Away over December

Hi guys! Hope you all are doing very well. This is just a quick message to update you guys about myself.

So as the title suggests, I will be away over December. So from early December up until early January, I will be on holiday and I will have limited to no internet access.

All my updates are scheduled so even though I won’t be here, my work will be uploaded as usual. However, it will mean that I won’t be here to reply to and like comments. But when I come back, I will definitely try and catch up with all of that.

Now one of the main reasons why I am writing this message is because Fifty Shades is due to end while I am away and Unwanted it set to start up again while I am away. Now I wanted to ask you guys, would it be okay with you guys if I delayed the ending of Fifty Shades by a week? So instead of getting the last chapter on the 31st, you will get it the Sunday after? It’s just I want to be here and get your reactions to the ending of this story and beginning to the new one, as soon as the updates start going up.

 

What do do you guys think? Please let me know and I’ll speak to you all soon!

 

ALSO, we are super close to one million hits!! So as soon as we get to one million, I will be posting a special LONG remake OS. So keep your eyes peeled for that! It will be hitting you guys very, VERY soon!

Fifty Shades of Raizada ~ Part 16

Dressed in a simple mid length black dress with a mesh shrug, Khushi checked herself out in the mirror before proceeding to apply lipstick. Lips already lined, she went in to fill in her lips with the boldest and most striking shade of red she owned. Once done, she put down the lipstick, made sure that it looked perfect and then went to pick up her handbag. Putting it onto her shoulder, Khushi was finally ready.

Today was the day, the day Khushi had been dreading. It was contract signing day. In her heart Khushi knew this isn’t what she wanted, but she wanted Arnav. She didn’t want to have to let him go or give him up because of this. But at the same time she knew that this was a big deal, a decision that shouldn’t be taken lightly.

Taking a deep breath, she picked up the big brown envelope which contained the detailed contract with all her annotations and she slipped it into her bag before taking out her phone to call for a taxi.

Walking past her room, Lavanya almost walked on by without noticing Khushi. Almost.

 

“Woah.”

 

Turning, Khushi looked at Lavanya who was stood in her doorway, her mouth open and eyes wide.

 

“What?”

“Have you seen yourself?”

“Do I look bad?”

“No! You look sexy as hell! What the hell Khushi, I’ve never seen you like this.”

“Are you sure it’s okay?”

“It’s better than okay. ASR isn’t going to be able to keep his hands off of you.”

 

That’s the plan, Khushi thought to herself with a smirk.

 

“So you guys have a hot date planned?”

“Something like that.”

“Is he coming to collect you?”

“No, I said I’d meet up with him.”

 

Nodding, La blew Khushi a kiss before leaving her again. Checking herself one last time, Khushi left her room and made her way down to get her taxi.

 

*****

 

Sat waiting in the boardroom of his company, was Arnav Singh Raizada. He was dressed in one of his best business suits, hair styled to perfection and wore his best cologne. He had thought the negotiation of the contract would take place at his apartment, but Khushi had said she wanted it to be in the office, like a proper negotiation. Arnav couldn’t lie, the thought of it all turned him on. As much as he liked having control, a woman demanding what she wanted from him was also sexy and something he admired.

The table in his boardroom was a fairly long one, it could seat 20 people altogether. One person on each end and then nine on each side. The leaned back in his chair, anticipating what was to come. Khushi was actually going to sign the contract! She was finally going to be his.

A knock on the door brought Arnav out of his thoughts.

 

“Sir, Miss Gupta is here.”

“Send her in.”

 

A moment later, Khushi walked into the boardroom, her stride confident, her hips swaying. Arnav took her in, her perfect body, her long legs, her dark walnut coloured her… Getting to his feet, he offered Khushi the seat at the other end of the table.

 

“How are you today Khushi?”

“I’m good, yourself?”

“I’m just ready to get this show on the road.”

 

Taking out her copy of the contract from her bag, she opened it up and waited as Arnav opened up his own.

 

*****

 

Time ticked on as they went through the contract, Khushi doing most of the talking, telling Arnav exactly what he should cross out because there’s no way in hell she was going to even attempt that.

Throughout the course of the meeting, Arnav got more and more frustrated, she was taking so much out, only the mere basics were being left behind.

 

“Can we at least try it once before you say it’s a hard no.”

“No. Next point.”

 

She wasn’t really negotiating, she was telling him directly what was a no and she was sticking to her no. At many points Arnav was ready to throw in the towel and say he was done, that this wouldn’t work for him, but he wanted Khushi in a way he’d never wanted anyone before. And she knew it and was playing on it to the best of her ability. If this was any other woman, he would have told her where the door was hours ago, but this was Khushi. Something about her made him willing to her demands. She did something to him and he wasn’t sure yet if he liked it or not.

Much, much later, they’d been through the contract, discussed all the terms and signed them.

 

“I’ll have a new copy with all the alterations drawn up as soon as possible.”

“So is this official now?”

“Yeah, it is.”

 

Arnav got to his feet and walked over to Khushi.

 

“I think we need to celebrate.”

“What did you have in mind?”

 

Pulling her off the chair and onto her feet, Arnav wrapped his arms around her waist.

 

“Do you have any idea how sexy you’re looking today?”

 

Her eyes lowered as a blush spread across her cheeks. Khushi’s hands raised and she placed them on his chest.

 

“You look as handsome as ever Mr Raizada.”

 

Placing his hands on her waist, he pulled her into himself, their hips touching. Khushi draped her arms around his neck as Arnav lowered his lips to her neck, placing a line of kisses on her neck and along her collar bone. His hands moved to her shoulders, pushing the shrug away, all the while continuing his assault on her neck. His hands found their way onto the back of his neck as she held him closer to herself, tipping her head back out of pleasure and giving him more exposure of her neck.

 

*****

 

Perched on the end of the table, Khushi had her legs wrapped around Arnav’s waist while they carried on kissing. Khushi’s dress was bunched down around her waist and Arnav’s shirt lay forgotten halfway across the boardroom. Breaking the kiss, he pushed her back onto the table, pulling her dress away from her body, taking her panties with the dress. Picking up his tie, he used it to bind her wrists and then proceeded to pull his trousers and his boxers away.

 

“Is the table not going to break?”

“Guess we’ll have to find out.”

 

Positioning himself between her legs, Arnav leaned forward and pressed another kiss on her lips before letting himself stroke her body. Her skin was so smooth, silky even.

Ready to go, Arnav parted her legs, making sure she was ready. He was just about to go when Khushi stopped him.

 

“What’s the matter?”

“Protection…”

“I thought you went to the gynaecologist about birth control.”

“I did, but I want to give it a week.”

 

Nodding, he found his trousers and fished out his wallet to find a shiny silver packet. It made Khushi blush every time she saw one, but needs must. She wanted to take it from him and put it on him herself, but she wasn’t sure if she was bold enough to do that yet.

Emptying the packet and pulling the contents of the pack over himself Arnav was ready to go.

 

*****

 

Some time later, Arnav lay spent beside Khushi on the table, while she remained how she was, panting for breath. She felt slightly sore from the vigorousness of his actions, but she didn’t want to say. Her wrists also hurt slightly. He’d tied the tie quite tightly around her wrists and they had remained tied for a while and so hurt a bit.

Propping himself up, Arnav looked to Khushi and laughed.

 

“What’s so funny?”

“You have red lipstick smeared all over.”

“I’ll have to clean it up before we leave.”

“You should wear red lipstick more often, it suits you.”

 

Pushing herself up, Khushi went to locate her clothes and began to get dressed, while Arnav lay back watching her. He watched as she located her bra and put it on. He watched as she fiddled with the clasp, unable to fasten it because she could feel his heated gaze on her. Arnav smirked and got off the table, went round and stood behind her. He clipped it together in half a moment and pressed a kiss onto one of her shoulder blades.

 

“Thanks.”

 

He went back to the table with all his clothes in his arms and carried on watching her get dressed as he got dressed himself. He watched as she pulled the dress on over her head, and then sorted herself out.

 

“Are you going to just watch me or are you going to get dressed as well?”

“I wouldn’t mind just watching you.”

 

Shaking her head, she proceeded to clean up her messed up lipstick.

Once they were both ready and decent, they left the boardroom and made their way down to Arnav’s car.

 

“So you’re going to pick you up this weekend so we can go to the apartment?”

“Sure.”

“I can’t wait to take you to the playroom.”

 

She felt a shiver run through her body at the thought of the playroom. Khushi still wasn’t sure how she felt about his world, but she understood where he came from and she wanted to help him. Maybe bring him out of the world he’d settled himself into. But was her love enough to change how he’d chosen to live for such a long amount of time?

Fifty Shades of Raizada ~ Part 15

“I’ll sign the contract.”

 

Arnav turned to Khushi, his eyes wide. Did she just say what he thought she said?

 

“I mean there are things we need to negotiate, but yes, I will sign it.”

 

Gathering her into his arms, Arnav pressed a quick kiss on Khushi’s lips before proceeding to press a line of kisses along her neck. His hand wandered along to her exposed midriff and stayed there, feeling her smooth skin.

Moving away from her neck, he inched closer to her lips again, which were already parted, waiting for him. Centimetres apart, Khushi could feel his breath against her lips, as she moved closer, trying to get to him faster. His lips brushed against hers when there was an abrupt knock on the door.

 

“Chote? Are you and Khushi in there?”

 

Jumping apart, Khushi fixed her sari and looked at Arnav, who was beyond annoyed.

 

“We’re busy Di.”

“You can’t be too busy, you aren’t married yet. Come downstairs quickly, mama and mami are ready to cut their cake.”

 

The sound of Anjali’s shoes moving away from the door could be heard clearly, and Arnav waited until he could no longer hear her heels before moving back in. However, Khushi placed her hand between their lips, laughed and then got to her feet.

 

“We should go, everyone’s waiting for us.”

“Do we have to?”

 

Laughing, Khushi places her hand in Arnav’s and pulls him to his feet.

 

“Come on.”

“Did you hear that joke Di made? About how we can’t be too busy because we aren’t married yet?”

“I did hear that.”

“It’s so presumptive of her to assume that we aren’t having sex because we aren’t married. We could have been.”

“Your sister seems very traditional. I understand where she’s coming from.”

 

Shaking his head, Arnav decided that he didn’t want to proceed with this conversation right now. Taking Khushi’s hand, he opened the door and they began to make their way back to everyone else.

At the dining table, the whole family was stood around mama and mamiji, and there was a large cake on the table, waiting for them to cut.

 

“Finally, Chote and Khushi are here too. The cake can be cut.”

 

Picking up the knife, mama and mami held it together as sliced into the cake. Everyone clapped for them, congratulating them on another year of their marriage. Mama ji took a bit of the cake and fed mami and then mami did the same. Khushi watched as they fed each other cake and then they started going round the family members. She couldn’t help but notice how in love mami and mama seemed to be. Even after being married for so long, she could see that there was still a spark between them and she couldn’t help but wonder if her and Arnav would also be able to last that long and if they would still have a spark between them. It was undeniable that they had a spark between them now. But would the fire between them last? Or would it go out after a while?

 

*****

 

Once the cake and everything else had been cleared up, the Raizada’s all sat down together with Arnav and Khushi, just talking about life in general.

 

“So Khushi, what do you do?”

“I’ve just graduated so I’m looking for work.”

“That’s great! What did you major in?”

“English literature.”

“That’s so interesting. What are you plans for the future regarding our brother?”

 

Looking over at Arnav, Khushi bit her lip slightly. What was she meant to say? How was she meant to answer this? She knew what she wanted but Arnav…

 

“Di, our relationship is still new. Once we get into the swing of things, we’ll let you know where we are going next.”

“I’m just trying to make conversation.”

“I know Di, but honestly, by asking us about the future constantly, you’re putting pressure on us. We just want to enjoy, get to know each other and then see where things go.”

 

Nani shook her head hearing this.

 

“Kids these days. They need to enjoy themselves first. In our day, our parents selected someone for us and that was it. We got to know them after marriage. Now, kids meet someone, have as much fun as they want, and half the time don’t even end up staying together.”

 

Nani saying this made Khushi feel slightly uncomfortable. She understood exactly what Nani was saying and she also agreed with her, but Khushi didn’t like that Nani was probably judging her because of what Arnav was saying. She didn’t want Nani to think that she was one of those girls who would simply stay with a man, have fun and not think about the future. Khushi did think about the future, she wanted a future with Arnav because she knew that if she could get him to open up, if she could look into his heart, she would be able to, in time, start reversing the years of pain that had hardened him. She knew that she cared about him enough and that if she tried hard enough, she would be able to change him.

 

“You don’t need to worry about that with us. I intend on keeping Khushi forever.”

