Chapter Twenty Three

"Khushi, are you ready," Arnav hollered.

He was downstairs, ready. They were about to head out to Arnav's friend's birthday party at the hookah lounge. He was ready, wearing a crisp navy blue button down, black jeans, and a blue Gucci belt. Not to mention, he was ready half an hour ago, while Khushi was still deciding on her outfit.

"Khushi! Come on baby!"

"Coming!"

Arnav sat down on the sofa and watched tv. She had said the same thing twenty minutes ago.

Five minutes later, he heard clicks and looked around. Down came Khushi in her outfit:

"Wow," Arnav simply said.

"You like it?"

"I love it! You look amazing!"

Khushi twirled a bit. "Really?"

"Yeah!"

Khushi went over to him and he kissed her.

"Ready baby?"

"Mm hmm. I'm just gonna go get my bag."

"Hurry."

Khushi nodded and quickly ran up and got her bag. She hung it on her shoulder and then helped Arnav lock up. Arnav called down to the lobby, telling the doorman to have his car ready. Checking one last time, Arnav and Khushi went to the elevator.

The elevator arrived and Arnav gestured Khushi to go in. Khushi smiled and went in and Arnav followed. As he was about to close the door, he looked at the big picture of himself.

"Hmm... we should change that," Arnav said.

"What?"

"The picture."

Khushi looked at it. "Why? I like it."

Arnav shut the door and the caged doors. "Do you now?"

"Mm hmm. I love the picture."

Arnav smiled and then inserted his key and pressed the star button. The elevator went down and Arnav explained the "way to lock up". Khushi had her own key, but she just didn't know how to exactly do it.

The elevator dinged and they got off at the tenth floor, then got on the main elevator. They arrived to the lobby and the doorman held the door open for them. They smiled at the doorman then headed to the black Escalade waiting for them outside. Getting in, Arnav's driver drove them down to Brooklyn.

Traffic was clear so the drive was swift. They arrived on time and Arnav led Khushi in. Inside was dark, with music blasted. People were sitting and doing hookah, while other's were dancing, talking, etc.

"Yo Arnav!"

They turned and Arnav smiled. "Aamir!"

They did their bro shake and hug.

"Waddup man?! Haven't heard from you since you got married," Aamir said.

"Well, what can I say? Got busy with my wife here," Arnav said, wrapping his arm around her waist.

"This must be the Mrs. Raizada then. Hi, I'm Aamir."

"Hi, I'm Khushi," she smiled.

"Nice to meet you. Well, you two have fun aii? Imma go check up on everything."

Arnav and Khushi nodded and Aamir left.

"He's sweet," Khushi said.

Arnav just looked at her and they sat down at a booth. Arnav introduced more friends to Khushi and Khushi clicked with them instantly. Soon there was a crowd around them, with Aamir with them as well.

Soon everyone went to dance. Khushi at first denied, but she was taken away and Arnav watched as Khushi looked side to side awkwardly. She looked at Arnav and shrugged in confusion and Arnav laughed. He got up and joined her and once they started dancing together, Khushi felt much better.

After some dancing, Khushi decided she wanted to do hookah. She had only done it once before so she had some experience. At first she was somewhat hesitant, but then she got the hang of it. Drinks went around and there was nothing but music, talking, drinking, and laughing.

After that, Aamir did a little cake cutting and everyone got some ice cream cake. Khushi needed some fresh air, so Arnav took her out to the back. The music vibrated through, making the ground somewhat shake.

"Tonight," Khushi hiccuped, "was so much fun."

Arnav smiled. He hadn't drank that much, but poor Khushi went a little over.

Soon the party was over. Deciding to be safe, Arnav called in a worker and had him take the car away and told him where to meet them. Arnav took Khushi to the train station with a plan devised in his head.

His drunkenness was getting to him.

They waited on the platform, holding each other until the Q train arrived. There were barely any people on the middle cart. As they headed towards manhattan, there were less and less people.

As the train pulled away from DeKalb Avenue, there was no one else but them on the cart. Arnav was ready to go forward with his plan.

*MATURE CONTENT*

Khushi was standing in the corner, holding onto the side rods and Arnav. Arnav held her securely and a rod as well. As the train moved, Arnav started to nibble on her neck. Being drunk, Khushi was turned on fast!

 

"Arnaav," she moaned.

Arnav moved his hand down and went under her dress. Khushi looked up at him innocently, making a small "o" with her lips, pouting. Arnav moved them inside her panty and Khushi gasped. He began to make circles and pleasured her clitoris. Khushi gasped, but Arnav shushed her. As Arnav continued, Khushi held into him tightly. Slowly, he inserted two fingers and continued to tease her clitrois with the palm of his hand and he moved his index and middle finger swiftly. Khushi gasped and buried her face in Arnav's shirt.

"Ahrnahav," she moaned, whispering.

 

"Don't come Khushi. Or I'll have to take you here."

Khushi groaned and held onto him tighter. He pressed her back against the wall, pressing down at her belly. As the train got off the bridge and entered the tunnels again, Arnav quickened his pace.

 

Khushi gasped. "Arnav...."

The train was about to pull in at Canal Street, and Arnav stopped. He pulled his fingers out and Khushi held onto him tightly for support. When she looked up, he smiled back at her. Khushi smiled and Arnav put his fingers in his mouth.

"Yummy," he smirked devilishly.

Khushi shook her head and then rested her head against his chest. 

Fixing her up, Arnav turned them to get off at Canal Street. When he got out, his driver was there, like he told him to. He drove them back to the penthouse.

When they arrived, Arnav saw Khushi asleep. Carrying her out, Arnav led them upstairs. He put her down and began to remove her clothes.

"Mmm," Khushi whined. "Bed!"

"Change first."

"Bed!"

"Khushi, change first so you can comfortably sleep," he admonished.

Khushi pouted. "Bed," she nearly cried.

Arnav chuckled lightly and kissed her forehead. Grabbing a T-shirt, he placed it over Khushi's head and put her arms through.

"Now bed," Arnav said.

Instantly, Khushi dived right in. She curled into a ball and went to sleep. Arnav looked amused but held his laugh back. He quickly changed and then crawled into bed besides Khushi, pulling her into him.

Little did they know that tonight was their last night of fun.

Chapter Twenty Two

A few weeks passed by and things were great between Arnav and Khushi. Arnav would go to work and Khushi would work at home and after Arnav came home, he gave his wife all his time, doing some work in between. Love blossomed between the two and they were crazy for each other.

One day, Arnav was working at his office, which was right below the bedroom, on the far right corner in the back. Arnav was working, when he opened up an e-mail.

"Khushi," he called out.

Khushi was in the kitchen, heating up dinner. "Yes Arnav?"

"Come here please baby."

Khushi turned off the stove, wiped her hands with the dish towel, and went over to Arnav. When Arnav saw her approach, he held his hand out and Khushi held it as he guided her around the table and over to him.

Khushi crawled into his lap, wrapped her arms around him and nuzzled his neck. "You called?"

Arnav smiled. "Are you free tomorrow?"

"Arnav, I'm always free," she smiled. "Why?"

"Well, a friend of mine just emailed me," he said, gesturing at the screen.

Khushi looked at the MacBook and saw Arnav's email opened.

"He's inviting us to his birthday at a hookah lounge."

"A hookah lounge?"

Arnav nodded.

"Uh, sure. Why not?"

"You sure?"

"Arnav, it's your friends birthday. We should go."

Arnav nodded and hit 'Reply' and emailed back that they would be going and sent it. Closing the screen, he looked at Khushi.

"Why are you so beautiful," Arnav flirted.

"Well, Mr. Raizada, I admire your flattery, but I need to prepare dinner."

She tried to get up, but Arnav held her.

"Arnav-"

"What? Besides, my dinner is ready."

"Your dinner? Ready? Meaning?"

"Meaning what it means. It's ready."

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows.

"But I do need to warm it up for a few seconds."

"Seconds? Will it warm up in a few seconds?"

The corner of Arnav's lips curved. "Oh I'm sure it will."

*MATURE CONTENT AHEAD*
Cupping her cheek in his hand, Arnav leaned in and kissed her, taking Khushi by surprise. Her eyebrows were scrunched, confused by what he was talking about. Slowly getting up, Arnav got both of them on their feet, not breaking the kiss. He moved her back and had her against the desk.

Deepening the kiss, Khushi cupped his face in her hands, trying to gain control. Arnav reached behind her and moved his MacBook aside and pushed all the papers aside, clearing his desk.

Hearing the noise, Khushi broke away.

"Arnav-"

But Arnav cut her off and kissed her again. Khushi leaned back from the sudden force and cupped his face again and held him. Arnav moved his hands under her baggy off-the-shoulder shirt and cupped her bottom and pulled her in.

"Mmph," Khushi moaned.

Arnav moved his hands up and took off her shirt. He looked down at Khushi and saw that she was only in her bra and underwear. Arnav hadn't even realized that she wasn't wearing anything below. He thought she was wearing shorts or something.

"It was hot, so I was just," Khushi broke off. "Plus I thought we'd be going to bed, so...."

Usually, Khushi would just wear a shirt and her underwear and go to bed, so it made sense to Arnav.

"Well then," Arnav breathed. "Better for me."

Arnav kissed her again and moved around her neck and shoulders. Khushi gripped his shirt and held onto him as he pleasured her.

"Oh Arnav, please!"

After the incident, Arnav and Khushi had took some time off sex. They wanted to just reconnect and since then, no sex.

"Arnav... now, please!"

"Khushi, it's been too long, I need to have you now!"

