Arshi FF #3 - My Imperfect Mr Perfect (Chapter 49 on Next Thread) - Page 63

I am deeply sorry for your loss... take care 😭

Sorry to hear about your dad, my thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
Just take care of yourself.

I am really sorry for your loss ..

we will wait ...please take care...

Take care of yourself and your studies, update whenever you are ready, will wait patiently.

Good to know that u r feeling much better !!

Thanks for the note - wishing you all the best for your exams .. will be waiting for ur updates :)

Good luck with your studies.

Hey guys! I just wanted to say thank you to all your condolences. It means a lot in such a difficult situation for me. I know some of you haven't read the note I posted yesterday so I'll just kind of summarise it again. I'm feeling better now - of course the sadness of my dad's death is still there but I'm better than before. I'm really behind in my studies because I've had to miss most of my lectures in my first month so I'll be busy for a few weeks catching up with all that - I have exams in like 2 months so I need to do this. So updates will be very slow until then. But of course I'll try to write when I have free time.

Anyways now I'll let you read the update.

My Imperfect Mr Perfect - Chapter 46

L75 was definitely surprised by this move of hers and he tried to get to her by taking a step back and then moving towards her again in a different direction.

But each time, Khushi managed to use her legs to keep him at bay.

But that only lasted about 3 times, because the 4^th time, he grabbed hold of her legs and forced them apart so that he could stand in between them and get to her.

Khushi tried to scream as she knew that now there was nothing she could do to save herself, as her hands were tied.

Silent tears ran down her cheeks as she felt his first touch...

Arnav!' her heart cried.

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Sunil felt up her waist lustfully, his hands inching upwards while Khushi tried to push herself further up the bed, trying to get away from his repulsive touch. "Don't touch me! No! Stop!"

Tears ran down her cheeks as she felt disgusted within her body... She felt so impure...

"F***! You're so soft even over this fabric... so supple... I can't wait to taste you with my tongue..." he said, gazing at her body lecherously.

She was about to scream in revulsion as his fingers were less than an inch away from touching her breasts, when she heard a sudden bang, crash, and before she knew it, the dirty hands were gone.

Arnav had broken the door in one go, before shooting at Sunil's two hands and legs with perfect aim, effectively incapacitating him and making him fall to the ground.

He didn't even give L75 a chance to breathe, before he punched the daylights out of him, shouting, "You bast***! How dare you touch her! You fuc**** bast***!"

Sunil tried to retaliate but his wounded hands and legs didn't help him, and Arnav was just beating him so fast that his attempts were useless anyways.

Arnav was very focused on beating that L75 to death when suddenly he remembered Khushi was still tied up and must be very scared.

So he did something that he was meant to do later on in the plan - he took out some chloroform and put it to Sunil's face, making him go unconscious instantly.

Taking one last look at the bruised face of L75 to make sure he is fully unconscious, Arnav left him.

He strode towards Khushi, who was in tears, looking devastated, making his heart clench.

"Khushi, it's okay, I'm here," he said, hoping against hopes that it'll calm her down.

But his words seemed to have no effect on her. She just kept sobbing, her eyes tightly kept shut.

Cursing himself for coming late, he hurriedly untied her hands repeating, "I'm sorry Khushi, I'm so sorry."

As soon as her hands were free, he made her sit up before crushing her into his arms, rubbing her back, saying, "It's over now. It's all over now."

But Khushi didn't hug him back like she normally would and just continued to cry.

It took a few seconds for Arnav to actually realise that Khushi wasn't really responding to him.

He pulled back, cupping her cheeks, searching her face with concern. "Khushi?"

She didn't meet his eyes but stuttered, "H-he... H-he... t-touched me... I-I'm dirty... i-impure..." She covered her face with her hands as her body shook with sobs - she could still feel his disgusting touch on her...

Seeing her tears stabbed at Arnav's heart. He once again cursed himself for not getting away from that Sheetal a minute or two earlier. Damn him!

He hugged Khushi tightly, whispering, No Khushi, not at all. You're the purest thing I've ever seen in my life... You're not impure... Never..."

He thanked his mum for saving them today. If the phone call hadn't arrived, this morning, things may not have gone as smoothly today, and maybe he would have been later than he was now saving Khushi...

