Chapter Four

Arnav rolled up his sleeves and looked at himself in the mirror. He was wearing a white button down, white waistcoat, and white jeans, along with white oxfords. Just as he finished adjusting his sleeves, his phone beeped.

>missing you ;)

Arnav rolled his eyes and muted his phone. This was the reason why he never responded to a girl's text - because they became too clingy. Kavya was no different, though he did admit he liked fucking her whore-of-a-cunt. She was loose, no doubt, but her wildness made up for it. As for her clingy-ness, it took away her points. Luckily for him, Kavya had gone to the big city for some reason he had paid no attention to as she had told him because he was to busy fucking her ass.

Arnav tucked his phone away in his pocket and headed downstairs. His family members were all there - except for Deviyani as she wasn't in the mood to party - all dressed in white. Once they were ready to go, they headed out, taking their cars and driving to the cove. The beach was filled with people, all dressed in white

"Chote, you didn't follow the dress code," Anjali said.

Arnav turned his attention to his sister. "What?"

"Your vest is lined with black and the buttons are black," she frowned, referring to the interior of the vest. "That's breaking the dress code."

"Like I care Di," and he looked back out the window as his sister made fun of him.

The Raizadas pulled up to the party and came out of their cars. Everyone turned their attention to them, all of them excited to see them, many hoping that by the end of the party, their daughter would be the Lord's future wife, if not, then at least a Raizada Bahu.

Shashi Gupta and his wife Garima walked over to the Raizadas to greet them.

"Thanks you so much for coming," Shashi smiled. "We really appreciate it."

"The pleasure is ours," Arnav said.

Shashi smiled. "This is my wife, Garima. Garima, meet his Lordship and his family."

"It is a pleasure to meet you my Lord," Garima smiled, holding her hand out to shake.

The Raizadas held back their surprise, as women in their town typically didn't do much, forget saying so much in one sentence in the public, forget the gesture.

Arnav took her hand and kissed it over her knuckles. "The pleasure is mine," he smiled.

Garima smiled. "Please, come this way."

The Raizadas followed the Guptas in. They met several people and saw some familiar faces as they associated with people.

"By the way Shashi," Aryan began, "we haven't had the pleasure to meet your daughter."

"Of course. My little one is always going around somewhere; hard to keep track of her."

Shalini glanced at Aryan, masking her slight worry.

"Little one," Aryan questioned.

"Yes," Shashi replied, then looked around. "There! There's my princess," he pointed.

They followed to where he was pointing. Arnav followed his finger as well and froze. Down by the beach wasn't a little girl, but a young woman, who was gazing out to the ocean, her back facing them. She wore a white high-low dress with very thin straps, the train slightly flowing in the breeze. Her head was adorned with a floral headband, containing white orchids.

Shashi spoke, but all Arnav heard was "that's... daughter... one... make... today."

I'll make your daughter's day, any day, with that ass, Arnav thought smugly. She's hardly little, old man, but a princess? That I'll have to find out, he lightly smirked.

"I'll call her over here to meet you all. Khushi," Shashi called out.

The girl turned around and everything else paused for Arnav. The smug expression on Arnav's face went away as he gazed at the angel who began walking towards them, his whole being attentive of her.

Every part of him.

Holy fuck, Arnav thought.

She was beautiful, her curls flowing in the breeze as she walked over to them. Arnav's eyes fixed on her, everyone else on the beach nonexistent, leaving just the two of them.

The woman reached them. "You called for me Babuji," she said as she stood beside Shashi.

"Yes Khushi, I'd like for you to meet the Lord and his family, the Raizadas."

Khushi put her hands together. "Namaste."

Arnav smiled slightly. Shit! Is she cultural and all innocent and shit?

"...you're such a beautiful girl," Arnav heard his mother say.

She's sexy... but is she up for fun or not, Arnav wondered.

"It's a pleasure to meet you my Lord," Khushi said, holding her hand out.

