#2 Arshi FF - Sealed With Your Kiss/Chapter 41&42/(Pg-86&87)/U - Page 13

Chapter 22

The Devil's Bargain

Desire, you taunt me with jeers on your face,

Dagger at your back, you maneuver with grace

And ever so inviting is your touch in this place

That I fall in the dark every time in disgrace

For the worst psychological abuse is that from the mind,

You lure me, deceive me, then stab me behind

With the blow of a thousand wounds from old crimes,

And your once tempting smile I could no longer find.

Shadowed in cruelty, the mind is amused

When her host feels degraded, defeated and abused.

Loathe thee not your actions, no err on your end,

I'm fighting a war not even I comprehend.

Worry not, my love, protector and friend,

It is my own fears that will never see end.

But yea, what is this aching that burns in my skin?

it's once more the lust that laughs from within.

In one moment I was feeling everything ~ and I was feeling nothing ~

Kami Garcia, Beautiful Creatures

"Just tell me when will I get out from here...man do something", Shashi Gupta slammed both hands on the table. "Calm down Sashi...if you won't keep a tight leash on your anger, it will destroy you", the man sitting infront of Sashi fumed. They were sitting in the room attached to Sashi's cell. He had been transported to the jail where the most dangerous and wanted criminals were kept. Sashi had been trying to meet his lawyer from two weeks and it was only today that a wooden faced policeman had informed him of his lawyer coming to meet him...

"Okay...okay...i'll calm down...but whenever I think of that bas***d keeping my daughter captive, I lose my control", Sashi rubbed his forehead.

"Don't worry we will get your daughter out of there...but first you need to tell me is there anything more that Arnav Singh Raizada can use against you...some records of your dealings maybe", the man asked. "No, Singhania there is nothing", Sashi replied in a tired voice. "Sashi...don't do this...I know there must be something...we have to take it out of there before Arnav gets his hand on it", Singhania warned.

"Okay...yes...there is...the record of my past dealings...I will give it to you but", Sashi paused; a defeated and tired look over his face. "But...what", Singhania inquired. "You are my friend first before being my lawyer...just please make sure to get my daughter out of this mess", there was a pleading look in his eyes. "Ofcourse Sashi, my dear friend...you can count on me...I am always there for you", Singhania patted Sashi's handcuffed hands...

"Did you listen to me...NEVER", Khushi screamed hysterically, landing a punch on Arnav's shoulder with all her might. His head snapped back towards her, a violent light entering his eyes, but he didn't retaliated in answer. "NEVER"...she started to land blows everywhere on his body that was accessible to her tiny fists. His jaw was clenched tight, a white line was showing around his compressed lips and his eyes were burning with svagery. He let her rend herself, until her voice cracked and her fists hurt. All the while he didn't lift a muscle to stop her tirade.

Tears of exhaustion and surrender seeped through her eyelids and she lifted an angry hand to wipe them off her cheeks. I won't cry, she thought. Weak people cry and I am not weak...

"Are you finished?", he inquired in a chillingly cold voice. "Yes", she spat in the same tone, her eyes glowing with hatred, her posture firm, oblivious of her nakedness. "Good", he bit out, then snaked a hand forward and caught her wrist in a vice like grip. "But I am still not finished with you princess", hauling her towards him, he twisted a hand in her hair and dragged her face upto his. "No", she protested, trying to twist her head aside to avoid what was coming next. But he didn't let her turn away and giving a painful tug to her hair he brought his head down and covered her lips in a bruising kiss...

"Mmmph", she protested, but he caught her lower lip between his teeth and nipped, causing her to jerk in his arms. She gasped and taking advantage of her momentary weakness he deepened the violent assault on her mouth. No, he wasn't getting away with this, she won't let him, she thought angrily and bit down on his marauding tongue inside her mouth with full vengeance. Cursing he withdrew, a hand reflexively checking the tenderness of his brutalized tongue...