 

Payal and Anjali aww-ed at this comment of Arnav’s. How romantic, he wanted to stay with Khushi forever. But Khushi had heard his wording. He didn’t want to stay with her forever, he wanted to keep her forever. Everyone else seemed to have ignored his wording, most people probably would, however Khushi didn’t like it. She didn’t want to be kept, she wanted to be loved and cherished. She wasn’t a trophy to win and then keep for the rest of time.

Tonnes and tonnes of different thoughts fluttered through Khushi’s mind. But she pushed them all away. There was a time and place for everything and now was not the time to start doubting Arnav’s intentions.

 

*****

 

As the evening at the Raizada house came to a close, Khushi realised that she really like Anjali. Payal was quiet but she too was very nice. But in general, the Raizada’s were all very warm and welcoming and Khushi felt like she was one of them in no time.

 

“Please come back again soon Khushi. It was lovely seeing you. Even if you don’t come with Chote, just come on your own. We’d love to have you again.”

“Thank you so much Anjali Ji.”

“Please, call me Di.”

 

Blushing, Khushi hugged Anjali. She truly was one of the nicest people Khushi had ever met.

 

“Chote, you’re coming back soon to sort some paperwork with me aren’t you?”

“Yes Di, I’ll come before next weekend.”

“Pakka?”

“Pakka Di.”

 

Anjali hugged her brother tightly and Khushi noticed the tears gathering in her eyes. It was evident that the siblings shared a very strong bond, one where they cared about each other a lot.

Finally, after all farewells had been done, Arnav and Khushi took their leave.

 

*****

 

“Your family are lovely.”

“They are, but they can be crazy as well. But I guess I wouldn’t change them for the world. I’m grateful that I have them.”

“Thank you for letting me meet them. And also thank you for telling me about yourself.”

 

Arnav just smiled. He wasn’t entirely sure how to proceed with this conversation, so chose to shut it down altogether. A smirk played on his lips as he remembered something that she’d said to him earlier.

 

“So… You’re going to sign the contract.”

“After we go through it. There’s so much I want to change. So much that I don’t actually even understand…”

“So how about we have a meeting once you’ve read through it and talk through it”

“Okay, yeah sure.”

“But first, can I take you back to mine, I’ve missed you.”

“Arnav…”

 

She wanted to object, remind him that he’s said he wouldn’t touch her again until the contract had been dealt with, but she found herself just nodding to what he had said. She’d missed him too. And considering she hadn’t signed the contract yet, he couldn’t inflict anything crazy on her. Yet.

 

*****

 

They got back to the city and made their way to Arnav’s apartment. The very same one she’d woken up in that day she got drunk after graduation.

 

“I haven’t brought you back here since that first day, have I?”

 

Shaking her head, Khushi unclipped her seatbelt and they made their way up to his apartment.

He took her hand in his own as he opened the door and ushered her inside. Once inside, Arnav’s hands were on her, under her sari.

 

“Did I tell you how fucking sexy you look in this sari?”

“No you didn’t.”

“You look fucking sexy in that sari.”

“You don’t look too bad yourself.”

 

Leading Khushi to his bedroom, he pushed her down straight onto his bed. Loosening his tie, Arnav stripped out of his clothes before coming back to Khushi and unravelling her sari. He made light work of the sari that had taken her almost half an hour to get right.

Once he’d completely freed them both of their clothes, he picked up his tie and wrapped it around Khushi’s wrists.

 

“What are you…”

“Giving you your first taste of how things can be once you sign the contract.”

“Arnav…”

“Don’t worry about it, it’s going to be fine.”

 

Once he made sure that her wrists were tightly tied, he then proceeded to tie her to the headboard.

 

“Wait! Stop!”

 

Arnav chuckled and pressed a kiss onto Khushi’s lips. He reassured her that she had nothing to worry about. This time would be the same as all the other times, only difference would be that she was tied to the bed. Khushi didn’t like the idea of being unable to move her hands, but she went along with it. Even know she was nervous, she knew this was something she knew she could actually deal with.

 

“You know, you should feel honoured right now. I’ve never had sex with anyone in this bed before. Come to think of it, I’ve never had sex with anyone in any of my personal beds before. We’ve already done it in my other bed and now we’re doing it in this one too.”

 

Blushing, Khushi took his words in. Did that mean he saw her as being different to all the other girls that he’d been with? Did that mean he saw her as something special, hence why he was willing to do this with her in his own bed? Surely he must find her special, if he didn’t, he wouldn’t have introduced her to his family, nor would he reassure her that marriage was something that they could work towards at some point.

 

*****

 

Not long after Arnav had tied Khushi up, he was releasing her again once more. Both panting frantically, a layer of sweat glistened on both Arnav and Khushi. He moved himself off of her and grabbed at his clothes and pulled them back on again.

 

“You okay?”

 

Nodding, Khushi hid her face with the duvet. How could she ever admit that she actually enjoyed what they had just and how they had done it? But Arnav didn’t seem as though he was about to ask her about it. He was dressed again in no time and he was getting out of bed.

 

“Arnav, where are you…”

“I have work to do.”

“But now? It’s getting late and we just…”

“You can sleep or relax, but I have stuff I need to do.”

 

With that, Arnav grabbed his laptop and left the bedroom. Khushi couldn’t believe it. He never left her so soon after they’d gotten intimated and now this? Was this how it would be if she signed the contract? Would he just walk off as soon as he was done. What about simply basking in the afterglow with each other? Just cuddling and letting sleep take over?

Laying back in bed, a million thoughts whizzed around Khushi’s head. Was this contract really one worth signing? Should she really put herself out there for him like this if he didn’t even care enough to stay with her after getting close to her? Khushi realised that there were a lot of things she needed to think through before she could sign the contract, but before all that, she really needed to get some sleep.

Birthday

 

“You can’t force someone to celebrate their birthday! You can’t force someone to cut a cake! I don’t want all this, this cake, that bag, I don’t want all these materialistic things! I wanted something that was personal, filled with love. All I wanted was a simple happy birthday. But you’re Arnav Singh Raizada. How can such a simple, unglamorous phrase leave your mouth. But thank you, for your 2 lakhs bag, this cake, all these decorations anyway.”

 

Turning away angrily, Khushi stormed back into their bedroom, leaving her presents and her slightly defeated husband behind.

Arnav recalled what she had said when he’d gifted her the bag, the way she’d questioned whether it was really from him if he hadn’t even picked it out. And he realised she had a point. Khushi had never been about materialistic things and that’s all he had done today. He’d showered her with materialistic stuff when he knew all she wanted was a simple wish.

After everything that had happened between them, after the kidnapping, after her wanting to leave, he should’ve used this opportunity to make her birthday special, to shower her with love, to try and win her back. Instead he’d tried to buy her back.

Mentally kicking himself, Arnav looked at the clock. Her birthday wasn’t yet over, there was still time to put all this right.

 

*****

 

When Arnav returned from his mamas garden, Khushi was already in bed and she appeared to be asleep. There was 10 minutes or so of her birthday left.
Sitting down beside her, Arnav placed the rose he had brought back on Khushi’s pillow before leaning in to place a kiss on her forehead.

 

“Happy birthday Khushi. I wish you all the happiness in the world.”

 

He’d screwed up, and he knew it. It was so easy to wish her, why couldn’t he do it when she was awake. He could have made her day. Instead he had ruined it.
Wiping a tear that had gathered in his eye, Arnav got off the bed but was stopped by the feeling of a small hand on his wrist.

Turning around, he looked to see Khushi lying in bed, her eyes open with tears flowing down her cheeks, holding onto him.

 

“Khushi you’re…”

“Arnav ji…”

 

Arnav felt slightly thrown. She was awake and she heard what he had said. He may as well just try to make things right while he had the chance.

 

“I… Happy birthday Khushi.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re not asleep yet?”

 

Shaking her head, Khushi sat up, picking the rose up from beside her. She looked at it intently before smiling and putting it on her bedside table.

 

“I love it, thank you. It’s my favourite present.”

“I’m sorry that I ruined your day. That I forgot your birthday to begin with and then shouted at you. I’m… I…”

“Shh…”

 

Pressing her finger to his lips, Khushi shuffled closer to Arnav. Shaking her head, she slowly lowered her finger, placed her hand on his chest.

 

“What’s done is done. You’ve made up for it now, it doesn’t matter any more.”

“It should! I’m your husband, I should’ve remembered and I should’ve…”

 

Wrapping his arms around her, Arnav pulled Khushi close to himself.

 

“I should’ve known you didn’t want me wasting my time on materialistic things. I should’ve known you just wanted my attention and my wishes.”

 

Breaking the hug, Arnav realised what he should do to make her birthday special. What he wanted to do to make her birthday memorable.

Looking at the clock, he saw that there was still a few minutes of her birthday left. Arnav moved away from Khushi slightly as he pulled his jumper off. Moving back towards Khushi, he took her face in his hands and inched towards her.

 

“Arnav ji…”

“Sh… We need to make the most of your birthday.”

“Lekin…”

 

But what she wanted to say after that was gone. All thoughts were gone as he moved closer to her, closing the distance between them, his lips inches away from hers.

 

“Happy birthday Khushi.”

 

Before she could respond, his lips were on hers. Khushi’s eyes widened before they fluttered shut. His fingers caressed her cheek, while he used the other hand to hold her neck. Khushi’s hand that had been resting on his chest, moved to his collar as she held onto him for dear life, while her other hand moved up to his face, holding his stubbled jaw.
Their kiss started off slow as Arnav eased Khushi into it. His lips gently tugged on hers while she attempted to mimic his actions.

He had wanted to kiss her like this for so long. Since before Diwali actually. And after getting so close to kissing her on Dilwali, he couldn’t stop thinking about her lips and how much he wanted to take them between his own. He thought about how close they had come in that hut that night…

Now, after a stupid long time, he finally had her where he wanted her. In his arms, on his bed, her lips fused to his. As he moved his hands away from her face and down to her neck, Arnav realised this wasn’t enough any more. He wanted more, he wanted to give her more.

Khushi’s hands too had moved away from his face and were exploring his body. She’d untucked his shirt and had let her hands wonder under his shirt as she felt his muscular back. She wanted more.

Biting down on her lip slightly, Khushi’s parted her lips in shock and Arnav took the opportunity to slip his tongue between her lips.

This may have been a step too far too soon, as Khushi broke the kiss and jumped away from Arnav. He watched as she slowly raised her hand to her lips.

 

“Khushi…”

“Aapne…”

 

Scooting closer to Khushi, Arnav placed his hand on her arm. He stroked her bare arm, making circles on her skin with his thumb as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

 

“Yeh aap…”

 

Moving towards her once more, he placed a light kiss on her cheek before whispering in her ear.

 

“If you’re so shocked to have my tongue in your mouth, how will you manage when we try to take things further?”

 

Smirking, he moved back, taking in her wide eyes, her cheeks starting to turn pink. Arnav moved back towards her, hand on the side of her neck while the other rested on her waist, pushing her down against the bed slightly.

 

“C… Contract…”

 

This stopped Arnav in his tracks. She was still thinking about the damn contract. But it wasn’t her fault. He’d reminded her, used it against her to try and keep her. Moving back, he ran his hand through his hair.

 

“The contract doesn’t mean anything to me. Maybe it never did. I only brought it up again because… Because I… I was scared you were going to leave me and I couldn’t think of anything else. I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it! The contract means nothing to me. You, me, this, us… This is what matters, how we feel about each other.”

“And how do we feel about each other?”

 

Arnav hadn’t been expected to be asked this question. He thought his feelings for her were obvious, but maybe she just needed some reassurance. Cupping her face, Arnav leaned close to her, placing a light kiss on her lips before pulling away.

 

“I… I… I lo… I love you Khushi. More than anyone else in this world.”

 

The way he was looking at her, the impact of his words, realising that she hadn’t been mistaken, Khushi felt a surge of happiness course through her body. When he had said it on the phone, she’d been ecstatic, but later when she realised it could have just been so that she knew he was in trouble… It had shattered her slightly. She thought maybe he didn’t mean it, but just wanted to alert her. But now… Him saying it now, here, when there was no pressure… She knew it was real.

 

“I don’t know about you, but I really love you dammit.”

 

Feeling as though she could fly, Khushi wrapped her arms around Arnav, resting her face in his neck.

 

“Hum bhi aapse bohot pyaar karti hoon.”

 

He knew this, but hearing her actually say it, it changed everything. She loved him. She really loved him. Maybe she’d always loved it?

Pulling back once more, Arnav placed his hands on either side of her neck and pulled her back towards him for a kiss.

Tonight, he surely was going to make her birthday night memorable…

 

*****

 

Awaking the next morning, Khushi smiled as she felt the heat of Arnav’s body on her back. Nestling closer to her sleeping husband, Khushi blushed as she recalled the events of the night before.

