Broken Angel ArHi SS : Updated Chapter 8!!! - Page 7

Originally posted by: ..-Sanzz-..

Awww, They Patched Up :) 😳 Khushi Was SOOO Embarrassed When It Came To The Kiss . Hmmm, Arnav Was Jealous 😆

A month had passed since Payal's wedding and Khushi couldn't be happier. She had never thought she would ever say this but Arnav was perfect. Well not in the sense that he didn't make any mistakes or didn't have any flaws, but in the sense that he was perfect for her. What they had was perfect. In the past month, they had fought, argued and had made up countless times. But every moment spent with him, no matter how it was spend, was perfect for her. Especially if it was spend kissing and touching, she thought with a mischievous smile. She had never in her wildest dreams imagined that kissing could be so addictive but here she was hopelessly addicted to Arnav's touch. And she was pretty sure that he was just as addicted if his eagerness to always touch her was any indication.

She scanned her room wistfully, remembering the time when her Jiji had also shared it with her. It seemed too empty now. She had known that she would miss Payal after her wedding but never knew how much until after she was gone. Although, she visited her as much as she could, it wasn't the same.

Khushi shook herself out of her melancholy thoughts and decided to get ready. The prospect of the afternoon immediately put her in a happy mood. She was going to have lunch with Arnav today! Since Payal and Aakash had gone for their honeymoon two weeks ago, she hadn't had many excuses to go the Raizada house. That had severely limited her Arnav time. Moreover, there had been a problem in the office which had kept Arnav extremely busy these past couple of days because without Aakash he was handling it by himself. He had forbidden everyone to tell Aakash about it, wanting him to enjoy his honeymoon. Her heart had filled with warmth when she found out about this, realizing yet again what a wonderful human being he was.

She droned on her pink coloured anarkali dress with matching bracelets and earrings and went outside to find her mother to let her know that she was leaving. Her mother was talking with Buaji in the latter's room and both had worried frowns on their faces. They stopped talking as soon as they saw her enter.

"Kya hua Amma, Buaji? Aap log pareshan lag rahe hain." (What happened Amma, Buaji? You guys look worried.) Khushi's mother quickly changed her expression and smiled pleasantly at her daughter.

"Kuch nahin hua bitiya. Tu bata, kahaan ja rahi hai tayaar ho ke." (Nothing happened. Now tell me where are you going all dressed up?) Khushi narrowed her eyes, trying to gauge whether her mother was telling the truth or not. Her gaze fell on the clock and she realized that she was on the verge of getting late.

"Woh hum ne kal pataya tha na, apni dost se milne jaa rahe hain. Us ne ghar pe boloya hai." She said not meeting their eyes. Both her mother and Buaji were eager to get Khushi out of their sight because they knew that if she questioned them any further, she would guess that something was wrong.

"Acha theek hai, jao. Phone le ja yaad se. Aur wahaan pohunch kar phone kar dena." Khushi nodded to all of it, in the process of getting her bag and putting on her shoes. She thanked Devi Maiyya once again for being with her and left her house to go find a rickshaw hoping she wasn't too late.

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She reached the restaurant fifteen minutes late and swiftly went inside to look for Arnav. By the looks of it, it was a very posh place, its entire decorum screaming money. She scanned the patrons, looking for him but couldn't find him anywhere. She decided to go and ask the snotty looking hostess at the entrance of the restaurant. It took nearly a minute of throat clearing for the lady to look up at her with an annoyed expression. She gave her a rude once over before scrunching her nose up, like she smelled something distasteful.

"Yes?" Khushi didn't let the attitude affect her and smiled pleasantly.

"Do you have a reservation for Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada?" The hostess raised her eyebrows in surprise before replying.

"Yes we do." Khushi stared at her for a moment, waiting for her elaborate before sighing impatiently.

"Well, could you take me to him? He is expecting me." The hostess narrowed her eyes before giving Khushi a stiff nod. She followed her to a set of staircase leading up to the private dining area. She shook her head in exasperation; trust Arnav to do nothing half way.

Khushi felt her whole being vibrate with happiness when she saw him sitting there in a grey suit, looking as dashing as ever. Her heart skipped a beat when his eyes met hers, before going into a full throttle when he gave her a beautiful smile. He waved away the hostess and watched as she made her way towards him. When she stopped in front of him, he grasped her hand and gave her a sharp tug making her sit in his lap. She let out an involuntary gasp at his action and looked up at the devious smile adorning his face.

