Arnav reached
the car, oblivious to Shashi's gaze on him. Just before he entered the vehicle,
he paused, took a deep breath, smiled a bit and opened the door to get in. He
was upset after he heard Shashi out, and the last thing he wanted to do was to
make Khushi upset. The moment he sat inside the vehicle, Khushi looked at him,
and she immediately knew something was wrong. "It was not work -related talk,
and I am not dumb to figure that. What is the matter? What did Papa say?" Arnav
shook his head, trying to dismiss her worries, and lied to her that it was some
issues regarding the upcoming project, but unfortunately for him, Khushi did
not buy his lies. "Arnav, either you tell me what it is, or I'm going back
right now to ask Papa what he said to you" When Arnav looked at Khushi, he knew
she was serious. Arnav first pulled up the partition between them and the
driver. Then turning to Khushi, he held her hands in his and drew a long
breath.
"You remember
Priyanka, right? The one at the airport who..." Arnav, somehow, felt a bit
hesitant and awkward to spell it out Khushi. "Not someone that I can erase from
my mind so easily" Khushi said with a deep frown, looking away from his gaze,
as she recalled the way the woman had thrown herself at Arnav. Then she looked
into Arnav's eyes. "What about her?" Arnav slightly increased his grip on her
tiny hands. "Apparently, someone shot pictures of her kissing me, and sent them
to your Dad. That was what your Dad wanted to talk about" She slowly pulled her
hands out of his grip, and stayed silent for a few seconds, allowing the news
to sink into her. When she was able to compose herself, she looked at Arnav who
was looking at her, expecting some reaction. "Say something?" he said, but she
chose to stay mum. "Don't you have to say anything at all?" he asked her again.
This time, she heaved a sigh saying, "What do I say, Arnav? I know, without a
doubt, that Priyanka sent those pictures to Papa. But she is only doing all
this because she still has some strong feelings for you" To say that Arnav was
shocked would be a milder way of putting it. "That's all you have to say?
Nothing else? Well, let me make one thing very clear. I never promised her
anything! It is her problem if she took it in another way! I always made it
clear that I was not in for any relationship since I did not believe in this
crap load called love" Arnav blurted out in an unknown rage, only to realize
that Khushi had tears brimming in her eyes. She bit her quivering lip and
attempted to hold her breath so that she did not break down into tears at his
words. But when he placed his large palm over her petite hand, she felt a gush
of warm tears down her cheek.
The driver of
the car was still waiting patiently until he received an order to move. "Khushi"
he said in a soft tone. "I cannot change the past. It was how I used to be. I
cannot apologise for what I have been before I fell in love with you. And I
would like it if you did not let my past affect our present and future. I
cannot keep convincing you and begging you to trust me, every time someone digs
open my past. If you're by my side, I can do anything, even bear words from
your Dad like Do not call me Papa" Khushi
gasped at that. She knew how Ajinkya's death affected Arnav, and she had felt
glad when her Dad had come to accept the man she loved. She could only imagine
how hurt and vulnerable Arnav felt right now. "I can fight against all odds for
us to be together. But, if you do not trust me, then there is no meaning in us
being together" Khushi had to blink twice to make sure she saw his eyes turning
moist. Her raging beast had mellowed down and somehow, it made her heart swell
with a mixture of emotions. He was hers, and she knew with no doubt that she
belonged to him.
"I'm sorry
Arnav. I did not mean to hurt you." This time he did not say a word. She cupped
his face with one hand and made him look at her, but he refused. She knew why.
He did not want her to see that he was so emotionally affected at the thought
of losing her. "I trust you Arnav. I really do. And I will talk to Papa. I'm
sure once he knows how much I love you, he too will trust that I have been made
only for you." This time he looked at her and she almost smiled looking at his
face, which held the expression of a boy who lost his little puppy. After
seconds of silence, he spoke up. "The next time you do not trust me and look at
me with that hurting doubt, I am going to walk away, and I am not coming back
ever. Even if it requires killing myself to do that" She cupped his face and
leaned against his forehead. "I won't do it again, I promise. I love you Arnav"
she whispered. "I love you more" he sighed.
Moments later,
when they were emotionally stable, he ordered the driver to take them to a
place which she wasn't familiar with. "Where are we going Arnav?" she asked as
she heard Arnav summoning the driver. "You'll see" he said with a slight smile.
