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Arshi/Arhi - Inverted
Chapter 7
What the' he wanted to break the jaw of that bas***d there and then, for trying to hit on her or worse, himbut he had to control because AR needed the success of this deal.
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Khushi wiped her tears and started walking around in the cabin, she had no idea how to deal with the situation; her mind was spinning with thoughts. What am I supposed to do now? That laad governor never thinks straight in anger...
How am I to respond...? Finally she simply nodded in appreciation, and it worked. Aakash shook hands with her, handing her some papers to sign and then went downstairs asking her permission to celebrate, and well who was she to say no to a celebration? She loved parties...
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Now that he wasn't angry, Arnav considered the situation, all the pros and cons. It was not possible that Khushi Kumari Gupta could do such a thing, but then this thing was not possible altogether logically. Maybe it's a 24 hour thing or something'
He shook his head; either way, he needed to discuss this and unfortunately it must be with none other than theenemy herself. He came to a decision. Taking a deep breath he walked out of the door, and without paying any heed to anyone else made his way to his cabin.
He opened the door and well, there she was sitting on his chair, not facing him, claiming his place and hisbody. And then she expected him to stay cool about it.
'Miss Gupta!' he snapped, no squeaked. Aahhh I hate this voice.
Startled, she jumped up from the chair; she turned around to face him, only now that he was facing himself.Weird. His, or rather, her expressions where priceless. Afraid is not my look, Arnav thought.
'I need you to stay here tonight. Maybe it's just a 24 hour thing and we'll switch back' I don't want to take any chances, so you may inform your family.' He said, walking over to her.
She moved back with each step he took forward and then stopped when he did, then she nodded silently, not meeting his glare and made her way towards the exit but stopped when he continued.
'Miss Gupta, not downstairs use this phone here, I don't want anyone to miss understand your stupidity since you're in my body.'
Khushi silently walked over to his desk and called home, Payal answered. 'Hello.'
'Hello jiji, it's me Khushi... I would be home late, the laad' boss has some work for me, so don't worry.'
Before Payal could say anything, she hung up.
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Payal stared at the phone in confusion. Why did Khushi sounded like a man? No' I must be going crazy. She shook her head, then looked again at the phone' but she'or he' called me jiji' no no, I must not have slept well.
Thinking she was day dreaming Payal drank some water and went to bed, shaking her head. On her way she told Buaji 'Khushi called, she'd be home late'. I'm going to bed' I think I have headache.'
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Arnav stood there watching Khushi as she turned around facing him, a lone tear escaping her eye, or his eye.Oh no, you don't... not in my body.
'Stop crying Miss Gupta.' He couldn't help it, he snapped. She gave him a sad annoyed look, then cleaned up her/his face. 'Now what? 'She asked him in her new husky manly voice.
'We wait' I hope you have handled everyone else.' he smirked at her.
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It was weird enough looking at herself. Now she was smirking arrogantly like him as well. Unbelievable.
I need to distract myself before I freak out completely again. She decided. Then remembered the papers Aakashji had left for her to sign, or to be more precise, for him to sign.
Arnav was now sitting on his chair with his legs on the table, his head leaning back on the chair, eyes closed.Of course, he's the boss. Khushi thought but she was enjoying seeing her body on his chair, sitting like she was the boss; she smiled then cleared her throat to get his attention.
He looked at her raising an eyebrow 'What?"
'Sir please sign these' Aakashji left them for you.'
'You never forget to add 'ji' at the end of everything do you, Miss Gupta?' he asked sarcastically, taking the files from her. Why is he asking that?
But when she didn't respond he continued. 'Tell Lavanya to ask everyone to leave, I don't like employees ogling at me.'
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Lavanya walked out of her room followed by Sim and Pam. 'Are we clear? Tomorrow before ASR gets here, I want that Chamkili'' she stopped mid way looking at everyone in the office staring at ASR's cabin. What now? She looked up and'
'Pinch me Pam!' Is Chamkili actually sitting on ASR's chair with her legs on the table' no no, I'm going crazy.
'OUCH' it hurts!'
What the hell is ASR doing? Looking at her with pleading eyes? Taking orders? No no I'm definitely dreaming a dreadful dream, that stupid Chamkili is getting in my head.
She moved over to Arnav's cabin, shooing everyone to get back to work.
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Khushi walked out of the cabin, and bumped into none other than Lavanya Kashap.
'ASR, what the hell is going on? Why is that Chamkili'?'
'Lavanya ji'' she began.
'What???'
