#4 ArHi FF: Scars Of Love [Complete] - Page 27

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Chapter 51 : (Update by Aisha)

Four days passed in anguish on the boy's side and tension on the girls. While the boys couldn't help but admire their respective girls and have them all by themselves on the wedding night, the girls were either hysteric due to their preparations or emotional due to marriage.

Arnav had booked an appointment in the best beauty salon for Anjali and so had been done by Abhay for Khushi as Abhay has objected that it was his duty to arrange things for Khushi and Arnav had reluctantly agreed to it.

After the appointments for the salon were being discussed, Abhay had teased Anjali by telling her that

"I'll suggest a makeup artist who's makeup doesn't wear off for like a week" .

"why?" Anjali and Khushi had asked in unison.

"Because I don't want to get scared on the wedding night. At least let me give 7 days before I see the real face of my to be wife" Abhay had replied with his tongue in cheek.

"ABHAY" Anjali had screamed and Abhay had burst into fits of laughter seeing the morose face of Anjali.

"That was rude Abhay. She's so pretty and you are all behind her" Khushi had chided him.

"And you're her lawyer?" Abhay had stuck out his tongue at Khushi and had left to attend the caterers but not before kissing Anjali's cheek and whispering I was kidding' in her ears.

**~~**

After much of awaiting and expectations the wedding day had arrived and there was a chaos in the Raizada Mansion.

The servants who had long forgotten the virulent side of Arnav Singh Raizada were now taken aback by his caprice behaviour. He was barking orders to every single person he saw and took out errors in every single work he checked.

The only people who were at the mercy of his wrath were Anjali and Khushi. Even Abhay was at stake and thus he was completely out of scene.

Abhay had long finished all the work pending on his side. His house was done decorating when Arnav's designer arrived. Thus he and Khushi had specifically nothing to do. Khushi had an hour before she left for parlour and more importantly this place which she called her home. She was reaching Mandir directly from parlour and this was her time to bid adieu.

Amidst the cheerful and jubilant atmosphere of the house which was well decorated by the finest marriage planner, there was an elegiac feeling in the air, probably due to the farewell the place was about to see.

Abhay and Khushi were seated in the hall of their house recounting every single memory they could remember, while Abhay typed it in his tab. They wanted to secure every single moment they spent together to remember how they both backed each other in the time of pain and sorrow.

Thinking of all the times, Khushi remembered how enraged Abhay was when he first saw Arnav in the restaurant. And that day when they realized that Anjali was Arnav's sister at her birthday, she had felt like she was about to witness a murder in some seconds which thankfully she didn't.

She recalled how betrayed Abhay had felt when Khushi didn't tell him that she had forgiven Arnav and all these memories proved just one thing that how sincerely Abhay cared for her.

A smile reached her face as she thought that the people who were literally thirsty for each other's blood are now as Anjali calls them "The Chaddi buddies!"

"Hey what happened?" Abhay asked observing the smile on Khushi's face.

"Nothing just reviving the time when two enemies became Chaddi buddies"

Abhay laughed. That was indeed something seriously to ponder upon. Never in his life he thought that he will befriend the man who ruined her friend's life but time changes and so do people.

"You know I am actually glad that Raizada left you in the first place" Abhay said as Khushi sat with her head on his shoulder.

"Because that's why I found you. I don't know how I would've lived all alone if you weren't there. Just me and my tanhayee" Abhay chuckled and then continued on a serious note

"Moreover now I am least worried about you because now I know that you'll be as happy as you deserve to be in life. Arnav is a changed man and he really loves you."

"Yeah" answered Khushi and added,

"And you should thank me as because of me you got a Chaddi buddy too" giggled Khushi.

"Oh indeed, that's the best part" Abhay laughed too.

"Hey did you ever thought that Anjali will be your Bhabhi and Nand too" said Abhay.

"No! I didn't but its interesting na?"

"Yeah. God felt this pathos for me, so he got me Anjali"

"Yeah, Anjali must've done something seriously wicked" Khushi teased him.

"HEY! Not funny okay" bit out Abhay.

"I thought it was." Khushi winked as she got up and checked upon her things as it was almost the time for her to leave for the parlour.

"Who will I eat ice-cream with? And watch movies, and check out hot chicks at market" said Abhay as he shut down his tab and looked at Khushi.

