Forced to Love? ~ Part 35 ~ Last Part

Forced to Love? ~ Part 35 ~ Last Part

 

 

5 months had passed since Ankina had returned to her family. Everything was going well for everyone. Anaamika was a regular guest to the Raizada house and everyone had grown very fond of her, she too had become a part of the family.

Armaan had been sentenced to 7 years in prison for attempted rape and Ashok was to serve 15 years because he was the brains behind the plan and due to other accusations other people had placed on him.

 

Payal was 3 months pregnant and Anjali too was about 4 and a half months pregnant. Everyone was excited and planning baby names. Akaash and Payal were waiting eagerly for their baby to come alone, whereas Anjali and Shyam were having cold feet and were worried about whether they would be good parents or not.

 

And then there was Arnav and Khushi who were enjoying life as a carefree couple. Ankina had hinted many times how she would like a third grandchild to be on the way, but Arnav had plainly said that he and Khushi just weren’t ready to take on parenthood just yet. Ankina was disappointed but she understood that Arnav and Khushi wanted their time as a couple.

 

Arnav and Khushi’s relationship had got better over the last 5 months. They had a better understanding of each other. Their relationship was probably at its strongest, both mentally and physically. They understood each other without the other having to say anything and the pleasure they could give each other was what every couple wanted.

 

*****

 

Arnav was getting ready to go to work. He was at the wardrobe looking through his clothes when he felt a slender pair of arms come and circle his waist. Khushi rested her chin on Arnav’s shoulder.

 

“Arnav, do you have to go to work?”

“Babe, you know I do!”

“Will you be back soon?”

“Why do you want be back home soon today? What are the plans?”

 

Khushi gave Arnav a sexy wink and knew that there was definitely something playing on her mind.

 

“You be ready for me then, I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

“I’ll be waiting!”

 

Arnav pecked Khushi lightly on the lips and then closed the wardrobe door. He picked his bag up smiled and then left the room. Khushi followed him out.

 

*****

 

Khushi was in the kitchen, helping Ankina and Manorama prepare dinner. Payal and Anjali were no longer permitted to step even a foot into the kitchen. To begin with the elder women of the family felt that this would create friction between the pregnant women and Khushi, however they had been proved wrong to see how every time Payal or Anjali entered the kitchen, Khushi would shoo them away, claiming that the kitchen was now her territory.

 

Ankina couldn’t help but count her lucky stars. She never thought she would come back to her family and she had never thought that her son would select himself such a traditional and understanding girl to be his wife. Ankina walked back into the kitchen and saw that Khushi was pottering away busily.

 

“Is dinner ready my dear?”

“Yes Ma, dinner is ready and Hari Prakash has started taking the dishes out.”

“Ok. Do you know when chote will be back?”

“He should be back soon. He said he wouldn’t be too late.”

“Ok dear.”

 

The Raizada’s sat down to dinner, but Khushi remained on her feet serving everyone.

 

“Khushi sit down and have dinner.”

“It’s ok Naniji. I’ll wait until Arnav ji gets back and I’ll eat with him.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

 

Everyone continued to eat and Khushi kept glancing at the clock and then at the door. After a while the front door opened and Arnav strolled in casually. Khushi felt her heart miss a beat. She rushed over to him.

 

“Your late!”

“Sorry baby just got caught up with work. Have you eaten?”

“No, I was waiting for you!”

“Ok, let me get changed and then we’ll eat.”

“Ok.”

 

Arnav went upstairs and got changed, freshened up and then came back. the Raizada family were now in the living room, enjoying a bit of family time.

 

“Oh chote, when did you get back?”

“Just a little while ago.”

“You go have dinner and then we can all sit and talk.”

“Ok di!”

 

Arnav walked into the living room and saw Khushi setting everything down on to the table. Arnav took his seat and smiled at Khushi. She went and sat down beside him. She began putting food on Arnav plate and then went to put food on her own plate, but Arnav stopped her.

 

“I’m feeding you today.”

“Why?”

“Because I wanted to. Do I need any other reason?”

“Not at all!”

 

Arnav smirked and placed a morsel in Khushi’s mouth and she took it. Her lips closed around Arnav’s fingers and he closed his eyes. Khushi did the same and fed Arnav. They kept doing this until the entire plate was empty.

Khushi passed the plate and the dishes into the kitchen to get cleaned and then she and Arnav joined the rest of the Raizada family in the living room. Everyone was joking and talking. Arnav sat down and Khushi sat beside him. Everyone spoke for a long time and Arnav couldn’t help but want to take Khushi away so that they could be alone in their bedroom. But he didn’t want anyone to feel bad, so they remained seated.

 

After about an hour or so of talking, Khushi yawned and Arnav grasped this opportunity.

 

“Guys, Khushi’s tired and I too have work tomorrow. I think everyone should go to bed now! But if you don’t want to, you guys stay here, me and Khushi are going to call it a night.”

“But Bhai it’s only half 9!”

“And I want to go to bed!”

“Ok, chote you and Khushi go.”

“Thank you di!”

 

Arnav took Khushi’s hand and they made their way to their room.

 

“I wonder how much sleep they’re actually going to get!”

 

Everyone laughed.

 

“Anjali! You torment my son too much!”

“Ma, that is exactly what big sisters are there for”

 

Khushi and Arnav entered their room and Arnav locked the door. Khushi went and sat down on the bed.

 

“Alone at last!”

“Arnav, I really am tired.”

“You don’t have to pretend now, I’ve got you away from everyone else.”

“I wasn’t pretending, I really am sleepy.”

“I know how to make your sleep go away.”

 

Arnav stood up and pulled his t-shirt over his head to reveal his hard abs. Khushi smiled and her eyes widened. She suddenly didn’t feel sleepy anymore.

 

“I told you I knew how to make your sleep go away.”

“You sure do!”

 

Arnav came back over to the bed and pulled Khushi into his arms.

 

“I love you Khushi and nothing ever can change that!”

“I hope it doesn’t!”

 

Arnav lifted Khushi’s chin and placed a long and passionate kiss on her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close. Her hands began to wander into his hair, clutching on, never letting go. Arnav slowly began to push Khushi down onto the bed and placed himself on top of her and then propped himself up on his shoulder.

 

“Our love with last forever.”

“And to think it began with me thinking that you were forcing me to love you.”

“Well I may have slightly forced you to love me.”

“I didn’t mind then and I don’t mind now. You can always force to love me. I will always oblige to your every demand.”

“Every demand?”

“Well then, I force you to love me.”

“You don’t need to force me, I already do.”

