As he led her through the glass doors and a narrow passage opening to their master suite, Khushi's eyes fell on 2 young ladies who were fixing something at the dressing table.
Leena, Meena? What are you guys doing here?
Leena and Meena are twin sisters who employ at AR Group. They are the head of Aestheticians and Stylists in AR, and get hands on only on supermodel or ASR recommended candidates.
Hey Khushi...as they met Arnav's gaze, they corrected themselves, Sorry Ma'm, how are you?
Khushi immediately looked at Arnav and rolled her eyes and he pretended as if he didnt say a word.
What are you guys doing here?
Before they could say anything, he interrupted the ladies calling out their name, and ending with almost imperceptible nod asking them to leave.
They whispered to Khushi, We will see you in a bit.
Close the door on your way out. Arnav instructed looking at confused Khushi.
Arnav why they are here?
I worked so hard for my wife and she blatantly ignored the most important gift her husband planned to give.
Gift? Where? She looked around and as her eyes met his master piece, she stumbled upon on her feet losing control as she almost collapsed colliding against his chest. She covered her mouth with her palms and gasped pretty loudly.
He held her by her waist and walked her to the lehenga he designed for her. Not just lehenga, a perfect wedding lehenga put on mannequin and displayed at the center of their room.
Khushi? He called her name but she didnt register his voice. Still covering her mouth with her palms, leaving his side, she walked around the mannequin, just like the first time, noticing every detail and wondering if she is feeling it for real or dream. She bent down on her knees and felt the heavy brocade border of the lehenga between her fingers as tears trickled down her eyes. She smiled proudly as she could see her own reflection in the pink and white diamonds heavily embroidered in the lehenga.
He tucked his hands in his pocket and stood lost in her happy tears, seeing her all lost in excitement, in fact her every expression screamed more excitement than he imagined.
She raised her head and asked almost in choked tone, You dint design this for Payal?
He nodded NO with a smile.
YOU designed this for me? She stood up waiting for his answer.
Every stitch, with my own hands. He shrugged his shoulders and curved his lips.
As the tears trickled down her lashes, before he could take one complete step towards her, she threw her arms around his neck, slammed her lips onto his lifting her feet in the air. He stumbled upon his feet but soon gained control holding the wall corner as she collided with him with such massive force, leaving him in all chuckles. As he wrapped his arms around her back, she tangled her fingers in his hair, contracting her own shoulders in effort to get closer to him as much as possible. As he realized her taking the lead, he smiled and played underdog letting her do as she wished. She kissed him hard, assaulting him sweetly, thrusting her tongue, sweeping his every corner. He tangled his hands into her hair, losing himself in the pleasure of her lead. As she got tired of her own assault, he took over kissing her with tender gentleness calming her overwhelming emotions concluding the effect of the intoxication as her tears touched his lips.
She buried her face in the crook of his neck, weeping. Khushi...He called her but she wrapped her arms more tightly not letting him go. Why did you do so much for me?
He picked her up and sat on the couch with her on his lap. I will tell you later tonight. For now, I want to see you in it. In fact I am dying to see you in it. She cuddled herself more in his arms as she heard him. I called them to help you get ready, in case you need extra help. Do you want their help?
She sat up straight and wiped her tears running her palms on her face hastily. Do you mind if I do it all myself? I want to do it in my way for YOU, Is that OK? or do I absolutely have to use their help?
He smiled amused at his wife asking permission to get ready herself. He smiled thinking if she can get any more cuter. No, you dont have to take their help. But they will be around here, in case you change your mind or if you need anything later. Hmmm? He asked wiping the tear stains off her face.
She nodded getting up from his lap. He straightened himself looking in the mirror, brushing his hair with his fingers, So shall I leave now? Will you be OK? He didnt feel like leaving her in that state. She nodded and hugged him as she walked him out the door.
