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It had been two days since Arnav Singh Raizada had arrived at the 'royal lake view palace resort'. He had been busy getting things in order and settling in With his staff from Delhi. Tonight his resort staff were busy making sure that tonight's conference would go smoothly. He had kept his identity a secrete from the Udaipur Society as he didn't want the media attention just yet. At tonight's press conference the announcement will be made and everybody will know that the 'royal lake view palace resort' now belongs to AR group.
Ever since Arnav had stepped foot on Udaipur soil he had felt restless and impatient. He had the feeling something was about to happen but he didn't know what, as the time for the conference drew near he became more agitated and nervous. This feeling was new to him, not being a superstitious man he just didn't know what to think. With the agitation came a strange sense of excitement which was familiar, a feeling of dj vu. An excitement that only one person had ever brought into his life and made him feel. But it was impossible he thought, how could it possibly be she was long gone and this was the last place he could imagine her to be. This was not her world, he sighed; far from it and he should not get his hopes up for no reason. Placing the reason for his present state of mind on the fact of starting a new venture he tried to relax and got ready for tonight's event.
At that very moment Khushi entered the resort premises to supervise the dinner preparations for the evening. She felt a strange familiar feeling wash over her. A feeling one felt when one was nearing home, a feeling with edge of excitement. An excitement she had felt with only one person. Shaking her head at a silly imagination she had been thinking of him a lot lately, she told herself. Going about her job.
As she went about her work, talking to the chef and stewards and other kitchen help Khushi perceived a sense of excitement and enthusiasm from all the staff with regards to the new owner. Whispers' of some big shot from Delhi being the new owner. The female staff seemed extremely excited over the fact that the new owner was young and attractive. Thinking the owner to be a young million heir buying the resort with Daddy's money, Khushi shook her head in amusement.
The function started in time, Khushi remained in the kitchen overlooking the final preparations. She watched some of the young men admiring her. Dressed in an attractive peacock and gold anarkali suit she knew she looked pretty. this admiration had first embarrassed her, but Malini maa had taught her to use her beauty to her benefit. At first she had unsure if she was capable of such wiles, but under Malini maa's tutelage she realised it didn't cost at all to give a man a charming smile if only to stop him in his tracks so he would listen to her. This had made her more confident and comfortable with her beauty when once she had been completely oblivious to it, and that had gotten her into more trouble then she cared for. Now she bore such admiration with a pinch of salt. Men will always admire beautiful women and she was beautiful but not vain. So she just ignored their fugitive stares and went about her work.
She was standing near the back service entrance of the hall where the conference was taking place, as someone opened the door a light breeze blew through the half open door. It ruffled the few stray hair about her face. Khushi stiffened, she felt like someone had lightly touched her cheek drawing her attention to the service door, she felt her plus quicken and her heartbeat accelerated. And a slight burning, tingling sensation throughout her skin. Her legs carried her to door of their own accord.
She peeps out of the service entrance out of curiosity. Wondering at this strange feeling. She saw that the hall was complete packed with press people and other prominent business men and women from Udaipur society, there was a table set on the podium but she could not see the people seated there, she saw the general Manager Mr Goyal make his speech and then take a seat. Khushi stood on her toes trying to get a look at the people seated at the table when she heard a voice behind her asking to be excused, she stepped aside letting the steward pass and let the door swing close.
At that very moment Arnav was being questioned by the press, and as he was answering a question he felt a strange sensation like a touch beckoning his attention to the rear service door. As he lifted this eyes to the door he thought he saw a familiar head and part of a shoulder of a women. His heart beat raced and his plus quickened, he faulted in his answer, the reporter had to repeated the question 3 more times before Arnav was able to composed himself and answer, thinking it was his imagination. But he felt restless and he just wanted the conference over and done with so he would run to be service entrance at the back of the hall to see what had caught his attention and distracted him so completely.
Khushi moved away from the door, making her way towards the rear exit since her work was complete here. Taking one speculative look at the service door, She stepped out into the cool night air making her way to her car parked nearby, Getting in she drove away. Seconds later a tall lean man rushed out of the rear exit looking this way and that searching.
Unable to stand it anymore Arnav cut the conference shot promising the press he would answer their questions later. He jumped of the dice and raced towards the back service entrance. Through the huge kitchen to the rear exit. As he stepped out he could see no one about. Frustrated he went back to the hall. Thinking his imagination was playing tricks on him. Tonight was going to be a restless night for him thought with a sigh.