*Last Night*

Arnav knew that L75 would come one way or another today to Sheetal's house. That much had been worked out when he had been speaking to Akash. And so, after Khushi had fallen asleep after them kissing and making out to their hearts' content, Arnav had laid in bed, hugging Khushi, thinking about all the things he would need to prepare for tomorrow.

And that's when he came up with the idea of sewing a tiny camera and microphone onto Khushi's clothes as well as his own. He was sure they would be facing L75 tomorrow, and even if they didn't, he was sure there would definitely be some sort of attack tomorrow. So he thought it would be best to have a camera and microphone on so that everything could be recorded for evidence.

As soon as the thought came into his mind, he phoned up Akash and told him about his idea, being very careful not to wake up Khushi. He requested Akash to get it all arranged and brought in before any employees get into AR in the morning. Of course he also told him to include the GPS he puts in all of Khushi's clothes too - just in case. He then told Akash to tap all of Sheetal's calls as he was pretty sure that L75 would call her at least once in the morning to give her instructions on what exactly she had to do.

With that, he went to sleep, satisfied that almost everything was set for tomorrow.

The next morning, both Arnav and Khushi arose early and literally jumped at each other the moment they were both fully awake. The love-making from the night before had made them crave for each other even more than before...

Once they managed to pull themselves away from each other in the slightest, Arnav tried to clear his head and focus.

Focus Arnav, focus. You have your whole life to make love to Khushi to your heart's content without disturbance. But for that you need to make sure everything goes as per your plan this one day. Focus Arnav,' he told himself with difficulty.

Only he knew how much effort it took for him to take his hands and lips off Khushi...

But once he did, he told Khushi that he wanted to teach her some self-defence moves.

He knew there was no way she was suddenly going to become stronger overnight - or I should say overmorning.' So he taught her moves that will allow her to procrastinate the attacker's advances.

He taught her how she could defend herself with her hands/legs, and which places to aim for if she gets a chance to attack.

Once he was satisfied that she knew basic ways to defend herself, they both set off for Sheetal's house after getting ready.

Around 5 minutes after they left the house, Arnav received a call on his phone and when he saw that it was Akash, he picked up immediately knowing that he must have some essential information to tell them.

Putting it on speaker, he answered the phone.

"Yeah Akash, tell me," Arnav said.

"I tapped Sheetal's calls and she received a phone call about half an hour ago from L75..."

Khushi couldn't help but feel a chill hearing the code name of her so called uncle.

"He told her that he'll enter her house as her uncle. After he settles in with everyone, he wants Sheetal to somehow take Khushi up alone and brainwash her about you. He instructed her to keep her there long so that eventually you will go up in search of her. There Sheetal will get you alone somehow, sending Khushi down to L75. Using this opportunity, Sheetal will give you a drink mixed with a drug to intoxicate you and increase you sexual need almost 50 times. She will get what she wants, and meanwhile L75 would kidnap Khushi. That's their plan," Akash recited.

Khushi's fear was now replaced by sheer disgust and anger for Sheetal.

How dare she think of touching her man?! That bi***! She'll show her once all this was over!

As she seethed in anger, she felt Arnav enclose her hand in his comfortingly.

"That L75 and Sheetal think they're smart, but they don't know who they're dealing with," Arnav said, determined to teach them both a lesson.

"Okay listen Akash, this is what we're going to do. When Sheetal offers me the juice, I'm going to make sure I swap my juice with hers without her noticing. I'll tie her up in the room before rushing down to Khushi to save her from L75. I'll call my team now and inform them so they can come in time."

"But Arnavji, how will you know where L75 would have taken me?" Khushi asked.

"That's a valid question," Akash said.

All three were silent for a minute before Khushi said, "I have an idea! What if I carry some kumkum powder or something? Wherever L75 takes me, I will try and drop some powder on the way without him noticing. That way you can follow the marks of the powder and find me, just like Ram did when Sita got kidnapped by Ravan!" she suggested.

Arnav rolled his eyes. Trust Khushi to come up with such a filmy idea.

But he had to admit that it could work.

Before he could say anything, Akash said, "That's a brilliant idea Khushi! It's a little bit filmy but it's good!"

Khushi smiled, pleased with herself for coming up with the genius idea.

