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Originally posted by: curledup

ahahahhahahahah! well finally time to update! allow me to tweek it a bit! I'm updating an hour early! 😆

Originally posted by: -JollyJabeen-

LOL. I just woke up 5 minutes ago. Liteally, Ran to the lappy to see if you updated! I have serious issue's😆

Originally posted by: curledup

and I love you for having these issues :D 😉

Originally posted by: curledup

^^ I AM! :D

Yeah so its kinda short *scrunches nose* I'm not sure you tell me? let me know how it goes!

also WICM = What it Cost Me

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Chapter 10: Love

The day seemed to be going from bad to good, his wife just landed into his arms however that did put an awful amount of pressure on his broken arm, he sighed as well as advantages there were also disadvantages of having a broken arm.

"Ouch" He whispered, and he caught the attention of his wife who opened her eyes.

'Bad move Raizada' As she stepped out of the circle of his arms and stepped away.

"Not so fast now" He said blocking her way to stand in front of her.

"Humara raste chodiye" She said.

"Humne kaab pakara hai" He returned.

She looked up her eyes spat hurt but a tinge, just a slight tinge also spat venom. Her eyes, how he would stop breathing, the air within him would get caught between his trachea and alveoli it was almost as if her eyes would cast some sort of spell. And it was this that let him down, she had managed to side step him and leave him staring at one of the many pillars that were in his mansion.

'Well played Mrs.Raizada well played' he concluded and strolled into the kitchen to find his sister and his jeeju in a rather comprising situation. He turned in a swift motion and in his haste to get out he knocked himself into the door, his sister called out to him but he dared not to turn and muttering some profanities under his breath he strode out of the room to climb the stairs to his bedroom.

He shuddered and closed his eyes to banish the picture from his mind. Opening his eyes he saw the back of his beloved wife who was busily folding clothes and tidying the room.

As she heard the door click behind her she turned to see her husband with the most devilish smirk on his face, walking towards the door she began to side step him hoping he would just let her go.

But he didn't.

"Where are you off to?" He asked her his eyebrows rising

"Excuse me please" She said her tone polite but biting.

"You haven't yet answered my question" He said moving to block her way.

"I want to go downstairs" She said

"Di and Jeeju are in a bit of a situation" His voice indicating much more than a situation.

A soft pink infused her cheeks and she narrowly avoided his gaze

"Whats wrong jaan? Jealous?" Jaan he would only use that endearment when he wanted to 'accidently' touch her, collide with her, or when she was helping him shower.

If anything her cheeks began to colour more. And before she knew it he was stepping towards her covering the small distance that was there prompting her to take a step back and making her trip over her sari.

Instinctively Arnav reached for her, preventing her from toppling over and crushing her to his chiselled form and the first thing that registered in her mind was the low muffled groan; she looked up and saw his face scrunched up.

Here eyebrows rose as if in silent inquiry of what was going through his mind, whilst the rest of her body began to respond to his moving fingers.

So he dictated "First things first, you are not wearing another sari ever again, the amount of times you have tripped over is ridiculous"

"Why do you care?" Was her response, her lips tightening into a thin line.

If anything Arnav felt slightly more relieved than before, now her tone of voice was more angry than hurt, he could work with anger but not hurt.

Distracting her he told her she still hadn't answered his question, whilst she begun to struggle against him he told her in clear tones that he would not release her till he answered her questions.

"No, no I'm not jealous" was the answer from her mouth however her eyes told a different tale.

So being the businessman he was he took advantage of the situation at hand and before she could protest any further he begun to press open-mouthed kisses on the length of her neck.

"No need to be jealous jaan, I'm here naa?" He teased her in-between his many kisses.

And what Khushi presented to him in return was like the clouds in the sky, soft and warm in some areas but other areas were tense and dark waiting for the rain to assail them.

Somehow she managed to push him away and cowered away from his touch making a run for the door, but the escape was not successful as she felt a tug on her pallu and before she could breathe he had her snugly tucked into his torso.

"I've told you many times I don't like it when you don't let me finish" Khushi jumped at the tone of his voice she began shivering as the roar of fear deafened her sensitive ears.

Arnav could feel her visibly shaking under his grip, he swore under his breath and let her go. Hearing her apologize he saw her leave the room with shaky legs. Inwardly cursing himself he willed his arm to recover but that wasn't going to happen if he went by the doctors, not for at least another week, and then he could shower her with all the affection he could muster until she was coated and branded with only love.

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Unfortunately for the Raizada family dinner that night was not full off Khushi's infectious laughter and her chatter instead it was shadowed with Payal's high-toned cackles and screeches.

Even Nani the woman who tried to see the better in everyone she had ever met and spoken to found it hard to stop the sighs escaping her, for once she was grateful for Manoramas taunts and interruptions, and nani couldn't help but fill her body with regret as she recalled the past and how she could've stopped things but didn't.

Having said there was another member in the family who was guilty and Mama-ji tried not to feel it but he couldn't supress it. If only he put his foot down and stood as a father figure, than perhaps today the situation would be different.

