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Thankyou to all those replying it really encourages me. Feel free to suggest stuff if you think its not right...😊
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Amazing, Continue Soonishhh 😳
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Hello Everyone…I thought some funny moments were required to provide relief from all the drama. Enjoy and let me know what you think. For PM's please buddy me. I know there are a million mistakes in this but try and forgive me.

CHAPTER FIVE

Present Day

Arnav rubbed his temples and buried his face in hands. How the hell did he land himself in this position? Princess my foot he thought. She was a child! Loud, noisy, clumsy and though he had to confirm it with a medical professional he was 100% sure she was crazy! A thorough investigation had verified the contents of his mother's letter and Arnav had resigned himself to his fate…or at least he thought he had until tonight.

"Shutup and listen to the doctor Khushi!" Arnav growled.

He was tired. He couldn't understand how this girl could sap his energy so easily. How was he going to spend the rest of his life with her?

" But Arnavji…it stings" and if as on cue… "ahhh…"

"Well maybe if you hadn't scratched that girls skin off she wouldn't have felt the need to do the same…"

"But she…"

"Not another word from your mouth Khushi" Arnav interrupted her protest.

Khushi was sitting on the examination table with her right forearm covered in a plaster while Dr. Aaditya Rajput was cleaning the scratch marks on her face with anti-septic. She was squirming all over the place in an attempt to avoid him. Her squirming was sending Arnav's mind into overdrive imagining things that would have horrified Khushi.

The doctor began preparing a suture kit and Khushi saw the needle. She grasped on to Arnav's bicep and buried her face in his arm.

"Please Arnavji…I am really scared of needles…tell him not to" She looked in to his eyes pleading. Her eyes glassy with tears that were threatening to spill over at any moment.

Arnav's heart skipped a beat. This is what he was meant to do…keep her safe. Protect her. He was still blissfully unaware of what exact dangers he had to protect her from…nonetheless he realized he liked the feeling of her turning to him when she was afraid. Perhaps he could manage living with her after all.

"Oh Mrs Raizada..this is not for you! This is for my next patient…you don't require stitches for a simple scratch. Your arm has been fractured and will heal in 4-6 weeks…meanwhile the plaster will remain on it. I would like to see you in 2 weeks for a check up…but other than that you are free to go. Just try and not exert yourself or use the arm too much."

" I'm not Mrs Raizada..he's my boss" Khushi mumbled

"Oh" said Dr. Rajput. "Well…before you go do you have any questions?"

"Yes Dr. Rajput….I was wondering if you had a cure for insanity" said Arnav looking pointedly at Khushi. Khushi's mouth fell wide open.

"Not the cure you're looking for Mr Raizada…at least not quite yet" Dr Rajput smiled.

Khushi huffed indignantly and went to cross her arms like a spoiled child before crying out in pain and remembering that her arm was in a plaster. Arnav rolled his eyes at her for what seemed to be the umpteenth time tonight and picked up his mobile.

"Yes Di…I'll be home soon I just have to drop Khushi home." There was a pause… "BUT DI…..ok fine" Arnav slammed the phone shut and glared at her. "Di wants you to come over for dinner and don't even try and argue with me."

Khushi just glared at him mostly in too much pain to argue any further. They thanked Dr Rajput as he helped her off the table and they walked toward the car.

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Two hours later Arnav and Khushi arrived at Shantivan thanks to a traffic jam on the way home. She hadn't said a single word to him on the journey and Arnav was fuming as he stormed into the house ahead of Khushi.

"Arrey chote…why are you so late? We have all had dinner and everyone has retired for the night"

"We were stuck in traffic Di."

"Ok well I'll put on dinner for you both…where is Khushi?"

At that moment Khushi entered the house stumbling over her own feet. She really had to be the clumsiest person on the planet thought Arnav. He sat down at the table, rolled up his shirt sleeves and began to eat. Anjali saw Khushi come through the door and exclaimed aloud…

"KHUSHI JI….what happened to your arm? Are you alright? Chote why didn't you say anything? Come sit down…I'll serve your dinner" She ushered her to the table and started to serve her dinner.

"Tell me Khushi…what happened"

"I fell down and fractured my arm." She said very softly.

Arnav smirked…a likely story.

"Why don't you tell her what actually happened?"