"You b***h", he cursed, his eyes spitting fire. "And you are a b*****d", her tone was malicious but her eyes were strangely calm. Seconds ticked by as he frowned at her upthrust chin and the light of challenege reflecting from her eyes. "So the b***h Khushi is back", his face relaxed into a sardonic smile and a hard light entered his eyes. Khushi didn't answer but went on staring, her nostrils flaring and her lips pursed in a stubborn line.

"Let's see how long are you going to hold on to your pride", his lips twisted scornfully. "You cannot break me ever", Something wild and untamed moved in her eyes. "Everything is breakable princess, even you", he shook his head, his eyes cold and his expression giving nothing away.

A shadow flickered across her eyes as she stared into his icy eyes and a dry smile appeared over her bruised lips. "How can you further break a person who is already broken?", her voice was laced with irony. For the first time in life Arnav had no answer to give. He was stunned into silence...

Seconds ticked by as they stared into each other's eyes, without moving a muscle. The only sound in the room was of their breathing. Then Arnav moved first. Lifting a hand he caressed her right cheek from her temple to the stubborn cleft in her chin with the back of his fingers. Khushi sucked in a breath as something twisted painfully inside her heart. She could have fought him if he would have been brutal but she had no defence against his gentle caresses...

"Don't", she whispered, clamping a hand over his fingers and stopping him in mid caress. But he lifted his other hand and sinking his fingers in her hair, cradled the back of her skull and slowly brought her face towards him. Mesmerized she stared into the gleaming pools of his hazel eyes, until his breath mingled with hers and his cologne combined with his musky smell hit her nostrils. Closing her eyes she let him lean his forehead against hers and nuzzle her nose. Her hand fell to his shoulder and he put his arm around her waist, hauling her lower body forward, hugging her...

Arnav first kissed the tip of her small nose then, trailed his lips towards her cheek, her temple and then the side of her head. Taking initiative, she kissed the the lobe of his left ear, then the side of his neck. Her eyes closed, she nuzzled her face into his shoulder...

"I know why are you doing this...but it won't change a thing you know", Khushi whispered into the side of his neck, her long nails caressing the strands of hair at his temple. The gentle moment between them broke and his body stiffened. Thrusting her away he stared into her eyes, which gleamed golden in the dim lights of the room. "What happened...don't you wanna break me", her lips twisted mockingly, her hands now caressing his shoulders purposefully. With a sound of disgust he threw away her hands and got up on his feet...

Stretching like a cat who had got the cream, she dragged the blanket from the foot of the bed and covering her nakedness with it she laid back on her side. "Hurt...that I destroyed your hope of making me surrender...hmmm", she mocked, propping her head up on an elbow.

"Turning towards her he swung one foot over the bed then leaned towards her. "You will surrender one day...I promise you that princess", he hissed, the menace in his eyes making her breath shrivel in her throat. But Khushi kept calm, not letting her mask slip away...

He stared at her coldly for a moment then something untamed and ugly flashed across his face. Twisting a hand in her hair, he dragged her face up and crushed her lips beneath his in a punishing kiss. She matched his anger, giving him a bite for bite, a lick for a lick, a nip for a nip, until the passionate hatred seemed to consume them...

Their control completely shattered...

It was Arnav who broke the kiss first, pushing Khushi away with an exclamation. Breathing hard he looked down at her shell-shocked face with an ugly expression twisting his handsome features. "Damn you to hell", he bit out through his teeth then turning on his heels strode angrily towards the door. "Same to you", her voice hounded her as he slammed the door behind him...

"Welcome back", a man's deep voice collided with her eardrums, bringing Garima back to conciousness. Her head felt stuffed with cottonwool and her throat was as dry as the desert sand. "Water", she croaked, blinking her eyes rapidly to clear her tunnel vision. "Here", a hand helped her lean comfortable against the head bed. "Khushi", groaning, she raised a shaking hand and wiped the sweat from her brow, which had popped due to the little effort it had taken for her to sit on the bed. She felt weak like a kitten, her whole body aching as if her bones had been crushed beneath a heavy weight...

