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Part-6 is posted in two sections since it came out too long. Find them both below:

PART-6 (I):

Arnav was done with the day. Had he not come to London, he would have been in Nainital by now.

"Nainital", he breathed deeply, "How did Nainital suddenly become so important?", he mused, "All because of that fiery goddess".

"If only I didn't have to come to London from Delhi", he groaned.

"Dang it! I can't wait to have her", he smashed his scotch glass on the wall impatiently

"It's been ten days since I saw her", Arnav thought, "I told her to be prepared in a week", his body tightened painfully, "She must be waiting".

Dream on ASR...

The bell to his luxury suite rang, and in walked Lavanya, his executive at AR, London.

Lavanya was very efficient at work. Since joining AR 2 years back, she was infatuated with ASR. She knew ASR was not into dating and so adjusted into his lifestyle of occasional night stands. Everytime he visited London, she would wait for him.

She wore a red sleeveless bodycon midi dress knowing well that he loved to see women in red. Arnav scanned her from top to bottom and understood her intentions in a second.

"Would you like me to get you some scotch?", she asked him seductively swaying her hips.

"Hmm", he said.

She looked at the shattered glass and its contents on the floor and instantly knew that he was frustrated.

"Is something bothering you?", she asked as she got him another glass and sat on his lap, slowly winding her arms around his neck.

He didn't answer but stared at the wall. He didn't look interested in her today. She was surprised.

She ran a finger across his jaw slowly dipping into his chest and tried going down further. Arnav caught her hand, "Get on bed", he ordered.

As she got on the bed, he took his robe off and joined her. Lavanya could sense throughout that he was only physically present. But she wanted him more than he wanted her. Moans of pleasure and pain filled the next hour.

Later, as he got the much needed release, he put his head back on the headrest of the bed and said, "Lavanya Leave!" She was stunned. He was never this brunt with her, neither was he this irate.

"ASR, what happened?", she asked, "Did you not enjoy it?"

"Lavanya, it will be best if you exit now", he said gritting his teeth.

Lavanya picked up her clothes and left him to his thoughts.

Arnav had time and again seen Khushi's face in the place of Lavanya's during the past one hour. He kept thinking how it would be to hear Khushi's moans instead.

"What's wrong with me?", he ran his fingers through his unkempt hair, "Why can't I get her out of my head?", "I have never pined for any girl this way", "true I had many for my needs", "but I never gave a damn to any of them including Lavanya", he pondered.

"What is with Khushi that I go crazy for her?", "Is it because she declined me, slapped me?", "I have had many beautiful girls, but then how is Khushi different?", "Or is it because she is an amazing mix of beauty and innocence which I have never encountered before?". "Probably so, Alright then", he decided, "I will be fine and stop thinking about her once I have her. I won't rot for her anymore after that".

Oops, you couldn't be more wrong ASR, Good luck with that...

At Gupta House, Nainital:

Khushi was thinking about him too, but on a different track...

"He said he would come in a week", she thought, "he wanted me to be... to be... ready"

"Devi Maiyya, how can I?" tears sprung in her eyes, "But then Babuji's treatment?", she choked, "What will happen if my family find out that I... with him...", Khushi was horrified at that thought.

"He is not here", she felt slightly relieved, "May be he forgot", "Or may be he found someone else", " Bankim ji said that he was softer when his Dadu was alive. Taking over the burden of the company made him rough. So maybe he is not that bad a person after all. He might have made the deal in anger because I slapped him. May be now his conscience kicked in, so he is staying away. Whatever it is, Devi Maiyya, save me."

"If I could get a decent job outside Nainital, then", Khushi contemplated, "But then no.. I can't do that", she realized.

"I have to go check on Babuji how his health is first, then may be request Bankim ji or other managers to loan me some money for Babuji's treatment". "I should cease worrying and stop thinking about Sir ji."

The next day Khushi left to the Ayurvedic center where her father was being treated.

