SS- The Heiress *Thriller/Mature* UPDATED pg7 - Page 5

Originally posted by: winiwonka

<font size="3" color="#0000ff">Hey folks! I wrote down the second chapter and it took me a LOT OF TIME!! I was kind of trying to explore my limits.. Lol.. hope you get what I mean..no pun intended... I wasn't sure if it would be allowed here in the forum, so THAT part is in my blog and the link has been provided too... It might seem like the Shyam Arnav track but its not</font>

<font size="3" color="#ff0000">WARNING: MATURE CONTENT
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<font size="3" color="#0000ff">So, go ahead...</font>

<font size="3" color="#0000ff">Lemme know what you think..</font>

<font size="3" color="#0000ff">I didn't have the guts to proofread it.. so please ignore typos</font>

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<p align="center"><font size="5" color="#9900ff">Chapter Two</font></p><p align="center"></p>

<font size="3" color="#003300">The morning had been a pleasant one. As the rays filtered
through the blinds, Khushi got up all entangled in Arnav's body. She loved the
feeling of it. She saw his face, lost in some peaceful world and his hair
splayed on his forehead. He looked like a kid. As she stared on, she remembered
last night; he was no kid back then. Her birthday present was sweet torture
from her husband.</font>

<font size="3" color="#003300">He had tied her hand over her head and she'd been
blindfolded and had been subjected to tantalizations that had no boundary.
Nave as she was, she couldn't deny the sheer pleasure she felt. Her husband
knew just what he wanted and last night, he wanted his Khushi to have the time
of her life.</font>

<font size="3" color="#003300">She blushed hard as all the memories came swooping back. Her
Arnav Ji! He loved it when she called out his name when they made love. She
felt proud. They had made their way through the thick and thin and that made
this elixir more pleasurable.</font>

<font size="3" color="#003300">The clock on the bedside table beeped six, signalling it was
time to get out of bed. Quietly she untangled herself from her lover and got up
to fix the duvet to cover her body. Just as her one foot touched floor rug, a
warm rugged palm clasped her hand and tugged her back in. She rammed into
Arnav's well chiselled chest. "Where do you think you're going?" he whispered
naughtily.</font>

<font size="3" color="#000033">PLEASE CLICK ON THE LINK FOR THE 'PART'... The story continued in this page itself</font>

<font color="#003300" size="3">https://winiwonka-ipkknd.blogspot.in/ </font>

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<font size="3" color="#003300">Exhausted, Arnav fell back on his pillow. He was drenched in
sweat and the AC was now having chilly effects on his body. Both of them were
panting heavily. He saw Khushi smiling back at him and that made his day. He
lived to see this smile every day. Smirking, the sexy kind, he said "Good
Morning, Mrs. Arnav Singh Raizada. Did you like my early morning birthday gift
for you?" </font>

<font size="3" color="#003300">Khushi giggled and swiftly like a lark, she quickly pecked
him on the lips and smoothed out of the bed, the crushed white bedsheet
trailing behind as she clasped it near her breasts. She looked behind and saw Arnav, who was
resting on his elbows, looking at her in anticipation. Arnav drank in her view.
Tousled hair. Twinkling eyes. Satifised lips. She slowed down and whispered "It
was the best of its kind" and with that she rushed into the bathroom. Satiated,
Arnav plopped back on the bed and smiled at the moments he had just spent with
his wife.</font>

<p align="center"><font size="3" color="#003300">~~~</font>

<font size="3" color="#003300">The morning had been a little different from the usual. They
had gone down for breakfast together, hand in hand. Khushi had worn a new
simple lavender coloured saree with silver border and Arnav was in his casuals.
The day started with a puja where she seeked everyone's blessing, including
Devi Maiyyan's and everyone blessed her back in return. She was the youngest in
the family. Anjali noticed her Chotte was in casuals and asked what his plan
for the day was. "Oh! Nothing! I'm staying back. I promised Khushi I won't go
to office today" he replied, looking lovingly down at Khushi.</font>

<font size="3" color="#003300">The breakfast table was filled with Khushi's favourites and
jalebi had earned itself the centre spot on the table. Khushi happily started
munching away when she heard Arnav whisper in her ears "Tired from all the
exercise, Mrs. Raizada" She was about to bite onto a jalebi but froze mid way.
She looked at him from the corner of her eyes and noticed everyone staring at
her too. She was frozen in a weird position after all. Quickly redeeming
herself, she went back to her jalebis and pretended as if nothing ever
happened. Everyone went back to their own plates as well. "Someone's learnt to
handle herself" Arnav mused to himself and started on his own plate. </font>

<font size="3" color="#003300">Everyone was happily chirping away over the table, teasing
Akash over his cold caught red face when Arnav's phone started. Khushi peeped
in and saw Aman's name flashing. She looked back at Arnav with serious eyes and
a guilty pair staring back. Arnav had mentioned Aman only to call him only in
cases of dire emergency. Knowing Aman, this had to be one. Silently apologizing
with his eyes, he slid out with his phone. Khushi sighed and got back to her
breakfast.</font>

