FF:Sanaya Barun Mohit( Pighalta Asman)Part 10-Pg21 - Page 4

awesome update

Arnav is fast ...me like it.

loved it.
superb and nice.
liked the way arnav and kushi reacted.

60 people got pm, not even 20 likes..and comments..I feel pathetic..honestly, what should I name it, demeaning or disgusting..I don't know..

woww...nice...

lovely concept...

This in only Page 7..update will be at Page 9

Hii..it's just I am on a rigorous assignment, I don't don't know when I will be free, so I am doing the next 2 updates Part 3 and 4 ..but you must do justice to me, please give proper comments. I have seen many trash ffs r getting high rate of likes and comments..My ff is not that bad.

Part 3

Samrat was looking at the roof. His life was very complicated . He likes Khushwant from the very beginning, and they are family friends. But he never reached to Khushwant in that sense. All he can remember that he had a heated conversation with Khushwant. Samrat gave the reason although. They were dating that time and Samrat checked her mailbox one day. He got to see some emotional chat recorded in that mailbox. That guy was a classmate to Khushwant in MBBS and he liked her a lot. That feeling was clearly visible in his texts.

Khushwant didn't encouraged him but she consoled him. Samrat found that consolation as a misplaced sympathy which can lead to further more.

Khushwant found this act very demeaning and came heavily upon Samrat. In his rage Samrat started to get intimate some other girl. When he realised his mistake , it was too late. Khushwant found him in a very objectionable position with that girl. And she ended their relation then and there.

The story didn't ended there, one day when Khushi came out of the operation theatre just after assisting in an pregnancy termination operation , she found Samrat standing there. She ran back to the patient and found that she was the paramour of her lover. She couldn't help herself but slapping him tightly.

Later she came to know that Samrat was not the reason of that pregnancy, the girl was raped in his bedroom though.

Samrat still remembers the night, he fought with his elder brother, Inderjeet.

"I am sorry Sam, I was not in my full sense.."

"Bhai, is it a justification?"

" Sam, she is a s**t , I know her, anyway you were not going to marry her..why are you being so scandalized?"

The girl didn't go the police and half a crore was paid to her. But soon she found about her pregnancy. She was going to get married to someone else and she needed the abortion. That day, Samrat went to hospital only to make sure that she was okay.

****

Khushwant simply threw him out of her life. Samrat doesn't blame her, but Samrat really wants to win her back in his life. Whatever it takes Samrat will do that.

Khsuhi was consulting with her patient and her mobile screen showed an unknown number. It's not new to her, patients usually call their Doctor.

"Hello..who is this?"

" Arnav this side.."

"Why did you call me? How did you get my number?"

" To inform you that my father will be more than glad to accept you as his daughter-in-law, I had a detailed discussion..with him.."

" You are insane..who gave you my number..?"

" I got it from the hospital records..the register.."

"Where are you?"

" On the other side of your door...will you not welcome me..?"

****

" What is your answer?", Arnav asked while stirring his tea.

" You already know that Mr. Randhawa..stop disturbing me..finish the tea and please , you know the exit door.."

" But you impressed me that night.."

Khushi clinched her teeth, " Stop mentioning it as that night..people may misunderstand this.."

"And what they will understand, Dr. Chaudhri?"..Arnav said with a devilish smile.

"Do you really think that this kind of dirty hints will help you? I know very well what is your ulterior motive. Men like you...", she got interrupted. His hard gaze stopped her.

"Men? How many men do you know? "..Arnav demanded.

" I don't need to listen to all these crap..", she said and opened the door and said again ,"please , get out..else I will.."..

Arnav slammed the door very hard, " Tell me, how dirty Samrat Zakhad got with you..?"

Tears welled up in her eyes, "Oops..someone got emotional..I heard you dumped him, what was the reason? That dirt wasn't enough for you? Tell me, I can get more dirty than him, you will not be able to resist me.."..Arnav said bitterly..

Khushwant remained silent.

"Sorry..Khushwant, I lost my temper..", Arnav said with a sigh, " you always doubt my intentions..those are very much honourable..Khsuhwant, let me make my reasons very clear, I want to marry you, because I don't want my wife to have the same fate like my mother..Lalit Chaudhri will not harm his own daughter.."

"My father didn't kill your mother, it was very much a man to man thing, your mother's death was a collateral damage Arnav Singh Randhawa.."

"I know, but I am not that strong like my father, I may not be able to digest that kind of collateral damage in my life...please, Khushwant.."

"Get out...else I will call the police.."

"I am going now, but we will meet soon...that's a promise.."

***

Khushwant was under the shower, Arnav was playing havoc on her system. But she has a significant past with Samrat. She still can feel her encounters with Samrat. And she hates that. She was involved with him for almost a year. Samrat joined his family business just after completing his graduation from Hansraj College. When they met, Khushi was in final year of MBBS. Zakhads and Chaudhris had a joint trip to Europe. That time, Khushi could feel Samrat's gaze on her. One day Samrat offered her an evening in a happening disco. That evening changed everything.

First he touched her ass lightly, she said, " Don't.."

Then he did it again and this time his touch was not light. He was rubbing that part when he was pressing his hard chest against her softness.

Eventually he rubbed her soft mounds and she liked it. Dance became just an excuse, he touched, grabbed, pressed her everywhere. Later, in the hotel room, they played strip poker. Samrat won and he made her do everything he wanted. She did it gladly.

After returning to Delhi, Khushi became a bit reserved but it was too late. Samrat wanted her and she wanted him too. She had to use concealer to cover her swollen lips and other part of her body. It was that wild.