And then she remembered all in a flash. The mysterious disappearance of her daughter Khushi, the charges of rape, extortion, smuggling and murder on her husband Shashi Gupta, the newspaper headlines that highlighted him as the villain of the century and the condemning eyes of their neighbours and relatives...

She had fallen from the stairs, her heart too weak to take it all...

Turning her blurry gaze towards the halo of the stranger, Garima lifted a hand to accept the glass of water. But the stranger put a hand beneath her head and raised the glass of water towards her lips. She gulped down the water like a greedy child and choked. "Easy", the stranger said soothingly, patting her back with a reassuring hand...

"Who are you...where is Khushi?", her blurry vision restored, Garima squinted into the man's face. He was leaning towards her, a strange smile stretching his lips, the strong brows arched over hazel eyes. His features looked almost familiar, the rounded face highlighted by a roman nose with flaring nostrils and a stubborn cleft above his lips.

"You know me", he answered non-comittally, straightening up to his full height. Wiping a hand over her mouth she leaned on the pillows that the stranger had aligned at her back. "Have we met before?", she asked, her head aching trying to discern his features from her memory. "Yes, many...many years ago", he had settled himself comfortably in the visitor's couch and was now sitting with one leg crossed neatly over the other and an arm casually thrown over the back of couch...

"When...I am sorry I don't remember", she frowned, her eyes flitting over his features. "You don't remember me aunt", straightening his legs he leaned forward and whispered surreptitiously, one brow lifted sardonically. Garima's breath froze instantly in her lungs, the vision of a child running after her car rouse before her eyes and her mouth fell open with astonishment. "Arnav", she blurted out, fear evident in her eyes."Who else my dear aunt?", he was laughing, enjoying her plight. "Where is Khushi?", she seemed to be shrinking before his eyes. "Don't worry about her, my dear aunt she is quite safe...with me", he replied putting emphasis on with me.

"No...don't hurt her...you can't hurt her", she scrambled on the bed, trying to get off, but Arnav caught her. "There...there...don't stress yourself aunt", he was shushing her, patting her trembling fingers with a soothing hand. "Please don't hurt my daughter...I'll do anything that you want...but please don't hurt her", she grabbed his hands, a hysterical look on her face. "Anything...aunt", he mocked. "Yes, please...anything...but don't hurt my daughter", she pleaded, her pride in tatters, eyes swollen with grief.

"Okay then...I'll let you meet your daughter...but on one condition", he asked, drawing back from the bed. "Please anything", she was kneeling on the bed, like a supplicant, her hands joined together as if begging for mercy from some kind of warlord. "If you want your daughter back...then you have to betray your husband", he said after a momentary pause, an arrogant smile of triumph curling over his lips...

"I want to go outside...please Ramu Kaka take me for some shopping...I promise that I won't be a nuisance", Khushi was whining like a child, tugging at Ramlal's arm. From morning she had everyone walking on hot coals around her, by throwing a tantrum. It seemed she had promised herself to make every staff member's life miserable if they won't do as she had asked them to. And right now she was tagging along Ramlal, like a toddler, trying to grab his attention. "Let me ask Arnav then, I'll take you", Ramlal said exasperatedly. "No, don't ask him...he won't give permission", she pouted...

"What kind of permission?", a voice drawled from the doorway. "Talk of the devil", she muttered under her breath. Pasting a smile on her face she turned on her heels. Arnav was striding towards her, his powerful body rippling in the brown three piece suit and his face exuding health and a vitality. "Hi Arnav", she adopted a cheerful tone and almost flew towards him, her arms spread in welcome.

Loosening his tie with one hand, he almost threw the briefcase on the lounge chair, a calculating expression on his face at seeing a cheerful Khushi approaching him. "How was your day darling?", Khushi asked throwing her arms around him in a bone crushing hug. "What are you doing?", he hissed looking above her head at Ramlal who was trying his utmost not to laugh at his predicament.