After they had expressed their love for each other, things heated up fast. Their lips met in urgent, almost frantic kisses, as their hands grasped for the other. When had they actually undressed each other was still a mystery to her. One moment they were both fully clothed, the next she was lying below him, his hands on her naked waist while his lips were trailing down her neck.

The bottom line was, they had done it. They had become one. They’d made love to each other, promised themselves to each other in a way she never thought they would when they initially got married.

Despite all of their challenges and misunderstandings, their love had won.

Turning in his arms, Khushi smiled as she took in the face of her slumbering husband. Holding the sheets close to herself, she propped herself up on her elbow and pressed a kiss on his cheek before sweeping his hair out of his eyes.

 

“Hm, good morning.”

“Good morning.”

 

Opening his eyes and stretching, Arnav smiled when his eyes met Khushi’s. Laying back in his arms, Khushi snuggled close to him, hiding her face in his exposed chest.

 

“Are you okay?”

 

Arnav felt a little nod against his chest. Running a hand along her naked arms, Arnav smiled as he recalled their night of passion.

 

“So Mrs Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada, on a scale of 1 to 10, what would you rate your birthday night?”

 

Blushing, Khushi looked up and met his eyes.

 

“My birthday night was off the scale Mr Raizada. Best birthday night ever.”

 

Smiling, Khushi tucked herself back into her husbands arms.

Best birthday ever.

 

*****

 

Author’s Note: 

Hey guys! How are you all doing? I hope you enjoyed this little shot. As it’s my birthday, I wanted to put together something for you guys, so here it is! 

Let me know what you thought in the comments and I’ll be back soon with the next instalment of Fifty Shades. If you aren’t caught up with Fifty Shades, please do go give it a read. We’re nearing the end now but I still have so much coming. 

Furthermore, I would highly recommend everyone keep a close eye on my blog. As we’re nearing the end of the year, I do have a lot of content which I want to post before the end of the year. Also, as we’re almost at a million hits, I will be posting something big for you guys when we reach that milestone! 

Also, I will soon be notifying you all on scheduling changes for 2018, so that’s something to stay tuned for. All in all, there’s a lot to come! So please be sure to keep a close eye! 

Thank you all for your time and love and I’ll see you all again soon x 

Fifty Shades of Raizada ~ Part 14

The next weekend arrived fast and Khushi found herself feeling super nervous that she was soon going to meet the Raizada’s. She’d made piles and piles of clothes that she wasn’t sure if she should wear or not. Arnav had been no help. He’d told her it wouldn’t even matter if she turned up in a bikini, they just wanted to meet her.

 

“Lavanya, help me na, what am I supposed to wear?”

“What did Arnav say?”

“He told me I could wear a bikini and no one would care.”

“He probably has a point.”

“I know, but I don’t want to make a bad impression on them. I want to make a good first impression. I want them to know that I am serious about Arnav.”

 

Khushi moved away from her own wardrobe and went to open Lavanya’s.

 

“Can I pick something from your wardrobe?”

“Go for it.”

 

Opening up the wardrobe, Khushi filtered through Lavanya’s wardrobe, trying to find something to wear. Lavanya’s wardrobe consisted majorly of western dresses and as much as Khushi knew she’d be able to rock one, she decided that she wanted to wear either a sari or a kameez.

 

“La, can I wear your black sari?”

“Sure you can. But isn’t that too see through for you?”

“It probably is, but it’s designer.”

“Khushi. You don’t need to wear a designer sari to impress the Raizada’s.”

“I know, but I just want them not to doubt me at all.”

 

Taking the sari out for Khushi, Lavanya draped it over her and then stood back.

 

“I think you can really pull this off.”

“Do you think so?”

“Yeah! Of course! You’re going to stun the Raizada’s and Arnav!”

 

Blushing, Khushi turned away and placed her hand over her beating heart.

 

“I really hope that I can impress them all.”

 

*****

 

“Is she ready?”

 

Arnav walked into the little living room and took a seat. Lavanya came and sat opposite him.

 

“She’s just picking some jewellery.”

“Is she nervous?”

“Of course she is! I’m surprised she still has nails at all considering the way she’s been biting them.”

 

Arnav ran his hand through his hair. He’d always been super careful so his family didn’t find out about the women he had in his life because he knew they weren’t permanent and he didn’t want his family to get their hopes up, thinking that he was going to settle down. Now, his family had found out that he has a woman in his life and he knew it was going to be the start of a million different questions.

Arnav was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard a light cough behind him. Turning around, he saw Khushi behind him.

She was wearing a simple, black chiffon sari, which did nothing to actually cover her body. He could see her toned stomach through the sari. The blouse was silver with pearls all over it. She’s decided to team her outfit up with a pair of simple pearl stud earrings and a pearl necklace. His eyes fell down to her shoes, she was wearing six inch silver heels. He’d never seen her like this before, and he loved this look, this side of her.

She never failed to mesmerise him and Arnav realised then that he would never be over her. Everything about her stunned him. Getting to his feet, Arnav reached out for Khushi and placed a kiss on her cheek.

 

“You look stunning as always.”

 

She looked up and as their eyes met, Khushi smiled. She hadn’t seen him since last weekend. They’d spoken, but it had been a busy week and so they hadn’t had the opportunity to meet up. Lavanya looked at the couple and she couldn’t help but smile. She’d always wanted Khushi to find someone who would love her and treat her like she was the most precious person on earth and now it seemed like she had.

Arnav wrapped an arm around Khushi.

 

“Are you ready to leave?”

 

Nodding, Khushi picked up her clutch off the coffee table, but Lavanya stopped them.

 

“Let me take a picture of you guys. You look so amazing!”

 

Arnav chuckled and held Khushi close while Lavanya took her phone out.

Placing her hand on his chest, and Arnav made sure Khushi was as close to him as possible.

 

“Perfect.”

 

Snapping a couple of pictures, Lavanya got what she wanted and let them got on with their evening.

 

“Are you going to bring Khushi home this evening?”

“It’s up to her.”

 

Turning to Khushi, Lavanya raised her eyebrow. Looking between Arnav and La, Khushi thought about it.

 

“I’ll call you and let you know I’m a bit.”

 

Taking their leave, Arnav and Khushi left and got into his car and began their journey towards Shantivan.

 

*****

 

When they finally pulled up in front of Shantivan, Khushi took a deep breath and took her seatbelt off.

 

“Khushi wait.”

 

Turning to face him, Khushi looked at Arnav with a question in her eyes.

 

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, just a bit nervous to be meeting your family so soon.”

“Don’t worry about them, they know not to bother you. Come on, let’s get this show on the road.”

 

Arnav got out of the car and rushed over to Khushi’s side and helped her out. Taking her hand, he helped her down and then wrapped his arm around her waist and led her to the front door.

Reaching the door, Arnav rang the doorbell, his arm still firmly around Khushi. The door opened a matter of seconds later, and there stood Anjali with a pooja ki thaal.

 

“Hi! Welcome! Come in!”

 

She did a quick aarthi and then ushered Arnav and Khushi into the house.

 

“Di, we aren’t married, you didn’t need to do aarthi.”

“I know that, but I wanted to welcome Khushi properly. You’ve never brought anyone home, so this must mean that Khushi is special. And due to that I want to make sure that she is welcomed properly so she has a good impression of us so that she stays with you.”

 

Khushi smiled at Anjali. Did she really mean it when she said that she wanted to make a good impression on her? Were they as anxious about meeting her as she was them?Anjali led Arnav and Khushi into the grand living area and Khushi looked around, taking in the room. It was large, with a high ceiling and had powder blue furnishing.

 

“You have a beautiful house Anjali ji.”

“Please call me Di and you should tell Chote that you like the house. He pretty much designed and decorated this entire house.”

 

Turning to Arnav, Khushi looked at him with wide eyes.

 

“I didn’t know you had such an interest in interior decorating.”

 

Shrugging hide shoulders, Arnav turned his attention to his sister.

 

“Di, where is everyone?”

“Hello hi bye bye. Is my Arnav bitwa looking for me?”

 

Turning, Khushi saw a middle aged woman, dressed in bright pinks and yellows walking down the stairs. She descended the stairs and rushed over to Arnav and gave him a hug.

 

“What is this Arnav bitwa? Ever since you’ve become a big business man, you don’t seem to have time for your mami at all.”

“Mami ji, you know it’s not like that.”

 

They broke their hug and Arnav introduced mami to Khushi.

 

“Khushi, this is mamiji. Mami ji, this is Khushi, my girlfriend.”

 

Mami ji looked Khushi up and down, taking in her outfit. Khushi felt herself sweat slightly under Mami’s glare and she pulled her pallu slightly.

 

“Very nice sari. I approve. Is it designer?”

“Ji Mami ji, but it isn’t mine…”

 

Biting her tongue, Khushi realised that maybe she shouldn’t have said this. She didn’t want them to think that she wasn’t capable of buying designer saris herself. But looking at both Mami and Anjali’s expressions, she realised that it really didn’t matter to them if it was hers or not. They were impressed regardless.

Letting out the breath that Khushi was holding. Mami ji turned her attention back to Arnav.

 

“Di, Nani, mama ji, Akash aur Payal kaha hai?”

“They’re coming chote. Give them a moment.”

 

There were so many people in the Raizada family that Khushi needed to meet. She was so worried that she wouldn’t impress someone and it would cause a problem between herself and Arnav.

Almost as though he read her mind, Arnav wrapped his arm around Khushi and held her close to himself.

 

“Are you okay?”

 

Nodding Khushi turned her attention to the stairs where she saw a young couple walking down.

 

“Bhai! You made it!”

 

Akash and Payal made their way over to Arnav and Khushi. Akash hugged his brother and Payal smiled at Khushi.

 

“Akash, Payal, this is Khushi, my girlfriend. Khushi, this is Akash, my cousin and this is his wife, Payal.”

 

They all greeted each other and made small talk as they sat and waited for Nani ji and mama ji to come down.

Mama ji came next. He hugged his nephew and greeted Khushi before going and taking a seat by Manorama.

They all sat together, talking about dinner and asking Arnav and Khushi about their relationship. Khushi felt like she didn’t know what to say, for she wasn’t entirely clear on their relationship herself. She chose to remain fairly quiet, and let Arnav do the majority of the talking and only spoke when she knew what to say.

After ages of waiting, finally Nani came down the stairs and over to the living area where everyone was waiting for her. Her eyes instantly fell on Arnav, and tears gathered in her eyes.

Arnav got to his feet and made his way over to his Nani.

 

“Mera Chote. You’ve come home after such a long time. Why have you stayed away from your Nani for so long?”

 

Hugging Nani, he wiped away the tears that had formed in his eyes and introduced her to Khushi. Khushi put her hands together and greeted Nani.

 

“Namaste Naniji.”

 

Nani took Khushi into her arms and hugged her. Khushi’s eyes widened as she looked at Arnav over Nani’s shoulder.

 

“Jeete ro bitya. I must say Chote, you have picked yourself a beautiful girl.”

 

Blushing a deep shade of red, Khushi looked down, feeling shy.

 

“When are you planning on getting married?”

“Nani, we’ve only met recently, marriage is still out of the picture for now.”

 

Both Nani and Anjali put their hands on their hips and looked at Arnav and Khushi.

 

“Surely you guys have some kind of faint idea.”

 

Arnav shook his head.

 

“Anyway, today isn’t about me and Khushi, today is mama and Mami’s day. Shall we go and celebrate that?”

 

*****

 

The Raizada’s and Khushi were all sat around the dining table, eating and laughing at stories that were being shared. Khushi couldn’t help but feel herself loosen up. She’d been so worried about making a good impression that she hadn’t really been focusing on anything else. However, now being here, she realised that she hadn’t needed to have worried so much. The Raizada’s were good, welcoming people. They liked to have fun and they were all very open. It made her really think about Arnav. He was so much more different than the rest of his family. Even now, they were all joking together, and even though he was partaking in the jokes, he never made his own jokes, never really let his own guard down. It made her wonder why, why he was like that and why he chose the life that he had chosen for himself.

Once dinner was over and dessert had been eaten, everyone moved back to the living room.

 

“Chote, why don’t you go and show Khushi you’re childhood bedroom?”

 

Nodding, Arnav got up, took Khushi’s hand and led her up the stairs.

As they went up, he showed and explained everything they passed. He told her which was Di’s room, which was Nani’s room, which was Mama and Mami’s, which was Akash and Payal’s. Finally they reached the door at the end of the long corridor and Arnav slid open the lock and pushed the door open.

 

“Welcome to my childhood bedroom.”

 

Arnav led Khushi into the room and shut the door behind himself. Looking around, Khushi took in the chic decor. She took in the large fur rug, the large bed, and the stylish recliner. Her eyes then fell outside the window and saw that there was a small pool.

 

“You have your own pool?”