"Ab theek hai. This is where you should be at all times." Her eyes sparkled at his unexpected proclamation and she leaned in to kiss his cheek.

"Hi. Sorry I am late. Woh rickshaw milte milte der hogi." Arnav opened his mouth to say something but she continued, knowing what it was he was going to say.

" I know I know. You said that you will send a car for me but I told you I didn't need it right? And here I am in front of you all by myself." He sighed and gave up knowing nothing could win him this argument. Instead he opted to sit back and hold her tightly in his arms, the tension of the past week at work leaving his body at her presence.

It was amazing and a little embarrassing how much he had missed her over the past week. Even though, they talked as often as they could on the phone. Well… Khushi had talked and he had listened but he hadn't been able to see her or hold her in his arms causing him to feel like there was something missing. Now, he felt at peace. He was getting a bit scared at the extent of his feelings for her but he pushed his fear at the back of his mind to deal with later.

He watched as she looked around the dining area. He had picked it especially for the privacy it provided, wanting to spend the time he had with her with no interruptions.

"Typical." She muttered under her breath and he raised a questioning eyebrow at her remark.

"Arnav Singh Raizada aam logon ki tarah toh nahin restaurant mein ek table reserve kar sakte. Nooo. You have to reserve the entire dining area."

He smirked at her, playing with her hair while he spoke.

"Of course. Only the best for me." She shook her head and laid her head on his chest, closing her eyes when she felt him kiss her forehead. Just then their server came in the room, interrupting them with a cough. Khushi's face turned fiery hot with the power of her blush when she realized that someone else was in the room and she hastily tried to get up from his lap. He longed to keep her in his embrace but allowed her to disentangle herself from his arms and sit on the chair beside him.

"Good afternoon sir. My name is Saira and I will be your server today. Here are the menus." Arnav passed a menu to Khushi, opening his own to look at the options. This was a very prestigious restaurant indeed, specializing in many cuisines. He glanced at her to find her looking a bit overwhelmed with all the options.

"Do you like Chinese food Khushi?" he whispered in her ear. When she nodded, he pointed out the area where the Chinese food was listed. She gave him a relieved smile in response and he turned back to his own menu.

"I will have the mushroom ravioli with chopped shrimps on the sides and a glass of your finest white wine please." Their server noted it down and turned to Khushi to take her order.

"Umm… I think I will have the sweet and sour chicken with fried rice. For drinks I will have a coke." Their waitress nodded and went to get their food when Arnav stopped her.

"Next time, knock and wait for me to say enter before you come in the door. Understood?"

"Y-yes sir." Once their server was gone, Khushi turned towards him with a little smirk.

"What?" He asked her.

"You just had to scare the poor girl didn't you?" She shook her head at him, smiling all the while. He leaned closer to her until his face was only a couple of inches away from her.

"Of course I had to. Do you know the reason I picked this private dining area?" He whispered softly. She felt her breath catch in her throat at his sudden proximity and could only shake her head in answer to his question.

"So, I could do this." And he kissed her.

She closed her eyes with a moan and moved closer to him, yearning for more. God! She was getting better and better at his every time. He sought entry into her warm mouth, groaning at her intoxicating taste, having tasted it after so long. He buried his hand in her soft tresses and guided her mouth to kiss her as deeply as he could; telling her with his actions how much he had missed her. They moved their lips and tongues frantically against each other, making up for the lost time. Eventually they had to break apart to catch their breaths.

W-o-w! It gets better every time. Her lips were tingling and she was tempted to touch her fingers to them. Arnav stared at her as she regulated her breath, noting her flushed cheeks, her swollen lips and her bright eyes. His heart swelled as he gazed at her, an unrecognizable feeling spreading in him. He had a sudden urge to touch her, hold her close and never let her go. He threaded his fingers through hers and she smiled at him. He pulled her gently so that she was sitting sideways on his lap, her legs on one side.

She watched him as he stroked her hand, noting for the first time the dark circles under his eyes. Her expression changed to one of concern as she brought her hand up to trace the tired lines of his forehead. He sighed as she stroked his face, his eyes falling shut.

"Arnav, have you been sleeping properly?"

He opened his eyes at her question to find her concerned and worried face staring at him.

"Don't worry Khushi, I don't that much sleep. And besides once the problems at work are over, I will be fine."

"What do you mean you don't need that much sleep? Everyone needs sleep. Even the great ASR." She replied adamantly, crossing her arms to stare at him sternly.

