I Can’t Do This

Arnav looked at Khushi and she carried on looking out of the window and she had been doing. He moved closer to her and tried to reach out for her but Khushi moved away.

 

“Khushi listen to me…”

“There’s nothing left to hear.”

“So you’re just going to give up.”

“I’m not giving up. I’ve just had enough.”

“Enough of what? Enough of me? Enough of our relationship? What?”

“You know what, I just can’t do this any more.”

“But why Khushi?”

“Because I can’t okay!”

 

Khushi turned away, trying to hold back the tears in her eyes. 7 months had passed of their marriage and nothing was getting better. It seemed as though Arnav began to accept her more and more, but something was still there, something was still causing a distance between them.

The truth of Shyam had come out and Arnav apologized to Khushi and they made their marriage a full time thing and not just for 6 months, but even then, there was something, something between them that just wasn’t right.

After the truth came out, it seemed as though Arnav became even more distant and even though Khushi reassured him that it was okay, it was understandable and she was over what happened, it was as though HE still needed assuring.

 

“Just tell me, why can’t you!”

“Because I’ve had enough of waiting.”

“Waiting for what exactly?”

“FOR YOU. Yes Arnav, I’m tired of waiting for you, before it was as though you wanted to get close to me but it was because of this Shyam thing you kept your distance from me, now that we don’t have that misunderstanding between us, you don’t come near me at all. We sleep in one bed, yet you always stay so far away from me. When I try to move towards you, you move further away from me. WHY?”

“Khushi…”

“WHAT?”

“It’s just… We need time.”

“Why do we need time. I love you Arnavji and I know you have feelings for me too, then why can’t you bring yourself to be close to me?”

“I’ve tried Khushi, heaven knows I’ve tried to come close to you. I’ve wanted to…”

“To what?”

“I’ve wanted to show you I love you, make love to you…”

“Then why haven’t you been able to?”

“I…”

 

Khushi turned away. Enough was enough.

 

“I can’t do this any more.”

“What… What do you mean?”

“I mean, I want out now.”

“Khushi?”

“I want to leave Arnav.”

“You can’t.”

“Why can’t I?”

“Because I won’t let you dammit.”

 

Khushi turned back to him and looked high straight in the eyes. She marched straight up to him and looked at him with a look that could kill.

 

“You won’t let me? YOU won’t let me!? Why would you stop me? You clearly don’t want me as your wife, so just let me go.”

“I do want you.”

“Do you really? Because you’ve done an amazing job so far showing me that (!)”

 

Unable to handle any more, Arnav grabbed hold of Khushi and backed her into the wall.

 

“What are you…”

 

He lowered his head to hers and kissed her. It was a soul consuming kissing. Khushi tried to fight him but Arnav kept a tight hold of her. He let his hands move into her hair and he held her head in place. Biting her lip, Arnav gained entry and Khushi stopped fighting with him. She kissed him back and he smiled against her lips. They pulled apart slightly and Khushi looked up at him through hazy eyes.

 

“Arnav…”

“I can’t explain my feelings in words, we both know I can’t articulate what I feel. So how about I just show you.”

“What are you…”

 

Arnav turned Khushi around in his arms, so she had her back against his front and he turned so it was he who was leaning against the wall. He kissed Khushi’s neck and shoulders and let her hand move under her kameez. His hands moved passed her tummy and up to her breasts where he took one in each hand and gave them a squeeze. Khushi let out a moan and Arnav rubbed her breasts. With his lips still latched onto her neck, one hand on one breast, he allowed the over to move south and he reached the waistband of her shelwar. Khushi let out a gasp and tried to pull away but Arnav’s hold made her immobile. His hand moved her further, into her shelwar and into her panties.

 

“Arnav…”

 

He cupped her most feminine part. Suddenly, he pushed a finger into her and Khushi gasped. She tried to move away but he carried on pushing his finger in and out of her. He let another finger join the penetration. Khushi’s body arched forward, she could feel the pressure between her legs growing. She whimpered but Arnav had no mercy on her and carried on.

 

“Arnav, please… Please stop.”

“No.”

“Please, I can’t…”

“Tell me you won’t leave me.”

“I…”

“Tell me you can do this and we can make it work.”

“No.”

 

Arnav turned Khushi in his arms and she looked up at him.

 

“I can’t do this.”

“Why?”

“I need you.”

“Then why are you prepared to leave me.”

“I’m…”

 

Arnav lifted Khushi off the floor and put her down onto the bed. He pulled her clothes off and when she had nothing more than just her panties on he looked at her.

 

“God, you’re so beautiful.”

 

He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them away from her. Khushi tried to get up but Arnav held her down. He lowered his head to her most intimate area.

 

“No…”

 

But Arnav ignored her pleas and kissed her intimately down there. Khushi tried to press her legs together to stop him but he kept her legs apart and carried on his pleasureful torture. Arnav lapped up the liquid she was releasing like a man who was starved. Khushi felt tumors rake through her body. She laced her fingers into his hair and unintentionally pushed his head further into her. Arnav took her clit between his lips and kissed her down there. When he realised she was nearing her climax, Arnav moved up her body and took one of her hard nipples between his lips and sucked her. Khushi arched her body forward, thrusting her breast further into his mouth. Arnav let his hand move down again and pushed his fingers into Khushi.

 

“Arnav please stop teasing me.”

“Promise me you won’t leave me.”

“I…”

“Promise me you’re going to stay and we can start again.”

“I promise.”

 

Arnav pulled himself off Khushi and made a quick job of his clothes and moved back onto Khushi. He made sure she was fully ready for him. Arnav raised himself and got him inline with Khushi’s body and her eyes snapped open and she moved away from under him and grabbed the covers around her.

 

“No. First you tell me what the problems been.”

“Khushi, you’re ruining the moment.”

“I know I am but I need to know.”

“I felt guilty okay! I felt guilty that I believed him over you. I couldn’t bring myself to touch you, knowing how wrong I had been, how I was so willing to believe him. I couldn’t let myself touch you knowing what an idiot I’d been.”

“But I told you it was all…”

“I know, you told me it was all forgotten and that we should move on.”

“But I felt bad, I felt like I let you down, I let myself down.

 

Khushi moved over to Arnav and places herself in front of him and she cups his face.

 

“It’s a thing of the past. What we have now is what matters. Khushi pulls the the covers away from her body excruciatingly slowly. She takes hold of Arnav’s hand and falls back into the bed taking him with her. Khushi raises her arms to Arnav and he moves into her and kisses her.

 

“Stop wasting time and me yours.”

 

Arnav moved his body in line with Khushi’s once more and kissed her once more.  He then raised himself.

 

“It may hurt a little…”

“Just do it Arnav, I’ve waited so long.”