'I mean' Lavanya, send everyone home and take a leave; I have some business I need to handle alone... '
'But ASR Chamkili''
'I said I'll handle Lavanya' go.' She said a little louder, in perfect imitation of ASR, not believing the impact it had on Lavanya; her manly voice left no room for Lavanya Kashap to continue.
'Okay ASR, I love you'' With that she walked away leaving a bewildered Khushi behind who stood shocked for a while, then made her way back to the devil's den where he awaited her.
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Lavanya watched as ASR went back to his cabin where Chamkili still sat in his chair. She narrowed her eyes, her mind spinning out wild scenarios. No way was ASR interested in that low life gold-digger. Maybe it was something to do with today's deal'
She watched how he hesitated at the doorway and caught Chamkili's entirely too smug smile. That's it, she's going to pay. No one came between Lavanya and her man.
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Arnav watched as the employees slowly cleared out. It was frustrating not to be able to tell them all to just hurry up and leave already; he didn't want any witnesses in case he lost it with Khushi Kumari Gupta. Which, given their history, was entirely too likely.
He turned around to find himself waiting by the door. He eyed himself speculatively. If he ever had any kinky fantasies of being submissive, those were definitely gone to dust now. He looked so lame, it wasn't even funny. He motioned her to sit on the chair in front of him. He really wished she would unfold her hands and stop twisting his shirt. It was destroying a perfectly good piece.
'Stop that!' he finally snapped. Dammit, will I ever get used to this squeak?
She jumped and stared at him with wide, scared eyes. It was seriously creeping him out, the way he appeared, all scared and' girly. 'Stop looking like I'm going to eat you. I have no desire to harm myself.'
He started pacing around the office. He didn't know where to start or whether he even wanted to start a discussion but the silence was getting oppressive and he was starting to feel prickly.
He stopped in front of her, stared down at her. She didn't look up. He crossed his arms, waiting. If he couldn't bear the silence, then Khushi Kumari Gupta most definitely couldn't. She was the most garrulous person he knew.
As if she heard his thoughts, she looked up at him shyly.
It sickened him to see himself in that shy and innocent role. He was a predator, an alpha male. Alpha males weren't supposed to blush if stared at. He frowned and pulled himself to all of her diminutive height, puffing his chest out.
Finally, she cleared her throat. It hit him in the gut that she got his voice. Like any good businessman, he relied upon the persona he wore, the aura he projected' and his voice was a big part of his persona.
He tapped his foot impatiently. She had to say something soon'
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Khushi didn't look up but she could feel his gaze burning a hole through her. Shouldn't she feel less vulnerable or exposed now that she was in his body? He started tapping his foot and she became even more nervous. She was sure she would tear the buttons off this shirt if she didn't stop twisting it. The silence was too much, she had to break it. Forcing herself to stop, she cleared her throat.
'So' uh, your sister seems really nice.' She finally spoke, still a little surprised by the husky quality of his' her???... Voice, the way it vibrated in her throat. It was surprisingly pleasant.
'Hmm' yours seemed okay too.'
More silence. He'd stopped pacing as well.
Apparently, they were going to stay here, making increasingly awkward small talk before working their way up to the main issue' wait, that doesn't sound like ASR at all'
Khushi shook her head. No, if he had his way, he would be discussing this to death or rather, yelling at her (and if having to hear herself yell at herself wasn't the weirdest thing ever, she didn't know what was). So, she waited and...
'Too bad you're nothing like her'.' He said smirking at her. Not again, Khushi thought. But before she could respond he continued.
'You know what's really interesting Miss Gupta?' he looked inquiringly at her. She stared blankly at him. So he continued again 'This one day with your family and I know they're not gold diggers like you!'
Okay that's it. 'You know, Mr.Raizada, one day with your family and I know they are not rude and pathetic like you' she replied angrily, But Arnav was not going to back down easy.
'That coming out of you Khushi Kumari Gupta, when you're the most pathetic person I've met' a cheap gold digger who's ready to go any extent, even switch bodies.'
'I can't believe you're going there again, I thought you decided to give this a rest' I DO NOT care about your MONEY or you're DAMNED BODY' and I DID NOT SWITCH It!!!! 'She bellowed shocking herself by the force of her new manly voice.
That shut him up for a while but then he was Arnav F****** Raizada and nobody, NOBODY dared to yell at him, especially in his own voice.
'ENOUGH' he yelled with all his might, anger pounding in his head again. Think straight Raizada, he reminded himself under his breath, don't lose it on her, she's not worth it.
