ARSHI FF: ~PAWN~ #7 Chap 16 Pg 135 28/05 EXT - Page 73

"I just cant believe it, you cannot do a small thing? You bloody fool" a woman over the phone, shouted some profanities, rolling her eyes and looking at her vampish reflection. "what happened to the sensual seductress that you claim to be? You cannot even keep a man away from an incompetent teeny kitten? Shame on you and your lustrous body", she lashed out over in rage. I guess you need some kind of therapy or a regular dose of sexual enhancing tablets for yourself. I can see how his wife's innocent and untouched body smittens Mr. Raizada. I was a banking on your skillfulness. But I should have known, you are an old and you have passed you age. I don't pay you for this. Its better you do something soon before I back off from our fifty fifty partnership. If you want 50% Raizada Share then you have to ride on Mr. Raizada, otherwise you will not get a penny and i will make sure of that.

Mrs Gazal Gupta threw her phone aside in anger. "What does that Anjali think of herself? How dare she speak to me in that tone? 50% my foot. I will get the entire 100% by being Arnav singh Raizada's Mistress. After all I can give what she cannot. And that newly born kitten, till when can she satisfy her firey husband?" GG sat impatiently on her bed. When the realization stuck she gave an evil laugh, "poor girl, she is hospitalized cannot absorb her husband's wild acts. That's it. It's end for her, Arnav will surely know how delicate and incapable she is. My work has become easier then before. He will come to me and only I can warm his bed. After all I am using him for my pleasure for such a long time. His money and his body will remain to me. And that kitten? She will be out of his life soon. I swear I am not going to let him use contraceptive when we do next. I will make sure of that. After all only I can bear his child. And bearing his child I will get the whole Raizada property and that anjali, finally I will throw her out of Raizada Mansion. But before that I have to find out where is Arnav Singh Raizada? I am sure he must be sleeping with some other cheek while his delicate wife wetting her pillow with her tears. Mrs Khushi Singh Raizada, you have lost your husband forever now. Rip to death like your father".

After helping khushi to use the bathroom Arnav settled himself over the large sofa spread beside her bed. Switching on his laptop he started checking his daily mails and made sure he kept on glancing at the closed door of the bathroom. Nani had to go back home as some of her guest was arriving from abroad, so Arnav had to stay with Khushi. It wasn't new for him. He got accustomed in spending the whole day in the hospital corridor anyway sitting on an uncomfortable metal bench. The only difference was that, that day he was spending inside her room with her. He had kept two attendents for her, so that if someone was unable to attend the other one is there. He made sure that not for a moment, khushi was left unattended.

He kept on glancing towards the door making sure his ears were on high alart. A single click of the door he knew he had to be there beside her in order to take her towards her bed. And just when he was engrossed in his new emails, the bathroom door clicked opened. Arnav jumped suddenly thinking she might have fallen down. He instantly got up from the sofa and in no time he was beside her. Khushi jumped out of her skin unable to comprehend a black figure rushed towards at the speed of a vampire, and then relaxing realizing it was her husband.

Khushi snaked her arms around her husband's muscular triceps and that's when she felt his muscles for the first time. It was as hard as rock and she could make out his structure for the first time. He was a strong man. A very strong man indeed. On the other hand Arnav felt a little jumpy in her innocent touch. He was not used to such tender touch. She did act touchy feely with him, but that moment he was aware of her inquisitive finger which traced his muscles as light as feather, and Arnav being a very sexually active man had caught her intensions every easily. He felt a little uneasy though but did not want to upset her by removing her her. He knew he wasnot ready to look at her in that manner. Not yet. He had to over come his sins and for that Khushi had to stay away from him, atleast for few months till their relation grows. Just few minutes back they planned to be friends and that was his first step towards his redemption. He knew what he did, he cannot undo. But he can surely make her feel secured around him. He wanted her to talk to him and share her inner most feelings. But he also knew it was too early to expect such a thing so soon. She had just been passed through a trauma and he being the soul reason of it. But he wondered how can she still find warmth in him? The answer was only she can do.

The change in her face was evident. His presence in her room, beside her, acted like a magic. She was looking a little fresh and happy. A smile that she bore was back in her lips. "Weren't her lips cute?" he wondered while helping her stroll towards the bed. Slowly he placed her and made her comfortable with the pillow.

"do you need some more of them?" Arnav asked her in a caring tone pointing towards the pillow while tucking it behind her.

