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WARNING: Slight mature content. Reader discretion advised.

Chapter 11:

He closed his eyes thinking that if he did then the image of her standing helplessly in the rain would disappear but it didn't. In face when he closed his eye it was all he could see. 'Damn it' he said out aloud. 'Driver, turn the car around' screamed Arnav to the driver who quickly obeyed and did a quick U-turn.

As they drove back Arnav realised how dark it had become because of the rain. As they drove back he could faintly see her still standing where he had left her getting drenched in the rain. As the driver drove up towards Khushi slowly Arnav commanded the driver to stop the car. As he got out of the car he saw that a few goons had circled Khushi on their motorbikes and were miss-behaving with her. He could hear the vile lecherous things they were saying to her. She looked so scared. Actually screw that he thought. Why should I give a damn if she is scared or not he thought to himself? I am only doing this so that I can then use this against her too later on he said. Just as one of the guy's got of his motorbike and was about to place his hand atop of Khushi's hand Arnav stopped it. 'Next time even in your dreams don't you dare touch her by mistake' said Arnav through clenched teeth. 'Why' said the goon laughing manically. 'Who is she to you? We are the ones that find her here and you get into her knickers? That's hardly fair is it? Look over there' said the goon turning towards his three other friends' on their motorbikes. 'They are all waiting to get their turns with her. Join the queue and you can have your turn soon. But right now it's my turn' said the goon with a sinister smile as he tried to free his hand from Arnav's grip.

Hearing them talk about Khushi like that made Arnav lose it! Only he was allowed to talk about her like that. No one else! He held the goons hand in a death like grip as the goon tried to free his hand from him. 'What did you say?' said Arnav through clenched teeth? 'What the f**k did you just say?!' You wanna know who she is? She's mine! Do you get that?! She belongs to me. She's my f***ing property! And you dare try and touch something that belongs to me?! How dare you?!' screamed Arnav to the goon. And with that Arnav gave him a hard kick on his man hood causing the goon to topple over from the pain and yelp on the floor and wither in pain. With a satisfied look Arnav looked up to the other three goons and said 'you guys want some too?' none of the goons even attempted to answer after that encounter and Arnav had a crazed look in his eyes at that moment so none of the other goons wanted to risk it and they all ran away on their motorbikes.

Arnav then turned back to Khushi and saw that she was just staring at him dripping wet and shivering in the rain. He took off his blazer and put it around Khushi without saying a word. He watched silently as she put her arms through the arms of his blazer and instantly wrapped it around herself and inhales the scent as if wrapping herself in a safe cocoon, in his arms. Wordlessly, he takes her hand in his own and drags her into the car. 'Let's go' he said to the driver after they were both seated in the car.

Once they got to the hotel he wordlessly still dragged her into his room. He could see that she was cold. They were both completely soaked from the rain. She stood there in front of him shivering and her teeth chattering as a means to try and radiate some heat. He stared at her, or rather glared at her for a few seconds more before he said 'Go have a shower now. I'll give you some clothes to wear'. Khushi said nothing just looked around the room for a bathroom. 'The bathroom is there' he said and pointed to the opposite corner of the room. Khushi went into the bathroom and he began to rummage in his suitcase for something suitable enough for her to wear. But when he heard the door re-open again he was surprised. That was fast he thought. But as he turned around he saw that Khushi was in exactly the same attire. Instead she had a first aid box in her hand.

Wordlessly, she approached him cautiously but after seeing that he was not going to lash out on her he quickened she quickened her steps. Wordlessly still, she tentatively picked up his hand. Arnav watched her silently. He followed her gaze to his hand. There was a bright red gash on his palm. He had been in two fights today. And both were because of that girl. However, he had been so angry both times that he had not even realised that he had been hurt. Trust her to notice things like that. She bent down and hesitantly placed a kiss on his wound. That was enough to bring Arnav out of his reverie.