Unhooking her bra, he removed it and threw it back on his chair. He laid her back on his desk and hovered above her. The two gazed at each other, Khushi caressing his face. He leaned in and kissed her, their tongues dancing. Letting go, he slowly kissed his way down.

Khushi squirmed. "Arnav," she moaned.

He removed her panty and tossed it back on his chair. Splitting her legs apart, he kissed her inner left thigh. Khushi took in a sharp breath and shut her eyes. Slowly trailing up, he stopped and moved to her right thigh.

"Arnav," she begged.

She hadn't felt this feeling in a long time and she really wanted it.

Arnav trailed up and then claimed her, his tongue giving her a bundle of pleasure. His tongue circled her clitoris and Khushi gasped. Again and again and again, he circled his tongue around it and Khushi was lost in satisfaction. Slowly, Arnav eased a finger inside and Khushi gasped. He put in another and Khushi groaned. He moved his fingers in a steady rhythm and then increased it.

Khushi got on her elbows to look at him. Seeing him down there, doing his deed, gave Khushi a heady feeling. She moaned and placed her hand through his hair.

"Ah! Arnav... Aaah!" She tossed her head back.

But Arnav continued. His pressure increased, and his fingers moved faster, pushing Khushi higher and higher.

Khushi's mouth formed into the letter O. "Oh Arnav, I think I'm going to come," she blurted.

Arnav didn't stop and continued his torture. Khushi grasped his hair with both hands and tried to pry away, rubbing onto his face, but Arnav grasped her hands with his free hand and stopped her. Khushi couldn't push away and she groaned from the torture.

"Arnav... Arnav I'm going to come!"

She couldn't sit up anymore and laid back on his desk. Breathing heavily, she tried to keep control, but with Arnav increasing his rhythm and hitting the right spots, Khushi couldn't, and so she shattered.

"Arnav!"

Her body bowed off as she screamed out his name from her orgasm. She felt Arnav kissing his way up her body as she breathed heavily. Opening her eyes, she saw Arnav hovering over her, his face red from her rubbing. He kissed her and Khushi tasted herself on his lips. Letting go, he licked his lips and sat back in his chair.

"And now I'm full," he simply said.

Khushi gasped for air and then sat up. Arnav just gawked at her.

"Seeing you like this on my desk is a mighty fine view," Arnav said, running his index finger on his lower lip.

Khushi stood up and sashayed over to him and stood in front of him. Arnav held her waist and looked up at her.

"Well now that you've done your deed," Khushi began, "now I'm famished."

Arnav smirked. "Of course you are." He got up. "Come, let's get your dinner ready."

Arnav started to walk, but Khushi grabbed his hand and stopped him. Arnav looked at her in confusion. She pushed him slightly back so that he was leaning against his desk.

"Khushi, what are you doing," he asked, really confused.

Khushi leaned in and kissed his jaw. Moving her hands down, she in buttoned his jeans and unzipped it, Arnav not having a clue, stuck on what she was doing.

"Khushi, seriously, what are you up to?"

Khushi looked up at him innocently. "What? I'm just getting ready."

"Ready? For what?"

*MATURE CONTENT AGAIN!*
Khushi dropped to her knees, pulling his jeans and boxers down at the same time.

"What the-"

Khushi grabbed his manhood and Arnav took in a sharp breath.

"Khushi, what are you-"

"Dinner time," and she took in his manhood.

Arnav gasped as Khushi pleasured him. This was really unexpected for Arnav. He didn't think she would really do this. She had only done this with him once, so for her to do it again with such impertinence, it surprised Arnav.

"Khushi... shit!"

Khushi swirled her tongue on the tip and Arnav took in a sharp breath. He gritted his teeth and flexed, pushing himself deeper into her mouth. She sucked harder and Arnav cupped her head in his hands.

"Fuck," he hissed. "How far can you go?"

Khushi thought to herself. How far can I go?

Taking him in deeper, she felt him at the back of her throat and sucked harder. Arnav let out a hiss from his teeth and shut his eyes tight. Khushi liked how he was reacting to her and sucked harder, swirling her tongue over and over on the tip, taking him in and out, her lips covering teeth.

"Fuck! Khushi, I'm gonna come!"

And Khushi let out her teeth and grazed him, and it sent Arnav over the edge.

"Khushi," he cried, grasping her hair tightly and pulling.

Khushi felt the liquid ooze down her throat and looked up at Arnav. He looked down at her, his eyes really wide. She slowly stood up and kissed Arnav, Arnav tasting himself. When she let go, she moved her finger to her lips and wiped his come of the corners of her mouth and placed her finger in her mouth.

"Mmm, yummy," Khushi teased.

"I'd say you taste better."

"We could debate about this all day," Khushi smiled.

Arnav pulled her in by her waist and kissed her. Khushi held onto his shirt and melted into his kiss.

Arnav let go. "There are needs that need to be completed?"

Khushi nodded. "Very badly," she whispered, feeling her throbbing core.

Arnav laid her back on his desk and removed his shirt. Going through his drawer, he pulled out a condom. Ripping the foil packet, he rolled the condom on and entered Khushi. Both groaned in satisfaction.

"Oh baby, you're so ready," Arnav whispered.

And he started to move. Khushi crisscrossed her arms, placing them on her shoulders to stop her breasts from moving. Arnav placed his hands beside her head and gazed down at Khushi, who had her eyes shut.

"Open your eyes Khushi," he breathed. "Look at me."

Khushi slowly opened her eyes and looked up at Arnav. One look at his intense gaze, tipped Khushi over and her back arched as she screamed Arnav's name from her orgasm. Arnav pushed in once more and stilled, crying out Khushi's name, pouring himself into her.

Arnav collapsed onto Khushi's chest. They shut their eyes and caught on their breaths. Arnav kissed her breasts and sighed.

"I love you Khushi," he breathed.

"I love to too Arnav."

Chapter Twenty One

Arnav squirmed and was awoken by the sunlight. It came shining in right through the windows and shone on his glorious face. He slowly opened his eyes and turned to Khushi, only to not find her there. He looked around the room, but she wasn't there.

Slowly getting up, Arnav headed to the bathroom and washed up. He got out, dabbing his face with the towel and dropped it aside on the chair. Khushi still wasn't in the room. Just as he was about to call out, he heard:

"Arnav! Hurry down! Breakfast is ready!"

Arnav headed downstairs and saw Khushi in the kitchen. She was making omelets and placed them to two individual plates. As Arnav made his way in, Khushi placed the plates on the breakfast bar. She looked up at Arnav and smiled sweetly.

"Good morning," she said sweetly.

"Um... morning."

He found her behavior strange. After what he said yesterday, he expected her to be upset, but there wasn't a trace on her face. She went over to him and peeked his cheek and then walked over to the fridge to get the OJ.

Arnav sat down on a stool and looked at her. Khushi was flipping the pancakes, not showing any moods. She seemed... normal. Arnav wasn't liking it at all and just as he was about to say something, Khushi placed the pancakes down and sat down across him.

"Well," Khushi said. "aren't you going to start?"

Arnav nodded and started eating and Khushi ate as well. No one said a word and Arnav kept looking at her. She didn't have any expression, focusing on her pancakes. Soon she finished, and she got up to wash her plate. Arnav looked at his barely-eaten plate, all because he kept focusing on Khushi.

Ignoring his plate, he got up and went over to Khushi. Khushi was about to start washing her plate, when Arnav turned her around to face him.

"Arnav-"

"Not one. Word. Understood?"

Khushi looked up at him confused.

"Why are you acting like this?"

Khushi scrunched his eyebrows. "Like what?"

"Like this? Like I didn't say anything."

"Say what?"

"You know what I said! How I didn't care about the marriage! How I only did it for my company!"

Khushi looked away. "I don't know what you're talking about," she tried to say confidently.

Arnav turned her to face him. "Yes you do! Khushi-"

"Arnav please. Just forget about it," and she moved over to the counter.

Arnav followed behind her. "And see you hurt? Never!"

"Arnav-"

Arnav whipped her around and trapped her against the counter. "Khushi, stop hiding your feelings. I know you're hurt. You're just not saying anything."

"Arnav-"

"No! Don't "Arnav" me!"

Khushi gulped.

He grasped her chin. "I know you're hurt! Why are you acting like you're not?!"

"Because I'm not-"

"Don't gimme that crap!"

Khushi stilled, scared.

"I know you're fucking hurt so just admit it! I don't get why you're hiding shit for!"

Khushi looked at him in shock. She had never heard him like this before.

"The fuck Khushi?! Why can't you just say it straight? You wouldn't even let me say anything last night! Yeah, at first I didn't wanna marry you but after I saw you, I wanted you. You're beautiful! Fuck that, you're more than beautiful! I wanted you all to myself! What do you not get?"

Khushi said nothing and looked down.

"Damn it Khushi, I wanted to marry you once I saw you. Yeah, now I regret being the dick i acted like, because there could have been a chance that I never would've met you. ... And I'd regret that."

Khushi looked at him.

"Dammit Khushi," and he pulled her to him and kissed her hard.

Khushi stayed still, and Arnav wasn't liking it whatsoever. He bit her lip and Khushi moaned out, gasping, and he entered his tongue. He wanted her to understand how much she meant to him. How much she valued to him. How much he wanted her. How much he craved her.

How much he loves her.

Arnav kissed her all over her face. "I love you Khushi," he murmurs in between kisses. "I love you so much."

Khushi started to cry, hearing these touching words. The way he was showing his affection and showing his love, it just made her emotional. Arnav kissed away the tears and held her tightly against him. Khushi cried into his chest and Arnav comforted her, not wanting her to feel pained anymore.