She then turned to Arnav for his approval, but all she got was a, "It's not that great but it will do."

She hit his arm playfully, knowing he was doing it just to irritate her. Arnav chuckled before pulling her in to place a quick yet firm kiss on her cheek, making her blush.

Soon Arnav and Khushi thanked Akash and put the phone down. And immediately Arnav called his team from the police force and explained what he needed them to do.

Now they were definitely ready to face L75 and Sheetal, head on.

*End of Flashback*

Arnav thanked Akash in his heart for his help. It had made things easier.

He had made sure to turn on the camera and microphone on Khushi's dress, just after their secret little make out session in Sheetal's room, so that everything would be recorded on there.

Once he'd left Sheetal, just as per plan, he followed the kumkum powder Khushi had subtly dropped on the floor as she went down. It was good that Khushi came up with that idea, because otherwise it was likely that Arnav would have gone outside in search of her rather than inside the house. Of course the GPS on her dress would have helped him locate her, but that process just would have taken too much time - it would probably only be a few minutes but those few minutes could take Khushi's life, and he was not prepared for that.

L75 had planned it well, knowing that even if Arnav avoided his trap upstairs, he would probably go outside to search for Khushi and would never search inside the house. But fortunately or unfortunately, Arnav and Khushi were smarter and they had already planned ahead of him.

Arnav tightened his hug on Khushi, kissing her hair and said, "Khushi you are NOT impure."

Just then, the police entered the room and picked up an unconscious L75, while the rest of the team went up to arrest Sheetal too.

Arnav knew that Khushi wasn't in the best state of mind and she needed his assurance - a LOT of it. But he also knew that he had to give her that assurance while they were alone. And for that they needed to get past all the procedures first.

So Arnav informed the other officers that him and Khushi will reach the station together in his car, while they go ahead.

They agreed - some of them giving Arnav a weird look as they left, seeing the way he was hugging Khushi possessively.

Although Arnav noticed the looks, he chose to ignore them. He was going to put a full stop to that soon anyways.

As everyone left, some carrying L75, and others bringing down Sheetal, Arnav just continued to hold Khushi close to him.

As soon as he was sure everyone had left, he pulled Khushi out of his embrace, only to then slide his hand possessively around her waist, and then slide the other hand under her knee, picking her up into his arms effortlessly - bridal-style and all.

Just with this one gesture, he showed that she was his in every way, and he would be with her no matter what.

But it seemed the gesture didn't quite get through to Khushi the way he wanted it to. She held onto his collar as she normally would when he picked her up, but her hold was somehow different. It was as though it was more withdrawn. Usually she would hold on as though she had all the rights in the world on him - which of course, she did. But that was missing now...

Sighing, he placed a small tender kiss on her forehead saying, "I love you," before he set off for his car with Khushi in his arms.

On the way to the police station, Khushi was very quiet and aloof, only giving one-worded answers even if Arnav tried to make conversation.

Arnav wished he could make her feel better, but he knew they had to complete the procedures first so that he can give Khushi all his time later.

Soon they were at the station, and Arnav explained everything that happened. They got a statement from Khushi as well, which she gave with no emotion in her voice - which kind of scared Arnav.

Before, Khushi was at least crying, but now seeing her with no emotion frightened him more than anything.

He rushed through the procedures as fast as he could, making sure to never let Khushi out of his arms. His protective embrace was the only thing that he could give her in those moments.

After the long, tiring process was finally over, Arnav was about to leave the station with Khushi when the senior officer came in and asked to have a word with him in his room.

"Sure," Arnav replied, following behind while taking Khushi with him.

The officer turned around and noticed that Khushi was coming in too, so he said to Arnav, "I'd like to have a word with you alone..."

Khushi leaned on Arnav slightly, not ready to leave him.

Arnav inwardly sighed in relief. At least she was showing some kind of reaction and she still wanted to be with him.

Anyways, he didn't want to leave Khushi alone in this state, and so he told the officer that whatever he wanted to say, he could say in front of Khushi.

Knowing how stubborn Arnav could be sometimes, the officer relented and said, "Okay come in both of you."

