#2 Arshi FF - Sealed With Your Kiss/Chapter 41&42/(Pg-86&87)/U - Page 17

Very intense chapter...Arnav and Khushi both are stubborn and headstrong personalities. I am happy to hear that Shashi is worried about Khushi more than him. Arnav determined to make Khushi submit but she is hanging out there strongly. Only the physical tension bring them closer. So Khushi's mother knows who is Arnav. Don't understand why is he taking her to meet her father.

Just read both parts n i must say they were so intense both are equally attracted n trying to break eachother but i think arnav will succeed as he has her parents n their fate is in his hands according to him so how much she resist but at the end he will be winner I think.

Need to get in touch with my sinister side and only your Arnav and Khushi can get me there...Jaldi please 😈

Chapter 23

Monster In The Mirror

My pillow has become a pool of tears,
the truth has become my fears.
The soul within becomes scarred,
as I live alone behind these imaginary bars

I look into the mirror and see it there,
the monster in there is what I fear.
Hiding there unseen behind the mask of my life,
waiting for me with its bloody knife.

Jumping up high, holding on tight,
not seeing the light, not knowing what's right.
Beyond scared when this curse has been foretold,
is not the last thing one wants to behold.

Not knowing what's left to do,
I stab my heart and cut it in two.
Cutting the two lives within me in half,
The one I don't want and the one I can never have.

As the life drains from my soul,
living without love had taken its toll,
The burning and yearning in my heart,
did nothing but pull my life apart.

In the end I know what must be done,
in order for my soul to be won.
I must shatter this mirror, forever unseen,
or my soul will remain forever unclean.

~Don't get my personality and my attitude twisted, because my personality is me and my attitude depends on you~

Arnav kissed Khushi as if he would draw her soul through his lips, leaving her empty. He sucked at her lips and bit them as if he wanted to crush her, shatter her just like he was destroying her self-respect and pride. His touch reminded her that she was his enemy's daughter, every time he f**ked her he took a little part of her soul with him...

It was a war between them where one opponent try every dirty trick to demean the other, an extreme torture of senses, the sex was a tool used by him to humiliate and degrade her...

Khushi wriggled tiredly in his grasp. She was exhausted and was finding it hard to fight him. She was near surrnder, she thought and everything inside her shattered with that corrosive realization. The words bubbled forth, falling from her lips, "I hate you...I hate you. Afraid of her defeat a static burst of energy hit her and her body surged in his grip, her hands raining blows on his powerful chest. But he caught her easily, one hand tightening it's hold in her hair to keep her where she was, the other hand grasping her chin mercilessly, while his mouth plundered her lips in a savage move.

Her heart aching with the pain of her plight and eyes burning with tears of shame Khushi responded helplessly, hating him, cursing him but pouring her whole being into that kiss...

"My...my...someone is really horny..., he said, laughter on his breath. "Don't you dare kill my mother, there was a note of desperation in her angry tone.Fleetingly, something like agony moved in his eyes, but in the next second it vanished leaving them blank save for lust. "You are in no condition to threaten me, He spoke in a dangerously soft tone, silently caressing her cheek with the back of his hand like a winner savoring the trophy of his victory...

"If you think that I will surrender this time then think again, she continued to stare challengingly into his eyes, trembling fingers seeking his hair, the only hint of vulnerability about her. His grip tightened on her arms, an expression of diabolic hatred flashing across his face, he threw her on the bed...

Her chest heaving, cheeks flamed with desire she scrambled backwards suddenly afraid of the ruthless intent blazing from his eyes. Khushi tried to get up but her attempt to escape was thwarted as Arnav rolled her on her front and dragged her across the bed, caging her body between his arms and legs. "This time princess...this time, his tone was threatening. In the next move he had tugged at frock, exposing her lower body. With one smooth move he had ripped the delicate lace of her panties apart...

