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Now, Arnav and Khushi were lying in each other's arms, satiated from their love-making for now...
After a long silence Arnav said, "Tomorrow I'm going for an office check.
"An office check? Khushi asked.
"Yep I normally do it once in a while to make sure that my employees are working efficiently. I go into office pretending to be an employee from another branch of AR Designs, working to complete a project in sync with his branch. Whilst being there I personally get to see how efficiently everyone is working. And of course anyone who is lacking or isn't doing their work will get fired later.
"Ahhh, Khushi took in this new information.
"I haven't done the check in a while ever since I got your case to be precise. So an office check is long due, he said.
"Hmmm... Can I come too? Khushi asked out of nowhere.
"You want to come? he asked, surprised.
"Yes... Do you not want me to? I mean... will it be a disturbance if I come? she asked hesitantly, playing with the hair on his chest.
"What kind of question is that Khushi? How can you ever be a disturbance for me? Your presence is always my strength. So it's decided. You're coming with me tomorrow, he said.
"Okay! Khushi replied enthusiastically.
She always loved going to places with Arnav whether that was office, shopping or just the market. Whenever she went out with him, she felt content, safe and confident. She still couldn't believe that this man was her husband now. And that was definitely one of the main things that made her feel so proud. That this Greek God with a beautiful heart was hers.
The next morning, they both went into office, side by side, both pretending to have come from a different branch of AR.
Literally just as both of them had taken a few steps into the building, a girl in a very short dress, her cleavage pulled down to reveal the majority of her breasts, walked up to Arnav, placing a hand on his chest seductively whispering, "Hi sexy! I missed you!
Arnav's face showed no emotion while Khushi fumed seeing another woman's hand on HER husband's chest.
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Khushi felt like tearing that girl apart for touching Arnav!
And on top of that, Arnav wasn't even doing anything to stop her!
Just as she was about to rip the girl's hand off her husband, Arnav took her hand off his chest saying, "Let's just get down to business Lavanya, with a blank face.
Lavanya my foot!' Khushi fumed. How the hell did he even know her name! Wait. Why did he even remember her name? Urgh! She just felt like digging out that Lavanya's eyes for eyeing her husband! And her stupid husband was doing nothing to calm her anger.
"Of course baby you know I'm always ready to give you everything you want. She winked seductively at him.
Baby?! Now she was calling her Arnav baby?! That bloody bit**!
Khushi glowered at her husband, as though demanding an explanation. But she got none.
In fact, he wasn't even looking her way. With an expressionless face he said to Lavanya, "Please lead the way.
All this while, Arnav was trying to sneak glances at his wife discreetly and trying very hard not to smile.
His wife was smoking hot when she was jealous so when the opportunity presented itself how could he just let it go?
He could see from the corner of his eyes how she fumed when Lavanya wrapped her arms around his biceps and walked them to the conference room.
Khushi followed, feeling like breaking something badly.
When they got into the conference room, Lavanya turned to Khushi with a fake smile and said, "You should go to Pam and get the details from her, while I discuss the project with Arnav here.
Khushi could clearly see that this woman in front of her was trying to get rid of her so that she could spend time alone with Arnav.
"Actually, I think I'm okay to stay with my husband and discuss the details with you. The more the merrier right? Khushi said, without smiling back.
Lavanya was taken aback hearing the word husband.' She clearly hadn't known that Arnav was married.
But then after a few seconds, she smirked. Married men were even more fun anyways.
Khushi just wanted to scratch that smirk off her face.
Soon they all got to work on the fake project. Arnav had his laptop open in front of him while the two girls were sitting either side of him, much to Khushi's dislike.
She didn't fail to notice that Lavanya purposely rubbed her shoulder against his shoulders at times. She let her hands accidentally' touch his she was playing all sorts of tricks to seduce Arnav.
Although Arnav hadn't reacted to any of her advances positively, it hadn't missed Khushi's notice that he didn't ward them off either.
The last shred of her patience was lost when she saw Lavanya about to brush her breasts on his bicep.
Before Lavanya could touch him again, Khushi shot up from her seat, making both Arnav and Lavanya look up at her Arnav in relief and Lavanya with surprise/shock.
"You bit**! Khushi stormed up to Lavanya's side and pulled her up to a stand harshly. "How dare you try and seduce my husband?!
"He is mine! Lavanya spat back. That was it. Khushi grabbed hold of Lavanya's hair in an instant and pulled hard, making her screech.
Arnav almost felt sorry for Lavanya. Almost being the key word. Although Arnav had let the drama go on to make Khushi jealous, even he had started feeling very uncomfortable towards the end. Especially when Lavanya continued to advance towards him even after knowing he was married. If Khushi hadn't reacted in that second, then he certainly would have.
"You witch! How dare you touch my husband?! Khushi continued to pull her hair and scratch her beautiful face with her sharp nails. "You bloody wh**e! With one last pull, Khushi pushed her out of the conference room and closed the door on her face literally. The force probably broke injured the girl's nose. "This is what you get for lusting after a married man! Khushi shouted through the door.
Locking the door, she turned to Arnav almost predatorily. "And you...
Arnav stepped back as she stepped forward, knowing that he was in trouble. Although he was a little apprehensive, he couldn't deny that he was enjoying this.