When she calmed down, Arnav picked her up and made her sit on the counter. "You okay baby?"

She nodded. "Yeah," she said in a low voice, using the sleeve of her baby blue v-neck to wipe her nose.

"You sure?"

"Yeah," she said lowly, her lips quivering.

"Oh, baby, come here," and he hugged her, nuzzling into her hair.

Khushi held onto him and Arnav ran his hands on her back.

"Hush baby," he said soothingly. "Don't cry."

Khushi bit her lower lip to hold back her tears.

Arnav pulled away and looked at her. "Baby, I'm so sorry. Really. I am. I feel like... beating myself up wouldn't even be enough."

"Ssh.... Don't say things like that Arnav-"

"No Khushi. I deserve to be punished."

"Arnav-"

"I can't see you hurt, Khushi. I can't. It hurts me more. The fact that I thought of using you in the first place, it makes me...."

Arnav looked away and covered his face with his hands.

Khushi reached out and held his wrists. "Arnav, no. Please," she said soothingly, but Arnav felt guilty.

She pulled him to her and hugged him, making him rest his head on her breasts.

"Ssh, Arnav. Please? You're hurting me this way," she said, her voice almost cracking.

Arnav looked at her.

"Please don't tare yourself apart," she whispered.

Arnav shook his head. "Do you forgive me?"

Khushi nodded.

"I love you Khushi."

"I love you too, Arnav," she smiled.

Arnav pulled her in to a kiss and Khushi wrapped her arms around his neck. Arnav went from her lips to her face, ears, hair, and neck, murmuring "I love you" to her, nonstop. And all the while, Khushi replied "I love you too" holding him close to her heart.

Chapter Twenty

Khushi looked into his eyes. "What?"

Arnav sat up and looked away.

"Arnav?" She tried to sit up as well, but Arnav stopped her.

"Khushi what are you doing? Lie down."

She shook her head, but Arnav wouldn't allow her up.

"Khushi, you need to relax."

"Fine, but what do you want to tell me?"

Arnav sighed and leaned closer to her and held her to him, holding her tightly by her waist.

"Khushi, I haven't been very honest with you," he whispered.

"What do you mean?"

"Khushi I...." He sighed.

Khushi caressed his face and turned his face towards hers. "Go on."

"I..." He took a deep breath. "I lied."

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows.

"I've lied about certain things with you."

"Like?"

"Like AR? That's not my fathers company."

"It isn't?"

"No, it's not. It's my company."

"Your company?" Khushi felt confused.

"Yeah, my company. I started off that business with the help of my fathers money. From a just a small business, it has expanded out throughout the world."

"Wow. That's incredible."

Arnav shrugged. "I focused on my business. I didn't care about anything else, just that. I became the dominating business man, cutting off many companies and making them fall, even into bankruptcy."

"That's kinda... ruthless."

"Yeah.... Anyways, I was so focused into my business, that marriage was out of my head. My parents kept asking me too, but I wouldn't accept."

"But then you did?"

"Only because my father had taken my company."

"Meaning?"

"He seized my company, so I wasn't CEO anymore. He took over and said that in order for me to get my company back, I have to get married."

Khushi looked down.

"So I married only for my company."

So he wasn't committed for our marriage, Khushi thought in her head.

"I begged Di to get me out of it but she yelled back at me instead. She was on my parents side and she wanted me to get married." He sighed. "So I agreed, only to get my company back. I didn't care about anything else. I didn't want to get married. I didn't even want to meet you, let alone marry you."

It hurt Khushi, realizing that Arnav never cared. He didn't want any of this. He just did it for his benefit, his company - himself. He didn't want her. He didn't want to meet her.

Tears swelled in her eyes.

Arnav looked at her and saw her eyes swelling with tears. Khushi looked side to side and made her tears go away.

"Khushi, I'm sorry-"

"No. It's okay. I understand."

"But Khushi I-"

"It's okay Arnav. Really." She looked at the alarm clock. "It's getting late. You should sleep."

Khushi turned and turned off her bedside lamp and shut her eyes. Arnav just looked at her and understood that she was hurt. Approaching her now would only mean her diverting the topic. So Arnav decided not to say anything and would talk to her in the morning.

Arnav turned off his bedside lamp and lifted the duvet over him. He snuggled into Khushi and held her around her waist and nuzzled into her hair. Khushi didn't react and stayed still. Arnav knew she was hurt so it was obvious she wouldn't snuggle into him.

"I love you Khushi," he whispered, trying.

But Khushi said nothing, her asleep.

Chapter Nineteen

After some "fun time", Khushi left home and Arnav worked the rest of the day. Soon it was time for Arnav to leave and he went home. When he entered the loft, he saw Khushi lying on the sofa and she moved really quick. She tried to look innocent, but Arnav knew something was up. He walked over to her and sat beside her.

"Hey," he said softly.

"Hey," she smiled.

Arnav looked into her eyes and Khushi tried to avoid.

"Khushi, I know you're hiding something from me," he said confidently.

Khushi looked down and then reached over to the side and pulled out a hot water pack. Arnav looked at her curiously and Khushi looked down.

"I got my period," she whispered.

Arnav got confused. "Oh. ... Okay. So why do you have a hot water pack?"

A lump formed in her throat. "I have really bad cramps."

Arnav saw the pain in her eyes and he felt bad. He moved over to her and held her, trying to comfort her. Khushi took in a sharp breath and cuddled into him.

"Aww baby, please don't cry," Arnav whispered.

Khushi nuzzled into his chest. "Arnav, it hurts."

"It's okay baby. Let me go get you some Tylenol, hmm?"


Khushi nodded and Arnav went upstairs to the medicine cabinet and got out the Tylenol. He went back down, got a glass of water, and sat down beside her and handed it over to her. Khushi took the meds and drank water.

"Come upstairs to bed," Arnav said soothingly, getting up.

"I would, but it hurts to move," she said in a low voice. "I'll just sleep here tonight-"

Arnav bent down and picked her up and Khushi gaped at him. He walked over to the stairs as Khushi gazed at him. He looked at her and didn't break their eye lock as he went up the stairs. Walking over to the bed, he placed her down and tucked her in. He turned and Khushi grabbed his hand, not wanting him to go yet. Arnav reassured her that he'd be back in a second and went to the barroom with a change of clothes.


He came out and went over to her, lying beside her, and he ran his fingers through her hair. "You feeling any better baby?"

Khushi nuzzled into his chest. "Somewhat."

"Around what time did you get your period?"

"About two hours ago."

"Did it hurt then?"

Khushi nodded. "That's how I figured out I got my thing."

Arnav scrunched his eyebrows. "Then why didn't you call me then? I would've came home-"

"That's why I didn't call. I didn't want to bother you."

"Bother," he asked, taken back. He cupped her face and made her look at him. "Khushi, how could you say that? It would never be a bother."

Khushi shrugged and Arnav turned away. She made him face her and she snuggled into him. "I thought... I just didn't want to disturb you." She looked up at him. "Honest."

Arnav looked at her and her eyes said it was true. He rested his cheek on her hair and held her tightly. Khushi felt weird about it, like he wanted to tell her something.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm Arnav?"

"There's something I need to tell you."

She looked up. "What?"

"Well... speaking of being honest here..." Arnav looked at her, "there's something I need to tell you."

Chapter Eighteen

Khushi filled up Pyrex containers with food and got a bag to put it in. The buzzer buzzed and Khushi went over to it and pressed the talk button.

"Yes," she spoke into it.

"Ma'am, you car has arrived." It was the doorman.

"Okay. I'll be down."

Just as Khushi was about to leave, she realized she didn't know how to lock up the place. She quickly got her phone and called Arnav.

"Arnav Singh Raizada."

"Arnav? It's me."

"Oh, hey Khushi. Sorry, I didn't look at my phone."

"It's okay."

"So what's up? The car didn't come yet?"

"No, it's here, but um... how do I lock the place up?"

"Don't worry. Just leave it."

"What?"

"Yeah. Don't worry."

"But-"

"Just come down. 'Kay?"

"But Arnav-"

"Khushi don't worry. It's safe. Now hurry over here."

Arnav hung up and Khushi shook her head. She did as he said and went downstairs. There was an Escalade waiting for her and she went in. They drove near to Rockefeller Center, where the Raizada's office is.

She walked into the building and gazed. It was beautiful! Mainly focusing on white, the black and silver blending in, everything looked metallic. Khushi walked to the front desk. There was a woman sitting at the reception, blonde, with straight hair, looking about 25-ish.

"Welcome to AR," the woman said.

"Hi," Khushi said timidly. "I'm here to see Arnav - Arnav Singh Raizada?"

"Do you have an appointment with Sir?"

"Um... no. I'm here to give him his lunch, actually."

The woman raised her eyebrow. "I'm sorry ma'am, but without an appointment, you can't go in. Not even if you have food for him. Unless you have some relation-"

"I'm his wife."

The woman stood up in a shot. "Oh! Oh my gosh! Ma'am! I'm so sorry-"

"No, it's okay. I should've said it from the start."

The woman looked scared to death. "U-um," she stuttered, "S-sir's all the way upstairs. Take the elevator at the end of that hall," she pointed, with all the elevators. "The one on the right."

Khushi nodded with a smile and went towards the elevator. She went to the one as instructed and saw two big bodyguards there, standing by. Khushi gulped.

"Name," one of them said.

It sounded like as if his voice was on amp. Khushi felt scared but she gulped and shook it off.

"K-Khushi K-Kuma-ari Gupta Sssingh Raizada."

So much for keeping it cool, she said in her head.