Unconsciously the whole family sighed together apart from the two who seemed besotted with each other; unconsciously the whole family seemed to be aware of the torrid emotions going through Khushi apart from the two. They all knew that something had happened in the confines of Arnav's and Khushi's bedroom for her behaviour to abruptly change. And the person who could no doubt feel it the most was Arnav; he looked on at his wife as he nibbled on the carrots that were in his plate and wondered how he could ever make it up to her? Would he ever get a chance to redeem himself? All the thoughts that assailed him made his brain feel like a ticking time bomb, waiting for the explosion to occur.

There was no dessert that night, and that said a lot that action in itself conveyed to the entire family that their suspicions were correct, something was definitely amiss but none of the Raizadas felt the need to intervene as the two needed to deal with this themselves as it would only make them stronger.

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As Arnav begun to change into his bed clothes he felt her presence behind him, and when he began to struggle with the tee-shirt she silently helped him into it, trying her hardest to cause him as little pain as possible.

Looking at her face he could see nothing, he couldn't see pain he couldn't see the hurt or the anger, it was if she had placed on a mask which concealed her inner being from the world, it hid away all the thoughts that were going through her and Arnav recognised that mask to be just like his own, unknowingly his arms went around her and his fingers began rubbing those small circles that would melt her and he saw her cool exterior dissolve slightly but that was not enough.

He was selfish no doubt and to achieve what his mind was set out to do he had to squash his ego for five seconds and utter those dreadful words.

"I'm sorry" He whispered into her hair.

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Khushi did not know if she actually heard him or if she had imagined him but whatever it was she looked up her eyes widening in enquiry and he repeated his apology.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, please forgive me I didn't mean to say what I said'I'm sorry"

And everything else between them was forgotten, it was as if the wind had come and blown the pestering sand away, it was if the sun was finally making its way through the dense clouds and they both smiled at each other taking in the radiance that was shining through. Happy and content in each others embrace they were unaware how long they stood there however the only thing they were aware of was the comfort they found being that close to each other.

But unfortunately for Arnav, Khushi was the first to become aware of their situation so she coughed rather loudly to gain his explicit thoughts and moved away telling him that she needed to change and when she came out they slept like that, together in unison after hours of mindless and painful thoughts.

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The morning was not awkward or tense but it was thoughtful, it was comfortable and content. While they both changed they discovered each other with the usual talk and today Khushi didn't run or struggle when he wound his arms around her she stood there enveloping the warmth that possessed her.

It was a sight for Arnav to see her in anything but a saree she wore an elegant anarkhali, the fitting was perfect for her it tucked and flared at all the right places and her slender legs were enclosed in the tightest chudidaar he had seen, his mind wandered off to not so pure thoughts his imagination running wild with her wrapping those long legs around his waist it was the mere thought that sent his body into flames the lower part of his body moving in a direction that was paining to be cured.

Swallowing rather loudly he caught the attention of his wandering wife, stopping her flitting around the room, and when she turned towards him she giggled.

"Aww does someone need help?" Her tones everything but shy, she walked towards him in a feline like pattern.

"Maybe I can help you" She said her fingers stuffing his handkerchief into his trouser pocket, flaming the fire that was set deep within him.

His fingers reached out to grab her wrists "Someone is getting a bit brave" He began biting down the air to calm his frazzled nerves.

She laughed a hearty laugh and told him "Remember who the researcher is? She said tapping his forehead.

"Oh really?" He teased.

"Really" and she went into a fit of giggles all over again.

Arnav swore to himself as he heard his sister call out to them, indicating that breakfast was about to begin he mentally noted the number of disturbances he had encountered with his wife and they were indeed too many to be counted.

Before they left their room he told her they hadn't finished what had begun and he has every intention too, he also reminded her that his routine fracture appointment was today.

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Arnav was over the moon as the doctor announced that his bandage was safe to come off, apparently he had recovered rather remarkably and what Arnav felt next was triumph he could finally make love to his wife after weeks of endless torture of having her slender frame in his arms he could finally claim and brand it as his own.

He cast a glance at his wife who seemed to be nervous; she was scrunching up the dupatta in her hands, her fingers causing wide creases to appear her eyes seemed to flit to every corner of the room and a part of Arnav felt amused 'who's the researcher now Mrs.Raizada?' and the other part felt sorry for her as she did look a tad bit uncomfortable. But it wasn't Khushi's day as Arnav knew the latter had won, he would do it.

'Let the research begin' He mentally thought

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Precap: As she slid down him she could feel the powerful effect it had on him, she could feel how his arms had tightened powerfully on her arms; she could hear the harsh profanities leave his mouth in soft groaned whispers.

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Lastly any Thrill readers here? cause I have a proposition for you lot, I am starting it again but a better version, I don't like what it has begun so please pardon me, I will end it in the next chapter and start again is that okay? 😕

OOHH! BEFORE I GO! read the precap 😉

Do let me know what you think

-Aashifa