"Embarrassed honey...you will be if you won't agree on taking me to shopping", she lifted her mouth to whisper in his ear. "Save your threats for later princess...I am not taking you anywhere", he gave her a push but she refused to release him from her chokehold. "You have to otherwise...I would start removing my clothes here...infront of everyone", she said gleefully. "Save your breath...I am not taking in your threats", his body stiffening, he threw away her hands from around his neck.

"Then don't say that I didn't warn you", she drew away, twin devils dancing in her golden eyes. He threw a bored look towards her and wrapped his arms at his chest, as if to say do what you want to do, but I won't say yes. Raising her chin challengingly, she started to unbutton her jacket, then shrugged it off her shoulders. The bored look vanished from Arnav's face to be replaced by comical disbelief.

"Stop it Khushi", he bit out, his arms now at his side, fists clenched, his jaw working spasmodically, trying to reign in his anger. Khushi could feel his temper climbing, the vein pulsing in his temple, the muscles in the neck tightening with control and his face gaining a ruddy hue. That gave her a kind of tiny satisfaction; that she could move him, shatter his control. He was like a cornered lion, defeated yet prideful...

"Yes or no", she asked, now removing her stockings. Ramlal had already left, but the staff members had gathered around them, the men gawking at her striptease and the women, whispering to each other in conspiratorial tones. "I am your mistress aren't I? Arnav Singh Raizada...and a mistress has more rights than a wife", bitterness had crept in her tone. It took him exactly two seconds to react, hauling her off her feet he threw her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and headed towards his bedroom in the upper storey...

Bounding the stairs two at a time, Arnav threw open the door to his room and toppled a squealing Khushi on the bed. Bouncing on the soft mattress she got up on her knees to be thrown back again on the bed. "How dare y...what are you doing?", her voice caught in her throat as she saw him removing his tie. "Scared princess", he taunted, shrugging out of his waistcoat.

"Stop it right there", she scrabbled back, suddenly afraid of the violence emanating from his face. "Quit the maiden act princess...why be afraid...we have done it before haven't we?",snapping the belt off his waist, he held it one hand and prowled towards her. "What are you going to do...beat me?", she asked skittishly, her eyes flitting between his face and the belt...

"What do you think?", he cocked his head to the side. "I don't know", she answered nervously then squealed as he dragged her body across the bed, caging her beneath him. In the next instant he had her beating fists tied by looping the belt around her wrists. "You b*****d, you filthy s***e", satisfied that he wasn't going to beat her, Khushi let loose a string of curses to be eventually cut off by the tie, that he wrapped around her mouth...

Defeated, Khushi glared angrily at him. "Now listen to me you hell-cat...I will take you outside today...but not for shopping". She arched her brows questioningly to which he replied by smoothing her hair from her brow. "I will take you to visit your father in his cell...you won't have to do anything but to comply with whatever I would ask you to say and do", he drawled, a twisted expression on his face. Khushi shook her head in negation, her eyes shooting sparks. "Now...now...princess...i am taking you outside as per your wish...so be a good girl and obey", he jeered. She shook her head again, violently.

"You can't say no", an unholy glint entered his eyes and he caught her jaw in a hard grip. Then smiling grimly he lowered his head and whispered into her ear, "Do you want to see your mother alive or not?". "Mmmph...nnnpmh", Khushi tried to scream but to no avail. "Never disobey me again princess...it won't do you any good...remember I have always got the upper hand over you", he trailed his lips over the sensitive chord of her neck. Something dangerous and extremely pleasurable exploded inside Khushi and she helplessly arched her neck, her legs moving restlessly beneath him...

"Will you do as I say?", he hissed, biting at the vulnerable place where her neck joined the shoulder. Oh God what is he doing? Why the hell does he make my resolve crumble everytime he touches me? she thought nodding her head in agreement, her hands twisting with fear and frustration in her bindings. "Good girl", he mocked, removing his tie from around her mouth. As soon as her hands were unfastened she latched them around his neck, trying to squeeze the life out of him. But he swatted them as effectively as someone would to a housefly.