Arnav took it and kissed it over her knuckles. "The pleasure is mine."

Khushi smiled lightly and so did Arnav.

"Well for right now, why don't you let go of your lord responsibilities for the moment and have some fun," Aryan beamed.

"Sure." Arnav turned to Khushi. "Care to join me," he asked, offering his arm.

Khushi took it. "It would be my pleasure."

Arnav and Khushi walked away, many heads turning as they filled with jealousy, as the two headed towards the water to walk along the beach on the walkway that was made. The Raizada's split to their own, talking to familiar faces.

"She's quite beautiful, your daughter," Aryan said to Shashi as he watched his son speak to Khushi.

"It's all from her mother," Shashi chuckled, and Garima playfully hit his arm.

"She's very sweet and kind," Shalini said. "Whoever she'll be with in the future will truly be lucky and happy."

Shashi laughed. "Oh if there only was someone written for her. My daughter is quite headstrong, that one," he chuckled. "It'll be hard for me to find a man who could handle her and her passion for history."

"History," Aryan questioned.

"Oh yes," Garima replied. "She spends time reading or researching, or watching documentaries. I understand that it's not usual in this town for a woman to do something, but what can I say? My daughter is unique and different."

"That she is," Shalini said, looking at her son and hopefully future daughter in law.

"But with differences comes a price," Shashi said. "I doubt there's anyone in town who'd want my daughter as their daughter in law."

"Well you're looking at someone right now," Aryan said.

Both Shashi and Garima looked at him, confused.

"We'd like for Khushi to marry our Arnav."

Meanwhile...

"So you aren't from here," Arnav said.

"No, we're from the city originally," Khushi said. "But we've been here for at least 11 years now."

"Things must be different for you."

"It is. Things are so different here. I mean little girls getting married at such young ages... it's horrible!"

Arnav cocked his eyebrow.

"I mean what about their childhood? Where is there chance to be naive? I'm 21 years old and I still don't want to be responsible. How could a 12 year old be responsible for her, her husband, her in laws, or her child?"

Arnav thought about it for a moment. He himself wished he could still party and fool around freely instead of having all of his responsibilities, yet here he was.

"It's safe to say I'm different from them, having never being married and all."

"That is true," Arnav said. "You're very different from all of the other girls."

"Is that good different or bad different?"

"Good," Arnav smiled genuinely and Khushi did as well.

"Well if the Lord says so, then it must be."

"Well technically my father told me to take a break, but that can't be done, so yes, as your Lordship says."

Khushi smiled. "Does it ever get boring?"

"Honest?"

Khushi nodded.

"Yes."

"Well that's sad. But at least you do get to have your fun time," she smirked.

Arnav cocked his eyebrow and Khushi mimicked him.

"I think it's safe to say that everyone knows very well how much you love to party and fuck."

Arnav's eyebrows shot up. For some reason, he never expected this angel to say something so foul.

"It's a good thing you can let that stress off and not be a... ah! Not be a laad governor."

"A what," Arnav frowned.

"A laad governor," she giggled.

Although Arnav felt that he should be offended, especially since someone was making fun of his Lordship, something about her saying it, didn't make it so bad.

"I hope I haven't offended my Lord."

Arnav shook his head. "Um no, it's fine."

"So he can take a joke."

It wasn't a question, but he answered anyways. "Yes."

Khushi smiled and turned to face the water. "It's so beautiful here."

"It is," Arnav agreed. "One of my favorite places here."

"Really? Do you come here often?"

I'd like to take you here and cum in that tight pussy of yours. "No, especially not now due to work."

"Ah... well would you like to go in the water? Just to wet your feet; I love it when the cold water rushes over me and takes the sand away beneath my feet."

"I'm not so sure."

Khushi cocked her eyebrow. "Is his Lordship afraid of the water," she teased, stepping back.

Arnav smirked. Playful.... "No."

"So come and join me," and she stepped onto the sand.