They nodded. "Welcome Ma'am," they boomed together.

Khushi timidly smiled and the other bodyguard called the elevator. It came in seconds and Khushi headed in. There were only two buttons on the panel, one for the ground floor, and the other with a "R" on it, written very fancy.

She pressed that and the doors shut. It went up, not stopping anywhere else at all.

Guess it only goes to those two places, she thought.

The elevator went all the way up and she was welcomed to the top floor. Khushi was in shock. All around, it was spacious, with glass walls. To her right was a conference room, about 14 seats, with all the right technology needed. In front her was a reception desk, with a young brunette sitting there. Behind her was all glass windows. Khushi headed towards her.

"Hello Mrs. Raizada," the woman said. "Mr. Raizada is inside," she gestured left.

Khushi smiled timidly and went in. She opened the door and walked in and gaped. The room was huge! It must be covering the rest of the floor! Arnav was standing by the window, talking on his phone.

"Alright, get that done within the hour," he said, and he hung up.

He turned around and looked at Khushi. He was in daze, taken over by her beauty. Khushi had changed into a navy blue anarkali, matching Arnav's shirt.

Khushi smiled and went over to him. "Hi," she said softy, almost a whisper.

"Hi baby," he said huskily.

Khushi could understand from his voice that he was getting attracted. Before any thoughts came to mind, she went over to his desk and placed the bag down.

"Please sit," Arnav said as he sat.

Khushi did and looked at her sexy husband. "Um, you hungry?"

"Yeah."

His eyes were dark and Khushi understood that he wasn't talking about food. She took out the food anyways and Arnav was intoxicated by the smell.

"Yum," Arnav said, his mouth watery.

Khushi giggled as she set up the bowls. Arnav could wait no more and charged at the food. He began to eat and he sighed, taking the first bite.

"God, I love your food," he moaned.

Khushi giggled and shook her head. "Oh Arnav, will you grow up."

He shook his head, a bunch of food in his mouth. Khushi giggled and reached over and rubbed her finger on the corner of his lips, removing food. Arnav went to grab her finger with his mouth, but Khushi moved away and licked her finger.

"Oh, you're such a tease," Arnav said.

Khushi smiled proudly.

"Only one problem."

"What," Khushi asked.

Arnav reached out for her hand and Khushi placed hers in his. He brought her around and pulled her into his lap. "Much better."

Khushi shook her head and kissed him on his cheek and then rested her forehead on his. "I love you."

"I love you too."

They heard the door open and Khushi tried to get off, but Arnav held onto her. The brunette came in and she flushed, seeing the two like this.

"Um," she stammered, "sir. Lenex called, saying he wanted to discuss the deal with you."

"Tell him that we'll discuss it tomorrow. As for today, I want my meetings canceled - all of them."

"Yes sir."

"Oh, and you can go on your lunch break. Tell the boys downstairs to not let anyone upstairs for the next two hours."

"Yes sir," and she left.

"Arnav, can you do that," Khushi asked.

"Yup. I am the boss after all."

"What? But I thought-"

"So did I, but my dad promoted me. You are now looking at the CEO of AR Group of Industries," he said proudly.

Khushi was in shock. "Oh my gosh," she squealed. She hugged him tightly and kissed him.

Arnav kissed her back and placed his left hand in her hair.

Khushi smiled brightly, her eyes twinkling, and she hugged him again. "I'm so proud of you."

Arnav smiled. "Thanks Khushi. This is all because of you."

"No it's not. Arnav, this because of you being such a devoted son. You care for your family, and now you're going to continue the line of your family business."

"I still say its because of you."

Khushi shook her head and Arnav kissed her. When he broke away, he spoke.

"Let's celebrate," Arnav said, his voice husky.

He looked up at Khushi and Khshi saw how his eyes had darkened. He wanted her.

"Arnav, I don't think it's a good idea," she whispered.

"I can't control it."

"Arnav...."

"Khushi...."

Arnav ran his right hand to her back and pulled the zipper down.

"Arnav," Khushi gasped.

But he continued and pulled it all the way down. "Let me love you," he whispered.

Khushi felt his hand on her back and she leaned into him. "Love me," she whispered.

*MATURE CONTENT*
Arnav nodded and stood up, making her get up as well. He moved her sleeves down her shoulder and it came down to the floor. Khushi's chest heaved, eager for his touch on her body. Arnav had gotten rid of every string on her body, Khushi not even realizing.

"Take your sandals off," he said, his voice raspy.

Khushi did as he said and Arnav looked at her sweet, beautiful glory. Arnav didn't wait any longer and took of his suit jacket and laid it out on the desk. He loosened his tie and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, not removing his eyes from Khushi.

Khushi was getting impatient and helped Arnav unbutton his shirt. Arnav smirked lightly at his impatient wife. Khushi spread his shirt apart and revealed his chest. She ran her hands over it and took in a sharp breath, feeling every ridge and bump.

"Your chest is amazing," Khushi whispered, running her finger down his abs.

"What are you going to do," Arnav asked.

Khushi looked up at him and grabbed his tie and pulled him in and caught his lips. The two kissed, pulling the other in, Arnav's hands at her waist, Khushi clutching onto his shirt.

Khushi broke away and Arnav rubbed his nose behind her ear and nibbled from her earlobe down to her neck.

"Oh, Arnav! Now," she begged.

Arnav let go and nodded. He unzipped and unbuttoned his pants and got rid of it, along with his boxers, his pride springing free. He sat down on his chair and had Khushi sit on his lap, on her knees.

"Reach into my left pocket," Arnav whispered. "There should be a condom in there."

Khushi nodded and reached into it and found the condom and then looked at Arnav confused. "Wait, why do you have a condom in your pocket?"

Arnav smirked and Khushi gaped.

"You planned this all along," Khushi gasped.

Arnav smirked. "Hmm, aren't you very smart."

Khushi scoffed. "Guess I picked it up from you Mr. Raizada."

"Ah! Very good Mrs. Raizada."

Khushi shook her head and kissed him. "At least it worked," Khushi murmured in his lips.

"I didn't have a doubt," and he kissed her again.

Khushi ripped the foil packet open and handed Arnav the condom, kissing him. Arnav sucked on her lower lip as he got the condom on. He let go and lifted Khushi up slightly, rolled it on, and then carefully placed her over.

Khushi groaned, taking in his length, letting him fill her up. She moved slowly, going up and down, holding onto the back of Arnav's chair.

"That's it baby," Arnav whispered out.

Khushi increased her pace, trying to control her moans so that the brunette outside wouldn't hear. She began to gyrate her hips and made circles.

"Oh yes, Khushi! I love that!"

Khushi smirked. She loved circles too and loved the way how Arnav would react even more to it, though he loved it all. She continued her torture and Arnav had his head leaned back against his chair, groaning.

Arnav caught hold of her waist and moved her up and down. Khushi gripped onto his shoulders and moaned.

"Oh Arnav! This is amazing!"

Arnav held onto her hips as he made her go up and down, him going in and out of her. He caught her lips in his and kissed her hard, Khushi moaning into his mouth.

"Arnav!"

Arnav caught her breast in his mouth and sucked on it. He flicked his tongue on her erected nipple and bit it.

"Arnav!"

She caught a fistful of his hair and tugged. Arnav repeated his actions on her other breast and Khushi tugged harder.

"Oh Arnav, please!"

"Khushi... come for me."

Khushi tried to keep her control, but soon enough, she shattered into a million pieces, yelling out "Arnav" and she buried her face into the crook of his neck as she came. But Anav hadn't reached his point yet and held her waist tight and moved his hips up and slammed into her and yelled out her name as he came.

The two held onto each other, covered in sweat, regaining their breath. Khushi had her arms wrapped around his neck and had her eyes shut, while Arnav nuzzled into her hair, holding her hair.

"I love you Arnav," she breathed.

"I love you too Khushi," he breathed back.

Chapter Seventeen

Khushi woke up bright and early. The sunlight came pouring in through the windows, the whole loft shining from the sunlight. She looked at Arnav sleeping, breathing lightly. She slowly got up and walked over to the window.

She smiled as she looked out to the harbor. The water was flowing and the cars were zooming on the highway below. It was another day, not to mention an important day.

"Khushi."

Khushi looked back to see Arnav hugging the duvet, looking at her tired eyed.

She smiled back at him softly. "Good morning."

"Good morning," he smiled tiredly.

Khushi turned back to look at the city and took in a deep breath and stretched. Arnav got up and wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her from behind, burying his face in the crook of her neck. Khushi smiled and held his hands, the two rocking side to side.

Khushi sighed. "Arnav?"

"Hmm?"

"Today's an important day for you. After all, it's your first day."

Arnav groaned. "No! I don't wanna go."

"Arnav, don't say that."

"But I wanna spend time with you," Arnav whined.

Khushi smiled. "So do I, but we all have our work."

Arnav sighed. "Right."

He let go and turned to get his clothes.

Khushi looked at the condition of the bed and sighed. "Well I've got work to do."

Arnav looked at the bed. "What?"

"Well, the duvet needs washing now. As for me," she looked down at her body, "I need a shower."

Arnav smiled lightly. "Go ahead."

"You sure? What if you're late-"

"I have to go at 12 - it's only 8:30."

Khushi just nodded. She got her clothes and necessities and headed into the bathroom. She hung her clothes and stepped into the shower. Setting the temperature right, she pressed the button and water came pouring down. Khushi shut her eyes, feeling relaxed as the water poured.

Meanwhile, Arnav was going through his phone, when he realized that Khushi hadn't shut the bathroom door.

Hmm, should I, he wondered.