"You can do it with Anjali and when I come to stay but the last point, I think you get over with it"

"I don't need to" winked Abhay.

"ABHAY YOU ARE GETTING MARRIED. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD R"

"Shut it Khushi. I meant I don't need to because I'll have a hot chick all by myself 24/7 365" answered Abhay and Khushi rolled her eyes at his antics.

"Stop rolling your eyes and come with me. I got to show you something" said Abhay with added glee and Khushi followed him to his room.

**~~~**

The moment Abhay opened the door to his room, Khushi's jaw dropped. She had never seen anything so exquisite.

The bed in the room was decorated beautifully with rose petals and candles and there were pink and white roses on the walls, and in the light of the neon bulb the room looked a smaller fraction of romantic heaven.

"Oh Abhay" Khushi let our in surprise, her eyes mesmerized by the sight.

"I didn't imagine this in my wildest dream. This is beautiful" Commented she and Abhay's heart filled with an emotion he knew not but it swelled with what he knew was pride.

This room was no match to his lady love in beauty but he was sure this would take Anjali off guard for a second just like she did to him every single they met co-incidentally.

Abhay smiled at the memory.

Had he ever imagined that the girl he saw in the cafe and then at the signal would be the one for whom this bed was decorated?

Life's weird, weirdly beautiful.

"Let me send a picture of it to Anjali" Khushi said and opened her cell but Abhay stopped her.

"No! Let her get surprised, just like you did" He said with excitement bubbling in his eyes.

"Just like I did" he added to himself.

He could already anticipate Anjali's reaction to this.

And he was already imagining the sight when Anjali will be sitting on it, it would be a sight to behold.

It surely will be.

**~~~**

"Mr Raizada, your room's been decorated"

The word room' set Arnav's heartbeats on race and he couldn't wait to see if the room was decorated as he wanted it or not.

"Okay I'll see to it" replied Arnav as he paid the check to the decorator and dismissed him.

Anjali, who was also in the room accompanied Arnav to see the room of her would be Bhabhi.

As Arnav opened the door knob of the room he let in Anjali enter first and as he followed his eyes were awe-struck.

The designer couldn't have done a better job than this. He wanted the room simple yet elegant and it was just his way. The colour scheme was tea pink just like Khushi had wanted it to be and there was a very neat and classy look to it.

To say he loved the room would be an understatement.

It was perfect like his love life was going to be, something which he hadn't thought was possible.

That night was still vivid in his eyes when he had realized his love for Khushi and had thought of having her in his room forever and the time had finally come.

**~~~**

"I wonder how Arnav's room is decorated" Khushi wondered loud enough for Abhay to hear.

"It would be pretty, but not as this" replied Abhay with a smirk.

"Oh please! Mine will be more beautiful" Khushi out cried.

"Acha?" Abhay asked, his eyes dancing in mirth.

"Yes."

"We'll see" he replied and continued,

"By the way, what's the point of decorating the beds when it has to become all messy"

"Excuse me? You should have the manners." Khushi said failed to catch the double meaning.

Abhay stopped. He looked at her to see if she was kidding but her face said she wasn't

"You didn't get me did you?"

"Yes I did."

"No you didn't"

"I am not stupid Abhay. I know you were trying to say that all these petals will leave stains and will be uncomfortable and"

"NO!" Abhay said laughing

"Then?"

"Let Raizada explain that to you" He winked at her and walked past.

Khushi first raced her mind to get the meaning of what he just said, and when got it, she blushed thinking of the romance they did four nights ago and his threat for the wedding night. The thought of the wedding night caused her great discomfort so she called Abhay and said all the bad words she could even think of.

**~~~**

Just standing at the door of her room ached her heart. This was the room she confided her worst secrets to, where she dreaded to end up at nights and cry out her frustration. Where she covered the long journey which commenced from crying and ended at smiling.

"Hey doll" Abhay broke her trance.

"Thank you so much Abhay! I just don't have words." She said with emotions choking her voice.

"Its okay love" He broke the hug and kissed her forehead.

"I don't know where I would've ended if there were no you. I would've long died" said Khushi, acknowledging everything Abhay did for her, playing the role of a father, a brother, a mother and a friend.

"So would I have Khushi. You helped me fight my loneliness. Without you, my life was as colourful as "the blackboard and the chalk"

"Seriously Abhay? Blackboard and Chalk?" asked Khushi, looking at his face and stifling a mocking chuckle.