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It was the annual Innovation in Fashion Award ceremony and as the leading design firm in the city AR was in attendance. He had taken Khushi with him siting that she needed to gain an understanding of the competition in the business as a part of her job. What he was really hoping for was to try and understand her a bit more so he could figure out how he could convince her to marry him.

It had been a week since the day by the pool. They had come to an agreement whereby Khushi would be placed on a month's probation as his personal assistant. If after that time he thought she was suitable for the job she would be hired permanently. Khushi wondered why he had been so compliant with her request and not accused her of being a gold digger as he had done in the past. In fact he had been completely reasonable. It didn't mean that he wasn't a khudoos though; he had overworked her to the bone. Early meetings…late finishes. It was as if she was his shadow. Sometimes she thought that if he could have he would ask her to iron his clothes and make his lunches for him.

At least she didn't have to worry about her family though. She had made them return to Lucknow and leave her in Buaji's house alone. There were many arguments and several tears while Khushi kept pointing out that the family needed the money from her job. Buaji and Amma were almost hysterical at the thought that a girl would be staying alone in Dehli. Khushi had screamed back telling them about her having to swallow her pride for this. After several hours of tears and accusations about what people would say about her character Khushi simply turned to Bauji and said

"Would we be having this conversation if I was a boy?"

That had settled it. He kissed her forehead with tears in eyes filled with pride. A few days later they had left. She never complained but being in the house alone was scaring her to death.

PLEASE LISTEN TO THIS SONG AS YOU READ THE REST OF THE STORY.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EjB2hbMYIXo

Khushi and Arnav had reached some silent understanding at the office that in essence meant that they weren't going out of their way to hurt each other. In this week working with him Khushi had developed a begrudging respect for Arnav's talent and work ethic. She was in awe of his ruthlessness in business matters and his understanding of what people needed. He was able to read a person, judge their weakness and use it to his advantage. While this seemed morally abhorrent to her she did appreciate its value in the work place. He was fair to his employees expecting excellence and becoming irritated with stupidity. He rewarded loyalty and discouraged any inner office politics. He only expected that of his employees what he did himself. After all Arnav Singh Raizada was not successful for no reason. Still it wouldn't hurt him to take a break once in a while. She wasn't sure that he understood that people worked to live and not the other way around.

Arnav on the other hand had been surprised by Khushi's determination. He was putting her through the ringer and she never once complained. She did her job well and efficiently. In this time he had learnt a few things about her. She was loyal, hard working, smart, loved her family and had high moral standards. Yet while she was all those things she was also clumsy, loud and quite surprisingly she was not afraid of him. He had thought about forcing her in to the marriage and then realized that if he needed her to stay with him then she would have to accept willingly. Business was never this hard…why was she?

Arnav was waiting for her in the foyer of AR when suddenly he felt his body still and became uneasy. He turned around to find her descending the stairs wearing a champagne coloured sequined sari. She wore minimal make up her face adorned with a red bindi. She had a thick bangle on each hand and her hair was flowing and loose. He had never seen her with her hair open and suddenly became angry with the fact that she had kept it in a plait all this time. His breath caught in his throat. Arnav's eyes travelled downward resting momentarily on her bare abdomen. Her skin looked like ivory and his eyes traced over the curve of her hip. How was it possible for her to look this good? He knew in that moment that this woman would only marry for love. Something he was incapable of; something he was not worthy of.

Khushi saw him staring at her. He was stripping her bare with his gaze. She blushed and a light pink tinge graced her cheeks. He was standing there tall and statuesque in a black tuxedo. He was wearing a black shirt and bow tie; the dark horse in every sense of the word. She thought she saw his eyes darken but before she could be sure he had abruptly turned and barked at her to get in the car before they were late. "Laad Governer kahi keh" she grumbled.

The evening had been going very smoothly and Arnav had been pleased with the way Khushi was interacting with all the business associates. She was doing AR proud. He felt his chest expand with pride. The feeling however was short lived when he heard a screech from across the hall.

"How dare you…" hissed Khushi

This was followed by a resounding slap. Khushi had slapped Maya Saxena one of Delhi's top socialites. Ms Saxena had responded by pulling Khushi's hair but not before Khushi was scratching at her face. It then turned into a full fledged cat fight with shoving, scratching, slapping and kicking. Everyone was watching on with a mixture of horror and amusement. Arnav groaned and made his way to the scene.

