The Unbreakable bond - Page 32

fabulous update... will love to read more of arnav - arush :) they are sooo cute together..

Loved the update!!!!

aww that was cute lovely plz contnue soon

ahhh arush is super cute... loved the bond between father and son... arnav is the best daddy 😳hope khushi tells him about shyam fast... and let all misunderstandings get cleared fast... cant wait for next part..

I loved it. You did a great job writing the father-son growing relationship. Now i hope arnav and kushi works things out, can;t wait till the nexxt update.

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I complete love your story. Loved all the character and specially Arush. Arush and Arnav's bond was really beautiful. Can't see ARHI to suffer like this. Hope Khusi tells him about the reason of leaving soon

Continue soon and do keep me in your PM list ..

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hi people, I am realy glad so many of you like my story, and i want put the story forward in the best possiable way. i know a lot of you want the truth about shayam to come out, but i really feel the Arnav needs to understand Khushi's fear, his sister is important to him, but he has to realise that Khushi and Arush are more important. and he need to have both his heart and mind in the right place.

so read on i think you will understand as the story progersses, please post your comment and hit the LIKE button.

"What am I to do Maa? He is my husband but he barely talks to me, he is so damm polite I want to scream" she told Malini while frying a batch of jelibies.

"Ok, so he is keeping his distance from you."

Scowling Khushi said, "it's not about that, I mean it's so frustrating that... that..." she deposited the jelibies into the sugar syrup. And turned around groaning, "What do I do maa, I can't tell him the reason why I left four years ago, I have asked him how his sister is and he said she's great. So presuming she's great, means she is still married to that scum of a husband. How am I to tell him that I was engaged to marry him? But, what if he has changed and he is truly being faithful to Anjali, I don't want to destroy her marriage because of what happened four years ago without knowing the facts as they stand now."

"But you know he is entitled to the answers Khushi, he loves you, anyone can see that, he must have suffered being away from you as much as you suffered being away from him, you have to find a way to tell him the truth, without telling about how exactly it would affect his family and his sister"

"But I can't be sure that will not happen Maa, I am sure Anjali is still married to that man. And I have no idea if he has changed his ways."

"Then you have to face that when you face that man again, you must make sure that he can never come between you and your husband; even if you have to tell Arnav the full truth later. Then when the time is right, and that man has not changed, Arnav will have to be told. But right now you have to make Arnav realise that what happened four years ago does not make any difference to your present relationship, you are his wife now and the mother of his son. Does he want the shadows of the past to hang over your present relationship." said Malini.

"I don't know Maa, He is too stubborn and pigheaded to simply let it go, he will insist on knowing the man's name if he thinks he could be a threat."

Malini laughed "Then don't talk to him first, distract him." Malini smiled wickedly, "Then talk to him."

"Maa!! You want me to seduce him." Khushi asked astonished.

"Of course, you are his wife and he is a man. Right now you need to start being his wife; you need to bond in more than your love and concern for Arush. what happened in the past is in the past. You need to tell him is such a way that he can never doubt your intentions when he needs to know the full truth. But right now you have to take your marriage forward, that's it."

"But how I have never done anything like that before." Khushi said perplexed.

"Oh! Khushi beta, you're a woman and a beautiful one at that, besides you know him better than anyone else. You told me what happened in Palampur, it's obvious he can't resist you. So create a situation where he is unable to walk away." She smiled triumphantly, "he will do the rest."

That evening Arnav came to the home to find Khushi alone in the hall and the dining table laid out with flowers and candles.

"Hi, your back." Khushi jumped of the couch and went to him, she planted a soft kiss on his cheek and took his bag much to Arnav surprise.

"huh!! Errr where is Arush." he looked at Khushi dressed in a soft blue dress with flimsy material that seem to cress and cling to her body at the same time; held up with thin spaghetti straps, she looked breathtaking.

"He wanted to stay with Maa, he and his friends are having a sleepover at her place. He needs to spend some time with children of his own age, after all the time in the hospital." She gave him a slight push towards to bedroom, "go freshen up, 'I'll serve dinner, I cooked your favourite."

He shrugged; he was hungry as he didn't get time to eat lunch, he decided to have a shower later. At dinner they spoke about work and Arush. Khushi told him how excited he was to be spending time with his friends. Arnav smiled and watch Khushi she looked ethereal in the dim glow of the candles her eyes sparkled and her skin glowed. She spoke and asked questions on general topics and office gossip, and he found himself enjoying her stories. Later after coffee she told to him to go shower and she went to clear the table and wash the dishes.

