Chapter Eight

Arnav had heard the *ding* but didn't want to pay attention to it. Indeed it was the elevator and now Arnav was fuming to know who it was who was interrupting his moment with his wife.

Khushi noticed him fuming and held onto Arnav's hands, as he turned. He looked back at her and she shook her head, gesturing him not to get hot headed.

The doors to the elevator opened. "Arnav," a voice called out - it was a girl's voice.

Khushi didn't recognize it, but Arnav did. He stood in front of Khushi, covering her and he brought her hands through his arms, making her hold onto his shoulders.

"Arnav," the voice called out again.

Arnav stood still, confidence all over. Khushi hid herself behind him as she heard the footsteps.

"Arnav," the voice called out again.

The person came in, revealing a girl. Khushi had no clue who she was. She looked around, looking for Arnav.

"Arnav! Ar-" She saw him standing at the windows and smiled. "There you are! I've been calling you since-"

She stopped. She noticed Khushi poking her was out slowly and she stared right at her. Arnav noticed and looked at Khushi, and Khushi looked back at him. She looked so innocently cute, Arnav wanted to devour her lips at that moment. Of course, right now, he needed to control.

"Arnav? Who is she," the girl asked.

"Sheetal, you must be stupid," Arnav simply replied.

Khushi looked at her. Sheetal, Khushi wondered.

"Arnav, you must be kidding me right?"

"What do you think?"

Sheetal chuckled. "Arnav, you were joking weren't you? I mean when I got your text, I couldn't help but laugh. You? And getting married? That was never in your book," she chuckled.

Arnav just looked away.

"Oh come on Arnav," she chuckled, "you really didn't get married, did you?"

"Actually, I did." He slowly moved Khushi aside, his left hand over her butt, hiding it, and his right arm through her left, going down to her butt too, to hide. "This is my wife, Khushi."

Khushi felt completely awkward, but she gripped onto his shoulders. Sheetal stared wide eyed. She couldn't believe that in front of her was another girl with Arnav, that too that she was naked!

"Arnav-"

"Sheetal, I told you in that text that I was leaving to get married. Plus, we had broke up the week before, and I don't get why you tried to come running back."

"But Arnav-"

"But nothing. Now I suggest you give back the keys to the loft and take all of your stuff."

"Arnav-"

"Now," he said sharply, his voice filled with power.

Sheetal stomped like a child. "Fine!"

She went to the living room area and started getting her stuff.

Khushi looked up at Arnav. "She used to live here?"

"For a while. We lived together for a few weeks."

Khushi looked down, feeling a pang of jealousy. Arnav tilted her face up to meet his eyes.

"Don't worry Khushi, nothing ever happened between us," he said assuredly.

"If only something had," Sheetal grumbled.

Arnav rolled his eyes. "This chick just had to come. I was ready to take that luscious body of yours," Arnav flirted.

Khushi blushed.

"Let's go upstairs to the bed."

Khushi nodded.

Sheetal was looking the other way and Arnav and Khushi quickly went up the stairs. Upstairs wasn't much but just the bedroom. The windows had continued up from below to up there as well. Upstairs was simply a king-sized bed, two bedside tables, some wardrobes, a walk-in closet, a desk, and a bookshelf. Khushi liked it, since the basic theme of the apartment was iron and wood.

*MATURE CONTENT AHEAD*

Khushi looked around while Arnav got rid of his pants. Khushi was once again mesmerized by the view and Arnav went behind her. He kissed her on the cheek, slowly going down to her neck.

"Arnav," she whispered out.

Arnav groaned. "I want you in bed now," he groaned, pleading also.

Khushi nodded and they went to the bed, Khushi lying down, Arnav coming from on top. From above, Khushi was just as beautiful. It didn't matter what angle you looked at Khushi - she was always stunning.

Arnav pulled off his boxers and Khushi felt his arousal. It was hard and Khushi felt the desire for him to be in her. There was no control left in Arnav, maybe a percentage, but not much. He quickly got the condom on and just as he was about to enter her, Sheeal came in. Thank goodness they had the covers over them and Arnav leaned in closer to Khushi to cover her.

Sheetal flinched at the sight and looked away. "I need to get my clothes."

"Then hurry up," Arnav roared.

Sheetal jumped and quickly went to the wardrobe, while Khushi rubbed his arm, trying the keep him calm.

"Arnav, relax," Khushi said soothingly.

"How?! I'm trying to spend time with my wife and…. Khushi I can't control this for long."

"But Arnav-"

"Khushi I can't. I need to have you right now."

"But Arnav, there's someone in the room-"

"I could give a less damn if someone else is here. Khushi I love you. I need you. … I need you now."

"Arnav please-"

"No Khushi, no more."

All the while Sheetal was getting angrier and angrier at each sentence. Just as she got all her clothes, Arnav lost all control and entered Khushi.

"Aaah! Aaarnaaav," Khushi moaned.

Arnav went in and out of her without control and Sheetal stared wide eyed, unable to believe what she was witnessing with her own two eyes.

"Arnav," Khushi breathed out, scratching his back. "Arnav… stop… pl-"

"No Khushi… I need you… I have to have you…."

"You'll always have me…."

"Then let me have you now."

Khushi was about to say something, when Arnav increased his pace.

"Aaah! Arnav, please!"

"Khushi… I want you!"

"Aaah! Oh my gosh! Oh my- aaah! O-o-oh my gosh! … Arnav!"

Arnav increased his pace, burying his face in the crook of her neck, going extremely fast.

"Aaah! Arnav! … oh my gosh! Aaah!"

"I love you Khushi… I love you…."

"I love you too Arnav… I love you too…."

Arnav came out and collapsed on Khushi. While he rested his head on her breasts to catch up on his breath, and Khushi had her fingers through his sweaty, tangled hair, Sheetal was still in shock. She couldn't believe what she had witnessed with her own two eyes!

Arnav looked up at Sheetal. "What the f*ck are you still doing here? Leave!"

Sheetal was still in shock. "I-I-I-"

"LEAVE!"

Sheetal quickly ran out, taking all her stuff and left. Arnav looked down at Khushi and she was looking down as well.

"Khushi?"

She looked up at him.

"Please don't mind what I did. I just… I couldn't control myself anymore! I couldn't not think of my desires, that I lost it! I'm sorry."

Khushi shook her head. "It's okay, I didn't mind."

Arnav caressed her cheek. "Do you always hide your feelings?"

Khushi looked up at him. "No."

He looked down at her a bit, and then kissed her. "Let me love you for real now," he whispered, looking at her lips.

"Wasn't that real," she whispered back.

"Partially."

He got up and held his hand out. She got up and Arnav led her to the window and made her face her back against him.

"Arnav? What are we doing," Khushi asked, completely curious.

"We're about to love each other… on another level."