“It’s only 3 feet deep, but yes, I have my own pool.”

 

She carried on looking around, taking in all the framed photographs that were dotted around the room. There were many of Arnav on his own, from various points of his life. Khushi noted how the younger Arnav’s had a much more softer look in his eyes than the older Arnav’s or the Arnav that was stood before her. A couple of the pictures were on him and his sister through the years. And then there was a final photograph, one with a man and a woman, two people that Khushi hadn’t met before, yet felt like she knew. The woman had the same eyes as Arnav, only her eyes were much, much softer, looked much happier. And the man had a stance that was similar to Arnav’s.

Walking over to where Khushi was standing, he placed a hand on her shoulder.

 

“That’s my mom and dad.”

“Your mom is so beautiful.”

“She was. She was the most beautiful woman in the world.”

“What happened to them?”

 

Taking Khushi’s hand, Arnav led her over to the bed, where he sat her down and then sat down beside her. He took a deep breath.

 

“They both killed themselves.”

 

Gasping, Khushi placed her hand over her mouth and took Arnav into her arms.

 

“I’m so sorry.”

“I was only 14 at the time. First my mom shot herself, and then my dad shot himself with the same gun after her. Within 10 minutes, I lost both my parents.”

“I can’t even begin to imagine…”

“He was having an affair. My dad, he was having an affair. How could he do that to my mom? When she found out, she tried to live with it, live with what he was doing behind her back, but she couldn’t, so she did what she needed to do to get away from him and his actions. Once dad realised what she did, he couldn’t live with the guilt, with the fact that he drove mom to suicide. So he picked up the gun and ended himself as well.”

“I’m so so sorry.”

“He was a coward, he couldn’t live with his actions.”

 

Tears were rolling down both their faces. Khushi took Arnav into her arms, letting him break down. She held him tight, making sure that he knew she was there for him. Once he stopped crying, he wiped his face and composed himself.

 

“Now do you see why I live the life I live?”

“Your parents actions hardened you.”

“No, no it’s not that. My parents lost control. My dad couldn’t control his desires and that led to him being the cause of them both ending their lives. I can’t afford to do that, I can’t lose control. I need to be in control, always.”

“You aren’t your parents Arnav. You may not lose control any way.”

“I may not, but I still have their blood running through me. The way I have chosen to live, I always have control. I can’t hurt myself or anyone else. I have control at all times.”

 

Placing her hand on Arnav’s knee, Khushi realised she finally understood why he was the way he was. Granted, she still didn’t 100% agree, but it made sense. She leaned in and placed a kiss on Arnav’s cheek. This contract, it was his way to stay in control because he felt that that was what he needed. But Khushi realised that what he really needed was someone’s love, to show him that losing control sometimes wasn’t the worst thing that could happen. She was ready to stay by his side and help him through this.

“I’ll sign the contract.”

Jalebi ~ Part 12

“You can stay with me.”

 

Arnav’s head snapped back and he looked at Khushi.

 

“What are you…”

 

Taking his hand, Khushi pulled them away from the reception desk so that people behind them could get themselves sorted while they talked.

 

“My room is a big one. I’ve got a big bed and there’s also meant to be a big sofa. So one of us can sleep on the bed the other on the sofa, and we can keep switching while we’re here. Or if a room opens up, you can shift there after.”

“Are you sure?”

“Honestly I think it’s the only option we have. Otherwise you’re going to have to stay somewhere else and it could be really far. This way would be most convenient.”

“I don’t have any issue with this idea, but so long as you’re okay with it.”

“I told you, it’s no issue at all and I think it’s the best idea.”

“Okay, but you have to let me pay for the room.”

“Arnav, that isn’t necessary.”

“No, I insist. If you don’t let me pay then I won’t stay with you.”

“We’ll go half half.”

“Deal.”

 

Arnav and Khushi got back into line for the reception desk and Khushi notified the woman that Arnav would now be staying with her in her room.

 

“That’s fine ma’am. Enjoy your stay.”

 

Taking the key card, Khushi made sure she knew which floor and which room they were going to. She led Arnav over to the elevator and they made their way up to the 10th floor where Khushi’s room was.

They reached the room and Khushi unlocked the door and let them in.

The bag boy behind them brought their bags in and Khushi told him to put them down the side. The room was huge and the bed was even bigger. Arnav looked around the room, it sure was classy. The room was decorated in red and cream with a large tv on one side. There was a large sofa to one side but it wouldn’t be big enough for either of them to sleep on.

 

“I told you there would be more than enough room for both of us.”

 

Arnav’s eyes fell on the bed and his mind couldn’t help but go there. The bed was large and looked fairly spacious, it was as though this bed was made for intimate things to happen on it. But he knew that nothing of such was going to happen on this bed.

 

“So er, Arnav you get comfortable, I’m just going to the bathroom to freshen up.”

 

She picked up her luggage and opened it to take out her wash bag and some pjs. Khushi then went into the bathroom and locked the door.

Arnav went over to his luggage and took some of his stuff out and began to fill the little wardrobe, making sure he left enough room for Khushi’s stuff. He looked over at the clock, it was only 7pm yet he already felt drained but then realised it was well past his bed time in India. Arnav took his phone out and connected to the hotel wifi and texted his family members, just so that they would know he got here safely.

The water was running in the bathroom and Arnav realised that Khushi must have been taking a shower. Arnav’s mind went into overdrive. She was taking a shower… She was on the other side of the door, naked. Arnav shut his eyes, trying to push the thoughts out of his mind, but he couldn’t. His mind conjured up images of Khushi, naked, water cascading down her body as she stood under the powerful stream of water. He imagined himself, walking into the bathroom, stripping his clothes off and walking into the shower with her, stepping in behind her and pulling her wet naked body against his. Arnav shook his head, pushing his little fantasy out of his head. He couldn’t think like that, he couldn’t, it would just lead to complications. It would make their stay harder to deal with.

The door opened and Khushi walked out, in her pyjamas and with a large white dressing gown with the hotel logo on.

 

“There’s one in there for you as well.”

 

Arnav nodded and grabbed his stuff and went into the bathroom. Khushi saw that he’d been busy, getting his stuff sorted and decided that she too should get her stuff sorted in the wardrobe.

 

*****

 

By the time Arnav had finished in the bathroom, Khushi had finished tidying her things away and was sat at the desk with her laptop.

 

“I was just making sure that I had all my notes for tomorrow’s conference. You did let them know that you were going to attend right.”

“Yes, I notified them as soon as I could and they said that it was fine and that they’d be expecting me.”

 

Nodding Khushi logged off the laptop and let out a big yawn.

 

“You’re tired too?”

“Yeah, really tired.”

“Should we call it a night?”

“Do you not want to eat anything?”

“I’m not really hungry right now.”

 

They both remained standing where they were, not sure were to go and what to go. They were both fully aware of the fact that neither of them would fit on the sofa. It just wasn’t long enough for either of them. Regardless, Arnav went over to the sofa and sat down. He reached over and grabbed a blanket off the bed. Khushi remained standing where she was. She knew he couldn’t sleep on the sofa, it wasn’t big enough and he wouldn’t be comfortable at all.

 

“Arnav… I think you should come sleep on the bed.”

“But where will you sleep?”

“I… I can sleep on the bed too…”

“What?”

“Neither of us can sleep on the sofa, it’s too small.”

“But on the bed…”

“It’s big enough for both of us and we can just put pillows between us.”

“Are you sure?”

“There’s nothing else we can do.”

“Khushi…”

“Seriously, its fine.”

 

Taking some of the extra pillows that were on the bed, Khushi built a tiny wall down the middle of the bed and then sat down on the left side.

 

“I’m taking the left, you can have the right.”

“I sleep on the right any way.”

 

Khushi turned out the lamp on her side of the bed and then reached out and turned the main room lights off. Arnav felt confused, unsure of what he should do. But then slowly made his way over to the bed. He got onto the right side of the bed and lay down and switched the lamp on his side of the bed off as well.

Once both lights were switched off, Khushi sat up and took her dressing gown off and then got under the covers.

 

*****

 

Hours passed, yet neither Arnav nor Khushi were able to get to sleep. Both were aware that the other was awake, but both pretend that they were asleep. After a while, Arnav decided that this wasn’t working and so reached out and turned the lamp on his side in and got out of bed.

Pulling his laptop out, he went and sat at the desk. Khushi lay still, wondering if she should get up and acknowledge that he’d got up or to carry on feigning sleep. She decided that she was going to get up too. Khushi sat up.

 

“You’re still awake?”

“I couldn’t sleep so I thought I’d do some work.”

“Aren’t you tired Arnav?”

“I am, but if I can’t sleep I may as well do some work.”

 

Getting out of bed, Khushi put her dressing gown on and went and sat on the sofa.

 

“You shouldn’t work now. We’ve been travelling and you must be tired. Should we watch a film?”

 

Arnav looked at his laptop and then looked back at Khushi. Logging off and switching off his laptop, Arnav left the desk and came and sat beside Khushi on the sofa.

 

“What do they have?”

 

Browsing through the film selection, nothing much caught the eye. That was until Khushi saw that they could watch Despicable Me 3.

 

“Can we watch this?”

“You like the minions”

“I love the minions, they’re so cute.”

“I was going to suggest we watch 50 Shades Darker but if you want to watch Despicable Me 3 then that’s what we should watch.”

 

Playfully slapping his arm, Khushi laughed.

 

“There was no way I was going to watch that with you Raizada.”

 

Putting the film on, Khushi grabbed hold of a blanket and draped it over herself and offered it to Arnav as well. They both settled down and watched the film.

 

*****

 

Light peaked through the curtain and the phone rang in the distance. Arnav’s eyes stung as he forced them open. He began to get out off of the sofa but the phone stopped ringing so he settled back down again, closing his eyes.

A moment later however, Arnav’s eyes snapped back open and he looked around. His head was resting on Khushi’s butt! He had used Khushi’s bottom as a pillow. How? When? When had they even fallen asleep?

Arnav lifted his head and made to get off the sofa when Khushi started stirring.

 

“Mm… Arnav.”

 

She rolled over and then went back to sleep. Arnav looked at her. What was that? Was she… Was she having a dream about him? Shaking the though away, Arnav grabbed the towel and went into the bathroom.

Stripping all his clothes away, Arnav stepped into the large shower enclosure and turned the water on. He stood under the water, letting it cascade down his body. Running his hands through his wet hair, Arnav’s thoughts fluttered back to Khushi. Their journey here, their small talk, the way she had laughed whilst watching the cartoon film. The way her eyes lit up when the minions hit the screen. And then his thoughts travelled further back in time, to the time when he and Khushi spent some quality time in the back seat of his car. He thought about how her skin had felt against his, how she’d wrapped her legs around him, and he couldn’t help wondering how it would feel to have her completely naked body against his… To have her naked body move in time with his…

Arnav balled up his fists and slammed one into the wall. He couldn’t think like this, he shouldn’t think like this. But hearing her almost moan his name in her sleep did something to him and now he couldn’t stop thinking about her and all the things he wished he could do with her.

Tipping his head back slightly, Arnav willed for the thoughts to go away, but they didn’t. His mind was going into overdrive and he could feel something going on with him down there.

Arnav looked down, and sure enough he was hardening.

 

“Fuck.”

 

Turning the temperature of the water all the way down, Arnav realised that a cold shower was all that could help him right now.

 

*****

 

Once his cold shower was done and he felt refreshed, Arnav reached out for his towel and wrapped it around his waist and left the bathroom.

 

“Oh shit!”

 

Khushi covered her eyes and Arnav turned around.

 

“I’m so sorry! I don’t usually have to get dressed before getting out of the bathroom.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. It’s not an issue.”

 

Arnav rushed over to the wardrobe and grabbed hold of some clothes and rushed back towards the bathroom, but he hit his knee against the bed.

 

“Fuck!”

 

Arnav sat down on the bed and rubbed his knee. Khushi rushed forward and sat down.

 

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, just give me a second.”

“Let me see the damage.”

 

Kneeling down before him, Arnav showed Khushi where he hurt himself.

 

“Do you want me to get you some ice?”

“No, I’ll be fine. Let me just go and get dressed.”

 

Arnav got up and made his way off to the bathroom. Khushi sat down onto the bed and bit her lip. She may have only got a quickly glance, but she couldn’t get the image of water running down his hard body out of her mind. His tousled hair, how strong his arms and his chest looked. Though she only saw a bit of Arnav’s legs, she was certain his legs were powerful and muscular. How she wanted to touch his hard, wet body, how she wanted to brush away the water that was running down his body. How she wanted to explore his body further, see what he had hidden under the towel…

Khushi lay down on her bed and let out a huge sigh. She felt for Arnav in a way she’d never felt for anyone before. The physical attraction was obviously there, but she loved him as a person too. The way he thought, how caring he was, his business acumen. Everything about him was so attractive and she wanted him so bad. But Khushi knew she couldn’t. A relationship with Arnav would put too much at risk and she couldn’t risk it. But she wanted him, her body ached for him.