Arnav had then noticed that she hadn't been wearing shoes this entire time, and he admired her white painted toes, feeling the urge to kiss and suck on them.

"Well?"

Arnav returned his attention to her and bent down and began to untie his shoes. Khushi grinned and ran off towards the water, Arnav following behind once he had taken his shoes off and had rolled up his jeans. He joined her by her side and then she took his hand and went towards the water.

It should be mentioned that when she did, both of them had felt a spark tingle up their spine. Not that they would say anything of it.

Arnav and Khushi stood side by side and when the water rushed over their feet, Khushi squealed from the cold.

"Wow that's cold," she said.

"Yeah, really cold," Arnav agreed.

"But relaxing, well, eventually."

And eventually, it was. For a moment, Arnav forgot of all of his duties, all of his stress, all of the pressure, and all of the nuisances - meaning Kavya - and relaxed. He shut his eyes and took a deep breath in, and let it out. His shoulders eased and he relaxed, a small smile playing on his lips.

"You look very cute when you smile."

Arnav opened his eyes and looked down at Khushi, who was smiling softly.

"So do you," he said, and blush rose on Khushi's cheeks.

"Thank you; you're too kind my Lord."

"I'm only saying the truth."

"I-"

"Khushi!"

Both Arnav and Khushi turned around and saw her mother calling her over, waving her hand. Khushi nodded and began to go her way, when she stopped to a tug. It was then that both Arnav and Khushi realized that they were still holding each others hand, and neither were wanting to let go. They looked at each other, and then at their hands.

"I have to go," Khushi said softly, and she freed her hand and ran off to her mother.

Arnav stood still, however, shocked by everything that had just happened. This wasn't normal for him. If this was the normal, he would have been pulled her aside somewhere and would have already fucked her and made her cum five times, if not, four. Yet here he was, no orgasms given with no fucks.

"She's beautiful isn't she?"

Arnav snapped out of his thoughts and turned to see his mother.

"Ma when did you-?"

"Forget that. But you do agree that she's beautiful, don't you?"

Arnav looked at Khushi, who was talking to her mother. "Yes."

"She'd make a lovely bride."

This caught his attention and he looked at his mother. "Bride?"

Shalini smiled. "Well every Lord does need his Lady."

Arnav looked away.

Shalini stepped towards him and placed her hand on his shoulder. "I understand that times have changed, but if this would've been before, you would have been married the night you became the Lord of the Land. Luckily for you that wasn't the case."

His mother was right. In the old days, if the future lord hadn't married by the day of his ceremony, he would be wedded on that night. Luckily for him that wasn't the case, as well as the past five generations of the Raizadas.

"Your father agrees that she would make a good wife for you."

Arnav scoffed. "Really? Cause he knows women so well."

Shalini squeezed his shoulder. "Don't talk badly of your father."

Arnav met her eyes and she looked down. "Don't defend him."

"He's my husband," she whispered.

"You're his wife," Arnav countered.

Shalini said nothing and Arnav looked away. Finally Shalini looked up and put a smile on her face.

"Enough about me and your father, let's focus on Khushi."

The instant she said that, Arnav turned his attention to Khushi, who was now talking to both of her parents. She said something and she blushed which made Arnav curious.

"We're going to talk to Ma tonight about this."

"Do you think Deeda would accept?"

Shalini looked at Khushi, who was now with little children, looking at their floral headbands and placing them on their heads. "I know she will."

Chapter Three

Arnav, Akash, NK, and Anjali hadn't returned home until very early in the morning. They all snuck in and went to their rooms to get some sleep before their day began. Before long, it was time to wake up, and Arnav really didn't want to wake up because he didn't want to go to the meeting he was scheduled for. Unfortunately for him, he had to, being the Lord of the Land after all.

I miss the days before I was 21, he thought to himself.

Like every other Lord before him, he had earned his title on the night of his twenty first birthday, as was tradition. And like his ancestors, his portrait would soon join the former Lords' portraits in the family hall downstairs.

