Hi Guys,
Firstly, I am really sorry for the delay. I hope you understand. It was kind of difficult for me to write this scene, given my age.
Secondly, this update is sensual and if you are under the age of 15, please refrain from reading the last bit. I don't think I have gone over board with the love making. I hope the descriptions aren't too vivid.
Here goes the update -
Chapter 23 : True Love
Khushi opened her eyes in his arms. His strong arms. She looked at his half open mouth. She was so comfortable. She just didn't want to move. It was like his arms were cut out for her and her only. Her head rested on his arm and his arms were wrapped around her. She kissed him. His eyelids fluttered and then he opened his beautiful brown eyes. "What a lovely way to begin a day!" he exclaimed. She flashed a wide smile as he returned her the favour. "Khushi, have I ever told you how lucky I am to have you in my life?" he said. "Yes, you have." She replied. "you have been the best husband!" she said. Arnav smiled.
At breakfast, Arnav realized that the day he had worked so hard for was here. Today he would know if he worked hard enough. Khushi seemed fairly confident while Arnav just didn't know what to expect. He was a little befuddled. He tried to keep his calm. "Good morning Mr. and Mrs. Raizada." Mr. Specter greeted. Arnav and Khushi reciprocated. "Khushi, this is Mr. Specter, they are the hosts." Arnav introduced. "Mr.Specter--"Harvey" He corrected. "Harvey, this is my wife, Khushi." Mr. Specter shook Khushi's hand and then said "I hope you'll are having a nice stay. We got to see your little serenade last evening in the rain, Mrs. Raizada," he commented. Khushi flushed. Oops. Awkward. Arnav was red. He was very nervous since morning and now this. Awkward. Silence. Silence. "Uh--actually--I--"Oh please, it was a delight to see young love. You don't have to be embarrassed. I would fall in love with my wife again if she ever did something like that." Mr. Specter commented. "Would you like to join us?" Khushi asked. "Oh no, you enjoy. I'll take off. We have to prepare the documents for tonight and recheck everything for the party." He said. "If you need any assistance in arrangements please let me know." Arnav offered. "Thank you!" He left leaving Arnav and Khushi laughing out loud.
By lunch, Arnav was completely out of control. He just couldn't sit down. He kept walking up and down the corridors or his room. "Why don't we go for a couple's spa," Khushi suggested. "No Khushi, I am not going anywhere. I can't lie down and relax now." "That's what you need to do" "You should go for the spa." "Are you mad? I can't leave you like this! God knows what you'll do." "Nothing. I'll just wait here." "No no, it's fine. I'm staying." Arnav smiled weakly and continued pacing across the room.
"Enough!" Khushi scolded. "I am having a headache watching you move like a pendulum. You are the ASR. What is wrong with you?" Khushi exclaimed. "I am just ASR. I am not the best Khushi. I want this tender, you know that!" "You are the best and you should know that. I don't understand. How could you be so nervous? How could you be so down-to-earth? You are in the fashion industry and you dress like you work in a bank or something. You get nervous so fast, you don't even show a hint of arrogance in your attitude even though you are so powerful. How? How do you do that? It is so easy for people to get derailed into drugs or smoking. How are you so good?" Khushi asked. She just didn't get it. "Huh." Arnav sighed. "I loved my parents and I always wanted to make them proud. Would they be proud if I was arrogant? Would they be proud to see me smoke or do drugs? And about my clothing, I have always been simple. My choice of profession doesn't change my nature. I wear what is comfortable and I make what others find attractive doesn't mean I will wear what I make." He said. "Wow. You know, I don't think there is another human being like you on this planet." Khushi said in awe of her husband's excellence. "I hope there isn't. Because I have done my share of smoking and drugs and I already told you how that turned out. I have turned my life around and I will not ruin that for anything. Nothing. And I love the fact that even you are so humble and so understanding. I love you Khushi." He said. "I love you too ASR." She said. She hugged him. "Feeling better?" she whispered into his ears. "Hmm," he relaxed. Khushi had realized how comfortable Arnav had become with her. Earlier there was an awkwardness between them. Arnav didn't let her in. They barely had anything to talk about or even if they did it was just random but now, it's different. It has been for quite a while. Arnav had finally let her in and it made Khushi really happy.
It was 7pm in no time. Khushi stepped out of the bathroom in a black saree. The blouse was sleeveless and sequenced.
Arnav wore a formal black suit with a white shirt and his very own black tie.
Arnav was enchanted as he stared at his wife comb her hair. Khushi realized Arnav was gawking so she asked, "How am I looking?" "More beautiful than I can say." He said. Khushi blushed slowly. Every girl loved compliments especially from the man who they loved. Arnav was a little flustered so Khushi helped him wear his tie. "Just be yourself Arnav, everything will fall in place. Relax." She said softly. Arnav nodded. As they walked down. Khushi held Arnav's hand. It comforted him. He felt calm with her by his side. They greeted the Specters first. "Harvey, everything looks great." Arnav said. "Thank you, meet my wife, Rebecca." He introduced. Both Khushi and Arnav greeted her. "Mrs. Raizada, you look gorgeous tonight!" Harvey complimented. Khushi courteously said thank you. They spoke for a little while before Harvey excused himself to greet a few others.
