Hey dearies..

Hope u all r doing fine..

I'm also good but last few days have been damn hectic & hell exhausting for me as I was busy in arranging our new house.. But now everything is sorted & I'm back to u all, with ur favourite stories, starting with this one...

I would like to dedicate this update to my darling gummy bear Arya AryaARshi ... It was her birthday yesterday & I was supposed to post this yesterday only, but couldn't manage to do so.. Anyways, better late than never 🤭

Also a special mention to my cute Thangabali ChandrikaThumalla .. She also celebrated her birthday two days back..

Though I wished both of u on ur birthdays but as they say 'Good wishes should be always welcomed'.. So on that note, once again I would like to wish u both A VERY VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY with lots of love ❤️ blessings 🤚hugs 👐 & kisses 😘💋

May God bless you both with lots of happiness & good health always.. May ur beautiful smile never leave ur faces & u both stay happy always😀

Love u both lotssssssss 😘😘

Hope u would like the update...

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Khushi was discharged after a week from the hospital. Dr. had instructed to bring her once a week for her check up. Arnav had decided to stay in Ohio itself, till doctor declares her completely well & allows to lead a normal routine. He didn't want to take any chances regarding her health. So they were to stay there, for no matter how much longer it takes. He operated his India business from there only. Moreover he has his efficient manager Aman, his mamaji & his cousin Akash too, to look after the business in India, so he wasn't that much worried. His whole concentration was on Khushi & her speedy recovery only. Though he was at her beck & call 24/7, but still he had some limitations so he had appointed an experienced, full time nurse for Khushi, to look after her medicines & other personal matters. A full time cook & house helps were already there. So Khushi had to just take complete rest. Arnav was always there standing on her head, if she made any kind of fuss in having her food or meds. One glare from him & she would become an obedient kid & gobbled her tasteless food & gulped her meds immediately. But then she would be rewarded with her favourite jalebis & lots of sweet kisses from her Arnavji. Arnav used to take her for a walk every morning & evening in their small garden behind their house. He would take care of her like a porcelain doll. Doctor had instructed her not to exhaust herself, not to carry any weight, not to get too excited or sad which might hinder her recovery. So Arnav never let her leave her bed unnecessarily. He would mostly carry her wherever she wanted to go in the house. He would sometimes have lighthearted, funny talks with her to keep her surrounding happy & cheerful, not letting her dwell about her family's reactions, once they would be back. He had made her speak to his jiji on the call though, many times, unknown to their buaji. But the moment she would have tears in her eyes while talking, he would disconnect the call.

Khushi would enjoy all the love & pampering, her Arnavji would shower on her, which she was yearning for, since her parents' death. They used to talk for hours. He had shared his painful past with her. About his father betraying his mother & his mother committing suicide, followed by his coward father on the day of his dii's marriage, which then didn't happen. He had shared about his struggles, his hardships to study & earn for his dii & himself, after their uncle had thrown them out of their own house, after their parents' death. He has practically risen from his own ashes to make a fortune for his family & himself. Khushi was full of pride & praises for her Arnavji. He also told her the reason of his atrocious behavior towards her, which then made sense to her after knowing his painful history. He had also cleared that he had no such relation with Lavanya. It was just a show off to keep other girls at bay. He had genuinely apologized to her for everything he had made her suffer & she had forgiven him wholeheartedly & why won't she, when he had become her sweet, pampering, caring & loving Arnavji unlike the rude & arrogant ASR he was with her, back then. Khushi had also shared about her own sufferings after her parents' death, her insecurities after coming in her foster family, her fears, her unfulfilled wishes, her expectations from life, everything she had been storing in her heart till now & had never shared with anybody except him.

They both stayed in the same room. In the daytime the nurse would stay with Khushi but in the night, she was allocated the other bedroom to rest & Arnav stayed with Khushi in her room. They shared the same bed, where Khushi would sleep peacefully every night, cuddling her soft body in the strong & protective arms of her Arnavji. Arnav had also been having the most peaceful sleep of his life, cocooning his bundle of joy in his arms, without having any nightmares, he used to have since that horrible day years back, where his parents had committed suicide. Khushi's heartwarming presence & her genuine love had turned those horrible nightmares into sweet dreams of their beautiful togetherness.

