#2| SS ~ His Ex-Wife {part 15 up!*22 apr} - Page 12

Shanaya stood infront of the mirror as she applied red lipstick on her full lips. She looked at the red saree draped on her body and smiled in the mirror. She thought that she looks better than Khushi looked in this saree! She is a teen model, after all.

She turned around and left the room. It was late at night, everyone in the mansion had gone to sleep but she knew that Arnav was awake cos his study room's light was still on.

*

"Hey Arnie?" Shanaya smiled seductively as she entered his study room, he was reading a file and had worn reading glasses.

As Arnav saw Shanaya dressed into that saree, he was completely shocked.

"Shanaya..what are you wearing?" he took off his reading glasses as a lump formed into his throat.

Shanaya played with its pallu. "Do you like it? Khushi wore it, I thought-"

"Don't wear this." Arnav grit his teeth. He just didn't want any other female to ever wear what Khushi wore. He didn't want his memory of Khushi wearing that red saree to be ruined by Shanaya wearing it too.

"W-why?" Tears filled her eyes. "Do you not think I look sexy?"

Arnav threw his head back, frustratedly.

"Okay. What's going on? Why are you behaving so weirdly since sometime?" he asked.

"I love you.. I love you so much. I should be your wife. It's good that you and Khushi got divorced, now we can be together. I have everything! I have youth, beauty..I am younger than Khushi, she is just old news now! And I am more beautiful than her and I love you, I don't think she ever loved you cos she is such a bitch! I'll be your new wife." Shanaya spoke eagerly.

"Tell me you are joking. This can't be true." Arnav shook his head in disbelief. "No, no, fu*k no Shanaya! I am your cousin and you're too young, there's still time.. stop behaving so immaturely."

Shanaya's chest heaved as she mindlessly took off the saree and unhooked her blouse, leaving her only in her bra and the petticoat as she hugged Arnav.

"Please give me a chance. Give us a chance. I swear I will let you do anything you want to me in bed. Let's go to your bed. Make me yours." She tried to kiss his neck before he pushed her hard making her fall against a desk.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! STOP IT! I AM NOT GOING TO DO ANYTHING WITH YOU, GET THIS STRAIGHT IN YOUR MIND! IF YOU EVER, EVER TRY TO BEHAVE LIKE THIS AGAIN I AM SENDING YOU BACK TO AMERICA AND YOU WILL NEVER BE ALLOWED BACK INSIDE THE RAIZADA MANSION!" Arnav thundered.

He picked up the end of the saree that she had took off as he scoffed. "And yes, Khushi and I are divorced. But no one can ever take her place in my life. I love her. Just by dressing up like her, you can't become my Khushi. So don't even think about it ever again." Arnav spat as Shanaya burst into tears as she covered herself into a cloth before she ran out of his room.

*

Arnav woke up the next day with a headache. He had no idea how to deal with the way Shanaya had behaved with him. On one hand he felt bad for her cos she is clearly messed up maybe cos she lost her parents when she was a kid, so as her elder cousin he always felt protective towards her, but on the other hand he was disgusted at the way she tried to seduce him yesterday night.

"Good morninggg, papaaa!" Zia sang as Arnav came into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee to relieve his headache.

"Hello, little angel." Arnav kissed Zia's lips, nose and cheeks. "What are you doing?"

"Mummy and I are making chocolate cookies for everyone!" Zia spoke excitedly.

Arnav looked at the bowl of batter in front of them as Khushi came back to the kitchen after washing her hands.

"You know how to cook, baby?" Arnav asked Zia teasingly.

"Ummm! No, papa, I just put the chocolate chips in the bowl.." Zia giggled.

"You are a chocolate chip cookie, you know that?" he pinched her cheek.

"Uhhh...no I'm not." Zia sighed.

"Uhhh..yes you are." Arnav sighed back.

"Uhhh.. no I'm not!" Zia repeated.

"Uhhh..yes you are." Arnav repeated, too. "I will just dip you in my coffee and eat you up." he smirked.

"NOOO!" Zia got scared of his words and ran out of the kitchen as Khushi laughed and Arnav chuckled.

"Are you ok?" Khushi asked as she saw Arnav pressing his forehead.

"Headache. Worked all night." he stated the problem and the reason behind it and Khushi immediately grew concerned.

"Are you in pain? Should I make herbal tea for you? Or should I give you a head massage?" She asked worriedly.

"No, Khushi. I don't need y-" before he could utter another word, Khushi came in front of him and started massaging his forehead with her soft fingertips, making Arnav surprised at the way Khushi still gets concerned about him.