Once they were all settled on their chairs, the officer said, "There are two things I would like to address today. First of all, this young lady," he gestured towards Khushi, "was taken under your custody because she was the target of a very dangerous criminal. However, she is no longer in danger and therefore it is our duty to hand her back to her family safely now. And of course that means that the relationship between you and this lady must now end."

Arnav and Khushi were holding hands as they sat next to each other, their shoulders touching. The moment they heard the words of the officer, Arnav felt Khushi freeze.

He tightened his hold on her hands, silently letting her know that he's never letting her go.

Arnav simply asked, "And the next point you wanted to talk about?"

"The next point... is that we have a new assignment awaiting you and I'd like to discuss the details with you," he replied.

Arnav nodded slowly before reply, "Actually I only have one thing to say in reply to both of those issues." He paused, taking his hand out of Khushi's, making her panic for a second, before he wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her to him snugly. "I'm resigning."

"What?!" the officer was shocked.

"Yes, I'm resigning. I no longer want to do this job," Arnav said, as a matter of fact.

Whatever the officer had been expecting, it definitely wasn't this.

"Is there a problem? Has anyone said anything here? If the salary is the issue, then I'm sure we can sort something out..." the officer tried his best to persuade Arnav to stay.

"Actually there's no issue at all... I started this job to have some form of aim in my life... But now I've found the real aim of my life," he said, pulling Khushi closer to him with pride, "And so I think it's time I left this job to focus on my personal life," Arnav said.

"You are one of the most competent officers in the team Arnav, and I really wouldn't want to lose you. I would be happy if you could rethink your decision," the officer tried once more.

"I'm extremely sorry to dash your hopes, but I really can't do this job anymore. I've made my decision and I'm going to stick to it. I never realised what life was until Khushi came into my life. And now that I've got her, I want to enjoy my life. For her. For me. For us."

As much as the officer wanted to try and keep Arnav in the police force, after hearing what Arnav had to say, he abandoned that wish.

Over the years he had seen the way Arnav had dealt with all the dangerous cases - he'd put his everything into them skilfully, not caring an ounce about his own safety.

And now when he'd finally found his happiness, he didn't want to take it away from him.

The officer simply nodded before saying, "I'm afraid the police force is going to lose one of its best officers today. But I wish you all the best for your future, and congratulations both of you."

With that Arnav handed in his resignation letter, before he got up and shook hands with the officer, after which he and Khushi left for his SUV.

Arnav drove as fast as he could, towards RM, wanting to be alone with Khushi as soon as possible.

When they stepped into RM with Arnav carrying Khushi, Dadi was sitting in the living room. The moment she saw them, she was about to open her mouth to speak when Arnav cut her off, "Not now Dadi."

Dadi stood open-mouthed, utterly vexed with the way her grandson had just flicked her off like a useless fly. She wouldn't let this go so easily.

Arnav strode up the stairs with Khushi in his arms, towards his - no, their - bedroom.

Placing her down on the king-size bed, he sat next to her before cupping her cheeks tenderly.

"Khushi?"

Khushi didn't even look at him.

"Khushi just let it out," he said softly.

That made her look up at him.

Looking deep into her eyes, Arnav said, "Let it out Khushi... I'm here. With you. It's just you and me. Cry it out..."

And with that the damn broke.

Khushi cried and cried and cried.

And Arnav just held her as she did so.

"He touched me, Arnavji," she sobbed. "I feel disgusted... I can still feel h-his h-hands. I'm impure!" she cried.

"No Khushi, never!" he said, cupping her face, forcing her to look him in the eye. "You are still as pure as you were yesterday, okay? None of this changes anything."

But Khushi wouldn't listen.

"Yes it does," she insisted. "It makes a hell of a lot of difference. He touched me Arnavji!" she tears cascaded down her cheeks.

Seeing that he was not getting through to her the way he wanted, he asked her, "Where?"

She looked up at him, still crying.

"Where did he touch you?" he asked again, sounding a little stern so that she would give him an answer.

Shivering, she placed her hand on her stomach saying, "Here," and then she slid her hands upwards and stopped just below her breasts. "All of here," she said, "I can still feel his touch!" she cried.

Gritting his teeth, Arnav got up and made sure that the room door was locked. He then went to close all the curtains too.

Once he was sure everything was securely closed, he strode up to Khushi and sat beside her again.