Apart from intense touches & passionate kisses, they never crossed their limits. Though Khushi had noticed her Arnavji controlling his desires every night, by having a cold shower or swimming in the cold water of the small pool in their backyard. Khushi so wanted to convey to him, that she desires him as much as he does her & she is ready to take their relationship to the next level. But her shyness & hesitation would not let her speak her heart. What if he thinks of her as a desperate, wanton girl??

Arnav had reasoned his family, that he is setting one more branch here & that's why he is staying here for this long. Family knew his working style, so they neither questioned nor doubted his intentions. About Khushi accompanying him, then they knew how hardworking she was & being Arnav's PA he would definitely need her assistance. So that wasn't any issue as well. Though his dii, Anjali has had her doubts, but her shrewd-brain Chhote, had managed to convince her in that.

As per Khushi, opening one more branch here was just an excuse made by him, but little did she know that, Arnav was actually planning on opening a new company, with her being the major shareholder & the company would be named as ARSHI CREATIONS, combination of his & her name. He has decided to keep it a secret from Khushi & reveal it to her only after it's ready to be unveiled. Otherwise he knows, Khushi won't let him do anything more for her. He has decided on the location, architecture, designs, interiors etc. It will take at least a year for his dream to come true. He goes to his old company & new company location once in 2,3 days to check on the progress. But according to Khushi, he goes to the only branch of AR here.

Its been 2 months after Khushi's operation. In her last check up, her doctor has stated that she has recovered almost 90 percent. They were amazed with her so speedy recovery. But Khushi knew the reasons very well. Its all due to her Arnavji's love & care. Her Dr. has reduced her medicines & dietary restrictions. She is also allowed to do some physical activities & light works but without exhausting herself much. After a lot of debate Khushi was able to make Arnav agree on reliving the nurse from her duty, as Khushi was capable to take care of herself now & she doesn't need the nurse's services any more. Moreover Arnav was also there with her to take care of her & Arnav had to agree on it, but with a threat to her that a little bit of negligence from her side regarding her health & he would admit her in the hospital, till she gets completely fine & then Khushi had to agree to him. She also insisted on cooking for her Arnavji & herself. Initially Arnav had straightaway discarded her wish but after her doctor's assurance & her irresistible puppy face, he agreed to her wish. But again she was allowed to cook only one meal of the day & rest would be done by their cook. Khushi happily settled on that as she got to cook for her Arnavji. She cooked 2-3 of his favourite dishes everyday lovingly & then would feed him with her own hands with equal love. Arnav would have more food then his regular diet. Just like Khushi, he too enjoyed her pampering, as he has also missed all these after his mother's death. Though his dii was there to pamper him but after her marriage, her priorities & responsibilities had been divided between him & her husband. But from his Khushi, he got undivided pampering, love & affection. He had told her that until now, he has loved & cared the most for only two women in his life & that's his late mother & his dii. But now, she has effortlessly got her name added in that list & has in fact topped it, for forever as she has successfully brought out the real Arnav in him, who had gotten buried under the huge burden of his responsibilities. Khushi was over the moon after hearing such heartfelt confession from him. She had vowed to herself then & there, that now on, her Arnavji would be her top priority. She would never let go of him for anything or anybody. She will always be there with him. For him.

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Khushi was looking for her night wear in the wardrobe when something shimmering caught her eyes & her eyes immediately shone with a naughty glint. It was the same chemise Arnav had gifted her & had asked her to wear it on their first time. Though he was lying to her all along, but she can turn that lie true now. This way she can indirectly convey her desire, giving way to his desires as well.

She remembered their morning encounter, when Arnav had left for his AR office here & she was out from the bathroom in a bathrobe, freshly showered, drying her hair with a hair dryer, standing in front of the dressing table. Suddenly Arnav was back in the room, talking on his phone about some file he had forgotten & was back for the same. But the moment he saw Khushi in the bathrobe, which hardly reached her upper thighs, his breath was stuck in his chest & his phone slipped from his hands, landing on the fine carpet. Khushi's condition was no less seeing him suddenly back in the room, when she was in her bathrobe. Before this, Arnav had always respected her privacy & had never breached it. Thus he had never seen her in a bathrobe or much less clothes. This was the first time, so she was absolutely shy & wanted to run back in the bathroom, away from his passionate gaze. But she refrained herself from doing anything as such. As it would convey exactly the opposite of what she actually wants to convey to him. So she stood her ground, gripping her bathrobe tight from either side, waiting for him to make a move. He moved towards her, taking predatory steps. Her heart was beating faster than ever. Her toes had curled & were almost digging the hard floor.