"Well, that's the best I could think of"

"Of course, you pea size brain and your shitty comparisons"

"And my pea size brain is telling me that we're getting late" replied Abhay.

"Yes we are. Now stop talking and let's leave already" answered Khushi and hurried out of the room before Abhay could come up with something else.

**~~~**

"Let's go Anjali" Said Arnav as Anjali came down.

There had been half an hour of crying from Anjali and coaxing from Arnav before Anjali had finally decided that she was ready to leave.

"Mohan will drive you to the parlour and Abhay is dropping Khushi there. Once done, Mohan will drive you two to the Mandir. Is that okay?" said Arnav.

"Yes Bhai" replied Anjali and waved at him as she stepped in the car and the car drove off.

"Yes Abhay, have you dropped Khushi at the parlour? Yeah, I am leaving now. Will reach the Mandir in an hour. See you there. No, that is fine. I have already sent Aman to fetch Mama and Mamiji from their hotel room and he'll be getting them directly to the Mandir. Okay. See you soon" said Arnav and disconnected before getting in his SUV.

The day was promised to be the best of his life.

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Chapter 52 : (Update by Kiran)

As Khushi and Anjali stepped down the car their eyes were awe struck with the scene which offered a joy to every beholder's sight.

The entire Mandir had been beautifully decorated with beaded lights which radiated golden hue and the rose petals had been artfully used to provide a stark contrast to that golden hue against the white walls of the Mandir.

The approaching dusk simply added to the beauty of the sight and enchanted the viewer for a few seconds.

"Khushi? Anjali?" the pensiveness was broken by the animated voice of a girl who seemed around twenty years of age and wallowed forward to meet them and was evidently struggling to avoid getting tangled in her Lehanga which she carried with some difficulty.

"Gosh..! Both of you look exquisite" she gasped and gave them an admiring look while Khushi tried her best to recall if she knew the girl.

"Lavanya, you look too beautiful yourself. Indian outfits do compliment you" Anjali addressed the girl and hugged her.

"Khushi meet Lavanya. She's my cousin. Manorama mami's daughter" Anjali introduced Lavanya to Khushi and as Khushi nodded, she too was taken into the generous hug by Lavanya.

"And now I understand why Arnav Bhai was in so much hurry to get married." Lavanya whispered in Khushi's ear as they hugged and Khushi blushed.

"Come on, let's get in. Mom and Dad are waiting inside" Lavanya pulled back and escorted the brides to the Mandir.

~~***~~

After ten long minutes of teasing and blessings from a very affectionate Manorama mami and enthusiastic Mamaji, Khushi and Anjali were made to sit before the sacred fire.

Khushi learnt that Arnav's Mama and Mamiji lived in California and Lavanya was their only child. They had flown from California and had reached the city this morning.

The priest was busy arranging things and Mamiji helped him throughout while Lavanya found everything too intriguing.

"Why are the grooms taking this long? I still have to meet Abhay" Lavanya pouted.

"Take the name of the charming and charming is here" Abhay's jaunty voice filled the space and Anjali's eyes involuntarily followed the direction of the source.

Clad in burgundy coloured brocade Sherwani, Abhay looked extremely flamboyant and ravishing making Anjali gasp in awe while Abhay on the other side was equally smitten by the sight Anjali presented.

Dressed in a deeper shade of red, she looked as breath-taking as him making it obvious that they were perfectly made for each other.

"Wow Anjali. You have such a wonderful choice. I mean..Abhay..awesome.." Lavanya gushed over Abhay and Abhay grinned profusely, enjoying the attention while he could read the glares Anjali was now throwing at him.

"Lavanya, behave yourself. He's your Jijaji" Manorama chided and Lavanya giggled.

"I know mom. But ain't I his aadhi gharwali? I have seen that in a movie" Lavanya replied, high-fiving with Abhay who winked at her before taking his place next to Anjali.

"Where's Arnav?" Khushi whispered to Abhay as Abhay busied himself with throwing stealthy glances at Anjali.

"Aah, poor man was having second thoughts about marrying you. I guess he finally realised how perilous this affair can be. I mean this is a deal of life time and..."

"Shut up Abhay" Arnav's voice cut in and everyone noticed him walking in with a beaming face and Mr. Roy closely followed him.