After the shower Arnav realised he had been so distracted by Khushi he had forgotten to bring a change of clothes. So rapped only in a towel he stepped into the bed room to find the lights turned low. Khushi set at the dressing table brushing her hair she looked at him in the mirror running her eyes boldly over him. Heat flushed his body and he gulped as his mouth went dry.

"I forgot to take my clothes. I'll just..." he walked to his wardrobe and opened the door. Before he could take any clothes out he felt her right behind him. Her hand skimming lightly over his bare back, he turned to face her and his breath caught in his throat. He had never seen Khushi so seductive, her eyes dark and heavy; a secret smile playing about her lush lips.

A drop of water fell of his wet hair to his chest Khushi leaned forward and placed her lips on his chest her hot tongue flicking out to lick at the lone drop. He sucked in deep breath as she ran her hands down the side of torso, his heart was pounding in his chest and Khushi was leave a trail of hot open mouthed kisses along his throat to his chin to the corner of his lips. "Khushi, what are... haagg..." he grabbed at her hand as it tugged at the towel around his waist, too late it landed at his feet. Her mouth covered his in a hungry kiss, her sweet mouth playing havoc with his senses, her hand traced his swollen manhood fondling and cupping him .A thin film of perspiration broke out on his forehead.

Khushi was nervous as hell but his reaction to her made her braver, and bolder she rejoiced in this new found power she had on him. Unable to believe that she could be so bold, that she Khushi had reduced Arnav Singh Raizada to a quivering mass of need and desire, she wanted to do everything to please and pleasure him. But she was unsure of how to please him and she wanted to know how to pleased him. She lifted her eyes to his "teach me, show me how to please you." She implored her voice low and husky.

As if unable to stand the sensuous torture, he tore off the straps of the dress and it slithered down her body to land in a pool at her feet she was completely naked under it, he pulled her soft heated body against his hard form deepening the kiss. "Khushi, you'll be the death of me." He groaned, she pulled away from him and taking his hand, she guided him to the bed. With the gentle pressure of her hand she pushed him flat on his back and lay down beside him. "show me" she whispered with a smile, as he took her soft hand in his and guided it to his manhood her fingers curled around him, running her soft finger along the length of his shaft, to the swollen head gently rubbing her thumb around him, he groaned as unbelievable pleasure rocked him; and heat coursed through his veins, he held her hand gently setting the rhythm of the movement. And she found pleasure in pleasuring him.

Arnav felt overwhelmed by her; she was all women, seductive and sensuous and yet innocent in the ways of love and pleasure. Tonight he going to give her the gift of pleasure while she sacrificed her innocence at his alter where she was the goddess. Under his expert guidance she discovered her new powers. Lips replaced hands; and tongue replaced lips. She worship his masculinity discovering ways in which he equally worshiped her femininity and in this endower; their bodies racing with each thrusting and pounding movement, riding wave after wave on sheer pleasure that took them together to climax and shatter on the shores of pure bliss. together they were one in body and soul.

Hours later as they lay in each other's arms, Arnav spoke softly, "Khushi, you can't always use love making to distract me, though it's certainly effective." He sighed as his fingers caressed her arm. She giggled "you knew? And here I thought I was being very clever." She sighed and set up her voice turning serious "Your right, it was wrong of me." She pulled the sheets around her and turned to face him as he pulled himself up to lean against the head board.

"You deserve the answer to all your questions, Arnav and I wish I could give them all to you, but I will try to do the best I can, it's been four years and some skeletons are best left undisturbed." She said quietly.

"Does this have anything to do with what happened between us that evening?" he asked with a frown.

"No! not at all! The evening was the best day of my life, till then at least" she smiled, "I was going to tell my family that I could not marry the man they chose for me; as I was in love with you. And I knew you would make everything alright. But when I got home I found out that the man I was to marry was not at all what he seemed. Everything was a lie and he was more dangerous than anyone could have imagined." Her breath hitched in her throat as she remembers her fear. "I found out that he was a married man, married to a rich woman. Despite that he had gone to great lengths to arrange that marriage with me, he was responsible for what happened to Babuji. Arnav and I could not allow him to harm anybody else from my family, as well as yours. So I had to leave, it was the only way I could be sure you would all be safe." She sighed "and that is all I can tell you of why I left." Wiping the tears she was not aware were flowing.