 

Arnav crashed into Khushi, breaking her virgin wall. Arnav held himself deep within her, waiting, feeling her adjust around him. He then began to move with long, hard, meaningful strokes. Khushi held onto his upper arms and tried to move her body with his.

 

“Sh, let me make love to you.”

 

Khushi stilled her body and let him carry on working his magic. She wrapped her legs around his waist, allowing him deep access. Khushi felt this, the fact that he moved in further and it felt so right to be like this with him. She let her hand wander into his hair and she pulled his head to hers and kissed him and he kissed her back as he carried on making love to her. Khushi let her hands move over to his taut buttocks.

 

“Arnav…”

“Sh, I know.”

 

How did he know she was close, so close to paradise? Was he also as high as her. Arnav carried on with his deep penetration and finally Khushi felt herself shatter.

 

“AH.”

 

Arnav increased his pace and moments later he too came. He held them in their intimate embrace and kissed her.

 

“Promise me, promise me you’ll stay with me. Khushi I love you so much.”

“I wouldn’t leave you for the world Mr Raizada, not now not ever.”

“Promise me you’ll never say you can’t do it any more.”

“I promise you.”

 

*****

 

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Scars – Part 24

It was later the same evening and as it had gotten late, the doctors hadn’t discharged Khushi. She now had to stay over night. The Raizada’s had all come home to find Arnav and Khushi missing. Arnav told them that Khushi was in hospital with a tummy bug but everything was okay and that they didn’t have to worry. Anjali and Payal wanted to come and check on Khushi but Arnav said she was tired and wasn’t up to seeing anyone.

 

“Thank you, for not telling everyone what I did.”

“Anyone who knows, knows. They won’t say anything and no one needs to find out. This is a new start for us.”

 

Arnav went down on his knee and took Khushi’s hand.

 

“Will you do me the honour of starting again with me?”

 

Khushi bit her lip and nodded. Arnav got off the floor and placed a kiss on her forehead.

 

“But Arnavji… I just… I wanted to say sorry. Sorry for jumping to the conclusion that you and Maya were… I just…”

“I understand, I really do, and you don’t need to say sorry. What you saw was nothing, but you knowing what you did, it could have been anything and I understand…”

“Arnavji…”

“That’s enough, you need rest so rest now, you need sleep.”

“Arnavji…”

“What is it Khushi?”

“Can I… Can I fall asleep in your arms?”

 

Arnav smiled and got into the bed and rested his back against the headboard and took Khushi into his arms. Khushi moved into him and slowly began to drift off to sleep…

 

*****

 

It was very early the next morning and Khushi woke up. She turned and found that Arnav was still sleeping and that she was still in his arms. She smiled and carefully tried to move away from him but he woke up.

 

“Good morning.”

“Morning.”

“Did you sleep well?”

“I slept really well.”

“Where are you going?”

“I just need to go to the bathroom and then I want to get ready because we have to go home soon.”

“Khushi if you want to stay here a little longer I don’t mind.”

“No it’s fine, I just want to go home now.”

 

*****

 

It was three hours later and Arnav and Khushi arrived at home. Everyone asked her if she was feeling better now and she said it was all great.

Arnav called for everyone to come to the living room because he wanted to talk to them about something important. Everyone gathered round and Arnav made sure that everyone had taken a seat and then he spoke.

 

“I feel like this is a highly delayed decision, however, I now have the time and I am ready to register mine and Khushi’s marriage.”

 

Everyone gasped in joy and Payal nudged Khushi, who was lost for words.

 

“I’ve been an idiot and I should have done it way sooner but I have now decided that we are going to register our marriage and then I’m going away with Khushi for a few days so we can celebrate.”

 

Khushi blushed and stopped herself from squealing out of joy.

 

“That’s great Chote! So when are you going to do it?”

“Today! We have an appointment at 4pm and I want everyone to be there, Di I would like you to be my witness and Payal I think Khushi would love it if you were her’s.”

 

Everyone nodded and walked off to get things ready. Arnav took Khushi’s hand and he led her upstairs. Once safely in their room, Arnav placed a kiss on Khushi’s cheek.

 

“Be sure to tell your friends, I’m sure they’d love to join our day with us.”

“Are you sure Arnavji?”

“100%, they’re your friends and they would want to see you happy. Khushi are you happy?”

“Yes, very!”

 

Khushi went over to her wardrobe and opened it and looked through the clothes she had. She turned back to Arnav, looking concerned.

 

“Arnavji, I don’t know what to wear.”

 

Arnav gestured for Khushi to look to the bed and there she saw a box wrapped in gold. Khushi walked over to it and picked it up.

 

“When did you…”

“Once you fell asleep, I decided what I wanted to do. So I called Aman and told him what he needed to do. He delivered the package just before we got home and I got Hari Prakash to bring it up.”

 

Khushi bit her lip slightly and unwrapped the gift. She opened the box and inside was a beautiful white gown. Khushi picked it up and smiled.

 

“Do you like it?”

“It’s beautiful!”

“It’s one of AR’s…”

“It’s one of AR’s most premium designs I know! It’s amazing.”

“And it’s for you. Now go one and get ready! I’ll send Payal or Di in to help you get ready.”

 

*****

 

It was 4pm and all the Raizada’s, Payal’s dad and all of Khushi’s friends were at the registry office. The people there weren’t impressed that they had so many people present, but as it was the registry of Arnav Singh Raizada’s marriage, they couldn’t really say anything.

Khushi was dressed in her white gown and she had teamed it up with a sparkly black shrug and slightly glittery heals. Arnav on the other hand was wearing a black suit with a white shirt.

 

Once all the formalities were completed, Arnav and Khushi signed the marriage register and everyone cheered and clapped. Anjali was so happy that her brother had finally settled down and that he was now sorted.

Khushi’s friends all rushed around her and Arnav and they congratulated the new couple.

 

“I’m so happy for you Khushi!”

“Thanks La.”

 

Raj looked to Arnav and then pulled him aside.

 

“I know I have no position to say anything to you, but please, I beg you Mr Raizada, please take care of Khushi and always make her happy.”

“You really did love her didn’t know.”

 

Raj nodded and Arnav put his hand on Raj’s shoulder.

 

“I promise you, I’ll love her forever and I’ll always make her happy. I also promise you that you WILL find the right woman for yourself and you’ll be very happy in life.”

“Thanks.”

“As well as that, once you finish college and if you don’t want to go to university, then there is a job guaranteed for you at AR. If you decide that you do want to go onto university, then once you’re done, there’ll still be a job waiting for you.”

“Mr Raizada! Thank you so much!”

“Don’t mention it.”

 

Raj shook hands with Arnav and then they joined the rest of their friends again and Anjali addressed Arnav.

 

“So Chote, are you taking Khushi away on honeymoon now?”

 

Arnav looked at his watch and then looked up again.

 

“As a matter of fact, we should get going, I told the helicopter guy we would be ready to leave for 6pm.”