"That bit** was touching you and you were standing there like nothing was happening. You were enjoying it weren't you? You! Khushi took the telephone from the table and threw it right at his face.
Luckily he bent down and let it crash against the wall.
"You. Are. The. Worst. Husband. Ever. You. Let. Another. Girl. Touch. You. Even. When. Your. Wife. Is. Right. Next. To. You! She threw whatever came into her hands at him as she uttered each word. Luckily for him, he managed to dodge all them missing some only by centimetres.
When she finally ran out of things to throw, she strode up to him furiously. And when she saw that hint of a smile on his lips that was it.
She started hitting his chest, letting her frustration out. "You're mine! How dare you let her touch you! I hate you! I hate you! Urgh!
Seeing her go out of hand, Arnav finally grabbed her hands, to stop her hitting him.
But even then she refused to give up. She struggled in his arms angrily.
"Wild cat, he murmured before crashing his lips on hers heatedly.
She didn't respond, stilling writhing and arching to get out of his grip.
He pulled her into him more as he kissed her passionately, showing her that his desire was only and only for her.
When she still didn't respond, he bit her lip, making her gasp, effectively giving his tongue access to every nook and corner of her mouth.
Soon enough, she too responded hotly, their tongues fighting for dominance in this kiss filled with anger and possessiveness.
Running out of breath Khushi pulled away from the kiss, stepping out of Arnav's arms.
So what if he kissed her like she was the only woman in the world? It didn't mean that she wasn't still angry!
As she made to turn towards the door, Arnav pulled her back and unzipped her dress yes guys, Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada was wearing a modern, yet modest dress for this office check. Arnav wanted her all the time as it is add on some sexy legs on show, a figure hugging dress and a cute angry nose oh boy!
Arnav couldn't get her out of her dress quick enough while Khushi struggled to keep her desires under control and push him away.
But the minute Arnav's lips found her neck, his one hand cupping her bare breast and the other holding her hip, rubbing himself against her sensually, she was a goner.
The next few minutes went by in a frenzy... She found herself up against the wall, her legs wrapped around his waist as he thrusted into her with a speed she barely recognised. She bit down on his shoulder, digging her nails into his back as he pounded into her with an insatiable hunger.
The conference room was filled with screams and shouts, and moans and groans, as they both rode out their craving for each other for now...
When they finally came back from their high, Khushi unwrapped her legs from him and got down to get dressed. "This doesn't mean I'm not angry at you anymore. What you did with that girl was unacceptable and just some hot sex doesn't let you off the hook, she said as she walked away, picking up the file and walking out of the door as he was left gaping at his wife.
"Fu**! Why does she have to be so damn sexy when she's angry? All I want to do is be inside her again! Arnav thought to himself, shaking his head.
Ready to do anything to woo his wife again, he walked out of the conference room five minutes later, only to be boiling in rage at the sight that met his eyes.
His wife was standing by another man's cubicle, smiling as the man was clearly flirting with her!
Gritting his teeth, his fingers curling into fists he strode towards them.
As he got closer he heard what the man was saying to his Khushi.
"Aww Khushiji, you know if you need anything then I'm more than happy to help you out! After all, who can deny a beauty like you? he smiled.
Arnav wanted to punch that man for daring to even look at his wife, let alone flirt with her!
Even when he stood right next to them, neither of them even bothered to turn to him. He didn't care about the dimwit, but even Khushi didn't turn towards him. It was as though he didn't even exist! Damn her!
"Khushiji, how about we discuss this over a cup of coffee? Or maybe even lunch if you're up for it? he asked, his dimples flashed as he smiled charmingly.
"Oh why not Nanheji? Khushi replied cheerfully, completely ignoring her husband who was fuming next to her. "Why don't we go for that coffee now?
"Khushi! Arnav called out, unable to stay silent any longer.
"Hmm? Khushi answered disinterestedly, making Arnav even more angry.
"Come. With. Me. Now. Arnav punctuated his words, trying his best not throw his fist at the man in front of him.
"Can't you see I'm busy with Nanheji? Why don't you finish your part of the project first? she answered, adding fuel to the fire.
"Khushi. I said now, his voice almost threatening.
"Chill man, can't you see she doesn't want to come with you right now? You can speak to her later, NK spoke for Khushi.
"You stay out of this! Arnav pounced. Turning to Khushi, he said, "Khushi come now.
"But Before she could finish Arnav grabbed hold of her hand, ready to take her with him.
But then a hand landed on top of his own as he was about to turn.
"You heard her man. She doesn't want to come with you, NK told him, concerned for Khushi.
"Let go, Arnav warned in a low tone.
Seeing her husband's face turn dangerous, Khushi knew that it would be best to backtrack now, or else who knows what would happen to poor Nanheji.
"It's okay Nanheji, I'm fine, she told him smiling.
"No Khushiji, he's forcing you. We shouldn't just let these kinds of people go, he said, refusing to let go of Arnav's hand.
That was it. Who was he to stop him from touching his own wife?!
*Punch*
Arnav threw his fist at NK's face with a force that broke the poor man's nose.