 

Arnav lowered himself and placed himself on top of her. Touching her luscious body…

 

~THE END~

 

And that is where we must leave Arnav and Khushi. However do not be to upset guys because this isn’t the end of the story. Arnav and Khushi’s love story continues, simply with a new name. “Forgotten Love” will be hitting you all from next week. It’s a sequel to this. So be ready for it!

 

Forced to Love? ~ Part 34

Forced to Love? ~ Part 34
Arnav carried Khushi to the bed and sat her down. He then sat down next to her and smiled.

“Khushi this is new fresh start for both of us. Not just for us, but for everyone. Ma’s back and maybe we can all have a happy life as one big happy family.”
“Arnav, I was thinking, what do you think about what ma ji suggested?”
“You mean about us having a child?”
“Yeah.”
“Khushi I love kids and I love you, but its way to soon for us to start thinking about having children.”
“Thank goodness. I though you would say that you wanted a child as well. I too love children but I’m not ready to become a mother just yet.”
“That’s good to know. Anyway, let’s forget about all of this for now. This is just about me and you. Khushi I want us to forget about everything that’s happened over the last couple of days. Like I said this is a new start for everyone including us.”
“It’s my entire fault that we’re facing so much. We could have had an awesome start to our relationship. But then I was stupid enough to run after Karan hoping that he would turn around and look at me again. And then I was stupid enough not to realise that I had a psycho behind me that wanted to rape me. You deserve a girl who’s so much better than me.”
“Khushi don’t you dare say anything like that! I swear if I have to force you to remember that I will!”
“Ok, I’m sorry I won’t say it but that is what I think.”
“Don’t think that Khushi, please don’t think that. You are amazing, beautiful and the only girl I’ve ever wanted.”

Khushi smiled and Arnav moved in slowly. Khushi shut her eyes, waiting for what was to come. Arnav pressed his lips to Khushi’s without any mercy and Khushi held him. She was surprised to find that despite the intensity of the kiss, Arnav’s lips remained soft and warm. Khushi wrapped her arms around Arnav and kissed him with everything she had. Slowly Arnav fell back onto the bed, pushing Khushi down before himself. Khushi lay back on the bed and held Arnav close to herself, never breaking the kiss. Khushi wrapped her legs around Arnav’s waste and Arnav touched her thighs even though they were still covered with layers of clothes. Khushi pushed Arnav away and sat up gasping for air. Arnav looked at her slightly confused, thinking that she may need a bit of time. But as always she didn’t fail to surprise him. Khushi moved back in and pulled Arnav’s t-shirt over his head and unbuckled his trousers. Khushi touched his hard chest and left a trail of wet kisses down his chest. She then moved back again and pulled her kameez off over her head. Arnav looked at her as she tried to pull the kameez off. She couldn’t see him because her head was still stuck but Arnav couldn’t help but stare. Her breasts overly large and they fitted perfectly in his hands. The position she was in now just turned him on. She was still struggling with the kameez with her chest thrown forwards. Her bra was purple and was covering her modestly, but it simply wasn’t enough. Khushi finally managed to get her head out and threw the kameez aside.

“That didn’t look as sexy as I wanted it to.”
“What are you talking about, that looked really sexy.”
“Arnav, don’t lie!”
“I’m not! It did look sexy. But you know what would be better? If you removed that horrid shelwar, which is blocking my view of your beautiful legs.”

Khushi smiled and stood on the bed and wiggled out of the shelwar. Arnav looked as she did so. Her legs came into view and he saw her purple lacy panties and felt himself go even harder. Khushi came down and sat on Arnav’s lap.

“God has truly made you so special.”
“You think I’m that special?”
“You are Khushi, I know you are.”

Khushi looked at Arnav smiling, while he simply started at her. To start with Khushi was alright with it, but then she realised they weren’t getting anywhere.

“Arnav.”
“Hmm?”
“Kiss me.”

Arnav held Khushi close and kissed her and lay her down onto the bed. Khushi let her tongue enter his mouth and felt Arnav’s duelling with hers for dominance. Khushi let her hands wander and touched Arnav’s hard chest. She ran her hands along his chest and felt Arnav intensify the kiss further. Arnav was lying on top of her so she wrapped her legs around him and held him close to her body. Arnav’s lips descended from her lips and travelled to the column of her neck. Khushi let out a moan and Arnav felt it rumble in her neck. Khushi’s hands fiddled with Arnav’s trousers. He realised what she was trying to do and pulled his trousers away leaving him in just his boxers. Khushi touched the bulge in his boxers and Arnav felt a surge of electricity run though his body. Arnav held Khushi hand.

“No.”
“I want to touch you.”
“Khushi, if you’re touching me, how will I be in you?”

Khushi blushed and moved her hand away. Arnav moved away and unhooked her bra and threw it aside. He grasped one of her breasts gently and kneaded it. Khushi gasped at the feeling of his hands on her body. His mouth moved to her breast that wasn’t covered and began sucking gently. Khushi arched back into the bed letting Arnav’s hands and mouth run over her chest.

“Arnav, please.”

Before she could say anything else she felt his hands pulling her panties away. Khushi clenched her legs together.

“Baby let me get to you.”

Khushi slowly moved her legs apart and Arnav pushed a finger into her. Khushi’s body clenched around his finger.

“Babe, it’s me, its ok.”

He felt her ease and pulled his finger out only to push it in again, Arnav continued to do this for a while until he realised her body wasn’t clenching around him as much as it was before. He then pushed another finger in to join the other. Khushi gasped and her hips lifted off the bed.

“Arnav, you’re torturing me now, please just enter me.”
“Are you sure you’re ready because I am huge and very hard today!”
“You were like that on our first night.”
“You enjoyed it then.”
“And I’m going to enjoy it now if you just get on with it.”

Arnav laughed at Khushi and then braced himself. He hung over her a second and then plunged his long hard steel of rod into her wet core. Khushi gasped out in pleasure.

“Are you ok?”
“I’m fine.”

Arnav penetrated into Khushi, slow at first and then getting quicker as time passed. Khushi wrapped her legs around Arnav’s waist and held him close to her body. While Arnav pleasured her in one way, his hands continued to roam over her body. Arnav bit her neck and Khushi let out a low moan. Arnav continued to penetrate her body and her hips lifted to meet him thrust for thrust. Arnav felt khushi’s inner walls start to clench around him. He was finding it harder to penetrate her. After a little while more, Khushi climaxed and Arnav released moments after her.

Khushi rolled off her and lay on his side of the bed and stroked Khushi’s cheek.

Forced to Love? ~ Part 33

Forced to Love? ~ Part 33

 

 

 “Ma?”

