Arhi FF: The Tempting Play. Chapter 2 on Pg. 16 - Page 20

Here it is. It's short but I hope it's good. My mom is really sick, so I only wrote this much as I sit beside her on the bed. Now, from my view, I think I will start to blossom the story with some romance.

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Soft breeze blew the quiet streets in afternoon in Atherton, California. It was a beautiful town; a peaceful town filled with only homes. It wasn't like Upper East Side, where everything was loud and disturbing. A small town treasured peacefulness from the whistling trees and whispering ocean that was few miles away but still seen from Atherton.

Just like the town quietness, Khushi herself was quiet as she drove down her favorite street in Atherton in the morning after fetching some painting supplies. She had bought her father's old house here after she had gotten her Master's; a quiet place where she could peacefully do blogging advice. Unfortunately, her house was bright as snow causing her to turn almost half-blind every time she looked at the white walls. So she decided to paint her house with warm colors. Luckily, she had some experience in designing after doing Bachelors of Interior Design or otherwise her house would turn from cozy to creative art piece where everything was mashed up together to look like a colorful trash can.

Khushi stared up at her small white house as she parked her car on the driveway. It was small two-story house. It wasn't really small but it was small compared to Arnav's house or her friends and relatives homes. It was small from the outside view but quite large in the back. The house gave a European style to it.

As she stepped out from her BMW, she heads to the trunk to take the art supplies out. However, there was no need to shelter the supplies because as soon as she shuts the trunk she drops them from seeing lightning figure stand beside her front door and leaning against the wall watching her.

She ignores the recently purchased supplies and looks back to see if there was any place to run but unfortunately not.

"You can run but you can't hide, Khushi Singh Raizada," The Devil speaks as he grins wickedly at her.

Khushi takes a deep breath, which she was now fully mastering in. "What are you doing here Arnav?" She starts picking up the supplies.

Arnav tilts his head, "Just checking up on my wife, seeing if she's behaving well." He steps away from the stone wall. "Nope, doesn't look like you need to be fed to the wolves."

She rolls her eyes at his sarcastic comment. "I signed the contract, so what is it now? You don't want and neither do I want you." She heads toward him while locking her car.

"Now, honey, how I could possibly live without you. Without you, life feels empty. The bright colors I used to see have turned black as my shattered heart. Without you, it's impossible to breathe." He watches her struggling with the bags and opening the door.

"Arnav, I have prayed so many times to hear those words before but sadly they don't matter to me from coming out of your crap mouth." Khushi says as she kicks her door and falls on the floor as the bags tackle over her. She glares up at the Devil as he chuckles from seeing the typical chaos Khushi did whenever she carries something. "If you love me that much, you could at least help me here."

Arnav smiles as he picks up the bags and heads toward the kitchen, leaving her on the floor. "I sadly remember this home." He looks outside at the pool, remembering himself kneeling down and proposing to his wife on her parent's anniversary party.

"Will you just shut up and tell me why you're here?!" Khushi exaggerates loudly as she follows him into nook while wondering why he always looks good.

"Just came here to ask you if there's anything you like to tell me anything?" Arnav says as he goes through her mail.

"Aww, that's kind of you but you see I have this thing call a phone." Khushi watches how he picks up her mail and heads toward the office. She follows behind him, hoping he wasn't look for the document. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing." He opens the cabinet and going through all the records of hers.
"You have no right to go through that." Khushi quickly shuts the cabinet.

Arnav stares at her as a twinkle in his eyes appear. "Sadly, Khushi Singh Raizada, you don't remember the vows you promised when marrying me."
"As if you followed them." Khushi quivers inside at his stealth glare. "Oops, you didn't?"

Arnav pushes her hand away and opens the cabinet again quickly. Khushi tries to push him aside but he single-handily blocks her as he calmly goes through the documents once again. Finally, he closes the document as he smiles at the paper he was searching for. "Trying to get a divorce without my consent huh?" He smiles at Khushi as he rips the paper.

