ArHi OS - The scorpion's Bite -Prt 2 (final) upd. - Page 3

"You're so unromantic Arnavvv!!!!" I whined frowning at the man who just so happened to be my husband. My arms were folded across my chest and I was in the midst of mustering the most pitiful puppy-dog expression which I had a hunch, would melt through his hard exterior in no time. His eyes remained fixed on the road ahead of him as his grasp on the steering wheel tightened. However, I hadn't missed the frequent flicker of his chocolaty eyes towards mine. He knows... I thought, pursing my lips in anger. He knows he'll give in if he looks at me, so he's turning away. "Laad governor kahika..." I mumbled under my breath, dropping the charade. He turned towards me with his eyebrows furrowed in accusation. "Well it's true!" I declared defensively. "All I asked for was an ice-cream! And you can't give me that much!? What kind of a rotten husband are you?!"

I huffed.

He rolled his eyes and shook his head, showing obvious exhasperation. "Yes. You did. At 1 O'clock in the morning. I'm not stopping in the middle of the street to get you an ice-cream cone right now. Besides, you'll get sick. So just keep quiet and go to sleep. We still have a while till we get home."

God, sometimes I just hate this stupid laad governor. "That's my point." I emphasized, trying to get him to see sense. "We still have a while to go, and I'm hungry."

"So you can have a fruit. It's in the dashboard." He suggested motioning towards the front compartment of the car.

"But I don't want a fruit. I want Ice-Cream. Now." I declared.

"Well then you can get it yourself and find your own way home. Because I'm not going to waste anymore time than we already have." My mouth dropped open in shock. How dare he, that laad governor?! This calls for desperate measures...

"Arnaaavvv..." I moaned. "You don't care about me anymore." I sniffed, wiping away false tears.

"Now where did caring come into our conversation." He grumbled. I knew he was giving in. I bit back the smile that itched to reveal itself.

"You don't care enough to get me an ice-cream!" I pointed out.

He sighed suddenly, as he stopped the car. "FINE! If I get you the stupid ice-cream will you shut-up!" My eyes grew wide. This was it... the moment I had been praying for...

"yes yes yes!"

He rolled his eyes. "Alright then, get out of the car!"

***

10 minutes later, Arnav and I stood in front of an ice-cream cart with me licking away at the ice-cream cone and him watching enviously. I hadn't let him get an ice-cream. He was diabetic.

"Arnav, you don't know what you're missing!" I said, licking my cone with enthusiasm. He glared at me, irritated. I stifled a laugh. "Oh ya?! Well if it weren't for you, I could have been happily licking one of those too! But NOOO!!!! When have you ever thought about my happiness??!"

I looked at him, my ice-cream suddenly forgotten. I sauntered closer, feeling my eyes well up with tears. "You don't really think that do you...?" I whispered against his ear. His words echoed in my ears, filling me with guilt. He moved back, the tears in my eyes coming as an unexpected shock.

"Khushi...? You're... you're crying??!" He asked incredulously! "Look at me Khushi..." He took my cheeks in his hands, forcing my eyes to lock with his. The tears rushed from my eyes like a furious stream - unstopping and unrelenting. "I would NEVER EVER think that about you! Do you understand?"

And then, I was engulfed in his arms. In that moment, I had realized one of the most important fact that I would remember for the remainder of my life. There was no place more safe... more comforting...than in Arnav's arms... I felt his masculine arms wind tighter around my waist providing the support that I needed. I shuddered against the feel of his skin against mine. It felt so right... so perfect...

"I love you... Khushi Kumari Gupta..." I looked up, my body still against his. "At least get my name right you Laad Governor..." I whispered, as I buried myself further in his arms. "It's Khushi Singh Raizada..."

He chuckled as his finger lightly caressed my cheek. "You're right. But coming back to the problem at hand... U did make me kind of jelous with that ice-cream cone in your hand... You deserve to be punished..."

I backed away from him quickly. The guilt had returned. "What is my punishment? I'll do anything!" I could see the faint smirk that formed on his lips. A sign of possible danger. I bit my tongue, mentally kicking myself for my quick response to his statement. "Anything huh...?"