 

The woman nodded, smiling. Ankina looked at her confused looking son and smiled.

 

“It really is me chote.”

“But ma, we thought you…”

“I know. But I didn’t, and I’m here now.”

 

Nani was quiet the whole time and now spoke up.

 

“Ankina you owe us all an explanation. I know you’re my daughter, but you cant just walk back into our lives and say that you are back, where have you been all these years.”

“Ma, I understand and I was going to explain. 14 years ago, I attempted to commit suicide. We all know why. And I almost succeeded, but my fall was broken due to a small barge on the water. I fell unconscious and the men on the barge took me to the nearest hospital. I don’t know what happened after that, but I woke up 4 years later. I was in coma for about 4 years! I was going to come back, but then I didn’t know how to. I thought that 4 years had passed you would have moved on. So I got my own house and was living my own life and then one day I was shopping and I saw Anaamika. We bumped into each other and Anaamika recognised me. Since then she’s encouraged me to come back, but I didn’t want to. I couldn’t. Anaamika’s helped me all these years and she’s the reason I’m here today.”

“You should have come back.”

“I know ma, I’m sorry.”

 

“Mom, nani, stop! Forget the past. What matters is that you’re here mom and I don’t care about anything else.”

 

Arnav hugged his mother and couldn’t help but let his tears fall.

 

“Why is my big boy crying?”

“Because you’re here!”

“Do you want me to go chote?”

“NO!”

“Then stop crying right now!”

 

Arnav pulled away from his mother and smiled.

 

“Ma, this is my beautiful wife, Khushi.”

 

Khushi touched her mother-in-law’s feet and smiled. Ankina looked at Khushi and frowned. Khushi looked away looking slightly nervous.

 

“This is your wife chote?!”

“Yeah, why?”

“You married her?”

“Yes mom. Is there something wrong with Khushi?”

“Yes there is! She is so beautiful I’m shocked that there can be a girl that beautiful walking this planet!”

 

Khushi let out a sigh of relief; she thought that Ankina didn’t approve of her. Khushi hugged Ankina. Anaamika smiled and then stood up.

 

“I should get going now.”

 

Khushi stood.

 

“No aunty you cant go without eating! If it wasn’t for you, ma ji may not have come back to meet us. You must eat here and then go!”

“Ok, my dear.”

“Payal can you sort the guest room out for ma.”

“Sure.”

“Hari Prakash! Can you start sorting ma’s bedroom out?”

“Yes sir.”

 

Everyone sat down and began eating there dinner. Arnav watched Khushi eating and talking to his mother. She was so cute.

 

“Chote, why are you staring at my daughter-in-law?”

 

Arnav blushed slightly and looked away.

 

“Mom!”

“Ma get used to it. Our chote is always staring at Khushi!”

“Anjali where’s my son-in-law?”

“He’s just gone to get some flowers for your room.”

“Oh, he shouldn’t have!”

 

Everyone ate dinner, making small talk as they went along. All through dinner, Arnav looked at Khushi with longing eyes, wanting, waiting to be alone with her.

 

“So when will I see my grandchildren?”

 

Ankina looked at both her children when she asked this. Arnav smiled to Khushi who looked away shyly. Shyam had just walked back in moments before and had sat down with Anjali.

 

“Ma ji. I think it’s too soon to think about children.”

“But Damandji, I’m aware you have been married for near enough 3 years now.”

“We don’t really want to think about children now.”

“Do you feel the same Anjali?”

“Yes ma.”

“Chote, what about you and Khushi?”

“Mom, we’ve only been married a couple of months!”

“That doesn’t mean you have to wait!”

“Mom! Please, we need time to ourselves!”

“Alright, alright!”

 

Everyone finished their dinner and sat and talked to Ankina in the living room. Anaamika left. Arnav’s eyes stayed on Khushi and never left. Khushi noticed this and blushed.

 

“What’s the matter child? You’re blushing and turning into a tomato.”

“Nothing Ma ji.”

“Mom, I’m tired and Khushi is to, can we go to bed?”

 

Nani, Mamiji, Mamaji, Akaash, Payal, Anjali, Shyam and NK laughed. Ankina looked from one of them to another, not fully understanding the inside secret. 

 

“Yeah chote, you take Khushi and you guys get some rest!”

 

Arnav looked at his sister and knew that she knew exactly what was going on in his head. Arnav shook his head and grabbed Khushi’s hand. He led her up the stairs and then once they reached their bedroom door, he lifted her off her feet and carried her into the room. Khushi rested her head on Arnav’s chest. Listening to the beating of his heart, she could hear it pounding away against his ribcage. Khushi wrapped her arms around his neck and sighed, this is where she belonged, in his arms, against his heart, and this is where she liked it.

Forced to Love? ~ Part 32

Forced to Love? ~ Part 32

 

 

Arnav came back home and looked around. The living room was empty but he could hear talking from the kitchen. He walked in and saw Payal and Anjali cooking. He looked around but didn’t see Khushi.

 

“Oh Chote, you’re back?”

“Yeah.”

“How was it?”

“It was ok. They’re both suffering.”

“That’s good then! Did you go to see Anaamika aunty?”

“Yeah.”

“What did she say?”

“Nothing much. Di, where’s Khushi?”

“Oh she was tired do I told her to go and rest.”

 

Arnav nodded and then made his way up the stairs. He opened the door to their bedroom and saw Khushi sitting on the bed, flicking through their marriage album.

Arnav could see she had tears in her eyes. Arnav shut the door and then went over to sit by her.

 

“What the matter?”

 

Khushi looked up and wiped her eyes.

 

“Nothing, when did you come back? Should I get you anything?”

 

Khushi, got up, but Arnav stopped her by holding her hand tenderly. He pulled her back.

 

“I know something’s the matter.”

 

Khushi looked at Arnav and then broke down into tears. She rested her head on his lap and hugged him around the waist, like a child.

 

“Why did this have to happen?”

“Baby, don’t cry.”

 

Khushi suddenly pulled away and curled herself into a ball.

 

“I shouldn’t have hugged you, I shouldn’t have held you.”

“Oh course you should have. I’m your husband. If you don’t hug me, who else are you supposed to hug?”

“No! I’m dirty, impure, I can’t touch you and you can’t touch me!”

“Khushi! Why are you saying that? You are not dirty, and you are the purest human around!”

“No, I’m not. I was nearly raped. Another man nearly touched me!”

 

Arnav shook his head and lifted Khushi and pulled her close.

 

“Nearly Khushi, nearly. He didn’t rape you, you are clean and you are my wife.”