I will be around. Take your time, per thoda jaldi karna. He grinned sheepishly peeking through the door as she was about to close. And everything you need is on the dressing table. Wear anything you like but there is one thing I absolutely want you to wear. Before she could ask him, he answered, you will know when you see it. He pecked her lips and whispered huskily, See you soon! and this is for you to calm your nerves, he gave her a chocolate and she instantly grabbed it pecking his nose.
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Khushi looked around the room removing the accessories off her and blushed thinking this is where IT is going to be. Nothing over the top but simple and classy unlike the typical first night decor.
She stepped into the bathroom and smiled nodding her head in disbelief admiring his classic choices being continued. The bathroom walls raised in black marble and vanity area in white marble gave her a feeling of black and white era. What caught her attention is her initial embroidered in the bathroom linen. She picked up a towel and rubbed it against her cheek, which felt softer than the baby towel or matter of fact softer than cotton ball.
She wondered if there is any other man existing on his earth who would make his wife as special as Mr. Raizada is doing.
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After steamy shower, as she slipped into the lehenga and choli, she looked herself in the mirror and she shyly lowered her eyes as for the first time she indeed felt that she is breathtakingly beautiful, especially with the way the choli hugged her perfectly. She was worried initially thinking how she is going to manage wearing heavy piece but her thoughtful husband made it all easy by adding zips instead of hooks and strings of doris. She blushed thinking if he designed such way for his own convenience and she let a soft chuckle remembering his struggle with dori on the night of mehendi.
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After getting the day's update from Aman, he stepped into hot shower in the adjacent guest room to get ready for her. He smiled imagining how she turns wild when all emotional and behave absolutely shy at every other min as if its her first time feeling him.
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She sat infront of the dressing table drying her hair as her eyes traced along 5 sets of necklaces, every piece best in its own way. And then her eyes searched for something he specifically asked her to wear. The moment her eyes fell on the purple glass bottle, she knew that was it. A very familiar bottle that she carries everywhere she goes especially ever since their confession night. Lavender Oil, she picked it up and smelled it with smiling expression. She bit her inner lip to control her blush and smile but by now her lips started aching due to all the quivering and trembling sensuous thoughts her mind is dreaming.
She styled her hair into wavy loose curls, and put on very mild make-up giving herself a subtle and dewy look with pearl pink blusher on the apple of her cheeks. She giggled thinking she doesnt need blusher as the thoughts of him is naturally bringing the same hue on her cheeks.
As she was about to proceed with the next step, she looked herself confusedly thinking what in her face is more attractive to him, her eyes, or her lips as she wanna accentuate only one of them. She remembered him telling how he fell in love with her eyes the very first moment. Finding the answer to her perplexed state, smilingly she picked up the set of brushes and in few harsh and smooth strokes she gave her eyes a very smoky dramatic look with golden peach and charcoal grey shadows.
Moving on to her lips, She picked a brown bottle that read NARS Follow The Boys, that she had been waiting for long to use it for their special night. She chuckled thinking Ultimate weapon to assault Mr. Raizada. She generously smeared Sweet Revenge flavored with honey on her lips giving them intrinsic glow with fabulous shimmer. The smell of the flavor reached the tip of her nose and tempted to taste her own lips. She pecked her tongue on her upper lip and let out Yumm! as if she is devouring dessert.
She then picked and wore the exquisite pink and white diamonds jewellery set that matched the wedding ring, but not before she dabbed his special request, lavender oil on her neck and shoulders.
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He came out of the shower wrapping his towel around his hips and stood infront of the wardrobe thinking what to wear. Never in his life, he took so much time to dress. But he wanted to do it right for her and make her fall in love with him again. After weighing many factors, he picked something not too grand, simple yet presentable. He spread the clothes on the bed and moved to mirror to dry his hair. As he started drying his hair, he smiled remembering how she smelled his hair and ran her fingers. He immediately stopped drying his hair and combed it wet as he knew how much she likes to touch his drenched hair. He dabbed his chin and cheeks with after-shave lotion and gave a generous spray on him with Clive Christian No.1 perfume, he moisturised his lips with lip balm and slipped into his cotton black shirt and greyish blue trousers.
