An Unexpected Roommate
Her hands automatically rose for a facepalm and she wanted to yell at the top of her lungs. But it was all too late for that because now Arnav stood before her like he meant Business.
"The Boogdie woogdie?" he questioned grabbing her phone from her hand
"Yes! Boogdie woogdie, you know like Halloween stuff? Did you go trick or treating?" she stuttered trying to cover up.
"WHAT? Trick or treating? You know what I think Khushi, its time someone actually teach you how adults behave." He said loosening his tie. He started walking towards her and as she moved back she stumbled on the chair and fell back. Arnav bent over her and his face incredibly close to her. His eyes fixated on her lips that he had so desperately wanted to take into his since the first day he had met her. But as he was about to touch her she shrieked jumping from the chair.
"Look I'm not your babe Alejandro"
"eh?" asked Arnav raising his eyebrow once again unaware of Khushi's pulp fiction knowledge.
"What I meant is, I can't pretend to be you fake fianc. And I have decided that I am quitting this job"
"Oh! Really but its seems to me you have already forgotten the contract you had signed on the start of your appointment Ms.Gupta, you can't leave. And you will have to do what I say.
"But'" and she was about to continue when Arnav cut her off by saying "Now go and see Aman and begin working on the party arrangements.
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Disaster Diaries Day 3
Arnav woke up to the sound of his alarm; he hit the alarm and rolled around lazily in his bed. He picked the remote to turn on the TV. However he suddenly smelt something and heard the rattling from the kitchen. He assumed that it was his maid. But the smell was strange coming from the hall. The smell of incense sticks. He was startled. He jumped out of the bed. And opened the door, and he began rubbing his eyes seeing the site before him. There she was standing with a bunch on incense sticks, roaming around the living room as if she was purifying it, and enchanting some prayers as the went along.
"Khuhsi?" he questioned startled.
"Oh! Goodmoring Arnav!" she said walking towards him casually as if she had been doing this for years.
"Arnav? Really?" he thought in his head "what are you doing in my house?"
"Oh! I thought since we are going to be married soon I should start taking care of you baby"
"WHAT? Married! and BABY?" he questioned confused
"Yes marriage I have got it all planned out, marriage, honeymoon and then kids ONE DOZEN" she said clapping her hands and before Arnav got a chance to react she continued.
"OK! No go and freshen up, as much as I like seeing you in boxers, I think you should get dressed. I made you breakfast. ALOO PARATHAS" she announced holding up the plate.
"Aloo what? where is my maid?" he asked hustling towards the kitchen. To find it empty.
"I fired her" said Khushi.
"YOU WHAT?"
"RELAX! Arnav remember the yoga techniques, now depth breaths" she suggested sucking in her abdomen to demonstrate.
Suddenly Arnav turned around to see the "Devi Maiya" statue sitting in the corner and he snapped. And in anger and started marching towards her and Khushi.
"Since you have it all planned out why don't we get started Khushi kumara Gupta" and he lifted her off her feet asn she continued to resist, swimming her legs in the air.
"OYE TERI LET ME GO, what are you doing?"
Arnav kicked open the door to his bedroom and walked inside and threw Khushi on the bed and positioned himself right above her.
He looked into her fearful eyes and her trembling lips. She was still trying to free herself from his grips but he was a man possessed. He gripped the side of her dress and ripped the sleeve off.
"TERI TU" she shouted and Arnav just placed his lips right over her. He molded her lips into his, the sweet taste of her strawberry gloss infused in his mouth. Her lips we so soft and this is exactly how he imagined it would be to kiss her. Khushi whose eyes were wide open was staring into his chocolate eyes, and by now had stop protesting. She was herself somehow lost in him.
Arnav broke from the kiss and started trailing kisses down her jaw line. He was no longer angry, it had all disappeared; right now he was mesmerized and captivated by her beauty.
As Arnav made way all the way to the nape of her neck Khushi's eyes shot open.
"NO"
She stood up from the bed. Her hair were disheveled, lips swollen, and her dress ripped and a hot mess. A tear rolled down her cheek and she ran out the door.
"Shit" said Arnav running his hands through his hair and he jumped off the bed and started chasing her, he reached the door and shouted "Khushi" but she had already gone.
Arnav stood there baffled at what he had just done. He felt horrible, yet somehow satisfied.
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As soon as Arnav reached office he ran toward Khushi's desk to find it empty. His pulse began to jump seeing the seat empty. He was beyond worried. He was hoping she was safe and felt immensely guilty for what he had done. He dialed her number on his phone to find it constantly engaged.
"DAMIT KHUSHI PICK UP THE PHONE" he said fussing with his phone as he anxiously paced the office.
And suddenly there was a knock on his door. Arnav turned around and he took a deep breath of relief seeing her before him.
He rushed forward and grabbed her by the shoulder, but as her questioning eyes shot up he released her.
"Why weren't you picking up my phone. I was worried sick dammit" he demanded like an angry husband.
But instead of a reply Khushi handed him an envelope.
"What is this. Look if this is you resignation I have already told you my decision." he questioned ripping it open. He held the letter in his hand and his eyes began to widen
"WHAT THE?"
And a naughty smile crept on Khushi's face.
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