She nodded, looped her arm in his hand, leaned her head on his shoulder and
sighed as she closed her eyes. She still couldn't believe that Priyanka would
stoop down to such a level. And it was not mere jealousy from her side. She
planned to do something big. Why else would the pictures be addressed to her
Dad? Priyanka did try to sow the seeds of doubt in her mind by kissing Arnav at
the airport. But maybe she also knew
that Arnav would be able to convince her. After all, Arnav's love for Khushi
was not something which was under the wraps. And that was where Priyanka must
have thought of worsening the matter. She must have known that theer was no
point in sending the pictures to Akaash. He wouldn't give up on his brother. So
the only person left was Shashi Gupta. Suddenly her eyes flew open at the
realization. She lifted her head and Arnav looked at her as she widened her
eyes.
"Oh God! Arnav!
Priyanka did this on purpose. She is trying to get back at you by creating a
rift between us. And if she had to have pictures, it means that she had set it
up. Her kissing you was a mere act. She wanted to get pictures and send it to
Papa" Her hands cupped her mouth as another thought struck her. "That means
someone else is involved along with Priyanka" She looked at Arnav who looked as
relaxed as he was moments back. "It's a surprise you took this long to figure
it out" he said and looked outside the window at the passing scenery. She was
about to say something when the driver brought the car to a halt, announcing,
"Sir, we have reached." Arnav almost got out of the car, but Khushi pulled his
arm, and he sat back in. "Are you mad at me?" she asked in a soft voice and he
sensed the same vulnerability in her as he was sensing minutes back. He knew
she depended on him like the flower on the rain. He tucked the strand of hair
behind her ear, "I can only be mad about you, not mad at you" She grinned and
pulled him closer to her and pecked his lips with a quick kiss. He only smiled
at her and took her hand to help her out of the car.
They stood at
the entrance of the large Iron Gate, and the board above it read "Little
Flowers of Carmel" "Arnav? Orphanage?" Khushi looked at him in question. "This
is one place where I come when I feel low or disturbed. This used to be my
Mother's house - the one where she stayed before she got married. But then, she
gave the land out to these people to help them put up a home for orphans. I
used to come here since I was small. This place gives me some strange peace."
Then he looked at Khushi. "I'd like you to meet my Ma" he said, and took her by
the hand to the backside of the orphanage. On the way, he smiled and greeted a
few people, and she realized he was well known in the place. Khushi suddenly
stopped in her tracks when she saw the sight before her eyes. A huge garden
with hundreds of rose plants - all filled with sweet-scented red roses. And
right in the middle of a garden was a rectangular slab of marble. Khushi
instantly identified it. It was Arnav's mother's grave, the place she had been
buried. She looked at Arnav, who smiled and said, "My Mom loved roses." She
entwined her fingers with his, and they slowly walked towards the grave.
"Hi Ma... Look
who I brought here?" He increased his grip on Khushi's hand. "I know, Akaash
brought Payal here, years ago. He had told me about it. And today, I brought Khushi.
Ma, we both plan to get married and start a new beginning of our lives. For
that, we need your blessings. I know that wherever you must be, you're watching
us right now, keeping us in your prayers. I would have been happier if you had
been here with us, but I guess you're in a happier place now." And just before
his voice cracked with emotion, he took from his pocket a pink paper wrapping.
Inside it, were two gold bangles with a delicate work of stones on it. Taking Khushi's
hand, he slipped one bangle on each hand. "Ma's blessings for you. She had left
this for her daughters-in-law. Payal has hers. This one's for you." he said as
a drop of tear fell off his eyes. Khushi, with teary eyes, brushed his
tear-stained cheek and took a step towards the grave.
"Ma..." she
said in a soft whisper. Arnav only stood in silence, looking at her back. "You
know Ma, Your son is completely crazy" she complained like an eight-year old,
and Arnav was surprised. "Do you know how many times he made me cry? Sometimes
he behaves like he was born to trouble me. And when his colourful past comes
up, I feel insecure at times. But that doesn't mean I do not trust him. I do,
and I love him. A lot. And today, I can say that I am truly, madly, deeply in
love with him." She fondly brushed her fingers over the bangles and turned
around to face Arnav. "I am insecure. A lot more than I express. At times I am
scared, thinking what if you leave me? What if you break my heart? What will I
do? I have already given myself to you, and I have nothing more to give you, Arnav!