He smiled imagining what she must be doing as he buttoned leaving the first three open, revealing his taut chest just like the way she likes. He rolled up his sleeves imagining her in the lehenga with all possible combinations of make up, hair style, and jewellery.
He slipped his feet into boat shaped black leather shoe and grabbed his wallet and keys. He turned around one last before going out to check himself. He tucked his hands in his pocket and checked from head to toe in the mirror and let an approving smile before he rushed out the room to make last min preps.
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She filled her maang with sindoor, pretty thickly, accentuating her face and marital status and looked herself for a brief moment. But she couldnt look for long as she felt shy of herself. She picked up the dupatta, pinning its one end to the waist, she draped it from behind onto her right shoulder. She then picked up the veil, and covered her head, curtaining her shoulders with the sheer material. She hesitatingly lifted her lashes, that she had been avoiding to do for last few mins, and looked up in the mirror to check herself, She gapsed with overwhelming emotions looking herself as bride and looked away feeling nervous and calming herself taking deep breath.
Raatein surmayi, shaamein gulabi ho jati hai...
Jab teri nazron ki inayat hum p ho jati hai...
Dhadkaney tez aur gaalo ki laali badh jati hai...
Jab tere kadmon ki aahat hoti hai...
Kaisa yeh ehsas hai jo baandhta hamari saans hai...
Kaisi yeh dor hai jo kheenche mujhe teri ore hai...
Iss ehsas ko, ankahi pyas ko...
Kya mai naam doon, tu hi bata, tu hi bata...
** Credit to Astha
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He lit the last Midnight Moon candle that smelled like Jasmine and came down the deck to see if she is ready. The door is still closed and he was about to check on her but he stopped himself giving her all the time she need. He stepped back leaning against the guard rail, stood folding his arms at his chest impatiently waiting for her. He tried to imagine, nothing but her eyes flashed his mind. Just then as he took deep breath, the door slowly opened, and the goddess of beauty stepped out taking one careful step into the moonlight.
He stood numb and paralyzed as she looked no way closer to his underwhelming imaginations. He swept his gaze from her feet which are hidden behind the curtains of lehenga, to her midriff. He fell in love with the way she draped her dupatta keeping his preferences in mind, showing her flat belly. He stood straight feeling proud with the way choli turned out hugging her pronouncing her curves more vividly.
She looked around for him nervously fidgeting with her veil, when he emerged from dark and stood under direct moonlight. She took sudden breath and their eyes were locked for long time without blinking. She gave a quick rundown on him and blushed as he looked devastatingly handsome in black casual. What she liked most is the way his chest busted out of the shirt and the way his muscles felt suffocated trying to rip the sleeves off.
He stared at her eyes and then shifted his gaze to her sindoor. His eyes lingered on the bright red color for good long time and then shifted his gaze to her mangalsutra finally meeting her eyes. She lowered her eyes and focused on the ground as he took step towards her.
He stood infront of her and noticed her shivering nervously. He cupped her cheek and kissed her forehead, right next to her sindoor, without messing its beauty. He lifted her chin to look at him but she instantly lowered her eyes.
Aankhon mai chamak, chehre p muskan hai...
Jab se kahe tune wo alfaaz hai...
Kitne salo baad dil ko sukaan aaya, mujhe khud yaad nhi...
Jo rishta benaam tha, usse naam dene ka waqt aaya...
Meri har saans teri hai aur tera har aansu mera hai, bas itni si mohabbat hai...
Tera ghabrana, sharmana, itrana, pagalpana sab mere dil ko baar- baar fida kar deta hai, bas itni mohabbat hai...
Aaj tod dein mil k iss haya ki deewar ko, kho jane de saanso ko saanso mai, bas itni chahat hai...
** Credit to Astha
Smilingly, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the top deck, which he stopped her from entering few hours ago.
She gaped in awe at the sight in front as they stepped into the deck lit with tea lights and candles. What she found more enticing is the way it opened to the ocean, beautifully reflecting the god of silver light, the Moon. As he carried her to the center of the deck, a rose, a small box. She gave a strange look wondering what a jacuzzi tub is doing in the middle of the deck unaware that every single item present in there will be put to use by Arnav Singh Raizada.