She’d never had him before, yet her body craved him. She wanted to feel his hardness against her softness. She wanted to be able to hold him close and bask in his warmth. But she couldn’t. The world had a funny way of playing games and this was one game she didn’t want to play. But she had to. If her and Arnav got into a relationship, it would make a mess of everything, wouldn’t it? Surely they couldn’t have a good working relationship while they were in a personal relationship? It would never work out, right?

 

A Sister’s Sacrifice

 

“Tho baath pakki hai. Hamari Chote aur aapka Payal bitya.” (So it’s settled. Our Chote and your Payal bitya)

 

Unable to take any more, Khushi got up from the sofa, made an excuse about tea and went rushing into the kitchen. She couldn’t deal with what was happening right under her nose. Arnav ji and jiji… How fate played games with her always.

 

*Flashback*

 

Arnav wrapped his arm around Khushi who looked around them nervously.

 

“Arnav ji, let me go, someone will see us.”

“Let then see, I’m not hiding us any more, I’m going to tell everyone about us.”

“But…”

“No buts. I’m going to marry you Khushi.”

 

Eyes wide, Khushi took his words in and blushed before hiding her face in his chest.

 

“I love you Khushi.”

“I… I love you too Arnav ji…”

 

Cupping her face, Arnav lifted her face to his and moved towards her, closing the distance between their lips…

 

*Flashback end*

 

How had it all gone wrong? This was meant to be her shagun day, but it wasn’t. It was her jiji’s. Arnav was meant to tell his family about their relationship, that they were in love with each other and that they wanted to marry. But somehow instead of picking her, they had picked Payal. Somehow, despite being the one who was around the Raizada family, they picked Payal over her to be their daughter in law. Did they not think she was good enough for their family?

Tears pricked Khushi’s eyes as she really took in what was happening. The love of her life was going to marry her sister…

Holding onto the worktop, Khushi steadied herself. She felt weak, shattered, broken… She held the worktop out of fear that her legs would give way and collapse. Tears flowed down her face. Everything was ruined.

Rushing into the kitchen, Arnav moved over to Khushi, placing his hand on her shoulder.

 

“Khushi, I really don’t understand how…”

 

Arnav began to explain that he was going to tell Di about his and Khushi’s relationship when Di approached him instead.

 

*Flashback*

 

“Di, you here?”

“Haan Chote, I’ve come to talk to you about something very important.”

“What is it Di? Are you okay?”

 

Smiling, Anjali put her hand on Arnav’s shoulder and led him into his room, gesturing him to take a seat.

 

“I was just with Nani and we were just discussing your marriage…”

“About that…”

“Me and Nani were just saying how we think a certain Miss Gupta might just be what you and this family needs.”

 

Looking up to his Di, Arnav felt a little shocked.

 

“How did you…”

“I’m your Di. I know. So what do you say?”

 

Looking down, Arnav smiled to himself. He had been so careful to make sure no one found out about him and Khushi, but it seemed they hadn’t gone unnoticed.

 

“Oho look how much my Chote is blushing. Should I assume that means yes?”

“Yes.”

 

Getting to her feet, Anjali clapped her hands together before throwing her arms around her brother.

 

“I can’t believe you’ve agreed! Wait until I go and tell Nani!”

 

Anjali left the room, beaming for ear to ear. Arnav couldn’t help but beam too. Khushi was his choice and she was his family’s choice as well. It was all going the right way for once…

 

*Flashback end*

 

“But I’m going to go back out there and explain. Don’t worry, I’ll sort this.”

“No!”

 

Eyes wide with a frantic expression, Khushi took hold of Arnav’s hand to stop him from turning away, but then dropped his hand again almost instantly.

 

“You can’t tell anyone.”

“But Khushi…”

“You can’t.”

“But if I don’t say something, my marriage with Payal is going to go ahead.”

 

Turning away to try and hide her tears, Khushi realised what she needed to say and do.

 

“You can’t say anything to anyone, you have to go through with all of this.”

“But Khushi…”

“No, no buts Arnav ji. Jiji’s marriage didn’t happen once before because of me, we can’t… I can’t do that to her again.”

“I understand that, but this is different. We love each other, how can I possibly marry your sister?”

“You have to. Jiji has agreed to this marriage, she accepts, she’s interested. I can’t… We can’t…”

 

Wiping her tears away, Khushi turned back to Arnav.

 

“We just have to push our feelings away, forget about our relationship and try and move forward.”

“How can you say that? How can you expect me to do that? You want me to forget about you and marry your sister? Are you crazy! How am I meant to forget about everything that has been going on between us for the last couple of months? Do you know how messed up that is?”

 

Turning her back to him again so he wouldn’t see her tears, Khushi nodded her head.

 

“I know it’s going to be hard but…”

“But nothing! I can’t marry Payal!”

“You have to! I can’t let her life get ruined again because of me.”

“But if we don’t tell the truth about our feelings, if we don’t stop this, then we’d still be ruining Payal’s life. Would you not rather she just be hurt now for a short time, instead of hurt for the rest of her life because she’s married to a man who loves her sister?”

“You’ll have to move on and learn to accept Jiji.”

 

Running his hand through his hair, Arnav couldn’t believe she was being like this. Was her love for her sister that strong that she was willing to give up her love for the sake of her sisters happiness?

 

“Arnav ji… Forget about me. Our relationship, it’s over.”

“I can’t.”

“You have to. Please…”

 

Taking his hands into her own, Khushi looked up into Arnav’s eyes, pleading. Pulling his hands away from her, he turned and marched away. This was insane. She’d totally lost it.

 

*****

 

“Are you okay Khushi? You’ve been so quiet all evening.”

 

The Raizada’s had left and the Gupta family had all retreated to their individual bedrooms.

 

“I’m fine.”

“Are you sure? You looked really pale earlier. Are you falling ill?”

“I’m fine Jiji, really. Don’t worry about me at all.”

 

Whether or not Payal realised that Khushi was lying, she chose not to question Khushi any further and picked up a sari that the Raizada’s had gifted her.

 

“This is such a pretty sari isn’t it?”

“Hm.”

“Can you believe this is happening Khushi? I mean, I, Payal Gupta, am marrying Arnav Singh Raizada! Can you believe it?”

 

Noting the excitement in Payal’s voice, Khushi smiled briefly before turning away.
Walking over to where Khushi was sitting, Payal placed her hand on Khushi’s shoulder.

 

“I know you and Arnav ji have had your problems before, but I’m so glad you’re both friends now.”

“Were not friends…”

“I mean you don’t argue all the time like before. It would have been a problem if you did, after all he’s going to be your Jijaji.”

 

Khushi noted how Payal was blushing. She should tease her sister, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. How could she possibly tease her sister about the man she loved. The man who she thought she was going to marry. She couldn’t do it. Not yet anyway.

 

“You know Khushi, when Buaji told me about the proposal, I was so nervous. Arnav ji just seems so… Intense. And I guess I still feel like he is but…”

 

Intense… That’s the word Payal used to describe him. If only she knew just how intense he really was…

 

*Flashback*

 

Arnav had taken Khushi to the farmhouse under the pretence of work and now they lay on the bed of his bedroom. His hand locked with hers as he placed a line of kisses on her neck. Hands fisted in his hair, Khushi held him close to herself as she hooked one leg into his.

 

“Arnav ji…”

 

He silenced her by slanting his lips over hers, taking her in a soul consuming kiss. Their lips duelled for dominance as their hands caressed the others body, their body’s moving against the others, their need for each other evident.

 

Breaking the kiss, Arnav groaned and pulled away.

 

“I can’t wait to marry you. Having to stop myself is driving me crazy. I want to be with you…”

 

His hand moved down her body, touching her breasts lightly. Khushi knew exactly what he mean and how he wanted to be with her. She wanted that too. When they got intimate like this, it was becoming harder and harder to pull away, to stop themselves from taking things further.

 

“I can’t wait to be able to carry you into my bed and make love to you all night long. I swear Khushi… Our wedding night…”

 

Blushing, Khushi rolled into him, hiding her face in his chest. The thought of their wedding night and taking things further caused her body to feel like she was going up in flames.

 

“I can’t wait either…”

 

*Flashback end*

 

Realising that their wedding night would now never arrive, Khushi felt her eyes well up with tears again. Getting to her feet, she rushed into the bathroom.

 

“Khushi…”

 

Slamming the door behind her, Khushi leaned against the door and let her tears fall.

 

*****

 

Putting all her feelings aside, Khushi began to come to terms with the fact that she wasn’t going to marry Arnav. It hurt, but she got used to the hurt. There was nothing else she could do.

Wedding preparations were in full swing now, and Khushi partook in everything that was happening with as much enthusiasm as she could. It was hard, but seeing the happiness on her sister’s face, Khushi got over what she was feeling.

She had managed to avoid Arnav, even though it had been crazy hard. He was everywhere. Either he’d turn up at her house and openly tell everyone that he needed to see her, or he would constantly call her until she needed to switch her phone off. Every time he pulled such a stunt, she felt herself break all over again, her need to be with him taking over her. But she has to resist it all, for her jiji’s sake.

 

*****

 

“Jiji you go na! I’ll wait outside.”

“Come on Khushi! You need to help me!”

 

Dragging Khushi by the hand, Payal forced her to come into the lingerie shop with her. This was too much for Khushi. How could she possibly help her sister pick out lingerie. That too to impress Arnav.

 

“Jiji please, I don’t feel comfortable.”

“Oh ho Khushi! Why are you acting like you don’t wear underwear? Anyway, you should buy some stuff for yourself. After my wedding, buaji will start looking for a groom for you!”

“I don’t want to get married.”

 

Stopping in her tracks, Payal stopped to look at her sister.

 

“What do you mean you don’t want to get married? It was only a few weeks ago you were telling me all your wedding plans. And now?”

“I just don’t want to.”

 

It was obvious to Payal that something was wrong with Khushi. She lost her spark, she was always quiet and she seemed so distant. And no matter how many times Payal asked, Khushi wouldn’t tell her anything. She was starting to become concerned but she didn’t know what she should do.

Choosing to drop the matter for now, Payal picked up some sexy night dresses and held them against herself to show Khushi.

 

“What do you think? Should I get this?”

“I told you I don’t want to do this! Why can’t you leave me alone!”

 

Running out of the shop, Khushi held her tears back. Upon reaching a bench she sat down and looked up.

 

“Why Devi Maiyya are you testing me like this? Why are you punishing me? I have never done anything wrong then why… If you are punishing me for getting close to Arnav ji outside of marriage, I’m sorry, but please, stop playing with me like this! I know I should’ve kept my distance but still… I haven’t actually done anything sinful with him… Please stop punishing me like this. Please…”

 

*****

 

As the date of the wedding got nearer and nearer, Arnav became more and more frantic. He needed to stop the wedding, he couldn’t marry Payal. He had been trying to talk to Khushi, so that they could work something out together, but she wasn’t willing to speak to him.

Pacing his bedroom, Arnav ran his hand through his hair. He needed to work something out. But without Khushi’s co-operation, he didn’t see himself getting out of this situation. And he didn’t want to go against Khushi’s wishes and tell everyone the truth about his and Khushi’s relationship.

Why was everything such a mess? And to make matters worse, the Raizada’s and Gupta’s had decided that the best location for the wedding was the farmhouse. Arnav had tried to suggests other locations, but everyone was set on the farmhouse. Arnav couldn’t do it. He couldn’t get married at the farmhouse and he couldn’t spend the first night with Payal in the bedroom where he and Khushi got intimate numerous times.

 

*Flashback*

 

“Arnav ji we need to stop doing this.”

“Doing what?”

“Coming here… And doing this.”

 

Placing kisses down the valley between her breasts, Khushi giggled as Arnav’s stubble tickled her.

He moved lower down her body, placing kisses just above her belly button. Khushi’s hand clenched in Arnav’s hair as she felt a weird feeling brewing in the pit of her belly.

He came back over her, lying beside her on the bed and threw his arm around her midsection. Khushi grabbed hold of the blanket and covered their half naked bodies.

 

“We’re coming to your house tomorrow. And within the month we’re going to be married.”

“I can’t believe this is happening.”

“The next time we get intimate like this, we won’t have to stop. I won’t have to stop myself from taking your underwear off.”

“Arnav ji…”

“I can’t wait to hear you moan my name when I’m buried deep in your body.”

 

Blushing redder than she had ever done before, Khushi buried her face in Arnav’s chest.
Soon, soon they would be one.

 

*Flashback end*

 

Running his hand through his hair, Arnav didn’t know how he was meant to deal with this. Life was a shambles.