He looked at me thoughtfully before putting forth his demand at last. "Well then Khushi Singh Raizada, I want ice-cream." I felt myself breathe a sigh of relief. "Oh! That's all?! Ok!!! One lick and that's it, ok?!"

He raised his eyebrows wickedly. "I'll be the judge of that thank you very much..." His hands trailed down my arms sending warm shivers through me. "Gosh... Arnav..." I mumbled, feeling my knees growing weak. "Stop doing that..." He ignored my pleas, his fingers continuing the havoc on my skin. It wasn't until he had reached my hand that he stopped at last.

I sighed as I moved closer to him. He was like a magnet, pulling me towards him with every passing moment. It came as a shock to me when he suddenly backed away. In his hand was the ice-cream cone I had been holding only moments ago. He looked at me, smugly, before placing his lips on it.

He licked his lips thoughtfully. "Hmm... It's ok... but it's not as sweet as I expected..." My mouth dropped open. How was it that a diabetic could not find a sugary ice-cream cone sweet??! I looked at him suspiciously before asking, "You are diabetic aren't you...?"

He grinned at me. "Yes. But c'mon. Anyone can handle this bland thing... I was looking for... a little more... you know, flavour..."

I frowned, folding my arms across my chest. "Well, I won't let you have any more sugar. You'll get sick." Arnav nodded. "Yep, that's a possibility! But Khushi... remember that time I fainted because of low sugar?! You wouldn't want that to happen again would you...? Especially not on such a lonely street...? Alone...?"

I felt my palms growing clammy at the mere thought. It had been so frightening when he had fainted. I thought for sure my heartbeat had stopped. I turned, focussing my attention towards him.

He looked at me, his eyes suddenly growing distant. "Oh...oh... I think it's happening again!!!! Khushi, bring me something sweet! Please!!!"

I gasped shocked. no no no... it couldn't be happening... not for a second time... no... hai devi mayyia... raksha karna... "Oh my god! Arnav!!! Here! Have the rest of my ice-cream!!!"

I thrust my cone in his direction, giving him permission to take a lick. "Not... sweet... enough..." He choked out. "need... something... sweeter..."

I bit my lips, suddenly growing frantic. What sweet thing could I possibly find on a deserted road??!"

"A-Arnav...!!! i don't know what to do!!! There's nothing here!!! What do you want? please tell me!"

I blinked back the tears that threatened to fall. No Khushi... this is the time to act... not cry...

"Your...your... your lips look pretty sweet to me... let me try them... Please..."

I dropped the ice-cream cone that I held as I gasped. I was furious. "So you were joking all along??!! How dare you Arnav Singh Raizada?! Bloody hell!!! That was NOT funny! You understand me!!!!?? I was scared damnit!!!"

I said, poking him with my index finger all the while. "You KILLED me from inside!!! Oh my god!!! What is WRONG with-"

My lips were suddenly pressed down by what seemed to be the most shocking force. Arnav. His tongue swept my lips, demanding entry into my mouth. Within moments, his hands were buried in my hair, holding them with desperation. Before I knew it, my arms were wrapped around him, all the anger within me, forgotten. He pulled me closer, kissing me with a new kind of passion. I clutched his shirt tightly, edging towards him like a moth to a flame. His hands danced over my body, exploring every inch of it. I did the same. The more we kissed, the more desperate I felt. Despite having his lips over mine already, I yearned for more... much much more...

But I knew we had to stop. I was running out of breath. I shoved him back lightly, trying to send across the message. But he seemed to involved in the kiss to notice. His lips pressed onto mine with newfound vigour evertime I pushed him away.

And when he had released my lips from his at last, he looked into my eyes, a smirk lining his lips. "Now that, Khushi Singh Raizada," he declared. "Is what I call sweet. My own... personalized... ice-cream..."

I felt my face grow red... so this had been his plan all along... If the ground would have opened up that instant, I would have happily slid within it. "A-Arnav... stop it now... It's 2 in the morning... everyone will be expecting us soon... we should leave..." He nodded, grinning. "Of course... but first, let me have another taste of my ice-cream will you?"

He enveloped his lips around mine once more... and this time, I didn't hesitate even for a moment before reciprocating the love and passion that the kiss held. I had succummed to his desires... Tonight, I would give him everything he had dreamt of... Tonight, I would break all rules..all boundries...tonight... was the night of surrender.