FF: Hate that I love you.. Lnk to thd2 on pg 1 - Page 18

Omg 1 st part really nice

Hey!
It was a short yet sweet update. Really happy anjali n la r playing the cupids. It seems arnav did like her portfolio. Waiting for next update.

propluge is interseting dear

Originally posted by: aparna5293

hi
sorry i donno ur name
but 1st part is updted on previ. Page.:)

Aww... appi!!!

You're probably my most loyal stalker!!!

Thankuuu...

I love you for that!!! 🤗

Originally posted by: sweetdesire

Hey dear...I am Geet...Just read prologue and first part of this FF... Interesting concept...love to read more so could u plz PM me next tym whenever you update...I have send u buddy request,kindly accept that...Thanks in advance

Take care

Geet

Thanks Geet!!

Gotcha!! 😃

Will definitely PM. . . . . 😊

Originally posted by: -_-harsh42

Aww... appi!!!

You're probably my most loyal stalker!!!

Thankuuu...

I love you for that!!! 🤗

welcome:)
i love u thats y:D

Thank you for all the love guys!!!

PART 2:

"Aah!! I'm getting late!!! Rickshaw!!! RickSHAW!!!" Khushi yelled as she tried to catch hold of a rickshaw. Her class was to start within the next half hour, and she needed at least that much of time to reach there. If she got caught hold of a rickshaw that is. She was about to cross the road when a white SUV screeched to a stop in front of her. "Gah!!! Watch it dipshit!!" Khushi yelled as she banged her palm against the bonnet of the car, not really bothering to see who was in the car. Khushi was about to run as she had caught hold of a rickshaw when she felt a vice like grip on her wrist and she came crashing against an angry Arnav, who had pulled her towards him, not at all happy on being called a dipshit in front of his sister.

"Lets stop calling names now, shall we, sweetbottom?" Arnav asked in a low and velvety voice. Khushi stared at him with shocked eyes for a second before she bent backwards and tried to have a look at her behind! Arnav took all this in with amused eyes, and as soon as Khushi realized she was providing free entertainment to the guy she loathed, she soon covered it up starting to fight him off. She suddenly realized how huge he looked in front of her small five foot and two inches. "Leave me you. . . . . . Sasquatch!!" Khushi muttered and earned a throaty chuckle from Arnav.

"Chotay. . ." Anjali's voice came from behind them, and Arnav relaxed his grip and finally let her go, as she rubbed her wrists and she was sure there'd be marks because of his tight grip. Anjali came forward and hugged a worried looking Khushi as she looked at the rickshaw going away.

"Aww..." She groaned, and Anjali asked, "What's the matter, Khushi?"

"My class starts within thirty.. No.. twenty five minutes! And I can't get a damn. . . I mean, I can't get a rickshaw!!" Khushi said, thinking that talking to Lavanya was rubbing off on her as her vocabulary of swear words had increased considerably, much to Payal's annoyance.

"We'll drop you!!" Anjali said and earned a glare from her brother, which she pretended that she hadn't noticed. Khushi would have rejected Anjali's offer, but she really was getting late, and she shrugged and thanked Anjali as she sat with her. Arnav glowered to himself, and muttered that he wasn't a driver who was running a public transport service, earning an admonishment from his sister.

As they drove towards Khushi's college, Anjali noticed the nervous state Khushi was in, and asked Khushi about it. Khushi explained how a few major fashion designing companies would be selecting a few talented students from their college, for internship in their company, and how an internship in any of the good company would be helpful to her. "Are we going to Khushi's college too, Chotey?"Anjali asked, and Arnav answered that a few of his employees would be going there to select a few interns. Anjali thought this was the perfect moment to offer Khushi an internship as she said in the most obvious tone ever, "You can have an internship in our company!!"

"Di!! You need to be talented and competent to be a part of AR!!" Arnav answered his sister, looking at Khushi challengingly through the rear-view mirror. Khushi glared back at him through the mirror. Anjali, trying to lighten the moment said, "Its a wonder how that mirror is still intact! What with you two killing each other with looks!! Anyhow, coming to the point, Khushi! I want you to be an intern at AR. It'll be very helpful to you, and I'm sure it'll do AR good too, having you with us."

The car screeched to a stop. "Di!! No!!" Arnav yelled at his sister, and Anjali yelled back, "Chotey!! I'm a 20 % share holder!! Don't you forget that!!" Arnav rolled his eyes at her, "You have only 10% of shares. Just like me!"

"Yes. But count your Jiju's too!! It makes 20%!! In fact, count Nani's 40% too!! I'm sure she won't object. So majority says that Khushi should be given an opportunity." Anjali said, a winning smile adorning her face. And Arnav started driving the car, muttering something to himself. Khushi intervened in a small voice, "Thank you so much, Anjaliji. But even if I get an internship at AR, I'd want that based on my talent. Only my talent... And look. We're here! Thank you both."

As Khushi got down the car, and sauntered through the college gates, Arnav stared at her, impressed at the self-respect this girl had. "She's a very good person, right?" Anjali asked, and the small smile on Arnav's face vanished as he rolled his eyes at the obvious attempts of match-making by his sister and started to drive towards AR.

---ooo---

"Lavanya. I need you to head a team of a people and go to this college, and select a few talented kids." Arnav said, as he pushed a small piece of paper which had the address to Khushi's college. Lavanya looked at the paper and exclaimed, "Oh!! One my friend studies here!"

