Scars ~ Part 33

“I’m so sorry Arnav, I honestly didn’t realise…”

“It doesn’t matter if you didn’t realise. You should have still freaking knocked! Who just walks into someones bedroom like that?”

“I’m sorry, force of habit. You know how I was always walking in and out of your dorm in uni?”

“Yeah but that was before. Did it not occur to you that I’m a married man now?”

“I didn’t think you and Khushi would be doing that at this time of day.”

“We’re newly weds who have just come back from honeymoon!”

“Yes but…”

“Stop making excuses for goodness sake.”

“Okay! I’m sorry! I should have knocked.”

“I think maybe it would be better if you did stay at a hotel.”

“Arnav what are you…”

“You’re a good friend of mine, but maybe it would be better if you didn’t stay here.”

“You can’t throw me out like this!”

“I’m not throwing you out… I just feel it would be better if you didn’t stay here and to be honest with you, I don’t feel as comfortable as I thought I would with having you here.”

 

Sheetal threw her hair over her shoulder and turned away from Arnav.

 

“Fine, I’ll leave. I see how it is. Your wife is so much more important to you now.”

“I don’t think you were listening to what I was saying.”

“I heard everything you had to say. You don’t want me here and you don’t feel comfortable with me here.”

“Yes but….”

“Marriage has changed you, you can’t see anything past your wife.”

“It’s got nothing to do with how much importance either of you have in my life. I can see everything clearly.”

“Whatever.”

 

Sheetal walked out of the room and made her way to the guest room which she was staying in.

 

*****

 

“Well, I hope you’re happy Khushi. Arnav’s thrown me out.”

“What?”

“Yes, he’s asked me to leave because of you.”

“I don’t…”

“Oh stop acting all innocent. This was your plan all along wasn’t it, to get me thrown out.”

“I’ll speak to him…”

“Don’t bother.”

 

Sheetal pushed past Khushi with her bags. Did Khushi think she’d won that easily. She still had one trick left up her sleeve.

 

*****

 

“What’s up Sheetal?”

“Well I only have a couple of days left here and I was planning on having a bit of a party for all my friends, will you come?”

“Do you want me to come?”

“Even though I was deeply hurt by your behaviour, you are still my friend and I’d appreciate it if you came.”

“Alright, when and where’s the party?”

“Tomorrow evening, Hotel Grand.”

“Alright I shall see you then.”

“Goodbye Arnav.”

 

Sheetal disconnected the call and smirked. This was going to be fun.

 

*****

 

“Ah Arnav you made it!”

“I said I would come.”

“No Khushi?”

“She said she wasn’t feeling to well and she also said it might be nice for me to come on my own so that I could catch up with everyone.”

“So your wife does have a brain after all.”

“Sheetal, you’re my friend but I really don’t like the tone you take when you’re talking about Khushi sometimes.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. It just doesn’t feel right seeing you with her.”

“I can understand why you feel like that but honestly she makes me happy and you should be happy for me that I found someone who makes me happy.”

“I am. Come on now, we need to get this party started!”

 

Sheetal took Arnav’s hand and led him in. Arnav was greeted by a number of people he and Sheetal were in university with. They all approached Arnav and congratulated him on his marriage.

 

“This isn’t done yaar. I thought we were buddies, how come no one knew about your marriage until there was a news report on you saying you were now off the market. Where were our invites?”

 

Arnav chuckled and answered his friend Armaan.

 

“It was a small function and we didn’t want any fuss. Just family.”

“I see, but still, you could have told us that you were going to get married.”

“I’m sorry Armaan. You know how it is, last minute rush and everything.”

“Yeah I understand. Didn’t you bring your wife with you, it would have been great to meet her.”

“She wasn’t feeling to well and so didn’t come. But we were planning on having a little party of our own soon, so you should definitely come along to that.”

 

Sheetal was stood on the side, tapping her foot impatiently. She then walked between Arnav and Armaan and excused Arnav.

 

“Dance with me.”

“I don’t really dance Sheetal.”

“You have to otherwise I won’t forgive you.”

 

Arnav laughed and offered his hand to Sheetal. She took it happily and they moved to the dance floor. Arnav made sure that there was a respectable distance between himself and Sheetal because at the end of the day, he was now a married man and the only woman he only wanted near himself was Khushi.

Sheetal kept moving in, trying to get close to Arnav but he was vigilant. He made sure the distance between them was as much as it could possibly be without seeming to awkward. Sheetal noticed he kept moving away and kept getting annoyed.

 

“Arnav, when two people are dancing together, they have to stand close to each other.”

“We’re fine where we are.”

“Marriage made you boring Arnav. I remember when you used to get as close as you possibly could and you’d dance in the most sexy way possible. You’d always grind your body against mine.”

“That was before, in my early 20’s when we were still in uni. I’m a different person now.”

“You’re boring now.”

“Oh well.”

 

Sheetal was getting more and more annoyed at how Arnav wasn’t affected by what she was saying. Normally if he was called boring, he’d do anything possible to prove that he wasn’t. That was her way of always getting her way. But today, he wasn’t being affected at all. Sheetal looked over her shoulder and saw a man closing in on them. She nodded to him and then turned back to Arnav.

She moved into him and placed a hand on his cheek.

 

“You know Arnav. I’ve always liked you.”

“I’ve liked you too, that’s why we’re friends.”

“No I mean I’ve always liked you as more than a friend.”

 

Arnav tried to move himself out of Sheetal’s arms and tried to put distance between them. But Sheetal’s grip on him didn’t loosen.

 

“Sheetal this a highly inappropriate conversation.”

“You have to let me express my feeling.”

“I’m a married man and I’m happily married. Nor would I be able to accept your feelings nor could I do anything about it.”

“Your wife isn’t here what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.”

 

She held his upper arm and moved into him. She held him tightly. Arnav struggled and tried to break away from her but she wasn’t about to let him go.

Sheetal moved in and kissed him, bang on the lips…

Unwanted ~ Part 16

 

Arnav

 

So. We’d done it. We’d done the deed. Me and Khushi. I ran my hand through my hair, trying to make sense of it all. Khushi was in the shower and I took the time to think. Last night was amazing. I enjoyed it all so god damn much and more than that, the feelings that I felt were all right. I wanted to be with her, make her mine…

My my phone buzzed beside me and I picked it up, it was Ninisha. She’d left me a whole bunch of messages. She wanted to see me.

I put my phone down and thought for a while. Did I want to see Nimi? No. Not really. All I had on my mind was Khushi and how I loved every moment of last night, how I wanted to do it all again with her. But we needed to wait and sort ourselves out, figure out what we really wanted, what we needed.

 

*****

 

It was just over an hour later and me and Khushi were both showered and we’d had breakfast. I told her about Nimi wanting to see me.

 

“You should go and see her. See how it goes. I was thinking of maybe going to see Ranveer but I don’t know.”

“You should go too then.”

“How about we both go now, and we be back in 2 hours.”

“That’s a good idea.”

 

I got up and grabbed my phone. I moved back to Khushi, wanting to place a kiss on her cheek but she moved back and smiled sadly. I nodded, respecting what she was trying to tell me. She took hold of her own phone and we made our way to the lift.

 

“Back here in two hours and then we can have lunch.”

“Alright. I’ll text you if my plans change.”

“Same.”

 

Nimi and Ranveer were both staying on the same floor so we both got off and made our way to the rooms of our respective partners. Khushi reached Ranveer’s door and smiled to me and I returned one.

She knocked on Ranveer’s door and he let her in. The door shut behind her and I knocked on Nimi’s. I didn’t want to be here, not after last night.

Nimisha opened the door and she let me in. She didn’t look too happy.

 

“You could have returned my messages. I haven’t heard from you since last night.”

“I had an early night.” Since when was I able to lie so effortlessly?

 

I sat down and Nimisha offered me something to drink but I told her I’d pass. She came and sat next to me.

 

“I wanted to apologise about my reaction the other day. I get it, you still want to wait and do this properly, it’s okay, I’m ready to wait.”

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it.”

“So you’re not mad at me?”

“No I’m not.”

“Aw Arnav! Thank you.”

 

She threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly. And that’s when I noticed the difference. Between her and Khushi. Khushi felt so much warmer and she felt like she fitted my body so much better. Hugging Nimisha just felt so awkward. It was then I realised. I realised, it was Khushi. I wanted Khushi. I needed Khushi. I thought what I felt for Nimisha was love, but it wasn’t. I don’t know what I felt for Nimisha, but it wasn’t love.