A week later:

Arnav roared his white SUV through the hill curves to Nainital. Some of the roads were very narrow with people still driving like crazy on those roads, in addition he encountered some cyclists. "Unbelievable", Arnav muttered.

Nature was absolutely enthralling with lush trees and beautiful blue lakes around, but Arnav's heart was set on some other beautiful thing. As he drove closer to Nainital, his heart beat was deranged and he felt amusingly idiotic about his excitement in meeting her.

Aman had stayed back in Delhi to take care of some business especially since his boss was in a hurry to leave. It was evening by the time Arnav reached Nainital, "Perfect timing!", he thought.

By the time, he reached the estate mansion, the Gupta girl was already called to cook. Arnav entered the mansion to smell aroma of freshly cooked food. Asking the servant to take luggage to his room, he went in straight to the kitchen and hugged her from behind.

She gasped. He turned her around to find the Gupta girl, only it was not Khushi. Arnav took a step back.

"What are you doing here?", he asked rudely.

She shivered at his tone and proximity, "Woh, Sir ji, I... I... was called here to cook".

"Not you, Khushi was called", Arnav was blunt.

"Khushi is not here Sir ji. I mean... not ... not in Nainital", she said stammering

Arnav's blood boiled. He instantly turned back to the cold calculative ASR, "Where is she?", he asked in his steely voice.

Payal was now scared out of her wits. "She is ... gone to... Babuji's treatment center", she said meekly.

"Leave", he ordered.

"Sir ji, but your food...", she was interrupted

"LEAVE", he bellowed.

Payal scurried away in fear.

"How dare she?", Arnav was furious now, "How dare she.. when she knew I was coming?", "And I had told her to be ready by the time I came?"

Arnav was raged, frustrated and disappointed at the same time.

Arnav (on phone): Aman

Aman: Yes sir

Arnav: Khushi is visiting her parents at the Ayurvedic center. Send some of our trusted servants and get her back immediately.

Aman (shocked to the core): Sir?

Arnav: Are you deaf?

Aman: Okay sir, it will be done.

Arnav: She has to meet me tomorrow morning at the latest. In the meanwhile, get her father transferred to one of the best hospitals for his treatment.

Aman: Okay sir.

Aman (hesitated): Sir?

Arnav (crisply): Speak up Aman

Aman: Sir, pardon me for asking you this. You can have anybody else. If you want, I will send a model from Delhi right now. But, why are you so particular about Khushi? I mean this desire for her...

If it was anyone else, Arnav would have made sure that he regretted asking this question for life. But Aman, being more than just his loyal employee and PA, someone who knows him in and out, and doesn't judge him for what he is, Arnav chose to answer him.

Arnav (smirking): Aman, let me be straight forward. It is not just desire anymore, it is desire, insanity, attraction, passion, obsession, my demand to control her life, my desperate need to possess her. It is way beyond desire...

Part-6 is posted in two sections since it came out too long.

PART-6 (II):

Next morning at Raizada estate Mansion:

Khushi stood in front of him in the living room nervously fidgeting with the pallu of her sari. Her eyes were down and she was scared to death. Arnav was angry until he saw her, but one peek at her beautiful face calmed his senses. For some inexplicable reason, he wanted to win her heart instead of scaring her.

Arnav (pleasantly): How are you Khushi?

Khushi's jaw dropped. This is not the tone or the words that she had expected. She simply nodded.

Arnav: How is your father doing?

Khushi: Thank you Sir ji. He is... your men... admitted him in the big hospital.

Arnav: I know.

Arnav looked at her with a smoldering gaze.

Arnav: I held up my end of the deal. It's your turn now.

Tears swam in Khushi's eyes. She knew what that exactly meant. But there was no way out. She slowly nodded her head in affirmative.

Arnav got up from the couch, and started walking towards her. She instinctively took a step back. "No", he said, "Don't move back". He ran his thumb on her cheek gently. Khushi's heart was thumping in her chest. She closed her eyes tightly.