And he went in. He saw Khushi in the shower and he opened the door to the shower and went in, shutting the door behind. Khushi felt his presence and before she could even turn, Arnav slithered his arms around her waist.

Khushi smiled. "You followed me in?"

"It was an open invite."

Khushi turned her head to look at him.

"You left the door open."

Khushi made an 'o' shape with her mouth and nodded. "Oops."

*MATURE CONTENT*
Arnav smiled and kissed her cheek. "Khushi?"

"Hmm?"

He kissed her shoulders, giving a bite into one. Khushi clutched into his hands and gulped.

"Arnav… don't."

"I can't…."

He rubbed his nose against her neck and shoulder and Khushi held his hands.

"Arnav please… we don't even have protection."

Arnav let go of Khushi and leaned her against the wall. "Not a problem," and he began to suck on her neck.

"Arnav… but you never know-"

"Khushi, nothing will happen. … It's just once."

"But Arnav-"

Arnav sealed her lips with his. "No buts Khushi."

Khushi looked into his eyes and saw the want he had for her. She just gulped and nodded. Her chest began to heave and Arnav tucked her hair behind her ear.

Arnav leaned in and kissed her softly on her lips. He let go and looked at her, reassuring her, and then kissed her again. They kissed crazily, the water pouring down on them. Arnav clutched onto her hands, his fingers through hers, and raised them up above her head, on the sides. He sucked on her neck and bit into it, Khushi crying out.

"Aaaaah! Arnav…."

Arnav looked into her eyes and Khushi saw the desire and hunger in his eyes. Her eyes weren't showing any less, showing how she was begging for him. Without wasting another second, he entered her and Khushi gripped onto his hands. Her chest heaved as she looked into his passion, love-filled eyes.

They kissed again and Arnav thrusted slowly.

"Mmph… Arnav…."

Arnav let go and thrusted harder and Khushi gripped onto his hands harder, gasping.

"Aaaaaah! Arnav…" she gulped. "Oh my gosh!"

Arnav released his hand and lifted her leg and wrapped it around his waist. He went even harder and Khushi let her free hand go through his arm and held onto his shoulder.

"Arnav…."

Arnav lifted her up slightly and wrapped her other leg around his waist, holding her and having her against the wall. He thrusted really hard, and Khushi's body felt very sensitive.

"Oh my gosh! Arnav… aaaaaah! This feels so good! Aaaaah!"

Arnav buried his face into the crook of her shoulder and thrusted really hard, when he felt her come. Khushi relaxed, resting her head on his shoulder, breathing heavily. Arnav let her down and Khushi held onto him, him holding her tightly and securely.

"Arnav?"

"Hmm?"

"What if…."

"What if what, Khushi?"

"What if… if I get pregnant."

Arnav tilted her face up to meet her eyes. "Don't worry. It was just once. I don't think anything will happen."

Khushi nodded.

"You trust me right?"

Khushi nodded. "Always."

Arnav kissed her softly on her lips. "Well Khushi, could you do me a favor?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, because of last night, and how I spread my come all over your body…"

Khushi blushed.

"… and we had… an extreme night… could you help me clean up? I mean, I've got my own come on my body."

Khushi smiled. "Of course."

Both Arnav and Khushi helped give each other a shower, scrubbing each others body.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm?"

"Could you help me wash my hair? After all there's cum in there too."

Khushi smiled lightly. Of course she had gotten cum in his hair. In between their love making session, Arnav had gotten up, sitting, and Khushi was on her knees, sitting on his lap. They were too busy kissing each other wildly, that Khushi kept tugging and tangling his hair with her hands, which had come spread all over.

"Of course," Khushi smiled.

Khushi helped scrub his hair clean, as well as did Arnav help scrub her hair clean. They held onto each other as they let the water wash away everything, giving each other a little scrub to make sure all the shampoo and soap went away.

Once their shower session was over, both got dressed. Khushi had gotten dressed first and she quickly headed downstairs to get breakfast ready. She got the toast and butter ready and poured Arnav some orange juice.

"Arnav! Your breakfast is ready!"

Khushi placed his breakfast on the table and looked up and gaped. Arnav was wearing a black Armani suit with a silky navy blue shirt. Khushi's jaws had dropped and she blinked.

Arnav loved how he was able to make his wife react like this. He went over to her and held her by her waist and shut her mouth. "Baby, don't do that - a fly will go in."

Khushi nodded and Arnav smirked. He led her to the table and had her sit and he got her breakfast and sat down next to her. They ate, Khushi unable to look away from her irresistibly, sexy husband.

"Khushi, if you keep looking at me like that, I won't go to work."

"Why not?"

"Let's just say that my suit will no longer be on my body and nor will your anarkali."

Khushi blushed and ate her toast. Arnav smiled and finished his breakfast. Once finished, he prepared to leave and Khushi walked Arnav to the elevator.

Arnav turned and looked at Khushi. "I don't feel like going."

"Arnav, it's okay. I'll be fine."

"But you'll be all alone."

"I'll be fine."

"You sure," he asked, caressing her face.

"Positive," and she leaned in and kissed him. "I love you."

"I love you too. … but I still don't feel like going."

Khushi shook her head and pressed the button. The elevator arrived and Arnav bent down and opened it up and moved the gates apart.

"You sure," Arnav asked.

Khushi pushed him slightly. "Yes. Now go."

"Not without a kiss!"

"I just kissed you!"

"So! Kiss me again," and he leaned in.

Khushi placed her hands in between them. "Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada."

Arnav raised an eyebrow.

"If you don't get to work on time, you will be fired."

"Says who?"

"Says me."

"And who are you?"

Khushi wrapped her arms around his neck. "Your wife - the woman you love the most."

Arnav smiled. "How true," and he kissed her.

"Now go to work."

"Buzz killer."

Khushi shook her head and lightly pushed him into the elevator. "Love you."

"Love you too babe."

Khushi blew one last kiss and Arnav pretended to catch it and placed his hand to his heart, storing her kiss away. He shut the door and shut the gate and the elevator went down. Khushi turned and looked at the loft and began her days work.

Spending the day cleaning the loft, cooking, and other house work, the day passed by and Khushi sat down at the dining table and sighed. The work was done and there was nothing left to do, so she began to think of Arnav.

Her phone rang and while she was in daze, she picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Thinking about me?"

Khushi snapped back to reality. "Arnav?"

Arnav smirked. "Well?"

Khushi sighed. "Yeah. So how's work?"

"Fine. Bored now."

"Hmm…. Did you eat?"

"Uh…."

Khushi sat up straight. "Arnav, why haven't you eaten yet?"

"Cause I wanna eat your food?"

Khushi shook her head. "Really Arnav?"

"What," he asked innocently. "Not my fault if you cook so good."

"Well. If I cook so well."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

Khushi just shook her head.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm?"

"Could you come to the office?"

"Why?"

"To bring me food?"

"You sure? Wouldn't it be weird?"

"I'm the boss. No one would have guts to say anything."

Khushi chuckled. "Big headed much."

"Don't forget sexy."

Khushi shook her head. "Fine."

"Great. I'll send a car over."

Chapter Sixteen

"Arnav, stop," she gasped.

Arnav froze and scrunched his eyebrows. "What's wrong?"

Khushi's chest heaved as she tried to regain her breath. When she did, she sat up, making Arnav move to her side.

"Is everything alright Khushi?"

She nodded. "It's just that…."

"That what?"

"Well…" She hesitated.

Arnav caressed her cheek. "What is it Khushi? Tell me."

She gulped and held his hand that was holding her cheek. "I… I…."

"You…?"

"I…."

"You what Khushi? Tell me sweetheart."

Khushi let out her breath. "Well… I want to… I want to pleasure you."

Arnav blinked. "What?"

"I want to… pleasure you…?"

Arnav gave a crooked grin and scoffed. "Why?"

"Well, it's your birthday and…."

"… and…?"

"And… I wanted to… treat you."

"Treat me?"

Khushi nodded. "So… may I?"

Arnav raised an eyebrow. "Did you just say "may I"?"

Khushi shrugged.

"You're so cute," he chuckled.

Khushi pouted and Arnav gave her a kiss on her lips.

"Fine," he murmured on her lips. "You want to pleasure me? Fine. I won't stop you."

Khushi looked up at him. "Really?"

He nodded. "Really."

*MATURE CONTENT AHEAD*

Khushi smiled, looking down. She looked at his manhood, while Arnav was confused at what she was looking at. He looked down and smirked crookedly and then looked at her.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm?" She didn't remove her eyes from his manhood.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm?" This time she sounded a little irritated, which made Arnav smirk even more.

"Khushi," and he took her hand in his.

Khushi looked up at him as Arnav took her hand and placed it on his manhood.

"Do you feel comfortable," Arnav asked.

Khushi looked at her hand on his manhood. She slowly moved her hand on it, touching it and feeling amazed how just his manhood made her feel on top of the world. Little did she know that her innocent touch, along with her innocent strokes, was turning Arnav on.

"Khushi…."

Khushi stopped and looked up at Arnav. He looked like he was in pleasure and Khushi scrunched her eyebrows.

"Khushi, don't stop," he breathed.

Khushi looked back down at his manhood and stroked it again. Arnav relaxed, feeling her hands do wonders to it.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you really wanna pleasure me?"

She nodded. "Yes."

"Do you feel comfortable holding it?"

She nodded. "Yes."

"Then will you take it in your mouth?"

Khushi got confused. "My… mouth…?"

"Yeah. … your mouth."

Khushi was unsure. She knew what he was talking about. After all she had learned about sex. He was talking about oral sex.

