All This Time! All This Bloody f**king Time!!! Since the very same he had laid his eyes on her, he had loved her! Loved Her! But his self-proclaimed ASR brain had failed to realize the ruthless, arrogant, cold, shrewd, self-made multi billionaire owner of AR Enterprise, The Great Arnav Singh Raizada fall in love with The Lucknow Belle Khushi Kumari Gupta!
She was a breath of fresh air in his stale life. And instead of cherishing her, all he had done every single time like a bloody fool ended up hurting her again and again not knowing what to make of his feelings. He closed his eyes in agony remembering how all the times he had hurt her; the innumerable times he had been a jerk about her status; the countless times he had made her cry. He clenched his fist as pain seared through his heart. And how in the f**king hell would he, EVER, make it up to her?
He took a deep breath. Now when he had come to terms with what he felt for Khushi, it was not the time mourning over what he had done in past. It was time to mend what he had already done. He will! He will make it up to her. He had their whole life to make it up to her. Now it was time he showed her what she meant to him. He picked up his coat and swiftly strode out of his room to search of her.
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Khushi had just reached the terrace of Raizada Mansion. She stood there waiting for Arnav gazing at the starry sky. She couldn't help but blush recalling how she had gone from hating him from that moment she had fallen into his arms at his fashion show in Lucknow to falling in love with him today. It was feeling like since forever. She had always let him touch her like no one had ever touched her before. She had hungrily, greedily gobbled up all the occasional crumbs of affection he had thrown at her which had always taken her to heaven.
She couldn't help but blush recalling past few days ever since all the wedding festivities had started he had kept flirting with her so much; he had danced with her with so much passion, he had kissed her and also challenged her to kiss him back; even helped her to serve the guests at her place this afternoon when she was trying to juggle everything by herself.
She had always known he was affected by her but was not sure about his love for her until seeing him gone so crazy when he had thought she was the girl in that accident. She could not help but feeling at cloud nine thinking he had chosen over those high class, educated, sophisticated women always draped all over him.
She felt a hand on her shoulder. She smiled but the smile fade away feeling the touch to be different. She jerked herself away from the hand as she turned around. She felt disgust fill her entire being seeing the slime Shyam Monahar Jha in front of her.
Shyam " Khushiji ... I want to talk to you, please " in sugar coated voice
Khushi " How dare you? Move away! I don't ever want to look at you let alone talk to you " glaring at Shyam
Shyam moving closer to Khushi " Hum sirf aap ko chahthe hai KhushiJi. Hum Rani Sahiba ko apne patni nahin maanthe aur nahin hum iss shaadi se koi matlab hai. Hamara yakeen kijiye Khushiji, hum sirf aap se pyar karte hai " pulling Khushi into a forceful hug
Khushi struggled and finally managed to wiggle away from Shaym's hold " Agar aapke liye yeh rishta koi maayne nahin raktha tho aap yeh shaadi thod kyon nahin dethe? Chod dijiye Anjaliji ko " yelling at the top of her voice
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