Khushi gasped, "Arnavji what are you doing?! Let him go!!! Khushi felt terribly sorry for NK. She'd purposely gone out of her way to make Arnav jealous to give him a taste of his own medicine. But she'd never thought that her innocent attempt to rile up her husband would lead to the assault of this harmless man.
"Who the hell are you to tell me that I can't take MY wife with me? Arnav said to NK, his eyes spitting fire.
"Wife? NK murmured to himself, feeling disorientated in pain as Arnav dumped Khushi on his shoulder while walking towards the elevator.
Khushi knew that she was in deep trouble as Arnav strode away with her, not saying a single word to her. Despite the lack of words, the way his body was shaking in anger spoke for him. He was pissed. Like hell. And that's why she didn't even try to protest against him when he chucked her over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes.
It was only a minute later when he took her into his private cabin that she realised where he was taking her.
Their secret hiding place.
The place where they'd spent months in hideout when he'd been protecting her from both Shyam and L75. The place that had witnessed so many of their firsts... The place where they'd confessed... The place where they'd kissed... The place where they'd come so close to making love...
The second they stepped out of that elevator into their second home, Arnav shouted, "What the HELL were you doing down there?!
Although Khushi was slightly frightened by his anger, she didn't show it on her face.
"What did I do? Khushi replied, acting innocent.
And that only increased Arnav's anger. "You KNOW what you did! You were flirting with that bast***! You even fuc***g said yes to going out with him! What the hell were you bloody thinking?! he yelled stepping towards her.
"He was just asking for coffee. Stop making it bigger than it is, Khushi replied nonchalantly as she stepped back.
"The hell I am! He was asking you on a bloody date and you said YES! he bellowed, still stalking her.
"WELL AT LEAST HE WASN'T TOUCHING ME ALL OVER THE WAY YOU LET THAT CHUDAIL TOUCH YOU! Khushi yelled back, her patience finally breaking.
How dare he shout at her when he'd done worse? If he was angry, then she was double angry!
"I DON'T CARE!!! He grabbed her arms and shook her, "YOU'RE MINE DAMN IT!!! his voice echoing off the walls.
She grabbed his collar towards her, "AND YOU'RE MINE DAMN IT!!! her voice came out equally loud.
They both stood there glaring at each other for a whole minute.
The next second, Arnav pushed her on the bed, making her squeal as she fell back.
Before she could react, he arrested her hands on either side of her head and bit down on her breasts without warning, making her cry out.
Feeling irritated by the clothes that stood between them, Arnav released her hands for a second, only to rip her dress in two, revealing her naked skin to him, the only clothing on her body being her bra and underwear.
Without waiting another second Arnav bit down on her now naked breasts, sucking and licking, claiming them his. "Mine! he growled as he devoured her assets, her body writhing underneath his while she moaned uncontrollably.
He was marking her wherever he could, when abruptly he found himself on his back with Khushi on top, straddling him.
This time she ripped his shirt apart, sending the buttons flying across the room in several directions.
She bent down and bit down on his shoulder blade, making him groan out and squeeze her waist. She sucked and licked him, marking him as hers just the way he had marked her his...
"You're mine! she declared as she continued to brand him hers, messing with his senses. "No woman can you touch you like this except me, she asserted, as her hands travelled down to his prized possession over his trousers and squeezed, her lips sucking his nipples.
"Fu**! he grunted, as her hands went inside his pants to grab hold of him.
He rolled them back over, sucking at her neck as she rubbed him up and down.
He ripped her panties open and suddenly, both her hands were gripped by his as his mouth landed right on her core, making her let out a guttural moan.
As his lips and tongue worked their magic on her, she couldn't control her moans and groans, her body arching up in pleasure, her breasts begging for his touch.
When she felt herself near her climax, without warning, he stopped.
"Don't stop! she cried.
"Tell me you're mine! he demanded, his fingers pinched her nip****, making her whimper.
"Please! she begged for release.
"Say it, he commanded, pressing his fingers to her core, not moving them making her even more desperate for him.
"I'm yours! Only yours! she cried.
Before she knew it, she felt him plunge into her with a grunt.
He thrusted into her, hard and fast, "You're mine! Only mine! he declared, squeezing her breasts tight as she finally reached her orga***.
Only, he didn't stop when she did. He continued to pump in and out, starting to build up the momentum to another climax.
When they were close to their peak, Khushi rolled them back over so that she was straddling him.
She rode him fast as he squeezed her butt, his mouth finding her breasts.
She was moving at an insane speed, her nails sinking into his skin while he squeezed her butt tight. They were just about to hit their peak when suddenly, Khushi ripped herself off him and the bed, leaving them both feeling bereft.
"Fu**!!! Khushi come back! he felt frustrated.
"Tell me you belong to me! she ordered.
"Damn it! He knew she was playing the same trick that he'd played with him. But he just wanted his damn release!
"Tell me that you will never let any woman touch you ever again, she said.
"Khushi just fuc**** come back before I come and take you! he threatened.
"Tell me first! Khushi said stubbornly, though she herself couldn't wait to finish what they'd started. Only she knew how it took every ounce of her will to get up when they both were so close to their release.
"You asked for it! he warned as he got up, clearly ready to take her up against the wall again if need be.
Seeing him come for her, she ran to the bathroom and locked the door before he could get reach her.
He banged on the door, "Damn it Khushi! Open the door!
