Part 8
It was a Sunday and Arnav was taking a day off. On his day off he loved to laze around in his house reading or spending time with his plants. Anjali was sitting in the conservatory whispering over the phone.
"I said to you not to ring me...I will ring you".
"Darling I was missing you..so could not help myself..I have not got you into trouble have I?"
"Not yet...listen I will be back in three days...if my bro finds out..."
Arnav walked in and found it suspicious she was talking strangely over the phone.
"Anjali who you talking to?"
She gulped her breath and turned to face him. "Bhai I was talking to my friend from university...she is just missing me". She turned back to the mobile and began pretending she was talking to her friend Sia. "Listen Sia my brother is here so I have got to go...yeh? bye".
Arnav raised his eyebrow and then was convinced by her innocent face that her sister was telling the truth.
As soon as he was walking off his mobile rang. Turning it on in his usual sleek style he turned around and Anjali sighed that she was not caught.
"Yes Aman?"
"Sir Mr Mehta just rang and asked you to finish his designs by tomorrow morning because he is going to the UK tomorrow afternoon.."
"What? but I have not got anyone to help me...will you be able to come to my house?"
"Sorry sir I am out of town to meet my parents.."
"Ah okay anyway who has got the file of Mr Mehta?"
"Khushi has it.."
A smile crossed his lips. "Khushi? Okay you enjoy your day off Aman..I will get it sorted by tonight".
He dialled Khushi's number. "Sir good morning".
He ignored her greeting. "Khushi you got Mr Mehta's file?"
"Yes sir"
"Okay bring it down my house...we need to finish the designs for Mr Mehta by tomorrow morning...we can't let him down...I will text you my address".
Saying that he quickly disconnected the phone. Khushi was aware that refusing him would mean putting her job on line. She began getting ready with the file. Arnav stood there with a slight smirk..something was cooking in his brain.
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Khushi entered the RM and looked around in disbelief...the house was huge like a castle. Now wonder his highness had such a big ego. She timidly walked into the lion's den taking small baby steps. She was looking behind shocked that in such a big house there was no one to be seen who lived on it. "ASR is like the king of the story of beauty and the beast..all alone" she giggled.
"Not quite..I live with him too" Anjali retorted sweetly.
"Sorry I.." she was lost for words.
"Khushi no need to feel uncomfortable I am not like my Bro...for your information he just acts like a hard nut but he is very soft from inside...I have seen that side". It seemed Anjali was advertising her brother like a matrimonial column.
Khushi listened on not fully convinced.
"Why don't you sit?"
"No Anjaliji...I need to see Sir to complete some designs.."
"Oh okay...he has asked you to go u to his bedroom...he works from there...his bedroom is just over there.."
She looked up and proceeded towards the steps. She did not know why she was just agreeing to going up but some curiosity was urging her to see what his bedroom was like. She stood near the door and took a few deep breaths. One would think that she was never going to come down again.
He was putting his shirt on and checking himself out in his gigantic mirror. Everything in his house was according to his taste modern yet luxurious.
"Hey Devi Maiya raksha karna"-(Devi Maiya protect me)
Saying that she knocked and entered his room which was already open.
She stood there frozen..her mouth just dropped seeing his lean mascular form. She slowly looked at his delicious deep belly button...all his stomach taut and his rippling muscles still visible through his shirt which was all open. Khushi Kumari Gupta's mouth was dry for the very first time in her innocent life. She gulped at the wonderful sight before her and thought *What a man.."
Arnav looked at her reaction through the mirror...sometimes looking at his glorious form and sometimes shyly turning away. He smirked and thought:
*So Miss Khushi Kumari Gupta does not find me attractive eh? Well her eyes and posture is saying something different...*
After getting an eyeful she turned away pretending she had not seen anything and cleared her throat...to make him realise her presence but little did she know he was aware as soon as she entered.
"Sir I am here"
Arnav turned around slightly pretending to do his buttons up slowly and walked towards her keeping a steady gaze. She flinched slightly and moved but he circled her around teasingly. She got a whiff of the most gorgeous manly smell she had come across...
"Okay lets get to work" he began buttoning up a bit faster now. "Sir what aftershave are you wearing?"
He looked back at her shocked and yet pleased that she found he smelled so yummy. He arched his eyebrow.
"Well KKG I don't tell my secrets to anyone but as you asked so sweetly uhhh its Pacco Rabanne 1 Million".
She looked into his eyes that were looking very intense and mischevious and then felt embarrassed she had asked such a question.
"Sir lets get on with work.." He pointed her to his study that was adjacent to his bedroom. She looked around thinking so this is his bedroom.
He looked at her making her way and thought *Toh tume koi farak nahin parta?* (So you are not affected by me?)
As soon as Khushi sat down Lavanya came barging in. She put her arms around Arnav and hugged him. Khushi shifted slightly and peeked seeing Lavanya in his arms. She felt her blood was boiling. She was touching his face lovingly and then acknowledged Khushi's presence.
"Khushi..Lavanya come to give us a hand so we can complete the designs quickly and then you can come home...I mean can go home".
Lavanya arched her eyebrow in annoyance and then gave a final peck on his cheek. Khushi fidgeted with her pen looking annoyed that he let her touch her like that and that too infront of her. All throughtout the session Lavanya did not miss any opportunity to touch his hand his face and this further irked Khushi. Now and again Lavanya looked at Khushi to give her a message that Arnav was hers and to remind her the importance she has in his life- ironically which was not much. The visit to his house further dug her feelings out and she left feeling like someone had stabbed her and that 'someone' was Arnav Singh Raizada.
Precap; Now Arnav is feeling jealous ufff
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