 

Khushi looked at Arnav confused and he just winked.

 

“We should all get going, because me and Khushi need to get home and get packed.”

 

*****

 

It was just past 6 and Khushi still didn’t really know what was happening. All she knew was that a driver was taking them to the airport where their helicopter was ready for them.

 

“Arnavji where are we going?”

“Paris.”

“Paris?”

“Yes baby, I’m taking you to Paris!”

“But it’s so far? We could have just gone somewhere closer.”

“We could have, but what better place to go than the city of love?”

“I can’t believe this is happening! I never thought…”

 

They entered the helicopter and they got settled quickly and then they were ready to go. Khushi held Arnav tightly as they were taxiing and as they took off. Arnav wrapped his arm around her and kissed the top of her head.

 

The flight was a long one and Khushi fell asleep. However as they began to fly over France, Arnav woke Khushi up so she could look out of the window.

 

“Arnavji! We’re in France!”

“Yes, we’re in France!”

 

As they landed, Khushi again held onto Arnav tightly. They landed and got off the helicopter and Khushi looked around. She was in Paris! With Arnav! On her honeymoon! This was the first day of her happily ever after…

Unwanted ~ Part 7

 

Khushi

 

We got into bed and I made sure that the wall of pillows was between us. Arnav looked at me in a weird way and I knew what he was thinking, how did one kiss complicate things between us so much? I sighed and thought about when Ranveer and Nimisha arrived, would they be able to notice that something had happened? No, once they got here everything would go back to normal. She and Ranveer would spend time together and Arnav would go off with Nimisha.

 

Arnav got into bed and he lay down, I watched him and then got comfy myself. I remembered how we had woken up this morning, how intimate we had gotten and how we hadn’t even realised. I thought about our kiss in the sea. Why was this happening?

 

*****

 

When I woke up the next morning, and looked over to Arnav. He was already awake and looking at me. He was propped up on one arm, with a cheeky smirk. It was obvious he hadn’t been awake long, but there he was, staring at me.

 

“What is it?”

“Nothing, you just look so innocent when you sleep.”

“I am innocent though.”

“Are you really though?”

 

I playfully pushed him and he lost his balance. He grabbed hold of my arm to steady himself but he fell back into bed any way and pulled me into himself. This of course led to me losing my balance and I landed on top of him. It wasn’t meant to happen, he didn’t mean for it to happen but it did. And when I was there on top of him, with my hands planted on his chest, I looked at him and he looked back at me. His eyes ran over me and it was suddenly aware to me that if he looked, he’d be looking straight down my nightdress and he’d clearly be able to see my breasts. I pulled my dress over my chest and I moved off him.

 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pull you.”

“It’s alright…”

 

I got out of bed, grabbed something to wear and rushed into the bathroom. I shut the door and rested my back against it. I raised my hand to my chest and I could feel my heartbeat ever so fast, what was this?

 

*****

 

I threw some breakfast together for us and we both ate.

 

“Where do you want to go today?”

“I don’t really mind.”

“Would you like to maybe go and do some shopping?”

“Oh yes that would be nice!”

“Then let’s finish eating and then we can get ready and go.”

 

I nodded. We both finished our food and we both cleared up and we went back to our room. The room service phone rang and I answered it.

 

“Good morning Mrs Raizada, there is a photographer here, he said he took some pictures for you and your husband yesterday and he would like to deliver them to you. He said that you and Mr Raizada said that they were to be delivered by him and no one can see, is this true?”

“Yes it is, send him up please.”

 

I disconnected the call and told Arnav  that the photographer was coming. Arnav nodded and he sat down in the living room and turned the TV on. I stood around and when the lift stopped, I went over to great the photographer.

 

“Please come in.”

“No Ma’am, I need to find more people to take pictures of, I have a deadline to meet. But your pictures have come out beautifully and I hope you and sir enjoy looking at them.”

 

He took his leave and went back into the lift and left. I went over to Arnav and handed the packet to him. He opened it and took the pictures out. I sat down next to him so I could see them too.

The first picture was of me splashing Arnav with water. We were both laughing when this picture was taken. I looked over at Arnav and I saw he was smiling. He passed it over to me.

 

“You look really cute, laughing in this picture.”

“Thanks.”

 

He then flipped over to the next one. This time it was him splashing me with water, he laughed and pointed out the fact that he was able to hit me with a huge wave. We flipped over to the next picture and it was Arnav holding me in his arms. I looked at him and he looked back at me. He looked down at the picture and we flipped over to the next one. It was of us kissing. We were stood so close together, my hands on Arnav’s chest and his hands on my waist, we both had our eyes closed and our lips were fused together in a furious kiss. I looked away and blushed and I caught him looking at me.

 

“Khushi…”

 

I turned and I noticed how he had put the photos aside and he was moving in towards me. He took my hand and he pulled me in towards him and I moved in too, but we were saved by his phone ringing. We jumped apart and Arnav answered the phone.

 

*Nimisha, how are you? … Yes, I’m fine, we haven’t been doing much…*

 

He looked over at me and I could tell he was feeling guilty, I got up and went into the bedroom, I needed to give him some space but I could still hear him on the phone. He asked Nimisha when she was coming and he reassured her that everything was going fine and that he was missing her. He ended the call and came into the bedroom.

 

“Is everything okay?”

“Everythings fine.”

“Arnav… We really need too stop, we need distance!”

“It’ll be fine, Nimi and Ranveer will be here in two days and I doubt we’ll even see much of each other after that.”

“But Arnav, what is happening to us?!”

“Nothing!”

“Well clearly its something!”

“It isn’t alright. Just stop talking about this now Khushi.”

 

I looked away and decided that I myself would have to make sure that I kept my distance from him. We both began to get ready so that we can go out.

When we were both ready, we got the hotel to sort a car out for us and we went to the mall. He helped me pick gift items for everyone at home. We were walking past a designer boutique and Arnav pointed out a dress in the window.

 

“Look at that dress, it’s beautiful!”

“Are you stealing ideas so that when we get home you’re going to cooperate the ideas into some of your own designs.

“Maybe, but I think I’m going to buy this dress any way.”

 

He went into the store and I followed him and he brought the dress and handed it to me.

 

“I thought you were buying it for Nimisha?”

“Oh yeah! I didn’t think about that. But I brought this for you because the hotel have a couples ball tomorrow evening and we’re obviously invited and I thought it might be nice for you to wear.”

“Arnav you didn’t have to do this I mean I could have worn one of my saris.”

“You could have, but I like this so.”

 

I thanked him and we carried on walking, we found a little cafe and sat and had some coffee to drink. We spoke about all kinds of things and that’s when we fully began to talk about our respective partners…

Scars ~ Part 23

Arnav pushed the door open and there before him was Khushi lying on the floor with a little pool of blood around her. He rushed to her side and lifted her hand and saw a small yet deep slit in her wrist. He held down on it, to stop the blood and pulled his phone out of his pocket.