"Seriously, you don't need to worry about me." He replied once again while taking her hand and stroking the underside of her arm from her wrist to her elbow with the pads of his fingers. She felt herself reacting to his touch, her breathing rising but forced herself to stay on track.

"Stop trying to distract me. I-t's not working." She tried to say in a steady voice. Her breath hitched in her throat as he replaced his fingers with his mouth. He looked up to find her drooping eyes and smirked cunningly.

"Oh I think its working pretty well." Her mouth opened at his remark, affronted by his smug attitude and she snatched her arm away, crossing her arms against her chest tightly. He tried to control the smile that was threatening to break out on his face, loving the affect he had on her.

"If you don't take proper care of yourself and don't sleep properly then... then I am going to tell Anjali ji and Nani ji about it. You can have fun dealing with them fussing over you."

Oh she plays dirty He narrowed his eyes at her, knowing she had won this time. He sighed in defeat.

"Fine. I promise to take better care of myself from now on. "

"Really!" She squealed in happiness and put her arms around his neck, giving him a kiss on the cheek. All his annoyance drifted away at seeing her smile. He pulled her tightly against him, swooping down to press hot kisses on her tantalizing neck. She whimpered as he nipped at her pulse point, her hands moving through his hair and on his shoulders. His phone rang, putting an abrupt end to the moment between them.

Arnav laid his head on Khushi shoulder for a few seconds, trying to control his frustration. Really, he should just destroy the bloody thing.

"What?!" he shouted as soon as he answered. She winced, feeling sorry for whoever was on the phone. She ran her hands through his hair hoping to calm him and it seemed to be working because he leaned into her touch, giving her a small thankful smile.

Just then there was a knock on the door of the dining area, and she told the waitress to come in while getting up from his lap to sit on her chair. Arnav's phone conversation did not seem to be going well and he looked dispirited when he finally ended it. She looked at him with an apprehensive frown on her face, placing her hand on his once they were alone.

"What's the matter?"

"It's nothing. I just need to leave early. There is an important meeting that has come up that can't be postponed. We need to eat quickly."

She felt disappointed that their date had been cut short when they had met after so many days. But she also knew how important his work was to Arnav and gave him a smile to let him know she didn't mind. He leaned forward and gave her a soft kiss.

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They quickly finished their lunch and left the restaurant, Arnav insisting on dropping her off even though she insisted that she would be fine on her. But she secretly loved his protective side knowing this was the way his way caring for her. On the way she had suddenly remembered that she had to pick up Babuji's medicine and asked him to pull up in the nearest pharmacy.

"Arnav we have to stop." She murmured, pulling her head back a little to catch her breath. He nodded but pulled her back by his hand on the back of her neck, joining their mouths once again. He groaned when he felt her tongue wrestling against his, her taste like heaven. Eventually after a couple of minutes of ardent kissing, both of them pulled back to catch their breaths.

He looked at the time, realizing dejectedly that he had to leave immediately if he wanted to be on time.

"I have to go now." He said reluctantly, watching as she fixed her hair where he had ran his through it. She nodded and looked at him when she suddenly started giggling. He stared at her perplexed by her sudden outburst of laughter.

"What?"

Instead of answering him she leaned forward and wiped his mouth with her fingers. She help them up to show him the lip gloss she had wiped from them. He immediately looked in the car mirror and wiped his face clean with the rest of Khushi's lip gloss.

"Is it gone?" She wiped her fingers on the corner of his lips.

"All gone." He grabbed her hand, keeping it against his mouth and placed a kiss on her palm.

"I promise I will meet you again as soon as I can. And next time I will not let anyone interrupt my time with you or they will have me to answer to."

She smiled at him sweetly and gave him quick kiss on the lips.

"Bye."

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Unbeknownst to the happy couple, a figure lurking in the shadows was observing their every move. The person's hands tightened into fists as he watched the girl kissing the man. He punched the wall in a fit of anger, detesting the way he touched her, the way she looked at him.

He relaxed somewhat when the girl exited the car and went inside the pharmaceutical shop. He hated how happy she looked with him. No one except him had the right to make her happy, to touch her, to kiss her. Nobody but him because she was his.

As he continued to watch her a plan formed in his head, spreading a shrewd smile upon his face.

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"Thank you." She gave a pleasant smile to the nice cashier and left the store. She was putting her wallet back in her purse, not completely paying attention to where she was going when someone bumped into her. She looked up to find herself staring at a familiar face.

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