"Say it! she said through the door.
"Okay! he gave in. "Yes I'm yours and only yours! No woman has rights over me the way you do! And neither will I let any other girl within 5 feet of me ever again now come back to me woman! he felt so frustrated.
Satisfied, without wasting another moment, Khushi opened the bathroom door, only for her to be pushed against the wall instantly, Arnav entering her in one swift moment to fill the hunger that was consuming them both. Khushi welcomed the intrusion with a loud guttural groan.
He thrusted into her relentlessly, hard and fast, both of them a moaning mess.
"f**kKK!!!! KHUSHI!!!! Arnav grunted loudly as they both hit their orgasm at once.
"ARNAVJI!!! AHHH!!! Khushi moaned.
Minutes later when they finally got back to the bed, both laying on their backs catching their breaths, "Remind me to make you angry more often, both Arnav and Khushi said at the same time.
They looked at each other before bursting out with laughter.
Arnav rolled over and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer as he leaned on his elbow, his head supported on his hand.
"That was explosive, Khushi said as she snuggled up to him. "But I still can't believe you had your way with me in the conference room and I let you!
Arnav nuzzled her cheeks as he murmured, "Admit it, it was hot.
"Hmmm, Khushi blushed as she hid her face in his chest. It hadn't really occurred to her when they'd done it but now when she thought it through she couldn't believe that she'd allowed it to happen in a conference room in his office!
Arnav chuckled, seeing her hiding her red cheeks. Minutes ago she'd been a tigress, ready to claim what was hers and now she was like a purring pussy cat... Gosh he loved this woman with so many different shades...
"Hey Devi Maiyaa! Khushi suddenly pulled back gasping, remembering something.
"What's wrong Khushi? Arnav asked, concerned.
"There must have been cameras in there nah? Khushi panicked. "Hey Devi Maiyaa they must have caught what we did! And I was nake
Before Khushi could worry anymore Arnav asked, "Khushi do you really think I would do something like that without thinking it through?
She looked up at him so innocently that he couldn't help but take her into his arms, wrapping his arms tightly around her protectively. And Khushi obliged, seeking refuge in the one place she felt most safe in his arms.
Kissing her hair, he said, "Only yesterday, they found something wrong with the camera in that conference room so it was taken down. They're going to install a new one tonight so right now there's no camera there.
"Knowing how possessive I am, do you really think I would let someone see you like that even by mistake? he asked.
"I trust you Arnavji. But the circumstances just got me scared, she admitted.
He lifted her chin up from his chest so he could meet her eyes, "You are not just my wife now Khushi. You are my life now. If anything ever happens to you... Arnav gulped down the lump in his throat, "I will die.
Khushi instantly covered his lips with her palm, shaking her head. "Please don't say that Arnavji.
He gently took her palm off his lips and placed a soft kiss on it, "No Khushi, I'm serious. Every happiness that I have in my life right now is because of you. Without you, there is no meaning to my life. And I will protect you with my everything. Any problem that wants to take my wife down, has to cross Arnav Singh Raizada first. And I promise you that I will lay down my life to protect you and your honour.
"I know you will Arnavji. But I don't want you to lay down your life for me. I want to share your life with you. I want to love you, have a family with you, grow old with you, go through every up and down in life with you, and finally when we've fulfilled all our responsibilities I want to die with you, in your arms...
"We will Khushi. We will. I promise... he said, bending down to kiss her softly.
They lay their cuddling each other, just enjoying the feel of being one, when Khushi suddenly asked, "How did you know that girl's name?
Arnav almost smiled. He should have known she wouldn't let it go so easily.
"Which girl? he played innocent.
In response, Khushi just pinched him hard.
"Ouch woman! Don't forget that I'm your husband! he complained.
Khushi just glared up at him.
"Okay! Okay! he surrendered. He knew that she was probably going to blow when he told her the truth but he had to. "The last few times that I went for the office checks, she behaved the same way with me
"She what?! The bit**! I should just go down and Again, Khushi was ready to pounce on the woman that had dared to eye her husband. But before her anger could get the better of her, Arnav came to the rescue.
He shut her up with his lips.
Pulling away a few seconds later, "You don't have to be jealous Khushi. Because the only woman your husband wants is the woman that is right in front of him now, he said.
"I'm not jealous, she muttered lowly, pouting.
Arnav chuckled. She looked so. "I used to hate it when she came up to me. You know what my life was like then. Work. Work. And more work. There was no time for love, girls or any other commitment. In fact, I used to find her presence irritating. And I would make it clear that I didn't want her near. But the girl just didn't get it she tried again each time. Sometimes you learn someone's name, not because you like them, but in fact the exact opposite. That's what the equation is between me and Lavanya. The only difference today is that normally I would push her away, not paying a single regard to her feelings.
Khushi narrowed her eyes as she heard the last sentence. "Well you didn't seem to have any issues with her touching you today, she muttered.
"Did it occur to you that maybe I did that on purpose to make my wife not jealous, he quoted her words from before.
Khushi gaped.
"You did that on purpose?! If she was angry before, then she was raging now!
She was about to punch him in the chest but he caught it and quickly pulled her in so that their bare intimate parts were rubbing each other.