'For your own good Khushi Kumari Gupta, I hope our bodies switch back'' his voice dangerously low, he hated how it was all Girly but he continued anyway. 'I'm not going to let you near my family at any damned cost, do I make myself clear?'
Khushi nodded silently. It was really awkward, having her own voice threaten her, but she knew the consequences would be bad if she provoked him further.
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After that yelling bout, they both settled in for the night. Obviously, it wasn't easy. He took out his files, started working. She paced around, wandering and lifting up decoration pieces. Finally, she settled in with magazine and started flipping through the latest fashion trends.
Her eye caught on the one on Goddesses, initiated by AR designs. Feel Divine, the title proclaimed, doing a follow up on all the goddesses the models were supposed to represent. Khushi once again apologized under her breath; no matter how many times she came across this, she wouldn't cease being shocked or frightened by the blasphemy they did.
'Hey Devi Maiya, just so we're clear, I had absolutely nothing to do with this' but still, please forgive me.' She prayed aloud, joining her hands and looking up.
Arnav looked up in disbelief. 'What the'?' he stood up. It was past midnight and nothing had happened. He was still in her body and she in his' making him do absurd things.
If he really thought about it, this was probably the best revenge she could exact. Well, she couldn't really switch bodies but he had to blame it on someone. He stretched. 'Well, this isn't working.'
'Hmm?' she was still making goo-goo eyes at her silly goddess. 'What?'
'This.' He indicated himself, dressed in silly frilly clothes, and her, having access to his entire wardrobe and still managing to look worse.
'Maybe we have to sleep'' she suggested, thinking how she dreamt about floating in mid-air before ending up in his body.
'Fine, I'm going home.'
'Like that?' she had the satisfaction of pointing that out to him. He looked down. Dammit.
'Your home.' He enunciated clearly.
'No way!' she stood in front of him. 'You're not getting anywhere near my Jiji.'
'Well, you're not getting anywhere near my De either!' he snapped, annoyed that he had to look up at her.
'I'm not sleeping here.' Khushi snapped right back.
Hmm, good point, he thought. Already, his neck was aching and he'd been fantasizing about a soft bed for hours now. Well, obviously, he couldn't take her home'
'Fine, we'll take the guesthouse.'
'What about my family?' she asked.
'What about them?'
'Your family may be used to your staying out at night, I return home like a decent person.' She said self-righteously.
'Argh, anything else you want before we get out?' he asked, already picking up the phone. 'What's your number?'
He waited and when someone answered, he spoke. 'Hello, this is Arnav Singh Raizada. Your daughter has to stay overnight for some important work. I'll have her dropped home in the morning.' There. He put the receiver down.
'Let's roll.'
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Did Khushi just claim to be Arnav Singh Raizada? Payal eyed the phone suspiciously. What is that girl up to?
Shaking her head, she put the phone down and went back to sleep. Obviously, she was sick. Why else would a guy call her Jiji and her sister claim to be a man?
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They were on their way in his SUV. He'd had to make some really big adjustments, since his feet wouldn't reach the paddles and he had to strain his neck to look in the rearview mirror.
Finally, they arrived at the guesthouse. The guards stepped up to him and asked for his identity. He stared at the guy before realizing the problem. He hissed, 'Khushi, tell these guys to let us in.'
Khushi leaned over to his side, 'Namaste, please let us in.' She smiled. The man panicked and immediately called the others to open the gates. Within moments, they were inside and Khushi stared at the huge building in shock.
When he'd said guesthouse, she'd imagined something small scale, like maybe a few rooms or something. But this was like a five star hotel, with various compounds and several buildings spread over who knew how many acres. Dammit, I have to get used to this. ASR didn't do anything halfway.
An old man hurried towards her and for a moment, she panicked but then, he handed her the keys to the best suite and she realized he was the concierge, come to greet her.
She followed him, heard him yammer about the best stuff but really, she was feeling kind of faint just looking around her. Everything was so' luxurious. She handed the keys to Arnav, who was glaring at her. She had never known she had such a potent glare. Gulping, she looked away and took in her surroundings.
The concierge asked her if he wanted to get another suite for her but Arnav spoke up. 'This will do.'
The man turned beet red and beat a hasty retreat. It wasn't until after he'd left that Khushi realized what the man must've thought.
'You really should've let me get another suite.'
'So you can steal? I don't think so.'
Khushi was so frustrated, she stamped her foot and left.
Arnav groaned at the sight. No way could he get over the humiliation now.