When Khushi reached home it was still early so she knew that her son would still be awake. Happy she will get to spend some time with him she all but skipped to the front door and stepping into the foyer, she made her way to the living room where her son was colouring a picture book at the coffee table and Malini Maa was sitting in an arm chair reading. As soon as her son saw her, "amma" he squealed jumping up and flew into her waiting arms with a big smile of delight on his face, his dark brown eyes sparkling. She held him tight making him squeal and wriggled in her arms.
Little Arush put his arms about a neck, "where are my chocolates" he demanded.
Khushi gave him a mocked stern look, "have you had your dinner." Looking into his deep brown eyes sparkling with delight.
He nodded his head rigorously, holding up three fingers, "yep, two chapatti's with all my vegetables, ask Dadi." Jerking his small chin towards Malini.
"Very well then you can have a piece of chocolate, only if you promise to brush your teeth before bed." Khushi held a candy bar in her hand. Putting him down she knelt before him unwrapped the bar breaking of a piece she placed it in his waiting hand.
"Only so much" he demanded his face going petulant. His brows drawing into a frown over annoyed brown eyes as dark as the chocolate in his little hand.
"You can have some after lunch tomorrow" she ruffled his dark hair, while he glared at her. just like his father, she thought seeing the expression on his tiny face. She went to the kitchen to put the remaining in the fridge. she spent some time talking with Malini about work and other things relaxing and watching her son draw.
Getting ready for bed later, she took the file with the contract to revise the clauses before going to sleep. As her appointment with the new CEO; was at 11 O'clock tomorrow. Arush hopped on bed with her switching on the TV to the cartoons channel.
"have you brushed you teeth?" she asked.
"Eeei" He flashed his teeth at her, then put his little arms around her neck and kissed her on the lips. She smelled his baby toothpaste and gave him a quick squeeze, then placed his head on her tummy to watch. She didn't say anything as she knew he would be asleep before the first cartoon was over. Stroking his hair with her fingers she went back to reading the documents.
At the 'royal lake view palace resort' Arnav Singh Raizada stood staring out of his hotel suite at the view of the lake where the moon light shimmered. He was angry with himself for chasing shadows. What was wrong with him rushing out like that leaving an important conference. Everyone must think he is a lunatic.
He closed his eyes and her face flashed in his mind, her smile that always made everything shine brighter, her lips the way they tasted like honey and spice, the thought drove him crazy with need, her eyes brimming with tears, put there by him, this was his worst memory of her and he wanted to take away every tear he had made her shed. But there would be redemption for him he thought, the back of his lids burning with unshed tears, he will have to live without the love of the one person he wanted to love him the most. Rubbing his hand over his face and neck, he went to bed to rejoin his nightmares.
4 years she thought, 4 years she had not set eyes on Arnav Singh Raizada yet she remembered his touch, his breath and his every caress like they had never been separated. Khushi wanted to cry in despair and longing. Angry with herself she stepped fully clothed under the shower letting the cold water seep into her making her hot pulsing body, shiver from the cold calming her nerves and any desire her treacherous body felt.
At that very hour Arnav Singh Raizada awoke from a restless sleep with his heart pounding in his chest, he set up in bed crying out her name "Khushi!!!" his hand flung out in front of him. Breathing heavily, he took in his surroundings pulling his hand back he rubbed it over his damp forehead then running it into his hair. Swinging his long legs over the bed he walked to the bathroom to splash water over his face. This sensation was not new to him; he often woke up feeling like this. He crawled back into bed but sleep did not come. He lay on the bed staring at the sealing thinking of her, closing his eyes as tears stung the back of his eyelids he tried to swallow the lump that was rising in his throat as a wave of melancholy washed through him. He won't be able to live like this forever he thought.
As the day brighten outside Arnav watched the sun rays hit his room. He felt his mood suddenly change. His heart started beating with a sudden excitement and a feeling of hope took over his melancholy, bighting his mood. He looked at the bright day outside and felt better. He got out of bed and went about getting ready for work.
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Khushi reached the resort 10 minutes before her meeting with the new owner and CEO of the new company that bought the resort. Dressed in a lime green and cream salvar suti with embroider glass work on the collar, sleeves and hem. With her silky hair left loose to fall in cascades down her shoulder and back she looked fresh and beautiful.
She walked to the administrative section of the resort and told the receptionist that she has a 11o'clock appointment with the new CEO. At that very moment Mr. Rajsingh came out of a side office and greeted her warmly. He told the receptionist not to worry, he would escort Khushi personally to the bosses office.
" I have spoken to the boss about your contract with the resort , so don't worry everything will be fine, he just has to go through it and give his approval" Mr. Rajsingh assured her.