Samrat expressed his feelings for her, Khushi was in dilemma. Samrat was the first man who got her into bed. It was more craze than love at that young phase of life. Samrat was a young man with experience. He knew how to handle these things. Khushwant needed more time. She was a self sufficient girl who was going to be a Doctor, moreover she has the Chaudhri surname. She didn't need a commitment from Samrat.

And then, Samrat checked her inbox which was followed by sequence of incidents.

Khushwant was sceptic about Samrat's brother Inder. If he can rape that girl in Samrat's bedroom then he can do the same thing to Khushwant. Zakhads and Chaudhris would do their best to suppress the truth. It was possible that Khushwant had to marry Inder.

Khushi felt a jerk, her mobile was ringing in her bed room. She stopped the shower, wrapped herself in a towel and came out.

" Khushi, it's me..Samrat.."

" Yes.."

" Can we meet tomorrow?"

"Why?"

" Just like that.."

"It has no use..I have two operations..I will be busy anyways..I need to sleep now..bye.."

She disconnected the phone. And got ready and took her car keys. Whenever she is tensed she goes for driving on highway.

Caution: Very mature contents, read at your own risk.

Part 4

Arnav went to Taj to attend a fashion show. He was drinking with his business associates in the after show party. His eyes fell on a girl, she was possibly a model. She looked very sensual.

That girl got a note, " Table No. 3.."

Arnav was having his fifth drink when the girl reached to the table.

"Hii.."

"We need to talk, if you feel comfortable we can go to my private suit..", Arnav offered, "that is on 7^th floor.."

After 10 minutes ,

Arnav was seated on the sofa, his tie and blazer were thrown on the other side.

The model was seated beside him, waiting for him to speak.

" You are an upcoming model..!"

"Yes, my name is Ira Malhotra.."

Arnav scanned her with his eyes, nice curves, she will be good.

" Your saree is nice..", she was wearing a monochrome chiffon saree ," you will be a successful model..I have several friends in UK and US , they are looking for models like you, may be you do some cross-over movies, "

"You will help me?"

" I can..have something to drink..whisky will be too hard for you?"

" I will have juice.."..

Arnav called the room service for juice and snacks..and turned around. Ira was still looking at him.

"Don't you want to kiss me?" Ira offered her lips..

"In that case,"..Arnav held her by her neck and kissed deeply and Ira unpinned her saree and removed it. Arnav passed his right hand in her blouse. He heard a soft moan.Then the door was knocked.

Arnav gave a hefty tip to the waiter and said ," I will not be disturbed.." and got back to Ira who removed her remaining clothing by herself. Arnav really liked the scene. He said ," Do the same to me.."

His phone screen showed "Dad"..

"Yes Dad..you are still awake?"

" Where are you?"

" In a party.."..said Arnav while playing with Ira's softness.

" That is so very unlike you.."

" I will be alright, don't trouble yourself..good night.."..Arnav switched his phone off.

***

After thirty minutes, Ira was gasping, she was drained. This man has real stamina and he will be helping her. He seems to be a man of his own words.

" You have real stamina..I don't even know what is your name.."

" You will feel the real stamina now...stand up..."

Arnav himself stood up and lifted her above the floor.

" Hold me proper.."..Ira got the signal , she wrapped his waist with her legs and held his shoulder by her hands. She moaned louder with every thrust of Arnav.

Half an hour later, Arnav was dressing himself up after having a quick shower. Ira was still lying on bed.

" You want some cash?"..Arnav asked..

" I am not a wh**e.."

" I wanted you, you satisfied me in my need, this is my gratitude..I will refer you to my friends for your assignments, right now, this is for you..", Arnav kept a bundle of 500 rupees note on the table.

" You can keep my number, if you need me again.."

" That will not be the case..good bye.."..

****

Arnav was driving , he was feeling relaxed. Will Khushwant be that good in bed? Yeah, she must be good. Otherwise why Samrat Zakhad is so keen to have her back in his life? Arnav hired a private detective to get information about the affair between Khushwant Chaudhri and Samrat Zakhad. And from him he got to know that Samrat did every wild things with Khushwant, he even screwed her during their drive in a highway.

And then he saw a car, Samrat was in the car and she was also. They were kissing. Arnav couldn't control his rage. He took the reverse gear and hit the car very hard.

" You bas***d.."..Samrat got out of the car, his belt was loose and chain was not open. Shirt was a mess so his hair. Suddenly big rain drops hit all of them. Khushi just glared at him.

" Get in my car, your car is damaged, rain is there..if any gang of brats wishes to rape you, I don't think this fellow will be able to save you..", Arnav said in stern voice.

Arnav resumed his driving, Khushwant was in his car.

" He was screwing you..?"..

" He only started to take off his trouser, and you hit the car.."

Arnav laughed , " That means I came up at right time. See Khushwant, what you did with him earlier I hardly care..how many times he screwed you, where and how..I give a damn, but, from now on, you will get screwed by me only. Season 1 is over Doctor, Season 2 to Season Finale..is solely my regime."

"Ohh..how do you feel after a fresh screwing ..?"

"Excuse me.."

" The love bite is still fresh on your neck..how was it..?"..Khushwant said in an acidic voice.

Arnav stopped the car.." You are feeling so bad..let me give you a love bite.."

"Don't even think.."

" Not on your lips..I don't want everyone questioning you.."..Arnav caught hold of her and bite her nipples very hard.

"It will pain, but you are a Doctor, you can medicate that ..I know..by the way, you forgot to wear bra or it was taken off by Samrat in the car only..?"

Khushwant covered her bosom with her hand.."Too late ..for this modesty..remove your hands..or I will bite again..", Arnav threatened.

Khushwant did as he said, her face was grim and pale.

When she got into her bedroom, she wanted to break everything. That bas***d tortured her bosom badly, even after removing her hands he didn't keep his words.