I slowly started to pull away, trying to work out how to tell her that I didn’t want to be with her any more. Apologies that I couldn’t be the man I promised her I’d be. But I had to tell her the truth and explain. I couldn’t string her along.

 

“Nimisha, I need to talk to you.”

“What’s up?”

“I don’t know how…” And I stopped because I saw it. A love bite on her neck. One that definitely wasn’t given to her by me. She was trying to cover it with a flimsy scarf but I could see it. I moved the scarf and she tried to stop me but I didn’t let her.

“What the hell is that?”

“Arnav I can explain…”

“Have you been sleeping with someone else?”

“It was a mistake, I…”

“We’re through.” I’ll admit, I felt like a jerk for doing this, making a big deal about her sleeping with someone else when I’d slept with Khushi. But perhaps this was for the best.

“Arnav it won’t happen again, I swear.”

“It’s not just that Nimi. I’m in love with Khushi.”

“Arnav…”

“It’s over, we’re through.”

 

I got to my feet and began to leave. Nimisha was annoyed, beyond annoyed. She was thing whether or not to come after me, but she decided against it. She remained stationary and I left.

I got into the lift and made my way back up to mine and Khushi’s room. I hoped with all my heart she would realise. Realise that it was meant to be me and her. Realise that I love her.

 

*****

 

Two hours had passed and Khushi was meant to be back by now, but she wasn’t here. I looked at my phone, there were no messages or anything from her. I had left her two messages, one telling her that I had ended it with Nimi and the second telling her that I was in love with her. I wondered if I should call her, but I decided against it. Maybe she needed more time with Ranveer. What if she decided that she did want to stay with him? What if she decided she didn’t want me and what we did was a mistake?

I let another half an hour pass and still no Khushi. I called her, if she was able to she’d pick up, if she couldn’t she could just disconnect the call. It rang twice and then the phone was answered.

 

“Khushi where are you? Are you okay, what’s going on.”

“Ah ASR.” I felt my bloody run cold. Ranveer.

“Where’s Khushi?”

“We’ve been waiting for you. You can come and take your little slut. I’m done with her.”

 

I dropped my phone and rushed out of the room and into the lift. I reached Ranveer’s floor and pounded on his door. He opened it and there I saw my Khushi… Lying on the bed, beaten, bruised, broken. I rushed to her side and she reached out for me crying. I held her in my arms and turned to Ranveer.

 

“What the hell did you do to her!?”

“Gave her what was coming to her.”

“How dare you touch her!”

 

I let Khushi go and went and grabbed him by the collar and pinned him to the wall. He was shorter than me, nowhere near as muscular as me, but he was still strong.

 

“How dare I touch her!?”

“What the f*ck have you done to her.”

“You’re lucky I didn’t rape your little slut.”

“Little bas*ard. Don’t you dare speak about her like that!”

 

I wanted to hit him, lash out, but I didn’t. Only for Khushi, only for her sake. I didn’t want her to see me like that. But I knew I’d be back for this little son of a bi*ch. I let him go.

 

“Get the hell out of here and never come anywhere near Khushi again.”

“I’m done with her any way. Never was good for anything. I hope you get more out of her.”

 

He left and I rushed back to Khushi, she held me tightly and cried bitterly. I lifted her carefully off the bed and we got back into the lift and we made our way back to our room. Once there, I sat her down on our bed.

 

“Baby, what happened?”

 

She looked at me, her eyes red, her cheek glowing red too.

 

“Did he slap you?”

 

She nodded. I felt my anger rise above me. How dare he. How DARE he harm her.

 

“Tell me what happened.”

 

Khushi nodded and wiped her eyes. She moved into me and I held her close.

 

“I came and he was okay and he was happy to see me. He started to come close to me and I pushed him away and I realised I wanted to tell him about me and you, so I could end it with him. Arnav, I don’t want to have anything to do with him, not because of what he did now, but because it’s you. Its you I want to be with.”

“Khushi, I ended it with Nimisha too, I want to be with you.”

 

She smiled slightly and I gestured for her to carry on with her story.

 

“He got angry at that point but he didn’t do anything. He just questioned me about us and I told him that I was fond of you and that I was falling in love with you and that I wanted to try and make our marriage work. I didn’t want to say anything about last night. Mainly because he doesn’t need to know and also because it’s personal to us and no one needs to know. And I reminded him that he hadn’t been faithful to me by sleeping with someone else, but then he saw.”

“Saw what?”

“Redness on my neck.”

 

I look at her neck and there it was, hidden by her kameez slightly, but there it was, a love bite. Given to her by me at the heights of out passion last night. I let my thumb run over it.

 

“I’m so sorry. This is all my fault.”

“No no, it’s not your fault.”

“What happened after he saw it.”

“He… He saw it and he asked me about it. I didn’t want to tell him but he figured and he slapped me and told me I was a slut. He said that I’ve only known you for a little while and I was letting you do that to me, whereas I’d known him for years and I still didn’t allow him to touch me like that. I tried to explain, explain that I never meant to fall for you, but me and you just connected and I couldn’t help but feel myself falling for you. But he got so mad and he…”

“He what?”

“He hit me.”

“How? Where.”

 

She looked down, ashamed. I lifted her chin.

 

“Tell me Khush, tell me how I can make this all better for you.”

“He slapped me a few more times, touched me in a violating manner…”

 

She started crying again and I gathered her into my arms.

 

“He said, he said I was never worthy of him any way. That he only stuck around with me because he felt sorry for me.”

 

She broke down. How could someone do that to her?

 

“I promise you Khushi, I will deal with him. I’ll make sure he regrets hurting you, even if its the last thing I ever do.”

Scars ~ Part 32

Khushi got home from college and put all her stuff down. She was going to talk to Arnav, explain why she reacted badly when she saw Sheetal and address her fears that Sheetal may try to cause problems. Arnav would understand, after all, in a short period of time they’d already been through so much together and Arnav wanted to be there for her.

Khushi went up to her bedroom and freshened up. She had no idea how to speak to Arnav but she had to do it.

 

*****

 

It was coming up to 11 in the evening and Arnav still wasn’t home. Khushi sat on the sofa in their room waiting for him in her nightdress when the suddenly flew open. Khushi jumped to her feet and rushed to the door. But instead of Arnav being stood there it was Sheetal.

Sheetal looked Khushi up and down and walked into the bedroom and shut the door.

 

“Well well, look at you.”

“Sheetal please leave. I’m waiting for my husband.”

“Oh didn’t Arnav tell you, he’s had to go out of town at the last minute.”

“What?”

“You don’t know this? Aw you poor thing. Evidently you’re not as important as thought you were to him.”

“How do you know this?”

“He told me of course.”

 

Khushi picked up her phone. No calls, no texts, nothing.

 

“I don’t understand…”

“Allow me to explain it to you. You see, your relationship with Arnav is all in your head. Like I said to you this morning, why would he want someone like you when he could have any woman on earth?”

“You’re wrong. He loves me.”

 

Khushi could hear her voice break slightly, but she needed to make sure that she sounded confident so that Sheetal would get off her back.

 

“You don’t sound to sure about that.”

“I know he loves me. Now I’d appreciate it if you could leave my room.”

 

With that Khushi turned her back to Sheetal and Sheetal decided her work was done so she left the room. Khushi went over and shut the door and then called Arnav. His phone went straight to voicemail.

What on earth was going on? Khushi sat down on the sofa again, how could Arnav leave town without telling her? No, Sheetal had to be lying. Khushi grabbed hold of her laptop and decided to do some more work until Arnav came home.

 

*****

 

It was 2am and there was still no sign of Arnav. No calls, no texts, no emails even. Khushi shook her head and turned the laptop off and got into bed. She couldn’t help but feel a little bit deflated. Was Sheetal right? No, she couldn’t be. Arnav loved her. Arnav had made her his. Sheetal wasn’t right. No way in hell was she right.

 

*****

 

“Arnav! Where were you all night.”

 

Arnav walked into the room and got changed. Khushi looked over to the clock and saw it was just past half 7.

 

“Have you only just got home?”

“Yup.”

“Where were  you all night?”

“I was busy.”

“You could have called.”

“What the hell is this Khushi!? I’ve  just walked into the house and you’re on my back.”

 

Khushi looked at Arnav her eyes wide. He hadn’t spoken to her in this manner in such a long time. She slowly got out of bed and walked over to him.

 

“Arnav, what’s the matter?”

“Khushi, why can’t you just get the message, I don’t WANT you.”

“What?”

“Oh for gods sake.”

“Arnav…”

“You don’t mean anything to me alright.”

“But everything that happened between us?”