 

*****

 

The wedding day was finally upon them. Payal was taking a bath, and Khushi took the time for herself. She had been sat on the bed, looking at the wedding lengha and felt a sudden urge to put it on. Payal had only just gone into the bathroom so she had time.

She struggled a bit to get it on, but she managed it and looked at herself in the mirror. The lengha was in the deepest shade of red with a heavy golden boarder. Even without all the jewellery she felt weighed down, she felt like a princess. A bride fit for Arnav Singh Raizada. Looking at her hands adored with dark mendhi, she found the A tattooed on her skin. Tears fell onto her hands as she realised that this was a mare dream and nothing more. She would never be Arnav’s bride, never ask him to find his letter on her hands. He’d never be responsible of taking this heavy lengha off of her.

Khushi remained in front of the mirror, staring at herself and wishing hard that this were her reality. But no amount of wishing or praying would change the fact that this wasn’t her wedding day and that she would now never be able to marry Arnav.

Stood there in front of the mirror, Khushi lost track of time. When Payal came out of the bathroom, she was slightly confused to find Khushi stood in her lengha, tears flowing down her face.

 

“Khushi?”

 

Snapping out of her daydream, Khushi looked at Payal with big eyes. Now she was done for.

 

“Jiji I…”

“What are you doing?”

“I’m sorry… I just…”

 

Starting to cry again, Khushi felt her world crash down around her. How was she going to explain herself now?

 

“Hey hey, don’t cry.”

 

Rushing over to her sister’s side, she took Khushi into her arms and held her close.

 

“I’m not going to say anything. There’s nothing wrong with you wearing my dress. I don’t mind.”

“Are you… Are you sure?”

“Of course Khushi. Waise bhi you look so beautiful in it.”

 

Mumbling a word of thanks, Khushi went behind the little wooden sectioned off bit to get changed. As she took the lengha off, it felt like she was letting her soul go with it.

 

*****

 

“Aw my Chote looks so handsome.”

 

Arnav smiled at his Di as she faffed around with his sherwani and his turban. The smile he had plastered on his face was one that had been on his face for the last week. He had been trying to work out how to get out of this, but he hadn’t come out with anything yet. The only way he could avoid this marriage is if he told the truth about himself and Khushi, and she had forbidden him from doing that. He couldn’t get out of it…

 

*****

 

The Gupta’s had been directed to two bedrooms so that they could get ready as there was some time before the wedding.

Helping Payal into her lengha, Khushi felt the tears in her eyes once more. How had the tears not stopped yet, how did she still have so many tears?

 

“You look like a princess Jiji.”

“Thank you Khushi. Are you sure? Do you think… Do you think he…”

 

Watching Payal blush, Khushi felt a sick feeling in her stomach. Her sister wanted to impress Arnav, wanted Arnav to be impressed. After all why wouldn’t she want that? She was going to marry him.

 

“Jiji I need to go out to get some air. I feel really hot.”

 

Nodding, Payal let Khushi go. She rushed out of the bedroom, and walked down the corridor so that she could leave. She couldn’t do this. She couldn’t be here while her sister and her love got married.

Just as she was walking passed Arnav’s bedroom, he opened the door and stuck his head out of the room. Upon seeing each other, they both stopped.

 

“Khushi…”

 

Making to rush away, Arnav grabbed hold of Khushi’s hand, pulling her to himself, placing his arm around her waist.

 

“Let me go. Please.”

“Talk to me.”

“There’s nothing to talk about.”

“Khushi please.”

 

Pulling herself away from him, Khushi turned away and rushed down the stairs. Payal, who had been standing at the doorway of her door, saw the little interaction between Arnav and Khushi and couldn’t help but feel confused. What on earth was that about? What was going on?

 

*****

 

As Arnav and Payal took to the mandap, both their eyes sought out Khushi. But she hadn’t come back yet. After seeing Arnav and Khushi together, alarm bells had started going off in Payal’s head and she started to piece things together. But nothing was making sense. She wanted to speak to Arnav, but she hadn’t had the opportunity to talk to him. And now they were at the mandap, she couldn’t ask him anything now, not with everyone looking at them.

 

“You okay?”

“I am… It’s just Khushi… I don’t know where she is.”

 

Arnav looked away and it further solidified Payal’s suspicions.

 

“Maybe it’s better if she isn’t here.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

 

Not responding, Arnav looked away, waiting to get the show on the road. But Payal couldn’t. Were Arnav ji and Khushi… But surely they would’ve said something if they were?

Payal felt confused, a million thoughts crossed her mind as she tried to make sense of it all. But she couldn’t make sense of it. She didn’t know what to think. She needed to ask him. She needed to know. She couldn’t go through with this with any doubt in her mind.

 

“Arnav ji, I need to speak to you.”

 

Looking around, Arnav moved a little closer, offering his ear.

 

“No I need to speak to you in private.”

“But now?”

“It can’t wait.”

 

Arnav flagged his Di down and let her know that he and Payal needed to quickly talk about something.

 

“But now Chote? It’s nearly time to get started.”

 

But before Arnav could respond, Anjali nodded as she helped Payal to her feet and directed them to one of the rooms. She told them to make sure that they were quick.

Once inside the room, Arnav shut the door and approached Payal.

 

“What’s the matter, is everything okay?”

“I don’t know. That’s what I want to ask you, is everything okay?”

 

Arnav looked at Payal, slightly confused as to what she was trying to ask him.

 

“What do you mean?”

“You and Khushi.”

 

Payal watched as the colour drained from Arnav’s face as he realised what she was asking. Stepping closer to Arnav, Payal looked up at him, a pleading expression on her face.

 

“Please, tell me the truth. Is there something going on between you and Khushi?”

“I…”

 

Arnav thought about all the times Khushi had said that Payal couldn’t find out about them, that their relationship was now over and so there was no point talking about it. But Payal knew and it would be wrong to lie to her. He couldn’t deceive her. He couldn’t build a relationship with her by starting out with a lie.

 

“Just tell me.”

“We… We were in a relationship, we were in love with each other and when I agreed to this marriage, I thought I would be marrying Khushi. But when I realised the error, Khushi stopped me from rectifying the situation. You were interested in this rishta and Khushi didn’t want to take that away from you. I don’t even know how my family came to the conclusion that you and I would be right for each other, especially when we have never really interacted, but they did. They picked you for me over Khushi, and she wants me to give this relationship a fair chance, for your sake.”

“But you love each other.”

“Khushi ended our relationship on the day of the shagun. I haven’t been able to speak to her since.”

“But do you still love each other?”

“I still love her, I don’t know if she still feels the same way about me.”

“How could she… How could she not say anything?”

“She said your last rishta broke down because of her, she didn’t want to be the reason for this rishta breaking as well. She told me our relationship was over and that I should learn to move forward with you.”

“So this marriage… Will you actually accept our marriage and try to move forward with me.”

“I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.”

 

This evidently must have been the wrong answer because Payal looked appalled.

 

“Does Khushi mean that little to you? You’re willing to marry me and move forward with me when you were in a relationship with my sister. When you claim you were in love with her and wanted to marry her?”

“It’s because Khushi means the world to me that I am willing to move forward. Khushi’s happiness lies in your happiness Payal. If I can keep you happy, then it means that I would be keeping Khushi happy too.”

 

Turning away, Payal raised her hand to her head, trying to comprehend everything that was happening.

 

“Payal, I know this is a lot to take in moment before we get married. But I promise you, I will be faithful to you.”

“But Khushi! What about Khushi?”

 

Arnav felt his heart break. His heart broke for Khushi, who he knew had so many dreams linked with him and his heart broke for Payal who was hurting because her sister hid the truth from her and was ready to sacrifice so much for her.

 

“I can’t marry you Arnav ji. I can’t. Say today we get married and everything goes well. But one day we may have children together, one day we may be happy together… But Khushi. I can’t do that to her. Her first love… I can’t rub it in her face like that. Khushi’s strong, but I don’t think she would be able to deal with that. And I cant lose her.”

“So what now? What are we meant to do?”

“We need to find Khushi.”

 

Arnav nodded. Payal was right. They couldn’t go forward with this. They needed to find Khushi and they needed to talk some sense into her. But where was she? And how were they meant to find her before everyone started to come looking for them?

Arnav was stressed, but the moment they opened the door to try to go and find Khushi, there was was, standing in the doorway.

 

“Khushi!”

 

Throwing her arms around her sister, Payal held Khushi close to herself, letting her tears fall.

 

“Jiji…”

“You crazy girl! How could you… Where did you go? I thought you weren’t going to be back.”

“I just needed to…”

 

Breaking the hug, Payal turned her attention to Arnav who was looking at Khushi with longing in his eyes.

 

“Arnav ji, could you go outside and wait for us please, I need to talk to Khushi quickly.”

“The wedding…”

“Don’t tell anyone anything yet. Please just wait at the mandap while I speak to Khushi.”

 

Nodding, Arnav left and Payal shut the door behind him.

 

“Jiji what’s going on?”

“I know the truth!”

“Which truth?”

“Yours and Arnav ji’s.”

“He told you?”

“He didn’t need to. I realised. What were you thinking Khushi? How could you just… How could you give up your first love for me? Not just your first love, but your true love? You planned a future with him and you were… You were ready to sacrifice all of that for my sake? Are you… How can you be that selfless Khushi?”

 

Tears flowed down both Khushi and Payal’s face as Khushi explained everything that had been goon through her head.

Holding her sister close, Payal listened as Khushi cried.

 

“You really are Sanka Devi. How could you possibly sacrifice so much for me? I understand why you were doing it, but Arnav ji… How could you do that that to him? How could you do that to yourself? Did you not think how hard it would be for you to see me and him together?”

“All I was thinking about what you Jiji.”

“Pagli. How did you think I could ever be happy at your expense? Maybe one day me and Arnav ji may have been happy. Maybe he would one day accept me whole heartedly. But just as he’s your first love, you are his. And I don’t think any of us would have been happy if me and him got married. Not really… Not truly happy, the way we all deserve to be.”

“What are you saying Jiji?”

“I’m saying, let’s get all this sorted and get this show on the road…”

 

*****

Finally reemerging from the room, everyone looked between the bride and her sister in confusion. But after a quick explanation of the circumstances, the wedding was finally ready to go ahead.

The couple did all the rituals that were needed and were soon pronounced man and wife…

 

*****

 

Locking the bedroom door, Arnav smiled as he walked over to the bed where his blushing bride was waiting for him.

 

“So in the end, it all worked out for you and me.”

 

Khushi smiled as Arnav came towards her. She had been completely convinced that their relationship was over and done with but now… They were about to start a new relationship. Thanks to her Jiji. Payal called off her marriage for Khushi’s sake. Her sister sacrificed her own rishta for her sake. Khushi watched as Arnav slowly stripped out of his sherwani and dropped his trousers. He came onto the bed, moving towards her slowly.

 

“Our first night… I thought I’d take my time, letting you undress me and then me undress you. But after what we went through, almost losing you… I can’t wait. I just want to make you mine now.”

“Please, just make me yours…”

 

*****

 

A rapid knock on the door woke Arnav up. Looking beside him, he smiled at the slumbering, naked form beside him. Last night had been intense. Definitely not what he had expected for their first night, but given the circumstances, it was understandable why there had been such a sense of urgency between them.

Covering Khushi properly with the silky blankets, Arnav pulled his trousers on and went to open the bedroom door.

 

“Good morning Chote, you took your time. Did I disturb anything?”

 

Laughing, Arnav pushed the door open so Di could see Khushi was still sleeping.

 

“You woke me up. She’s still fast asleep.”

“Was she okay? I mean given the circumstances and how suddenly everything changed?”

“She was a bit unsettled for a while, she kept thinking about Payal but she was okay afterwards.”

“It’ll be hard for her for a while. She was so ready to give you up for her sister and now to have you but at the expense of her sisters happiness…”

“Can you believe she was willing to walk away front our relationship for the sake of Payal? I never believed that people could be that selfless.”

“She has a big heart Chote. A very big heart. Always keep her happy and treasure her, people like Khushi are hard to come by.”

 

Smiling, Arnav looked over his shoulder to see his wife stretching. The sheets moved away from her body a little and rested just about her breasts. Arnav blushed as he shut the door slightly, covering Khushi from Anjali’s view.

 

“Looks like you’ve been doing a good job treasuring her.”

“Di!”

 

Sticking her tongue out, Anjali rushed away, shouting that Arnav and Khushi should be ready in an hours time for the pooja. Shutting the door, Arnav walked back over to the bed, letting his trousers and boxers fall to the floor. Getting into bed, he cuddled up to Khushi, placing light kisses on her neck, making her wake up.

 

“Hi.”

“Arnav ji…”

“You’re beautiful.”

