ARHI FF: That one fateful night pt 11 pg 92 updated 23/03 - Page 55

very nice update...

Am so waiting for the next part .. pls update soon

loved the update...

hey read all the parts in one go n really very curious to know whats in that envelopes ..please continue soon

When can we expect an update dear.

we still dont know what was in the envelopes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Came across this story and read it in one go... Fabulous storyline! Love the transformation of Arnav! Someone is now playing with theirs lives and blackmailing them! Hope Khushi can trust Arnav an they can go further in their relationship and maybe they can together expose the sender of the envelopes!
Dear Radikha, hope you are doing well! It has been long time that you didn't updated... Miss every story and your updates Buddy! Please come back soon, love Chanya.

Chapter 11

Khushi was shocked to see what was in her hands. Her hands were trembling looking down at her hand. Her eyes started filling with tears which slowly started coming down her cheeks. She couldn't believe what she was looking at, let alone what she was reading.

Over at RM Arnav couldn't believe what he was looking. He quickly slammed the envelope with its contents on the table. His head went back, his temper rising wondering who in god's name would send something like this. He picked up the envelope again to look over the contents.

Both had been looking at photographs. Photographs from that night, someone had sent both of them.

Arnav looked at what he saw and he could tell neither he nor Khushi had any clothes on but they were still covered up with the duvet.

He then looked inside the envelope to find a piece of paper asking for an obscene amount of money or the photos will be sent to his parents. In that moment all he could think about was the aftermath of what could happen if his parents ever found those photos, plus what his mother would say, his brother Akash who just happened to married to Khushi's sister Payal. Also his bhabhi would be very upset.

Khushi'

Arnav suddenly realised that at this moment even Khushi could have these photos.

Without thinking he grabbed his car keys and practically ran out of the building ignoring his manger calling him.

His father was heading towards his cabin but he saw Arnav get into the elevator leaving. "Arnav" he called out but Arnav didn't hear him. He headed towards Arnav's cabin to ask Aman where Arnav had gone but when Aman said he didn't know. Amit walked back out again thinking that Arnav had gone back to his old ways. "Irresponsible" he muttered as he headed back to his cabin.

Arnav went to his car, got in and drove off. He couldn't believe that someone could be so callous as to send those kinds of photographs in an envelope.

He got to the airport to catch a flight from Delhi to Lucknow. if he had taken the company's copper his father would have surely found out and that was the last he needed.

He was on the next flight to Lucknow.

Over at the GH Khushi had looked over and over again at the photos and message.

She re-read the message just to make sure she wasn't reading it wrong.

Khushi,

Lovely photos aren't they? If you want the photos and the negatives tell your friend Anjali that I would like to meet her alone at etal, the lounge bar in Delhi. Tell her if she gives me a good time I will give her the rest pf the photos and negatives. I will wait for her there. As I know what she looks like I will approach her but if I get an inkling that something is wrong I will send those photos to your parents. I do wonder what they will think about their perfect daughter.

Xxx

Khushi re-read the paper and just cried.

"Khushi" Garima had called making Khushi realise she was at home. Khushi quickly wiped her tears away before heading downstairs to help her mother. She had a fake smile on her face the rest of the day but she was scared as she had no idea what she was going to do.

Once in Lucknow he had informed only his mum he had to leave urgently for somewhere but when asked where he wouldn't answer.

Once his father had heard this he assumed he was out with his friends back to his partying ways.

As he looked around Lucknow he had no idea what he was going to do and how he was going to face Khushi. One thing was for sure he couldn't go to his ancestral home as that would mean he would have to face both his dadi and nani. This would also mean answering a lot of questions which he couldn't and if Akash got to know he was in Lucknow he would have to deal with all his lecturing let alone Akash had already told him to keep away from Khushi.

He decided to go to hotel vivanta and stay there while thinking of how to deal with everything. He also phoned up a local place and hired a car.

It was late evening and everyone had gone to sleep at GH. Khushi had finally gone back to her room but she wasn't able to sleep. All day her mind was thinking about what to do and how she was going to handle everything but she couldn't think of anything.

She laid her head down to get some sleep but she couldn't sleep as the notes words plus the photographs were going through her head. She twisted and turned but the sleep was being evasive. She got up, found the photo and note and began reading it again while her eyes started tearing up again. She began crying her heart out. She placed her head on the one of the four posters as she cried not knowing what to do. Suddenly she felt a hand go over her mouth and another grabbed her waist.

Arnav had been sitting in his car very close to GH but he made sure that no one could see him where he was. He didn't want anyone at GH to notice he was there. He knew how he was going to get into GH but once he gets in he had no idea how he was going to handle the situation when he got there. He didn't even know if Khushi had gotten any kind of letter or the photos but if he did he was reaching the conclusion that she would have as well.

He got out of his car, made his way to gupta house and climbed the same way he had done once before but this time he needed to talk to Khushi whether she wanted to or not.

Slowly he made his way to her room. He carefully opened her door and slipped in to find Khushi awake but her back was towards him. He thought he could hear her sobbing which made him worry. Arnav went quietly towards Khushi and before she could scream he placed his hand over her mouth to avoid her screaming while his other went around her waist to make her face him. He saw her looking shocked at him and she was trembling. Her eyes were red and swollen looking like she had been crying for quite some time.

Khushi looked up at Arnav scared out of her wits realising he was in her bedroom. At first she was trembling before she began to struggle in his arms to get away from him but Arnav's hold got stronger not allowing her to escape.

"Shhh...Khushi , look at me" Arnav whispered trying to avoid waking up anyone in the house. Khushi didn't do as she was told and still carried on struggling. Arnav got irritated and his temper was beginning to flare, "Stop it will you and look at me."

