FF-Bodyguard Link 2 New Thread on Pg. 150 - Page 50

Originally posted by: AquaBluez17

wait does she likes thing 2 be super fast or sumthing?

Originally posted by: ..-Sanzz-..

Yeahhh 😆 She Dislike Mohit For Being Slow 🤣 It's Irritates The Hell Out Of Her ;) But I Think This Is Called Opposites Attract, I Guess 😳

Originally posted by: Davi

Hey mya

Sorry for the late comment.

But I absolutely loved this part.

I really what shyam is upto now and what will happen to khushi after drinking that stuff.

Waiting for your next update

thanx for the pm.

Originally posted by: kiran255

Ohhh it was hot , sexy amazing and at end a hillarious update !

LOve it so much :)

anc cant wait to knw whats in the drink :)

Originally posted by: AquaBluez17

oo whoops! LOL. haha isn't barun slow too though?

Originally posted by: ..-Sanzz-..

You Changed Your Username ?! : O 😆 Looks More Stylishhh Hon :] 😳

Originally posted by: YPNHK_kiFANno.1

Mya! 'Bluez' Nice touch there with the name btw! At first I thought I'd been reading it wrong all along!😆 So yep I've taken my time replying to this update'but a quick glance at your wonderful writing Mya and the only thing which comes to mind at this AWESOME chapter is simply'☺️. (full stop!) 👍🏼 and more ☺️.

Originally posted by: pooh_91

good goin mya :)

i dont wanna think of a bad arnav either

❤️ the arnie boy :)

i wonder wat the creep is upto now...guess we'll kno when u update ;)

Originally posted by: 143badra

so so sorry for nt commenting earlier .. i meant sorry being so late .. was stuck in exams .. but read ur update in the mids of it ... and i totally forgot tht i didnt comment on it .. i was going through ur ff when i noticed tht i forgot to comment .. so sorry about tht and so hear goes my comment ... by the way it was nt bad .. ok ok it was dam good ... read further and u will find out how good it was ... so here goes nothing 😉

ok let me give u an overall comment ... it was a mind blowing update .. i am still blushing as the sence keep on distrubing my once peaceful mind ...

btw i hate u .. u always ends up talking me to cloud nine

and then drops me from their back to earth at the end

and in this process u always ends up breaking my heart

but u know the saddest part is tht i am enjoying it an waiting for another heart breaking update ... full of romance😉 ...

sorry if anything in this comment offended u in any way and hope it isnt too long .. regard it as a treat for my lateness to comment ...

btw thanx for ur recomment dr .. am honored tht u loved it .. and u are mostly welcome .. it was the least i could do .. and another thing .. i think i like it more because it is mindless blabber 😉... and yaar do u think tht i talk anything mindful .. glad u could make sense of wht i talk or rather try to covey ...

so see ya around ...

hope u update soon😉 ...

- - badra

Originally posted by: ..-Sanzz-..

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I Do Think & That's Maybe Why Both Men Keep Telling Her To Keep Calm ;) 😳 🤣 I Think Laziness Is The Most Commom Thing Between Men 😆

Shyam sat on his bad smirking at his genius plan. Now saale shaab will not have my Khushiji tonight! Poor Khushiji will only feel compelled to let you be near her tonight since it is your suhaag raat, but now that you have drunk the drink I made for you, you will not be able to go near her! After tonight Khushiji will never let you near her anyway since she does not love you. She only loves me and was going to marry me if you had not forced her to marry you, but that is not going to keep me away from her. I will be near her all the time and you have made my work even easier by marrying her Saale Shaab. Now she lives in this house so I do not have to lie to Rani Sahiba about work that I have to do. I can just stay in the house and look at my Khushiji as she works. She will love my attention since she loves me. Ahh Saala Shaab. You are so naive! Did you really think that by marrying my Khushi you will keep her away from me?? No that is not how it is going to be Saale Shaab. I am going to beat you at your own game. and I will take revenge for what you did to my poor Khushiji, Shyam thought to himself as he sat down on the bed, vengeance glistening in his eyes as he thought about what he has done.

I knew Saale Shaab, I knew you like to drink coffee before you go to bed. So, today when Om Prakash, wait no what does my Khushi call him?, Ahh OP. Yes when OP went to prepare the coffee, I told him that I would prepare it for you and that OP should rest. Poor OP had no idea what I had in mind, how would he? I am a perfect damaad of this house and I was only trying to be helpful like I always am, well…. that is what they think right? Shyam thought, loving himself for being such a good actor. You know, I should I have been a actor! I would earn soo much and then I would have get all the girls I want, even Khushiji. Well anyway, when OP was not in sight, I added alcohol and sleeping medicine into the coffee! Aren't I brilliant? It was perfect since Saale Shaab never drinks, actually no one in the Raizada House does, which perfected my plan even better. I remember the first time I drank! My friends gave me so much that I fainted and woke up the next morning not remembering anything. So keeping that in mind, I put in 5 vodka shots in the coffee and then o top it all off, I added some NyQuil, a sleeping drug. Now Saale Shaab will be drugged up and probably sick for many days! On those days, I will take control and let my Khushiji know how much I love her.

With that, Shyam laid down on the bed next to a already sleeping Rani Shaiba. Putting his arms around her, he brought her closer to him, falling asleep thinking he was holding Khushi. His evil smile deepened as he thought of all of the things he could do with his Khushiji now.

Arnav stared at his reflection in the mirror in the bathroom with his hands pushing on the counter top as he thought about what had just happened or almost happened on the bed. His eyes were blood shot red... in desire? Did I just lose control?! Did I just scummed to her will? Fallen apart for her feelings, for her desire? What is wrong with me!?! She does not love me! Did I just almost force myself upon her?? No! Off course I did not. She looked willing enough... right? I cannot believe I just did that. First I went against my own decision and then I pushed her to a limit that she might not have been comfortable with. Wait... why do I care? It does not matter if she is comfortable or not. I married her to make sure her life would be hell! So my work has started and I am doing great if I say so myself, the business man in his mind argued.