He whispered in her ear, "Seeing you hot and heavy with anger turns me on.
He rubbed his erect self against her as evidence.
A deep blush formed on her cheeks before she could stop herself. And that was it. She was once again back to being his purring pussy cat.
And Arnav was going to make her purr over and over with pleasure with his ministrations the whole day.
Office check and projects, completely forgotten to their desires.
Days were passing and Arnav and Khushi were happy as ever. Every day Arnav would go to office. Khushi would stay home and look after the house chores. Sometimes if she complained that she was bored he would take the day off and go out with her. Or if he was really busy, he took her with him to office and she helped him with the small jobs wherever she could.
They didn't forget to visit Buaji at least once a week. Arnav was so fond of her now. Staying in their house had really and truly brought them close to each other. He sometimes wished that his Dadi gave him at least half the love that Buaji showered on him.
Akash and Payal also visited often. They would have family get togethers at Buaji's house on a weekly basis and sometimes they would go out for the day.
It was as though they had all the happiness in the world.
However, there was just one problem.
Dadi.
Since that first day of their marriage, when Arnav had warned Dadi to back off from Khushi, she'd only turned nastier. But she was very discreet about it.
She would verbally abuse Khushi whenever Arnav was not home and Khushi being the respectful girl, didn't open her mouth to Arnav how the elderly lady was behaving with her.
Many times Hari Prakash had volunteered to tell Arnav but she'd stopped the man from doing anything. Arnav had enough to worry about with his workload. She knew how much it took for him to take time out from work to spend time with her. Being a CEO wasn't easy and she knew it. She didn't want to add on to his stress more by telling him about problems at home. It wasn't anything that she couldn't handle anyways or at least that's what she thought at the beginning.
Although she did her best to ignore Dadi's nasty words, it was all slowly starting to get to her. Hearing horrible things about her every day made her feel worthless at times, bringing her to the point of tears. Sometimes, she even felt like leaving the house hearing all the different names Dadi called her. She'd heard every word that a woman should never hear, from that lady.
But all of that would disappear when she was with Arnav. It was like being in a complete different world when she was with him. He filled her world with happiness to the extent that these few hours of torture became nothing. He loved her with his everything and showered her with more affection than any girl could ever ask for. And that's why she continued to stay resilient. For him. For them.
It was one of those days when Arnav had gone to work and Khushi was cooking lunch for him. She decided to surprise him at office, bringing him lunch. She was smiling thinking of the surprised expression that would cover Arnav's face when she would stand in front of him.
"You're going to give my grandson that disgusting food? Look at it! It's not even the right colour! You made it with your filthy hands and God knows how many different men those hands have touched! Dadi said, wiping off the smile on Khushi's face.
Khushi continued to cook, trying to ignore her words and gulping down the tears that threatened to escape her eyes.
"You probably didn't even wash those vegetables. You don't even know how to cook properly, she continued.
"No Dadi, I washed Khushi tried to defend herself only to be cut off.
"Shut up you lying piece of sh**! How would you know the ins and outs of cooking when you spend your time whoring around with men? I can't let my grandson each this dirt! Throw it away now! Dadi said.
"But
Without wasting another second Dadi knocked the pan off the cooker, making it crash down to the floor, the curry splashing everywhere.
Khushi couldn't control the tears that cascaded down her cheeks anymore.
"DADI!!! they heard a booming voice.
Khushi turned to see Arnav standing there fuming, seeing the scene in front of him.
Unable to hold herself back she ran over to him and hugged him, seeking solace from the one man who had become the centre of her universe.
But what shook her was the fact that he didn't hug her back even a minute later.
Slowly she looked up at him innocently, tears running down her cheeks.
"Go to our room, he said to her, no sign of the affection she would normally see in his eyes for her.
When she didn't move and continued to look at him, he shouted, "I said go to our room!!!
Khushi flinched at his harsh tone. She went up to their room defeatedly, her tears falling to no end.
He hadn't used that tone on her for a long time. Hearing it now after so long confirmed that he was more than angry at her.
When he knew that she had finally entered the room he turned back to Dadi who looked remorseless for her doing.
"Get out of this house. Now, he said calmly, shocking Dadi.
"What? Dadi thought she was hearing things.
"I said get out of my house, Arnav said.
Before she could open her mouth, "Hari Prakash! he called.
The servant came running to him. "Help Dadi pack all her things from her room. Quick.
"Arnav! Have you forgotten everything I've done for you? I took you in! she screeched.
"And that's the reason I'm going to bother to put you in an ashram where you'll have all the facilities that you'll need, he replied.
"You're going to kick me out! The woman who brought you up! For that filthy whor
"Careful Dadi! Arnav warned. "That woman upstairs is the only reason I kept you in this house all these months despite the way you treated her. Dadi was shocked. "Yes Dadi, I know exactly what has been going on. That woman that you have been calling names, my wife, didn't even breathe a single word to me about what you were doing to her. Do you know why? Because she respects you in spite of every reason you've given her not to. And that's why I love her.
"Normally I would destroy anything that even threatens to harm Khushi. But do you know why I didn't do anything all these days? Because I hoped Dadi. Deep down I hoped that you would change and see Khushi for what she truly is. That you would be able to accept her as the daughter in law of this house and coexist with us. But you proved me wrong. You destroyed my hopes. Just like always. And now I have no choice but to send you to the ashram. Don't worry, all your needs will be fulfilled there. I will make sure of it, he said.