Her heart thumping like a drum, she tried to elbow him in the ribs but Arnav twisted her arms behind her back. She cursed, feeling unhinged with the unwilling but brutal desire that roused inside her with the speed of lightning. "I know princess that you like being forced by me...don't think that I don't know it, he jeered.

"Damn you...no, she arched her body, as another bolt of desire hit her at his words. "You cannot escape me princess...or escape this, he announced mockingly, his fingers testing her wet readiness. "You are wet for me ...think how you will feel with me moving inside you, her cheeks flamed red at his scandalous whisper inside her ear. She was unable to see his expressions, look into his cruelly handsome face. But she knew with every fiber of her being that his was a practiced seduction forced to make her surrender. "Don't do this to me Arnav, she whispered brokenly. "What...this, his tone was angry as he shoved a finger inside her.

Khushi mewled, her eyes rolling backwards with pleasure. "Or this, he withdrew his finger and she felt a deep sense of loss at his withdrawal. Before she could call him he was back. Lowering the zip of his trousers, lifting up her buttocks, he shoved himself inside her. She gave an animalistic scream, her toes arching with hopeless pleasure, her spine lifting upwards, muscles straining and rippling along her shoulders, the fragile bones sticking out through the pale flesh...

Her knees gave way beneath her and groaning loudly, she fell back to the bed like a house of cards, all the struggle going out of her. "You like this princess...don't you, his teeth caught her earlobe...

Khushi gritted her teeth, biting her lips to hold back the words of surrender that wanted to tumble out of her mouth. His body was curved over her back, his hands holding her arms at her waist, every merciless thrust of his loins against her buttocks sending a jolt of pain along her shoulders. Her joints protested the brutal invasion as his hips pistoned and his manhood moved along her slick core, the slap of their bodies hitting together loud in the room. Khushi tried to raise her head from the bed but a hard hand clamped over the back of her neck, pushing her face into the bed spread...

She choked, her mouth opened and closed like a dying fish, broken whimpers escaping her lips. Arnav spread out her arms above her head, large palms covering the back of her hands, fingers twisting together, crushing her fragile bones into the mattress. She was vulnerable, her body crushed beneath his weight, hardly able to move, taking whatever punishment he dished out to her. His hands dug into her arms, before moving beneath her body to cover her breasts, squeezing and tugging at her turgid nipples...

Khushi felt like a fragile plant bowing under the storm of unwilling desire that he had unleashed in her. Like a steamroller he was crushing her willpower, punishing her for her insolence. But she didn't care at all. She was trapped in the catacomb of his carnal passion, dying with every breath but unable to escape the flames of sexual hunger that only his touch could stir in her...

Twisting her head aside, face arching up she moved her arms back and grabbed his head to mash his mouth with hers. He complied, his tongue aggressively plunging inside to match the thrusting motion of his lower body. Moaning into his mouth, she moved her hips back to keep up with his strong rhythm. His teeth bit her shoulder as her climax approached nearer and her whole body stiffened and tautened like a bow string...

I can't take anymore, her lungs screamed for absolution as his hand moved beneath her body, a finger stroking along her pleasure bud and something burst upon her, a desperate guilty feeling, scorching her flesh, twisting her insides, cauterizing her and shredding her into tiny pieces. "I surrender, that is the first and the last time that I surrendered, never again, she thought feeling as if someone had pushed her off a giant wheel, her senses floundering, body suddenly feeling cold and empty like a corpse as Arnav shuddered in the throes of his climax...

In one instant Arnav slumped over her, breathing heavily and in the next instant he had rolled off her...

He won't even know what I am planning, looking at his still form, Khushi smiled. He was lying on his back, with an arm thrown across his face, his chest moving rapidly with every heaving breath. And never will, she wiped the tears off her cheeks...

They say that once frostbite sets in it transforms quickly into gangrene, causing the skin to lose all sensation of pain. Then there is only one thing left that has to be done in order to see to the continuation of life...

And that is to amputate that part. She had amputated her feelings and there was no chance in hell that a man could touch her heart...