Khushi stares at him with anger. "I hate you!"

"Whoops, too bad. " Arnav smiles devilishly before turning to ASR mode, "Don't try to do this again, you get it?"

"Why are keeping me prisoned? You got my dad's companies, you're richer than before, and you're still prisoning me."

Arnav smiles as pretends to think about it. "I don't want to be forced to marry again. Keeping you tied to my name, will keep everybody's mouth shut. And plus, I just love torturing you." He pinches her cheek before he walks out of the office.

Khushi takes a deep breath before follows him. "This is wrong. You're doing exactly what your Jija did to your sister. You're following his example." Khushi yells as she watches his back grow tense along with his hands turning into fists.

He spins around and pushes her to the wall. "How fu**ing dare you say that to me?" He punches wall that was parallel to her head. "You of all people should know better!"

Khushi stares at him as thunders pounds loudly outside. "Then what is this? Your Ji-"

"EX-JIJA!"

"Your exJija stole your sister's inheritance and kept her from getting pregnant. You got my dad's and you're keeping me tied to you. You're doing the same" She says as she stares back into those cold, empty eyes.
"I'm still giving you freedom to do whatever besides divorcing me."

"What if I want to marry someone else?"

"I'll send him to hell!" He punches the wall. "Your father and I had a deal. A freaking deal which I've told you many times but your illiterate brain doesn't seem to register. Our dad's wanted us to marry each other so your parents' image could be saved. Your parents are broke! The only thing making them look where they are because me. I saved your family and relatives by marrying you."

Khushi stares at him while she processes everything he said. "Why marry me? Akash was already married to my sister. You could've married my cousins, why me?"

"It was a deal. Your dad wouldn't hand over his business even if he went bankrupt without this stupid deal. Marry my daughter or none."

Khushi stares at him for a while as her eyes turn why watery. She stares at the man, who she couldn't one second forget to think about. The man who stole her heart away.

"Then, why all the drama? Why couldn't you just tell me all of this without all the drama." She wipes her cheeks. "Why did you have to make everything so wonderful? Why all the dreams? Why did you give me all the happiness and laughter? Why did you make me fall in-"She stops as she sees the confused look on his face.

"What the-?" He looks at her as if she's crazy.

She wails as she pushes him away. "You know how stupid I feel right now?!" She yells as she tries to walk away.

"Khushi?" He softly says.

"Don't touch me!" She screams as she remembers all the flashbacks. The flashbacks where she laughed and smiled at every little thing in the world. The past where she thought she was dancing on the clouds. The past where she dreamed about him every single day, where not one second had past without thinking about him. The past where she said his name everywhere she went. The past where she fell in love with him.

She steps back as he gives her the strange confused look again. The look that told he didn't share the same passion she had for him. The look that told her he really married her only for the deal, not the same reason she married him.

She steps back one again like six months ago. She steps back as lightening strikes. She steps back as thunder pounds. She steps back as the glass shatters. She steps back as her chest tightens. She steps back at the Devil she loved.

The Devil she still loves...

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Will PM later

My stories always slowly unfold the background.

arnav didnt love her it was just for deal

Originally posted by: a.kaur

Wow this seems so realistic. There seems to be hints of over-possessiveness and even domestic abuse from arnavs side? 😕 But very intriguing to read!

Originally posted by: arhilover55

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Yay I am first! 😊

Loved the update! Arnav is such a confusing character. I don't understand what he wants. Now that he got the money he married Khushi for why can't he leave her alone? It does not seem like he loves her or has feelings for her. Or does he? I guess it is possible since Khushi mentioned how he made her happy and made her fall in love with him. But was that all a drama? Poor Khushi. She can't stop loving him even though he is a devil who ruined her life. Btw did you change the update? When I first read it I read about them going to Khushi's friend's engagement and now I reread it and realized it is sort of different. Anyways, I hope you continue soon. I can't wait to read the next update for this FF as well as for Enchanter. 😊