"Khushi!! Who was this man? And why would he want to harm anyone if you didn't want to marry him." he asked as he pulled her to him comforting her. He knew she was telling the truth and the fear in her eyes was real and she was truly scared of this man. He could feel it in her trembling body and her ice cold hands. Why could a man already married to a rich woman, go to such lengths to get a girl with no wealth or influence to her name? He thought, one word rang like thunder in his mind 'Lust', Arnav tightened his arms around Khushi, that faceless man had wanted his Khushi, his entire being repelled at the thought as raged coursed through him. He pressed his warm lips to her hands and temple in comfort. "You should have come to me Khushi, I would never let any harm come to you or your family."

She shook her head "I know, but the consequences and repercussions for the whole mess, was only going to be very bad for both our families, that was all I knew at the time, I'm not sure if the situation has changed still, but I'm hoping that time will have changed things."

"You mean he could still be a danger to you?" he asked alarmed and frustrated that she would not tell him the man's name.

"It does not matter at the moment. Arnav I know I made a mistake of keeping Arush from you; you are his father and have every right to him. But I didn't know how to come back." She cried tears running down her face as she clung to him, "I missed you so much and I never stopped thinking about you." He held her to him wrapping both his arms around her; he understood how she felt because he had gone through the same thing.

It worried him that she would not tell him that person's name. She pretended that it was all over; but he could sense the fear in her voice and see it hidden in her eyes though she tried to hide it. It didn't matter how much she tried to hide her fear he knew and he would do everything he could to protect her and Arush. He could not bear to lose her again and he could not bear to lose Arush.

"And Abhay did he know? I mean, about Arush being mine" he wanted to know, feeling envious of the other man getting to spend time with his son, being there when he was born.

"I have never even met Abhay Metha." She chuckled. Lifting her head she saw the confusion in his eyes. "Abhay died before I met Malini maa, I met her on the night I left Delhi, I never knew Abhay, after I found out I was pregnant Maa made up the story that I was her daughter in law to protect me, and keep people asking too many questions. I just went along with it. All I wanted was to have my baby."

Arnavs heart warmed with tenderness, she carried his baby within her for nine months, and he had not been there for her. He wished things had been different, but he understood that she had done what she had to do at that time. And now he had a beautiful boy, his son, he took Khushi's face in his hands tenderly "Our son is beautiful Khushi, thank you, thank you for such a beautiful gift." He kissed her tenderly putting all his love into it.

She looked at with tear filled eyes as she moved to straddle him, their bodies touching intimately, his pulse raced and her heart pounded "Arush and I have always been yours Arnav, only yours." She whispered against his mouth, pressing light kisses at he conner of his lips, from his forehead to his straight aristocratic nose, form his cheek bone to the jaw, she cresssed him with her hands. Trailing kissed form his neck to his chest. He sighed with pleasure and delighted in her boldness.

He caressed her in turn with his mouth, giving special attention to her breast, taking first on taunt peek into his mouth and sucking and nuzzling, and focused on the other. Together they pleasured each other, whispering soft words of love and need to one another, their bodies joined and limbs entwined with mutual hunger and burning desire to fulfil their need for each other. Satiated and exhausted they slept wrapped in each other's arm.

They slept late it being a Sunday, they awoke in the morning reaching for each other and once again giving into their desire for each other. It was nearly noon when they got out of bed. And got ready to go pick Arush and Malini , deciding to have a picnic by the lake, Arnav ordered the chef to prepare and picnic basket for them while Khushi called Malini Maa and told her of their plans telling them to be ready. As Khushi got ready sitting in front of the dressing table mirror she put on light makeup, highlighting he eyes with eye liner, applying a light blusher to her cheek and a light lipstick gloss to her lips. She noticed Arnav watching her for the bedroom doorway. As she picked up her mangalsuttra he stepped forward, "I believe that is my right." Taking the chain from her he lifted the hair to place it over her shoulder and fastened the black beaded chain the symbol of their marriage around her neck. Then taking a pinch of sindoor form the round jewelled box, he drew a thin line on the top of her forehead in the parting of her hair. All the while staring at her face in the mirror, with tender loving eyes.

Overcome with emotion as her eyes wet she stood up and put her arms around him. "You know Arnav Singh Raizada you are the world's best husband." Slightly embarrassed but very pleased that Khushi thought so he kissed her deeply and passionately, sighing "we better get out of here before I change my mind." They walked out hand in hand. "Err... Khushi, you know what you said about the world's best husband thing, don't mention that to anyone, especially Di and Nani."

"Why?" khushi asked wide eyed.

"Because I'll never hear the end of it, and they will say I should have married a long time back."

"Array! How can that be if I was not around? And beside you'd make a terrible husband to anyone else." She giggled.

He shrugged "that might as well be true." He grinned.