 

“Ambulance, please come quick. My wife’s attempted to commit suicide and she’s losing a lot of blood. Please come quick.”

“Where sir?”

“Shantivan, Raizada House.”

 

Arnav clicked off and then lifted Khushi into his arms, maintaining the pressure on her wrist.

 

“Please be okay, please Khushi! I need you to be okay. I need you to live, I need to let you know that I have fallen in love with you…”

 

He carried her out of the room and took her downstairs. The ambulance arrived a few moments later and the paramedics tried to ask Arnav questions but he wouldn’t hear of it. He refused to say anything until he knew Khushi was getting the care she needed. The paramedics had no choice but to rush to the hospital.

 

*****

 

Khushi had been in theater for a while but she was out now. The doctor had said that she was brought in just in time. Doctors and nurses had asked Arnav a million and ten questions and he explained everything. One of the main questions which was asked and which stumped him the most was when they asked how he was related to Khushi. Of course he said she was his wife, but they struggled to believe him for ages because no records found that Arnav Singh Raizada was married.

Arnav mentally kicked himself. He knew he should have registered their marriage. When finally the took Arnav’s word for it, they informed him that attempt to commit suicide was a criminal offense and so Khushi would be needed to spoken to when she woke up. Arnav knew that he would have to talk to the police before Khushi woke up so that they understand everything. He sighed, why must everything be so complicated?

 

*****

 

Arnav had called the police and had notified them about what had happened, they arrived at the hospital a little while later. He explained everything about him and Khushi from the start to the end.

 

“Everything you have told us Mr Raizada, links together and we understand. But despite all of this we will need to talk to Miss Gupta.”

“I told you, her name’s Khushi Kumari Gupta SINGH RAIZADA!”

“Yes, you said, however there are no records of your marriage, you say all your family is away and so they can’t vouch for you and you have no photographs of your marriage or of yourself and Miss Gupta. And of course in all legal records, her name is still only Khushi Kumari Gupta. I’m sorry Mr Raizada, but until some form of evidence for your marriage can be provided we can’t say or do anything further.”

“Fine, when Khushi wakes up, she’ll tell you.”

 

One police woman remained and the others left. A nurse rushed out of Khushi room a little later and informed Arnav that Khushi was waking up. Arnav rushed into the room and the police officer followed him. Arnav moved to Khushi’s side and took her hand into his, Khushi slowly began to open her eyes.

 

“Khushi…”

 

Khushi’s eyes snapped open and she looked at Arnav. It took all the strength in her to pull her hand out of his. She turned her head away.

 

“Please leave.”

“Khushi I’m not leaving you.”

“Please leave.”

“Khushi…”

“GO AWAY.”

 

The nurse rushed back in.

 

“Please I have to ask you to respect her wishes.”

“I’m her husband and I’m not going anywhere.”

 

Khushi turned to him again.

 

“Husband?” She practically spat the word at him. “My husband?”

 

Arnav took Khushi’s hand again.

 

“Yes, I’m your husband.”

“No you’re not.”

 

The policewoman intervened here.

 

“Is this man not who he says he is to you?”

No… He is… But…”

“Miss Gupta, I know we shouldn’t be stressing you out, but what you have done is a criminal offence and Mr Raizada has explained everything to us, but we have no proof that he is your husband.”

“He is my husband, but we…” Khushi stopped and looked at Arnav. He could see the sadness in her eyes. “We don’t have the relationship of a husband and wife…”

 

Arnav saw the tears gather in her eyes and he tried to wipe them away, he needed to tell her, tell her that he cared about her, that he was wrong about her all the time. That he should have given her a chance before and when he finally noticed her, he saw just how amazing she really was. She pushed his hand away and turned to the officer.

 

“You need to speak to me?”

“Yes, I’m afraid I do have to speak to you. Mr Raizada, I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”

 

Arnav nodded and then left.

 

“Miss Gupta, I’m going to have to ask you to tell me everything that’s happened and what caused you to take such a huge step.”

 

*****

 

Half an hour later, the police officer left.

 

“How is she, what did she say?”

“Mr Raizada, please take a seat.”

 

Arnav sat down but all he really wanted to do was be inside and tell Khushi the truth about his feelings.

 

“Mr Raizada, I have been speaking to Khushi and she has explained everything to me. We’re not going to charge her in any way because from what she’s told me, it seems she’s been suffering from depression for a while but no one seemed to have notice. She’s also told me she’s been harming herself for a while as it’s her coping mechanism. I think everything was getting to much for her and what she witnessed today was just a bit too much for her. I know she will want to say this herself, however, she’s told me that she can’t do this any more and she would like a divorce from you.”

 

Arnav felt like his world had been pulled away from him.

 

“I need to talk to her.”

“Mr Raizada, she would rather not see you.”

“Well I’m seeing my wife and no one can stop me. Thank you officer for doing your job, but you can leave now.”

 

Arnav walked into the room Khushi was in and locked the door.

 

“Arnavji… What are you doing?”

 

He slowly walked over to her and sat down beside her.

 

“I’m not divorcing you.”

“Arnavji, please, I don’t want to do this any more. I can’t do this anymore. I can’t live with you, knowing you belong to someone else.”

“Khushi, you didn’t give me a chance to explain. I ended it with Maya because I knew our relationship was wrong and couldn’t last for ever. Khushi, she didn’t know I was married to you. I never told her, she felt so bad for you.”

“Why did you end it?”

“Like I said, it was wrong and couldn’t carry on. We couldn’t be together and I didn’t want to waste any more time.”

 

He took Khushi’s hands into his and kissed them lightly.

 

“I was an idiot, I looked down on you. I thought you weren’t right for me, I thought we could never work, but recently, seeing the way you work, seeing what kind of a person you are… I realised how amazing and special you are. Khushi what happened between us on Valentines, it wasn’t a mistake, I wanted you and I know you wanted me too.”

 

He saw her mind go back to Valentines, he could see her thinking about what happened between them.

 

“I’m deadly attracted to you Khushi, and it’s not just physical attraction. Yeah you’re damn sexy and heck you turn me on with the smallest of things you do, but more than that you’re a beautiful person on the inside that’s been through so much crap and I hate myself for adding to that. But now, I know what kind of a person you are. I know who you are and Khushi… I really want to make us work. I want to be your husband and I want to make you my wife in every way you deserve. I want you to be Mrs Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada. I want the world to know you as the wife of Arnav Singh Raizada. I want that Khushi…”

 

Khushi looked at Arnav, her eyes wide, taking everything on.

 

“I… I need space. I need time… I need to think.”

 

Arnav nodded.