 

Cuddling up to Arnav, Khushi pressed her face into his chest, inhaling his scent. Khushi made a mental pact to herself. She was never take this man for granted. She’d never stop being grateful for him. And she’d never stop letting her sister know just how much she appreciated her sacrifice. And she would always make sure that she would always love her sister more than anyone else in this world. Payal had given her the biggest gift someone could ever give anyone.

 

The gift of a happily ever after.

Fifty Shades of Raizada ~ Part 13

After driving for a good half an hour, Khushi decided she wanted to talk to Arnav about what was on her mind.

 

“Arnav, may I ask you about something?”

“Sure.”

“Are you sure it’s a good idea that you’ve invited me to meet your family?”

 

Arnav turns to Khushi momentarily and then turned away to watch the road again.

 

“Di’s seen you, she won’t rest until she’s sat down and spoken to you and become your best friend. Might as well get it over and done with.”

“So you don’t mind?”

“Khushi, I want you in my life for the long term. So it’s better you meet the family now.”

 

Nodding, Khushi turned her attention back onto the road. Then something hit her.

 

“Can I ask you something else?”

“Go for it.”

“Do your family know about… Your life?”

“Meaning?”

“About how you don’t do relationships and about your…”

“If you’re asking if my family know about my dominant lifestyle, then no. And I hope you can keep that to yourself too.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, you can’t tell anyone. Not your friends, or my family. The fact that I am a dominant is between you and me and no one else. If you tell anyone, then I punish you.”

“Punish me?”

“Haan Khushi, I punish you. The way I have chosen to live my life isn’t a simple one and would cause a lot of complications both in my professional life and in my personal life. So please, tell no one about anything. To the world we are like any other couple.”

“Okay, I understand.”

 

There was a moments silence before Khushi thought of something else she wanted to talk about.

 

“Who is there in your family?”

“Well you’ve met my Di. She’s my life, my everything.”

“She seems very nice.”

“She’s one of the best women you will ever meet in your life.”

“Who else is there?”

“Well then you have mama and mami ji, it’s their anniversary party that you have been invited to. Mama ji is your average mama, kind and supportive. And mami, she’s crazy! She loves talking English, but she’s not very good at it, and she loves bright colours and patterns. But she has a kind heart and life is never dull with her around.”

“Mami sounds amazing.”

“She is. She treats me like her own son. Sometimes it feels like she does love me more than her own son. Speaking of her son, we have my cousin Akash. He’s the best too. I couldn’t have asked for a more supportive and down to earth brother. I love him, and I know I can always depend on him. Then finally we have my Nani.”

“Tell me about nani ji.”

“Nani, is one of the strongest women I know, after my Di of course, but she’s so strong. She’s also very kind, very smart, but she can be very stern as well. But she loves me and everyone else. And I’m pretty sure she’ll love you too.”

“You’re family sound amazing Arnav!”

“They are, they really are.”

“Do you miss your parents?”

“I miss my mom. All the time, I wish she was still with me, but I don’t miss dad. I never did and I don’t think I ever will miss him.”

“Do you want to talk about him some more, maybe talk about why…”

“Maybe one day Khushi. But I’m not ready to talk about the darkness in my past just yet.”

 

Nodding, Khushi understood what he was saying and she didn’t want to force him to talk about something he didn’t want to talk about. The conversation reached a close and Khushi accepted that.

Turning her attention back to the outside world, Khushi thought back to everything that she had learnt that weekend. She thought back to the last time when she was in this car. She was so full of hope, she was so excited and then crazy things happened between her and Arnav. Now, she was slightly scared of what could be waiting for her, but she still felt hopeful. Maybe she could find a way to change Arnav’s thinking, maybe she would be able to find a way to stop this whole dominant-submissive relationship. Maybe, just maybe one day they will be able to have a normal relationship with a normal marriage. Maybe he’ll fall in love with her and he’ll happily change her life choices for her. Just maybe.

 

*****

 

After a long, long drive, they finally arrived at Khushi and Lavanya’s apartment. Cutting the engine, Arnav looked to Khushi.

 

“I know this weekend hasn’t exactly gone as smoothly as I thought it was going to go, but Khushi, I still liked having you around and I feel hopeful for what’s to come.”

“I do too.”

 

Leaning over, Arnav placed a light kiss on Khushi’s lips. Breaking away fairly quickly, he turned his attention to the glove box. Opening it, he took out an envelope and handed it to Khushi.

 

“This is our contract. Read through it, see what you think, make changes and then when you’re ready, we can go through it together and negotiate.”

“What if I don’t understand something?”

“Then just send me a message. Any time, don’t worry about it. I’ll get back to you as soon as I can and I’ll explain whatever it is you want to know, as well as I can.”

“When will I see you again?”

“I’ll come and pick you up so we can go to the party. But I’ll talk to you before that.”

 

Moving in, Khushi placed a quick kiss on Arnav’s lips before grabbing her bag and getting out of the car. Arnav too got out and took her luggage out for her. He carried it over to the door and Khushi told him she’d be able to manage from here.

Arnav stood their awkwardly for a second, before giving Khushi a quick hug and then making his way back to his car. Khushi turned and gave him a little wave before opening the door and going inside. Once inside, she heard the engine of the car start up and then it driving away.

 

*****

 

“Khushi! You’re back!”

 

La came running out of the kitchen and hugged Khushi.

 

“I’ve missed you so much!”

“I missed you too!”

“Liar! You were with ASR! I bet you didn’t even take a moment to think about me.”

“I promise La! I did remember you!”

“Okay okay, I believe you. Now tell me! What happened!”

 

Sitting down on the sofa, Khushi thought for a while before starting to speak.

 

“There’s not a lot to tell.”

“You spent the entire weekend with him! Something interesting must have happened?”

“Well… I met his sister and I’m going to meet the rest of his family next weekend.”

“Wait? You’ve met his sister?”

“Yes, she came to see him just as we were leaving, she seems really nice.”

“And you’re meeting the rest of the family next week?”

“Yep.”

“Isn’t that a bit… fast?”

“It is, but because I’ve seen his sister, he said she wouldn’t rest until she met me properly, so better to get the formalities out of the way I guess.”

“Makes sense, what else happened.”

 

How Khushi wanted to tell Lavanya about Arnav and his choice of lifestyle, but she knew she couldn’t. But she really needed to talk to someone about everything that was going on in her head. But that was one thing Arnav asked of her, she couldn’t disrespect his wishes like that.

 

“He’s really intense.”

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t know how to explain it, but yeah, really, really intense.”

“That means the sex would be really good.”

 

Hitting Lavanya, Khushi shook her head.

 

“Wait you guys didn’t do it?”

“We did.”

“You did it?!”

“Yeah…”

“You had SEX with Arnav freaking Singh Raizada?”

“Yes…”

“HOW ARE YOU NOT JUMPING OFF THE ROOF OUT OF JOY.”

 

Shaking her head, Khushi got to her feet.

 

“It’s not that I didn’t enjoy it, or that it wasn’t good, it’s just… I don’t know if I’m the kind of person he wants. Like I really like him and I really want to be with him, but I don’t know if I’m as important to him as he is to me.

“What do you mean Khushi? He’s so into you.”

“I know but…”

 

Taking Khushi’s hands into hers, Lavanya made Khushi sit back down on the sofa.

 

“Look, I know what you’re thinking, but he’s really into you. Don’t let anything make you doubt that.”

“He said he’s prepared to marry me one day.”

 

Lavanya straighten up, her eyes wide.

 

“Wait. What?”

“I told him I didn’t want things to get too serious if there’s no chance of commitment from his side.”

“But Khushi, he doesn’t even believe in marriage, everyone knows that.”

“I know, but he said that if marriage is what it takes to keep me then he’s willing.”

“Then why are you doubting your relationship! He’s obviously super serious about you!”

 

Khushi felt confused. Lavanya had a point but at the same time it was the whole dominant-submissive thing that she was doubting. But she couldn’t explain that to La. Picking up her bag, Khushi excused herself, saying she wanted to get some rest.

 

“Didn’t get much sleep over the weekend huh.” Teased Lavanya.

 

Ignoring the comment, Khushi picked her things up and went into her room, taking the envelope with the contract out. She sat at her desk, taking some highlighters out and started to slowly go through the contract.

There was so much she didn’t understand and she made note of it so that she could ask him about it. There were some things that made her eyes widen and she thought hell no, and struck it out then and there.

Time passed and Khushi kept going, googling certain things she wanted to know. After a long time, a very long time, she was finally done.

 

Looking through her notes, she texted Arnav asking what certain things were and what they meant. Arnav replied almost instantly and he answered everything she wanted to know. It took a while to get through it all, but soon enough they were done.

 

*I really hope we can make this work Khushi*

 

His last text hit her hard, he really wanted this, he really wanted her. Putting her phone down, Khushi reviewed everything she’d looked at and learnt and realised, maybe they could do this without it being as horrific as she thought. Just maybe…

Fifty Shades of Raizada ~ Part 12

Slowly opening her eyes, the memories of the night before came back to Khushi fast and clear. She was prepared to tell Arnav she couldn’t do what he wanted, instead she’d ended up sleeping with him again. Running her hand through her hair, Khushi groaned at how her plan completely backfired. She sat up in bed and looked over at Arnav. He was still sleeping, looking as peaceful as ever. Like always, she couldn’t help but wonder how innocent he looked while he slept, yet how complex and intense he really was when awake. She also couldn’t help but feel really happy that he was still in bed and that he hadn’t left her while she was sleeping. Knowing that he didn’t sleep beside people, it made her really happy to be able to wake up beside him.

Getting out of bed, Khushi grabbed her clothes and went into the bathroom. Arnav heard the door close and his eyes opened slowly. He looked around himself, he was in Khushi’s bedroom.

Rubbing his face, Arnav sat up in bed. He’d never slept in this bed before. This bed wasn’t for him to sleep in. He’d never laid beside a woman before, slept in the same bed as a woman all night. Yet he was bending his own rules for Khushi time and time again. Why was he doing this? How was he letting this happen?

Thoughts of the night before came flooding back. Her reasons why they shouldn’t stay together, her insistence that she ultimately wanted marriage. Those were reasons why he should let her go. But she did something to him. The way her body felt against his, the way she accommodated him perfectly. He couldn’t let her go, not after feeling all the things that he had felt with her. He’d never felt those things before with anyone else and he didn’t want to let those feelings go. Nothing was making sense, but Arnav knew that he needed to work it out and find a way to keep her.

 

*****

 

Whilst Arnav was in the bathroom, Khushi began to get breakfast ready. Last night didn’t go how it was meant to go, but she needed to make it clear to Arnav that she wasn’t about to go back on what she had said. She didn’t want to carry this on, whatever this was. She couldn’t. His world wasn’t for her and she wasn’t about to let herself get roped in. Khushi had made up yet mind, she knew what needed to be done, no matter how hard it proved to be.

A little while later, Arnav came down and sat down for breakfast.

 

“You’ve made breakfast again?”

“It’s not much.”

“I still appreciate this.”

 

Sitting in silence, they began to eat their food. Arnav knew that he should say something, but he wanted this moment to last. Khushi too knew that she needed to say something but at the same time, once she said what she wanted to say, that would be it, the moment would be over and they would be done.

They carried on eating, both in deep thought until Khushi finally spoke.

 

“Arnav…” She took a deep breath, bracing herself for what was to come. “Being here with you, being with you, it’s been fun but we both know this isn’t going to work out between us.”

 

Arnav put his fork down.

 

“I get that this whole dominant-submissive thing isn’t for you, but maybe we can find a way to work around it.”

“Even if we could, the main issue now is that you don’t want a marriage.”

 

Arnav clenched his fists. Marriage, marriage, marriage! That’s all she cared about.

 

“God damn it Khushi. Is that all you care about?”

“At this moment of time, yes. Because that is the fundamental issue.”

 

Arnav shook his head. Why was she being like this?

 

“Khushi, why can’t we just have some fun?”

“Because I don’t want a relationship that’s ‘just some fun’ for you, to become something more for me.”

“What do you mean?”

 

Looking down, Khushi realised maybe she said more than she should have.

 

“You can’t go quiet now, you have to explain.”

 

Taking a deep breath, Khushi began trying to verbalise what she’d been thinking.

 

“What I mean is, I really like you. Really, really like you. And I want to be with you. But you don’t want the same things as I do. I don’t want to agree to stay with you and fall in love with you, or get attached to you if I have to let you go.”

 

Arnav got off his chair and moved over to Khushi and took her hands in his.

 

“You wouldn’t have to let me go.”

“But I would. Because at some point or other, my family will make me get married. You don’t want marriage…”

 

She had a point, he knew that. At the end of the day she was an Indian girl. Regardless of anything else, in their culture, for a woman to be of age and not wed is something which would be talked about. Arnav knew this first hand. He remembered how people talked about his Di when she got a bit older but wasn’t getting married. They assumed things, they spoke behind their back, he hadn’t wanted it for his Di and he didn’t want it for Khushi either.