Khushi could feel his anger in his voice. He sounded threatening making her look at him on terror.

"I am going ask you something and I need you to answer me and then I want to show you something ok" sounding a lot softer than a moment ago.

"Did you receive any kind of mail today?" Arnav asked. Khushi looked at him wide-eyed thinking that maybe he could have sent the letter and photos. Her eyes started filling up again. It was as though Arnav could read her mind, "no, I didn't send you anything." Khushi couldn't tell if he was telling the truth or lying to her but then remembering the note she realised that Arnav and Anjali are brother and sister so why would he ask that from her. Arnav was also frustrated that even though he was telling the truth he would never be believed.

Slowly Khushi bought her hand up where she was still holding the note, photos and envelope to show Arnav. Arnav looked at Khushi then the note and then back at Khushi. "I am going to let you go but you have to promise not to scream" Arnav said softly. Khushi replied by nodding her head to affirm she had promised. Arnav slowly bought his hand down from her face but he was looking directly into her eyes to see if she would scream or not. Khushi had decided not to as screaming would mean waking up the whole family and she didn't want to explain why Arnav was in her room let alone if they found the photos who knows what would happen. At this moment in time she had no choice but to trust Arnav however much she didn't want to.

Arnav took his other hand away from her realising Khushi in the process and put his hand in front of her so she could place the items in his hand which she did.

Arnav knew what the photos looked like so he didn't bother looking at them but reading the note made his temper flare. He suddenly stood up as rage filled his entire body. His hands curled up into fists while Khushi looked on seeing him getting angry. She became scared but then started thinking that what if something else were to happen and Arnav lost his cool in her house at that time of night.

With the little amount of courage Khushi had she got up and moved in front of Arnav.

"Arnavji" she said softly.

Arnav who had his eyes closed due to his rage heard his name being spoken for the first time by Khushi and how sweet it sounded coming from her voice. He slowly opened his eyes to see Khushi standing in front of him. She was pleading in front of him, her eyes teary and her hands put together in front of her like she was praying, "please Arnavji don't make any noise."

Arnav heard his name again. He had never heard his name spoken like that nor did he his own name sound so wonderful just coming from Khushi. He was looking at Khushi while she looked back up at him still teary. Arnav was moving his hand up towards her face to wipe her tears but Khushi moved her head back as a reflex. Arnav closed his hand again moving it down in frustration. He was trying to calm down as he began to think about the whole situation him and Khushi had landed themselves into.

He needed to do something and something fast to get this person.

He looked at the note again to see if there was any clue. He pulled out the note he had and looked at both. As he looked carefully he could tell that they maybe have been written by the same person as the handwriting looked the same. So the person had written both notes and he or she were blackmailing both of them.

Arnav at that moment was lost as to what to do.

Suddenly his mind went to the party. The first thing he needed to figure out how both of them ended up being drugged and the first person that he thought was the only person who would know the bar person.

Arnav looked at Khushi who was still trembling and crying while looking down. He knew she wouldn't allow him to touch her but he need to do something.

"Khushi look at me" Arnav said still being very soft as possible. Khushi at first nodded a no. Arnav thought this woman is impossible. "Look Khushi I know you don't like me nor trust me but I need to stop worrying about this" Arnav said trying to remain calm but he was starting to feel his temper rising. Khushi slowly lifted her lashes up to him looking directly at him to gage if he was lying to her but she couldn't. She didn't know why but she wanted to trust him. Arnav saw the hint of hope he had been looking for making him calm down. Arnav looked around for Khushi's mobile which was sitting on her bedside table. He made his way towards the bedside table while Khushi moved back thinking that Arnav was moving towards her. Arnav saw this from the corner of his eye but he didn't react as he didn't have time. He took the mobile, placed his number into her phone and rang his own phone to get her number. He looked up towards Khushi. "I have left my number on your phone so when I call you, you won't get spooked as to whom the number is. I will call you when I have something" Arnav said before he moved around her bed and made his way out. Before he left he turned back to look at her, "Khushi get some sleep and stop worrying. I will handle this." Arnav left after saying that leaving a very confused and bewildered Khushi.

She walked up to her bed and sat down. She took her phone and looked at her contacts finding Arnav's number. She didn't know why but she felt that Arnav could actually help as he is the only person who knew about those photos.

She prayed to her devi maiyya before she put her head down and went to sleep.

Arnav left via the same way he came and headed back to his hotel but he had a restless night as all he couldn't believe the mess his life had just become and how he had just messed up the life of an innocent girl.

Somewhere in Delhi a beautiful white mansion is seen along a bricked path. A big white front door is opened leading to a hallway beautifully decorated with cream and brown along the walls leading to a large living space. Along one side of the hallway a set of stairs leading to the upstairs, first to the second floor then to the third floor where a man is on his room smiling at some photos in his hands, the same photos where both Arnav and Khushi are seen in bed together at Arnav's guest house.

His phone rang which he picked up to answer. "Is it done?" the person over the phone asked. "Of course when have I ever let you down" the man said as he laughed over the phone. "Stop laughing, I am nervous" the person over the phone said. "Why are you being nervous? When we are done with Arnav he will not know what hit him. I get Anjali plus that pretty thing that was in with Arnav that night. Now I would definitely want her and you can get Arnav for self. So stop worrying I have everything under control" the man said as he clicked his phone off going back to the photo's remembering that night.

Omg...who is the culprit..

So there is one man and one woman involved...

The man is thinking that the planning is perfect...

When Arnav will find them they will not know what hit them...

Poor Khushi is forcibly getting involved in this...

This man and woman are disgusting...

I just hope Arnav found them really soon and show them what it takes to blackmail ASR...

Disgusting they are... Bloody scoundrel and a bitch...