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SS: Complexity

Part 4

He couldn't resist but smile at her...at her innocence. How much he wanted his lips to merge with hers, to feel her soft pink lips against his. But he did not want it to happen this way. He wanted to kiss her but only when she would be in full control of herself...and when she wouldn't regret it. But before he could convince her any further, Khushi had already fallen asleep, with her head on his chest and her arms still clinging onto his neck.

Arnav heaved a sigh of relief, as he was saved the trouble of changing her mind. He carried her in his arms and lay her down on the bed. She looked so innocent when she slept; as if she had no fear in this world, just like innocent child. He regretted not kissing her but he controlled his train of thoughts because he knew this wasn't right. He covered her with the blanket and was just about to leave when Khushi's voice stopped him in his tracks.

"Arnav Ji, you are so cute. I lo...hmmm" Khushi murmured in her sleep.

Arnav jerked his head back towards her. Did she really say that? No, that's not possible. She is sleeping. But she didn't complete her sentence. Now that he had heard half of it, he couldn't resist himself to hear those three words from her mouth. He wanted to wake her up and complete her sentence, but he knew it was of no use. She was so deep in sleep that she wouldn't wake up.

That night Arnav sat next to her the whole time, in case she decided to complete her sentence.

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"Khushi, how many times do I have to tell you that you that you don't have to do all these things for me," Arnav said, about what seemed like a hundredth time.

"But Arnav Ji, I don't mind doing all these things for you," Khushi said; her cheeks flushed.

One month had passed since their fake marriage. Arnav had just returned from office, and as usual Khushi had kept his clothes hanging ready for him to wear. And like always his evening black coffee was also lying on the side table. Though he didn't mind Khushi doing all these things for him; he was afraid that he might get used to all this. She was only here because they had planned to take down Shyam together.

On the other hand Khushi enjoyed doing all this for him. She also knew how much he liked it, although he would never accept it in front of her.

He knew that there was only one way to stop her doing all this.

"So you want me to wear these clothes?" Arnav asked and slowly started walking towards her, a glint of mischief in his eyes.

"If you don't want to wear these ones, I will take out the ones you want to wear." Khushi said nervously and started moving backwards till she was pinned to the corner of the bedroom wall by him.

"No, they are fine too. I will wear them," and he slowly started taking off his coat.

"Wh...at are...you do...ing...Arn...av Ji?" Khushi stuttered as a deep flush began to form on her cheeks.

"What you have asked me to do Khsuhi. I am changing my clothes." He answered casually and gave a smirk.

He threw the coat on the bed.

Now he had started opening the buttons of his waist coat.

"But...Ar...nav Ji...," Khushi's heartbeat had started to increase.

"Hmm...Khushi...," Arnav continued sensuously.

Arnav threw the waist coat on the bed too. He was now untying his tie.

"Please Arnav Ji..." Khushi protested.

"What?" asked Arnav innocently. He removed the tie and threw it on the floor.

His fingers were on his collar buttons when Khsuhi covered her face with her hands, "Please God, help me."

Arnav chuckled. She is so innocent, he thought. Arnav brought his lips close to her ears and whispered, "Khushi."

Khushi jerked her hands away from her face to find Arnav's face just a few millimeters awaya from her.

Arnav started unbuttoning his shirt, but before he could move down the line, they heard a knock on the door and Anjali's voice, "Khushi Ji, are you there?"

Khushi pushed Arnav away and went to open the door to Anjali. She also wiped away the sweat that had formed on her forehead. "Yes, Anjali Ji. Do you need something?"

"Yes, I require some help from you. I hope so you are not busy." Anjali said.

"No, I am not at all busy," Khushi answered hurriedly; glad that she was saved from a rare and dangerous side of Arnav.

And without giving a backward glance at him, she left the room with Anjali. Meanwhile Arnav was really irritated at Anjali for interrupting them in something this important.

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"Khushi Ji, can you get the brown box lying on the top shelf of the cupboard?" Anjali asked her.

Khushi and Anjali were now in Anjali's room. She climbed up the chair to get the brown box, as asked by Anjali, when her eyes fell on a plastic bottle lying next to it.

"Anjali Ji, what is this bottle doing over here?" Khushi asked confused. She opened the cap of the bottle to find medicine in it. She checked for a label on the bottle but found none.

"I have no idea Khushi Ji. What is in the bottle?"

"It looks like some medicine."

Anjali, after pondering for sometime said, "Hmmm...maybe someone kept it here by mistake. Give me. I will keep it with the other medicines."

But Khushi's instincts were telling her something else otherwise. "It's ok, Anjali Ji. I will keep it myself," she answered casually.

But she didn't keep the bottle with the other medicines and instead hid that bottle under her Sari and took it to her room.

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At night, when Khushi and Arnav were alone in the room, she showed him the medicine bottle.

"Arnav Ji, I am sure he has kept this medicine bottle over there," Khushi told Arnav.

Arnav was very closely examining the bottle. His forehead creased; eyebrows joining at the centre. "Are you sure Khushi? I don't think so he will plan on doing something like this when he knows that we know the truth about him. It will be worth a risk."

"But please Arnav Ji, just for my satisfaction can you get the medicine checked by a pharmacist." Khsuhi pleaded.

"Ok, fine. If you insist, I will get it checked by tomorrow morning. But I am sure there is nothing to worry about," he calmed her down, "Now can we go to sleep because I am really tired." He yawned and went to the settee to sleep.

Khushi nodded silently. She knew that her instincts were not wrong. Whatever Arnav might say she didn't trust Shyam. After a few minutes Arnav had started snoring, while she was still lost in thoughts.

Precap: Cute Arhi Fight!!!

I know many people will be complaining about Arnav not kissing Khushi back, but you see that's the beauty of his character. He didn't want to kiss her when she was drunk and with the possibility that she might regret it the next morning.

Disregarding the above point, I hope so you guys liked the part. Please ignore mistakes, if any, because I wrote it in a hurry. Hope so you guys understand.

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