 

“I’ll wait outside for you. But Khushi everyone will be back soon and I don’t know what to say with them.”

“Please don’t tell them what I did. Please…”

“Don’t worry, I won’t say anything.”

 

Arnav left and sat outside and texted Anjali saying that he and Khushi were at the hospital because she had a bug. He told them not to worry and that they should be home soon. It was then that he realised that he had a voice message from Maya who sounded frantic. Arnav listened to the message and called her back.

 

“Maya, sorry everything played out badly…”

“Don’t worry about me, I’m over it. How’s Khushi, have you spoken to her, is she okay?”

 

Arnav explained to Maya what happened and Maya disconnected the call abruptly. About 15 minutes later, Maya came rushing toward Arnav with a huge bunch of flowers and a box of chocolates.

 

“What are you doing here?”

“I’ve come to see Khushi, I need to tell her I’m sorry.”

 

Arnav nodded and knocked on Khushi’s door. He popped his head in and asked if she was okay to see Maya. Khushi nodded and Arnav left Maya in. Khushi sat up and smiled. She handed Khushi the gifts and looked at her awkwardly.

 

“Please sit down.”

 

Maya sat down.

 

“Khushi I’m so sorry, I promise you I didn’t know. He never told me! I would never have carried on with our relationship if I knew about you.”

“It’s okay, I understand, Arnav told me.”

“I feel so bad and I wish I knew, this is all my fault.”

“Maya, it really isn’t, I promise you, I’m okay.”

 

Maya hugged Khushi and she cried. Khushi hugged Maya back, shocked.

 

“I’m so sorry Khushi…”

“Sh, it’s over now.”

“I know you probably never want to see me again or want to speak to me again but I really hope we can be friends Khushi.”

“We can and honestly Maya, I hold nothing against you. You didn’t know and it’s over now so really, it’s fine.”

 

Maya smiled and they spoke for a little while and when it started to get late Maya got up, hugged Khushi and left. Just as Maya left, Raj and Lavanya arrived.

 

“What are you guys doing here?”

“I called Mr Raizada to ask if you were okay and he told me you were here and I kind of let it slip about you and him to La… I’m so sorry Khushi.”

 

Khushi looked at Lavanya who sat down next to Khushi.

 

“Are you okay now babes?”

“I’m fine… La, are you angry I didn’t tell you?”

“Not at all Jiju was telling me why you couldn’t tell me.”

“Jiju?”

“Arnavji, he’s my Jiju so I have to call him Jiju.”

 

Khushi blushed and hugged La. Raj moved closer and asked Khushi if everything was okay.

 

“Everything’s going to be okay now…”

 

 

 

 

Unwanted ~ Part 6

 

Arnav

 

I got out of the water and watched as Khushi rushed away. Maybe I had taken things too far and I knew it was wrong, but damn, why had it felt so right? I got hold of my own clothes and got changed. When I got out, Khushi was still in her cubicle to I knocked on the door.

 

“Khushi, you okay?”

“Yeah just give me a second.”

 

I moved away from the door and she came out, she smiled at me, but she didn’t make eye contact.

 

“Should we go back to the hotel now?”

“I was going to ask if you wanted to go out to eat.”

“Not really Arnav.”

“Alright, let’s go back to the hotel then.”

 

So we made our way off the beach when the photographer guy stopped us.

 

“Ah I was thinking I may have lost you, thank you for letting me take the pictures. I went off because I felt like I was invading a personal moment.”

 

My mind flew back to the kiss. The way she’d met me stroke for stroke, the way he body curved into mine. The way she felt so right against me. I remembered the feel of her, the waist, her breasts, god that kiss was perfect. But…

“We changed our mind, we’d rather you didn’t put them anywhere.”

“Oh okay, but would you still like a copy of the pictures because they came out amazing.”

“Er yeah sure, when can you get them to us.”

“I can get them to you by tomorrow evening.”

“That’s fine, just drop them off at that hotel and say its for the Raizada’s. Please be sure to have the packed, wouldn’t want anyone to see them.”

“Of course sir, thank you.”

 

Khushi looked at me and thanked me.

 

“No problem.”

 

We got back to the hotel and we got into the lift. The tension between us was literally tangible and could be sliced with a knife. I decided not to say anything til we got to our apartment. The lift reached the top and it pinged as the doors opened. Khushi went straight to our room and put her bag down and dried her hair. It was clear she was avoiding me.

 

“Khushi…”

 

No reply.

 

“Khushi?”

 

No reply.

 

“I’m talking to you Khushi!”

 

I shouted louder than I wanted to and she spun round.

 

“What?”

“Why are you avoiding me?”

“I’m clearly not.”

“Yes you are.”

“Okay fine, I’m just trying to get my head around what happened okay.”

“The kiss…”

“It was more than a kiss Arnav and you know that. It was so damn physical and it wasn’t just a kiss! There was emotion in it okay and it was mutual.”

 

I took her hand and I got her to sit on the sofa and I sat beside her.

 

“It was a mistake Khushi.”

“Was it though? That’s what I’m trying to work out. I fully knew what was happening and I didn’t pull away. I should have done, I love Ranveer, but I didn’t. I let you kiss me, let you touch me, and I kissed you back.”

“We got caught in the moment that’s all.”

“But Arnav we can’t! We can’t get caught in the moment! You love Nimisha and I love Ranveer, we basically cheated on them!”

“Khushi, it was one kiss, it was a mistake.”

“Stop saying it was a mistake. Maybe for you it was, but it wasn’t for me okay. I was fully aware and it wanted it. God help me Arnav, I really wanted it and if we could do it again, I sure as hell wouldn’t stop you and that scares me.”

 

I looked at her, taking in her every word. So she did want it as much as me… It wasn’t a mistake.

 

“Khushi, it’s the attraction. I’m highly attracted to you and I feel like you’re attracted to me to. It’s that which caused us to do what we did.”

“Arnav, we need to control it. I’m scared okay, I don’t want to mess up me and Ranveer.”

“I get it, I’ll keep my distance from now.”

 

I got off the sofa and walked to the bed and sat down. I switched the TV on and flicked through the channels. I saw Khushi take out a fresh towel and she dried her hair.

What was happening? I wanted to be with Nimi but Khushi… There was something about her, something about her that made kissing her addictive. She’d said if she could kiss me again she would and I felt the same way.

See when kissing Nimi, she just didn’t have that thing. Of all the time we’d been together, I’d only kissed her a tops of 5 times and that was always because she made the first move and the kiss alone only lasted a few moments. With Khushi, I could keep kissing her and not get bored…

 

Khushi went off into the kitchen and she pottered about a bit.

 

“What are you doing?”

“Do you like pasta?”

“Khushi, you don’t have to call, just call room service.”

“I would, but I like making my own pasta, so would you like some?”

“Yeah sure. Make it a little spicy though.”