Reaching close to her, he had inhaled deeply her fruity fragrance, which was emanating strongly from her freshly showered body & which intoxicated him more. He had slammed his desperate lips on her quivering ones & had kissed her passionately than ever. He had peppered her face with sloppy kisses. Going further down he had smooched the soft skin of her delicate neck. Lowering the robe from her shoulders, he had bit her there making her hiss & then soothed with his warm tongue. Khushi had knotted her fingers tightly in his thick hair, pulling him more into herself, encouraging him to not hold on to his desires this time. Capturing back her lips, his hands had untied her bathrobe. He had almost pushed down the robe from her upper body, when suddenly his hands had halted. Taking a deep breath, he had closed his eyes tight to control his rushing adrenaline. All this time Khushi's eyes were closed. Her mind was numb, lost in their intimacy. Not feeling his lips on herself anymore, she had opened her eyes to see him tying her robe back properly. She had looked at him with hurt eyes. Swallowing hard, he had kissed her forehead affectionately. Cupping her cheek he had asked her to get dressed soon or she might catch cold. Thinking it to be his usual concern for her, her hurt eyes had shone back with love for him. Swiping his hand in his hair, pecking her lips lightly, he had turned away & left the room, picking his mobile from the floor. She had a hard time to control her hormones & she knew her Arnavji would have faced the same.

She fished out the red chemise from between her clothes. She felt its smooth material, caressing it with her soft hands. She went towards the dressing table & held the chemise on her body, in front of the mirror. The chemise is of netted georgette & is very short, just covering her body till her butts. It has thin spaghetti straps, which even a year old baby could tear apart. It has a matching full sleeves over wear, but of the same short length. She has never worn anything as short in her entire life.

"Will she be able to go in front of her Arnavji wearing this excuse of a cloth??" She asked her reflection in the mirror.

"Why not??" Her reflection replied. "He is Arnavji. Your Arnavji. The man you love & desire. The man who has become your world. Who loves you & desires you more than you can even think & who is ready to lay the world at your feet. Who has taught you the real meaning of love. Then there's nothing wrong in desiring him & surrendering yourself to him, who has already captured your heart & soul. Weren't you ready to do that for your family's betterment?? Then why can't you do that for your love now?? Don't you trust your Arnavji & his love??" Her reflection questioned her.

"I love & trust him more then myself." She immediately replied with confidence.

"Then go ahead & complete your love." Her reflection encouraged her with a smile.

"Yes.. I can & I will." With a strong determination, she went into the bathroom, taking the chemise.

Arnav was sitting in the living room under the pretext of working on his laptop. Actually he was waiting for Khushi to fall asleep, then only he would go to the room. After their morning heated encounter, it was becoming very difficult for him to keep distance from Khushi. In the morning, he had somehow controlled himself from devouring her but he isn't sure, he would be able to control if the same thing repeats again & being with her in the same room, chances were maximum of the repeat telecast of the same. So since he came back from office, he is keeping himself busy with one thing or the other to avoid being close to her. Now also he has told her that he has a very important presentation to make & he would be working till late night, so she should go to sleep, without waiting for him. Thankfully, neither she had doubted or questioned his intentions.

He sighed in relief when he saw the lights went off of their room from the creak of the door. He waited for 10 more minutes for her to fall into a deep sleep. Shutting his laptop, he stood up & switching off all the lights, he entered the room. His eyes were on his mobile, setting the alarm.

The moment he turned around after closing the door, his eyes widened in surprise....Scratch that.... His eyes widened in shock. All the bright lights in the room were switched off. But the colourful fancy lights on the ceiling were glowing with innumerable fragrant candles lit in the whole room, giving the room a perfect romantic ambience.