All of a sudden Maya shoved Khushi to the ground and the sound of crunching bones could be heard across the hall. Khushi screamed and fainted. Arnav felt his blood turn cold and he lifted her in his arms and rushed her to the hospital. In the waiting room Arnav had made sure to call Aman and tell him that Ms Saxena was to be blacklisted from attending any future AR events. He had no intention of letting Maya Saxena get away with what she did and he would start by ruining her life as a so-called socialite.

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He still had no idea why the fight had come to fruition and he couldn't wait to hear an explanation. Princess…yeah right.

Khushi looked at Anjali shamefaced and told her about the fight and the fall.

Anjali looked amused " I must say that I didn't expect this from you Khushi ji. But you must have had a good reason right? Why did you slap her in the first place?"

" Yes Khushi, she didn't say anything to you and you attacked her. What's wrong with you?" Arnav said getting angry now. While it was funny she had really damaged AR designs reputation. " You were representing me tonight at an awards ceremony not some middle class party"

Khushi flared up in anger. " I was PROTECTING your precious reputation. She was insulting YOU. She said that you had only become successful by sleeping around and bribing your way to the top"

Arnav looked at her in wonder. She had been defending him and got into a fight over it..but why? Anjali decided that it was best to let the both of them sort the issue for themselves.

"I have to go upstairs, Nani is calling me" Neither of them heard her nor did they really care.

Khushi didn't stop her rant there. "I was defending YOU and you are sticking up for HER?" She was almost screaming at this point. " How could I have just stood there and let her say that about you? Tell me. Come on Mr Raizada remind me of my middle class aukat again .Why don't you? " Her big honey eyes could no longer contain her tears.

Arnav couldn't find the words. The silence was deafening.

"Forget it, you could never understand my actions in this lifetime."

She looked down at her plate of food, her tears falling down directly on the plate. She attempted to eat but was failing miserably. The arm was causing her too much pain. Arnav silently walked over to the other side of the table and pulled up the chair next to her. He then turned her around in her chair to face him and pulled the chair so that Khushi was sitting in between his legs. They were so close she could feel his breath against her face.

Khushi still refused to look at him. He took her plate and lifting her chin he began to feed her with his hands one morsel at a time. Silent tears rolled down her cheeks the entire time but she kept eating. It was his way of apologizing and she quietly accepted. She was always surprised that the most meaningful moments between them rarely every required words.

Their eyes spoke volumes. His asked for forgiveness and hers expressed her hurt and betrayal. They also told him that she was never really angry at him to begin with she was just humiliated. He fed her the last bite and some of the food remained on her upper lip. He swallowed and slowly wiped her upper lip with his thumb lingering at the corner of her mouth. Khushi gasped at the contact. It didn't matter how many times he touched her she felt still felt like her body was on fire. Her eyes fluttered shut.

Arnav wanted so badly to capture this moment in time. To hold on to this feeling and never let it go. His insides were burning with desire and he wanted nothing more than to take her here and now. He had never understood the caveman instinct till his moment. He wanted to make her his.

Precap:

Khushi to live in Shantivaan.

PLEASE COMMENT AND LIKE IF YOU READ.

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Posted: 13 years ago
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Waiting For The Precap & I Loved Arnav Cause He Fed Khushi
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I like the changed Arnav and am glad he didn't force her into marriage, rather decided to be nicer and get to know her first. :)
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Posted: 13 years ago
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really nice 😊 please update soon
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Thankyou to allo those who commented. it is sooo sweet of you. I'll update as soon as I can. If you have any suggestions about storyline or anything let me know 😃 Love you all
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CHAPTER SIX

Arnav wanted so badly to capture this moment in time. To hold on to this feeling and never let it go. His insides were burning with desire and he wanted nothing more than to take her here and now. He had never understood the caveman instinct till this moment. He wanted to make her his. His senses were swimming and he was overwhelmed. His heart was heavy, his chest constricting it was a heady sensation.

Khushi was paralysed. What were they doing? He was her boss…this was wrong. But devi maiya ki kasam it felt so right. Her muscles clenched in anticipation. She gasped.