As she leaned on her elbow to anoint a moist kiss over his parted lips then his sweaty brow, her heart felt empty. He would never know that in my surrender was my victory...

Suddenly he lifted his arm away from his face, his hazel eyes clashing with her startled ones. "I know what are you thinking?, he declared shockingly. Khushi felt the bottom dropping out of her stomach...

Shocked she stared into his eyes for a minute second before recovering. "And what I am thinking?, smiling tautly, her heart suddenly hammering inside her ribcage, she trailed a finger from his temple to the corner of his lips. His hand moved like lightning and clamped across her wrist. "That how can you seduce me the next time, he raised a brow in inquiry. "Such arrogance Arnav Singh Raizada, she gave a short laugh suddenly feeling relieved that he knew nothing about her plan...

"Come here, hauling her over his chest, he wrapped his arms across her waist. Khushi settled calmly over his chest, her chin propped over one hand, while the finger of other hand played idly with his shirt collar. "You can't meet your mother now, you know that right, he lifted her chin, his gaze probing. "I know...I surrendered, pursing her lips, she gave a careless shrug.

"And you are okay with this, he asked fingering her wet lashes. "Did I have any choice left after you played dirty?, she questioned twisting her head aside to escape his touch, her tone filled with bitterness. "Look at me Khushi, in answer he turned her chin to face him, but she refused to meet his gaze, the fans of her eyelashes trembling over her pale cheeks, her lips swollen with his rough kisses. With his other hand he traced the contours of her small nose and trembling mouth before drawing her closer to plant a soft kiss over her lips...

She didn't struggle but responded well to his gentle kiss. "I only wanted that you should accept your feelings, he clarified softly. "I know...but it's just sex, she sighed, her fingernails scraping along the bristles of his five o'clock shadow. "How many couples are lucky enough to find this mutual attraction of ours...tell me princess?, he was asking, his eyes deep pools of seriousness.

"Maybe one or two or maybe none, she answered grudgingly, a frown appearing between her brows, her fingers now caressing his Adam's apple. "Exactly, that's what I am saying, he tapped her nose. For a moment she stared quizzically into his eyes then a strange smile broke over her mouth and she arched her head up to kiss him. "See it's easy, he whispered into her mouth.

"I have to take a bath, she mumbled, caressing the hairs at his temple. "I know, he nuzzled her nose. "Let me off then, she smiled, kissing his lower lip. "Then stop kissing me, he protested. "I am...not...kissing...you, laughing, she punctuated every word with a kiss. "You witch, he growled throwing her off his chest to lean powerfully over hers. "Now kiss me, he asked, his eyes dancing with merriment. Smiling, she raised her head and nipped playfully at his upper lip. "Vixen, he growled again, latching his mouth over hers. She kissed him back, her neck straining, her hands diving into his hair to hold his mouth hard over hers...

He molded her body along his frame, her breasts flattening against his hard chest. Khushi slid her hands to his shoulders, her fingers moving along his shirt collar to the topmost button. Before she could release the first button from it's hole, he drew back, his fingers suddenly clamping tightly over her wrist. "What happened?, Khushi asked, blinking her eyes in surprise, her mind disoriented with pleasure. "Nothing, he replied hoarsely, rolling away from her body...

"Don't say nothing...something happened isn't it?, she inquired, tapping at his arm which he had thrown across his eyes again. "Why don't you let me touch you?...why don't you remove your clothes during sex?, she insisted, giving a mighty tug to his arm. "Leave it Khushi, flinging her hand away he got up on the bed, his back turned towards her. "Arnav...this is not done, she fumed, scrambling on her knees, her tattered bodice held with one hand while the other hand extended towards him in inquiry...

"I said leave it Khushi, his voice sounded harsh like sandpaper. "Look at me, she said angrily, pulling at his shoulder. But he shrugged her hand away and got up on his feet. "Don't you dare leave like this...I want some answers, she retorted as he strode towards his wardrobe. But he totally ignored her call, his back still turned towards her, he opened the wardrobe and began rummaging inside...