'Don't you dare' said Arnav as he snatched his hand away from her. 'Don't you dare. There is no need for you to pretend Khushi Kumari Gupta because in case you have forgotten I know what you are really like'. 'You can do or say whatever you like but please let me bandage your hand and clean up your wounds please? Look at how much blood you are losing. Please? After that I will do exactly as you say' said Khushi in despair. 'Why? Why are you so concerned about my wounds huh? You should be happy shouldn't you seeing me hurt shouldn't you Khushi Kumari Gupta?' said Arnav with a sinister voice. 'No how can I be happy seeing you hurt? And as for your wounds. I want to clean them and bandage them because they are causing you pain. And anything that causes you pain causes me pain too. That's usually how it goes when you love someone' said Khushi in a hoarse whisper. 'Oh just shut up with your stupid filmy talk okay? Just bandage me up so that I don't have to hear your annoying voice begging me to let you bandage me every five seconds' said Arnav in a stoic voice.

As soon as he said that he saw how she delicately began to put anti-septic on all his wounds. It burnt causing him to wince a little. He didn't miss the look of despair on her face when she acknowledged that he was in pain. After that she started to blow on his wounds as she applied anti-septic in an attempt to try and stop the burning. She tended to his wounds in such a delicate manner…

Don't get fooled by her said the voice in Arnav's head. It's all an act. That girl is a class A act when it comes to pretending. She's just doing this to try and make herself look like the victim. You are stronger than this! Remember Di. Don't forget why you are doing this! Said the voice in his head.

Khushi immediately stepped away from him as soon as she had finished bandaging him up. Arnav turned to her and repeated 'Go have a hot shower. Otherwise you'll fall ill and accuse me of making you ill. I'll arrange for some clothes for you'. Khushi walked into the bathroom and this time Arnav could hear the shower so he knew that she had gotten into the shower. He found some clothes for her and was going to place them on the bed for her when he noticed that she had left the bathroom door slightly ajar. Might as well leave these in the bathroom he thought to himself. The less I see of her the better.

He entered the bathroom and saw that she had not pulled the shower curtain around her. So her body was fully exposed to his eyes. Arnav did not know what came over him. May be it was the fact that he had not been with a woman in so long or whatever but he just could not control himself. It was as if his body was acting on its own accord. And before he knew it he was in the shower with her fully undressed.

Khushi did not even bat an eyelid when his hand went up to cup her breasts from behind. Arnav could not work out why that was at first. But after a few minute he thought he had the answer. He thought that she had not been surprised at him joining her in the shower because it was all planned. Because she had planned all this. She had deliberately left the door open because she knew that all men had a weakness and she took advantage of that weakness. If only he knew the really reason why Khushi was not surprised.

Khushi had felt his presence look before. The second that he had walked into the bathroom her heart beats had gone into over drive. And as for his touch. His touch was something that she could recognise in her sleep because of its effect. His touch had the ability to make her skinn burn. It had the ability to send a thousand little volts of shock searing all through her body. The second he placed his massive hands over her small rounded breasts and started to massage them she could not help but let out the moan that stuck to her throat.

Arnav continued to massage her breasts but now slightly more aggressively as he believed that Khushi had deliberately seduced him. It was as if he was taking out all his anger on her sexually. He soon got bored of massaging them and began to take one of her buds in his mouth. He licked and sucked on it long and hard before he bit into it hard leaving a bit mark on her bud. But instead of yelping out in pain Khushi started to run her fingers through her hair and moan from the pleasure.

Anger engulfed Arnav. She wasn't meant to be enjoying this he was! And so he let go of her breast and without warning shoved his manhood inside her. He moved inside her quickly and aggressively. From the look on her face he could see that she was in pain. Looking at her face clenched in pain he smiled. He enjoyed seeing her in pain. He continued. But then he saw a look in her eyes. She opened her eyes and even though he was causing her a lot of pain and discomfort he could see trust in her eyes for him. He could see trust, love and devotion. Damn it! His head screamed out. Why was she not saying anything? It would be the perfect opportunity to insult her once more if she protested. Maybe because she still trusts you and has faith in you said his heart. Frustrated from his inner battle once more Arnav once again took it out on Khushi sexually. The angrier he got the more aggressive his thrusts became. Once he was satisfied he exited her womanhood not caring whether she enjoyed it and reached her climax or not.