Of course I can, she thought. If Arnav can do it to me, I can do it him. … yeah… I can give him oral sex. … I can….

Khushi looked up at Arnav, who had his eyebrows scrunched. Khushi lightly pushed him back, making him lie down. She came on top and kissed him softly on his lips. When she broke away, she slowly went down, giving wet kisses down his chest. Arnav just relaxed , loving what Khushi was already doing. She was being cute and yet such a big tease.

Khushi was down at his manhood and gave it a wet kiss. Arnav took in a deep breath, shutting his eyes to relax. Khushi took it in her hands and gently stroked it, running her hands on it. She gently rubbed it and she looked up at Arnav. He was getting eager, and a little switch triggered off in Khushi's head, turning her into a sexy beast. She licked her lips seductively and Arnav was desiring her lips on his part that moment. Reading his mind, she ran the tip on her lips, and Arnav shut his eyes, relaxing.

It was like as if his part was her lipstick. She noticed Arnav feeling relaxed, and then she put it in her mouth, doing wonders.

"Oh shit," Arnav yelled out. "Yeah!"

Khushi did it even more, going further and moving her hands swiftly.

"F*ck!"

Arnav couldn't believe this was his Khushi. So inexperienced, yet hidden talent was within her. Her moves were swift and Arnav absolutely loved it.

"Shit!"

Khushi loved how he was reacting. Yeah, it wasn't like the moans she would yell, but what do you expect? He is a GUY after all. And guys are always moaning sex talk. But it sure was sexy how Arnav was loving it.

Arnav held her hair, making sure it wouldn't get in her way. "Oh yeah f*ck!"

Khushi paid attention to every part, sucking on it with such a pressure, it made Arnav feel spectacular. Arnav was starting to want Khushi, but Khushi wasn't letting go so easily. She let go and looked at Arnav, breathing, letting her chest heave purposely. Arnav looked like he was in heaven and he looked at Khushi. She had a sexy gleam in her eyes and that was enough to turn him on.

Khushi stroked his manhood, not removing her eyes off of him, and moved her breasts closer to his standing pride. She let it rub through her cleavage, her squeezing her breasts closer. Arnav rested his head back and shut his eyes. His Khushi was very, VERY… naughty indeed.

Khushi put his pride back in her mouth and continued the sweet pleasure and Arnav moaned.

"Khushi… shit! This is so awesome!"

Khushi continued and Arnav was about to cum. She let go to catch her breath and she tossed her head back to catch her breath, rubbing his pride with such force, it made Arnav cum within seconds. It splattered out onto Khushi's chest, Khushi shutting her eyes and gasping, some getting on her lips.

Arnav cummed a little bit more, not removing his eyes off of Khushi. He looked at her as her chest heaved. Khushi looked at her body and touched it. Cum was on her hands and she looked at Arnav. He was wondering if she accepted it like how he accepted her cum.

Khushi rubbed his cum all over her breasts and stomach, shutting her eyes as she pleasured herself. It turned Arnav on and he let out a bit more. Khushi placed more around her body and looked at Arnav with a gleam in her eyes. She still had cum on her lips.

Would she, Arnav wondered.

Khushi licked her lips seductively and Arnav relaxed. She indeed, did accept every part of him.

Arnav tossed her over and laid her flat. Without wasting any more time, he quickly got out a condom and swiftly entered her. Unable to control himself, he went really hard at the instant and Khushi moaned insanely! At her peak, she cummed and both relaxed, Arnav moving slowly.

He collapsed beside her and both caught their breaths. Arnav pulled Khushi in and she fell asleep on his chest, both lightly breathing as they slept.

Chapter Fifteen

Khushi just looked at Arnav. He had gotten serious-looking, and she wondered if something went wrong, when meeting with his dad.

"Arnav-"

He turned away and looked straight at the city.

"Arnav? Did everything go okay?" She placed her hand on his shoulder.

Arnav shrugged it away.

"Arnav-"

"Khushi, I have more responsibilities now."

"What?"

"I mean I have other things to put my interests on." He turned and looked at her.

"Well-"

"Khushi, I can't be distracted like this anymore."

She scrunched her eyebrows. "I-"

"And I especially have to lower down the amount of time I spend with you."

"Well…-"

"I'll have to spend my time with other people."

Khushi parted her lips to say something but she said nothing.

"Well…?"

"Well… if you have to spend time with other's, then…."

"And… if it's with another woman…?"

Khushi looked up at him, her lips parted. "Well… then I guess… you… you will," she said, with great effort.

Arnav looked at the disappointment spreading on her face and pulled her in to a hug. "Sweetheart, you're just adorable."

Khushi looked up at him.

He smiled. "Dad hired me."

Khushi looked at him in wonder. "… what?"

"I'm co-owner, like before, and I'm VP. Second in charge," he said proudly.

Khushi smiled, ecstatic. "Oh my gosh! Arnav! Congrats!" And she gave him a hug. "I'm so proud of you!"

Arnav hugged her back. "Thank you Khushi." He looked at her. "It's all because of you."

"Me? How?"

He smiled and caressed her cheek. "You're my good luck charm."

Khushi smiled and hugged him. "YOU'RE my good luck charm."

He looked down at her. "How?"

She smiled. "Ever since you came into my life, theres been nothing but happiness in my life."

Arnav smiled and caressed her face and kissed her lips softly. Khushi kissed him back, a smile spread across her lips. He let go and looked at her. The two got stuck into eye lock, unable to look away.

*Rabba Ve moment*

He swooped down and picked her up. Khushi wrapped her arms around his neck, and Arnav led them back inside. He turned off all the lights and made sure everything was closed, and then headed upstairs. He set her down on the bed and then left.

Khushi sat up. "Arnav?"

Arnav had turned off the lights and he lit up vanilla-scented candles. He turned and looked at her and Khushi gazed away at him. With the candlelight shining just right on his face, Khushi slightly bit her lip.

Arnav unbuttoned his shirt slowly, not taking his eyes off of her. He watched as Khushi gazed away at him, her biting her lip even harder. He took off his shirt, revealing his sculpted chest, it shining in the candlelight. He walked over to Khushi and Khushi blushed, looking away. He got on the bed and crawled over to her. Khushi held the bed sheets below, grasping onto it. Arnav went over to Khushi, trapping her. Khushi looked away, blushing, unable to look at him.

"Khushi…."

She blushed harder and gripped onto the sheets harder. Arnav rubbed his cheek on hers and she shut her eyes. She slowly turned and looked at him and Arnav caressed her cheek and she shut her eyes, leaning on it. She looked back at him and Arnav leaned in and kissed her.

He kissed her softly and Khushi stayed still. When he broke away, Khushi looked at him. She caressed his face and smiled lightly.

"I love you Arnav."

"I love you too."

*Mature Content Ahead*

Arnav leaned in and kissed her, Khushi holding onto his face. He kissed her hard, but passionately. Khushi kissed back, not ever wanting to let go. Arnav moved to her neck instantly, and Khushi gripped onto his hair.

"Aah… Arnav…."

Khushi moved her other hand to his back, running her fingers on his back. Arnav laid her down, not breaking away from her neck. He sucked away on it and Khushi held onto him, breathing heavily.

"Arnav…."

Arnav bit down and Khushi gripped into him.

"Arnav!…"

He went back to her lips and kissed her. Arnav slowly trailed down, kissing his way down, over her dress. he lifted her dress and kissed above her black and lacy lingerie. It was already wet and she was getting wetter.

"Arnav," she gasped.

He sucked over the fragile cloth and Khushi gasped again. Arnav removed the piece of cloth and moved her dress up. He looked at Khushi and saw her chest heaving. Khushi gulped and looked at him. Arnav made little circles on her thighs and Khushi got even more nervous. Arnav kissed her inner right thigh and she shivered.

"Arnav…."

Arnav kissed her inner left thigh, and slowly went closer to her lower region. Just as he got close to it, he moved away and Khushi got confused.

"Arnav?"

He smirked and went back to the right thigh and kissed it and slowly went up to her lower region.

"Arnav…."

But just as he got near it, he let go.

"Arnav…?"

Arnav did it again, being a tease on her left thigh, and just as he reached her core, he moved away.

"Arnav," she whined.

"Want me that bad," he whispered against her right thigh.

She nodded. "Very bad…."

He went closer to her core. "Badly?"

She gulped. "Very badly…."

He went even closer. "That badly?"

She gripped his hair. "Very badly," she whispered.

Arnav kissed her lower region, and Khushi gripped his hair. She was already wet and his lips were covered with her liquid. He looked up at her with a devilish grin. Khushi's chest heaved as she looked at him. He licked his lips, taking in her juice and Khushi gulped, wanting him to do his deeds already.

Arnav kissed her lips and Khushi tasted herself. When he broke away, he took her taste and licked his lips. It amazed Khushi how Arnav took in every part of her. Be it her body, her soul, or her taste - he accepted everything.

Arnav trailed back down, raising her dress higher, and he kissed her lower region. Khushi squirmed and scrunched his hair. Arnav began to suck on her clit and Khushi gasped. Her eyes widened and she fisted his hair.

"Arnav…."

Arnav sucked even harder and Khushi gasped once more. He sucked and sucked and Khushi was squirming.

"Aah… Aahrnaahav…."

He let his tongue do the magic, thrusting in and out of her core, and Khushi felt like her body was floating. Her back arched and her core ached, and she breathed heavily.

"Ahr… nahv…."

Khushi gulped as Arnav did what he did. She squirmed, tossing her head side to side, loving what her husband was doing to her. Her chest heaved from the wonders of her husbands doing, and she absolutely loved it.