“I just wanted to sleep with you okay! There was nothing else to it. You mean nothing to me.”

“No, no…”

“I think we need to go our own ways now.”

 

*****

 

“Nooo!”

 

Khushi woke up with a jolt and sat up in the bed. She looked around frantically, sweat and tears covering her face.

It was just a nightmare. Just a nightmare. Khushi looked at the clock, it was just approaching 7am. She picked her phone up, still nothing from Arnav. Where on earth was he? What the hell was going on?

Khushi slowly got out of bed, she was so confused. This was so unlike Arnav, he’d never do something like this and then her nightmare. Was the universe trying to tell her something?

 

*****

 

After a long day at college and then some time at AR, Khushi was finally home. At the office there was no sign of Arnav and as much as she wanted to ask someone, she decided against it. It was now 5 pm and Khushi was exhausted.

 

“You’re home Khushi.”

“Ji di. How was your day?”

“Mine was fine, how was yours?”

“Tiring!”

“Aw, you go upstairs and freshen up and I’ll send Hari Prakash something with something for you to eat.”

“There’s no need, I’ll just come down and eat.”

“No it’s fine. I need to send Chote’s food up any way so…”

“Is he home?”

“Yes he just got in a little while ago.”

 

Khushi nodded, and then excused herself and went rushing towards her room. She pushed the door open to find Arnav sat in the recliner. Khushi slammed the door shut behind her which focused Arnav’s attention onto her. He smiled and got to his feet. Arnav went in for a kiss, but Khushi placed her hand between them and pushed him back.

 

“Khushi?”

“What the actual hell Mr Raizada!”

“What’s the matter babes?”

“Isn’t it obvious?”

 

Arnav looked taken aback slightly, but he genuinely looked confused.

 

“You didn’t come home yesterday evening and you didn’t even tell me anything. I was so worried about you, only the lord knows what kinds of thoughts were going through my mind.”

“Oh my goodness. Is that why you’re so angry?”

 

Arnav wrapped his arms around Khushi’s waist and pulled her close to himself.

 

“No! Explain yourself, get off me.”

 

Khushi pushed Arnav away.

 

“My phone died and I was called out for an emergency meeting.”

“Was there no way you could have just told me this so I wouldn’t worry so much?”

“I told Sheetal when she came to the office. She was in the room with me when my PA told me that I needed to go. I told her that my phone was dead and that she needed to tell you and she said that she would do.”

“She didn’t tell me that your phone was dead.”

“But she did tell you that I was going out of time.”

“Well yeah but…”

 

Arnav moved into Khushi and pressed his body against hers.

 

“Did you miss me?”

“You know I did.”

“Can’t my wife sleep without me any more?” He ran his finger down her cheek and rubbed the pads of his thumbs on her neck. Khushi closed her eyes, letting him touch her. She then snapped to her senses and pushed him hard into the wall.

“Next time Raizada, you personally tell me if you’re going out of town.”

 

Arnav looked at Khushi, who evidently wasn’t impressed and couldn’t help but smirk.

 

“Please explain to me why you’re smirking.”

“You look so hot when you’re angry. It’s a real turn on to watch.”

“God damn you Arnav.”

 

Khushi pressed her lips onto Arnav’s in a passionate kiss. Her hands roamed his body in a restless manner and she undid the buttons of his shirt. Arnav broke the kiss.

 

“Well well, does anger make you extra horny?”

 

Khushi raised her eyebrow at him and then went back to kissing him. Arnav chuckled but kissed her back, undoing her clothes.

 

*****

 

“Mmhh, ah harder Arnav.”

 

Arnav gave it to Khushi, harder, faster, the intensity building to the point of ecstasy. They were almost there when the door flew open. Arnav covered himself and Khushi with the blanket.

 

“What the f*ck!”

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry Arnie.”

 

Sheetal quickly turned her back to Arnav and Khushi and felt her face heating up.

 

“GET OUT!”

 

Sheetal rushed out of the room, slamming the door behind herself. This was way more serious than she thought. Arnav and Khushi… Did that?

Unwanted ~ Part 15

 

Khushi

 

My head was a mess, my senses were a mess, everything was a mess. I’d love to say that due to all the mess, I no longer knew what I was doing, but that would be a lie. I liked Arnav’s kisses, I liked the way he touched me and I wanted more. I should think about this rationally, perhaps sleep off everything that had happened, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t leave things today. Something inside me clicked. I wanted him. I wanted him to take his rights as a husband and I wanted him to make me his. I don’t know how I felt about him, I don’t know if I love him, I don’t know if I still want to be with Ranveer. But something about Arnav’s touch was different, new, special…

So here I am. In the hot tub, naked top up, watching Arnav slowly make his way towards me.

 

“Khushi, maybe we should call it a night.”

“Nope. You can go back if you want, I’m staying until I’m all relaxed.”

 

He stood by the tub, looking at me but at the same time not looking at me. Bless him, he was a little shy, you could tell. He didn’t want to look at me, but do you blame him, I am naked? He sighed and got into the hot tub and sat opposite me. I turned up the setting of the hot tub so we had some bubbles and the water got a little bit warmer. He leaned back, taking in the warmth of the water, but there was a tension between us. He was still looking at me. I quickly decided what I wanted to do and then executed my plan.

I leaned back and stretched up and I let my hand come down over my breasts. I placed my hands on either side of them and gave them a squeeze and then brought my hands on front of them to almost massage them. Arnav watched me, and I could tell his control was slipping. I crawled towards him on my knees and gave him a kiss. I then turned around and placed myself between his legs so that my back was resting against his chest.

 

“Khushi?”

“I want you Raizada, and I know you want me too.”

“But…”

“Let go of all rational thoughts for tonight, please.”

 

I took his hands and brought them around and placed them on my breasts. He took hold of them and pulled me closer, I could feel his hardness against my back. He rubbed and squeezed my boobs and I could feel myself losing my control. I moved further back into him, trying to get closer to him. He placed kisses on my neck and shoulder. I wanted to turn around and kiss him, but he stopped me. His hand dipped into my bikini pants and he hooked  finger into me. I gasped, this was such a strange feeling but I liked it. He allowed another finger to join and he pushed them in and out of me. An involuntary moan escaped my lips. This led to him pushing his finger in and out of my faster, and his hold on my breast got tighter.

Suddenly, he let go of me completely, turned the hot tub off and got out. He then leaned over and picked me up and grabbed my towel off the floor. He passed it to me and then walked out of the pool room.

 

“Arnav?”

“I want you. God knows how much I want you.”

 

He opened another door and I saw it was a smaller bedroom. He threw me down on the bed and relieved himself of his wet trunks. He fumbled in the bedside drawer and took out a box of condoms. I looked at him, his long hard length. Placing a condom over his long hard erection, he moved back onto me and kissed my thighs. I gripped his hair and pulled him closer to myself. He held onto my legs and buried his nose and face into my thighs as he kissed me. He moved further up toward my mound. He hooked his fingers into my pants and pulled them away from. I pushed my legs together, but his hard grip, didn’t allow me to do so.

 

“You’re so beautiful…”

I could feel myself blush.

“Can I spend the night with you?”

“Yes.”

 

And he went for it, he dipped his tongue into my core. I knew I was wet, but this? He tongue was inexperienced, it was evident, but even then, he brought me pleasure. There was a feeling in my body, a feeling which I can’t even describe, but it felt amazing. I pulled him up and I kissed him again. He took hold of my waist and kissed me hard. Once again, he pushed his fingers into me and I felt my body move to the rhythm of his fingers.

 

 

“God you’re so moist.”

“I…”

“You’re so ready.”

“I want you.”

 

That was all it took, he got up slightly, poised himself above me and he entered me like a tonne of bricks. My body moved off the bed and I gasped in pain and he took my lips in his. He held my hips down and he moved in me slowly. His movement was calm and his pace steady. I wrapped a leg around his waist and I felt him move in me more deeply. It hurt to start with, but soon the pleasure was building up and I felt nothing but the pleasure. He was rough around the edges, showing his inexperience in this forte, but you could he was putting his everything into making love to me.

Making love? Where did that come from? We weren’t making love. We were having sex, sleeping together. We didn’t love each other? Or did we?

 

*****

 

Arnav carefully pulled the condom off his length, tied it up and put it down on the floor. He came back onto me and kissed me.

“You okay?”

“I’m great.”

“Should we go back to our room?”

 

I nodded. I pulled the sheets over me and he got off the bed and threw the used condom away. He then came back and lifted me off the bed and carried me back to our room and carefully placed me down on the bed.

 

“You’re not hurting or anything?”

