Arshi FF: ||Fallen Too Far|| part 6 pg 65 9/11* - Page 5

Awesome character sketch and introduction..Love arnav character
Wanted to know his dark past and how he fall in love with khushi
Akash is devil in this story??
Update soon😛

amazing and interesting prologue...

congo.
Ayu..
Nice banner...
Nice prolouge..
N characterz b

jaldi sa start kara.

nice.very nice..do continue soon..loving the concept so far..

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PART 1

A young lady walked out from a vast building brimming with happy tears. She unlocked her car and started the car to drive to her place. Khushi. A 22 beautiful, modern, Living In Mumbai, she struggled a lot with her future whether its her scholarship for higher studies in fashion or doing job in a multi Designing company.

Being orphan without anyone from years she managed her life alone. And Today she proved that she can managed herself alone in this city. Her mouth curved thinking if she say this again before her bestie that she is alone, the tantrums she have to face could be dangerous.

Her dreams and passion in fashion brings her here and she found herself a Design manager today. Now she got the most ravishing fashion show to manage. She didn't think she would get a opportunity to assist this fashion show and that too very soon. She wouldn't lie thinking that she didn't wanted this but her day night hardwork proved her today itself.

She loved Mumbai with the kind of mad passion she reserved for only one other thing in my life. The city is full of new world opportunities and old world traditions. The pulsing energy of the city fueled international business bloodlines and drew people from all over the world. She passed in fashion from London and found herself in Mumbai. This city has many memorable memories to her which are related to her late parents.

Tears brimmed in her eyes. She felt an urge to tell them that spite of each hurdle she adjusted herself in this world. She wanted to assure them that she is doing good here but she composed herself, this is not the time to break down. She pushed on the brakes outside her building, straigtening herself as she appeared out of the car. She pulled her long hairs on her left shoulder walked inside the building then in the elevator.Reaching outside her apartment she gave a brief look to her next apartment and unlocked her door and got inside.

"We should head to a club and celebrate". Khushi wasn't surprised by her best friend cum neighbour's emphatic voice. Samaira khana found excuses to celebrate, no matter how small and big the news it is . She'd always considered it part of her charm."I'm sure drinking the night before starting a new project is a bad idea." Khushi spoke and fluttered her eyes innocently..

"Come on, Khush." Sam sat on her living room sofa flashed her winning smile. She knew it Sam would be in her apartment as her door was locked from the outside. She just gotten back from New york after meeting her parents. She'd been unpacking for days, yet she still looked amazing. Lean, Slim, dark-haired, and green-eyed, Sam was truly a woman who rarely looked anything less than absolutely gorgeous on any day of her life. She might have resented that if she hadn't been the dearest person on earth to her. But the surprised thing she always trusted on her no matter what.

"Just a glass of wine or two. We can hit a happy hour and be in by eight." She insited. Khushi sat beside her and spoke up ''I want to just a nap for some hours Sam. I m really tired after all the efforts on the fashion report but we can celebrate here''. Blowing a wayward strand of hair off her face, Sam grinned at her. ''Fine I m going to hit in the kitchen for some dinner and drinks''.She was not the best cook but she makes quite good Food.

''Great''

Saying this she walked inside her room and fell on her bed lazily. She felt exhausted. It was not so easy task to lead such a huge fashion show but she will give her best she thought mentally.

Almost exactly twenty minutes later she came out from the bathroom dressed in loose shorts and in a T-shirt. The apartment smelled fabulous when she got back in a living room. The dinner was neatly arranged at the coffee table and Sam was pouring drinks in the 2 glasses. Sam looked up as khushi sat and tucked her legs beneath her on the couch. ''Pasta with chesse and red sauce as you preferred'' Sam excitedly spoke and gave her the drink. They clicked their drinks as they said.

"Cheers."

Sam set her left elbow on the armrest and leaned in, picking a full of spoon, her long bangs covering her one vibrant green eye. "So what happened after you got the project?"

Khushi shrugged. "Nothing. Natasha, Jack and Everyone congratulated me and then I just started working on the dresses, models and on the reports"

''Show is going to be start next week and the Multi National Fashion Bussinessman is going to be the sponsor and chief guest too of our show. Arnav Singh Raizada''. A thrill runs through her after speaking his name.

"What????'' Oh my freaking god Arnav singh raizada?? The multi Talented fashion businessman... Are you serious??'' Sam asked her exciteldly. Khushi nooded at her excited tone.

''Wow!! It will be fun. I am gonna come for sure''. Sam came beside her and threw her arms around her shoulder. Sighing, she turned around and spoke with a flustered look ''You are coming bcuz some Arnav singh raizada gonna come, not bcuz your friend will be there hosting and handling the show''. Sam grinned and spoke in a teasing tone ''Who knows If he makes my hormones go crazy'' and winked at her.

Khushi rolled her eyes, shrugged her hands away,stood up to clean the table and spoke ''you can never be serious Miss Samaira khana'' Sam grinned at her while she walked into the kitchen.

''Khushi I am going to sleep here today as my packing is still undone'' Sam spoke and adjusted herself on couch.

''No worries'' Khushi spoke little loudy from the kitchen.

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She pushed the Car gates open, parked her car and passed through the revolving door of her office into the lobby in the next Morning. She'd gone with a simple sheath dress paired with black heels, her hairs was twisted up in an artful pony, wore a pearl earing. She never forget to make the best impression on her anyday.

The main glass door of the company was equipped with magnetic lock, and the door was programmed to open only when the employees show their identity cards to the smart card reader. Due to those identity cards and smart card readers the security of the company and the regularity of the employees were maintained.