Arnav slowed down, and Khushi didn't like it.

"Arnav… Arnav, please… more… more," she begged.

Arnav purposely went slower and Khushi let out a little squeak.

"Arnav… please… please," she begged.

But he purposely went slower.

"Please… Arnav… more… Arnav…."

But Arnav didn't pay attention, wanting to see what his wife would do. And indeed she did do something. Khushi clutched onto his hair harder and rocked her body. Arnav was amazed by how much she really wanted it. She rocked her body, feeling his tongue within her. Arnav liked this and darted his tongue in and out of her.

"Aaaaaah! … aaaaaaaah! … Arnaaaaaaaav… aaaaaaaaah!"

Khushi moaned and moaned and made Arnav act even more, darting his tongue even faster.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! … aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Aaaaaarrrnaaaaav!"

Arnav darted his tongue even faster and Khushi rocked her body even more. They were in sync, their bodies in rhythm. Not just their bodies, but their breathing and panting were in sync, creating a symphony.


"Oooooh! … Aaarnaaav! I-I love you… I love you so much… aaaaaah!"

Arnav darted his tongue even faster and Khushi's heart skipped a beat. She began to rub his face to her part, his grizzles making things feel even better. It not only tickled, but gave an extra spark-feeling.

"Aaaaah! Yeaaaah! Aaaaaah! Aaaarnaaav! Aaaaaah! Mmmpphhh! Yeeeaaaah!!!"

She moaned out as loud as possible. Had the loft not kept in all the noise, maybe the neighbors would've heard too.

"Aaaaaaaaah! Arnav! Aaaaaaah! You're so good!!!!"

Arnav's tongue hit the g-spot and Khushi felt her world rocking.

"Oh my gosh! Arnav! … Arnav!!"

After doing a few more wonders with his tongue and Khushi was done rubbing his face against her femininity, Arnav looked up at her. Khushi looked at his red face, it red from her rubbing his face against her body.

Arnav looked at her hungrily and Khushi wanted him really bad. She wanted to feel his part in her, like the usual, but today, she wanted even more.

Arnav moved up and kissed her hard, Khushi tasting her own juice. The two let go and gasped. Khushi tried to get back her breath, and Arnav moved his hands to her back. He lifted her up a bit and unzipped her dress. He picked it up and threw it over her head, it dropping on the floor. Khushi's chest heaved and Arnav took hold of her breasts and sucked on them, on the top. He moved his hands back to her back and unhooked her strapless bra, and he moved it away, tossing it to the floor.

"Arnav…."

Arnav took hold of her breasts and sucked on them. Khushi gripped into his hair and tossed her head back, moaning. He treated her breast equally, sucking and massaging them. He gave love bites to both, and he looked at her perky peaks.

Khushi was breathing heavily, slightly pouting as she caught her breath. Arnav looked up at her, circling her nipples. Khushi didn't remove her eyes from him as he circled them. He leaned in and kissed on of them and Khushi shut her eyes, turning away. Arnav licked the other and Khushi shuddered. She was so into it, Arnav then took her breaks entirely in his mouth and sucked on it hard.

"Aaaaaah! Arnav," she shook.

Arnav took the other and did the same.

"Aaaaarnaaaaav!"

Arnav circled her nipples with his tongue and then bit them.

"Aaaaaaaaaaah! Aaaaaarrrrnnnnaaaaavvv!"

He did it with the other and Khushi gave the same reaction. Arnav then moved to her lips and kissed her.

As he kissed her, Arnav took of his pants and boxers, and was about to do his deed, when Khushi broke away.

"Arnav, stop," she gasped.

Arnav froze and scrunched his eyebrows. "What's wrong?"

Chapter Fourteen

Arnav took a nice warm shower and spent about half an hour in there. When he came out, his nose was attracted to something that smelled really good. He went over by the rail and looked down at the kitchen. He saw Khushi there, busy cooking something up.

He went downstairs and wrapped his arms around Khushi's waist. She jumped a little bit and turned her head and looked at him.

"Hey baby," Arnav said into her neck.

"Hey."

"What you doing?"

"Just cooking some stuff up."

"Why?"

Khushi moved, Arnav moving along with her, and she got the salad ready. "Why do you think?"

Arnav moved his hands on top of hers and held onto them. "You tell me."

Arnav was trying to distract Khushi, but she didn't let him. "You'll find out for yourself."

Khushi slowly brushed him away, and took the salad bowl to the table. Arnav leaned against the counter and watched her. Khushi set the salad bowl down and took out a lighter and lit the candles. Setting everything right she looked proudly at her decor and then turned at Arnav and gaped.

She hadn't even realized that Arnav was only in his towel. A simple white towel, covering just the part. Arnav noticed Khushi's eyes weren't met with his and looked down at his towel. Arnav had a devilish grin playing on his face and he neared in on his wife.

Khushi realized where he was going with this, and she slowly back away. But Arnav was slick and she ended up leaning against the table.

"A-Arnav-"

"Ssh…."

Khushi gulped as Arnav looked down at her lips. "Arnav-"

"Not. One. Word."

She shuddered.

Arnav slowly brought his hands to her waist and slowly traveled them up her body. Khushi had shivers running through her body as Arnav teased her.

"Arnav-"

"Khushi," he said seductively.

Arnav leaned in and nibbled on her neck. Khushi placed her hands on his hard, lean, sculpted chest and stood still.

"Arnav," she whispered.

"Khushi," he murmured against her neck.

"Arnav…."

"Khushi," he blew into her neck.

It gave her the chills. "Arnav…."

"Baby… I don't know if I'll be able to control myself for long."

"Arnav…."

"Let's go upstairs."

"Arnav?"

"What is it baby?"

"Arnav… the pasta!"

Arnav looked at her. "What?"

Khushi moved him away and checked on the pasta.

"What the?"

Khushi stirred it around a bit. "Arnav, go upstairs and get ready."

"Why?"

Khushi turned and got mad. "Humne kahan na?! Go and get dressed!"

"Okay! Okay! Geez!"

Arnav left upstairs to the bathroom and got dressed. He wore black skinny jeans, a silky purple button down shirt, the first two buttons unbuttoned, and wore a black vest on top. When he came out, he saw that Khushi wasn't there, which made him wonder: if he was dressing up, wouldn't she?

He went downstairs and saw the table ready for two.

"Wow."

Arnav turned and saw Khushi coming from the balcony. She was in a beautiful black mini dress, all laced up and studded under her bosoms.

Khushi's dress:

Arnav had to control himself from drooling. He had indeed seen many women dressed in short dresses, but Khushi was something else. It was just her charm that gave him a humble, warm feeling. And when together? Even warmer ;-) :$

Khushi approached him. "You're looking very handsome."

Arnav held her by her waist and pulled her in. "And you're looking beautiful."

Khushi smiled softly and pecked his lips. "Happy birthday."

"It won't be happy if you kiss me like that," he smirked.

Khushi shook her head and gave him a good 10-second kiss. "Now?"

"A little better. It'll really be a happy one at night."

Khushi understood and shook her head. "Come and look at all the presents that came in."

She led him to the living area and showed all the presents that were piled up on the sofa, going all the way around.

Arnav sighed. "These people really know how to irritate me."

Khushi gave him a look. "Arnav, please. These people love you, which is why they sent you gifts. I'm just surprised by the number of friends you have."

"Khushi, they're not ALL my friends."

"What?"

Arnav walked over to the gifts and looked at them. He picked up one gift wrapped in purple gift-wrap. "This one is from Scott. I don't even know a Scott." He looked through some other gifts and picked up a box wrapped in yellow gift-wrap. "Katherine. She was one of my exes."

"What? Throw that out!"

Arnav raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"You heard me!"

Arnav dropped the gift and walked over to her and pulled her in close and Khushi realized what she had said.

"I-"

"You what Khushi?"

She didn't say anything.

"Are you…" he looked her up and down. "Are you jealous?"

Khushi's eyes widened and she looked up at him. "N-no."

"Really?"

She nodded.

Arnav raised an eyebrow and then she quickly shook her head.

Arnav kissed her. "You're so cute," he chuckled.

"Are you making fun of me," she pouted.

"No," he smiled and kissed her and then caressed her cheek. "I'm getting hungry."

Khushi smiled and took his hand in hers and led him to the dining area and made him sit down. She served him his food and was about to sit down when he stopped her.

"How about we eat together?"

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows. "Together?" She looked at the plate. "One plate. Two people." She looked back at him. "Aren't you the romanticist."

Arnav just shrugged and made her sit on his lap.

She smiled. "If you say so."

Arnav nodded and tried to feed her but she stopped him.

"Your birthday," she said, as she took the fork from him, "so," and she fed him, "you first."

Arnav smiled as he chewed and then fed her. They fed each other back and forth and joked around until they finished.

"Uh, Arnav?"

"Hmm?"

"You have a little…."

Arnav touched his face.

"Not there."

Arnav tried to get the food but didn't get it.

"No, um, not there either."

"Then where?"

Khushi leaned in and licked it off the right side of his face, close to his lips. Arnav looked at her and then the empty plate and took some food up with his finger and placed it on his face. Khushi giggled and got off of him.

"Hey! Clean it off," Arnav whined.

Khushi shook her head. "Nope."

"Come back," he whined again.

She placed her hands behind her back. "Nope."

Arnav started to chase her around and they went out to the balcony. Arnav caught her and swung her off her feet from behind, and spun her around.

"Arnav," she laughed.

He placed her down and made her face him, holding her waist. "Lick it."

"Excuse me?"

"Lick it," and he moved his face closer.