"No, Arnav Singh Raizada...I am not some dimwit whom you can ignore like this, incensed at his behavior she scrambled off the bed and in two angry strides she was by his side. Holding his arm, she jerked him towards her and with her other hand she slammed the wardrobe door shut. "I am not bound to tell you everything about me, he bit out savagely, his face turned away from her, showing his harsh profile to her glowering eyes. "You know everything about me, why can't I?, she protested. But he refused to answer, his lips pursed in a thin line, a fist clenched at his side.

Khushi don't forget the plan, closing her eyes in frustration, she tried to calm herself then taking a huge breath she opened them again. Hesitatingly she took a step towards him. "It was you who said that it's not just sex...who asked me to surrender, drawing near him, until her feet touched the toes of his feet, she slid her hands over his muscled forearms. "Now it's you who is withdrawing...what should I think of it as...that you are no longer interested...you don't want me anymore...or I am just a pass time for you, she demanded, her hands now rubbing over his clenched fists, trying to prise his fingers open.

Shrugging off her touch, he took a step back."Maybe you were right princess, maybe it's just sex, putting emphasis on the word sex, he turned to open the wardrobe again. Then taking out a maroon shirt and brown dress pants, he slung a snowy white towel around his neck and headed towards the attach bathroom. "I am going to take a bath...you go and get ready in your room as well, his tone was dismissive...

"I'll see to it Arnav Singh Raizada that it won't remain just sex between us...time to call the psycho Khushi, murmuring under her breath she glanced towards the bed and saw his coat lying in an armchair near it. Throwing a cautious glance towards the bathroom she tiptoed towards the chair and snatched the coat off it. Her fingers trembling with nervousness she rummaged through its pockets. As she started looking into the inner pockets the result of her search came out in the shape of a folded paper...

Disappointed, she was about to shove it back inside the pocket but then thought better of checking it once in case she found some important clue about her mother. It looked like a reciept of some hospital, but what was it doing in Arnav's pocket, she thought frowning. Maybe my mother is in a hospital, the thought flashed like lightning across her mind and alarmed she looked back.

It had no name to indicate what was it about but the etched words like "female patient and "room number 12 started dancing infront of her eyes and she felt faint with anxiety. The bas***d, she thought. All the time he was f**king her, her mother had been in a hospital and God knows in what condition. He will pay for this, she thought disgust and hatred rising inside her. Folding the paper she shoved it inside the pocket, then arranged the coat in the same manner in which it had been lying on the chair. Turning she caught her reflection in the wardrobe mirror and saw pure venegeance glinting into her eyes...

They say eyes are the mirror to one's soul...

And mine must be really warped, she thought, an eerie expression distorting her features...

"You look gorgeous, Arnav complimented. He was leaning in the doorway, his arms wrapped around his chest. "Thanks, Khushi said, casually adjusting the frill of her light peach designer shirt, covered with yellow and white daffodils. She had teamed up the shirt with white denims, gold hoops in her ears, matching gold bracelets, finishing the touch with a little mascara, kohl and a peach lipstick. "Angry with me princess, he had reached behind her, his hands on her shoulders. She glanced at their reflection in the mirror with him standing so tall above her etheral form, his broad and muscled body encased in a dark brown suit.

He looked like a tamed pirate with an aesthetically handsome face and a recently clean shaven jaw gleaming like oiled teak in the daylight. Something pinched in her heart, but she dimissed the feeling by leaning towards the mirror to check on her makeup. "I am not angry...just hurt, she narrowed her eyes at his reflection. Smiling, he lifted the hairbrush from the dressing table and began brushing her open hair with deliberate strokes. The job done he placed it back and lifted a bottle of perfume to spray delicately on her neck, behind her ears and her wrists. "This is not going to work on me, she shook her head in amusement.

