn't want to be engaged he only wanted Khushi.

Then one week before his engagement date she came and told them that she would not be coming anymore to Raizada house as the date for her marriage was set for two days before his engagement. The ground had disappeared from under his feet and even though he was standing firm, on the inside he felt like he had fallen into a abyss where he could not breath.

He had searched her face for signs of joy at her news, but though she smiled her eyes were like pools of sorrow that only he could see at that moment he had wanted to pick her up and carry her away and hide her from the world so she could never be taken away from him. She made him feel like the little boy he had been when he had hid his prize collection of shiny marbles because he didn't want to share them with his sister and brother.

Instead he had stood had looked at her with hard eyes. And like the idiot he was had said harshly, "Oh! good now you will be out of my hair for good." She had flinched, pain darting briefly in her eye, immediately, he wanted to take it back he had felt his throat constrict and his breath hitched in his chest, he wanted to take her in his arms and take her pain away. He clenched his fists tightly instead.

Di had reproached him "Chote! how many times have I told you not to talk that way, it is a joyful occasion for Khushi, be happy for her."

Oh yeah!, then how come she does not look happy, and how come I feel miserable and how come I want to bash in the face of the guy she is marrying he thought as he stomped out of the room in angry misery. Wanting terribly to break something preferably the fianc face, but settled for banging his bedroom door.

The next couple of days had been living hell for him, he had yelled and screamed at everyone, not spearing even Di or Nani. Like a Grisly bear with a toothache he roared and snapped and any that happened to be in the line of fire. So they had stayed out of his way wondering what was wrong with him. Blaming his bad mood on pre-engagement jitters, they had left him to his own devise. Lavanya and Di had made plans to go shopping with Khushi, and he had wanted to break and burn the house down.

Three days before her wedding day, the ladies had gone shopping in the morning and then in the evening all the family members had gone with Nani to attend a jagran the temple. He had locked himself in his room refusing to come out, stating he had work to do.

Instead he had moped around with an ache in his chest that just would not go away. He wanted Khushi and in three days she would belong to someone else and would be completely out of his reach. He had screamed for om prakash to bring him coffee.

He had stood by his bedroom window with his eyes close fearing that at any moment tears would roll down his cheeks, that was when he had sensed her, opening his eyes is saw her reflection in the window. God she took his breath away. "you! What are you doing here" he barked as he watched her flinch.

"Om Prakash Bayia has left, I came to return Lavanyaji package she left with accidently." He didn't say anything as he watched her reflection. Taking a deep breath she said "you wanted coffee so I..."

His chest was aching painfully "so you decided to make it yourself, how kind" he said sarcastically through gritted teeth, "fine, leave it and get out." He said cruelly.

He didn't turn around but just watch her in the window she took a few steps forward and placed the mug on the coffee table and stepped back she turned towards the door to walk away. Agony of the kind he never knew washed over him that it shook his entire being. She stopped and turned to look at him over her shoulder, what he saw on her face made his heart stop. Her face mirrored his, he could see he agony, mask her face. No he thought he could not her walk away from him this time.

"Khushi" her name broke out from the throat, with two long strides he closed the distance between them and took her into his arms. He rained kisses on her face. She shuddered as huge sobs raked her tiny frame as she put her arms around him burying her face in his chest she cried her tears soaking his shirt. All the while he kissed her hair and shoulders and held her tight running his hands over her body he pulled her close, moulding her soft slim figure to his hard body. Soothing and caressing her at the same time.

He had been so scared that she would push him away and run. He could not fathom what he would do if she had done so, surely his heart would break he thought. But she didn't leave, she clung to him raising her face to accept his kisses. As he took her lips with his all thought left him all he knew was the taste of her so sweet, like nectar for the gods, he drank her in, as her arms went around his neck her fingers entwining in his hair. He pulled her with him to the bed she came willingly.

As they sank to the bed he unfastened her dress and pulled it off her shoulder. Trailing kisses down her neck to her exposed skin of her shoulder and chest. She tugged at his shirt at his waist band with hesitant hands. Unable to bare it he just ripped his shirt over his head and discarded it. Their cloths fell away and they were entangled in each other's arms.

The sensation of her soft smooth silky skin against his drove him insane with need. He kissed and caressed every inch of her body. And she matched kiss for kiss and caress for caress delighting him with her innocent boldness. She ran her hand down his back digging her nails into his skin relating her need. Her mouth had clung to his as their tongue had played together drinking each other's essence. Her little teeth had nibbled on his shoulder making him groan with pleasure. She looked at him with eyes full of love that his heart filled with joy. The smile on her lips when she yielded to him was like she held the secrets of the universe that only he could read and she was giving them to him freely.

He knew at that moment that she loved him and he loved her. He took her away with him on a tide of sweet sensation and they flew together over the stars and moon. She had whispered his name like a pray over and over again with each movement of the possession of her body with his. His eyes did not leave her face as her body arc into a bow and her eyes glazed over with release at the same time as him.

Neither of them had said a word. He had felt no need for words as they lay spent in each others arms. He took her wrist in his hand and brought it to his lips kissing the pulse that beat there, running his tongue over it. He had wanted to say so many things to her, he had wanted to tell her of his love for her but his throat was so choked up with emotions that the words could not come.

She seemed to understand as she took his head and pulled it to her shoulder she shushed him soothing him with her hand. Having her in his arms had released all the stress of the past weeks and he fell into a deep peaceful sleep with his face buried in her hair. His last thought was that her hair smelled life a field of flowers with a hint of cardamom. And before falling asleep he had whispered "hmmm cardamom."

wonderful update, you described the scene using words very beautifully sculpted, so it wasnt raw and rough, it was effortless and not crude, love where the story is going, cont soon x