"Arnav stop," she squealed, moving away.

"Lick it!"

"Arnav," she whined.

"Khushi," he whined back.

She pouted.

"Khushi, of you don't lick it off, then I'm going to bed like this."

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah. And you'll find cockroaches on my face in the morning."

"Eww! Cockroach? Yuck!"

"Scared of 'Em?"

"They disgust me!"

"Then lick it off."

Khushi just looked at him, shaking her head, and then held his face and gave him a wet kiss, licking the food away. "You're impossible."

"I know."

She smiled and gave him a hug. "Arnav?"

"Hmm?"

"Well…."

"What?"

"Well… ever since…."

"Ever since what?"

"Ever since you… came back from Papa's office…."

Arnav moved away to look at her.

"I mean, you didn't say anything so…."

Arnav just looked at Khushi with a serious look on his face.

Chapter Thirteen

Arnav sat in front of the huge flat screen and watched the basketball game. Khushi and him had already had dinner and Khushi had disappeared of upstairs. It had been a while now and Arnav started to wonder.

I'll go up when the game ends, he decided. After all this is the last quarter.

The game ended and Arnav headed upstairs, turning everything off, the lights off as well. He checked the stove to make sure it was off and locked all the doors to the balconies. Better safe than sorry

He went up the stairs and didn't see Khushi. He went over to the bathroom door and knocked on it. "Khushi?"

No reply.

"Khushi?"

Still nothing.

"Khushi?!"

"What?"

Arnav sighed and rolled his eyes. "Khushi, why didn't you reply the first time?!"

"I was in the shower! Geez!"

"Oh. ' sorry."

"Its okay."

Arnav went over to the bed and sat down. He grabbed his MacBook and logged onto Facebook. After a few minutes passed, he heard the bathroom door click. He looked up and his eyes widened so much, he thought they would fall out.

Out came Khushi, in a black romper, that was right up to her upper thighs.

The romper:
http://mobi.victoriassecret.com/sleepwear/corsets-and-teddies/ruffle-trim-romper-sexy-little-things?ProductID=90660&CatalogueType=OLS

Arnav couldn't even remove his eyes off of her. But what also caught his attention was the little pink bow on her head. She looked adorable yes, but once you looked down at her full outfit' speechless.

Arnav shut his MacBook and walked over to her. Khushi smiled at him shyly and once he got in front of her, he looked her up and down. Her legs were entirely on display, her cle*vage being the torture.

And then it hit him.

"Khushi."

"Hmm?"

"You look'."

"I look'?"

"You look like'."

"I look like'?"

"You look'" He walked around her, looking her up and down, his arms crossed. "You look like'."

"Look like what?"

He didn't say anything and continued to circle her, analyzing her. Khushi looked down at herself and wondered.

Does he think I look like a little kid, she wondered. "What do I look like?"

"You look like'."

Oh my gosh, if he says I look like a little kid-!

"You look like a'."

If he seriously says I look like a little kid, I'll get so mad, I'll kill him' okay maybe I won't, but I'll hurt him.

"Khushi, you look like a'."

"Like a what Arnav?"

Arnav stopped in front of her, his arms crossed, and he sighed. "Khushi, you look like a good playboy model."

Khushi blinked once and then sighed.

Arnav scrunched his eyebrows. "Why do you look relieved?"

"Because I thought you were going to call me a little kid! Thankfully, you didn't."

"Yet I called you a good playboy model'?"

"So?"

"Khushi, do you even know what playboy is?"

"Isn't that like a female version of a player?"

"Are you serious?"

"No, that's just a b*tch. A playboy model is' is'" and she gasped.

Arnav smirked, trying not to laugh and Khushi came at him, pounding her little fists on his hard chest.

"Hey! Hey! Khushi stop-"

"Do I look like a wh*re to you," she squealed, pounding her fists on him.

Arnav was stepping back as she kept hitting him, until he grabbed her wrists and turned and leaned her against the wall. "No. That's why I said the good ones."

"What difference does it make?!"

"Well the bad ones are' self-explanatory. As for the good ones, the good ones wear corsets and have bunny ears on. You on the other hand have a little bow on your head."

Khushi looked up at it. "It's at least cute."

Arnav nodded. "It is."

Khushi just pursed her lips.

"But, um' why, did you do all this?"

"Why do you think silly? For your birthday."

"My birthday?"

"Yup!" Khushi released herself and placed her hands on her hips. "From me to you, I'M your birthday present."

Arnav raised an eyebrow. "You? My birthday present?"

Khushi smiled and nodded happily.

Arnav looked her up and down again. "Hmm, I like."

Khushi placed her arms around his neck. "Me' or the outfit?"

Arnav held her waist and pulled her closer. "Both."

Khushi smirked slyly. "That's why I added a new list to my shopping list."

"And what's that?"

"A "for-Arnav" list."

Arnav raised his eyebrows, impressed. "Hmm, I think I like that list."

Khushi giggled. "I knew you would."

Arnav smiled. "But I must ask, what else did you buy on that list?"

"You'll see for yourself."

"And when will that be?"

"In time sweetheart, in time."

Arnav smiled, Khushi smiling as well and both leaned in for a kiss.

"Do you like your present," Khushi asked, when she broke away, murmuring on his lips.

"I love it," he murmured back.

A smile appeared on Khushi's face and she leaned back in.

"Although," Arnav said, breaking away from her, "I think I'll open this present later."

Khushi blushed and she buried her face into his chest and hugged him, Arnav holding her and kissing the top of her head, holding her close to him.

Chapter Twelve

Khushi and Arnav walked into Victoria's Secret. Arnav decided that he would wait by the entrance while she shopped around. Khushi felt bad but Arnav didn't mind, knowing she still felt uncomfortable about all this.

Khushi went through the store and found some body sprays and lotions that smelled good to her. She did some undergarment shopping, bought some stuff from the PINK section, and then did some extra shopping, which she named for-Arnav shopping.

Once she was done, she paid for it and joined Arnav and they left. On the train, Arnav got curious.

"So what you buy," he asked.

"A: improper grammar."

Arnav smirked.

"B: you'll see."

"Oh? Surprises now, huh?"

She smiled. "You'll just have to wait and see."

They got off at their stop and walked to their building. They got inside the loft and Arnav froze. Khushi looked at him in confusion and then looked at what he was looking at - it was her in-laws.

"My, my, my! I see we're holding hands already," Arnav's mother said. She was smiling end to end and went over to Khushi and gave her a big hug. "So much in just a short time!" She caressed Arnav's cheek. "Always be happy."

Arnav and Khushi smiled.

"Well I'm just glad the two are close now, eh," Arnav's father said, walking over to Arnav and nudging him.

"Dad," Arnav said, slightly embarrassed.

"Anyways, come visit me at the office tomorrow - we have important matters to talk about."

"Uh, sure."

"And a little gift from us to you," his mother said, giving him little gift, all wrapped up in red.

"Mom, you didn't have to."

"How could I not?!"

Khushi got confused and Arnav's mother shook her head.

"He didn't tell you did he," she asked looking at Arnav.

"Uh… I was?" Arnav tried but his mother shook her head.

"It's his birthday tomorrow."

Khushi looked at Arnav in shock, surprised Arnav hadn't told her a thing. And he said that he loved her. Wow.

"Don't worry sweetheart. Its a thing that runs in the family."

"Oh great! Here we go," Arnav's father exclaimed.

"Well its true!" She looked at Khushi. "When I got married to your Papa, I didn't know until my mother in-law told me!"

"Really," Khushi asked.

"Haan! This started way back to my great grandfather in-law. ever since then, it's become a tradition," she chuckled.

Khushi couldn't help but chuckle too and the Raizada men rolled their eyes.

"Sweety, don't give me that look," Arnav's mother said, "or you'll be sleeping alone tonight."

"What?! Why-"

"Don't ask why mister. You know why."

"Oh stop it you two," Arnav said. "Sometimes you guys can be impossible!"

"They're just being couple," Khushi defended.

"Exactly," his mother said. "Oh, my bahu is just so understanding. Unlike you two men."

The men were taken aback.

"Mom-"

"Arnav, it's rude to talk back to your mom," Khushi said.

"But-"

"Dont talk back to her otherwise you'll be sleeping on the sofa."

Arnav stood quiet and confused. What the? What just happened, he thought.

"Oh, he has his "what the" face on," his mother said.

"Mom," Arnav said, embarrassed.

"Chote, I'm your mother. You've had that face since you were a baby. I tell you Khushi! When he was a baby-"

"OKAY mom, I think that's enough," he warned, embarrassed.

"Aww, he's getting embarrassed. Fine," she leaned towards Khushi and whispered "I'll tell you some other time."

Khushi giggled, as well as did her mother in-law and her father in-law shook his head. Arnav was going red from embarrassment and wanted to hide under a rock.

"We'll leave now then," his father said, and the two left.

Khushi couldn't help but giggle after the two left and Arnav was embarrassed. He tried to walk away but Khushi stopped him.

"Where do you think you're going," she asked.

"Upstairs to change."

"How come you didn't tell me?"

"Tell you what?"

"About your birthday."

"Cause I don't really care. It's not a big deal-"

"Yeah it is. It's the day you came into this world!"

"So?"

Khushi just shook her head.

"Look, honestly, I don't care. Every year the day comes, I get you few phone calls, texts, presents, and thats it. Nothing special right?"

"But-"

"So why bother?" And with that, he went upstairs to change.

Khushi stood there and wondered. If I were to give him a really good present… could that change his opinion?

She looked down at the bags in her hand.

Maybe… just maybe it might.