He came & stood in the middle of the room. He saw the bed sheets were also changed on the bed. Instead of their usual light colour bedsheets, there was a bright red, satin bed sheet which was enhancing the beauty of the room. His heart had already sent messages to his brains of who did all this & why?? But he couldn't find the person herself behind this change of ambience, anywhere in the room.

He was about to call out to her, when suddenly the music player behind him, was on, with a romantic music. The moment he turned back, his face resembled of Khushi's face, which adorns 3 perfect 'O's most of the time, which were now reflecting on his face with his eyes & mouth opened widest. His mobile kissed the flooring for the second time in that day. Khushi was standing beside the music player with its remote in her hand, in a seductive pose. Her eyes held a mixture of love & desire. Her lower lip gripped between her teeth. Her one hand holding the remote & the other kept on her tiny waist, posing like a perfect seductress.

Arnav was gazing at her unblinkingly, with his heart galloping like an untamed horse. She was looking no less than a sexy siren in the red chemise, he had gifted her, to cover his lie. The chemise reached only till her butts, leaving her sexy, fair legs completely bare to his hungry eyes & the spaghetti straps were hardly able to hold on the chemise on her shoulders. Though she was wearing the overcoat which has long sleeves, but she had left it open from the front, so he was able to see each & every curve of her tempting body. Looking at her protruding body parts, he understood that she wasn't wearing anything underneath. On top of that, to make him go more crazy, she has kept her beautiful, long hair loose, just the way he loves.

What is she up to?? Why is she hell bent on testing his self control, which he is exercising with great difficulty since morning, after their small make out?? He chided her in his mind. His body had started heating up & he could feel an intense rush of adrenaline towards his lower region. He fisted his palms tight & was about to shout on her, when the music player played a song with the wordings, which were enough to wash out whatever little bit of control & sanity he was having.

O zara zara touch me, touch me, touch me..

O zara zara kiss me, kiss me, kiss me..

O zara zara hold me, hold me, hold me..

O zara zara O O O O O O..

As the song started, she threw the remote & started moving towards him taking seductive steps, matching them with the song wordings.

Bin tere sanam iss jahaan mein..

Bekaraar hum dam da dam dadam...

Bin tere sanam iss jahan mein bekaraar hum..

(I'm restless without you in this world, my love)

She reached to him & trailed her index finger from his forehead till his lips & then pushed him splaying her palms on his chest, landing him on the bed behind him.

O zara zara touch me, touch me, touch me..

O zara zara kiss me, kiss me, kiss me..

O zara zara hold me, hold me, hold me..

O zara zara O O O O O O..

She moved her waist & hips seductively & then lowered the over coat of the chemise a bit down her shoulders. She then turned around & lowered her upper body backwards, to his face level, gesturing him to remove the overcoat. His hands on their own accord, held one of the long sleeves & he swiftly removed the overcoat. She immediately straightened herself & the moment she turned around, Arnav was a gone case. Now almost half of her body was naked for his desire filled eyes. Her bare legs, bare hands & shoulders, her completely visible sexy cleavage, everything was just making him go insane with desire for her.

He extended his hands to grab her wrist but she swiftly moved away, swaying her hips, throwing air kisses at him. She was matching her actions to the rhythm of the music & lyrics, amusing Arnav.

Tere hi tera intezaar hai, mujhe to bas tujhse pyaar hai..

(There's just wait for You, I am in love with You only)

Tera hi tera ab khumaar hai, khud pe na mera ikhtiyaar Hai...

(I'm intoxicated because of You, I have no control over myself)

Tere hi tera intezaar hai, mujhe to bas tujhse pyaar hai..

(There's just wait for You, I am in love with You only)

Tera hi tera ab khumaar hai, khud pe na mera ikhtiyaar Hai...

(I'm intoxicated because of You, I have no control over myself)

She pointed her finger towards him gesturing him the meaning of the lines. She moved her hands seductively on her body from her head to toes & vice versa, showing that she doesn't have any control over her body now.

Arnav was breathing heavily & was shifting uncomfortably on his place, looking at her seductive moves as they were provoking him to no limits, to just grab her & ravish her to his heart's content.

Bin tere sanam iss jahaan mein..

bekaraar hum dam da dam dadam...