"Maybe this will, he declared huskily, arms going around her waist to hug her from back. "Not even this, she husked back, leaning deliberately into his chest. Something wild and untamed moved into his eyes and he smoothed her hair away from her neck. Then bending his head, he kissed her nape. Gasping, her hands went to his arms around her waist, nails digging into his forearms as he trailed her neck in a series of open mouthed kisses...

"Still angry, Arnav whispered hotly into her ear, his glittering eyes looking into her wide-eyed reflection. "Yes, she seethed, a kind of angry frustration written across her face at her helpless response. "You won't be...soon, he gave a short laugh, then sliding his hands on her hipbones, hauled her back. "This...you cannot escape this Khushi...just accept...that this desire has power over you, cradling her body into his chest, he snaked a hand around her neck, his fingers moving back and forth over her throat and chin.

"I already surrendered...don't you remember...what more do you want me to accept, her throat suddenly gone dry...she was beginning to breathe heavily as fresh arousal pulsed through her veins, causing her to wriggle her pelvis in a helpless move. She knew he was aroused as well, the proof of it was digging into her buttocks. "Accept it that you are mine...mine to possess...mine to discard, one hand still at her neck, the other moved to cover her crotch, pressing her tightly into his arousal...

Her brain short-circuited, the heat emanating from his palm at her front and his rigid arousal at her back making her senseless. She felt trapped, her eyes staring into his passion fuelled gaze in the mirror like a gazelle caught under the headlights of a car. No, my plan...he can't do this to me...I shouldn't become weak, she thought horrified at her display of weakness. "Accept, that you love me princess, he dropped the bombshell with his next words...

Khushi stared at him aghast, her mouth falling open in astonishment. Momentarily frozen, she looked at his arrogant profile, trying to look into the meaning behind his words.The gal of the man, she thought, snapping her mouth close. He won't be able to destroy my plan with one arrogant declaration...I won't let him...go with the flow Khushi...go with the flow, she thought taking a calming breath. "And what makes you so sure that I love you, Arnav...Singh...Raizada, she purred, turning on her panther-like charm. "Ah...so you are accepting that you love me, he lifted a mocking brow. "No...the fact is not that I love you...it's about what makes you so sure that I love you, she shook her head exasperatedly. "This, he rubbed a finger across the hammering pulse in her neck.

"And this, he caressed her trembling lips then followed the drop of sweat to her cleavage, covering her heart with a large palm. Her heart seemed to stop for a second, and then it picked up its beat. "You are perspiring even when it's freezing outside...when I come near you...your heart starts to hammer...your pulse starts to beat like mad...what is it if not love princess, he inquired, shaking her, his hands biting passionately into her shoulders...

"That's called chemical reaction...handsome...my body is just reacting to your touch...that's it, she snorted, shrugging out of his touch. "No it's not, he shook his head vehemently, his narrowed eyes locked with her stubborn gaze in the mirror. Khushi shuffled uneasily beneath his piercing gaze, which seemed to be looking through her core to the black heart, she was hiding under her ribs. Then something dangerous and unholy passed through his face and he hauled her back into his chest, wrapping an arm around her neck to grasp her chin with two merciless fingers, while the other dug under her breasts

"I may not know what is going through that pretty head of yours...or what are you feeling right now, he began menacingly and her body shivered unconsciously in his grip. "But just remember one thing Khushi Kumari Gupta that if you ever tried to betray me...I will cut out that heart of yours and will personally feed it to the dogs, he continued in the same threatening tone. She could see the ruthless gangster reflecting in his eyes, the one who could kill and torture without batting an eyelash. "I won't, she replied fearfully, shaken to the core at his savage transformation. "You better, a predatory gleamed had entered his eyes. His nostrils flared, before he turned her in his arms and crashed his mouth over hers...

It wasn't a gentle kiss from any angle and it also lacked passion and sexual attraction. It was a kiss of possession, of domination as if he was stamping his ownership all over her body...

A kiss of obsession...