He watched Khushi as she got out of the shower with a slight limp from the pain. He watched as she put on the clothes he left for her on the hanger behind the door wincing every few seconds from the pain. But Arnav did not care. He just watched her in pain with a smile on his face.

Once she left the bathroom he emerged with a robe on and went to the phone to order room service. As he was about to go to sit on the bed when he saw Khushi taking a red felt tip that had been left on the dressing table and drawing a line on her maang. He then in the reflection of the mirror saw the mangalsutra around her neck. Was it the same one he had ripped off her neck not that long ago he wondered? Khushi turned around not noticing Arnav's intense gaze on her in the reflection of the mirror. Once Khushi turned around Arnav could see that there were some beads missing from her mangalsutra. So she had picked it up and put it back together he thought probably because she knew how much that mangalsutra was worth. She would probably sell it said his head. He did not care that she still had a mangalsutra and sindoor. She was Muslim it did not stand for anything in her religion which was probably why she still had the magalsutra. To show people that she was rich. To show people that she had an expensive piece of jewellery.

When Khushi fully turned around she saw that Arnav's gaze was fixed on her mangalsutra. She quickly tucked the magalsutra into her t-shirt that Arnav had given her and hid her adorned maang by changing the parting of her hair. All of this did not go amiss by Arnav but he ignored it thinking it to be one of her new ploys.

He sat down on the bed and order room service for himself ignoring Khushi as she sat down on the sofa not so far from him. The room service came and Arnav sat down comfortably eating not once asking Khushi if she would want some. Once he finished his food he left his left overs on a plate and went out to the balcony with his mobile to make a phone call.

Khushi, once Arnav had gone to the balcony she went and sat on the bed and picked up the plate that Arnav had discarded and looked into the pots that had contained the food. There was still some food left in them. She had to eat it. Not for herself but for her baby. Just as she finished the last morsel Arnav walked in having wrapped up his phone call. 'What the hell do you think you are doing?!' he yelled at her. 'Did I give you permission to eat?' he said. 'Voh…I am sorry Ji. I know you wanted to punish me by keeping me hungry and I full well accept that. But I had to eat. Not for myself but for our baby. Whatever I did to make you so angry was not his fault so how could I let you punish him too?' said Khushi in a whisper. 'Oh yeah that's right. You're pregnant with a B*****d child aren't you? I forgot about that' smirked Arnav with a disturbing smile on his face. 'I suppose you expect me to let you sleep on the bed because you are pregnant. But you know what? Don't bet on it. You'll sleep on the floor where you deserve to be! Now turn of the lights and let me sleep!' roared Arnav as he got into the bed and threw Khushi a measly pillow as he made himself comfortable. Khushi did not even try to argue with him. Arnav watched as she simply went to the lights and turned them off leaving the room in complete darkness apart from the faint moonlight that crept through the balcony doors. He watched Khushi as she layed on the floor carefully so as not to hit her stomach on the floor. Both slept inches apart from each other but neither could sleep from the encounter that took place in the shower not so long ago.

After forever Khushi finally managed to fall asleep but a loud bang made her open her eyes in shock. She watched as Arnav slammed close the bathroom door and the then turn on the shower. Arnav could still feel her all over himself and he hated it. So he decided he needed to get into the shower to wash away her touch from his body. After his shower he re-emerged from the bathroom he saw Khushi laying on the floor tossing and turning. He loved it. That image would help him sleep peacefully at night he thought with a smile on his face as he got back into bed and fell into a deep content slumber.

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