Bin tere sanam iss jahan mein bekaraar hum..

(I'm restless without you in this world, my love)

Swaying herself backwards, she hid behind the curtains & continued her seductive steps which were very much visible to Arnav, through the transparent material of the curtains.

O zara zara touch me, touch me, touch me..

O zara zara kiss me, kiss me, kiss me..

O zara zara hold me, hold me, hold me..

O zara zara O O O O O O..

She stretched her right leg out from behind the curtain & caressed it with her right hand from her toes to her upper thighs, teasing him to touch her as per the lyrics.

Arnav gulped his saliva, trying to wet his dry as a desert throat, but it didn't help.

She pulled back her stretched leg & hand behind the curtain, then repeated the same action stretching her left leg & hand out from behind the curtain.

Now all of Arnav's self restraint had left his body & his body was captivated with only carnal desire for this innocent beauty, who has now turned into a wild seductress. Raising himself from the bed, he was about to move towards her when she came out from behind her hiding space, the curtain & reached him swaying her body.

Ye dard-e-dil to ho na kam, sataye ab dooriyon ka gham..

(This pain in the heart isn't reducing, the sadness of the distances between us, is torturing me now)

Behek jaaye na ye kadam, hai tujhe meri jaan ki kasam..

(May these feet not get mislead, it's a promise to you on my life)

Ye dard-e-dil to ho na kam, sataye ab dooriyon ka gham..

(This pain in the heart isn't reducing, the sadness of the distances between us, is torturing me now)

Behek jaaye na ye kadam, hai tujhe meri jaan ki kasam..

(May these feet not get mislead, it's a promise to you on my life)

She grabbed his shirt lapels & pulled him towards herself. She caressed her lips on his cheeks trailing through his chin, his neck, simultaneously opening the buttons of his shirt & then pushed his shirt down his shoulders, removing it from his body. She gave feathery kisses all over his bare chest, down his perfect abs. Coming back to his lips, she pecked them lightly, again & again to the rhythm of the music. She circled her arms around his neck & bent her head backwards. He immediately gripped her waist, balancing her body, which she was swaying to the music.

Bin tere sanam iss jahaan mein..

bekaraar hum dam da dam dadam...

Bin tere sanam iss jahan mein bekaraar hum..

(I'm restless without you in this world, my love)

He bent down towards her bare shoulders & cleavage, smooching her wherever his lips could reach. He straightened her & tried to capture her lips. But she pushed him hard, landing him again on the bed, behind him. She straddled him & was now full on, in the mood, to give him a lap dance unknown to the havoc she was creating in his aroused little devil, which might even start poking her in a while, desperate to come out from its confines.

O zara zara touch me, touch me, touch me..

O zara zara kiss me, kiss me, kiss me..

O zara zara hold me, hold me, hold me..

O zara zara O O O O O O..

She swayed her upper body sitting on his lap, clutching his bare shoulders. Her softness getting rubbed to his bare chest through the sheer material of the chemise. She showered his face with kisses, finally capturing his thirsty lips between her yearning ones.

The song was still going on in the background.

He let her have her fill of his lips before he took the charge & kissed her passionately, biting & sucking her soft petals. While kissing her, he tore the thin straps of the chemise pulling them swiftly. Continuing the kiss, he flipped her, making her lie under him, himself hovering on her. Her bare soft bosoms were heaving up & down. He could feel her peaks hardening, under his bare torso.

The song was over. The music player had stopped but their passion had just ignited & the night was still young.

He kissed her face fervently, going down to her neck, her shoulders, her cleavage, leaving a wet trail of kisses. His passionate desire for her was at its peak & so was hers for him. She was cooperating to her best, by giving more excess to his lips & hands on her silky smooth skin. Her soft moans were igniting the fire all the more in him. He slowly palmed her soft globes. Khushi moaned louder at the first intimate touch of his hands on her bosoms. Kissing her cleavage, he was about to kiss her bosoms, when something caught his eyes & he froze in his actions. Not feeling any movement from him, she opened her eyes & followed his line of vision. He was looking at the scar above her left bosom, from the surgery. He removed his hands from her bosoms & rested his forehead on hers. He inhaled exhaled hard, to get a grip on his desires. Pecking her lips lightly, he got up from above her & stood with his back to her.

