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.

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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.