Part 56 Uncontrolled Behavior

Arnav got stuck, seeing Khushi in a RED saree as she looked breathtakingly gorgeous. Khushi also got stuck, seeing Arnav in a new suit. There was a mild smile crawling on her lips. She turned her gaze as he was swallowing her through his eyes.

He tried not to fall in love with her but he could not control himself. He had terribly fallen for her. yet, he had not let her know that. but now, he could not stand his own feelings. It was not his fault though. How could he control himself when she was in his heart? She considered him as her beloved one... only one... he had fallen, that was the power of her true love. So, he had to fall in love with her... no choice.

Khushi slowly raised her eyelashes and looked at him tenderly. It was clear that he was lost in her. She felt like choking. This KIND of LOOK of his was making her weak. She walked towards the exit and Arnav's eyes followed her robotically. She fastened her steps and rushed out. She huffed in relief, keeping her palm on her chest which was drumming like hell.

She looked at Anjali, who called her.

"Khushi..."

Khushi walked to her composing herself.

"See, what Arnav bought for Shali..."

Khushi looked at the triple-decker cake and was surprised.

"This is Arnav's gift for Shali"

"Kuchi... see this cake" Shali was supposed to take the Choco chip from the cake, and Anjali pulled her back.

"Wait... after cutting the cake only you can eat it"

"When will I cut the cake?"

"Let Massa come..."

"Kuchi, go and call Massa" Shali pleaded as she wanted to cut the cake immediately.

"She is losing her patience. Call ASR" Aman said.

Khushi was about to go to their room,

"He is coming," Nani said.

Khushi saw him getting down the stairs. His eyes were on Khushi he could not help.

"Haiya... I'm going to cut the cake" Shali hopped joyfully.

"Before she pounced on the cake, let her cut it," Aman said, teasingly.

Khushi lit the candles, placing them on the cake. Taking the plastic knife, Khushi forwarded it to Shali. Shali blew out the candles and cut the cake.

"Feed it to Mumma," Khushi said.

Taking a piece of cake, Shali put it in her mouth and relished it, making everyone laugh louder.

"Mmmm... it's yummy" She said, licking her finger.

"It seems we won't get the cake from Shali" Aman countered.

"Shali baby, you should feed everyone then only you should eat," Anjali said.

Khushi cut the cakes into pieces to give to everyone. Shali took a piece and fed it to Khushi. The cream of the cake stuck on Khushi's lips as the cake piece was big in size. Khushi extended the cake plates to everyone, swallowing the cake fed by Shali.

She passed the cake plate to Aman and then, came to Arnav. Taking a tissue paper from the table, Arnav wiped her lip with his finger without using the tissue, sending shivers down her spine. She was looking at him, keeping the cake plate in her hand. Arnav threw the tissue and took the plate from her hand.

Khushi left the place hurriedly. Anjali stuffed a cake plate in her hand. Khushi sat on the couch but didn't eat the cake.

"Have it, Khushi" Nani said.

Khushi nodded yes, smiling. She slowly switched her eyes to Arnav as she felt a strong and sharp gaze of him. What she sensed was right. She didn't know what made him gawk at her as if there was no tomorrow.

How did she know what was going on with him? His breath was heaving and his heartbeat was rushing faster because of the beauty in front of him but his bad luck, she was unaware of it. she became his passion and there was no space for anyone other than her in his life.... she was unaware of it.

The saree that acted as veil on her tender body, surely wounded his heart brutally. That feelings of his heart kept on increasing in him. it made solidify him senselessly. It seemed it will make history if it continues. The roar of his heart was as loud as the thunder that made him scared as if people around him might listen to it. He wanted to dissolve the embers of his breath in her who already was melting like an ice cream. The spark of her lips was burning him like hell without smoke. His soul wanted to mingle with hers through the medium called their bodies. He was getting crazy about her and the poor guy didn't even realize it. He was worried because she didn't worry about him. he never thought he would go crazy in this way. He completely had forgotten about this world. His heart had no clue about anything and anyone. There were full of love feelings in his veins. He felt like, his heart would not be at peace anymore without her.

He didn't know he was able to live with the pain that was suppressing his heart. But, how couldn't he confess his love? he tried not to but his eyes were out of control. They were following Khushi wherever she went. Her flawless beauty pulled him like a magnet. He was following her like an iron particle.

"Ok, guys, I'm leaving"

"Whaaaat? Leaving? Nothing doing... have dinner and go" Anjali said.

"No, Anju... I have some work"

"However you will have dinner, right? Then have it with us" Nani said.

Aman rolled his eyes.

"Hari Prakash, arrange the table," Nani said.

Hari Prakash arranged the table and all of them gathered at the dining table. Arnav took a seat next to Aman and straight opposite Khushi.

"Do you know how it feels?" Nani asked.

All of them looked at her and could not understands what feeling she was talking about.

"Our house looks so fulfilled with all of you. I was so alone before. But, now, because of Khushi, our house got charms" Nani said thankfully.

Khushi smiled mildly. Her smile vanished and her heartbeat raised when she saw Arnav eating her instead of food. What happened to him? why the hell he was making her suffocate? It was awkward to be in front of the man who was openly ogling her.

Aman stood, finishing dinner.

"ASR..."

Arnav looked at him, raising his head.

"You and Khushi should come to my house for lunch"

Arnav looked at Khushi.

"Oie... what's this? Have you started getting permission from your wife for everything?" Aman teased.

"We will come," Arnav said with a slight smile.

"That's it"

He looked at Anjali,

"I will invite you alone"

Anjali nodded ok smiling.

"Ok, guys, I'm leaving"

They nodded ok. Arnav went to his room to finish dinner. He was pacing in his room restlessly. he himself was not sure about what the hell was happening to him. Why did he behave like a love-sick puppy? He was so weary of his UNCONTROLLED behavior. Why did his body heat raise? Why did his heart yearn for Khushi? Why did he want to be close to her? He so wanted to stand under the running shower to cool down his heated-up nerves. Removing his clothes, he threw them on the bed. Wrapping a towel, he went to the washroom.

Khushi came to their room, closing the door. She raised her brows, seeing Arnav's clothes being scattered on the bed. Collecting them, she kept them on the recliner. She went to the closet and removed her casuals from that.

She closed the French door of the closet and her saree pallu got stuck in it. Without noticing it, she walked to the bed to sit as Arnav was in the washroom. She was pulled back as her saree pallu was stuck with the closet door. The shoulder pin got removed and the pallu slipped from her shoulder. She pulled the pallu from the closet door but it was so tight. She struggled to take it but her effort went in vain. She could not pull the French door because the saree pallu tightened it well.

That was when, she heard a CLICK sound from the washroom door and Arnav came out of the washroom, wrapping a towel around his wet body. Both of them got stuck in one another's condition. Khushi turned around, crossing her hands over her chest.

Arnav turned her gaze somewhere gulping down. He again looked at her and could not hold himself. Seeing Khushi, he lost himself completely who was already in the biggest turmoil. He could not stop admiring her. Red clothes on her body played a cupid role to provoke Arnav's hormones.

There was an unknown magic spreading around him that made him crazy. He could not remember anything but forgetting everything. He didn't know what should be done. He intended to steal her from herself. He was eager to attach her to himself. Unnamed restlessness suppressed his heart that ached his body mercilessly.

To be continued...