"Khushi.." He cleared his dry throat. "Change into your night dress & go to sleep. I will be back after some time." He said without looking back at her & moved to pick his shirt from the floor. He was about to wear back his shirt when he heard her muffled sobs. He immediately turned towards her to witness the scene, he would never wish to see ever. She was sobbing, digging her face in the pillow, lying on her stomach. Her bare back visible to him. But all that he could see was her crying, which was slashing his insides. Throwing the shirt back on the floor, he rushed towards her. Laying beside her, he tried to turn her towards him. But she refused shaking her head.

"Khushi.. Sweetheart.. Please don't cry. I can't see you crying like this. Please stop crying." He pleaded earnestly. His heart clenching in his chest hearing her sobs.

"I'm sorry." She said turning her face, resting her cheek on the pillow, still sobbing.

"Sorry?? For what??" He asked confusedly, wiping her tears.

She slowly turned towards him. Arnav's heart broke seeing her teary face, which was glowing with mischief & desire a while ago, while dancing for him.

She palmed his cheek. "I thought, I could be desirable to you." She spoke amidst her sobs. "But I had forgotten about the scar which has made me ugly." She said gesturing towards her scar. "I can understand now, why you would desire a scarred girl??" She broke into loud sobs, covering her face with both her hands.

Chiding himself for making her feel so low for herself, he moved her hands away from her face & captured her lips for an intense kiss. Khushi pursed her lips tight, not giving him proper access. He bit her lips making her gasp, which gave him the chance to dive his tongue in her sweet mouth & devour her sweetness. Going out of breath he released her lips.

"Don't you dare think so low about yourself ever Khushi." He commanded her with a dangerous glint in his eyes. "You think this scar makes you undesirable to me??" He asked looking into her moist eyes.

She didn't reply but her silence did.

He sighed hard. "Khushi.. For me, this scar is the sign of your bravery, your strength, your strong will power you showed to stand strong for your family, even after knowing about the fatal disease you were suffering." He kissed the scar affectionately as if paying homage to her braveness.

"Then why would you stop yourself from..." She paused "from making love to me, when we both were on the brim of passion, not once but twice?? Today morning & now as well." She asked, tears still brimming in her hazel orbs.

He felt like kicking himself for making his Sunshine cry, whom he always wanted to keep happy & smiling. He kissed her eyelids one by one, sucking her tears.

"Khushi.. I did stop after seeing this scar but the reason isn't what you think." He said caressing her soft cheek, with the back of his palm.

"Then??" She asked like an innocent kid, pouting cutely.

Arnav couldn't help but kiss her lips softly, for being so sweet & cute.

"This scar reminded me that you have not yet fully recovered from your surgery. Doctor has instructed you, not to get into much physical exertion still. So how could I let my desires over power my concern & care for your health??" He reasoned. "Moreover, I know about your morals & beliefs regarding physical intimacy before marriage. I know you hate such relations then how can I do something against your thoughts & beliefs??" He asked softly.

Khushi was overwhelmed to hear his reasonings. She knows he loves her & respects her, but he values her morals so much was absolutely overwhelming for her. She pulled his face down & captured his lips, kissing him hard.

"Arnavji.." She said releasing his lips. "It's true that I was against such relationships before marriage. But this last few months have changed my thoughts & beliefs. Life is too short to keep yourself away from your true love. If you are getting a chance to have true love with you, besides you, then you should grab it immediately. Who knows what would happen the next moment?? Why to leave your chance at true love?? But that doesn't mean to have relation with anybody & everybody. Only with the person you love & trust with all your heart. For me, that person is you. Whom I love to the moon & back." She pecked his lips making him smile at her words.

"I love you as much Khushi & want you, desire you, more than you can imagine. You can't even measure the amount of passion I have for you in every single nerve, every single fibre of my body." He caressed his lips on her jawline, down the smooth expanse of her neck.