“But he nearly did!”

“I know it hurts you…”

“Its not about me, Arnav, its about you! How can you live with a woman who’s been touched by another? You deserve so much more!”

 

Arnav looked at Khushi, shocked at what had just come out of her mouth. And it finally hit him. She didn’t feel good enough for him. Again!

 

“Khushi, don’t say that! You are good enough for me! You are the best I could ever do! To be honest, I’m shocked I got such a unique individual like you as my wife! And again, he never managed to do anything to you, and even if he had, I would still want you more than anything because I love you. You are my world, my future and my will to live.”

“Really?”

“Hell yes!”

 

Khushi smiled slightly and sat up. She looked at Arnav and then moved in. Arnav realised her intentions and met her half way. Arnav kissed Khushi. It was a mouth-consuming kiss. He was needy for her and she was just as needy for him. Arnav pulled Khushi closer to his body and felt her body mould against his. Khushi let her hands wander into his thick hair and she held him. Arnav touched Khushi waist, trying to find the bottom of her kameez. He found it and lifted the material and let his hands in underneath the fabric. Khushi felt a jolt of electricity run through her body. His hands were cold on her bare back, and she liked it. The kiss intensified and Khushi pressed herself further into Arnav’s body. Arnav held her closer and slowly lowered himself and Khushi onto the bed. Arnav’s back hit the bed and Khushi was on top of him. Khushi hands fumbled at the buttons of his shirt and opened the first three. Before she could go further there was a rapid knock at their door. Khushi broke the kiss and looked up.

 

“Chote, Khushi! Open the door quickly!”

“Di, we’re busy!”

“I don’t care, this is important!”

“Di so is this!”

“Chote, either you open the damn door, or I’ll get Shyam to break the door down!”

“Alright! We’re opening the door.”

 

Arnav got up; looking annoyed and refastened his shirt. He looked back and saw Khushi sorting herself out. When she was ready, he opened the door to look straight at his worried looking sister.

 

“Where’s the fire then?”

“Chote, you and Khushi have to come downstairs now!”

“Why, just come on!”

 

Anjali turned around and headed down the stairs. Arnav looked at Khushi and gestured that they should go. Khushi smiled and complied. Arnav took her hand gently and they went downstairs. Sitting there was Anaamika with another woman who looked of similar age. The entire Raizada household looked tense.

 

“Anaamika aunty? Is everything ok?”

“Arnav my boy! Khushi!”

 

She got up and hugged Khushi.

 

“I’m so very sorry for what Armaan did. I regret giving birth to him, I really do.”

“Aunty, its ok. Its in the past now. I’m moving on, you please forget about it as well.”

“You are such a sensible girl. God bless you my dear.”

 

Khushi smiled and looked at the other woman, slightly confused.

 

“Aunty what’s brought you here all of a sudden.”

“There’s something that I should have told you, something which is important for you to know.”

 

Khushi observed the other woman and was facing her.

 

“Ma ji? No you can’t be. But you look exactly like his mom. The same eyes.”

“Beta I…”

 

Arnav came over and looked at the woman and gasped.

 

“Ma?”

 

The woman nodded, smiling.

Forced to Love? ~ Part 32

 

 

Arnav came back home and looked around. The living room was empty but he could hear talking from the kitchen. He walked in and saw Payal and Anjali cooking. He looked around but didn’t see Khushi.

 

“Oh Chote, you’re back?”

“Yeah.”

“How was it?”

“It was ok. They’re both suffering.”

“That’s good then! Did you go to see Anaamika aunty?”

“Yeah.”

“What did she say?”

“Nothing much. Di, where’s Khushi?”

“Oh she was tired do I told her to go and rest.”

 

Arnav nodded and then made his way up the stairs. He opened the door to their bedroom and saw Khushi sitting on the bed, flicking through their marriage album.

Arnav could see she had tears in her eyes. Arnav shut the door and then went over to sit by her.

 

“What the matter?”

 

Khushi looked up and wiped her eyes.

 

“Nothing, when did you come back? Should I get you anything?”

 

Khushi, got up, but Arnav stopped her by holding her hand tenderly. He pulled her back.

 

“I know something’s the matter.”

 

Khushi looked at Arnav and then broke down into tears. She rested her head on his lap and hugged him around the waist, like a child.

 

“Why did this have to happen?”

“Baby, don’t cry.”

 

Khushi suddenly pulled away and curled herself into a ball.

 

“I shouldn’t have hugged you, I shouldn’t have held you.”

“Oh course you should have. I’m your husband. If you don’t hug me, who else are you supposed to hug?”

“No! I’m dirty, impure, I can’t touch you and you can’t touch me!”

“Khushi! Why are you saying that? You are not dirty, and you are the purest human around!”

“No, I’m not. I was nearly raped. Another man nearly touched me!”

 

Arnav shook his head and lifted Khushi and pulled her close.

 

“Nearly Khushi, nearly. He didn’t rape you, you are clean and you are my wife.”

“But he nearly did!”

“I know it hurts you…”

“Its not about me, Arnav, its about you! How can you live with a woman who’s been touched by another? You deserve so much more!”

 

Arnav looked at Khushi, shocked at what had just come out of her mouth. And it finally hit him. She didn’t feel good enough for him. Again!

 

“Khushi, don’t say that! You are good enough for me! You are the best I could ever do! To be honest, I’m shocked I got such a unique individual like you as my wife! And again, he never managed to do anything to you, and even if he had, I would still want you more than anything because I love you. You are my world, my future and my will to live.”

“Really?”

“Hell yes!”

 

Khushi smiled slightly and sat up. She looked at Arnav and then moved in. Arnav realised her intentions and met her half way. Arnav kissed Khushi. It was a mouth-consuming kiss. He was needy for her and she was just as needy for him. Arnav pulled Khushi closer to his body and felt her body mould against his. Khushi let her hands wander into his thick hair and she held him. Arnav touched Khushi waist, trying to find the bottom of her kameez. He found it and lifted the material and let his hands in underneath the fabric. Khushi felt a jolt of electricity run through her body. His hands were cold on her bare back, and she liked it. The kiss intensified and Khushi pressed herself further into Arnav’s body. Arnav held her closer and slowly lowered himself and Khushi onto the bed. Arnav’s back hit the bed and Khushi was on top of him. Khushi hands fumbled at the buttons of his shirt and opened the first three. Before she could go further there was a rapid knock at their door. Khushi broke the kiss and looked up.

 

“Chote, Khushi! Open the door quickly!”

“Di, we’re busy!”

“I don’t care, this is important!”