<font size="3" color="#003300">"Khushi!!" she heard Arnav yell from his room, a cue for her
to rush. She quickly excused herself and made her way to their bedroom and
opened the door to find Arnav Ji fixing his tie. He was in his business suit.
He was leaving for office. "You promised!" whined Khushi. "I know, honey but
this is important. I'll take just two hours. We'll continue with our plan once
I'm back. I swear!" said Arnav, trying to pacify his wife. Khushi grumpily
nodded in approval and Arnav just smiled. "Have you seen Mehra's file? I can't
seem to find it" he asked and Khushi picked up a black file from the nearest
table and handed it over to him. "Khushi, what would I do without you?" he
sighed and kissed her in a long warm way. "Happy 21^st!" he whispered
and left. "Be ready in 2 hours!" he yelled back as he made his out of their
room.</font>

<p align="center"><font size="3" color="#003300">~~~</font></p>

<font size="3" color="#003300">Khushi was pacing around the pool, thinking about nothing in
general. Jiji and Di had not allowed her near the kitchen. She was let off for
the day supposedly. Getting bored, she sat down on Arnav's seat by the poolside
and started flipping through some random magazine. She heard her phone ring in
the bedroom. It was from AR Designs office. Smile spread on her face as she
pressed the end call button on her phone.</font>

<font size="3" color="#003300">Checking herself in the mirror, she fixed her hair and
lipstick. She collected her phone and her golden pouch-wallet, rushed down the
stairs. "Where you going?" asked a curious Anjali, who was just coming out of
the temple-room with a thaali in her hand. "Woh abhi Arnav Ji KE
office se phone aya tha. Mujhe abhi office jana padega" she replied (I just got
a call from ARNAV
JI'S OFFICE. I have to get to the office, right now")</font>

<font size="3" color="#003300">"Par ghar pe koi gadi nehi hai. Ek Chotte le gaya. Doosra le
ke Akash aur Payal doctor ke paas gaye hain aur teesra servicing ke liye gaya
huwa hai. Ap kaise jayenge?" asked Anajli (There's no free car. One of them has
been taken by Arnav. The second one has been taken by Akash and Payal to the
doctor's and the third one is out for servicing. How will you go?")</font>

<font size="3" color="#003300">"Ap chinta mat kijiye, Di. Arnav Ji ne office se gaari bhej
diya hai. Hum usi se jayenge" replied Khushi and rushed out (Don't worry. Arnav
Ji has sent a car from the office. I'll go by that.)</font>

<font size="3" color="#003300">Khushi stepped out of the house and a saw an unfamiliar
glamorous white sedan waiting for her. Maybe it was their new office car.
Praising her husband for his impeccable taste, Khushi climbed into it as the
chauffer opened the door, without thinking twice.</font>

<p align="center"><font size="3" color="#003300">~~~</font></p>

<font size="3" color="#003300">Arnav's breaths were hitched. He prayed for it to be untrue.
The second phone call had scared the living daylights out of him. He tried
contacting Khushi but it went unanswered. Di's phone was on voicemail. Payal
and Akash was already out and the landline was dead for some god forsaken
reason. He sped through every roads and turns, hoping Khushi to be safe.
Finally, as he reached Shantivan, he barged open the main wooden door and
entered briskly. Turning towards his Di and Nani, who were chatting over a cup
of tea, he asked "Where's Khushi?"</font>

<font size="3" color="#003300">His fears came to life as he saw his Di look up at him in a
way he didn't want. "Khushi Ji left for your office about an hour ago" came a
scared reply.</font>

<p align="center"><font size="3" color="#003300">~</font></p>
<p align="center"><font size="3" color="#003300">"Mr. Arnav Singh
Raizada'</font></p>
<p align="center"><font size="3" color="#003300">Aap ko kya lagta hai?</font></p>
<p align="center"><font size="3" color="#003300">Hum apne haat se itni
aasaani se ye sab jaydaad uss ladki ko de denge?</font></p>
<p align="center"><font size="3" color="#003300">Ye sab mera hain!</font></p>
<p align="center"><font size="3" color="#003300">Aur main ye saari
jaydad apne naam pe karke rahoonga</font></p>
<p align="center"><font size="3" color="#003300">Iske liye main kisi
bhi hud tak kyun jaa sakta hoon"</font></p>
<p align="center"><font size="3" color="#990000">BEEP BEEP BEEP</font></p>
<p align="center"><font size="3" color="#003300">The phone went dead'</font></p>
<p align="center"><font size="3" color="#003300">~</font></p>
<p align="center"><font size="3" color="#003300">(Mr. Arnav Singh
Raizada. What did you think? Did you think that I'll let all of my property
slip out into that girl's hand? Never! It's all mine and I'm going to have it
back! Even if that means going upto an unimaginable extent!)</font></p>
<p align="center"><font size="3" color="#003300">~</font></p><p align="center"></p>

<p align="center"><font size="3" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif">To be continued</font></p><p align="center"><font size="3" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" color="#990066"></font><font color="#0000cc" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">LINK TO MY OTHER WORKS</font><font color="#336633">:</font></p>

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