Arnav got up and got ready for the day. He wore his usual button down, waistcoat, dress pants, and leather shoes, and as always, he rolled up his sleeves. Just as Arnav was about to head downstairs, his phone chimed from a text alert. He glanced at it and saw that it was a text from Kavya:

>my body is so sore... i cant wait for it to be again ;)

Arnav smirked. Of course the whore had managed to save her number onto his phone.

His phone chimed again, this time the text containing a picture.

>im especially sore down here ;P

The image attached was her with her legs spread, naked.

Arnav smirked and did the thing he had never done before: he texted her back.

>Good

Arnav silenced his phone and headed down to breakfast. As expected, his grandmother had some words to say for them coming home so late last night. No one said anything to her, and once breakfast was complete, Arnav went to his study. He had a meeting with Mr. Shashi Gupta at 11 AM on the distributions from the mills.

At exactly 11 AM, Mr. Gupta arrived to Raizada Mansion. He was well acquainted with the senior Raizada men, the men being friends. Aryan eventually took Shashi to Arnav's study, setting a date for them to go golfing together, and then Arnav and Shashi began their meeting. About an hour and a half later, things were settled and the two walked out of the study, smiling at the deal they made.

"Seems like all is well," Aryan said as they joined him downstairs in the main hall.

"That it is," Shashi smiled. "The Lord is quite smart and talented."

"As he should be," Aryan grinned.

Arnav smirked as his mother came into the room.

"Mr. Gupta, won't you join us for lunch," she asked.

"Oh yes, I completely forgot to ask," Aryan said.

Shashi smiled. "Unfortunately, I have to decline. My daughter has returned from her trip to the city and she would kill me if I didn't eat the food she has prepared."

Arnav cocked his eyebrow.

"Oh yes, your daughter, I remember," Aryan said. "Sometimes I forget that you and your family aren't originally from this town."

This was news to Arnav.

"No, but it has been a long 11 years."

"Well we're glad to have someone like you in town," Aryan smiled.

"That I agree to as well," Arnav said. "Pleasure doing business with you," he said as he held his hand out.

"You as well my Lord," Shashi nodded as he shook his hand. "Oh, I almost forgot! My wife and I are hosting a white party at the cove this Saturday, and we would love it if you and your family came."

"We would be happy to," Arnav said, grinning to himself as he thought of all the girls that would be there, not to mention check out if Mr. Gupta's daughter was hot.

"Then its settled!"

*~*

After lunch was complete and everyone split to their own things, Shashi went into his study to do some work. After all, Arnav couldn't do everything and needed the support of his family, or at least, the men in his family.

There was a knock at the door.

"Come in," he said.

Shalini came in with a tray in hand, containing his tea. She walked over to his desk and placed his tea down and stood there.

Aryan glanced at her before resuming to his work. "Is there anything you'd like to say?"

Shalini pursed her lips. "Um... well I was thinking... um... well I-"

"Shalini, I don't have all day."

"Oh, yes, um... well after your friend left, I was thinking about his daughter whom he had mentioned, and well... well I was thinking, what if you spoke to him..."

Aryan looked up at her.

"...for Chote?"

Aryan thought about it for a moment.

"I understand that times have changed for our family, and that few people don't allow their children to marry as young as we had, now, but many still do. And they says things and well...."

"Hmm... I'll speak to him at the party this weekend."

Shalini's face lit up. "Really?"

Aryan nodded. "Hmm."

"Ah! Thank you so much," and she kissed him on his cheek.

The second Shalini's lips landed on Aryan's cheek and she had realized what she was doing, both froze. Aryan looked at Shalini as she looked back at him with wide eyes. Both stayed in this position for a moment before Shalini pulled back and clutched the tray to her.

"I-I'm sorry," and she quickly left, Aryan staring at the door even after she was gone.

Chapter Two

"We should so throw our own lingerie party," Akash blinked.