“Di so is this!”

“Chote, either you open the damn door, or I’ll get Shyam to break the door down!”

“Alright! We’re opening the door.”

 

Arnav got up; looking annoyed and refastened his shirt. He looked back and saw Khushi sorting herself out. When she was ready, he opened the door to look straight at his worried looking sister.

 

“Where’s the fire then?”

“Chote, you and Khushi have to come downstairs now!”

“Why, just come on!”

 

Anjali turned around and headed down the stairs. Arnav looked at Khushi and gestured that they should go. Khushi smiled and complied. Arnav took her hand gently and they went downstairs. Sitting there was Anaamika with another woman who looked of similar age. The entire Raizada household looked tense.

 

“Anaamika aunty? Is everything ok?”

“Arnav my boy! Khushi!”

 

She got up and hugged Khushi.

 

“I’m so very sorry for what Armaan did. I regret giving birth to him, I really do.”

“Aunty, its ok. Its in the past now. I’m moving on, you please forget about it as well.”

“You are such a sensible girl. God bless you my dear.”

 

Khushi smiled and looked at the other woman, slightly confused.

 

“Aunty what’s brought you here all of a sudden.”

“There’s something that I should have told you, something which is important for you to know.”

 

Khushi observed the other woman and was facing her.

 

“Ma ji? No you can’t be. But you look exactly like his mom. The same eyes.”

“Beta I…”

 

Arnav came over and looked at the woman and gasped.

 

“Ma?”

 

The woman nodded, smiling.

Forced to Love? ~ Part 31

Forced to Love? ~ Part 31

 

 

Arnav had seen Khushi angry eyes and realised that she wasn’t in the mood for anything. He decided not to say anything at all. He didn’t want to make her more upset than she already was.

 

“Khushi, I wont force you. You do what you want, ok? I wont say anything.”

“Thank you.”

 

Arnav left the house, not knowing how he should be reacting to Khushi. He drove over to the prison. The inspector saw him and nodded.

 

“Mr Malik and Mr Malik?”

“Yes.”

“Right this way.”

 

Arnav followed the man and he led him to a quite part of the prison. He then saw Armaan and Ashok. Armaan stood up.

 

“Why have you come? Want to spit in our faces?”

“I have more class and dignity than you. I wont do that.”

“What do you want then?”

“Just came to make sure you were comfortable.”

“How’s your wife?”

“DON’T TALK ABOUT MY WIFE!”

“Both of you shut up! You’re both failures and I hate calling you both my sons!”

“Dad?”

“Yes even you Armaan! You had a simple job, rape Khushi and then we threaten to tell everyone that the Raizada daughter-in-law got raped and we’ll only stay quiet if they gave us everything they owned! But even you couldn’t manage that!”

“What? You two planned this?”

“Dad, shut up!”

“We’re in jail now, who cares?”

“This all was planned?”

“Yes Arnav, it was planned! Do you think I’d just turn up after all those years without a motive?”

“You planned this! How could you?”

“For the money! I’ve lost everything and Anaamika will no longer fund for my life!”

“That’s why she told you to leave?”

“Yeah. But personally I would have left her any way. She’s a boring old bat.”

“She’ll be better without you. Any way…”

 

Arnav turned around and looked at the inspector.

 

“You heard everything. Now you can make sure they both get a life sentence!”

“Yes sir!”

 

Arnav turned around and looked at his father and half brother one last time.

 

“Enjoy your time here!”

 

He made his way out and called Anaamika.

 

“Hello?”

“Aunty, it’s Arnav, can I come round?”

“Oh, Arnav! Yes please, do come round!”

“Ok, I’ll be there soon.”

 

Arnav disconnected the call and then got into the car, he then drove to Anaamika’s place. he got there in a little while and knocked on the door, not really knowing how to tell her what happened.

Anaamika opened the door and hugged Arnav and then let him in. Arnav walked in and sat on the sofa. Anaamika placed some items of food before him and then he began to explain everything that had happened. Anaamika looked shocked and couldn’t help but let a few tears fell.

 

“I’m so sorry! My son! I never thought he’d do something as horrible as that! How is Khushi?”

“She’s keeping her distance.”

“Oh goodness. Well if you need anything, you know where to find me my boy.”

“Thank you. I should go now.”

“Take care of Khushi.”

“I will and please, aunty, take care of yourself.”

“I will.”

 

Arnav let himself out and drove off. Anaamika watched him go. She then picked up the phone and dialled.

 

“Yes, its me. Arnav just came to see me. Ashok and Armaan are in jail because they tried to rape Arnav’s wife. Now do you see why I said that you need to come back into their lives? They need you!”

“Alright. I will see what I can do. But you will have to come with me.”

“Will you really come out into the open again?”

“Yes I will.”

Forced to Love? ~ Part 30

Forced to Love? ~ Part 30

 

 

“Please, don’t touch me!”

 

Arnav looked at Khushi, shocked at what had just come out of her mouth.

 

“Khushi?”

“Please, don’t touch me. I don’t want you near me, please!”

 

Arnav saw tears forming and falling from Khushi’s eyes. He reached over and tried to stop the tears from falling. But Khushi pushed his hand away.

 

“Why don’t you understand stop trying to touch me.”

“Khushi, calm down, if you don’t want me to touch you, I wont, but baby remember, I’m here for you and I will help you get over all this.”

“Just stop Arnav. You don’t understand! How could you? No ones ever almost raped you have they? Held you down, stripped you and touched you where it means the most, against your own will!”

“Baby, I know. I can feel your pain.”

“Please. You cant.”

“Khushi, I can!”

 

Khushi shook her head and got up and made her way to the recliner.

 

“Why are you going there?”

“I can’t sleep on the bed. Not after what happened.”

“But what about all our memories on this bed?”

 

Khushi shook her head and sat down on the recliner. She sighed and they lay down. Arnav watched her and got up as well. He too took his pillow and settled himself beside her on the recliner.

 

“I’m right here, with you, always Khushi. So if you want to sleep on the recliner, I will as well.”

“Arnav.”

“You can’t push me away, I know you need me the most now. And I wont leave your side.”

 

Arnav got up again and switched the lights off. It was tight, but Khushi was tiny nd they both fitted on the recliner. Arnav tried getting close, but she kept moving away, so he stopped and gave her the space she needed. He didn’t want her to sleep on the floor because of him.

Arnav closed his eyes and felt sleep taking his body.

 

*****

 

“No, please, please, don’t, let me go!”

