Hey guys! I know the teaser confused many people - but that was the purpose 😉😆 This update should clear your doubts on whether Arnav is a police officer or CEO of AR Designs. Here are a few doubts I wanted to clear:
As for why Dadi hated Khushi - she hates middle class people to bits. Why? I can't that reveal now, but it's a part of Arnav's past which will come out slowly.
One person asked whether Arnav knows Khushi from before - sorry I know you asked this a while ago and I forgot to mention it in the previous updates, but Arnav doesn't know Khushi from before. But don't forget that he has been following her for months and that's quite a long time to get to know someone - especially when you're following them without their knowledge.
How were the police able to find Khushi's problem when she herself wasn't aware and she didn't complain? That is gain something that will be revealed soon within the next few chapters.
Sorry this update is also short. But I hope you guys are pleased to know that this is Arnav's POV. I'd planned so much for this chapter, but due to lack of time I wasn't able to fit it all in and so that will happen in the next chapter ;)
Another good news (but bad for me) is that my interview is this Saturday (I'm sooo nervous!!!!), so next week's update will be back to normal length and it will have lots of arshi in it - pakka promise So here's the update - enjoy!
Chapter 8I walked out banging the door shut. I strode out of the house and swiftly got into my SUV, starting to drive aimlessly on the road.
How dare she? How dare she tell me what to do when she knows NOTHING! Who did she think she was? Telling ME what to do. What did she know about that lady there? How can she tell ME to apologise when none of it was my fault?!
Exactly, one part of my brain told me. She DOESN'T know. So how is it her fault? She was simply fighting for what she thought was right as she always did. You've been watching her for months Arnav and you know how righteous she is - to her shouting at your elders would definitely seem wrong. She was simply standing up for what she felt was right.
Maybe that's true, I thought. But what right does she have to make me... feel? How dare she make me so vulnerable?! It has been so long since someone had cared. So why now? Why did this girl have to look out for me at every chance?
It's ironic because I'm meant to be protecting her but it seems like she's the one looking after me.
Why did she have to remind of HER?
For years I had to look after myself - in fact I didn't even HAVE to because no one ever cared enough to force me to look after myself. No one would have cared if I'd lived or died. I had to stand up for myself in this cruel world - and many times I had even failed. I laughed humourlessly as memories bombarded me.
I was used to the feeling of being lonely, and eventually it got to a point where I stopped feeling altogether. I had accepted the fact that there was, is, and will be no one for me. I'd stopped expecting from life - and started to demand from it. I gradually understood how this cruel world worked and realised that if you wanted to survive alone in this world, you had to be ruthless.
There was no one you could trust - people only came to you to feed off of you and then leave you suffering. When I understood this I started to fight the world, caring about no one as I worked my way up to my position. As ASR. CEO of AR Designs. The richest man in the whole of India.
I made hundreds of people bow down before me - but I was no fool to think they were there to stay. I knew they all waited for the moment I would slip so they could push me down even further and bury me deep down into the soil, so that they could take my place. But what they didn't know was that I had gone through enough while progressing from Arnav to ASR, to be able to sprint without tripping. The Arnav who had once existed had stumbled as people threw stones in his way. But ASR didn't. And he never would.
I earned and earned and earned. I had money, fame, power and everything else a man would want from life - except happiness. No matter how much I earned I didn't feel satisfied. So I worked harder and harder, trying to fill up that void that always remained within me. It was years later that I finally realised what had been missing.
Justice.
For HER.
At that time I hadn't been able to save her. I had been too weak, and that feeling had shred my heart into pieces, never to be put back together again. Years later, the distress of not having been able to save my loved one gnawed at me.
That was when I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to be able to save people like HER. I decided I would only find her justice by preventing others from going through what she went through. And for that I needed power - a different kind of power. Not just as ASR the CEO of AR Designs but as someone who had the right to fight for such injustice. Someone who had the license to kill those bas***ds. Someone who had the authority to destroy them fully.
And I had found what I had been yearning for all those years.
A police officer.
That's what I wanted to be. That's what I NEEDED to be. For me. And for HER.
I'd taken up the job as soon as I could, hurrying through with the training process and eventually taking up my position - being ASR had its advantages no matter where you went. And here I am now, as ACP Arnav Singh Raizada.
No one knew that THE ASR is also a police officer. Well, to start off with, very few people knew what ASR looks like, and hardly any of those few people knew that I was a police officer. Even in the police force itself, very few people knew who I was - because that was part of my job description. I was to be an undercover police officer, taking on the most dangerous cases with ease and efficiency.
It wasn't a hard task at all for me. Attacking unaware opponents was one of the most dangerous weapons which I always had ready in my hand. I always succeeded in my missions and had caught and punished several criminals with my bare hands.
ASR had NEVER EVER struggled in any cases - except now.
All because of one girl called Khushi.
Why is it that when I see her I feel some kind of pull towards her? Why is it that when I touch her I get unknown sensations all over my body? Why is it that whenever I see her my heart beats faster? Why do I feel pain in MY heart when she has tears in HER eyes? Why do I want to take her into my arms when she gets scared of the dark? Why does my heart jump when I see her smile?
Right. Her smile. I had successfully just swiped that smile off her face permanently. Great! Already she was going through so much, and on top of that Dadi had thrown cruel abuses in her face, and I had happily added the cherry on top by accusing her of- wait. What had I even said to her?
And then it all came rushing back.
"You have NO BLOODY RIGHT TO TELL ME WHAT TO DO. YOU KNOW NOTHING!"
"What do you think? You can show your care towards me and make me fall for your charms? You think you can obtain all my wealth by making me fall for you?"
"YOU MEAN NOTHING TO ME!"Damn it! I felt like kicking myself. What had I done? Khushi was innocent - what would she know about that lady? About me? I'd even accused her of being after my money - that poor thing didn't even know that I was ASR.
Stupid, stupid, stupid! I berated myself for doing this to her. What was she meant to do if I was the one feeling these weird sensations - where is her fault in this?
I had to apologise, I thought.
Wait, WHAT??? Where had that come from? Since when did THE ASR start apologising to peope?
No. I won't apologise. ASR never apologises and he never will.
But then... what about Khushi's feelings? Wouldn't she feel bad...?
Urrrggghhh!!!!! "What are you doing to me Khushi?" I groaned out loud.
I sighed in defeat.
It was time for some action.
So how was Arnav's POV? Did that clear all your doubts? Please do like/comment and tell me what you thought of this chapter - as I always say positive criticism is also welcome.
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