“Khushi
Ji!...”
“Aahh…” she
let out a blood curdling scream as he hauled her away from Arnav by her hair.
Dragging her with a painful grip on her hair, he shoved her onto the carpet in
the clearing of the living room.
“Khushi!
Khushi!..” he
screamed to pull her back to reality.
“Huh…!” she
said, startled.
Arnav looked
down in confusion at her terrified face. She had gone still, as if reliving a
nightmare, and now a deathly pallor shrouded her face. She trembled in his arms
as she now looked up at him with a horrified expression.
“What’s
wrong?”
Her hold on
his shirt grew tighter as she looked up at him in terror. He had been having
flashbacks of perhaps the most terrible occurrence of their lives. That had
taken her months of therapy to put behind herself. That she had completely
forbidden herself to ever think about. She pulled herself closer into his
embrace as she held onto him for dear life. Snuggling deeper into the warmth of
his body, she told herself that it was all over. She was safe, she was with
him. And never again will that poor excuse of a man pose her or her family a
threat.
She was
trembling uncontrollably in his arms as she clutched him closer to herself. No matter
how many times he asked her what was wrong, she would just not speak up. The
doctor had told him that the dreams were most probably flashbacks of some
terrible event from the past three years of his life. And he was sure that
Khushi was also present in his dream. Hence, recounting his dream to her must
have reminded her of a certain terrible event of the past that had scared her so
much. Whatever this was, this happening that this dream was about. It was
definitely one of the goriest experiences of their lives. Why else would they
scare them both so much? He was always distraught after these dreams, and by
her reaction, she too obviously detested the memory. He’d pry the truth of it
out of her, he just had to be careful about it. She was in a delicate
condition, and stress wasn’t something he wanted to put her through.
Tilting her
chin up to face him he peered into her tearing eyes and covered her mouth with his
in a comforting kiss. She moaned against his mouth as she wound both her arms
around his neck to pull him closer. Supporting her against himself with one of
his arms around the small of her back, he ran his other through her long
tresses. Increasing the pressure of his mouth on hers he gently nudged her lips
apart and deepened the kiss.
She felt the
painful memory leave her as Arnav continued to plant gentle kisses on her lips,
consciously soothing her. He ran his tongue along her lower lip, gaining
entrance into her mouth. He nibbled on it, sucking on it simultaneously. His left
arm still around her waist, he let his right hand slip through the fabric of
her blouse and cup her breast. She moaned as he massaged her breasts in gentle
circular strokes, pinching her nipples occasionally, eliciting yelps of arousal
from her.
“Ar…Arnav…” she
spoke breathlessly as she tried in vain to break away from him. “We have to
stop. Oh god..!” he pulled her flush against himself as his lips now worked on
hers carnally. She tried to shove him away.
“You’ve got
tha…that meeting at eleven…oh..!” he had now taken her breasts in his mouth and
was sucking on them feverishly.
“With…with Nitu
Kumar…!”
“Screw Nitu
Kumar!” he groaned as he drew pleasure from her sweet mounds.
“Khushi
Bhabhi! There’s a call for Arnav Bhaiyya from his office.”
Arnav went
stumbling back as Khushi gave him a hard shove and ran to hide behind the
kitchen counter and fix her dishevelled state. He turned around and glared at
Hari Prakash who had entered as soon as Khushi had hidden herself. Snatching the
phone out of his nervous hands he fixed a deathly cold stare on him, virtually
asking him to get out.
“What the hell
Aman!” he screamed into the receiver.
...
“What!” he
screamed at Akash who continued to gape at him from across the table in the
conference room. Ever since he had reached the office Akash had been gaping at
him and then giggling all to himself. Deciding that his brother had finally
lost his marbles, he shook his head and continued to read what he had been
reading all that while.
“You know what
Bhai.” Arnav jumped in his seat, startled as he suddenly found Akash in the
seat next to him.
“I talked to
Dhruv last night.”
Arnav
stiffened at the name. Not that he didn’t like talking about his little
brother, but he wasn’t just his brother anymore. He was also Khushi’s alleged
husband.
“What about
him?” he spoke gruffly.
Akash eyed him
slyly as he continued. “Well, he just mentioned how much he had been missing
Khushi Bhabhi. And that he had been contemplating taking her to our island near
the Andamans for a nice holiday. Where he could have her all to himself for,
you know what.” He spoke as he winked at his brother.
The mirth at
his crude joke had barely settled in when the loud noise of furniture being thrown caught
him off guard and he found himself shoved against the wall
and Arnav’s vice like grip like a noose around his throat. Akash struggled to
breathe through Arnav’s throttling hold on his neck while he fearfully gazed
into his murderous eyes.
Aman and a few
other staff members rushed to them to pry them apart before Aranv choked his
own brother to death. His grip unyielding, the blood in his veins boiled as
what Akash had had the audacity to suggest pulsed through his being.
Akash fell to the
ground gasping for air as the struggling Aman managed to save him from ASR’s
wrath.
“Don’t ever
dare talk about her like that again. And tell Dhruv that if he dared to as much
as lay a finger on her I’ll kill him with my own two hands.” He spoke with a deadly finality as he turned around and stormed out of the conference room shouting profanities.
Akash thanked
the stars that he was alive. Poking the bear hadn’t turned out to be such a
good idea after all.
Eeeeeks!! Me first!!
ReplyDeleteI am so, so, SO excited you updated, and mannn was that part mind-blowing or what? I absolutely LOVED reading it!
And Arnav....possessive Arnav is SO HOT!!
Please, oh please update the next part soon! You have a reader here who really looks forward to all your updates! :D
Hey! this was AWESOME! Frankly, I can fail all my exams at the cost of getting to read this everyday! (What the hell, I already am!) Thanks for the update! Please, please please please please update soon! Here's one fan desperately waiting!
ReplyDeleteLove the possessive Arnav...love that he is so attuned to her even in the state of amnesia that he doesn't doubt her...now that's love.
ReplyDeleteOhh so it did happen! Damn it seems like a terrible nightmare that even she still got scared, Arnav realised that she must've been there too
ReplyDeleteaww he tried to take her pain away and HP ruined it lol
And poor Akash tried to tease his brother who then just nearly killed him
I wonder what he'll do when he gets home
Awesome!!
ReplyDeletekdkumar
poor akash lol...
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Great chapter, looks like Arnav's brain is trying very hard to come out of the haze!!!, Poor Akash he is lucky to come out of that comment alive!!!
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Honkytonk
hey great chapter..
ReplyDeletelol hp interrupted..poor arnav..
omg akash bichara..pushed the wrong buttons..
lol..
thanks for the pm..:)
aakriti120..
Oh my god akash pic zed wrong timing to tease...
ReplyDeleteHope he gets back his memory
Sleyhug7679
OMG,,,i laughed so hard after arnav attacked akash almost chocked him....too good. thanx for the pms hun:)
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