She cradled his face between her palms. "Then show your passion for me Arnavji. Show me how much you desire me. Show me how much you love me. Show me how it feels to be loved by the one you love." Arnav was about to interrupt, but she put her hand on his mouth, shaking her head at him. "Before you worry for my health, then let me remind you that my doctor has already said that I'm almost cured from my surgery now. Coming to physical exertion then," she removed her hand from his mouth & circled her arms around his neck pulling his face down, closer to hers, "then I know, you would never ever hurt me in any way, which can hamper my health." She said trustfully, rubbing her nose tip with his.

He was touched by the trust she has on him. He smiled kissing her lips. "Are you sure Khushi??" He asked still unsure to take such a huge step, if it's just due to the onslaught of emotions, which might make her feel guilty after they succumb to their desires.

"Arnavji.. I have already accepted you as my husband with all my heart & soul. By claiming my body, you will make me completely yours in every way, which I myself am yearning for." She confessed unbashedly.

This was something extremely unexpected for Arnav that she already thinks him of her husband. Though she is no less than a wife for him, but such thought never crossed his mind due to his distrust on the institute called marriage. He embraced her overwhelmingly, hiding his face in the crook of her neck.

Khushi understood his state as she was equally overwhelmed after speaking her heart out. She hugged him tightly to herself, caressing his bare back.

"I love you my Sunshine. I love you so much." He said nuzzling his nose & lips on her bare shoulder.

"I love you too my moonlight." She replied, kissing him back on his shoulders.

His head immediately shot up at her. "Moonlight??" He asked scrunching his eyes.

She bobbed his head. "Yes.. If I'm your Sunshine, then you are my moonlight Arnavji." He arched his eyebrows gesturing her to elaborate. "When the Sun rises, it spreads its rays & fills the world with brightness & new hopes of life in every living creature. But when the Sun sets, leaving behind scary darkness, it's the Moon who illuminates the world with its cool moonlight, cutting that scary darkness. You did the same for me Arnavji. I had lost all the hopes of life & had accepted that there is nothing left in my life except the darkness, which would vanish only after my death. But you became the Moon of my life & illuminated it with your soft yet warm moonlight, filling my life with new hopes, enveloped with your love. So...you are my Moonlight." She explained smiling brightly at him, kissing his cheeks. (Thanks to Mitalchauhan8 my Mittu for suggesting me, for Arnav to be Khushi's moonlight)

He was rendered speechless hearing such thoughtful words from her, for him.

He showered her face with innumerable kisses, thanking her for showing so much of love & trust on him.

"By the way.. From where did you learn those seductive moves baby??" He asked smirking naughtily & her cheeks were all red due to shyness. She had somehow gathered strength, shedding all her shyness to perform seductively in front of him. But now talking about the same to him was really difficult for her. She lowered her eyes shyly, not able to reply.

"Ahaan...somebody was all bold & sexy a while back & now is all shy & embarrassed." He teased her more, biting her cheek gently.

She met his naughty eyes with her shy ones.

He wriggled his eyebrows demanding a reply.

"I was watching the movie RACE a few days back when you had gone to AR. This song is from that same movie where Katrina Kaif dances the same way for Saif Ali Khan. I liked that song very much & I was imagining both of us in that song. That's how I remembered those dance steps." She replied closing her eyes, embarrassed.

Arnav chuckled at her craziness & kissed her closed eyelids, which fluttered open at the touch of his warm lips.

"Let me tell you sweetheart that you were nowhere like Katrina Kaif." Khushi pouted sadly. "In fact you were way more seductive than her." He winked at her, kissing her pout. She grinned happily hearing him praising her, for her first attempt on such seductive dance number, only for him.

"So can I expect more of such hot dance performances for me in future as well??" He asked naughtily.

She nodded her head, as she can do anything to make her Arnavji happy.

"Then you deserve to be awarded for your award winning performance baby." He commented. The passion, the desire was back in his eyes.

She bit the inside of her cheeks nervously, understanding his words. He was caressing her bare arms, looking intently in her eyes, waiting for her permission. She looked at him with eyes mirroring the same passion & desire, which was enough of the permission for him to engulf her in his passionate love.

The chemise was torn into two pieces & his rest of the clothes were discarded carelessly. The already swollen lips met, fire of passion ignited their desires more & the two bodies became one soul.