He punched the wall in frustration, hitting a nail in the process. Blood trickled down his palm as he stood there shoving his hand more into the nail. His mind screamed at him to remove his hand from the nail, that he was hurting himself. But he refused to move his hand. The pain felt good. It felt good since it kept her mind off of her. She was haunting his every thought, making him burn inside with rage. It felt good to get his mind off of the rage from his mind and feel the pain that his body was feeling instead. How could a girl, a girl like her, Khushi, how could she be making me feel like this?! How can she be the one ruining my life when… when I had planned to ruin hers! What is wrong? What happened to me? I can't let this happen! I must stop it now. I am the one in control… not her! he thought shoving his hand more into the nail, wincing as the pain finally got unbearable.

He lifted his hand away from the nail and stared at the state that his hand was in. Blood was covering it and there was even some blood now on the walls of the bathroom. Maybe I should wash the wall… I don't want Khushi to be scared when she uses the bathroom and sees blood! WAIT! What the?! Why did I just think that… He sighed as the mental war raged on. A good hot bath will help me! Yes I will take a quick shower and then head to bed.

He got into the shower, turning it on until smoking hot water sprinkled over him. Letting the hot water steam go down his face, he relaxed in the feeling of the water. It felt good to be in the water since it erased all of his physical tension away. He was almost done showering when he heard a thud from inside the room. Khushi? KHUSHI! Quickly, he got his pants on, not bothering to put on his shirt and sprinted out of the bathroom to see his Khushi.

Khushi had drunk the contents of his glass in a go. She felt a tad dizzy after finishing but didn't mind her state since honestly she believed she was just over tired. Walking over to the dresser, she stared at the mirror. Her hand traced over the places his hand had been only a few minutes ago, making her shiver in desire. Her back stiffened as she finally reached the manglesutra, thinking of all of the things he had done, how he had played with her.

What am I doing? Why am I thinking of him? Why did I just let him have his way over me? the angel within her thought.

Oh please! You only let that happen since he is you husband! Don't worry. Nothing is happening!, the devilish side argued.

No, that is not true. You did not let that happen since he is your husband. If so, then why were you so happy with what was happening? Why are you blushing even know as you think about him?

Whose side are you on!? Okay, I am blushing… so!? He is my husband! I can think about him okay? And anyway, I was just doing him a favor okay? I said yes to this marriage! It would be weird if on our first night I tell him that I hate him! That is the only reason okay!?, the devil within retaliated hating the fact that it was losing an argument with the angel.

Khushi sat down on the chair in front of her dresser. In her heart, she knew that the angel within her was right. She was lying to herself, lying to herself about the love she possessed for him. For the love she felt when he was around.

If she didn't love him, then why else would she not be able to see his pain? Why whenever he looked sad, she would try her best to be there for him, even if it meant that he yell at her. Like on the nanital trip, when they had been coming back, he had refused to say anything. It had bothered her so much back then but she had no idea why. She didn't want to know why she was so upset when he didn't say a thing for 3 hours, but now she knew. She had known then that he was upset, but the thought never crossed her about why that would bother her! Now she knew though. It was since she loved him. She loved him with her whole heart. Even then she had loved him why else would she have been so happy when he had told her to shut up, exclaiming that at least he said something. Now she knew why, now she knew why it mattered…, she loved him, with her whole heart.

Why else would she trust him with everything that she had, as a newlywed bride would with her husband? Why would she let him so near her? She trusted him, not from now, but from a long time ago. She had trusted him when he had told her that she had yet not seen his character dheela. She had trusted him when they were at nanital. When he had beaten up those goons for her, yes her trust had just built up more. She had trusted him when her father had suffered a heart attack, and he had been the only soul with a shoulder that she could openly cry on. Yes, she had trusted him, unwillingly and unknowingly, but she had trusted him always. Why? It was obvious now that she thought about it, It is since I love him.

Why else would she marry a man who did not believe in marriage? Why else would I marry him and still hope, wish, want it to work out? To live with him forever when he could care less? To want to stay in his life, his house, his room, his arms, when he had told her clearly many times that he did not care for marriage?

Why else would she want a beast in her life? Why would she want to be the one who changed the beast to the genuine human being she knew him to be? Why? Why else would she want to be with him forever, even if he stayed as a beast. Since she loved him, she loved the beast, her beast.

She had always thought he was a beast but her eyes always showed her otherwise. She remembered when he had cried for her parent's death and then sorry. How he had bought all of the pigeons for that little girl so… so she could be happy and pray for her father's well being. How he had supported her when her father had been ill, finically and mentally. How he had been considerate with her during those days. She knew now that he was a good human being, that the tragedy that he had faced as a child had changed him. That he was human, yet he hid, hid from the world, in fear that someone would know how vulnerable he is.

"Love," Khushi whispered to no one in particular.

The realization made her want to dance. Now she knew why she had acidity! She knew why whenever he was around, her heart would start beating and keep beating as if she had just ran a marathon! Why every time he was near her, she would know that he was there. Why she felt so comfortable when he was around, that no one could harm her, like he was a bodyguard for her against the world.

She stood up suddenly in her excitement and spun in circles. She stopped when she started to feel dizzy, bringing a hand up to her head as she held on to the dresser. She tried to control her head, not realizing why she felt this way, since she didn't know what Shyam had done to the drink she had drunk before.

The effect of the drink also added on to her already fragile state and she slipped down to the ground with a thud, losing conscience.