He cupped her face with both his hands, lifted her chin up and brushed his lips on hers. She jolted her eyes open. He smiled at her surprised look. "Tonight", he breathed at her lips.

He saw a blush spreading on her cheeks. Khushi was herself puzzled that she felt shyness instead of fear. Arnav was fascinated to see her blush.

"I have to travel out of Nainital during the day but I'll be back by evening", he said softly. He was himself amazed about explaining all this to her when it was his mission to never account anything to anyone, least of all to a girl he was going to bed.

"I want to first eat your hand-made dinner", he placed a tender kiss on her forehead and left.

Khushi was stunned at his behavior. "Is this the same guy who was blunt and crude two weeks back?" she thought.

Throughout the day, Payal noticed that Khushi was lost. She had an inkling of what was happening between Khushi and Sir ji. Sir ji hugging her assuming her to be Khushi was evidence enough. Buaji and her parents were ecstatic that Sir ji was taking care of Shashi's treatment.

Only if they knew at what cost...

The evening arrived quicker than it would for Khushi. She had never been this petrified in life.

Arnav entered the estate mansion with excitement. The vision of Khushi cooking food in the kitchen brought serenity to his mind. "How would it be if this is the sight that I meet with every evening?", "How would it be if Khushi stayed with me for life?", he chuckled at himself, "This girl has an unusual control over my heart and mind".

He went closer to her and whispered, "Hi Khushi". She was startled and turned around in a jerk.

"Careful Khushi", he called out loud as he held her waist to stop her from falling back.

"Ahh", Khushi cried as she twisted her ankle.

"Easy, easy, come with me", he tried to help her walk, but she couldn't. He lifted her up in his arms, walking to the adjoining bedroom, and placed her on the bed. He sat down on his knees on the floor next to the bed and gently massaged the ankle that was hurt.

"Are you okay?", he asked her tenderly.

Khushi sat still, baffled at his concern.

He leaned forward and gently pecked her on her lips. Khushi's face started forming the pink hue that she had on the morning. She looked like an angel and the yellow sari that she wore complimented her skin and curves more.

Arnav couldn't stop himself. He stood up, hovered over her on the bed and gently ran his right hand over her dainty waist. Khushi's breathing hitched. With his left hand on her nape, he pulled her up halfway and kissed her passionately on her lips. Khushi was lost in the newfound sensations. She closed her eyes and submitted to the kiss.

Arnav moved down from her lips and peppered kisses on her chin, throat and shoulders. He smoothly unpinned her pallu and started going further down kissing her. He took the sari off her upper body and kissed her zealously on her abdomen. Khushi held onto him tight unable to understand the ache materializing in her. He looked at her pert breasts still covered by her blouse. He bit her hard and that jolted her out of the compromising position she was in.

She pushed him back roughly and moved away from him on the bed.

"Khushi, what happened suddenly?", he asked not understanding what abruptly went wrong.

Khushi then noticed that her pallu was off and covered herself with her arms. She felt ashamed that she gave in to him. Arnav was perturbed.

"This is not right", she said admist sobs, "I can't... I can't do this".

Arnav's worry was replaced with anger. He yanked her closer with his arm on hers and said, "Remember the deal?"

She shook her head furiously, "I cannot... I am sorry but I cannot".

Arnav pushed her back and stood up frustrated. "I told you that you have to be willing. Dammit, you are making me feel like a f*cking rapist".

He marched out of the bedroom, picked the SUV keys and drove away.

He kept thinking about her, how she submitted initially, and then how she pushed him off. There was an incomprehensible ache in his heart at her tears.

Just then, he noticed a truck swaying on the road coming towards him. "Is the driver drunk?", he thought. The truck swerved into the path of his car and to avoid it, Arnav had to suddenly change direction. He turned away form the valley side of the road to the rocks on the hill. Before he knew, his SUV crashed into the hill with a loud bang.

Arnav felt his head split. He felt the air bag inflate cushioning him. His hand tried reaching out for his phone to call Aman but he couldn't.

Everything suddenly went black... completely black...