Arnav's dress: http://www.indianfashiontrend.com/Black-Dark-Maroon-Banarasi-Indo-Western-Sherwani-p-2997.html

As Arnav walked in, his Mami and Mama rose to greet Mr. Roy while Arnav's eyes were fixed upon Khushi's face who in turn was looking at him.

They shared a silent conversation to which the world remained clueless.

"You look beautiful Khushi"

"I can say the same about you"

"I am too excited to wait for tonight"

"Haww. Let's get married first. You seem too eager"

"Don't tell me you aren't looking forward to it. We shouldn't forget how you had attacked me in the SUV" Arnav smirked and Khushi quickly looked away in shyness.

"Enough of ogling session Arnav. I am waiting here to get married to my beloved" Abhay snorted and everyone shared a laugh.

"Muhurat shuru hone me kuch hi samay shesh hai" (The auspicious phase is about to start).

Earlier it was decided that Abhay and Anjali will get married first and Arnav will perform the Kanyadaan ritual but Mahinder Mama and Manorama mami had offered to play the part of Arnav and Anjali's parent and Mr. Roy was to perform the ritual from Khushi's side.

Arnav took his place next to Khushi and Mr. Roy and rest of the family took seats on the mattresses spread on the floor in a semi- circular fashion round the sacrificial fire.

And thus started the mantra chanting and several big and small rituals which were guided by the pundit and Mamiji helped the couples to perform them.

As the minutes led to hours, the bridegrooms were asked to tie the Mangalsutra around their bride's neck followed by applying the vermilion on their hair partition.

The atmosphere grew emotive as the Kanyadaan was performed concurrently by Mr. Roy and Mamaji.

The ceremony concluded in elation as Arnav Khushi and Abhay Anjali were declared traditionally married' by the panditji and blessings from elders followed.

The Vidaai (valediction) ceremony was an unravelling one as Anjali hugged Arnav and Mami, Mami and Lavanya before leaving with Abhay and Khushi had been hugged by a very emotional Abhay.

Arnav had even teased Abhay for his tears while he himself had managed to successfully hide his own.

~~***~~

"Thank you for marrying me Anjali" Abhay held Anjali's hand and kissed her knuckles.

"I know I have done you a great favour Abhay but you need not mention it" Anjali replied and Abhay threw her an amused look.

"I would have been the biggest idiot if I had ever expected you to behave like a traditional, blushing bride Anjali and see, you didn't prove me wrong" Abhay replied, laughing at Anjali's expression while the chauffer drove them on.

"Quite right Abhay. Just because I got married to you, doesn't mean I'll shy away and act like we hardly know each other" Anjali replied.

"Well, I never expected you to" answered Abhay.

"Good for you. By the way, where are we going? I see this is a different route"

"Not a different route darling. Just a longer route"

"and why so?"

"Don't know myself. Just as we had gotten in the car, Khushi had texted me to take the longer route" answered Abhay as he played with Anjali's hair.

"I wonder why. By now Khushi and Bhai must be home and Mamiji must be welcoming them" Anjali replied and Abhay didn't miss the small tint of poignancy which contaminated her voice and Abhay was well aware of the reason.

He knew she was sad about no one having to welcome her in her house and an empty house would be waiting for them.

"Know what Anjali? I have decided an exotic place for our honeymoon" Abhay said with a sudden excitement, making an attempt to cheer Anjali's mood and she brightened immediately as she probed him further about the destination.

~~***~~

"Surprise" Khushi's voice greeted Abhay and Anjali's surprised faces as they unlocked the door of their house and found Khushi beaming up at them.

"Khushi?" Abhay and Anjali asked in unison.

"And I am here too" Arnav's sailed from inside as he joined Khushi.

"Bhai? What are you doing here with Khushi?" Anjali asked, sweetly surprised.

"Don't tell me you two have been ruining my bed arrangement" Abhay warned and Khushi frowned at him.

"Shut up Abhay. It was Khushi's idea to reach here before you two and welcome the new bride of the house" Arnav informed, making a millionaire smile spread on Anjali's face while Abhay was too overwhelmed for words.

"Khushi, get the kalash before Abhay once again drowns us in his tears" Arnav said and Khushi hurried in only to emerge out with a rice filled kalash and placed it at the doorway.