“No, I’m fine, just a little tired.”

“Sleep, we’ll talk later.”

 

He moved the other sheets and tucked me into bed and got in beside me. I rolled onto my side, he moved closer to me and held me from behind. The next thing I knew, sleep took over…

 

*****

 

The first rays of light hit my face and I groaned. Was it already morning? I slowly opened my eyes and was met with the most beautiful site ever. Arnav Singh Raizada. His hair was a tousled mess, his lips were pink and pouted and his stubble, rough and rugged. I looked at him and couldn’t help but smile. He was perfect. I know, we came into this marriage, not really accepting it as the real deal, but now? Things had changed, I’d always passed it off as attraction, or slightly more than attraction but now. It was a deadly desire. I wanted him, every inch of him.

I looked up and saw that despite the fact that we had pulled away from each other during the night, our hands were still locked. I wanted to take my hand out if his and go to the bathroom, but I couldn’t.

A little while passed and he too woke up and looked at me.

 

“Good morning.”

“Morning, did you sleep well?”

“I slept great Khushi, I don’t think I’ve felt so content in years.”

“So you don’t regret anything that happened between us last night?”

 

He looked at me, his eye wide.

 

“Do you regret last night?”

“Oh no no no, I wanted last night as much as anything else.”

“Khushi what are we doing?”

“I wish I could say I have a clue, but I honestly don’t Arnav.”

“What are we going to say to Nimi and Ranveer?”

“Why do we need to tell them anything. I’ve thought about it too, and Arnav I honestly don’t see the point of saying anything to either of them it would just cause more problems.”

“But Khushi…”

“I know, we’re meant to be honest with them, but at the same time, we are married and we’re consenting adults.”

“I see what you mean, but I think, we shouldn’t do this again, not until we fully know what we want to do.”

 

I nodded, he had a point. I grabbed hold of the blankets, wrapped them around me and went into the bathroom and had a long shower. I needed to think, get my head straight, work out what I wanted. Last night with Arnav was amazing, I enjoyed everything he had to give me, but at the same time I loved Ranveer, didn’t I?

Scars ~ Part 31

“You should just leave Khushi! Arnav could never love someone like you any way, you’re not his type.”

 

Khushi’s eyes snapped up to meet Sheetal’s. She could feel anger starting to boil within her.

 

“What the hell do you know about my relationship with my husband? You know nothing about us. So how about you just be a good friend to him and stay out of our business.”

“Aw has someone got a little bit brave now? Khushi, you forget, if I could make your life hell when you were 14, I can still make your life hell.”

“I’m not that weak little kid any more.”

“I know, you suddenly think you can speak back to me, don’t forget, I’m still 50 times the person you’ll ever be.”

“You can’t bully me any more.”

“Honey, I don’t need to do anything. I just need to tell your husband about how you’re scum and watch how he’ll drop you.”

 

With that, Sheetal pushed past Khushi. Khushi watched her walk away, her words ringing in her ears. Surely she wouldn’t say anything to Arnav? But even if she did, what did it matter? Arnav knew about Khushi’s past and about all the crap that bullies had put her through and he cared for her. Surely even if Sheetal said anything, Arnav would have Khushi’s back. Khushi’s mind was put at ease and she thought of her relationship with Arnav. Maybe before, if Sheetal said anything, he may have been different. But now, they’re relationship was strong enough to deal with anything.

Khushi put all the thoughts aside and began to gather her things so that she could leave for college.

 

*****

 

Khushi arrived to college and to her delight was greeted by Lavanya and Raj. Lavanya rushed forward and hugged Khushi and Raj hung back simply smiling.

 

“Finally! You’re back! I was going mad with just him.”

“Why? Where are Amrita and Tom?”

“Ohhhh of course we need to fill you in about all of that stuff.”

 

Lavanya linked arms with Khushi and they began making their way towards the canteen. Raj shook his head and laughed and followed the girls.

 

“So basically, Amrita broke up with Tom.”

“What? Why?”

“He was flirting with some other girl and she saw and he denied it and she got mad and said she was done with him.”

“Oh wow.”

 

Khushi, La and Raj pulled out chairs and sat down at a table in the canteen.

 

“So yeah. They’re both in their own worlds now and it’s just been me and Raj the whole time. But that’s minor. How was your honeymoon!”

 

Khushi blushed and looked away shyly. Lavanya looked to Raj and raised an eyebrow. Raj nodded and got to his feet.

 

“I’ll see you at AR tomorrow Khushi! I’ve got to go and do some work now.”

“Bye Raj.”

 

Raj left and Lavanya got Khushi’s attention back again.

 

“So he’s gone now. Tell me everything!”

“What do you want to know?”

“EVERYTHING!”

“You’re going to have to specify.”

“What did you guys do?”

“We went and saw all the different sites in Paris, we went shopping, we went to all these different restaurants. La, it was the best time I’ve ever had!”

“Was he good to you?”

“He was amazing La, he treated me like a princess and he took care of my every little need.”

“So are you guys all good now?”

“Better than we’ve ever been!”

“Did you guys…”

“Did we what?”

“Did you guys, you know, do it?”

 

Khushi knew she should feel shy, but this was La, her best friend, the first person in years who made her feel like she was wanted.

Khushi looked down and nodded. Lavanya squealed out in delight and hugged Khushi.

 

“How was it! Did it feel good?”

“Laaa! That’s personal!”

“Tell me na! I’ll tell you when I get married! You tell me now.”

“It was amazing.”

 

Lavanya wanted to pry further but it was evident that Khushi wasn’t going to spill the truths about the honeymoon any more than she already had done so. They made small talk about things that had happened around college and then realised it was time to head off to their lesson.

 

*****

 

Throughout their lesson, La could tell that Khushi was highly preoccupied and so decided to address it at the end of the session.

 

“Khush, what’s up?”

“Nothing, why do you ask?”

“Khushi I know something’s up. You were so super quiet in lesson and you weren’t even taking down notes or anything. Come on tell me what’s on your mind.”

 

Khushi began to tell Lavanya about Sheetal. She told her about her past and everything that had happened before and what Sheetal had said to her today.

 

“Tell Jiju! Khushi this bi*ch sounds dangerous and she’s messed with you before. Jiju loves you and everything but you need to make sure that she doesn’t cause any hiccups for you guys.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes! You need to tell him she’s trying to blackmail you.”

“Alright, I’ll tell him tonight.”

“Make sure you do Khushi, do it before she has the chance to make up some rubbish.”

 

*****

 

“Arnie!”

“Sheetal? What are you doing here?”

“I thought I’d come and see you at work.”

“You didn’t have to, I was going to come home in a bit.”

“I know, but I thought I’d stop by and just speak to you because at home everyone’s around and I can’t get you alone.”

 

Arnav laughed and turned back to his laptop and Sheetal took a seat opposite him.

 

“So tell me Arnav, how come I didn’t hear about your marriage until a couple of weeks ago?”

“Long story!”

“I have time.”

“Lets just say I was an idiot to start with and didn’t get round to making it official.”

“I can understand why.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, it’s obvious what must have been going through your head when you got married, it doesn’t take a genius to figure that you didn’t want to marry her.”

“Damn is it that obvious?”

“Yes. Arnie, so what’s the plan?”

“What plan?”

“To make her want to break off the marriage with you?”

“What?”

“Oh Arnav. It’s evident. Di and Nani must have forced you to marry her and now you’re stuck in a relationship you don’t want. But at the same time you don’t want to say anything and end it yourself because you’re worried about the effects it will have on your relationship with your sister. I get it Arnie! But don’t worry I’m here now and I’ll help you.”

 

Arnav looked at Sheetal his eyes wide with shock. Admittedly that is how he had felt at one point, but how did she know all this?

 

“Sheetal? How do you know I’d feel this way about my relationship with Khushi?”

 

Sheetal leaned across the table and placed a hand on Arnav’s arm.

 

“I know you Arnav.”

 

He pulled his arm away from her and stood up.

 

“Look everything you have said is correct, but this is how I felt before, I don’t feel like that any more.”

 

Sheetal too got to her feet and made her way round to Arnav and put her hands on his shoulders.

 

“Arnie, it’s okay. I understand how you feel, you don’t have to lie to me I won’t judge you.”

“Listen, La I know you mean well, and I know what you’re saying, but I’m being serious, I love Khushi now and I want to spend the rest of my life with her now.”

 

This stumped Sheetal. She was so sure Khushi was just saying that she and Arnav had a good relationship to get at her. But here it seemed Arnav really did want Khushi.

 

“So you are happy then Arnie?”