Fourteen floors later, she eneterd into her office. ''Hi, Tanya " She greeted the receptionist who was working on her computer with very much concentration. She didn't greet khushi back as she walked before Tanya could say something, that too very important.

While entering her office she came across some of her employees. They wished her, slightly. She also wished them back, with sweet smile. She could guess from their body language that they were just being formal to her as she was their head manager. Who cares she mentally thought.

Khushi walked along the aisle to her cabin, between the cubicles on both sides. She was walking through her cabin as the phone rang . She searched her phone in her purse. The screen flashing with Sam's name, picking the call she wished her.

''What the hell khush, how could you go without waking me up. I had to wish you luck''. Sam yelled at the other side.

''And why do I need a luck Miss khanna'' khushi teased her while enjoying her state. Sam was possessive about her morning routines, having the habbit to wish her, cuddling her in a hug and her Non-stop blabbering about the coming day.

''You are going to start your new project and I had have to tell you my coming day work''. Sam answered flabbergasted.

''Ohh,Sorry Sam, I had to move my ass here on time otherwise the delays will cause only problems ''.

''But how I could I need a luck in this??'' Khushi spoke up while wished her other employee.

''Who knows you will meet Someone handsome, having killer looks, scorching eyes, lean, God of perfection and Powerful enough to shake you down to your knees''. Sam spoke dreamingly and with such determination in her voice that literally stopped khushi in her tracks. She involuntarily went in silent mode and just stopped outside her cabin. But quickly shrugged her head she pushed the glass cabin door, equipped with spring, and entered her cabin and spoke ''As if I am meeting my Dream man today''.

She laughed a little and *thud*. She ran into a lean and hard tall figure banging her head which cause her stumbled back in her tracks, tripping over her own feet, her phone fell from her hands with her purse on the floor. She glanced down to look her self but when a gentle hand came around her Elbow to helped her stand straight she steel herself to glance up. She gasped.

Wow. Just...Wow.

A dark molten brown eyes stared into her eyes and took her breath out from her lungs. Hit with all the exquisite masculinity at her eye-level, she could only stare. Stunned. Speechless.

Arnav singh raizada came at this office to discuss about the fashion show which he was going to sponsor. He was told that the design manager was going to handle this show. Since then he was waiting impatiently in the design manager's cabin to discuss. He glanced at his rolex. He was waiting from past twenty minutes. ''No value for time'' he muttered under his breath with a frown. He leaned back on the chair and put his index finger back forth on his lips and looked around her cabin. He then noticed her name board on the table. Khushi kumari Gupta. He stared at her name. khushi.

He just shook his head and stood up to leave as he don't have to waste. If they want him to sponsor they will come to him now. He turned around to walked out but stopped in his track as he heard a melody voice coming from outside the cabin talking and whispering something.

Just as he pressed on the door to open, the most beautiful hand, emerged through the narrow gap in the door. The very next moment the door opened what he saw stopped his breath. He saw the most beautiful lady walked inside, head bent a little and he noticed that she was talking on phone. He knew she will run into him but he was stunned and stood like a statue until she banged her head in his.

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khushi inhaled as he smelled sinfully good. Not cologne. Body wash, maybe. Or shampoo. Whatever it was, it was mouthwatering, as was he.

Then something shifted in the air between them.

As he stared back, he altered...as if a shield slid away from his eyes, revealing a scorching force of will. The intense magnetism he exuded grew in strength, becoming a near tangible impression of vibrant and unrelenting power. Her elbow throbbed from the heated contact coming from his hands. He shifted back a little and then she noticed him.

Gelled black hair framed a breathtaking face,his bone structure would make a sculptor with joy, while a firmly etched mouth, a blade of a nose, and intensely molten brown eyes made him savagely gorgeous and breath taking. The custom three-piece suit hit more than a few of her hot buttons, but it was the tall, powerfully lean body inside it that made it sensational. Still, as hot as all that magnificent maleness was he. Its not like she hadn't seen a gorgeous man till yet but what she saw now directly before her was absolutely equisite framed with all masculinity.

He smirked a little watching her expressions as she was checking him out continuosly. Her lips parted to accommodate faster breaths as she noticed her tight lips, she gasped. He then cleared his throat which brings her back from his sinful thoughts. He amusedly watched her flustered state. Heer cheeks were bright red from flushing.

''Arnav Singh Raizada''. He held out a hand to her, exposing his gold cuff links and a very expensive-looking watch.

''Miss gupta right??''

She jerked her head up and with a shaky inhalation as she nodded. She placed her hand in his. Her pulse leaped when his grip tightened. His touch was electric, sending a shock up to her arm that raised the hairs on her nape. He didn't move for a moment, a frown line marring the space between arrogantly slashed brows.

"Are you all right?" he asked with a cultured and smooth voice that made her stomach flutter. She nooded quickly and moved her hand out of his grip.

Her lips were dry, so she licked them before answering. "I'm fine."

''Welcome Mr. Raizada, I am khushi kumari Gupta".

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gutter mate ji!
i m here!
😉
1st of all hats off ayu!
u write so beautifully!
i m speechless!
literally main kho gayi !
awesomee!
part 1 just out of this world!

i m liking ur khushi!
mature and cultured!
yup i m a sanka devi fan!
but yar urs khushi is amazing!
a fashion designer!
thats cool!
and has a beautiful frnd just like her!
and the meeting!
uff!
u know i m guessing that arnav is not a heartless man here!
i think so!
wese its up to u!
loved the 1st part!
he is sponsoring!
and she is the head designer!
so definitely they gonna work together!
waiting for more!
and yup me 1st!
this Whatssapp works a lot😉
love u!

Amazing start
Loved it
Awesome meeting
Waiting for the next part
Continue soon