"Anjali, now use your right leg to push the kalash and step in" Khushi directed, recalling the instructions her Buaji had once explained here.

After the Kalash, Khushi placed a salver filled with thick red colour on the floor and Anjali stepped into it.

Red foot prints left their mark on the marbled floor as Anjali further walked inside the house, her eyes moist with unshed tears.

"Thanks a lot Khushi. Thank you Bhai" she hugged them before Abhay did the same.

"It's okay Anjali. Abhay has always been what I needed him to be so this was my only chance to do something for him"

"Have a happy married life Abhay" Khushi turned to Abhay and wished him while he simply nodded as words were the last thing which could express the gratitude he felt towards Khushi.

"Now we would leave you two in some privacy as Mamiji is waiting for us. I and Arnav need to go" Khushi said, as Arnav placed his arm around her.

"Take care of my Khushi or.." Abhay threatened Arnav while the latter gave a bored expression.

"Bye Abhay" Khushi cut in and they waved goodbye to Anjali and Abhay.

~~***~~

Arnav and Khushi were received warmly by Mamiji and Lavanya who had already made preparations for Khushi' welcome.

After all the rituals, Mamaji asked Arnav to carry Khushi in his arms as per the Raizada custom and he gamely did so.

~~***~~

"You have put on some weight Khushi" Arnav teased her as he softly brought her in his room while Khushi had no time to retort back as her eyes were too mesmerized by the beauty of the room.

"Arnav, this is.."

"I know Khushi. I opted for this theme and colour because I know this is how you like it" whispered Arnav in her ear and she smiled profusely.

"Come here" Arnav took her hand in his and brought her to the bed.

Another rapturous gasp left Khushi's mouth as rose petals showered upon her the minute she climbed into the bed.

"Wow Arnav. This is beautiful" crooned Khushi as she opened her palms and the petals landed in.

"Arnav?" Khushi repeated as she turned her gaze around and found him standing before a drawer.

Khushi's brow lifted in questioning as Arnav gave her a small smile and walked back to her.

"Khushi spread your palm and close your eyes" he asked her, joining her in the bed.

"No, I didn't ask you to narrow them. Just close them" Arnav smirked as he read her confused face.

"Okay" Khushi breathed into his scent as he was sitting too close to her.

Seconds ticked by and Khushi felt something cold sliding up around her ring finger.

She quickly opened her eyes as Arnav lifted her palm and kissed the ring he had just slipped in her finger.

The ring was made of small alternate cut stones of sapphire and diamond instead of the normal solitaire work and carried a classy and elegant look.

"Arnav" Khushi whispered in appreciation and hugged him and Arnav winced.

"What?" Khushi quickly pulled back and asked.

"Your jewellery pricks. Let's get you out of this" Arnav complained and Khushi giggled.

"Don't giggle at me Mrs. Raizada. It can be pricey" Arnav warned.

"Maybe I want it pricey" Khushi answered with the same boldness and before she could make a run for it, Arnav lurched forward and pinned her on the bed.

"In that case, let's start" Arnav whispered, nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck and Khushi whimpered.

"We'll start with your earrings" Arnav further whispered and reached for her earrings, slowly undoing each of them and moving to her maang tika.

All this while Khushi's chest heaved with laboured breathing and Arnav studied her expressions as his hands reached to her neck and slowly removed her necklace and other ornaments.

By the time he was done, Khushi's cheek had reddened and her eyes were semi closed.

"Ready Mrs. Raizada?" Arnav leaned in and purred in her ears, his voice as husky as it could get.

"Mr. Raizada can we sleep now? I am bone tired" Khushi whispered back, her eyes still half closed.

"Not so soon Mrs. Raizada. This has to be a long night" Arnav replied as he slid his hands under Khushi's back and rolled her over so that she was lying on her back.

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"Please Arnav. I feel shy" Khushi whispered with a soft undertone as Arnav started undoing the strings of her choli.

"Look at me Khushi" Arnav commanded with a tone Khushi couldn't think of disobeying and she softly turned her face to him.

"I want you Khushi" Arnav said, his eyes dark in desire and Khushi bit her lower lip.

"Allow me yourself Khushi, please" Arnav requested his voice barely audible and Khushi hands quaked as she brought them over his chest and softly ran them on his Sherwani.

She heard him inhaling a sharp breath.