I would die if you walked away!" She felt emotionally weak as she clutched the
bangles close to her chest. Arnav came ahead and held her in his arms, brushing
his hand on her head. "I will never leave you Khushi. I'm not easy to get rid
off" She smiled against his broad chest as he said that. "And don't ever say
that you have nothing to give me Khushi. Each moment spent with you, makes me
feel alive. You've made me realize what I was missing in life. And I love you
so much, that I cannot put a scale on it. You've transformed this selfish,
arrogant, conceited jerk into the man I am today." Glancing at the grave, he
cupped her face with his hands and said, "Ma would've been proud of you for
making me the better person I am today!" She hugged him tight, as though not
wanting to let go. And he too hugged her back with an even greater strength.
The moment
broke when Arnav's phone rang. It was Akaash. "Where are you both? Khushi and
you are coming, right?" Arnav smiled at Akaash's impatience. "We are at Ma's place.
We'll be coming in some time." Arnav said and Akaash's voice mellowed down.
"Take your time" was all he said before he cut the call. "Let's leave" Arnav
said to Khushi, and she nodded.
Arnav opened
the door for Khushi and allowed her to get in. Then he went to the other side
of the car to sit inside. When he did, he saw her telling the driver to drive
to the Raizada Mansion, after which she pulled up the partition. "You had to
tell me something in private?" Arnav said, looking puzzled at her smile when
she drew the partition up. She shook her head in a No. "I had to give you
something" she said with a twinkle in her eye. Arnav did not even have time to
react to that, for, in the next second, she pulled him close to herself, and
pressed her lips into his. After a second, Arnav too returned the kiss. She
cupped his face and climbed into his lap, pushing herself into his body. She
grabbed his hair in a fist and forced him to arch his head back. Although
surprised, he loved this boldness of hers. What she did next earned her a
throaty growl from him. She kissed him lightly as she ran her tongue on the
side of his neck, and even nipped his earlobe. Grabbing his jaw with another
hand, she turned his head to kiss his cheek. His hand went to her head, guiding
her back to his neck and she obliged. She drew patterns on his neck with her
tongue while her fingernails almost scraped the skin off his body. "Ahhh Arnav"
she moaned as his hands grabbed her swollen orbs, and circled the faint trace
of her buds that were poking through the fabric of her salwar. His mouth ran
dry and he pulled her lips to his for another kiss. This time, he plunged his
tongue inside her mouth, and he took his own sweet time tasting every contour
of her mouth. She grabbed his shoulder blades, and slowly lowered her hands
down his chest as she bore the sweet torture of his hungry mouth. She broke
apart to breathe and leaned against his forehead. When their ragged breathing
had composed, he asked her in a soft whisper, "What did I do to owe me such
pleasure?" She giggled and said, "I wanted to give you the morning kiss that
you asked for. But then, I decided to do a little more teasing" As she said
this, she traced her finger from the base of his neck to his chest, and then
back up again. "Are you attempting to seduce me, Miss Gupta?" he asked with a
sly grin. "If I may say so, Mr. Raizada" she said, and heard him hiss when she
kissed his collar bone. He placed his hands on her waist and ran his fingers up
and down her curves. She tugged at his shirt and pulled it out from where it
was tucked in, after unbuttoning a few buttons. Running her fingers on his bare
skin, under his shirt, she caressed him by rubbing his sides, his chest and
then his back, all the while kissing his neck and nipping at it. And then, when
she began to move her hips against him, he held her waist firm. "No" he said in
a heavy voice, for he knew that one thing would lead to another. She was
tempted to do the forbidden. She moved very slowly against him, and gasped when
she felt his hardness against her. Arnav dug his fingers into her waist, trying
to gain control over his desires, but that only caused her to gasp and moan
while grabbing his shoulder and arching her body. Now, no man would be able to
think straight with a woman's breasts right in front of his face, and Arnav was
no different, that too when a gorgeous woman like her was on top of him in such
an intimate position. He moved unintentionally against her, earning him yet
another sexy groans. That did it. Pulling the dupatta off her shoulders, he
unzipped her salwar and pulled it down to her waist, all in a matter of few
seconds. She was still straddled in his lap when she gently bent forward,
merely inches from his face, and slowly ran her hand on his inner thigh. He
threw his head back in sheer pleasure as he felt her hands approach his
hardness, and when it did not, he knew she was plain teasing him. "No more Mr.