When she tried to argue he said, "It would be good if you can move out yourself Dadi, with all due respect. I don't want to have the servants do it.
Without waiting for a response, he walked upstairs to his bedroom, leaving Dadi frozen.
When he entered his room, he saw his wife lying on the bed, her back facing him as she cried into the pillow, unaware that he'd entered the room.
"Get up, he said, making his presence known. "We need to talk.
Hearing his voice Khushi sat up, instantly wiping her tears.
"When were you going to tell me? he asked.
"It was just a one-off thing. This doesn't normally happen, she tried to cover up for Dadi as she still wasn't aware that he knew everything.
"How could you Khushi? he looked at her accusingly. "How can you lie to my face so easily?
She shook her head, "I'm not
"I know everything, he said, interrupting her.
Khushi was shocked.
"Do you really think that Arnav Singh Raizada won't know what's been happening in his own house Khushi? That I don't keep track of things while I'm gone to work? he asked. "I've known everything from the very beginning, he said, shocking her even more. "But I kept quiet for two reasons. One I hoped that Dadi would understand you over time and change her attitude. Two I was waiting for you to come and tell me, he said, glaring at her. "I waited and waited. But you never said a single word even after months.
"Did you not think for one second that your husband had the right to know when someone was harassing you, within our own home? Am I still a stranger to you Khushi that you couldn't confide in me? Have I ever made you feel like you can't talk to me about your problems? That I wouldn't trust you? That I wouldn't care about you? Tell me! he demanded with hurt and anger.
"Of course not Arnavji! I
"Do you know how it feels to hear about my wife's problems from another person's mouth when I should have heard it from you? Do you? he questioned, grabbing her shoulders. "It makes me feel like a bloody stranger in my own family damn it! he burst out.
Shaking her head, "Arnavji I didn't mean to hurt you. I
"Were you ever going to tell me? Arnav asked, cutting her off again, but searching her eyes.
Khushi was lost for words.
"I got my answer, he said, letting her shoulders go.
"Arnavji
"Don't talk to me, he said walking away to the bathroom, closing the door with a loud bang, making Khushi flinch.
She spent the rest of the day trying to get Arnav to talk to her properly. At first he refused to speak even a single word with her. But when she reminded him that he'd promised that no matter how big a fight they had, they would always talk to each other, he relented. But that didn't mean she was off the hook. He spoke to her in monosyllables which was almost as bad as him completely ignoring her.
The whole day, she tried to get him to speak to her properly but to no avail.
Since their marriage, this was their first real fight a nasty one at that. And Khushi just didn't know how to resolve it. Over these months, she had become so addicted to his affection, that one day without him showering his love on her made her feel empty.
On the other hand, Arnav was trying to hold on to his anger as best as he could. In the morning, when he'd seen Khushi with her tear-streaked face, he'd wanted to take her into his arms and protect her from everything. He'd wanted to console her tell her that it wasn't her fault. Tell her that she didn't need to be afraid of Dadi that he was there for her.
But he refrained from doing that. Because he wanted this to be the first and last occasion where she ever hid something like this from him. And for that, he needed to drill it into her head that the consequences will be bad, the next time she hides such things from him.
He knew her heart, and he knew why she hid this from him. But he couldn't help but feel an ache in his heart. He thought that they shared everything together, and yet here she was hiding things from him. He wouldn't have cared if it was something mundane, but this was his wife getting hurt time and time again. And she didn't think it was necessary to tell him. She knew that she was his everything but still she didn't utter a word. And the thought that even after everything they'd crossed together, she still didn't think she could share something like this with him, bruised him.
And so, to make sure she never does it again, he had to be strict on her. He had to force himself to ignore her apologies and tears for a while.
That night, although they both lied down on the same bed, Arnav made sure to keep a distance between them.
This would be the first day that they didn't touch each other the whole day after marriage.
But Khushi was not going to let it stay that way. She moved over to Arnav's side and forcefully laid her head on his chest, hugging him by the waist.
Arnav placed his hands on hers to remove them from him but then stopped when he heard a "Don't, from Khushi's cracked voice as she tightened her arms around him.
He gulped. He'd made Khushi cry so much today and only he knew how much his heart hurt with each tear of hers. But he consoled himself that he was doing this for the better good.
Although he didn't make a move to remove Khushi's hands from him, he didn't hug her back.
Neither Khushi nor Arnav were able to sleep so they just laid there in silence.
After an hour of laying wide awake, Arnav suddenly felt something wet on his bare chest. Instantly he realised that his wife was crying.
He felt his own eyes pricking with tears at her distress.
"I'm sorry Arnavji, please talk to me properly. I can't take this anymore, she cried on his chest.
"I know I've hurt you but I swear on Devi Maiyya that I didn't mean to. I wanted to tell you what was happening at home, but I knew that you would get angry at Dadi. Things were already bitter between the two of you and I didn't want to make it worse. No matter how she treats me, the truth is that she was the only family you had all these years and she took you in and gave you shelter when you needed it. How can I not respect her for that Arnavji? she said, looking up at him, laying her chin on his chest, eyes pleading him to understand her.