 

I continued to watch TV and then realised I should go see if she needed any help. So I got up and went into the kitchen. Khushi was there, in a plain kameez and her hair was tidied up in a messy bun. Strands of her hair fell onto her neck and she tried to push them away but was unable due to mucky hands and a knife in one. I walked up to her and moved her hair away. She turned slowly  and looked at me.

 

“Arnav…”

“I was just moving your hair out of the way.”

“Thanks.”

 

She smiled awkwardly and turned back and carried on chopping vegetables.

 

“Need a hand?”

“No, I’m fine, it’ll be done in a bit. You go.”

 

I realised that things were still a little awkward and so I left and went out to watch TV. I sat down and thought to myself, I never expected to come on honeymoon with someone I didn’t actually want to make honeymoon with. But that’s life for you.

Khushi got the food ready and she got it all set and then called me to go eat. I sat down at the table beside her. She served up the pasta.

 

“Er, I hope you enjoy it.”

 

I nodded and took a forkful and put it into my mouth. I could see her watching me, waiting for the verdict.

 

“It’s great! I really like it!”

“You do?”

“Yeah! It’s excellent.”

 

She smiled and took a bite herself and I could see she was pleased. We made light conversation and we ate. Once we were done, I offered to wash up and told her to get ready for bed. She nodded and walked off towards the master bedroom. I cleared up and then went as well. When I got there I found Khushi already in her silky night dress and matching dressing gown.

 

“I thought it would be better if I just went out and slept in the living room.”

“Khushi…”

“There’s plenty of space here and the sofas are big so I’ll manage.”

“I know why you’re doing this, but seriously, even thought this is only a 6 month contract, we are still married and we can share the same bed.”

“But…”

“No buts. We are going to sleep together in the bed like every other normal couple on honeymoon but we’re just going to make sure to keep our distance.”

“And if we can’t?”

“I’m sure we can both control ourselves Khushi.”

 

I grabbed my own PJs and went into the bathroom to get changed and she stood there, thinking.

I took my time so that she would have time to thing and when I returned she was in bed but she’d put the pillows between us.

 

Our relationship shouldn’t have felt so complicated but it did and it kind of sucked.

Baang ka nasha

This is a part of my IPKKND Remakes series. This is what I think should have happened after the holi scenes. 

 

Khushi slowly opened her eyes and found Arnav sat there by her side watching her. Khushi sat up straight and raised her hand to her forehead.

 

“Arnavji… When you’re near my, why does the pace of my heartbeat increase?”

 

Arnav took Khushi’s hand and placed it over his own heart.

 

“Because my heartbeat too increases and they become one…”

 

They sat there, with theirs hands together over Arnav’s chest. It was a little while later, Anjali came along and told them to come downstairs to sober up and watch the video that had been made. Arnav and Khushi began to leave when Khushi realised she didn’t have her dupatta.

 

“Dupatta…”

“Go and get it, I’ll wait here for you.”

 

Khushi went back to get her dupatta but Anjali came along and made Arnav go with her. Khushi came out and found that Arnav had gone, but Shyam grabbed hold of her and took her aside.

 

“What were you saying before Khushiji?”

“I… Please let me go. Arnavji is waiting for me.”

“No you have to tell me today.”

“No, I will tell Arnavji, now let me go.”

 

Khushi took herself out of Shyam’s grip and made her way downstairs where Arnav was already sat down and was sucking on a lemon. Khushi too sat down and Anjali passed one to her. They all watched the video together and Arnav and Khushi started to become aware of just what had happened. Arnav excused himself and left and Khushi left too.

 

“Arnavji… Do you remember what happened?”

“I… Not really. You?”

 

Khushi too shook her head, but both played what had happened between them in their heads. Arnav looked over to the poolside and Khushi did too.

 

*****

 

It was later the same night. Arnav was sat on the recliner trying to work. But hid mind kept going back to what had happened between himself and Khushi. He had meant what he had said to her, it wasn’t a drunken mistake but… Could he trust her? Could he actually believe that he was the reason of her increased heartbeat? Were they not together only to stop her from going with Shyam? Arnav slammed his laptop shut, all the thoughts troubling him. He went outside to the poolside and there in a corner he could see two figures, talking in hushed voice. Arnav moved closer and realised it was none other than Khushi and… Shyam?

Arnav clenched his fists and got close enough just so that he could hear them but they couldn’t see him.

 

“Khushiji you have to tell me.”

“I have nothing to say to you, let me go!”

“No, you started saying something about Saale Saab forcing you to do something. What did he do? TELL ME.”

“NO.”

“Khushiji please, you know I love you, you know I’d do anything for you…”

“But I don’t love you. How many times must I say this. I never saw you like that and I never will, why don’t you understand and leave me alone!”

 

This hit Arnav like a tonne of bricks. Khushi wasn’t having an affair with Shyam.

 

“Oh please, don’t lie to me. I know you love me.”

“I DON’T.”

“Do you seriously want me to believe that you’re in love with Arnav?”

“Believe it if you want, but I am in love with my husband and I have been for ages. It’s because of YOU we can’t be happy.”

“It’s because of ME you’re married to him!”

“No it’s not!”

“I know the way Saale Saab thinks. He believed me when I told him you loved me. He wanted to protect his sister, so he married you. Be happy Khushiji because this is all you’re going to get. Saale Saab never loved you and he never wanted you and he never will.”

“That’s where you’re wrong Jijaji.”

 

Khushi and Shyam both turned, shocked. Arnav showed himself and marched towards them.

 

“That’s where you’re wrong. I do love Khushi, I have done for the longest time.”

 

Arnav turned to Khushi.

 

“I wanted to tell you, on Akaash and Payal’s wedding day, that’s why I was coming up to the terrace to find you, because I wanted to tell you that I loved you. But then I saw… I saw you in his arms and he told me that… He told me you loved him. I was an idiot, I’m so sorry Khushi.”

 

Khushi’s heart did somersaults. Arnav loved her. Arnav had always loved her. Arnav wanted her. Khushi rushed into Arnav’s arms and hugged him tightly. Shyam mentally kicked himself and sulked off. Arnav held Khushi tightly against himself. Arnav pulled himself away slightly and looked down at Khushi, who looked up at him. Arnav leaned forward slowly and Khushi closed her eyes and tiptoed. Their lips brushed on each others and Arnav did what he’d been dying to do for months. He pulled Khushi into himself and kissed her, hard. Khushi wrapped her arms around Arnav’s neck and kissed him back. Arnav lifted Khushi off her feet, trying not to break the kiss and took her into their bedroom and put her down on the bed.

 

“Do you think this all would have happened if we didn’t get drunk?”

“Maybe…”

“Khushi.. I love you.”

“I love you too…”

 

Arnav came down on Khushi and they kissed again.