Arnav and Khushi took their seats. The nervousness was taking over Khushi too. She tried to calm herself down because she knew that Arnav would be 100 times more nervous than her today. This is what he had worked for. This tender had made Khushi wait up all those nights. Arnav better get the tender, she thought. "What are you thinking?" Arnav asked looking towards Khushi. "Nothing, just thinking about how we would celebrate the tender." She said. "Khushi. Let's not get ahead of ourselves." Arnav said feigning composure. "You will get it." She said. "What if I don't?" "Then I will still be there everyday you wake up, I will still be there at night when you sleep and I will be with you all your life through everything, that's a promise Arnav." She said, "This tender will not change that. Nothing will change that." "I think I just needed to hear that. All of this seems like a dream and I just don't want it to end." "It's not going to. It never will." Khushi promised. "I am not nervous anymore. We will get past this." He said.
"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for joining us today." Harvey spoke. "Our company is honoured to get such good response for our tender." Everyone looked at him intently. Whoever won the tender, their company would get great foreign exchange and lots of credit for this deal. It was superb. "Our company and it's board has finally decided to give our tender to Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada." He announced. There was a huge round of applause and a tight hug from Khushi that made Arnav realize that he had done it. There was media all around clicking as he took each step. Khushi literally had tears in her eyes seeing Arnav receive the tender. It had been so important to him and seeing him get it had just made her so proud. She was so happy. Khushi was only seeing the smile on his face as he walked back to her. It had made him so happy. She hugged Arnav. "You did it." She whispered in his ears. "We did it." He corrected. "I told you we would get it!" "Yes you did." He said.
"Congratulations!" Mrs. Specter said as everyone started their dinner. "Thank you so much!" Arnav said. "Congratulations! You deserved it!" Harvey said joining them. "Thank you!" he said again. There were many business men around to congratulate him but he kept looking at Khushi. She had believed in him from the very beginning. She had faith in him when he had lost faith. Arnav didn't leave Khushi's hand as he said his thank you's to everyone. He was complete. His life's goal was complete. His company was now the no.1 company in India, rather the whole of Asia. "Mr. Raizada what do you have to say about ASR industries being right on top?" one of the reporters asked. "It feels great to see my dream come true. It would not be possible without my wife's support and love and the constant cooperation of my family." He replied. "ASR how do you feel about living your dream?" "It feels great, out of the world but that is because I have someone to share the joy with. Dream come true but without my wife here, I wouldn't even be half as happy. So it's love which you need more than success." He replied.
"Care for a dance, Mrs. Raizada?" Arnav asked. "Why not." She said accepting his offer. They moved to dance. The smile was still pasted on Arnav's face as he held his wife and spun her around. Arnav's hand was immediately around Khushi's waist. His touch had magic. The warmth she felt every time he touched her made her heart race. It was soothing to be there. No troubles, no worries, just a peaceful life. "I am so proud of you Arnav," Khushi said. "Thank you, nothing can make me happier. Thank you for being in my life and making it so colourful." "I love you Arnav!" Khushi said again. She would never be tired of saying that. She could say it with every sentence. "I love you more than you know Khushi." He reciprocated. Arnav pulled Khushi closer and held her tighter. Khushi's breathing fastened as he looked her in the eyes. She could feel his breath on her face as they inched closer. "Arnav, we are in public!" Khushi exclaimed. "So what do you say? Want to go somewhere private?" he asked. Khushi blushed but nodded. They took their leave and went back to their room. Arnav still couldn't believe he had gotten the tender and the girl. Khushi was ecstatic too. What else could they want?
The intensity in the room increased as Arnav shut the door behind them. Khushi shut her eyes as she could sense him close to her. The temperature rose. Khushi was getting goose bumps just by his presence. It was as if he could feel her even without touching her. Her heartbeat fastened and they both indulged into a passionate kiss. It was hot as Arnav passionately kissed her. His hands on her bare waist burning her skin as he caressed it. Her hands clutching his shirt. Arnav's slips slid down comfortably to her neck. The sensations were so strong that everything around them was forgotten. The sensuality of the situation had increased 10 folds because of the anticipation and the wait. When his lips met hers again, she couldn't stop the trembling that shimmered through her body. She hung on tightly as he nibbled at her mouth, barely registering his fingers at the waistband of her petticoat. He delicately pulled out her saree and then taking her in his arms he laid her down in bed. She took of his shirt as he dug his head into her neck. Khushi let her hands slide down over his broad chest, her fingers mapping the planes of his muscles all the way to the clasp of his pants as she took them off. "You're mine Khushi," he whispered against her skin. "I love you so much. Never leave me Khushi, promise me you'll be with me forever, till my last breathe. Even if we fight you will never think of leaving." He whispered passionately.
Tears spilled slowly down her cheeks as he stilled, waiting. The request was so formal, and yet so primal. He was claiming her, making her for his own. She found herself longing to belong to him, to surrender everything she has. She wanted to believe that he wanted her even after all those mistakes she had made, after everything that was said and done.
"I'm yours," Khushi whispered against his lips. "Till death do us part." She hissed. He rewarded her with a crushing kiss and began to move within her, sending spirals of pleasure rushing through her body. Khushi let her eyes close again, giving herself over completely to the fell of his lips moving down her neck, his body locked tightly to hers. She felt whole, as some part of her she hadn't even known was missing had been restored. Moving with him, she matched his movements as she gave herself over to passion.
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-Manjari
Edited by DoNotDisturb - 12 years ago
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