“I’ve never been happier.”

 

And with this Arnav went back to his work. Sheetal got up from her chair slowly, her mind working overtime.

 

“There is no way in hell I’m going to allow Khushi to be happy with Arnav.”

Unwanted ~ Part 14

 

Arnav

 

I watched Khushi take in the pool and the hot tub and couldn’t help but chuckle.

 

“Why are you laughing at me?”

“Because you haven’t seen this place yet and your expression is priceless.”

“Are you going to stand here laughing at me or are we going for a swim?”

“Come on, lets do this.”

 

I put my towel down by the side and offered my hand to Khushi. Khushi pulled the towel away from her body and took my hand. I took my sweet time to take in her perfect body. She was wearing a hot pink bikini which just about did it’s job. Her breasts were barely covered nor did they provide much security as there weren’t any straps going over her shoulders to keep it up, the top was held together by two strings tied behind her. If they came loose, the entire top would come off. As for the bikini bottom… Her butt… Damn, her pert round ass was on show, thank god it was only for me to see.

We made our way to the pool and I helped her sit down by the edge and she got in.

 

“The water’s so warm! Come on Arnav, scared to get your hair wet?”

 

She was challenging me, and I liked it. I plopped into the water beside her and she went off and did a lap of the entire pool. I watched her go. She took long, meaningful strokes, kicking at just the right speed, her bottom moving ever so slightly as she swam off into the distance. She then turned and came back towards me. I could see she had her face in the water, only coming up for air very rarely and very briefly. She came up towards me and stopped.

 

“You’re the one that suggested coming swimming and you’ve just been stood there.”

“I’m just enjoying the water, this is helping me cool off from a crappy day. Don’t worry about me, just carry on.”

 

She nodded and got onto her back and did a lap of the pool using the back stroke. I watched as her little feet fluttered and she moved away from me, her arms coming up and guiding her. I could see her breasts standing up proudly on her body. She came back to me. Once again, she stood before me.

 

“This really does feel weird, you just standing here.”

“I told you, I don’t mind.”

“But I do.”

“And why’s that Ms Gupta?”

“Because I can tell you’re eyeing me up.”

 

I watched as she bit her lip and I stepped closer to her and she moved back a little. I took hold of her upper arms and turned her around and pushed her into the edge of the pool. I didn’t know what came over me, but she looked so hot, sexy… She’s mine. Her lower back hit the edge of the pool and I stepped in between her legs. I moved into her, my body pressed against hers and she gasped.

 

“You’re hard?”

“Indeed I am.”

“But in water?”

“It’s warm water so not a problem.”

 

Khushi bit her lip and I pulled her closer to myself.

 

“Lip biting does something to me, don’t do it.”

“Why are you so turned on?”

“Because you’re fu*king sexy dammit.”

“You’re talking dirty Raizada.”

“I’m thinking dirty too.”

 

She bit her lip again and that was it. I felt my control snap. I leaned into her and kissed her, hard. My arms tightened around her waist and she moved further into me. Her hands went into my hair and she pulled me closer to herself and she kissed me back. I moved my hands off her waist and onto her breasts. She didn’t exactly have the largest breasts, but they were firm and round and perfectly perfect for her body. They fit in my hands, proving that God made her for me.

I gave them a squeeze, she gasped and I slipped my tongue into her mouth. I rubbed my hardness against her and she let out a moan. Her grip on me tightened and this urged me to carry on. I carried on kissing her and rubbing myself against her. I let go of all rational thoughts, all thoughts that were trying to work out what I was thinking about and what I was doing, left me. I didn’t want Nimisha, I didn’t want to touch Nimi, didn’t want to kiss her.

Khushi. Yes, hell yes, I wanted Khushi. I wanted every inch of Khushi. I wanted to make her mine, right here, right now, but of course I couldn’t. But why couldn’t I? What was so wrong about wanting my wife? My mind was made up, I wanted Khushi, was I in love with her? I didn’t know, but yes, I wanted her. I deepened the kiss, got it as deep as I could. My hands wondered along her body, feeling her curves, they went round her body and rested on the strings of her bikini top. Khushi must have felt my hands behind her, because she pushed her body forward into mine, her breasts pressing tightly against my chest.

 

“Arnav…”

 

I pulled at the strings and felt her exposed back. Her skin was soft, smooth, silky even. I broke the kiss and we opened our eyes. I could feel the uncertainty in her every little move, but she didn’t back off. I let go of the strings and the top tumbled off her body, leaving her breasts exposed to me. God she looked even better in reality. In my dreams, my head made her look like a goddess, but what I was seeing now… Heaven. Her arms came up slowly as she tried to cover herself but I stopped her and kissed her again. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me close, nipping on my lip and letting her tongue enter my mouth. Her hardened nipples pressed against my chest, she wanted me too… One of my hands cupped her exposed breast and I rubbed it. I pushed her as far back as I could and I pressed myself into her, grinding my body against hers. The need was too much I lifted her off the ground and placed her on the edge of the pool. I moved between her legs, both my hands feeling her body. She broke the kiss.

 

“Get out of the water.”

 

It was a command. Her eyes were looking drugged with desire. I pushed myself out of the water, lost my balance slightly and tumbled on top of her. She took me into her open arms, and when we made contact, we kissed. It was a passionate kiss. She had one knee propped up and I fell between her legs. Her breasts cushioned my chest and my hands locked with hers. She rubbed her body against mine and I knew, she wanted me too. I pulled one hand out of hers, and let it move down her body and into her bikini. I cupped her femininity and she arched up, letting me feel her further. I rubbed her there, never letting my finger enter her. As much as I wanted her, I felt like that would be too much of an intimate action, one which we weren’t ready for unless she really wanted it.

I pulled my hand out of Khushi’s pants and I pulled myself off her. I got to my feet and Khushi slowly opened her eyes. I grabbed her towel and passed it to her and she wrapped it around herself. As much as I wanted this, I had to stop myself. I wanted her proper consent before I took this further. I fished her bikini top out of the water and placed it by her feet. She wrapped the towel around her and stood up too and looked at me.

 

“I’m sorry… I let myself get carried away with you.”

“Why are you apologizing? It’s not like I’m drunk or anything and that I didn’t know what was happening.”

“You mean…”

“Arnav, I’d already said ages ago that if I got the opportunity to kiss you again, I would.”

“But that was a hell of a lot more than just a kiss?”

“Arnav, you believe in fate right?”

“Well yeah?”

“Then let’s assume whatever happens, happens for a reason.”

“Do you want to go back to our room, its quite late.”

 

Khushi shook her head.

 

“I want to try that hot tub. Come on.”

 

She walked off towards the got tub and I watched her go. Her hips swayed ever so slightly, the movement hypnotic, I loved it. She stood before the hot tub and turned to me, I walked over to it too. As she saw me approaching, she pulled the towel away from herself, exposing her breasts to me once more and then got into the tub, what had I gotten myself in for?

Scars ~ Part 30

The house was tided, everyone was ready and Khushi was highly annoyed. She wanted to spend time with her husband but now, his friend was coming to stay with them for a couple of days. Great (!)

 

“Khushi you’ll honestly love her, she’s the best!”

 

Khushi smiled and nodded. She wasn’t convinced. As much as she wanted to meet Arnav’s friend Sheetal, she didn’t want to meet her. She was so worried she wouldn’t live up to his friends expectations.

A little while later there was a knock at the door and Arnav rushed to open it. He looked like a little kid, super excited to see his friend.

He opened the door and a tall, slim woman walked in. She could have been a model.

 

“Arnie. It’s so good to see you again.”

“It’s been such a long time, come in!”

Arnav led Sheetal into the house and let her have a seat.

“So what brings you back to India after such a long time?”

“I was just missing everyone so much. I haven’t seen my friends and family in a really long time and I felt as though I should come back for a while.”

“How long are you staying?”

“Only about a month.”

“And you are staying at our house for a couple of days aren’t you?”

“Of course! How can I come to India and not stay at yours. And I have to meet your wife don’t I! I can’t believe you got married Arnie.”

“I can’t either. But you know what, I’m glad I did marry Khushi, she’s made me so happy.”

“Khushi has made you khushi.”

“Yes basically.

 

Payal brought out tea and snacks for Arnav and his friend and couldn’t help but smile. She still hadn’t had time to speak to Khushi properly, but just by looking at her sister, she knew that things had changed between her and Arnav and that they had changed for the better.

 

“Where is she then, this Khushi of yours?”

“Payal, could you go and call Khushi down please?”

“Ji bhai.”