Their night was filled with passion and love… Looks like baang had a good impact after all…

Scars ~ Part 22

Khushi and Payal carried on with their shopping and Payal took Khushi to a large lingerie store.

 

“Jiji?”

“Khushi this is my favourite shop to buy lingerie from and I just know you’ll like their stuff too.”

 

Payal walked off leaving Khushi to look around and she decided she did need some new stuff too. So she looked around the store and picked out pieces that appealed to her. A little while later, Khushi paid for what she had picked out and Payal too was behind her.

 

“Find anything nice?”

“I found a few things.”

“Arnav Bhai’s in for a treat then. Are you going to model for him.”

“Jiji!”

“Okay, okay, I won’t tease you.”

 

Once Payal paid, they both left.

 

“Khushi is everything okay between you and Arnavji now?”

“Things are a lot better, I mean he wants to get to know me and  he’s taking time to know more about my past. And he just seems so genuinely caring now.”

“See, I told you, all you needed to do was give your relationship some time. Have you guys consummated then yet?”

“JIJI!!”

“What!? It’s a genuine question big sister’s ask their little sisters.”

“No we haven’t.”

“Has there been any times when you felt like you guys were getting serious?”

“I…”

 

Khushi thought back to the day of the Valentines party, when they’d made out and things got really heated.

 

“There was one time…”

“You don’t have to tell me what happened, that’s personal. But have things got heated again after that?”

“Not really, he passed it off a spur of the moment kind of thing.”

“Oh. I see, but hang in there Khushi, I really think things are turning for the better for you.”

“I think they are too.”

 

*****

 

It was a week or two later, everything was going well for everyone. Anjali had found a new head care worker and Khushi and Arnav’s relationship was on the up. They could both feel the change between them, yet Arnav still hadn’t found the perfect way to tell Khushi how he felt about her. He decided that the best thing to do was first talk to Maya and tell her that it needed to end and he was also going to tell Maya the truth about his relationship with Khushi.

 

So Arnav left early the next morning and called Maya into the office.

 

“You wanted to see me?”

“Yeah I did, I need to talk to you.”

“Is everything okay?”

“Maya… I need to tell you something.”

“Arnav, you know you scare me when you start talking like this.”

“Maya, I haven’t been honest with you and I should have told you ages back but… Maya, I’m married.”

 

Maya looked at Arnav, her eyes wide.

 

“Excuse me!?”

 

Arnav explain to Maya how he’s gotten married to someone because Di and Nani had wanted him to and he didn’t accept the relationship to begin with but now he felt like he could do it and he could accept his wife.

 

“How could you do that? How could you do that to me? Forget about me, how could you do that to HER? She probably hates me thinking I’ve been having an affair with her husband when in reality I didn’t even know you’re married.”

“I know you’re angry…”

“Shut up Arnav! What the hell were you thinking? Did you think we’d just carry on like this forever? What would have happened if you hadn’t fallen for your wife? You’d just carry on not accepting her and you’d string me along until I finally got married to someone? We were in a relationship because we were both single and we enjoyed each others company, hoping maybe someone would realise that we wanted to be together. But you should have broken it off with me when you got married.”

“I really am sorry, I was an idiot.”

“Who is she?”

“Her names Khushi and she’s 19.”

“Khushi? Please tell me your wife isn’t the Khushi at the Valentines day party?”

“Yeah, but how do you?”

“Arnav you idiot! She does hate me! She was in the bathroom when I walked in and I asked her if she needed anything because she looked pale. She was nice to me but she was so dismissive. Of course she would have been! She’s seen me with her husband. How could you?”

“I’m so sorry…”

“Why didn’t you accept her, she’s so beautiful?”

“I thought she was too young and I…”

 

Arnav looked down, ashamed to admit why he didn’t accept Khushi.

 

“She’s an orphan from Di’s orphanage… I thought… She was just some middle class uneducated girl that didn’t know anything.”

“You’re such an idiot!”

 

Maya hid her face in her hands and Arnav went over to her. He tried to comfort her but she wasn’t having any of it. Arnav hugged Maya and she hugged him back and it was then that there was a clatter at the door. Maya and Arnav broke apart and there, at the door with files around her feet was Khushi. Arnav could see the tears in her eyes and he moved towards her, but Khushi turned and ran.

 

“Khushi!”

 

Arnav went after her but she was fast and left the building. Arnav rushed after her but she got in a taxi and she was gone.

Arnav got in his own car trying to think where she’d go. She would probably go home. He called the house, but no one picked up. Crap they’d all gone to the temple for the big pooja. He drove as fast as he could, but he broke a speed limit and the police stopped him.

 

“I understand officer, but I really need to go somewhere.”

“Mr Raizada, we understand you’re a busy man…”

“Just give me the god damn fine!

“Sir I don’t think you realise how serious this is.”

“It’s nothing compared to the fact that someone could be hurting themself because of a misunderstanding.”

“Whatever it is Mr Raizada, you have to come to the station with us.”

 

Arnav argued with the officer which made things worse for himself, but he managed to get away with a ticket. Arnav got back in his car and drove to the house as fast as he could. He really didn’t want Khushi to do anything to herself. When he got into the house, he called out for Khushi, but there was no reply.

 

“KHUSHI!”

 

He rushed up to their room, but she wasn’t there. He walked over to the bathroom and found the door was locked. He banged on the door.

 

“Khushi, please open the door. I’m sorry but it’s not what it looked like I swear.”

 

There was no response. He looked around the room and there on the bed was a note. He picked it up. It was clearly a rushed note but he had to read it.

 

*Arnavji, by the time you get here, I hope to have done what I wanted to. You probably think I’m stupid and weak, but I’ve honestly had enough. I’ve never got more than 5 minutes of happiness in my life and I thought I could deal with that, but recently I’d felt as though you were accepting me, maybe starting to love me, but seeing you with Maya… I realised you were never mine and you never will be. So I want to make things easier for all of us. I’m going Arnavji but before I go I want you to know that I do love you and you did make me happy. I’m sorry. Goodbye*

 

Arnav felt an all new kind of fear rush through his body. He banged on the door once more.

 

“Khushi, open up! I swear this isn’t funny.”

 

When he heard nothing, he realised the door needed to be broken down. He pulled up his sleeves and rushed into the door and it flew open and there, in front of him, lying in a pool of blood, was Khushi…

Dear negative readers

Hi everyone, I hope you’re all well.

 

So I am writing this note out today because I’ve received a significant amount of negative comments on my updates. Now I don’t mind people who give me negative feedback and those who tell me how I can better my writing, because you guys are what help me become a better writer. Those who provide me with constructive criticism are welcomed on my blog and I love hearing how you guys think I can better my writing. However it really does hurt when I have people telling me they hate my writing and that I should stop writing.