 

Arnav jumped up hearing Khushi’s terrified whimpers. He looked at her and saw she was still sleeping. He placed his hands on her shouldn’t and tried to wake her up. He remembered how she said on their first night; she had nightmares if someone didn’t hold her while she slept. Arnav woke her up and she looked at him startled. She hugged him.

 

“You saved me!”

“Khushi it was only a bad dream.”

“Still, I felt like I was stuck in the dream.”

“Then remember that I’ll always be here to pull you out of your bad dream.”

 

Arnav tried to kiss her, but Khushi moved away.

 

“Why do you keep doing this?”

“What?”

“Trying to come near me?”

“Because you’re my wife and I love you.”

 “I don’t want you near me ok? So just leave me be!”
”All right. But you will pull through this. I swear you will.”

“Just let me sleep ok?”

 

Arnav realised that this was beyond what he imagined. He thought that after a while she would overcome and warm up to him again, but it looked like it would be harder than he thought. Arnav gave her space and watched as she settled down on the recliner again. He too snuggled into the blanket and watched as she drifted off to sleep. She was so clean so pure, and now because of Armaan, she considered herself dirty. He shook his head, mentally remembering that he would have to go to the prison tomorrow to see what his so called father and Armaan were getting up to. He also remembered that he had to let Anaamika aunty know. Putting all his thoughts aside, Arnav got comfortable and then fell asleep.

 

*****

 

Arnav woke up the next morning, feeling stiff. It was the first time he’d spelt on anything but a bed. He turned to his side and saw that Khushi wasn’t there. He looked around and saw that the wardrobe was open and so was the bathroom door, meaning she had already got ready and gone downstairs. Arnav shook his head and got ready.

Once ready he made his way down the stairs and saw everyone already having breakfast.

 

“Chote are you going somewhere?”

“I’m going to the prison.”

“Aren’t you going to have breakfast?”

“I’ll get something on the way.”

“Do you have to go so early?”

“Di I’d prefer to get this over with now. And I have to see Anaamika aunty afterwards as well.”

“Ok then. Be safe and come back soon.”

 

Arnav said bye to everyone and then noticed Khushi coming out of the kitchen. This annoyed the life out of him. He marched over to Anjali.

 

“Why is Khushi anywhere near the kitchen? I don’t want her doing anything!”

“I told her to take it easy, but she just wouldn’t listen.”

“Khushi! Don’t do that honey! You don’t need to be doing any work at the moment.”

 “But I want to.”

“I said you cant.”

“Are you going to force me not to.”

“If I have to then yes.”

 

Khushi scoffed and Arnav saw an angry look in her eyes.

 

“That’s nice to know. Everyone’s just going to force everything onto me now. You’re going to force me out of the kitchen, someone else is going to force themselves on to me and then there’s you, forcing me to love you! Is this how its going to be, everyone’s constantly going to be forcing me?”

Forced to Love? ~ Part 29

Forced to Love? ~ Part 29

 

 

 

Just then the door flew open! Arnav looked around the room and then the most horrid sight hit him. His wife beneath Armaan.

 

“What the f**k is going on here?”

 

Armaan jumped away leaving a shivering Khushi on the bed.

 

“She came onto me!”

“You lying ba***rd!

“I swear it was all her!”

 

Arnav rushed over to Khushi and covered her shivering body and sat next to her.

 

“Baby, give me a minute to sort this as****e out.”

 

He rushed over to Armaan and punched him square in the jaw.

 

“How dare you do that to my wife, how dare you even look at her with your filthy eyes! I knew you were no good when I looked at you! You’re a desperate git just like your father!”

 

Arnav opened the door and left the room, dragging Armaan with him.

 

“Everyone leave, this party is over! Di, Akaash, Payal, Jijaji, Nani, Mamaji, Mamiji! Come here now.”

 

Everyone rushed up the stairs.

 

“What’s the matter?”

“This scum bag, attempted to rape my wife!”

 

Anjali, Manorama and Payal gasped and rushed into the room. They sat down beside Khushi. Khushi saw them and sat up clutching the covers and cried bitterly in Anjali’s arms.

 

“Di, look what’s happened to me!”

“Don’t cry Khushi. Everything will be fine. Watch chote will beat him up and make him suffer so much!”

 

Outside Arnav was still beating the crap out of Armaan when Ashok ran up the stairs.

 

“What’s going on here? Why is one of my sons beating the other one up? You’re brothers, you should love each other.”

“Shut the hell up! He isn’t a brother and you aren’t my dad! Why the hell did you come? I bet you both planned this didn’t you?”

“What are you talking about Arnav?”

“He tried to rape my wife!”

“Arnav! How dare you accuse Armaan of such a thing! He would never do that! How do you know your wife wasn’t a willing participant and now that she got caught is acting like he was trying to rape her!”

“That’s what happened dad! She came onto me!”

“You lying scum! Get the hell out of my house, both of you. Otherwise I wont spare either of you!”

“You can’t tell me to leave! I’m your father!”

“You’ve never been anyone to me and now because that son of you almost raped my wife, either you both leave, and you keep your respect or I will throw you out and hand you both over to the police!”

 

there was a bit of argument and Arnav attempted to hit Armaan again but was stopped by Shyam.

 

“He isn’t worth it Saale Saab. Don’t waste your energy on a person like him.”

 

Just then the police came in.

 

“Take them away officer. Armaan Malik should be charged with attempted rape and Ashok Malik for years of fraud and for having an affair while married to my mother.”

“Yes sir!”

 

The police officers to Armaan and Ashok away. Arnav couldn’t help but feeling a huge burden lighten from his shoulders.

 

“But who called the police?”

“I did Saale Saab, I didn’t want them to get away with hurting you and Khushi ji so much, so I called for the police, I hope you don’t mind.”

“Thank you Jijaji!”

“You’re very welcome.”

“Bhai, should you be in there comforting Khushi ji?”

“Oh my god!”

 

Arnav rushed into his bedroom and dismissed his sister, sister-in-law and aunt. They left and shut the door behind then.

 

“Khushi, you ok?”

“No.”

“Stupid question. Baby don’t worry about it, he’s gone and I’m going to make sure he rots in that jail! Don’t worry everything’s going to be fine.”

“No it isn’t.”

“It will, I promise you. Go get ready for bed baby, you need rest.”

