Arshi FF: The Valiant Knight - Thread 3 - COMPLETED - Page 44

Anjali who was out of town for 10 days to attend guest lecture in London university came to know from Aman that Adi misbehaved with Khushi's sister Payal. When she confronted Adi, he tried his every best denying it.

Ofcourse, I believe you Adi. Her eyes rimmed with tears as she already understood his blatant lie. And I believe Aman as well. I am going to ignore this time assuming it as silly misunderstanding between you both, but I dont want you to make me raise the same question ever again. Are we clear?

Di, I dont know why you are upset for something I havent done.

Anjali took deep sigh and stared at her brother for a long moment. Folding her hands at her chest, she spoke firmly, You know why I always wanted to become a doctor and that too an OBGYN?

Adi shrugged having no clue...

I wanted to be the first one to defy law and give the choice of bearing or aborting a child to the expectant mother who lands herself in such miserable crisis because of some mentally retarded man forcing her into the bed. I do not approve ANYMAN harassing woman in any which way. She said sternly indirectly referring to her brother Adi. And as an afterthought she added, And I am so glad that my brother is not like one of those rogues.

The barb stung him exactly the way she hoped it would. And Adi face contained his temper and let out a small smile controlling the urge to smack Aman.

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What the F*? He stood up rubbing his butt.

Khushi scooted back in fear..Arnav charged onto her to throw her out of bed but something unknown to Khushi transpired in that moment bringing smile to his face and he simply said I wasnt planning to sleep on the same bed but now you leave me no choice.

After initial shock in her eyes and wide-opened mouth, Khushi instantly tried to get off the bed, he pinned her one elbow to the bed..Dare you get your feet off the bed..Dont make me tie you up to the bed...

Preparing coffee for Arnav, Khushi couldnt control wide grin that spread on her face remembering last night's fall of the great Arnav Singh Raizada. Few mins before the fall, She hoped that the master plan she cooked up in moments would keep him away from the bed but all in all it turned out worse and made him more determined to take the bed. There were countless number of times she literally smacked herself after learning that he was not initially planning to sleep on the bed but he was just about to sit to hook his phone to the charger. While worst parts of the last night adventure was his evil threats of tying her to bed if she lands her feet off the bed, the best part turned out to be the pillows propped up between them. Courtesy Mrs. Raizada's intelligent brain that she put to use after he dozed off to sleep and she was glad that they stayed put and were not lashed out by her husband until the dawn.

And the care behind his threats reminded her the bitter moments of her past proving that not every man is as heartless as her father, who always considered that she deserves nothing more than a floor. In last 10 days, she didnt really give much thought to the fact that Arnav never once asked her to take bed because she blindly believed that every man is just like her father which is slowly proving out to be wrong.

She was no longer sure if she needs to worry about the photographs or give herself a second chance to trust this man. She hoped he helps her make that decision.

Khushi? A gentle shake on her shoulders broke her trance and she looked up to see the worry lines forming on his forehead.

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Standing in front of the mirror, Arnav raked his fingers coated with perfumed hair gel through his fresh damp hair. As he moved his arms a bit recklessly, his face constricted feeling sharp pain on his lower back. Twisting his arms to his back, he stretched his hips gingerly to alleviate the pain.

Grabbing pain reliever from medicine cabinet, he sat on the edge of the bed squeezing bulb of cream into his hands. His eyes halted on the side where she slept and he couldnt help smirk & shake his head in disbelief at her silly and pointless act to kick him out of the bed last night.

He almost lashed her out of the bed in ire but when he saw her light brown eyes twinkling in a pitiful state, all his anger washed away replacing with playful smirk which is when he made it clear in his defense that he was not intending to sleep on the bed. Arnav chuckled recalling the funny expression her lips made forming O in utter disbelief and her stupidity.

He would be lying if he thought he didnt feel the urge to touch her last night sleeping within a foot distance. One part of him was happy that she propped the pillows further shutting any possible chances of touching her, his other insane part was utterly disappointed and fumed at the same time.

That turbulent urge raised many questions as to what exactly he meant by making her his wife as he declared. For society or for real? What the f*ck is happening to me? He threw the ointment in frustration unable to draw up a conclusion and rushed outside his room to satisfy his quench to touch her, feel her, to see her.

And what he saw blew him away. Draped in pearl creamrose chiffon sheer fabric bordered heavily in red brocade and golden vines she looked like beaming moon marvelously haloed with red hues of passion.