Khushi gasped as Arnav shoved her body to the nearest wall, his hands diving into her hair to angle her head better under his ravenous mouth. Helpless under his onslaught, she whispered incoherent words, despite the initial outrage. She could taste the blood on her tongue as his teeth savaged her lips but she continued caressing his back to calm the raging beast that was running inside his veins. His mouth plundered hers, while his hands explored her body greedily, as if imprinting the contours of her body in his memory. Blood pounded in her veins, desire thundered inside her body, there was a deafening roar inside her ears. Her flesh felt like melting hot wax beneath his rapacious touch and she felt suffocated with the intensity, her loins catching fire with his arousal, as he grinded his pelvis into her lower body...

Then as soon as Arnav had started the kiss he broke it off, flinging her away from him with a savage expletive. "God, you witch, he dove his hands into his hair, disheveling them, his eyes excusing. Her body almost crumpling beneath her weight, she leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, her makeup destroyed, looking ravished...

"Who started it?, she croaked. "I know...I know, he helplessly tugged at the strands of his hair. A wave of hatred rouse inside her at the thought that he could make her lose control, and she threw a venomous gaze at his back, as he turned towards the door to head outside. "I am going...come meet me in the driveway in fifteen minutes...and don't forget to renew your makeup, he threw at his back...

Khushi's knees gave way beneath her as soon as Arnav exit the room. I am not weak, she thought wiping angrily at the tears that seemed to have a will of their own as they rolled down her cheeks. I will die but I won't cry, rubbing her cheeks she got up on her feet, her legs shaking. On trembling feet she headed towards the bathroom. After washing her face, she renewed her makeup.

Bending down she stared into her reflection which looked pale like a ghost. "I am not your possession Arnav Singh Raizda and I won't become your obsession, muttering under her breath she pinched her face to give color to her pale cheeks. "Just wait and watch, straightening up she headed outside, her gait confident and determination stamped over her features...

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Dare I say that I have some magical powers owning you some cause I demanded and you delivered!

This was exactly what I was craving for. This erotic cat and mouse game! These two have been playing for sometime now and still no winner in sight. Well no actual winner even though our protagonists seem very confident in themselves. A mistake on both ends and I'm dying to know who will suffer first from the consequences of underestimating their opponent.

The warning Arnav gave Khushi towards the end tells me that he knows that something's up. Her surrender must have caught him off guard even if he hasn't voiced it. Or at least I hope that he isn't buying into it.

Khushi's plan of tricking him into believing her surrender isn't bad as long as she can keep it up. But she is already faltering and has to give herself pep talks to keep going. She actually sounded genuinely concerned and interested in knowing why he won't let her touch him or be naked in front of her. I am sure that threw off both of them for a second.

I'm not sure what to make of their post coital lovey dovey cuddling session. It was so cute. So unlike ANYTHING related to them. They almost seemed like a normal totally in love couple sharing some precious moments. Is this what could happen when both their guards are down temporarily? Because it's beautiful.

I don't know who to root for here anymore. Initially it was definitely Arnav because of everything he has endured and Khushi was presented as such a brat. Oh she still is but there is more to her personality now and I don't want her to surrender to the devil that's inside Arnav.

Continue to keep me on my toes, will ya!

Wooowowww

I hope khusi doesn't do something stupid which lead her in more trouble as atleast she is living in his house n if by chance he get the wif of her plan than no one can protect her from his wrath.

Great to see you updated this story. 😛
Very beautiful written chapter. Love the little normalcy between them.
Both of them are very stubborn, wonder will they ever accept their feelings even to themselves. Khushi is definitely not weak here, yes she surrendered but I have a feeling that she will hurt him badly. Even arnav have some idea of what she is trying to do but will that help him, he is already losing control and what's the mystery that he always covers himself?
Is he hiding the brutal scars of the past??

I'm very eager to know what will be their equation once all the secrets will be out in open.
Can't wait to see what happens next.
Please update as soon as possible. 😭

Loved part23 👏
Khushi not ready to give up. Eager for the next part.