Then without a warning, Arnav grasped the neckline of her salwar, before tearing it apart, shocking her to bits.

He tore it down fully before taking the remains of her top off and throwing it across the room.

Quickly taking his own shirt off and throwing it across too, he took a shaken Khushi into his arms.

Khushi held onto him tighter, hiding her head in his chest, feeling exposed all of a sudden.

Placing a comforting kiss on her shoulder he asked, "He touched you over your dress right?"

Khushi nodded slightly into his chest.

"So he touched the dress, not you, right?" he tried to make her feel better.

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows at that logic but nodded nevertheless like a child listening to its mother.

"And now that I've thrown that dress far away from you, his touch too is far away from you, right?"

Khushi nodded.

"And anyways... No matter what, you are mine. How can you be impure when I've seen, touched, and tasted every inch of you? I've already claimed you in all the ways that matter Khushi. Like I said, you are mine, and I am yours. And see," he grabbed her hair and pulled her back slightly so that he could kiss down her neck, eventually reaching the love bite he'd left on the top of her breast just a few hours ago, "This love bite is just evidence for that."

He sucked and licked the bite, soothing it, yet still making his mark on her. "You. Are. Mine." He hugged her possessively. "And nothing can ever change that," he said with a finality in his tone.

Arnav just held her in his arms for a while, letting her take in the warmth and comfort he was giving.

"Feeling better now?" Arnav asked after a few minutes.

"A little bit," she said, her voice hoarse from crying.

"Hmmm okay. I have an idea to make you feel even better," Arnav suggested.

"How?" Khushi asked, pulling back to look at him with wide innocent eyes, her earlier discomfort now forgotten.

Getting off the bed, he pulled her with him too saying, "Come with me."

He went to a drawer in the room and picked out a matchbox, before going towards Khushi's top which he had thrown away a minute ago.

He first of all, removed the GPS and camera from the dress and set it aside carefully, as he had to hand it in to the police the next day.

Then, as they stood by the salwar top, he said, "Burn it."

Khushi turned to him, unsure.

He looked her straight in the eye, "Burn it."

He handed the matchbox to her and said, "Go on, burn it. You'll feel better. After that there will be nothing to remind you of his touch. Absolutely nothing."

Hesitantly, Khushi lit up a match-stick. She looked at Arnav for reassurance once more, and when he nodded at her encouragingly, she threw the matchstick on the dress.

As she watched the dress burn bit by bit, she felt a kind of satisfaction grow within herself.

Just like Arnav had said, it definitely made her feel a whole lot better.

As Khushi watched on, Arnav slid his arm around her waist, watching the flames with her, just being there with her...

As the last of the flames died down, Arnav turned to Khushi and cupped her face, gazing into Khushi's eyes intensely.

"Khushi, the moment we were waiting for has finally come. Now there's no Shyam, no L75, no danger lurking behind us. Just me. You. Us. Remember what you said last night? That you couldn't wait for our happy ending? We can finally have that Khushi," Arnav said, happiness shining in his eyes.

Khushi couldn't help but smile as she heard him. He was right - they could finally have their happy ending now.

"But for that, I need you to erase everything that happened today from your mind. From now, this moment, you will only think about us and our future okay? Just forget everything that happened today okay?" Arnav said, to which Khushi nodded.

"Well, actually maybe not everything from today. Like what happened in the morning..." he said cheekily, making Khushi blush tomato red. "Oh and in Sheetal's room," he added, referring to their little hot encounter.

But instead of Khushi blushing more, she narrowed her eyes at him.

Pulling him towards her by his vest she asked, "By the way what happened in that room between you and Sheetal? What did that chudail say to you?"

Aah, my possessive tigress is back! This will be fun,' he thought.

Arnav looked at Khushi with a smirk.

Aaand I end the chapter there! Phew! Lol I said I'll post within two weeks and I ended up posting the next day itself. I hope this looong update makes up for the gap.

Anyways how was the chapter? Good? Bad? I'm sorry if it wasn't up to the mark - it's been a while since I wrote so it might not have turned out as good...

So yh what do you think of the turn of events? And let me just say - don't think all their problems are over just yet... There might be another storm waiting around the corner for them... Can anyone guess what it might be? 😉