Nice Guy" he growled and made her lie flat on the seat, with her back against
the leather. Pulling down the cups of her bra, he ran his tongue over one of
her mounds, while toying with the other one, tweaking the hardened nub between
his fingers. Khushi had to bite her lower lip from crying out, and Arnav felt
her shiver in excitement. His blood heated up several degrees when she cupped
his firm bottom and pulled him towards her body. He bent his head and kissed
her again, and this time, he kissed her with that raw, urgent need, while
thrusting his tongue in her mouth and pulling back, as though mimicking the
age-old rhythm of copulating.
"Sir, we
reached" the driver's voice caused them to break apart, and both of them
blushed at the state they were in. They were so hungry for each other that they
began to savour each other, right in the car, which drove through half of the
city. Khushi sat up and arranged herself, and Arnav helped her in zipping her
top. She brushed her hair and made sure she did not wear the just-f**ked look,
even if she was almost-f**ked! She felt extremely shy to look up at Arnav and
was about to open the door and get off, when he held her hand. "Wait for a few
minutes." Suddenly, he released her hand. "Or else, you go ahead first, I'll
come in sometime." She frowned. "There's evidence on me of what we were doing
some moments back" When she still did not get what he wanted to say, he took
her hand and placed it on his tented pants, and she jerked her hand back.
"You're so big" she blurted out in astonishment. "Honey, that is something you
shouldn't say to a man who's already aroused" She looked up to meet his gaze,
which still looked hungry. She bit her lower lip and he knew she had to ask
something "big". "Now what?" he said, as he gritted his teeth, trying to
desperately calm his raging hormones. "The night I... I mean, you... we... made
love, did you get this big?" Arnav threw his head back, hoping in vain that it
did not affect his erection. "Yes... Even bigger." And when he saw her look at
his pants, he read her thoughts and said, "Yes, it did fit you, and I had a
hard time holding myself inside of you. Now please, give me a few moments
alone" Khushi's mouth formed a perfect O. She did remember having reached
heaven when she reached her peak, that night in Greece, but she was so lost in
receiving pleasure, that she had forgotten to notice how big he was. Did it
entirely fit into her? She blushed at her own thoughts, and Arnav noticed it.
"Please close your mouth, Khushi. It makes me think of sinful things, which is
not helping me in any way" She shut her mouth and blushed when she understood
his meaning.
Akaash and Payal
peeped through the curtains of the window. "Why aren't they getting out?" Payal
asked with impatience, causing Akaash smirk at her. "Have you forgotten our
days?" She blushed when she remembered. Akaash used to drop her home from his
house, and by the time she would reach her place, she would be thoroughly
sated, and it would take a few minutes to arrange themselves before they
stepped out. She was brought of her thoughts when Akaash spoke again. "I can
bet that Arnav told Khushi to go ahead so that he can... errr... he can cool
down" Payal laughed at his choice of words. "Well, I think both of them would
come together" She challenged him. Just then, Khushi got off the car, while Arnav
was still inside. "Ha!" Akaash smirked at Payal, and Payal just laughed. Both
of them went out to greet Khushi.
Khushi saw Payal
and Akaash coming towards her with smiles on their faces, and she unconsciously
kept fiddling with her dupatta. "Hi Khushi" Akaash greeted, and she smiled at
him with a nod. "Hi, I'm Payal" Khushi smiled at her and hugged her as she
leaned forward. "Where's Arnav?" Akaash asked, in spite of Payal's glares. Khushi
struggled for words. She couldn't tell them that he was in the car trying to
cool off the strain against his pants. Akaash smiled as Khushi fumbled with
words. "It's okay dear, we understand" Payal said. And when she looked up to
meet her eyes, she knew that they really did understand. Blushing to several
shades, she went inside the house, only to be followed by Arnav in another few
minutes. She breathed deeply. Today was definitely going to be an eventful day.
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