She shyly nodded in approval and looked at him through her lashes. "I need more" she said and covered her blush with her palm.

Arnav initially did not get what she was hinting at. Later when he got the idea, he smiled at his wife's innocence. He uncovered her face and held her hand. Khushi slowly opened her big eyes and connected them with his dark brow eyes.

His hand automatically pinched her cheek lightly and patted her. Instantly khushi held his hand and kissed his palm and rested her cheek, which fitted perfectly in his cup.

"did not you miss me Arnav ji?" she asked in a low tone.

Smoothing her messed up hair he whispered, "I did miss you".

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"but not much because I saw you while you slept. just couldnot stop staring at you". Khushi hugged him feeling warmth in his each and every word. It was like a spell, which was getting casted on her. His each word acting like a nerve soothing medicine spreading across her vines, easing out her worry that bottled up during his absence. She sighed feeling contained in his arms resting her heavy head on his strong shoulder listen to his steady heartbeat against his firm chest. "I was worried for your health" he confessed.

Arnav admitted that he liked every time she seek warmth in his arms and he swore that he would do anything to protect her. He cupped her face and made her look at him, "I am so sorry khushi" he said gulping the lump formed in his throat. Khushi brushed her tiny fingers across his stubbles and said "it's ok Arnav ji. you dont need to say sorry so many times." in a teary tone finally accepting that Arnav was indeed at fault and he liked it because she finally stopped thinking that she was at fault and it was her mistake. It wasn't and that what Arnav wanted to make her realize and he was happy that she accepted it.

Khushi dug her face in the crock of his neck and made a sharp intake of her breath. It was long and deep as if she drank his perfume.

He smiled at her gesture and asked, "What are you doing" and felt her nose rose up to the point below his ears. Arnav shivered when she did it once again. He was not aware that he had a very sensitive spot in his body until his wife touched him there. In fact, it was the way she touched him. So soft, so tender, so innocent and so refreshing, she was on his skin.

"I missed your smell the most Arnav ji" she confessed innocently did not know what that mare statement can do on her husband. The moment she said that in her slightly husky tone, he was turned on like hell. It was bizarre. Arnav Singh Raizada who had always preferred skilled wh**es, who exactly knew how to turn on men, was instantly turned on by an unskilled touch. He closed his eyes to control his bubbling desire and to his worst Khushi pressed her soft bosom against his chest unconsciously.

"Khushi!" he let out a frustrating moan.

"I am sick of the hospital smell Arnav ji. From last 3 days I smell horrible spirits, which stuck to my nose like a bitter medicine. Please let me smell you, my head is aching due to the smell of medicine".

"How cute one can get" he thought feeling his wife against himself. It wasnt the hospital smell, which was bothering her. I was his smell that she was seeking. She is so nave that she did not understand the severity of her one statement. She wanted to smell her husband and that's a sheer sexual desire of a woman. A smell is the first sign of attraction and Arnav himself was aware of the fact. Many times in the past when Khushi got out from the bathroom right after taking bath and if Arnav was present in the room, he secretly in held the smell her fruity shampoo and got turned on. Later he brushed of his crazy thoughts thinking he was acting like a desperate teenager and at his age he has not right to act like that. But the more he smelt, the more aroused he was for her. He made sure he never showed his weakness and how desperate he was for her. But he couldn't hide it when they were making out which resulted in harsh encounter between them. But this time he knew he needed to be in control and fought with his feelings just to make sure he did not harm her.

While he was in his deep thoughts, his shoulder felt heavy. He checked her holding by her shoulder and found out that she passed out in his arms. Her usual smile played on her lips and her hand gripped his collar. Flexing his finger and splaying across the bed sheet he gave him sometime to calm down before he touched her properly. Very lightly he pecked her in between her hair making sure she did not wake up and placed her on the pillow. he checked her saline channel and discovered a slight swell. Finding the ice gel he applied on the effected area and carefully placed her hand on the bed. Covering her with the sheet and lowering the air-conditioning he closed the blinds in order to stop the sun from entering her room.

He went back to the sofa and looking at his sleeping wife for the last time he concentrated in his office work after all a very important finalization was taking place. Khushi Singh Raizada was about to receive her din number (certificate of director) soon. And right now he was all the more desperate to receive that certificate and announce it officially that she is going to be the next director and partner of RG very soon.

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