"Hear is his office, you go right in he is expecting you. All the best"
"Thank you Mr. Rajsingh." Khushi gave him a grateful smile.
She turned to the door and knocked lightly. A muffled voice called, "come in"
Khushi pushed the door open and stepped inside, she saw that the new CEO was sitting at a huge desk facing the wall behind it, and on the wall was a large picture of some kind of abstract art. She felt the strange feeling come over her like it did last night. She hesitated then took a couple of more steps into the room, pasting a bright smile on her face. She said, "Good morning , I am Khushi Metha from 'Metha events privet ltd'. I have a 11 o'clock appointment with you."
Still the person did not turn around to face her. A feeling of restlessness came over her as she stood in the middle of the office waiting. Her heart pounding, her skin burning and her breath coming in short gasps. She squeezed her eyes to control her overreacting nerves. What was wrong with her? she wondered.
The moment she had stepped into his office he knew it was her. His heart skipped a beat before racing in his chest, but he didn't turn around. Lifting his head the saw her reflection in the painting he was facing on the wall. The site of her made his heart do flip flop in this chest. He could not believe his eyes, it is her, it really was her. After all these years he had found her. But why was she calling herself Khushi Metha? A million questions shot through his mind. Taking a deep breath the turned his chair around to face her.
The smile on her face slowly disappeared as she took in the man sitting in the chair. It couldn't be, she blinked her eyes and shook her head hoping that what she was seeing was her imagination. This could not be happening. At the first site of him she wanted to run and throw herself in his arms. Then she remembered all she had hidden from him; and guilt and fear washed through her, all she had to go through to hide from him. She wasn't ready to face Arnav Singh Raizada yet. She thought of making a dash for the door then decided she could not make it if he decided to stop her. She thought of all the work she had put in to build her company, all the people working under her, they depended on her for their lively hood. She was a mature woman not a blundering child.
"I am a strong and independent business woman." She chanted under her breath. Taking in deep breaths to calm her racing heart. She straitened her shoulders and raised her chin in defiance.
He stood up slowly drinking her in, 'his Khushi'. He wanted to close the distance between them, hold her in his arms and never let go. He watched the changing expressions running over her face first shock, then wonder, then fear and then determination. He saw her posture change from one of nervousness, to confidant bravado.
"You.." she croaked, cringing, clearing her throat she tried again, "You!!, So you are the one who bought this resort" she said.
Taken aback by her nonchalant words all he could say "Khushi?
Lifting her chin she said with emphasis, "Khushi Metha" though her eyes did not meet his.
He picked the card left by his Mr. Rajsingh from the table reading its content, "Why have you changed your name?" he asked.
Taking a deep breath so that she could not falter in her lie she said quietly averting her eyes, "Married women often take their husbands last name after marriage."
The colour drained from his face, and his heart thudded painfully in his chest married he thought., Khushi Metha the name echoing in his head like a death call. Pain and anger washed through him. "Married" he whispered the word like a threat.
She flinched as she saw the anger role over him in waves; she wondered if she did the right thing. The last things she wanted to do was to hurt him. But this could not be helped; self preservation was of the utmost priority right now. She gulped trying to swallow the lump that was stuck in her throat waiting for the torrent of his anger to hit.
He spun around and walked to the window trying to compose himself. She married he thought furious, she left him and went away and married someone else. how could she do this to him. He had searched and waited for her for 4 years and now she was married. He turned around looking at her intently; something was not right he looked her over from head to toe. His shrewd eyes taking in her empty mang, her neck unadorned with a mangal sutra. He knew Khushi she would never leave her house without these symbols of marriage. He watched he as she visibly squirmed, she is hiding something. He could see she was trying very hard to maintain a facade and was failing miserably. His Khushi could never lie convincingly her eyes always gave her away. Hope filled the heart. He had to play it cool.
"I see, that would make sense" he said quietly, amusement crossing his eyes and her head snap up at him in shock and she looked at him aghast.
What!!!; he was not going to start raving and ranting she thought, she looked at him closely then cast her eyes one more time around searching. Is he not Arnav Singh Riazada she questioned herself puzzled. She blinked and cleared her throat.
She decided to get straight to the point of her being there, "I...aaa...See, I have come here on behalf of my company, we had signed a contract with the previous owner, we have two years on our con..."
"I know what the contract is all about, I'm fine with it" he interrupted her.