 

Arnav got up and gave Khushi her nightie and her dressing gown. She took it, her hands shaking. She bundled the covers around her and made her way to the bathroom. She tripped over the covers and she braced herself to hit the cold ground, but never felt it. Slowly she opened her eyes to see Arnav smiling at her. She pulled herself out of his grip and rushed off into the bathroom. She locked the door and removed the covers and looked at her naked body. She felt like vomiting, looking at her body. She was used to seeing bites, after all she got plenty of them from Arnav, but this was beyond anything. Her body was bruised and the bites were so deep they’d turned black. Tears fell from her eyes; she didn’t know what to do. She couldn’t let Arnav see her like this. She looked hideous. Khushi had a shower and then slowly got dressed. Her body hurt and she didn’t feel like moving. She got dressed and then left the room. Arnav was sitting in the bed, waiting for her. He saw he come out of the bathroom and rushed over to her side to help her. He held her arms, but she avoided his touch and walked away.

She got into bed and covered herself with the blanket and snuggled into go to sleep. Arnav too got into bed. He threw an arm around her and tried to pull her towards himself. Khushi gaped and she jumped slightly.

 

“Please, don’t touch me!”

Forced to Love? ~ Part 28

Forced to Love? ~ Part 28

 

 

Khushi and all of the Raizada’s were preparing for Arnav’s birthday bash. Everyone was in a happy mood. Arnav walked around the house, overseeing everything that was going on. He really didn’t care about his birthday, but seeing as everyone so lovingly wanted to do something, he allowed them. He watched as everyone fussed over decorations and then saw his father sitting around doing nothing, talking to his no good son. Arnav chose to ignore then and enjoy his day.

 

By 7pm everyone had arrived and the party was in full swing. Everyone was enjoying themselves and Arnav kept Khushi close to himself, showing his beautiful wife off to all his friends. Khushi smiled and laughed and interacted with the wives of Arnav’s friends. They were all lovely, but Khushi felt slightly out of place around them because of the fact they were from a higher-class background. Arnav felt her nervousness and squeezed her waist.

 

“Babe, you have nothing to feel worried about. You’re my beautiful wife and I don’t care what kind of a family your from.”

 

Khushi kissed Arnav’s cheek when she was sure no one was looking. Arnav smiled and held her close. ArHi danced for a while and then one of Arnav’s friends came to him to talk. He let go of Khushi and walked to get them both drinks. She was coming back with them when she bumped into Armaan. She dropped the drinks all of herself and over him.

 

“Oh I’m so sorry bhabi, I didn’t see you.”

“Its ok.”

 

Khushi walked to Arnav.

 

“Arnav I need to change, I got drink all over me.”

“Sure, should I come with you?”

“No it’s fine, you don’t have to come.”

“Ok, but come back quickly baby.”

 

Arnav placed a small kiss on Khushi’s check. She blushed and then made her way to the stairs. Khushi climbed up slowly and made her way over to her room. She went in, closed the door behind her and went over to the cupboard. She pulled out another sari and went into the bathroom with it. A little while later she came out of the bathroom, ready to go. She opened the door of the bathroom and found him sitting on the bed.

 

“What are you doing here?”

“I came to talk to you.”

“I don’t want to talk to you.”

“You’re going to have to talk to me.”

 

Khushi shook her head and began making her way to the door. Armaan rushed up and stopped Khushi from opening the door. He covered the door with his body.

 

“Stop this and move!”

“No, not until you give me some times.”

“What the hell is wrong with you? I told you, I don’t want to talk to you, and you are no one to me.”

“I know we haven’t known each other long enough, but shouldn’t that be a reason to get to know each other?”

“Leave me please. Arnav’ll be waiting for me.”

“I wont let you go.”

“What the f**ks your problem?”

“Why you getting angry?”

“Because you’re annoying!”

 

Armaan looked at Khushi.

 

“You’re beautiful and I’m in love with you.”

“Yes I’m beautiful I know, I have the most handsome husband telling me so all the time!”

 

Armaan took a step towards Khushi and Khushi moved back.

 

“Keep away from me you freak!”

“Yes I have become a freak for you.”

 

Armaan kept coming closer until Khushi was pushed against the wall.

 

“Please keep away from me! Arnav will kill you if he finds out!”

“Then you might as well give me a kiss before that.”

“Get away from me.”

 

Armaan tried to hold her, but she squirmed out of his grip. She tried to rush away but he tripped her and she fell onto the bed.

 

“You’re making me angry. You let him eat your face and I don’t even get a kiss!”

“He’s my husband, my sole mate, my lover, he has every right!”

She tried to move but her held her wrist and tried to kiss her neck!

 

“No! Please no!”

“Shut up.”

“Please don’t do this to me! Please!”

 

Khushi begged for him to let her go, but his grip stayed firm. Khushi kicked and screamed, hoping he would let go, but nothing worked. Armaan was a psycho and nothing would affect him.

 

“Just stop struggling, otherwise I’ll make you regret it!”

 

He pulled her pallu away revealing her low blouse. He lowered his head and bit the top of her exposed cleavage. Khushi squirmed hoping that he would stop. Tears poured down her eyes.

 

“Stop please! Don’t do this to me.”

“You should have listened to me before then. I’m going to mark you as my property now.”

 

Khushi cried, begging for him to let her go. She cried out for Arnav, but knew he wouldn’t hear her, not over the loud music that was playing downstairs.

 

Armaan completely unravelled Khushi’s sari, she clutched to it, trying to keep it together, but his strength was beyond hers. He pulled her panties away and Khushi felt paralysed. She didn’t know what to do, but she knew what was coming her way. Silent tears ran down her face.

 

Just then the door flew open!

Forced to Love? ~ Part 27

Forced to Love? ~ Part 27

 

 

Arnav and Khushi made their way back to Shantivan.

 

“Arnav, I don’t understand how us going to see her helped with what we’re going to do about him.”

 “I’m not sure. But I guess it helps us. We have something against him.”

“I don’t know Arnav, it doesn’t fit.”

“Well she did the right thing, throwing him out.”

 

*****

 

“He was here, Arnav Singh Raizada was here!”

“Did you say anything about me?”

“No I didn’t say anything about you. But don’t you think you should tell him the truth. How long are you going to keep him in the dark for.”

“Its better he doesn’t know. He has a life now.”

“And you’re meant to be a part of it.”

“You wouldn’t understand. I cant. I’ll talk to you another time. Tell me if he gets in touch again.”

 

*****

 

Arnav and Khushi got home. They entered the house and found it partially empty. Armaan was sitting in the living room, watching TV. He saw Arnav and Khushi walk in and got up.

 

“Oh you guys are back! I though I’d be alone all day.”

“Where’s everyone gone?”

“Everyone’s gone to someone’s house and dad’s gone to see someone.”

“And they left you alone?”

“I guess so.”

 

Arnav turned his back to Armaan and began to walk away.

 

“I guess he doesn’t like me much?”