"I second that motion," NK gaped.

The mansion was dark and thumped with music, filled with people in their nightwear. The guys were either in boxers or pajama bottoms, some guys wearing either a T-shirt, tank top, or were bare chested. The girls however were either in regular pajamas or in short night dresses, the latter being the winner.

"Well, let's party!"

Arnav, Akash, and NK moved through the crowd of swarming bodies, many dancing away. They went to one end of the room and glanced around, checking out all of the girls in their short nighties.

"Oh, I think I see one," Akash said.

The other two looked in his line of view and saw a girl with short light brown hair in a baby blue nightie wave at him.

"Deuces," and Akash headed over to her.

NK scoffed and glanced around before taking a beer from the table beside him. He noticed several girls looking his way, and just as one caught his eye, he noticed someone. "Yo Nanav."

Arnav looked at him when he patted his arm, then looked at what he was looking at. On the other side of the room was Kavya, Anjali nowhere to be seen. Knowing his sister, he was sure she was with a guy somewhere. That worked out perfectly fine for him. So he took a beer and walked over to Kavya.

He had only taken three steps when she noticed him. As Arnav got closer to her, he noticed the very light pink nightie she was wearing. When he was about five people away from her, she walked away. Arnav smirked as he followed behind, following her swaying hips. She headed up the stairs and Arnav preyed behind, his eyes following her exposed ass. Kavya walked down the halls, which were filled with bodies on top of each other, tongues being shoved down another's throat, dicks buried inside others, but Arnav paid no mind to that. He continued to follow Kavya as she entered a room behind double doors. Arnav followed in and locked the doors behind him, then found Kavya bent over a desk as she looked at something.

With a smirk, Arnav walked forward and went behind her. Kavya gasped as she felt his erection digging into her.

"If it weren't for my sister being there, I would have fucked you right there and then when I saw you," Arnav smirked smugly.

Kavya grinded her hips. "If it weren't for your sister, I would have let you."

Arnav whipped her around and smacked his lips onto hers. He growled as he picked her up and seated her onto the desk. His hands immediately grabbed her breasts, causing Kavya to cry out. She tugged at Arnav's shirt and Arnav pulled back to take it off then tossed it aside. He attacked her lips once more and his hands pulled at Kavya's panties, his thumbs hooked at the waistband. It didn't take long for it to disintegrate and get tossed aside carelessly.

"You owe me a new pair of panties," Kavya grinned.

"You don't need them," and he kissed her once more.

As Arnav pulled down her straps and let her breasts spring free, Kavya tugged down his silk pajama bottoms and let his erection free. Arnav pushed Kavya back, making her lay down on the desk.

"Are you on birth control," he asked.

"Duh," she said as if that were the most stupidest question one could ask.

Arnav smirked and rubbed himself against her entrance and Kavya groaned, shutting her eyes. Arnav bent over her and continued to tease her, then pulled on her hair.

"Watch that attitude," his eyes glinted.

"And if I don't," she teased.

With a smirk, Arnav took her nipple into his mouth and teased her. Kavya cried out as he teethed it.

"You'll get punished," he murmured over it, causing it to harden even more.

Kavya cried out once more as he teased her other breast. His other hand left her waist and crept its way down, then entered her.

"Ah fuck!"

Arnav smirked and withdrew his finger to put in two, and then three.

"You're a dirty little whore, aren't you," he teased.

Kavya looked up at him. "I want to be your dirty little whore."

Arnav didn't say anything and pulled out his fingers, only to put four back in.

"You love to fuck, don't you?"

Kavya nodded greedily. "I want your cock."

Arnav smirked and curved his fingers, hitting her sweet spot.

"Fuck," she cried out.

"What was that," Arnav asked, pretending as if he hadn't heard her.

"I want your cock," she cried as he curved his fingers once more.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you."

Kavya arched her back. "Please, I want your cock," she begged.