"No, you don't", twisting a hand in her hair, he yanked her head back so brutally that tears popped in her eyes. "I hate you", gritting her teeth, she glared at his harsh profile. "What do you hate the most princess...the fact that I am a man or you cannot resist me however much you loathe me", grabbing her shoulders he shook her as if someone would to a particularly stubborn child. "I abhor the way you treat me...you are just like other men...you have no control whatsoever over your sexual desires", she spat, her eyes flaming with bitterness.

"And how do I treat you...do I force you...abuse you...or grope you like other men...tell me princess...do I do these things", he shook her like a rag doll, until her teeth chattered and her head ached. "Stop it, she slammed her tiny hands on his chest, trying to push him away.

Grabbing her wrists in both hands he pushed her arms above her head,"Maybe I am like other men...maybe I can't control myself where you are concerned...but atleast be honest with yourself princess...we both share the same sexual attraction". "That's not enough", she hissed, struggling to free her arms from his wristhold. "Then what more do you want?", he was beginning to get angry. "I want you to let go of me...give me back my freedom", she asked desperately, laying her head back with a thud.

"Ah...that I can't do princess", he sighed, shaking his head in negation. "You are too precious a chess piece for me to let you go before the end of game", he bared his teeth in a wolfish smile. "You b****d...I said let go of me", she raged, her body arching in his hold. "Now...now watch your language princess", he was laughing, enjoying her plight as she raged and ranted, until she fell back on the bed, totally spent, tears of defeat seeping from beneath her closed lids...

"Listen to me princess...if you really want to see your mother alive then you have to surrender to me...otherwise", he let his words trail away on a threatening note. "Go to hell", she replied, opening her eyes to stare at him with corrosive hatred. The air was suddenly thick with danger, as his expressions changed from threatening to murderous.

"You think I am not capable of killing your mother", he said menacingly, sliding his hands around her throat and squeezing a little to emphasis his point. "Don't you dare", with the speed of lightening Khsuhi lifted her hand and a caught a handful of his hair. "And if I dare", he didn't remove his hands from around her throat, but stared at her challengingly. "I'll destroy you", she declared threateningly, sitting up on the bed and rubbing at the red marks that his fingers had left at her throat...

For a moment he stared at her with disbelief written across his face then throwing back his head he gave a hearty laugh. "I am not joking...I will really destroy you", she snarled, shaking his hands off her neck. "And pray tell me young lady how are you going to achieve this", his laughter under control he leaned towards her, eyes dancing with amusement.

"Someday...somehow I'll make you pay for all of this", she blurted, her breath heaving with anger. "Oh...I am shaking with fear...imagining that day", he mocked. "To hell with you", flustered she turned to get off from the bed but was hauled back into his chest. "Leave me...I am not in the mood to entertain you", she growled, tugging at his hands around her waist.

"Shh...don't fight me...otherwise you very well know what I am capable off", he threatened softly in her ear. "Don't...y...Ah", Arnav chose that moment to slid his hands across her breasts, squeezing the firm mounds through her dress and her angry retort turned into a delicious moan. "Kiss me", he whispered hotly into her ear. "No", she refused stubbornly. "I said kiss me", he commanded nipping at her earlobe and her body juddered. "No way", she tugged at his arms that were wrapped tightly under her breasts, her talons digging into his flesh...

"Let's see then, how long you are going to hold out on me", he gave an impatient growl. "I don't...no", she squealed as he threw her on the bed, then leaned over her back to tug at her zipper, when it got stuck; he impatiently caught a handful of her frock and ripped it off from her back. With the next flick of his wrist, his experienced fingers had tugged off her bra. "You sadistic swine", she shrieked, but it turned into a groan as he twisted her head aside and rewarded her with an open-mouthed kiss, taking into her curses and gasps...

"No", she shook her head in panic, but he clamped a hand over the back of her head and forcing her lips apart, moved his tongue inside with a shocking carnality...

Her body froze and her senses shattered like broken glass, pinching her mind with their sharp edges...

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