He inched in slowly as her lips quivered against his thumb. He smirked…this was all his effect and it made him ever so satisfied. Her eyes fluttered shut and she gave herself up to him. Her eyes were closed but he was so close that she could feel his breath tickling her lips. Arnav made to close the distance between them but before he could he heard obscene smooching noices.

Both Arnav and Khushi's eyes flew open.

"Huh?"

"What the?"

They both spoke at the same time. Khushi's eyelids were still heavy and her voice husky from desire. She turned around to find a small boy no older than 5 years making kissing noises in the air. She sprang apart from Arnav as quickly as she could manage and coloured a deep shade of red.

Arnav on the other hand groaned.

"Rehaan! Really what are you doing here. Shouldn't you be asleep?" Arnav loved his nephew immensely but he was interrupting at a most inopportune moment.

" Look Maa, Mamu was going to do kissie missy to Didi!" He went further to demonstrate his point by smooching the air. Anjali came down the stairs and observed the scene in front of her. Khushi at this point wished that the earth would just crack open and swallow her.

Before Rehaan coud continue his description of the events Arnav interrupted. "Rehaan, this is Khushi and I wasn't going to …well you know….she had something in her eye and I was trying to get it out." Wow! That was the best he could come up with? I mean really…what had he been doing? This girl was letting his hormones control his thinking. He had to put a stop to this.

"Oh is that what they call it these days Chote?" Anjali desperately trying not to openly laugh.

Khushi stood up abruptly causing her chair to topple backward. In the process of trying to pick it up she kept tripping over her own sari. Her embarrassment was almost painful to watch. Arnav steadied her trembling hands by placing his hands over hers. "Let me" he said too huskily for his own liking. Arnav then placed the chair back where it belonged. Anjali watched this exchange with the utmost interest. Seeing this as the perfect moment to escape Khushi announced her departure.

" I should go"

"Arrey Khushi ji, so soon? I'm not sure that Chotte got everything out of your eye" Anjali said smirking.

"He got everything fine thankyou."

Upon hearing this Nani came to join the party wondering what commotion was happening at the dining table.

"Khushi bitiya did you eat properly?"

Arnav looked toward Khushi. "Yes Naniji, thankyou". He could see her stealing glances his way. Of course she ate properly…he had fed her. Oh crap! He had fed her! He almost wanted to slap himself for his stupidity.

"You must pass on our regards to your family and tell them to come for dinner sometime"

"I'm sure they would love to Nani ji but they have moved back to Lucknow. Perhaps next time you are in Lucknow you should come to dinner at our house?"

"If they are in Lucknow…who are you staying with?" Nani was incredibly concerned at this point.

"I am staying at Buaji's house alone for the moment. My job is helping my family…I don't like being away from them but what can I do?" Khushi felt uncomfortable; it wasn't easy discussing financial problems with people who so obviously had none. It wasn't that she was ashamed of her family she just didn't like anyone else's pity.

"But bitya…you are staying alone in Dehli? This is crazy! Especially now with your arm who is going to help you?"

" It really isn't a problem Nani…I always find a way to manage"

"No…this is ridiculous. You are going to stay with us at least until your arm has healed."

"But Naniji…."

" Now that really is enough. If you can call me Nani then you can certainly stay with me as my granddaughter! Especially with your arm….I don't know how you think you will manage."

"It really is ok Naniji…its not that bad"

"Yes Nani, there is no need for Khushi to stay here. She will be able to manage." Arnav didn't think he could be around her a minute longer. He needed a cold shower and at the moment he had to make do by drinking the cold water from her glass.

" Don't be silly Chote! Khushiji; Nani is right. You must stay with us!" Anjali piped in.

" Yes Khushi ji, then Mamu can get everything out of your eye later on! Right Mamu?" added Rehan.

At this point the water that Arnav was drinking spluttered from him mouth as he choked not believing what he had just heard. Anjali no longer able to contain herself burst out into laughter and muttered "Straight from the mouth of babes…" Nani and Rehaan just looked confused. Khushi felt her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red if that was possible. Such conversations were not helping her already rapidly beating heart.

"Ok Rehaan it's time to get you to bed. Khushiji come with me and I will show you the guest room. We will send for your stuff in the morning. You can wear something of mine for tonight."