"Arnav, I love you" Khushi said, as she continued feeling the contours of his chest over the rich material of the Sherwani.

"I love you too Khushi, more than I can ever say" Arnav replied and giving a fleeting look in her eyes lowered his mouth upon hers, taking her lips in a sweet leisured kiss.

The effect was immediate as Khushi felt her blood singing and her mind fogged.

She moaned achingly as Arnav softly bit her lower lip and then ran his tongue over it spurring her to do the same.

She didn't know how but in next seconds her hands were running through his hair, combing the richness with her fingers and loving how they felt against it.

Another moan escaped Khushi's lips as Arnav probed her mouth with his tongue and caressed hers.

She heard him groan in exasperation as he had pull back from the kiss to allow some oxygen in their otherwise drained lungs and he concentrate on her neck.

"Undress me Khushi" Khushi heard his eager voice next to her ears before he tugged at her earlobe with his teeth and then licked them making her body feel like jelly.

"I can't Arnav" She replied, overcome by shyness and her eyes widened as Arnav brought her hands on the top button of his Sherwani and using her hands, undid it.

The next two minutes were too slurred as Arnav brought his hands to the hem of his Sherwani and got rid of it in one swift motion followed by removing her Choli from her upper body.

As their skins touched Khushi felt a trail of fire igniting somewhere deep in her body and her hands once again reached for his chest, this time with no barrier of clothing.

"This Lehanga is too heavy Khushi" Arnav whispered, his hands softly running over the expanse of her shoulder and his lips shortly followed.

"Then get me out of it" Khushi replied, feeling aroused and brave.

"I would if only you help me these slacks" Arnav answered, his hands reaching to her breast and feeling their softness.

"Let's do it now Khushi" Arnav said as he loosed Khushi's lehanga and slipped it out of her, leaving her dressed in her inner wares.

Khushi helped him step out of his slacks and Arnav grinned at the horrified face of Khushi as her eyes ran to her lower body, eyeing his hardness.

"Don't be surprised Khushi. You have already seen it" Arnav exclaimed as he once again leant in to kiss her Khushi smiled against his lips.

"I have a faint memory" Khushi answered as the kiss ended and Arnav moved his mouth to her breasts, tugging at the dark bugs which strained against the thin material of her red satin brassiere.

"This time I'll make sure you don't forget" Arnav whispered in her ears and undid the brassiere, his mouth coming over the straining buds and he sucked her.

"Arnav" Khushi whispered his name as pleasure coursed through her body and threatened to rule her already fogged senses.

A groan was emitted by Arnav as Khushi ran her fingers on his chest; her finger nails softly grazing the skin, travelling to his navel and further continuing southwards over the waistband of his under clothing.

"Enough Khushi" Arnav grunted before pinning her hands and top of her head and dipping his face in her navel, kissing her, nuzzling her.

Khushi's body went rigid and her movements stilled as she felt him moving further south.

She body literally gave away as she felt Arnav's hot breath lingering over her core.

The world ceased to exist and what remained was this moment, the burning desire to be possessed by her husband and Khushi desperately wanted it to happen now.

"Please Arnav" She moaned and Arnav relented.

Reaching up, he gave her a small peck and the remaining shreds of cloth from their bodies were discarded.

Khushi welcomed herself to a new world as Arnav possessed her body with his, driving in and out and taking both of them to heights of pleasure.

~~***~~

The morning felt sweltering hot and Anjali opened her eyes to find a barely dressed Abhay lying over her, his one hand resting between her hairs while the other was securely done around her bare waist.

The night had been an overwhelming night of pleasure to both of them and Anjali felt extremely sore, credits to her extra horny husband.

Admiring the calm and sleeping profile of her husband, Anjali ran her hands through his hair and blushed as she noticed nail marks on his shoulder and back.

Leaning in, she placed a chaste kiss on his lips and undid his hand from her waist.

Just as she was about to get down from the bed, Abhay pulled her back and she found herself pinned under him.

"Where do you think you're running to Mrs. Anjali Abhay Singh?" Abhay asked her, his lips already on her neck where they sucked the only prominent vein.

"For a bath husband" Anjali replied back, failing to keep the smile off her lips.

"Of what use is the bath when we're again to be sticky and messy?" asked Abhay and they once again went back to their morning lovemaking.

~~***~~

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