If you are done with your investigation, May I put you down on bed? He asked huskily smiling at her flushed face.
He put her down on the sectional bed and she shyly drew her knees closer to her chest.
He reached for the glass and gave her some water and sighed her to drink to relax her. Once she handed the glass back to him, he grabbed a small blue velvetty box and went down on his knees on the floor.
She muttered confusedly Again? thinking he is proposing her again.
He chuckled and took a diamond studded anklet and showed it to her in the air. She wide opened her mouth mesmerized the way it sparkled under the dim lights and she slightly shivered anticipating whats about to happen. Just as she expected, he looked at her narrowing his eyes passionately and moved the lehenga up on her ankles exposing the mehendi clad feet.
The moment his fingers touched her feet, she pulled them away as she felt inappropriate of him to touch her feet. He adamantly gripped her feet giving her assuring look and slipped the toe ring connected to the anklet and then clasped the diamonds around her ankle, tilting his head making sure it is secured properly.
He then leaned and kissed her ankle where the clasp is. She shuddered with the tickling sensation he created and tried to take it away but this time his grip was much firmer than before. He rubbed his thumb on the soft flesh of her feet as he dropped wet kisses along the line of her sole.
He sat up on the bed at her feet, and holding her palms at her knees with one hand, he lifted the lehenga off her feet completely exposing the mehendi he had been waiting to see for many hours. As he swept his palm on her legs, she shyly closed her eyes, unable to show the sweet turmoil that is clearly reflecting on her face.
I never waited so patiently for anything as much as I waited to see these long legs. He whispered as his fingers brushed on her smooth skin. Dropping the lehenga down to her feet, he flattened her knees on the bed. He lied down resting his head on her lap and spoke caressing her face with his thumb, Since you decided to look only down for the rest of the night, I think this position is good for both of us. She chuckled with his comment and finally looked at him.
At that moment he grabbed a single rose reaching behind her back and gave it to her, For you, since you complained I never give you flowers.
She took the flower, and said running her forefinger on his forehead, But you already gave me one.
He looked at her with surprised expression. She continued, Sort of...You left a rose by my bed and almost...she was about to say kissed as stopped as blush took over.
You knew that?
She nodded Yes.
How embarassing? He pursed his lips grabbing her palm in his and quickly changing the topic.
I guess I have to find my name before I can proceed with anything. He teased her as he carefully tried to read mehendi on her palms. It wasnt too difficult for him to spot his name but a wicked idea lit in his brain, to tease her. I am finding it difficult to find the name in dark. Why dont I kiss and find where my name is?
Thats cheating. I wont allow you to do anything without spotting your name. She said her feisty tone all of sudden, which is what he wanted to hear.
Thats exactly what I am doing to expedite the process. He touched his lips to her thumb giving an imperceptible kiss and making an obvious feathery sound. She flinched in pleasure and she wondered how a simple kiss would do wonders like this. She was kissed more passionately and roughly and gently before, but all this is something new and the way he is giving attention to her every inch of her skin overwhelmed her. He closed his eyes and followed the pattern until his lips reached where his name is.
As his lips touched the very soft flesh of her palm, he looked at her to meet her eyes that were admiring the way he was enjoying her. She shyly looked away as he huskily whispered, I never knew my name would look so beautiful.
He ran his fingers over her head and slid the veil off her exposing her wavy tresses. He scooped part of those to the front and sniffed the sweet smell of vanilla as they touched his face teasing him.
Do you know the meaning of APHRODITE? He asked her suddenly. She smiled and blushed.
I can tell you if you dont know.
She placed her finger on his lips and said softly, I know, dont embarass me with your compliments.
He sat up facing her, caressing her cheek. I have been trying hard for last 10mins to come up with something other than my usual words stunning, beautiful and drop-dead gorgeous. He kissed her eyes tenderly. I never knew I would be sharing my life with an Aphrodite that too an exquisite one.
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