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Arnav took the master bedroom. For one thing, this was his guesthouse. For another, right now he was the girl; so really, he was saving his own reputation as a gentleman by letting himself sleep in the king-size bed. Happily, he switched on the air-conditioner, took off his shirt (just on principle because, no whose body he wore, he was a man) and sank into the lush pillows, pulling up the comforter. In moments, he was asleep.
Khushi, sleeping in the smaller room right beside his, had a more difficult time falling asleep. For one thing, she didn't entirely trust that Laad Governor; for another, it was really dark and she was afraid. It wasn't so bad if Jiji was beside her but alone' she gulped and prayed, keeping her eyes tight shut. Finally, she drifted off.
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Khushi was having hard time breathing. She was crying, her heart was racing and all her senses were screaming at her to run and run and get away from the hurt. She did not know why she was so hurt, just that insane screaming in her head to get away from everything.
She followed her instincts, started moving away when he stepped out of the shadows. The guy was huge and loomed over her. He was wearing a kurta shalwar. Khushi wanted to turn and run but he grabbed her badly. Her arms were hurting, she tried pushing him but his grip was too strong.
'No, Khushiji not today' I've waited too long for this, I did everything but no' you're mine' he said dangerously. Khushi was scared even more because he sounded vaguely familiar. She knew this creep'
And then, suddenly, someone punched the man, who landed on the road with a loud thud.
'Stay the hell away from my fianc,' his voice sounded quite familiar.
Then her hero in black coat turned around. She could not see his face, but she ran to him and hugged him with all her love, closing her eyes; Feeling safe in his arms. He hugged her back. Then he put one hand around her waist and stroked her hair with the other, he leaned down.
'Khushi'' he whispered, in her ear. She still had her eyes closed, tears running down her eyes. She could smell him' his musk' it was deliciously masculine and she felt intoxicated. She pushed her nose right into his chest and tried to snuggle even closer, her fear vanishing with the onslaught of delicious desire'
Suddenly, she felt very uncomfortable. It felt like she was in pain but it not pain pain' just really really uncomfortable. She twisted this way and that, trying to get comfortable but damn'
Her eyes snapped open. In the vague shadows of the room, something loomed right over her. She gulped. Not that again.
She grabbed the pillow cushion by her head and lifted it cautiously. 'Please, just go away'' she whispered through a really dry throat. It didn't budge. If anything, it stood up straighter. 'Oh please, Devi Maiya, make it go away.'
It was bad enough she was alone in a dark room. She didn't need weird stuff poking out of her body.
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Arnav was having a really nice dream. He'd just beat all his rivals and had his every term filled and agreed upon. It didn't get better than that. He now wanted to celebrate and share the good news with someone. Everyone was hugging him but he wanted to just leave this all and go to her. He turned, found himself staring in her eyes and was lost in them.
Then, someone threw a bucket of water on him and he awoke with a start.
A man loomed over him; he didn't think twice, just swung his hand in an upper cut. The dude twisted with a surprisingly loud 'Ow!' and he clutched his hand. Damn, either the guy was made of steel or he was losing his style. He jumped out of the warm bed and immediately became aware of the cold room. Hard to ignore when his nipples were puckering so hard'
Wait, his nipples? He looked down and saw the bra and the really nice rack. Reality rushed back and he realized he'd punched his own face. Weird. He hit the lights on and saw Khushi (in his body and still fully dressed) clutching her jaw.
'What the'? What the hell are you doing here?' He asked her; then realized something else. 'Hold it, what the hell are you still doing in my body?'
Dammit, it obviously wasn't a 24 hour thing or they'd changed by now.
She didn't answer him, just continued to massage her jaw. He flexed his fist and realized it hurt. Wow, no wonder girls don't go around throwing punches. He also realized that she was near tears' and not only because of the punch because she'd woken him up.
'Khushi, look, I didn't mean to hit you.' He didn't like girls to cry, not really and well, he felt foolish standing there in a bra and looking at a grown man in tears. He kneeled beside her, stroked her face, 'Really, it was just a reflex' honest' dammit, will you stop crying? If it makes you feel any better, my hand hurts.'
She sniffled. 'That's not why''
'What, then?' He really didn't feel like arguing or listening to someone spill their heart out.
She swallowed but didn't speak; her face turned red. 'It's the animal.' Her voice was barely audible.
'What animal?' it was bewildering.
She blushed harder and didn't say anything else. However, her eyes dropped. His followed and stopped at the really obvious problem. Animal?
'Unbelievable.'
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