 

“Then I’ll marry you.”

 

Khushi’s head snapped up. Did he just say? No? No he couldn’t have. He didn’t even believe in marriage, why would he…

 

“What?”

“I don’t believe in marriage, but if you do then so be it. If the only way to keep you is by marrying you, then yes, I’ll marry you.”

“Arnav…”

“Don’t say anything. It’s not like I’m saying we should get married right now. What I’m saying is, if you want marriage, then I’m willing to marry you. If it means keeping you with me then I’ll do it.”

“I don’t know…”

“But, just because I’m saying I’m ready to marry you doesn’t mean it changes who I am. I still want you to go through the contract and I still want you to sign it.”

“I…”

“You’re issue was you wanted marriage, I’m willing, but you have to sign the contract to be my submissive.”

“But I don’t approve of the way you have chosen to live.”

“Then we have reached an impasse.”

 

Arnav stepped away from Khushi. He’s made his decision, and he was willing to do something he didn’t believe in for her. If after all this she wasn’t going to accept him and his way of life then there was nothing more he could do to keep her. If she wasn’t going to accept, then it was best if he just let her go. He was willing to do something he didn’t like for her sake, then she too should do the same for him.

 

“Can I have some time to actually go through the contract properly?”

“Yes, all the time you need.”

“Then give me some time to go through the contract and then we’ll see where we can go from there.”

“Take as long as you need. Until you’ve finished going through the contract, we won’t come back here again. And until you’ve signed it, I wouldn’t touch you again.”

“That sounds like a fair deal.”

 

Arnav didn’t know how long she’d take to go through the contract and he didn’t like that he’d just said he wouldn’t touch her again until she signed it, but he realised this was something that needed to happen if they were going to be able to move forward.

 

“Khushi, I think you should start packing and we should start making our way back soon. The drive back is going to take a long time.”

 

Nodding, Khushi stood and went away so that she could get her things together.

 

*****

 

Arnav and Khushi were ready to leave when the lift doors opened and a tall, beautiful woman walked in.

 

“Di?!”

 

Looking between Arnav and the woman who had just walked in, Khushi couldn’t help but feel like she shouldn’t have been there at that point of time.

 

“Di, what are you going here?”

“I’ve come to see you of course.”

“But you should’ve called…”

“You never seem to be free when I call you beforehand and tell you I’m coming.”

“How did you know I was here?”

“I took a guess. Any way, stop being rude and introduce me to this lovely woman you have by your side.”

 

Arnav took a moment to compose himself.

 

“Di, this is Khushi, my girlfriend. Khushi, this is my Di, Mrs Anjali Jha.”

 

Anjali stepped forward and Khushi greeted her. Her mind was still slightly woolly from the fact that Arnav had just introduced her as his girlfriend to his sister.

 

“Namaste Anjali ji.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. Chote, you didn’t even tell me you were seeing someone.”

“We haven’t been together long Di. When the time was right, I would’ve told you.”

“Are you guys going out?”

“I need to get back because I have work tomorrow and I need to get Khushi home as well.”

“Oh, so my timing wasn’t the best.”

 

Arnav hugged his sister and placed a kiss on her head.

 

“Di, you know I always make time for you, next time check with me first and I’ll surely make time for you.”

“I know Chote, I’ve just missed you that’s all. Any way, I needed to invite you to mama ji and mami ji’s anniversary party. It’s nothing big, just our family, but you have to come, it’s their 30th anniversary. It’s next weekend at our house.”

“Di you know family parties really aren’t my scene.”

“I know, but we haven’t got together as a family for so long, we all miss you so much. Please come.”

 

Arnav took a moment to weigh up his options. He did miss his family, especially his Di. But the moment he got with his family, everyone started pressuring him about marriage and that was one conversation he could do without. Especially now. But he realised he couldn’t stay away for ever and he knew his Di missed him more than anything else.

 

“I’ll be there.”

“Promise?”

“I promise Di.”

 

Anjali turned to Khushi.

 

“You must come too.”

“Me?”

“Yes, I’m sure everyone else would love to meet you too.”

 

Turning to Arnav, Khushi didn’t know what to say. Was this part of their arrangement? Was she meant to be meeting the family?

 

“I don’t know…”

“She’ll be there Di.”

 

Khushi turned to Arnav. What? Why was he letting her meet the rest of his family? What would she say to them? How would she explain anything to them.

 

“Excellent. Any way, I’ll be off. See you both next weekend.”

 

Hugging her brother and regarding Khushi, Anjali turned to leave. Once she was in the elevator and the doors shut behind her, Khushi turned to Arnav.

 

“You’re taking me to meet your family?”

“Di wouldn’t have taken no for an answer.”

“But we don’t even know what’s happening between us.”

“I know. But Di’s seen you and I’m 100% sure she’s going to go home and tell everyone else about you.”

 

Shaking her head, Khushi didn’t know what to say or how to feel. She didn’t really like the idea of meeting the rest of Arnav’s family. It seemed like a big step, one she wasn’t sure if she was ready for. But it seemed as though Arnav had made the decision for her and she had no other option. Is this what it would be to spend ones life with Arnav? Would he make all decisions for her and accept her to go along with it? What about what she wanted and what she thought about the whole matter?

Fifty Shades of Raizada ~ Part 11

Readers discretion advised. Very explicit content ahead.

 

For the rest of the evening, Khushi stayed in her room, trying to make sense of everything. She flicked through the contract once more, but it was clear. This world of Arnav’s wasn’t for her and she was prepared to leave it and him behind.

Getting out of bad, Khushi decided that she was ready to talk to Arnav and tell him she was out. This wasn’t going to work between them. She walked into the bathroom, had a quick shower and got dressed to go downstairs.

As Khushi made her way downstairs, she realised that the whole apartment was very quiet and also very dark. Carefully, she made her way down the stairs and saw that there was a light on in the kitchen. She followed the light and saw that Arnav was stood in the kitchen, surrounded by dishes of different food.

 

“Are you entertaining tonight?”

 

Arnav turned around to see Khushi looking around the kitchen.

 

“Khushi… Hi. No, I was preparing dinner for us so we could sit and talk.”

“You didn’t need to go to all this effort.”

“I know, but I didn’t like how thins went down between us earlier.”

 

Arnav carried the dishes over to the large dining table on the other side of the kitchen and pulled out a chair for Khushi, gesturing her to come over and sit down. Khushi nodded and made her way over and sat down at the table.

 

“Let me just get the rest of the food.”

 

Arnav went back to get the rest of the food. Khushi examined what he had already put down on the table and couldn’t help but smile a little bit. Did he go through all this effort to cook just for her, to make things right with her? Arnav came back, put all the dishes down and then sat down opposite Khushi.

 

“Please help yourself.”

“This all looks so… It looks amazing! I didn’t know you could cook.”

“One has to learn. I spend so much time alone, I needed to learn to cook. Take out is great, but its not ideal for all the time.”

 

Khushi helped herself to some of the pasta that Arnav had prepared. She took a small bite and her eyes lit up.

 

“This really is amazing.”

“I’m glad you approve. It’s one of the first things I learnt to cook. I lived off this pasta for years.”

 

Laughing, Khushi carried on eating her pasta and got some garlic bread to go alongside it. Arnav too got some food and ate a bit, but he spent most of his time watching Khushi.
They made small talk while enjoying the food, but both were very much aware of the elephant in the room.

Soon dinner was over and Arnav cleared the table and loaded up the dish washer. He came back over to the table and sat down opposite Khushi.

 

“We need to talk.”

“Yes we do.”

“Khushi… I realise that my way of life is a lot for you to take in and I guess you’ve made it clear it’s not something you want to be involved in. Although I want to argue and tell you that we should give it a shot and you should see how it goes, I will respect your decision. But, I can’t let you go.”

“Arnav… We can’t.”

“I know, I know what you said, about how you need commitment and marriage and I know I can’t give you that. But how about we make some kind of arrangement still. We try and make this work for as long as we can, but if you meet someone who is willing to commit to you and who will marry you, then I’ll let you go.”

“We can’t do that.”

“Khushi, I can’t let you go.”

“I don’t want you to, but at the same time we can’t do this. I can’t stay with you, not when I know you have no intention to marry me. If I knew that somewhere down the line we would get married, I would accept and I would stay with you, I would accept the sin, suffer the consequences of our action, but I would remain with you because I know you will make an honest woman of me. But knowing you have no intention, I can’t. I can’t live in sin, I can’t sleep with you and get close to you when I know, ultimately I belong to someone else. That I will have to one day leave you and spend the rest of my life with someone who isn’t you.”

 

This last lines, the one of belonging to someone, else got Arnav mad. He slammed his fist against the table and shoved his chair back and got to his feet. He pulled Khushi out of her chair and pinned her arms around her back.

 

“You belong to me. DON’T YOU DARE say you belong to someone else. You’re MINE.”

 

Khushi struggled against his hold, trying to put distance between them, but he held onto her, holding onto her tighter. He pressed himself into her and took her lips in an aggressive kiss. Khushi resisted to begin with but soon she too began to respond to his kiss with a similar level of fire. He might be mad at her for talking about such a thing, but she too was angry at him for putting her in this position. All she wanted was a simple relationship with love and romance, she didn’t want all this crazy stuff that he was proposing.

Once Arnav realised that she was reciprocating the kiss, he slowed it down. His kiss became less aggressive and he slowly let go of her hands and took hold of her hips, pressing his pelvis into hers. He rocked his hip into hers, imitating a much more intimate action and Khushi moved hers in time with his. His fingers slipped under her kameez and up the sides of her body, resting just below her breasts. Khushi’s hands fumbled with his buttons, taking one off, then the next.

Arnav broke the kiss, his fingers still playing havoc on her skin.

 

“I want you. God dammit Khushi, I need you.”

 

Khushi nodded, she knew in her head she should say no, but her heart was saying yes. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Khushi pulled Arnav back to herself and let her lips meet his. Arnav pulled Khushi’s kameez off of her and threw it aside and clipped off her bra. Hands back on her waist, he lifted her off the ground, never breaking their kiss and placed her down on the table. He made light work of his shirt and pants and let them fall away. Pushing Khushi back onto the table, Arnav pulled away her panties and positioned himself between her legs and pulled her forward. He guided his length into her and Khushi gasped out. Arnav used one hand to hold onto the side of the table, while the other caressed her breast.

It took him a moment to get this rhythm going, but in no time, they were going at it in full speed. Khushi’s moans filled the kitchen and Arnav groaned. Something about her, something about the feel of her around his length turned him on so much more than anything else. He carried on thrusting in her, and Khushi lay back, enjoying the sensations she was feeling.

 

“Ah, Arnav… Mmmm, I… Oh.”

 

He could feel her tightening, she was oh so close, she needed her release as much as he did. But he stopped and withdrew. Khushi’s eyes fluttered open and Arnav pulled her up.

 

“I want to do it from behind.”

“I…”

“Can we?”

“I don’t know…”

“I’ll go slow, I promise.”

 

Khushi was apprehensive about what he was asking of her, but nodded regardless. Arnav turned her around and pinned her face down against the table. He kicked her legs apart slightly and took a fistful of her hair as he slowly guided himself in.

 

“AH.”

“Oh fuck.”

 

He held himself still, realising her body needed to adjust around him. When he thought the time was right, he slowly began to move. Khushi clutched onto the edge of the table and her eyes rolled back. This was so much more intense than anything they had done together before.

 

He started moving faster, pulling on her hair. He smacked her butt.

 

“Look at me.”

 

Khushi turned, her eyes barely open, but she looked at him over her shoulder.

 

“Do you like this?”

“Mmmm.”

“It feels good when I pull your hair doesn’t it?

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes sir.”

 

Arnav smirked, feeling content. He pushed her back onto the table, and sped things up. She was close and he needed his release too.

Moments passed and they both reached their climax, Khushi, slumped against the table and Arnav slumped against her. They remained like this for a moment before Arnav gathered Khushi into his arms and made his way upstairs to put her into her bed. He could feel sleep coming his way, so he hurried and put her down.

 

“Stay with me.”

 

Arnav looked at her, so peaceful, so spent, reaching out to him. He should have said no, and he should have walked away, but he didn’t. He came over and lay down next to her, and soon they both fell asleep.

 

*****

 

Author’s note:

Now this is a chapter I am very apprehensive about. I have changed it a number of times, where I have taken a certain section of the story out but then have put it in again. I’m not sure how everyone is going to take to the change in the dynamic, however, I would like to say that if you didn’t like, or don’t agree with my choice, then I am sorry. I would appreciate it if I don’t get bombarded with a number of angry comments.