"I didn't ask you that." Arnav stated dryly.

"I know." Lavanya said as she nodded gravely, before rolling her eyes as she stood waited to get the approvals for a few designs. Arnav shook his head, wondering how Lavanya managed to remain so strong even in front of his famous ASR glare, which made the strongest of men, cower to a corner of a room, begging to be released. "How do you DO that??!! Don't I scare you?!" He asked, and Lavanya chuckled as she literally brushed him off with a dainty movement of her hand, "Oh please!!! Now tell me which of these should be sent to the mill. You can have a look at the designs later."

Arnav opened the file which had a stack of pieces of clothes neatly arranged. As he felt each of them, he gave out a yes or no, and finally when he felt a satin-like material, an image of Khushi wriggling to free her slim wrist from his clutches, flashed in his mind. Her skin had felt the same too, may be even more smoother, if there was any way. He shook his head to clear his thoughts and Lavanya asked, "You don't want that? I thought you'd like it!"

"No. I like it. Its a yes." He quickly said, as he closed the file and handed it back to Lavanya, and she nodded in return. 'That's why she's still here. She's an excellent assistant. Professional.' Arnav reminded himself.

---ooo---

"Anjaliji!! Anjaliji!!" Khushi yelled as she entered Shantivan. Arnav who sat reading a newspaper, didn't even bother to look up at her. Khushi saw Arnav, and pouted, but turned to Naniji who sat next to him, and said, "Namaste. I'm Khushi"

"Oh. . . So you are Khushi! Anjali told me that you both are very good friends. I was waiting to meet you. This is my grandson, Arnav." Nani said as she looked at Arnav with a sidelong glance. He lowered his newspaper and stared at Nani disdainfully, before looking at Khushi. Her smile had become a strained one too, as she muttered, "I know. We've met."

"Khushi!!" Anjali's voice came from the kitchen's entrance, and Khushi ran towards her, and Arnav bent his head to see Khushi from behind Nani. "Anjaliji!! Guess who's the new intern at AR??!!" Khushi said, as she almost jumped up and down in excitement. Anjali caught the meaning but feigned to not know, as Khushi actually jumped in excitement and shouted, "Me!!" As Anjali congratulated Khushi, they both hugged each other, Arnav smiled at the pure innocent joy that was Khushi today. Nani cleared her throat, as she smirked at him, and he put on his stern face back as he buried his nose back into the newspaper.

---ooo---

"These are delicious!!" Nani said in a surprised tone as she bit into a juicy jalebi, that Khushi had prepared. Arnav had his own platter of Jalebis which she had prepared using artificial sweeteners. The women chatted for a few more minutes. Nani went for her nap, and Anjali went to serve lunch to Shyam after he had come in. Shyam and Anjali had shared a knowing smile as Anjali had introduced her to him. And Shyam liked his wife's choice at the first sight. He looked at Arnav, giving him a Poor-You look, and Arnav returned a You-Don't-Know-Even-Half-Of-It look to his jiju.

Khushi felt a little awkward, on being left alone with Arnav. 'Your new boss!! Ugh!!' Khushi thought, and was about to leave, when she heard him say in his husky voice, "So Ms. Khushi Kumari Gupta. All set to work for AR?" Khushi turned to him and found this irritating smirk on his face, almost as if challenging her . "But of course!" Khushi answered haughtily, somehow managing to widen his smirk. "See you tomorrow, then. Ms. Khushi. Kumari. Gupta"

Khushi felt a small shiver run down her, looking at the feral glint in his eyes. She made a big deal of gulping, as if in fear, and watched Arnav's smirk turn into a full fledged grin. "That would have been my reaction, if I were any other girl. Unfortunately, for you, I'm NOT!" Khushi said, watching his grin fade away. "See you tomorrow. . . Sir!!" She said, and left to her place, grinning to herself, leaving an exasperated Arnav behind.

---ooo---

Arnav was busy going through a deal that he had to sign off with a client, when he heard a gentle rap at his door. He lifted his head to see who it was and Khushi stood there, an image to behold. She looked extremely professional in a crisp white cotton shirt and a beige pair of pants. Her hair was let out, and she wore nude pumps which made her look taller by 4 or 5 inches. A thin brown belt at her slim waist, made Arnav wonder if he could span her waist using both of his hands.

Khushi cleared her throat, and Arnav got annoyed at the direction where his thoughts were headed to!

"Good morning, sir. May I come in?" Khushi asked, at her professional best.

Arnav nodded as he ushered her in, and told her to call him as ASR.

Khushi frowned, and Arnav asked, "What?"

Khushi was surprised that he had caught her simplest gesture, as she looked at him and shook her head, realizing that she had irritated him further.

He was about to open his mouth to yell at her, when she scrunched up her nose and rushed to tell what she had to say, "I dunno why I don't like ASR!"

"Oh... What did you have in mind, then? Dipshit?" Arnav asked, as Khushi blushed delicately, remembering her unladylike manners of that day.

"N... No!! Won't Arnav do??" Khushi stammered.

Arnav remained silent for a few moments, and Khushi thought, 'Here we go! I get a yelling on the FIRST day of my work!!' when she heard him tell, "Not in front of anyone."

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You know the drill!!! 😉

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