The sweetheart necked blouse snuggly hugged her bust peeking through the sheer material flaunting how perfectly curved she is. The pallu is lazily bunched up on her shoulder giving him ample view of the flat panes of her midriff peeking from the side of her waist. His eyes lingered around her frame mentally noting every sensuous curve of hers arousing his curiosity to learn more of her and a subtle groan involuntarily escaped his lips. .

He noticed her lips slowly thinning into shy smile and he knew exactly what she must be thinking. He leaned against the glass entrance that separates the living room and kitchen and watched the shades of color on her cheeks that changed in sync with her thoughts full of HIM. His lips in their accordance curved up at one corner into a proud smirk admiring her as HIS WIFE for the very first time as she looked manifestly unreal and out of this world.

And before he could unravel the mystery of burning desires she is evoking in him, frown lines appeared on her forehead, eyes wandered in panic, palms turned into fists. And the next moment, he found himself standing in front of her and shaking her.

Khushi? A gentle shake on her shoulders broke her trance and she looked up to see the worry lines forming on his forehead.

You look quite perplexed? He asked with genuine concern.

Uh Yes..Yes...I mean No...Just taking a breather...She let out small smile looking quite confused.

Are you sure?

Yes..Yes..She turned away to give him coffee.

Arnav Singh Raizada was damned yet another time as she turned her almost bare back to him. He fisted his palms forcibly stopping himself from touching her and tried to look away to introduce some sanity into his insane desires. But before he could lock his hankering gates, his feet took a stubborn step towards Khushi.

As she finished filling the cup with milk she felt his warm breath kissing her nape. Without a second thought, she kept the cup on the counter and nervously swiveled to her right saying...Drink your coffee, I will go get ready.

And before she could walk past him, he caught her elbow and slammed her into position to stand infront of him.

Aa..what are you doing? She squirmed in his grip and when she met his eyes, she couldnt fathom what he wanted.

His molten spheres turned dark and intense as if threatening her to give something. Khushi looked at him perplexed..Aap kyaaa kar rahe hain? [What are you doing? ] She drawled in fear and tried to reason out but the man acted totally deaf and dumb infront of her questions and pleas.

And when he tugged her again closer...she couldnt challenge his gaze and she looked away writhing in his hold...Her bunched up pallu turned to single pleat on her shoulder and threatened to hit the floor any moment with sudden jerk...

As it is Khushi was having hard time convincing herself to pull through this see-through-saree in elegance per Raizada standards. Since morning Nani called several times asking if she liked her surprise gift for holi and Khushi couldnt deny wearing it on lest she hurt Nani's feelings and on top of that her husband is not making it any easy for her.

Chodiye Please... She pleaded crossing her arms at her chest holding the pallu for its dear life as he tugged her even closer. And she never felt so helpless with her hands and legs completely co-operating to his touch as if they craved for it for long time.

He closed the final step of distance between them and she could feel his breath intimidatingly fanning her short strands that danced around her metallic earrings. Please...She sounded so helpless and closed her eyes in fear and nervousness and the next moment a familiar warmth engulfed her. Cover it up with your hair open! She heard him command, in his hoarse voice twisting several knots in her tummy. Cover what? She tried to decipher when it dawned to her that he referred to her almost bare back. She opened her eyes to find herself wrapped in the sheer material that she thought abandoned her long time ago. But the man in question was no where found in front of her. She twisted around to see him walking away casually with coffee cup and grabbing newspaper from the center table as if nothing happened.

Those few seconds of closeness was sheer torture to Arnav forcing, convincing, and even threatening him to haul her up in his arms to savour every visible and invisible inch of hers. Unable to bear the distance between them, he closed the gap with intention to do something that he had never done to her. But as he approached, he smelled her...just her as KHUSHI...in her purest form without any artificial scents which he used to be around with many in his high society world. His mind took complete detour surprising him and couldnt help assess her innocent yet simply powerful attitude, the two extreme characteristics that she displays by the need of the hour and he ended up doing what he always did, wrapping her and shielding her from his own predator eyes. And he walked away with his coffee without saying a word or a backward glance, putting the rapidly arising desires to STOP.

Arnav is one of those who strongly believes in If-you-got-it-flaunt-it but Khushi seems to be the first person changing his belief. His mind silently expressed its objection for her skin reveal though nothing looked inappropriate. Arnav Singh Raizada realized he is becoming obnoxiously possessive of her. And in moments he noticed her pacing steps hurriedly to the bedroom. Conveniently grabbing this opportunity Arnav called Aman and commanded him that there should not be any water colors if their presence is needed. And without giving any chance to argue, Arnav hung up the phone abruptly while Aman wondered the reasons behind it.

[Lets see how many understood Arnav's reasons for having no water colors - question to u peeps :)]

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