"You are?" she looked puzzled, the moment she has seen him she didn't think it was going to be so easy, she had been sure he would be difficult, and she would have to fight him on this. Pleased at having completed her job. She gave him a tight smile, wanting to get out of there as soon as possible, he was still leaning against the window sill watching her. Looking at him she thought, god he looked so wonderful, so lean and handsome in his dark suit. She watched his chiselled face the straight arrogant nose and the hard jaw. Her fingers tingling to touch him, she squeezes her hands into tight fists, remembering last night's dream she blushed deeply as heat flooded her body and face.
Silently he watched her, his mind working, he noticed the colour rise up of the low cut bodice of her dress and into her cheeks. She looked so delicious and beautiful she took his breath away. He wondered what had made a blush. He hadn't done anything suggestive. But his instincts told him he was the cause of her blush. This pleased him, she still reacted to him, he thought
She cast a fugitive glance to the door and opened her mouth to speak, he beat her to it.
"In fact I believe that the contract should be revised, for our company's mutual benefit, I have spoken with my lawyers to draw up a new contract"
"You have" frowning she said, "You can't just draw up a new contract without discussing the clauses with me."
"Of course not, we will discuss the clauses of the contract" he nodded with a slight smile on his lips, pushing himself from the window sill he walked slowly towards his her, eyes narrowing shrewdly as he went in for the kill. "Dinner at eight, the Lake palace I will wait for you at the jetty." He said dismissively turning at the last minute to walked to his desk, picking a file from, he began to read it.
"I'm not having dinner with you." She said aghast. And furious that he was controlling things. He would not control her she thought.
Looking up from the file he gave her a look of infinite patients, "I thought you are a business women." he asked calmly like he was talking to a child.
She bristled, "Of course I am"
"Good" he explained "I wasn't inviting you for a romantic date Khushi, merely a business dinner where would discuss the clauses of the new contract."
"There is no need for dinner, we could discuss the contract here" she said quickly trying to squirm her way out of meeting him anywhere else but the office.
He sighed "Khushi" he said her name like a caress and sent a shiver down her spine quickening her pulse "I am a very busy man, and have a million things to look over, yours is a event management company that has got everything to do with entertainment. Discussing such business over dinner is perfectly professional, and I do need to eat." He lifted an eyebrow inquiring, "now, if you want to invite me to your home and cook me dinner?" watching her shake her head furiously. he smile, "we will meet at the jetty at eight then."
She gave him a mutinous look, wanting to stick her tongue out at him and refuse. Curbing her childish impulses she narrowed her eyes, and said, "fine, at eight" and turned around, her hair flying about her, she walked slowly towards the door, she could feel his eyes watching her, and she fought her instinct to run.
He watched her as she walked gracefully, her hips swaying gently with each step putting the file down he leaned against the desk to watch her, he had wanted so badly to touch her, to feel the smooth creamy skin of the face and arms. A smile playing about his mouth, just looking will have to do for now, he thought. She hesitated at the door, and then slowly her head turned to look at him over her shoulder. The look of longing he saw in her eyes took his breath away. Then she was gone.
The moment she stepped out of his office, the adrenalin left her body leaving Khushi trembling like a leaf. For a moment the when she had set eyes on Arnav Singh Raizada she wasn't sure whether to run towards him or away from him, so she had just stood her ground. But now she was not sure if she would make it to her car on her trembling legs. How could this be happening? He was like a magnet that kept pulling her. Walking away from him had been so hard. She had been chanting to herself not to look back at him, but could not resist the last minute she look at him. only to see him still watching her.
By the time Khushi reached her car she had not stopped shaking, as she took the keys out of her purse to unlock the door she found that her hands were trembling so hard that her keys fell to the ground. She would not be able to drive like this so she went back to the lobby and ordered a taxi. She decided to go straight home. There was no way she would get any work done in her present state of mind.
The moment she left his office Arnav picked up the phone and spoke to the person on the other end, "I want all information about Khushi Metha of 'Metha events privet Ltd' by 2 o'clock today" then cradled the receiver. He sat in his chair thinking, finally after all this time fate had once again brought him face to face with Khushi Khmari Gupta, he didn't care if she called herself by the another name, she was his Khushi, and the fact that she claimed to be married had at first angered him and made his blood run cold but something about her defensive manner had suggested otherwise. And he would get to the bottom of it.
4 years he had waited for this day, he was going to get all his questions answered, he knew her, she had faced his every challenge with a challenge. He knew she was not going to be able to resist any challenge he threw at her, and this time he was not going to push her away, he knew what he wanted and he was going to get it; one way or the other. Last time they had played a tug-of-war with their emotions, this time he was going to change the rules. This time he, Arnav Singh Raizada was going to seduce Khushi Kumari Gupta aka Khushi Metha till she surrender completely to him. He smiled with anticipation.
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