"And I didn't think it was anything big at first I simply ignored her words. It was honestly nothing. I didn't think it was serious enough for me to come to you about it. She would just say some words and I would just completely overlook it. It was only later that things started to get to me. But even then, no matter how upset I would be during the day, the minute you would come into the house, I would feel happy. Your presence brightens my life to an extent that I'd forget ever misery from the day... I don't know what else to say to convince you Arnavji, but I just didn't want to burden you with something that seemed so trivial to me, she tried to explain.
"Then why didn't you come to me when you realised that her words were affecting you? he asked, still not showing any compassion on his face although inside, he was melting.
"I just... I didn't want to spoil your relationship with her any further... Even though she was being horrible to me, she'd helped you in your worst time... And she's much older than both of us... I didn't want to be the reason of her misery nor yours... But in that process, it seems that I have put you in misery and I'm so sorry Arnavji. Please forgive me... Please just talk to me properly. I can't take it when you're so distant. When you don't talk to me properly. When you don't look at me affectionately, she cried.
And finally finally she felt him wrap his arms around her. She whimpered with relief, "I can't live without your love Arnavji! I can't!
"Shhh, he stroked her hair as she sobbed into his chest with the weight of the events of the day.
Rolling them over so that she was lying on her back, he leaned over her as she clutched his collar tight, as though she was scared that he would leave her.
Tenderly, he wiped her tears with his fingers.
"You always have my love Khushi, and you know that. Where would I go without my happiness? My Khushi? Huh? he questioned softly, making her cry. She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tight as she whimpered. Instantly, Arnav wrapped his arms around her petite body, and buried his face in the crook of her neck as she laid back down on her back.
"I love you so much Khushi. And that's why I can't take the fact that you've been hurting, all these months, he said into her neck. "I hate that you didn't think it necessary to come and tell me.
Khushi shook her head and opened her mouth to retort but he didn't let her. "Khushi I know why you didn't tell me. You're my wife. My other half. Don't I know your heart? he asked. "I know that your reasons for hiding this matter from me are valid. I really do.
He lifted up his head from her neck to meet her eyes, "But no matter how much I try to console myself with that, I can't help but go back to the fact that you hid something so big from me.
"I'm sorry, she whispered.
Arnav shook his head. "It's okay. It's in the past now, he said.
He cupped her cheeks softly, gazing into her mesmerising eyes, "But I want you to promise me something, he said.
Khushi waited to hear what he wanted.
"Promise me. Promise me that from this second onwards, you will never and I mean NEVER hide anything from me again. It doesn't matter if you think it'll make me angry, it doesn't matter if you think it will affect our relationship, it doesn't matter if you think it will make the whole damn world blow up. You. Tell. Me. Everything.
Khushi looked uncertain. "But what if hiding something will do us the better good? she asked, genuinely confused.
"Khushi remember when I said I was ready to marry you, but I told you I was still unsure of what the future holds? Do you remember what you said to me that day? You told me that marriage won't be easy. That we will have so many changes in life. You even said there might be times we will dislike each other. But you also said that marriage is about facing all of that together. And that's all I'm asking of you Khushi. No matter what it is, we will face it together. We may even fight over it but in the end we will sort it out as a mature couple. Together.
He leaned forward and placed his forehead on hers, his hands still cupping her cheeks, "Please Khushi. Promise me.
"I promise, Khushi gave in.
Arnav smiled and took her lips into his own in a soft kiss.
He felt her sigh into the kiss as he loved her lips sweetly.
Pulling away a little, he looked at her regretfully, "I made you cry a lot today na?
She nodded, pouting as she clutched his collar again.
"Sorry, he said sincerely. "I love you, he said as he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Better? he asked.
Khushi shook her head.
"No? How about now? he asked as he placed a peck on both her cheeks.
She shook her head again.
"And now? he asked as he placed a peck on her lips.
"No, she pouted like a child.
Laughing, Arnav then showered her face with kisses, not leaving a single place untouched on her soft skin, making her giggle.
But given the amount of restraint the couple had faced throughout the day it didn't take long for the light atmosphere to turn into a sexually tensed one.
"Hmmm, Arnav nuzzled Khushi's neck. "If I'm forgiven now, then can I please have my daily dose of love now? he murmured.
Khushi moaned, "Maybe if you do, then you can finally earn that forgiveness, she replied, equally eager to be one with him again. These days he wasn't the only one who was addicted to her like crazy she wanted him just as much too. If he'd become her caveman then she'd become his cavewoman too.
"Then what are we waiting for? he growled, rubbing himself against her desperately.
***
Arshi's life was settling beautifully. With Dadi gone there was nothing/no one to interfere in their lives. After so long, they finally finally found true happiness together.
Their lives fell into a routine. Arnav would go to office in the morning after his double breakfast both food and you know *blush.* Khushi would then cook lunch for him and send it to the office. Occasionally she would surprise him by going into office to give him lunch. And sometimes, they'd get so worked up that they'd end up spending lunch in the upstairs bedroom it really didn't help that the lift leading to it was inside Arnav's cabin itself.
Sometimes Arnav would take Khushi into office with him. If there weren't any small tasks, he talked her through his work if he had time, getting her involved with his work-life too.