Arnav pulled his fingers out and Kavya groaned at the loss. "I'm sorry? I didn't hear that quite right. Sounded like you wanted something."

"Your cock," she begged with a pout.

Arnav ignored her ugly pout and rubbed himself at her entrance. "My what?"

"Your cock," she whined with a pout.

Arnav smacked her ass. "Don't be a brat."

She continued to pout. "I want your cock," she begged again.

Arnav pulled her up, whipped her around, bent her over the desk, and smacked her ass. "Beg."

"I want your cock," she gasped.

Arnav smacked her ass again. "Beg."

"I want your cock," she begged.

He smacked her ass again. "Again."

"I want your cock," she begged, grinding into him.

He smacked her ass once more. "Again," he said sternly.

She arched her head back. "I want your cock, my Lord."

"Now that's more like it," and he buried himself inside her.

Kavya cried out in pleasure, and Arnav fucked her hard, one hand at her waist as the other wrapped her hair around it. Kavya cried out as she met him thrust after thrust, holding onto the edge of the desk for dear life. Arnav felt her tighten around him and knew she was about to cum, just as he was.

"Fuck," Kavya cried out. "I love your fucking cock inside me! Fuck me hard my Lord, fuck me like the whore I am!"

Arnav fucked her harder, pulling on her her tightly as his grip tightened around her waist. It stung for Kavya, but it wasn't anything she wasn't used to. He pounded into her and within seconds, Kavya came.

"FUCK!!!"

Kavya's hold on the desk loosened as she let go. Arnav was about to cum, so he pulled out of her and came on her back. Once every last drop was out, he bent down and buried his face into her pussy, tasting her. Kavya moaned and reached back, scooping up Arnav's cum from her back and tasting it.

"Had I known, I would have let you cum in my mouth," Kavya grinned lazily.

Arnav stood up and smacked her ass once more, then he stepped away.

Kavya got up and watched his retreating back. "Leaving already? I would've thought there was more left in you."

Arnav stopped and looked back at her. "Is that a challenge," he questioned, his eyes gleaming with danger, his eyebrow cocked.

Kavya sat on the desk and spread her legs. "What do you think, my Lord?"

Arnav smirked, feeling himself already hard, and walked over to her. Kavya watched him as she leaned back on her hands, then gasped when he entered three fingers within her.

"Understand one thing," he began. "Never challenge Arnav Singh Raizada," and he replaced his fingers with his cock, and pounded into her mercilessly.

Chapter One

Glasses clinked once more, however the count was unknown. The three Raizada men tossed their heads back as they took yet another shot at their sixth club tonight.

"I now know how I'm celebrating my twenty second birthday," Akash said as he reached for another shot.

"No kidding. I'm even more drunk than I was at my eighteenth," NK said.

Arnav Singh Raizada smirked at his cousins. "You know me, always going above and beyond."

"That you do," and the three took shots again.

"But wait, there's more."

With a snap of Arnav's fingers, four strippers came over to them, causing NK to groan.

"Fuck yes," he growled as he grabbed the stripper before him by her waist.

Akash leaned back in his seat as the stripper gave him a lap dance. "This is the life!"

"I'd agree, but Nanav's got two friends instead of one," NK frowned.

A waiter came and handed Arnav his drink before going to the other two to give theirs. Arnav took a sip of his drink as the two strippers toyed with him and teased each other.

"I'm the birthday boy," he finally replied.

NK frowned, but said nothing, and the three enjoyed themselves.

*~*

It was about 4 in the morning when the Raizada men finally got home. And to no surprise, they were halted in their spots by their grandmother. She was still in her seat by the fireplace, her usual spot. The boys knew the drill and went over to her. She said nothing as they stood before her, looking at the crackling fire.

"The Lord of the Land," she finally said. "Do you understand the meaning of that?"

The question was directed at Arnav. "Yes."

"Do you understand the responsibilities of the Lord of the Land?"

"Yes."

