Arshi SS: The Upper Hand...part 6 of 11

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Suchi

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Posted: 10 years ago

#51

Sorry, little confused.. Khushi know about ASR being her husband or not? and Arnav dont know the name Khushi Gupta, his wife or jiju's sister??

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Posted: 10 years ago

#52

Originally posted by: ChitraF
Sorry, little confused.. Khushi know about ASR being her husband or not? and Arnav dont know the name Khushi Gupta, his wife or jiju's sister??

Same here !! Confuzzled!!

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miishaka

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Posted: 10 years ago

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Note: This part is entirely in Arnav's POV

Part 6.

I, Arnav Singh Riazada couldn't help but smile as I tucked the sleeping angel in her bed. Only I knew how even in her unconscious state she put up a fight while I tried to grab her Louis Vuitton hand bag to fish out the key to her apartment after I found out which apartment was hers thanks to my walking talking encyclopedia, Aman.

She really did put up a real fight when I carried her up to the elevator and up to her apartment. But for the weirdest reason I felt a sense of dj u fall over me when I took her in my arms.

I laid her in her bed covering her up her up with her frilly rose pink duvet. Just as I sad down in the adjacent chaise one of my pant pocket buzzed. I quickly fished the phone out. But realized it was her iPhone that I had stashed in my pocket when I had ushered her out of that club.

The message buzzed again as a second reminder. I looked down at her lock screen.

Angry Bird: Hope you made it home.

I didn't want to alarm this 'Angry Bird' so I swiped reply and punched in 'yes'. Left the phone in the charging station that was next to her bed and was about to walk out of her room.

I sat down again on the chaise, but as I was doing so my left foot stumped into the one of the foot of the chaise. I let out a quick groan but the pain didn't really bother me. How could it when there was enough pain already in my life. The biggest being my beloved Jiju's cousin sisters Chutki. Now my f...ing wife. Surprisingly I haven't heard about her since the day Jiju left my office. I wish I had met Khushi a few week earlier before all these crazy events. Something about her draws me to her since the day I had taken her final interview. Someone with a equal vision of career has to be that one person who could match me in every step of life. Right?

I had to get out of her apartment before I end up doing something I'll regret. All my feeling for her erupted when I saw her in such a vulnerable state at the club a few hours ago. I knew she wasn't one of those girls that would go totally ballistic at a club and drink themselves silly. I had to step in and get her out of there. So I did.

I scribbled a quick note telling her it was I who brought her home. I left my number after I signed my name.