 

Payal went upstairs and notified Khushi that Arnav was looking for her. Khushi nodded. She began to leave the room when Payal stopped her.

 

“What is it jiji?”

“Before you go, tell me one thing, have you and Arnav bhai consummated?”

“JIJI!”

“Just tell me! I’ve asked you so many times before.”

 

Khushi looked away and blushed shyly. Payal smirked and playfully slapped Khushi on the arm.

 

“You’ve finally done it then.”

“Yes jiji, we have.”

“Go now, we’ll talk about it all later.”

 

Khushi shook her head and rushed off. As much as it was embarrassing to talk to her jiji about these things, she knew this is what sisters did, they talked about things that they couldn’t talk to anyone else about. Maybe she would talk to Payal. Not about all things, but definitely somethings.

Khushi was in her own little world as she made her way down the stairs. Sheetal looked up and saw Khushi coming down and couldn’t help but feel her smile slide away slightly. Arnav got to his feet and made his way over to Khushi. He wrapped his arm around her waist and Khushi smiled. He led her over to Sheetal and they sat down and that’s when Khushi saw her…

 

*****

 

“Khushi, what the hell was that about?”

“I’m sorry I just…”

“That was so god damn rude!”

“Arnav…”

“You do not just get up and rush off like that when you’re meeting someone important to me!”

 

Khushi looked down, tears brimming in her eyes. Arnav saw this and he couldn’t help but feel his heart break a little. Maybe he was being a bit harsh on her. He lifted Khushi’s chin with his finger.

 

“Hey hey, don’t cry. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be so harsh.”

“No no, you’re right. I shouldn’t have left like that.”

“It’s nothing I just… Felt really awkward.”

“I understand, its fine. I’m sorry I was so hard on you. I get it it’s a little awkward for you to meet new people, I’m sorry baby.”

 

Khushi hugged Arnav and he held her close, breathing in her soft scent. They broke apart slowly and Arnav looked at the time.

 

“You’re probably really tired. We haven’t really had time to rest since we got back and it’s pretty late now. You should go to sleep.”

“What about you?”

“Let me just show Sheetal to her room and then I’ll come to bed. Have you got to go back to college tomorrow?”

 

Khushi nodded. She’d kind of forgotten about college. But she was excited to get back and see all her friends.

Arnav left and she could hear him apologizing on Khushi’s behalf. She hated that he had to say sorry. Especially to her.

 

*****

 

It was 7am the next morning, Khushi was awake and ready for the day ahead of her. She got out of bed and looked at her slumbering husband, he looked so innocent while he was sleeping. She carefully got out of bed and started to get ready.

At half 7, she was ready and dressed. Arnav too was awake now and starting to get ready. Khushi made her way downstairs and went into the kitchen where she bumped straight into Sheetal.

 

“Watch it!”

“I’m so sorry.”

“Ah. Khushi.”

 

Khushi looked up at Sheetal. Normally she wouldn’t be that much taller than Khushi, but right now, she was wearing 6 inch heels so she was towering over Khushi.

 

“It’s good to see you again. How have you been holding up?”

“I…”

“Tell me. How did you manage to bag Arnav?”

 

Khushi looked down, not knowing what to say.

 

“So you haven’t changed much then.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re still a small scrawny little crap that can’t defend herself.”

“I…”

“What are you going to do, rush off and hide like you always do.”

“Please leave me alone.”

“You should just leave Khushi. Arnav could never love someone like you, you’re not his type.”

 

*****

 

Authors note: So I hope you enjoyed that! As you can tell, a new bump in the story has arrived. It’s evident Khushi and Sheetal already know each other, but how? Do let me know what your ideas are and I shall see you all again very soon! 

Unwanted ~ Part 13

 

Khushi

 

I got into the lift and exhaled. How was I so nervous? I was feeling fine, everything was going fine, I wasn’t even as mad at Ranveer as I was before. But then Arnav walked in, looking the way he did. Him and Nimisha had obviously been “busy.” But why was that bothering me? What Arnav did was entirely up to him and I was the one that suggested we needed space right? So if this was helping him get the space he needed then I shouldn’t complain.

The lift stopped at Ranveer’s floor and I walked out. He had texted me the room number and I looked at all the doors and then found the right one and knocked. My knuckles had barely left the door when he opened up and smiled at me.

“Khushi! I was worried you wouldn’t turn up.”

“Well here I am.”

“Come in.”

He ushered me in and I allowed him to. He got me to sit down on the sofa and then asked if I’d like anything to drink. I went for an orange juice.

“So how have you been and how’s the honeymoon been going?”

“Its been okay, I guess. What have you been up to?

“You know what I’m like, I’ve been around doing my thing.”

“Sit down Ranveer.”

I watched as his playful expression changed, but he sat down all the same.

“I’m guessing you want to talk about what happened the other night.”

“I want answers, yes.”

“I’m a man Khushi, isn’t that enough for you?”

“Of course it isn’t! It just solidifies what I’ve been thinking for days but it doesn’t answer anything.”

“Okay fine, so I slept with someone else, what now?”

“How could you? How could you do that to me?”

“What do you mean how could I?”

I could tell he was getting a little annoyed. He got up and turned away from me. But I wasn’t about to back down.

“Explain to me what happened.”

He turned back to me and sat down.

“There really isn’t much to say. I met her in the bar, she was down because her boyfriend was with someone else and I was missing you. I was getting all frustrated about you being here with Raizada and things just kept coming to mind, it was eating me alive Khushi. So I had a drink, brought her a drink, we got talking one thing led to another and the next thing we both knew, it was late that night and we were in the same bed.”

“It was a drunken mistake?”

“I guess you could say that.”

“She didn’t sound too drunk when she spoke to me on the phone, telling me she’d just bedded my boyfriend who didn’t want to see me again.”

“I guess I must have been more drunk then her then, because I honestly don’t remember much.”

“Have you seen or spoken to her since?”

“Of course not. Come on baby, I want you! I don’t want anyone else. It was a huge ass mistake and I regret it so bad. I just want these next 6 months to be over so I could take you home and you could be mine and all these complications are out of the way.”

I looked at him, taking in everything he was saying to me. It all made sense. But then my mind went to Arnav and what had happened between us. What happened with Ranveer and this girl was a mistake, but me and Arnav? I wanted him and he wanted me. We weren’t calling it a mistake. How could I say mad at Ranveer when I had pretty much done the same thing should I tell him? I thought to myself for a moment and then realised I couldn’t tell Ranveer about me and Arnav. He’d get mad, things would get messier than they are. We didn’t need any more complications.

“Tell me you understand Khushi, tell me you’ll forgive me.”

I nodded to him.

“I forgive you.”

He hugged me and I took in his scent. He smelt like Ranveer the way he had done for years now, a smell that had been so warming and homely. How was it that it smelt almost alien now. It wasn’t right. I pulled away from him, only to have him pull me towards him again.

“Let me make it up to you Khushi.”

He held me tight against him and I tried to break away from his hold. His lips slide to my neck and he started kissing me. It felt all wrong, I couldn’t… His hands moved into my hair and he pulled me into him. His hands moved to my cardigan and he tried to push it off but I kept hold of it.

“Baby why are you being like this, let me love you.”

No.”

“What do you mean no?”

He pulled away from me and I could see the confusion in his eyes.

“Don’t you want me?”

“No… I mean its not that, its just… We can’t do this, not now.”

“Why the hell not?”

“Because I’m married.”

“A marriage that isn’t meant to mean anything.”

“It doesn’t, I mean not like that! But at the same time, Arnav is my husband and I can’t cheat on him like this.”

Ranveer looked at me, it didn’t make sense to him and truth be told it wasn’t making much sense to me either.

“Let me get this straight. You won’t let me touch you, because you’re married. A marriage you don’t see as a marriage because it’s going to end in 6 months, but all the same, its a marriage and due to that you won’t let me touch you.”

“Ranveer…”

“So if Raizada wanted to sleep with you, you’d let him, because he’s your husband and it’s his right?”

“No! Of course not.”

That’s what I said out loud, but my heart was saying yes. Yes I’d let Arnav sleep with me, because I wanted him for goodness sake. What was happening to me? My head was a mess and I couldn’t think straight.

“Ranveer…”

“Forget it Khushi.”

“What?”

“You’ve confused me more than anything else and I can’t be bothered to deal with this now. I’m tired from the flight and I want some sleep.”

“Oh okay, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Hmm.”