When he would be back from office, he'd be greeted by a warm home, and a welcoming wife who would make all his stress fly away with her bright, loving smile. She would make him his favourite black coffee and do everything in her power to get him relaxed. Then, while she'd prepare dinner, he'd continue working. And that's it. After dinner time, he wouldn't touch his laptop thanks to his strict wife. After dinner, the night was always theirs. Sometimes they would make crazy love, while sometimes they would just watch a movie together. Or sometimes, they would just sit by the poolside and talk about everything and nothing.
Once the weekend arrived, Khushi always got super-excited. Because when the weekend arrived, she knew that Arnav would be purely hers for two whole days.
No matter how busy his job was, Arnav would always make sure that the weekends were exclusive of anything related to work. Sometimes that meant doing late-nights in the office and he happily did that so that he could dedicate the weekend to his wife and his extended family. And Khushi, being the understanding wife, would also join him. The days he did late nights she would simply stay with him in office or she'd venture off to the penthouse, waiting for him to arrive at his pace.
All these may be very small gestures, but they meant the world to Arnav. Before Khushi came into his life, he didn't have anyone to ask if he'd eaten or not, whether he'd slept or not, whether he'd taken his medication or not. But now, not only did he have someone waiting for him at home, but he had someone to encourage him in his career too. And he could only thank his Maa for sending this angel into his life to make it meaningful.
A few months after Dadi left the house, Arnav had an idea.
One day, they were both lying in bed satiated from their love-making, cuddling one another as they enjoyed the feeling of being together.
"Khushi?
"Hmm?
"Why don't we all live in one house? Arnav suggested.
"Who? Khushi asked.
"You, me, Buaji, Akash and Payal, Arnav replied.
Khushi looked up with happiness shining in her eyes at the thought. "Why didn't I think of that?! she exclaimed.
"Because I'm the best, Arnav said cockily.
"Laad governor, she poked his chest playfully. "It would be wonderful for everyone to live together, she said, elated with the idea.
But then her smile dimmed. "But Arnavji, she played with his chest hair as she spoke, "Are you sure you will be happy with this? I mean, you were so annoyed when we were back in Buaji's house because someone would always interrupt us one way or another. So do you think you will be okay with this? I don't want you to be unhappy later on... she said.
Arnav smiled, content to have a wife who cared so much about his likes and dislikes. "When I was at Buaji's house, I was your lover, he said. Then, pulling her closer in a sudden move, he continued, "But now, I am your husband. That time she wanted to keep an eye on us because we didn't have a true name for our relationship. But now, we are married. So even if I kiss you in front of her, Buaji won't say anything, he said, proudly.
"Arnavji! You and your shameless thoughts! Khushi complained.
"But you love it, he whispered back, biting her earlobes ever so slightly, making her shiver.
"Hmmm, she gave in. "Sooo you're really okay with this? she asked once again.
"Khushi, you are my world. My family. My life. This I knew a long time ago. But what I only recently came to realise is that in this small period of time, I've come to appreciate the little extended family we have too. After our marriage, slowly Buaji has creeped her way into my heart. She is like another mother for the two of us. Akash is like my blood brother he always has been but we never showed it to each other like we have been after our marriages. And Payal? She's become the sister that I never had, just like you've become for Akash...
"Khushi whenever we all meet up, I see the happiness on everyone's faces including mine. And I want that for all of us. Permanently. And the best way I can think of is to live together. Plus, in a house like this, there's plenty of room for everyone and plenty of space for privacy too. Just like us Akash and Payal would want privacy at times too, and there's no obstacles for that in this house. And Buaji? Why should she stay alone in her house when she can stay with all of us? It would be wonderful to have an older person with us to guide us and hold us don't you think? Arnav expressed his opinion.
Khushi nodded, tears of happiness rolling down her eyes seeing how much Arnav had changed since that first day she'd met him. That day he'd been so cold and now? He was the best husband anyone could ask for.
A few weeks later, Buaji, Akash and Payal moved into RM. They all became one big family. At first Buaji had been wary of living in her nieces' Sasuraal. However, Arnav then explained to her that she shouldn't care about society's opinion. This was for their happiness society be damned. And he also made her understand that he nor Akash had any family of their own and she was the closest they had to an elderly figure. With lots of persuasion, she finally agreed.
And now, they were all one big family living together. Life couldn't be any better for them.
A few years later both Arshi and Payash were blessed with a baby boy each, filling their lives with more love and laughter.
Buaji, Khushi, Arnav, Akash, Payal 5 souls who barely had any blood connections somehow met with the command of destiny.
And now, they'd created their own small little world with lots of love and affection.
A little world that finally led to their happily ever after...
Gosh, I can't believe it. It's finally finished. My first ever baby. It was only when I was writing those last few lines that I realised that this was it. This was the end of my first ever writing journey in this FanFiction world. I just want to say a huge huge thank you to every single reader out there who stuck with me this long, and supported me in this journey. Love you guys so much My Imperfect Mr Perfect wouldn't have reached its end without you. So thank you for all your motivation and love. So, this being the last chapter, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE do leave your last likes/comments on this story. I didn't think I'd actually feel this emotional over this but... gosh I'm so close to tears right now.
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