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Everyone had settled in for the night and Arnav was pacing up and down his room. So much for the cold shower… it was no help. GOD DAMN IT!

He was still amazed by today's events. Khushi had stood up for him today. No one had done that before. No one had needed to do that before. He had always protected everyone and he was going to protect her. Still…she had defended him..…that was a laughable thought. Khushi Kumari Gupta defending ASR's honour. He smiled to himself. She wasn't a typical girl…that much was safe to assume.

This was supposed to be a forced alliance. He was doing this for his mother then why all of the feelings for Khushi? Feelings…no that wasn't the right word. Feelings required emotional attachment yet this was purely physical and he could no longer deny that there was something electric between them. Everytime he closed his eyes her face was infront of him, her hair gently flying away with the wind and her lips. Her soft full lips; that seemed to be forever waiting for him to posses them. He could still feel the ghost of them quivering against his thumb. She really was quite innocent.

Well at least he was physically attracted to the woman whom he was supposed to spend the rest of his existence with. It would be bearable he surmised. He suddenly found himself wondering what she would taste like but before his thoughts took a turn for the worst Arnav opened the sliding doors to the poolside and stepped outside. The cool night breeze usually allowed him to settle his restless mind.

He breathed in the night air deeply and ran his hands through his hair. Arnav then noticed that a dim light was lit in the guest room that was across the pool. Was Khushi still awake? He walked towards her room and lifted his hand to knock at her door and then thought better of it. It was 2 am in the morning and really not appropriate. As he turned to walk away he heard moans and whimpering coming from her room.

Moans!! He really didn't need this s**t. His brain was now running wild and Arnav almost ran back to his room. There would be no sleep for him tonight.

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It was always the same dream. She never understood why. Did it have some significance? Buaji would slap her behind her head and blame it on her sanka devi's overactive imagination. "Apne app ko film ki heroine samaj ti ho kya?" she would say.

Khushi was running through the long passages of an ancient palace with her dupatta streaming behind her. All she could here was the tinkling of her payal and the laughter of a woman behind her. She was younger much younger. They were trying to catch her and she was successfully evading them.

"Khushi beta…ruko"

"Nahi nahi….apko pakadna hoga humme"

She giggled as she was picked up and twirled around by this mystery woman. She had never seen her face. Khushi turned around to see her face but all of a sudden the grip became painful. She looked up and the woman's face had morphed into a rakshas. He was leering at her, manically laughing and grabbing hold of her. She thrashed around and whimpering and moaning in fear trying to get him off her. There were so many people screaming and running. Where had they come from? The rakshas was trying to keep hold of her but could only grab on to her dupatta as she slipped from his clutches. And so she ran as far as her feet would take her. He was close on her heels never far behind.

Then suddenly all the screams faded in to the background and she was on her own in a room of mirrors. She looked up at her. All she could see were her green eyes….every inch of her was drenched in blood.

The wind softly whispered in her ear…"Khushi" and she screamed again waking up to her reality; heart racing and eyes wild with the fear of the unknown.

It was always the same dream. Always.

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PRECAP:

A semi-naked Arnav and roses on Khushi's work desk. But from whom?

Arnav walked out of the bathroom clad in only a towel to be greeted by the sight of a Miss Khushi Kumari Gupta observing the photographs on his wall. She had her back to him and was wearing one of his Di's sarees. Really they should make it illegal for her to wear sarees he thought. It wasn't fair on him. She was in deep concentration resulting in her lips forming a cute pout.

He walked up to her and with his breath tickling her ear he whispered… "What are you doing"

Khushi jumped and turned around ready to apologise and explain when she realized that he was only in a towel. She started to scream but he was too quick for her. He clamped shut her mouth with his hand and pushed her into the wall.

"Screaming won't help you now…"

Hey guys, to all those reading this fanfic thankyou so much. I know it wasn;t as long this time. Sorry. As always please comment and like and let me know what you think. I have been LOVING this new and improved ASR on the show lately and Khushi in a Bengali saree is really divine. Just thought I should share that with you. Let me know if it is worth continuing, if you are getting bored or whatever. BUDDY ME FOR PM'S

Love you all my fellow forum members. xoxo

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this chapter was nice... do continue pls and thanks for the PM.
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Thankyou guys...next update shouldn't be too long.

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