"And will being out drunk and reckless until 4 AM make you a good Lord?"

"No."

"And yet you do it repeatedly, along with these two."

The three men glanced at each other.

Deviyani stood up and without another word, she left. The three Raizada men waited until she was out of the room and then let out their breath.

"Yo, I really thought we were busted this time for sure," Akash said.

"I'm telling you, one of these days, she will definitely explode on us," NK said.

"One day, but not today," Arnav said.

The other two shrugged and then the three split, heading up to their rooms, knowing that the morning would bring a massive hangover.

*~*

As predicted, Arnav's hangover was definitely massive. But this was a usual regimen, so he did what he needed to recover, and readied for the day. After all his tasks were complete, Arnav headed down to the dining room. As he rolled up the sleeves of his button down, he entered the dining room, finding the rest of his family, most of the seats taken, the one at the head of the table open.

Arnav took his seat at the head of the table. "Good morning everyone."

"Good morning," they all replied.

The servants entered the room and placed food on the table. The family waited for Arnav to fill his plate first before filling their own. As Arnav ate, he glanced at his father, Aryan, sitting to his right. His mother, Shalini, sat beside his father and when she caught his glance, the two smiled at each other. Beside her was his eldest chacha, Vikram, his wife Amoli sitting beside him. His youngest chacha, Kabir, sat beside her, his youngest Chachi, Amoli, sitting beside him. Akash and NK sat to his left, while his Deeda, Deviyani, sat at the opposite end. Many seats were empty, as the table was very big. One seat should have been filled, Arnav's sister Anjali usually by his side, but she was away at a friend's.

I wonder if she's hot, Arnav said in his head.

"Do you know what you're scheduled for today," Aryan asked him, taking him out of his thoughts.

"I'm checking out the fields and mills. Akash and NK will accompany me."

"Could you pick up Anjali on your way back," Shalini asked.

"Of course Ma."

Arnav and the boys headed out once breakfast was complete and checked out the wheat fields. Production was going smoothly and when they checked in on the mills, all the machines were running fine. The task didn't take as long for them to complete, so the boys went to pick up their sister.

"You think Di's gonna get married soon," NK asked.

"Most likely. Lucky her that things don't run exactly the same way as they used to," Akash said

"Tell me about it. I mean I can't believe my mother got married and had me at 12. If that were me, I'd freak!"

"Regardless of things changing or not, she's my sister," Arnav said, typing on his phone. "There's no way I'm just gonna let her get married to just anyone, that too at a young age."

"Well she isn't just anyone, but a Raizada, which got her lucky. Otherwise she'd be like the rest of the town, marrying at 10," Akash said.

"No kidding," NK said as he saw a 16 year old girl walking past, her parting filled with vermilion, with a kid at her waist.

The driver drove through parted gates, pulling up to a grand home on the rich side of town. Shalini had called Anjali ahead of notice, so Anjali and her friend had been waiting outside.

"Check her out," NK said.

Both Arnav and Akash looked at Anjali's friend. She had mid-length brown hair and brown eyes. She seemed to be average height, her curves quite clear.

"Check out that ass," Akash groaned.

The driver came out and opened the door for the men.

"Chote," Anjali beamed as she ran towards Arnav for a hug.

Arnav hugged his older sister back and glanced at his sister's friend. She was glancing at him, looking him up and down. Their eyes met and Anjali pulled back.

"Chote, this is my friend Kavya. Kavya, this is my brother, Arnav."

Kavya stepped forward. "It's so nice to meet the Lord of the Land."

"The pleasure is mine," Arnav smiled slightly.

"And these are my cousins Akash and NK," Anjali smiled.

The two nodded and so did Kavya.

Anjali turned to Kavya. "We're going to Leena's party tonight," she admonished.

"But Anjali-"

"We're going. You can't let her bitch you around!"

"I get that but-"

"But nothing!"

Kavya opened her mouth to speak, but the men's chuckling stopped her.