I realised I should leave, so I got to my feet. I bid him goodnight and told him I’d come round tomorrow. He didn’t reply and I left. My head spun with all the different things I had heard today and everything that had happened. When I agreed with Arnav to do this, agree to this marriage for the sake of our families… It seemed so much more easier. I knew what I wanted from my relationship with Arnav and I knew what I wanted from Ranveer, but in a matter of a week, my views, my wants, everything had suddenly changed so much. I made my way back to mine and Arnav’s apartment. I got into the lift and made my way to the very top. I looked at my watch, it was still only 11. Would Arnav still be awake?

The doors of the lift opened and I got out and made my way to the master bedroom. Sure enough, there was Arnav, shirtless in bed, watching TV. His body was so toned, so manly, so perfect.

“You’re back already?”

“Things didn’t go as well as I had hoped.”

“You had a rough time too ey?”

I nodded and Arnav extended his hand out to me and I walked over to him and took it. He sat me down on the edge of the bed beside him and I smiled.

“You know you can talk to me about it Khushi.”

I got into bed beside him and began telling him about what had been happening with Ranveer since we got here. I told him about I had called him one morning and how a random girl answered the phone and I told him what she had said to me. I told him about what had just happened with Ranveer now.

“He wanted to touch me and kiss me Arnav, but I… I couldn’t do it. I stopped him, pulled away and then said I couldn’t do it because I was married to you and I’d be cheating on you. Why would I say that?”

“What do you mean?”

“The whole reason why we got married was because we understood each other and we understood what the other actually wanted. I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t mind if I got intimate with Ranveer, but I used you and our marriage as an excuse.”

“Maybe you just weren’t feeling up to it and it was the only thing you could think of, it doesn’t have to have a deep underlying meaning.”

“I guess you’re right… So tell me, how was your day?”

“Pretty boring, all she wanted to do was shopping and she hated the beach.”

“How could she hate the beach?”

He told me about how she didn’t want to get sand into her nails and between her toes and how all she wanted to do was shopping. He then went onto telling me about what happened, or hadn’t happened between them when they got back to the hotel.

“So you basically did the same thing as me?”

“Basically… What are we doing Khushi?”

“I don’t even know.”

I looked at him and he looked back at me. We were both confused, nothing was making sense to either of us. I didn’t know what I wanted any more and it seemed Arnav was struggling too.

“We need a break.”

“This was meant to be our break.”

“Damn right! Khushi let’s go do something.”

“At this time of night?”

“Yeah why not?”

“We can’t exactly go out.”

“Khushi, we’re in the penthouse apartment of the best hotel in Bali, we have everything we could imagine in here! And all we have to do is call for room service.”

“Oh yeah! So what did you have in mind?”

“Well, I was thinking we should test out the pool and hot tub.”

I nodded eagerly and I got out of bed.

“I’ll go get my bikini and my towel.”

I went over to the wardrobe and pulled it open and took out a different bikini to the one I wore when we went to the beach. I grabbed my towel and I went into the bathroom and got changed into my bikini and I wrapped my towel around me. When I got out, I realised Arnav had got out of bed, changed into his trunks and had a towel around his neck.

“Should we go?”

“Yeah, let’s go.”

We left our bedroom and he led the way. It was then I realised there was so much of the apartment that I still hadn’t explored. Other than the bedroom, the bathroom, the kitchen and the main living area, I guess I hadn’t seem much of this place. Finally we reached a large door and Arnav threw it open and I couldn’t help but gasp. He let me in and I went in and he shut the door behind us.

The pool was HUGE with fresh blue water. You could tell it wasn’t too deep, but a decent depth to go swimming in. In the far corner was a hot tub that looked just about big enough for 2. Arnav walked over to it and switched it on.

He extended his hand out to me.

“Care to go for a swim my lady?”

Scars ~ Part 29

It was a week later and Arnav and Khushi had made the most of their honeymoon. They had seen all that Paris had to offer than and had also attended a high profile fashion show so that Khushi could take pictures.They had enjoyed each others presence to the max and made the most of their alone time.

But alas, their time in Paris had come to an end and so were sharing a steamy love making session to top off a great week filled with passion.

“Have you enjoyed this week then?”

“I’ve loved every moment of it, thank you from bringing me here Arnav.”

“It was my pleasure. I’m so glad we did come, it’s allowed me too get to know you better.”

“And me, you. Arnav…”

“What is it baby?”

“When we go home will we still be able to do this?”

“Of course, why shouldn’t we be able to?”

“It’s because you’ll be busy with the office and I’ll have college and work. You always come home late from work and you’re always tired.”

“Well things are going to change now. I promise you, you don’t have to worry.”

“Will I still be able to come into AR?”

“Why shouldn’t you be able to?”

“Because everyone knows we’re married now.”

“It doesn’t matter. Just because we’re married doesn’t mean anything will change in the office. In the office I’m your boss and we will maintain a professional relationship. When we get home however, things will be highly different.”

Khushi blushed and buried her head into Arnav’s chest.

“You’ve made me the luckiest woman on earth Arnav.”

“No, you’ve made me the luckiest man on earth. I don’t deserve you Khushi. You’re an angel.”

“I’m really not.”

“I assure you, you are. It took me a good amount of time to realise it, but now that I know, nothing ever is going to change how I see you. You’re perfect, in every single way.”

Biting down on her lip Khushi moved further into Arnav, feeling sleep beginning to take over her body.

“Go to sleep baby, tomorrow we have to sort things out and then we have to leave.”

Arnav held onto Khushi and soon both drifted off into oblivion.

*****

“Khushi hurry! We need to get moving.”

“I’m nearly done.”

Khushi put the last of her things into her suitcase and Arnav made sure that they hadn’t left anything lying around.

“I can’t believe we’re leaving in like half an hour!”

“This weeks gone by pretty quickly.”

“Arnav, it’s been so much fun hasn’t it?”

“I’ve had the best time Khushi!”

Arnav and Khushi carried on doing their individual tasks, making sure that everything was set and so that they could leave.

*****

It was later the same evening and Arnav and Khushi arrived home. They sat down in the living room with everyone around them and Anjali made them tea. Payal looked to Khushi and lifted her eyebrows and Khushi blushed.

Arnav took out a gift bag out of his hand luggage and slowly started pulling out individual packages. He handed Akaash and Shyam similar boxes, wrapped in shiny blue paper. He handed Payal and Anjali presents  wrapped in gold paper. Finally he handed Manorama and Nani jewelry boxes wrapped in silver paper.

Everyone opened their presents. Shyam and Akaash had been gifted Channel cuff links, Payal and Anjali had been given Prada handbags with matching purses. Finally, Nani and Manorama opened their gifts and gasped. Arnav and Khushi had gifted them both high end French jewelry.

“Chote! What was the need for all of this! You and Khushi went on honeymoon.”

“We know, but we couldn’t come back without a little something for everyone.”

“But Arnav bitwa, there was no need for this.”

“Mamiji it was honestly nothing.”

“You children must be tired, you should go and freshen up.”

Arnav and Khushi nodded and they made their way up to their room. Once Khushi shut the door behind her, Arnav took Khushi into his arms and kissed her deeply. He allowed his hands to move along her body.

“Arnav…”

“Lets make love.”

“Now?”

“Yes!”

“No!”

Arnav moved Khushi towards the bed, ignoring her protest. He knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

They started to get into the moment when there was a loud knock on the door.

“Nanav!”

“This better be good NK.”

“Nanav you’re friend is coming tomorrow!”

“What friend?”

“A friend from uni.”

“Uni?”

“Di said her name was Sheetal.”

“Sheetal’s coming?”

Arnav moved away from Khushi, gave her a moment to sort her outfit out and then opened the door.

“She’s in the country!?”

“Yes and she’s coming! So you and bhabi need to get ready to meet her tomorrow.”

Arnav nodded and then shut the door behind himself.

“Who’s Sheetal?”

“She’s a friend from university. She is a little bit younger than me but she’s really nice and I can’t wait for you to meet her, you’ll love her!”

Khushi nodded and moved to get things ready. So much for taking it easy and just spending some quiet time together.

Unwanted ~ Part 12

 

Arnav

 

We finished breakfast and I helped Nimisha with the tidying up and I watched Khushi shuffle away. She needed space and I knew I couldn’t do anything with Nimi around.

“Once we’re tidy, do you want to go out? You can show me some of Bali.”

“We could… But Khushi would be here alone.”

“I’m sure she wouldn’t mind, I mean, she understands we’re in love and need our time together.”