He made sweet love to her. Gently. Tenderly. He introduced her to the places that she herself didn't know existed in her own body & which took her to a whole new world of pleasure. Even in the throes of passion, he was cautious enough not to hurt her in any way. He was even ready to back out, when she cried painfully at their first intimate contact. But she trusted him with her body & let him soothe her pain, taking them both together, to the world of ecstacy.

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Khushi woke up feeling sweet ache all over her body. Her Arnavji was not there beside her. May be he was in the bathroom. She sat up on the bed covering herself with the soft quilt. The softness of the quilt reminded her of her Arnavji's soft touches & caresses of last night. She shied reminiscing their last night adventures, starting from her seductive dance to their consummation. She shied away remembering her boldness. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes, resting her head at the headboard of the bed.

The door of the room opened & she immediately turned her head to see her man, her love, standing there with a packet in his hand. She frowned as she had thought he was in the bathroom. Nonetheless she smiled shyly at him. He reciprocated with his own brighter one, coming towards her. Keeping the packet on the side table, he sat beside Khushi, kissing her forehead, enveloping her in his arms. For a while, both stayed cocooned in each other's embrace, savouring the warmth.

"Are you ok sweetheart??" He asked raising her face, tucking her wayward hair behind her ear. Concern & worry for her health, clearly visible in his brown orbs.

"I'm absolutely fine Arnavji. Nothing to worry." She assured him, kissing his jawline.

"But where did you go so early morning Arnavji??" She asked.

"I went to get this." He replied picking the packet from the side table, he had previously kept.

"What is it??" She asked again.

Arnav removed a small box from the packet. "Khushi.. Last night was the most beautiful night of my life." He said pecking her lips. Khushi blushed. "But it was completely unplanned. Unprotected." Khushi frowned. "I don't want you to get pregnant this soon sweetheart." Now she understood his words. "These are after pills. To be taken within 72 hours of unprotected physical intimacy, to avoid pregnancy." He explained to her. "Not that I don't want a baby with you. But it would be too soon for that & frankly I'm not prepared for this right now & I know you aren't as well. I want you to be completely healthy first & I want to spend more time with you, just the two of us." He reasoned further more.

" You don't need to explain anything Arnavji. I understand. I trust you with anything & everything." She said embracing him more tightly. Arnav smiled kissing her hair.

He popped one tablet from the strip & handed it to Khushi with a glass of water. She gulped it immediately but made a face for having to taste the bitter tablet, first thing in the morning.

Arnav chuckled & kissed her lips, turning the bitterness into a sweet taste. Khushi smiled & cuddled back to her Arnavji's hard chest which was the safest place for her in this whole world.

"Khushi.. I can't stay away from you even for a second now. So after reaching India, I'm not letting you stay to your buaji's house. As it is, she has asked you not to enter her house, so you will stay with me in my house, which will be your house as well henceforth." He was blunt but genuinely straightforward.

"Even I can't stay away from you Arnavji. But what will we tell our families?? My family, your family. They will question our relationship." She raised her fears, looking into his eyes skeptically.

He held her face gently, understanding her fears. "You need not worry about anything Khushi. I will take care of everything & everybody, including that SHYAM MANOHAR JHA."

"Shyam Manohar Jha??" Khushi repeated confusedly. "You mean my buaji's paying guest Shyamji??" She asked moving back. Her forehead creased.

He nodded, pulling her back in his arms, not liking the distance.

"What has Shyamji to do with our family matter Arnavji?? He is just my buaji's PG & not our family." Khushi murmured in his embrace.

"Your buaji's PG Shyam Manohar Jha is my jijaji. My dii's husband." Arnav dropped a bomb, which froze Khushi in his arms.

She stayed speechless, unmoved for a few seconds & then slowly looked up at his face, if he was joking. But the seriousness in his eyes depicted that he wasn't.

"Shyamji.. Buaji's PG... Your jijaji?? Your.. Your dii's husband??" She asked again. Her voice just a bit louder than a whisper.

"Yes Khushi. You heard me right. He is my dii's husband since 4 years." He confirmed her doubts, if she still had any.

To say Khushi was shocked, would be an understatement. She was stunned. Flabbergasted. Her senses had as if shut down completely. She was staring at Arnav's face unblinkingly.

"It's high time you know the real face of Shyam Manohar Jha... Khushi."

To be continued.....

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