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Unwanted ~ Part 5

 

Khushi

 

So we made our way down to the beach and we found some beach chairs and we put our stuff down. I turned to Arnav and asked why the beach was so empty. He replied that it wasn’t the typical honeymoon season yet and there weren’t that many people on holiday.

 

“So that means at night we can come skinny  dipping and no one would know.”

“You want to come skinny dipping Khushi?”

“Yeah, why not? Do you want to join me Raizada?”

“No but I’ll watch you…”

 

I laughed and he just shook his head. I actually think he thinks I’m a little crazy. I grabbed my bag and I went into the little changing cubical and got into my bikini and pulled the light sun dress on top. The dress did nothing, I was made from a black transparent material and you could see the cream bikini underneath. I got out and Arnav looked at me.

 

“You’re so lucky there aren’t many people around.”

“Why?”

“Because you look really sexy Gupta.”

 

I could feel myself blush and I playfully hit him and sat down on my chair and took my book out.

 

“Aren’t you going swimming then?”

“I want to, but I’m not going in alone.”

“You expect me to come with you.”

“Of course, isn’t that a husband’s job?”

“But that means I have to get changed.”

“Arnav, come on! I know you brought you’re trunks with you.”

“Okay fine.”

 

Arnav took his trunks out of my bag and went off to get changed. He came back a few moments later and put his clothes in the bag and sat down again. Holy s**t. I had never seen so much of him before, but whoa. His body was toned as hell and his muscles… He would give Salman Khan a run for his money.

I put my book aside and pulled my dress off. I could see him looking at me and so I decided to take my sweet time taking my dress off so he could get a good look. It was evident he was attracted to me, heck he’d called me sexy so I know he was attracted to me and I was attracted to him too. I should have felt bad, given the fact that I was in love with someone else, but hey, Arnav is my husband. Just because I found him smoking and he found me sexy didn’t mean we were about to jump into bed together.

I threw my dress onto the chair and I took his hand.

 

“Come on, lets go!”

“Now?”

“Yes now! Come on Arnav.”

 

He got up and let me lead him into the water. The water was warm and I continued to to hold onto him until the water reached my waist. I let go of his hand and he looked at me.

 

“Can you swim?”

“Arnav, why would I come so far in if I couldn’t swim?”

“Then lets have a race.”

“What are you, 2?”

“Come on Khushi, just a couple of meters up and then we’ll turn back.”

“Okay, lets do this!”

 

So we swam off. It wasn’t much of a race, he stayed in time with me and when he felt like we’d come to far, he said we should turn back and so we did. We swam back to where we started and I stopped to take a breather. I saw him turn to me and the next thing I knew, he hit me with a huge wave of water.

 

“Arnav!”

“What, you can’t come to the beach and not expect me to splash water on you.”

“Fine, two can play that game.”

 

I splashed him back and obviously he got me again and we carried this game on until we were both breathless. We were about to get out of the water when a guy with a camera made us stop.

 

“If you don’t mind, can I take some pictures of the pair of you in water to put in the Bali brochure.”

 

Arnav looked at me and he shrugged his shoulders and told me it was up to me.

 

“I don’t know Arnav, I mean… I’m in a bikini? I don’t know if I want people to see that?”

“Well if it makes your decision any easier, I think you look beautiful.”

 

I grabbed his hand and ran back into the middle of the water. The guy with the camera told us that that was a good shot he got. He told us to splash each other with water and make it look like we were having a good time.

Now you’d think that would be an easy thing to do seeing as it was just what we were doing a few moments ago, but it just didn’t seem genuine now. I think Arnav felt this too.

 

“Yo Khushi, you know I was lying when I said you looked beautiful, you look like a monkey.”

“Why you…”

 

I splashed water on him and that’s when I realised why he said that. He splashed me back and once again the battle was on. We were truly enjoying ourselves and that’s when the guy with the camera told us he’d got what he wanted. He then told Arnav to lift me up, now I though Arnav wouldn’t do this, but he did. He lifted me off my feet effortlessly and he looked into my eyes. I can only imagine what the photo looked like. He was gazing into my eyes and I felt my eyes lock onto his deep chocolate orbs. Was there anything in this man that wasn’t perfect.

 

“That’s beautiful! Now can I get a passionate kiss for my last shot?”

 

I pulled my eyes away from him and he put me down.

 

“Arnav…”

 

But his eyes never broke away from mine. He must have said what the camera man said because he leaned into me.

 

“Arnav we ca…”

“Shh, let me kiss you baby.”

 

My eyes locked onto his and I saw his eyes flutter shut and mine did too. We really shouldn’t do this, we couldn’t yet we were and I didn’t want to stop him, didn’t want to pull away from him.

His lips touched mine and I was gone. His kiss was gentle yet passionate and all I knew was that I was kissing him back. He took his hands out of mine and he placed them on my waist and he pulled me closer into him. I let my hands feel him, his tight muscles, his toned abs and my fingers finally locked in his hair. I tip toes to get closer to him, to get more of him. His kiss stopped being gentle, and he became more demanding and of course I gave what he wanted. His hands moved from my waist and settled on either sides of my breasts, he moved his hands between us and he squeezed and I gasped, giving him the advantage to slip his tongue into my mouth. His hands continued up and finally rested when he had his hand on my neck. we kissed for what felt like an eternity and then we finally broke away, both needing air.

I looked at him and I could feel myself blush and I turned away from him. The photographer guy was gone. Arnav didn’t take his hands off me but I pulled myself away from him. I turned and made my way back to the sand and Arnav followed me. I grabbed my clothes and I went to get changed. I rushed into the cubicle and locked the door behind me and put my back to the door.

What had I just done?

Fifty Shades of Raizada – Coming soon

“Sign the contract Miss Gupta and I promise you, I’m all yours.”

“What if I don’t agree with the clauses of your contract?”

“Then we can negotiate and change some of them.”

“What if I want nothing to do with this?”

“Then you are free to leave.”

“But that would mean  we have no relationship.”

“This is the only type of relationship I have…”

When Khushi meets the troubled Raizada, can she melt his frozen heart and make him change his ways?

*****

I have said coming soon, but I don’t think I will start this story for a very long time. Neither of my current stories are near their end. As the title suggests this story will be based on Fifty Shades of Grey, by E.L James, however I will tone it down a significant amount, mainly due to the fact that I didn’t agree with all the concepts of the story. So I do not intend to have, what I refer to as abusive sex, in my story.

I would also like to take this moment to say that this is still my story and so what I write and include is up to me, and my opinions of the actual book are also entitled to myself. 

I have read the book, so if some parts do sound a lot like the book, its not because I’m being sly and am passing it off as my own work, but because I liked that bit and would like writing it myself. I do not intend to have this story as one which people feel uncomfortable to read, however if you don’t like the concept, they you are free to not read. I don’t think I have any younger readers on here so everyone who is reading knows that they are signing up for.