“Well you can’t expect him to treat you the way he treats Akaash jiju.”

“Well you can talk to be Bhabi.”

“Don’t call me that.”

“Why not?”

“Because if Arnav doesn’t consider you his brother, then I can’t consider you my brother in law.”

“Well then we can be friends!”

“Dream on.”

 

Khushi walked away and made her way to her room. Armaan watched her.

 

“Oh I have been dreaming about you.”

 

Khushi made her way to her room to see Arnav sitting on the bed with his face in his hands. Khushi sat down beside him and placed a hand on his shoulder. Arnav lifted his head and smiled weakly.

 

“I don’t know what to do Khushi. I can’t handle this. Seeing Armaan in my house when all I want to do is grab him by the ear and throw him out of my house.”

“Arnav I know its hard, but be strong. We will find a way to get rid of him and his father.”

 

Arnav smiled and chuckled at Khushi’s remark. He really was making her turn into him. His eyes fell on Khushi’s lips and couldn’t help but want to kiss them. Khushi noticed this and moved towards Arnav, stopping millimetres away from Arnav’s lips.

 

“If you see something you like, you should just take it.”

 

That was enough for Arnav. He grabbed Khushi by the nape of her neck and pulled her closer and kissed her senseless. Khushi wrapped her arms around Arnav’s neck and kissed him back. She felt the smell that was simply Arnav over taking her senses. Khushi sucked on Arnav’s top lip. Arnav allowed his tongue to enter Khushi’s mouth and explore the sweet taste from within her. Arnav pulled away, the need of oxygen was getting to him.

 

“Arnav, we’ll get through this.”

“I know we will.”

“Any way, on the bright side, it’s your birthday tomorrow.”

“I know! So what have you planned?”

“Oh you know, we’ll have a party and then maybe you’ll get an extra special gift from me.”

“Will it be anything like the gift I got after the last party we attended together?”

“Maybe.”

“Can I have a precap?”

 

Khushi leaned in and kissed Arnav teasingly. He tried to get a decent hold of her lips, but failed drastically.

 

“Arnav, wait and what you’ll get tomorrow will seem so much more enjoyable.”

“Khushi there’s still 2 whole days before that! Won’t I get in on some action tonight.”

“Nope. We will simply sleep tonight, nothing more.”

“Babe.”

“Arnav!”

“Fine have it your way.”

“I will! What should we do, I mean everyone’s out.”

“I did have an idea, but seeing as you wont agree…”

“Fine, but we will make out, nothing more!”

“I accept!”

 

Arnav held Khushi and pressed his lips onto hers. Khushi kissed him back as Arnav lowered them both down onto the bed. They were both unaware of the fact that their every move was being watched.

 

“You don’t want to talk to me Khushi, yet you’re willing to spend all moments of your day with your husband. You will pay for hurting my feelings like that. That’s the promise of Armaan!”

Forced to Love? ~ Part 26

Forced to Love? ~ Part 26

 

 

Khushi stretched on the bed like a cat the next morning. She looked at Arnav who was still sleeping. She kissed his forehead and blushed. He was such a wild one at night, yet looked like a baby when he was sleeping. Khushi reclined back against the headboard and then Arnav’s phone began to ring. He stirred in his sleep and told Khushi to get it for him.

 

“Babe answer it.”

 

Khushi reached over and answered the call.

 

“Hello?”

“Bhabi?”

“Yeah, but sorry who are you?”

“Oh sorry, it’s Aman.”

 “Oh, hi. Why are you calling so early, is everything ok?”

“Yeah its fine. Just wanted to tell Arnav that I’ve found Anaamika aunty.”

“When did he tell you?”

“He texted me last night and I was working all night.”

“Oh, ok. Wait let me wake him up, it’ll be better if you talk to him.”

 

Khushi poked Arnav and tried to get him to wake up.

 

“No Khushi! You kept me up way into the night, let me sleep now.”

 

Khushi poked him again and could hear Aman chuckling on the other side.

 

“Arnav its Aman on the phone. He’s got news about Anaamika aunty.”

 

Arnav jumped up and took the phone.

 

“Ya, Aman! Tell me what you got.”

 

Khushi watched as Arnav’s face went serious as he listened to what Aman was saying.

 

“Yeah send me the details.”

 

Arnav disconnected the call and looked at the details that Aman had sent. He then jumped out of bed and grabbed some clothes and rushed into the bathroom. Before walking in, he called out to Khushi. “Once I’m out, you better get ready quickly. You’re coming with me.”

 

*****

 

Arnav and Khushi arrived at the address that Aman had given them. Arnav was wearing his usual stuff but Khushi had taken the effort to wear a sari, they hadn’t told anyone where they were going. Arnav knocked on the large door and it was opened slowly after a few minutes.

 

An elderly woman stood at the door.

“How can I help you?”

“I’m Arnav Singh Raizada and this is my wife Khushi.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t think I know you.”

“I’m Ashok Malik’s son.”

“Oh. Ankina’s son?”

“Yeah.”

“Come in then.”

 

Arnav and Khushi walked in and looked around. Anaamika led them into the living room and told them to sit and then showed them where to sit and sat opposite them.

 

“Aunty, I know this must be awkward for you, but I assure you, I have no hard feelings for you.”

“But my boy, I am to blame.”

“No, you’re not. He lied to you the way he lied to my mother.”

“But I shouldn’t have realised.”

“Aunty please, what’s done is done. But I have something important to talk to you about. I want to know why he’s come back to us after all these years.”

“He’s gone to your place?”

“Yes, with your son.”

“That man and his son are nothing to me. That boy, I may have given birth to him, but is the exact of his father.”

“Aunty I know its personal but please tell us. Would you prefer to talk to Khushi and not me?”

“No its fine. I guess you do deserve to know what’s going on. Well things have been wrong with us for years and its just got so bad that I told him to leave. I thought Armaan would understand me, but he to walked out on me.”

 

Khushi rushed over to Anaamika’s side and put her arm around her.

 

“Aunty, I lost my mother and you lost your son because of that man, so please call me your son and may I call you my mom?”

 

Anaamika got up and hugged Arnav.

 

“I promise you my boy, whatever you want me to do, I will help you.”

“Aunty, we just wanted to know what happened. If we need help, then surely we will get in touch with you. Thank you for your time today and we hope that everything turns out well. Aunty remember you’re not alone, you have me and Khushi, so if you need anything just call us.”

“I will.”

 

Khushi hugged Anaamika again and then she and Arnav began to make their way out. Once they shut the door, she rushed back into the living room and picked up her phone.

“He was here, Arnav Singh Raizada was here!”