I smiled and nodded but I only had one thing on my mind, was I still in love with Nimisha? Yes, I was starting to doubt my feelings, and I shouldn’t do, but something about Khushi, being with Khushi… Something in me was changing and I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. I wanted Khushi in a way I’d never really thought of Nimisha. I was attracted to Khushi, no doubt, but this morning was another thing altogether. We were conscious and we made out, again. I wanted to touch her, I wanted her so damn bad but I can’t have her. She’s with Ranveer and I’m with Nimisha. I ran my fingers through my hair. Why must everything be so hard? Am I in love with Khushi? I don’t know. Do I want a proper relationship with her? I don’t know. But am I attracted to her? Hell yes!

She was taking over my sanity, my peace, my sense of right and wrong. I couldn’t even sleep peacefully at night any more, she was occupying my dreams. And they weren’t normal, innocent, everyday dreams. They were erotic, containing nudity, kissing and sex. And of course Khushi.

“Arnav. What are you thinking about.”

I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at Nimi. I was doing all this for her, this marriage was so that I could show Di and Nani that I loved them and would do whatever they wanted me to do, but ultimately it was for Nimisha, so that I could be with her.

“Yeah, we’ll go out.”

Nimisha clapped her hands out of excitement and hugged me.

“Okay, so I’ll go back to my room and get ready, you too get ready and come pick me up.”

She grabbed her stuff and left via our lift. I slowly walked into our bedroom to find Khushi tapping away at her phone.

“You okay?”

“I’m fine, you?”

“I’m going out with Nimisha, she wants to see some of Bali.”

“Oh, that’s great! Be sure to take her down to the beach, I’m sure she’d love it.”

Khushi turned away again and went back to her phone.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I told you I’m fine, why wouldn’t I be okay?”

“This morning…”

“Like I said, forget about this morning and every other time since we’ve been here.”

I walked over to her and took her phone off her and pulled her off the bed.

“It maybe easy for you to forget, but it isn’t for me Khushi!”

“Why shouldn’t it be!?”

“I have feelings for you dammit.”

“We’ve been through this!”

“Have we really, Khushi?”

“I don’t even know what you expect me to say.”

“Tell me you want me.”

“Arnav…”

“Just say it. Tell me you want me as much as I want you.”

“Why are you trying to complicate things between us? We started this relationship as friends, can’t we carry on being friends?”

“No we can’t Khushi.”

I saw the hurt in her eyes and she turned away from me. Once again, I ran my hand through my hair, realising I’d said the total wrong thing.

“That came out wrong, I’m sorry. I’m not saying we can’t be friends, I’m just saying this is so fucked up.”

“I know it is, it’s a mess and we’re a mess.”

“Exactly.”

“And that’s why we have to keep a clear focus on what we want and why we agreed to this relationship in the first place.”

“But what if what we want changes? 6 months is a long time, heck, we haven’t even been married a week and I’m already thinking my minds changing.”

“We need distance from each other.”

I sighed and she did too.

“We need to make this easy for each other Arnav, not harder. We need to be friends and co-operate. We need to help each other focus on our ultimate goals.”

I nodded, she was right. I got myself dressed and ready to go.

“Will you be okay here alone?”

“Of course I will. I’ll sit and watch a movie or something.”

“What time will Ranveer be here?”

“Later this evening around 9ish.”

“So if we’re not back by 9 and you’re not here, I’m to assume you’ve gone to see him?”

“Yeah.”

“Alright, well take care and good luck when you see him.”

“Thanks.”

I smiled and left. Once outside our room I let out a sigh. What was happening to me?

*****

It was about 4 hours later and Nimisha still wanted to go around Bali. Personally, I’d had enough and I wanted to go back to the hotel and put my feet up. But of course, Nimi wanted to hit all the stores Bali had to offer all in one go.

As Khushi had suggested, I took Nimi down to the beach, but unlike Khushi, Nimisha was concerned about getting sand stuck between her toes and into her freshly painted nails. Why would you come to Bali if you didn’t want to enjoy the beach? But I put my thoughts aside and I carried on, going into all the stores with Nimisha and holding her bags for her.

My thoughts wondered to Khushi, how different to Nimisha she was, how she would kill to be at the beach all the time if she had her way. How shopping didn’t really matter to her. There was something about Khushi, that made her different from everyone else and I liked it.

*****

It was coming up to 8 in the evening, we’d been out almost all day, shopping. Finally, Nimisha was tired and we we’re having some dinner and then we’d be on our way back to the hotel. I wanted to be back in time to see Khushi before she went off to see Ranveer.

“It’s been such a great day today Arnav! I’ve loved every moment.”

“I have too.”

“I bet this has been your best day here in Bali so far right?”

I smiled politely. How could I tell her that it really wasn’t. I’d enjoyed every day here so far with Khushi and if anything, today had been the day I least liked? I put my thoughts aside and we made small talk as we ate our dinner. I paid the bill and we made our way back to the hotel. I got to reception and I saw a guy looking at me, he looked highly confused. I could imagine what he was thinking, what was I doing with Nimisha when my wife was still here?

“Has a Mr Ranveer checked in yet?”

“Is he a friend of yours?”

“Er, yeah.”

“Just a second.”

The guy behind the desk checked something on the computer and then looked up at me again.

“No sir, he hasn’t arrived yet. However his flight has landed and someone has already gone to collect him.”

“Oh, okay, thank you.”

I turned away and joined Nimi and we made our way upstairs. We got to her floor and we got out and she led me to her door and I opened it for her.

“Well it’s been a great day Nimi, but I’m tired so…”

“Aren’t you going to come in?”

“I… Er, okay.”

I walked in and Nimisha locked the door. I put her bags down by the wardrobe and she went into the bathroom.

“Don’t leave okay.”

“Okay?”

She shut the door behind her and I pulled my phone out of my pocket, no calls, no texts, no Khushi. She clearly hadn’t missed me. I sighed and put my phone back into my pocket. Why was it affecting me that Khushi hadn’t needed me all day?

It was then Nimisha walked out of the bathroom in nothing but her lingerie and she moved in front of me. I looked up at her and she looked at me seductively. I got up from the bed, but she took hold of my shoulders and sat me down and she sat on my lap, facing me.

“Nimisha, what are you…”

She started kissing my neck and undoing the buttons of my shirt. I wanted to put her hands away, but she was adamant.

“Nimi we…”

“Sh, this is like a pre-wedding honeymoon.”

“Why don’t we just wait you know.”

“Uh uh, no.”

She carried on kissing my neck, her hands moving under my shirt. She pushed me down and lay on top of me. I didn’t want this. I didn’t want this. I didn’t like her touch, I didn’t like her kisses. I didn’t want to be here with Nimisha.

I pushed her off me and quickly stood up.

“What the hell is your problem Arnav?”

“I can’t do this.”

“Why? You’ve always pushed me away but this?”

“I just can’t okay. It’s adultery, I can’t. It’s against everything…”

“Oh please.”

“Let’s just wait okay, we’ll get married and then I’ll be all yours and you all mine.”

“Just leave please, don’t embarrass me any more.”

“I’m sorry Nimi, I really am.”

“Whatever.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow…”

I turned and headed out of the door and into the lift. What was happening? How had things gotten so god damn complicated!?

I got to the top and walked in. I went to our bedroom and found Khushi sat at the dressing table in a mid length western dress. She had her hair curled ever to slightly and she looked damn beautiful. She turned and smiled and then I watched as her smile slipped slightly. I watched her as her eyes ran over me, she took in my messy hair and my untucked shirt and she must have noticed that the top 2 buttons weren’t fastened properly. God knows what she was thinking of me at that point.

“How was your day?”

“It was okay, didn’t end to great.”

“Oh no, do you want to talk about it.”

“Not right now. Any way, how was your day?”

“It was alright, I’ve been watching films and stuff and stuffing my face with popcorn, so it’s been good.”

“Are you off to see Ranveer now?”

“Yup. He landed a while back and he texted me a little while ago, saying that he would be here soon.”

“Are you excited?”

“Slightly, I need to settle some things with him first.”

“Well I wish you all the best  for that.”

“Thanks.”

Khushi’s phone beeped and she picked it up.

“Ranveer’s arrived.”

I watched her as she stood up, put her shoes on and pulled her dress down. She threw a cardigan on and then looked at herself in the mirror.

“Do I look okay?”

“You look great.”

“Thank you.”

“No problem, do you know when you’ll be back?”

“Not really, I mean I really need to talk to him about stuff.”

“Would you like me to wait up for you?”

“No, it’s fine, you’re probably tired after the long day you’ve had. You sleep.”

She smiled and then turned and left. I heard her, make her way across the apartment and click the lift and I heard it ping open. I looked out of the door and watched her step into the elevator and I sent her a smile as the doors shut. And off she went…