"Trust me, once she makes her mind up, there's no stopping her," Arnav said.

"No kidding," Kavya frowned.

"We're going," Anjali said sternly.

"Alright, alright! We'll go to her stupid party."

Anjali grinned and hugged her. "We'll show that bitch her spot."

Arnav cocked his eyebrow. "What did she ever do to you?"

Anjali waved it off, feeling no need to tell him. Instead she bid her farewell and they headed to the car. Arnav looked at Kavya before he turned away and she eyed him as he went inside the car. When the car pulled away, Anjali bounced in her seat with anticipation, excited for the party. At first the boys thought of asking her what was up, but decided not to know her evil plot.

"What time's the party," Akash asked.

"Oh no, you guys are not going to this party."

"What? Why not?"

"Because its a lingerie-themed party, and there is no need for you three to be there."

"Are you kidding me," NK exclaimed. "That's exactly why we have to go."

Anjali frowned. "No."

"Di-"

"There is no way you guys are going!"

"And why not," Akash asked.

"Cause its odd! My bros and I at a lingerie party? Uh, no!"

"You said it was that Leena chick's party. Her dad's like stinking rich and her place is huge. We'd never even see each other."

"Akash-"

"Oh come on Di. Plus I've never been to one. None of us have."

NK nodded with a pout.

"Gee, I wonder why? Could it be because you guys are big flirts, never call back, just have a booty call, or forget that the girl ever existed in the first place?"

The three frowned at her.

"So many options to choose from," she squinted.

Arnav rolled his eyes. "You won't see us and we won't see you. 'Kay?"

Anjali scowled at him, but Arnav's face remained serious, never breaking his eye contact.

"Ugh! Fine! But we are not going together!"

"Deal," the three replied.

Prologue

By the sound of thunder and the brightness of lightning, it was obvious to Deviyani Laxmi Singh Raizada that this storm was truly the worst storm of the season yet. It was definitely a fierce one, and it didn't help her quivering heart. Ever since the day began, something was off for the 50 year old woman. Then again something had always been off for her.

In their town, men were the dominants of the land. Her late husband had once been The Lord of the Land, her eldest son taking over after him. Deviyani had tried her best to raise her three sons well, but the environment around them didn't help her sons keep all of those values.

Women hardly had any value in their land. Many saw women as just a breeder, even some of the women themselves! As soon as a girl had bled, her father would immediately look for a suitor, hoping for a wealthy man with no care of his age.

Deviyani Laxmi Vardhan was a simple villager before she had become a Raizada. Like the other fathers, her father, too, had looked for a suitor. Never had she nor her parents had ever thought that the Lord of the Land's son would be their suitor.

Deviyani still remembered it like it was yesterday. She was only 12 and she couldn't believe that she had truly become a woman. She was the first one of her friends to do so, and she couldn't help but to brag about it to them. While her friends pouted with jealousy, wanting to become a mature adult as well, Deviyani was too giddy, laughing and beaming with joy. Only, her friends' pouting didn't help to keep her mood, so as they walked by the river, Deviyani splashed water at them. They began a water fight, all of them in the river, when they heard boys laughing. All of the girls were shocked and frozen still as they stared back at Aditya Singh Raizada and his friends. As the girls remained in shock, Aditya had focused only on Deviyani. He simply asked for her full name and left, taking his friends with him.

And that was all it took - one encounter and her name. Aditya's father tracked down Deviyani's father and told him that Deviyani would become a Raizada bahu. Of course her father agreed; after all, who would dare to deny the Lord of the Land?

And so at the mere age of 12, Deviyani got married, becoming a Raizada. And not even one year after that, she gave birth to her eldest son, Aryan Singh Raizada.

It was hard, needless to say, to raise a child when she too, was just a child herself. Having three in total was no help either. But she tried, trying to raise them in a good manner, but her boys were just like the other boys in town.

"Ma?"

Deviyani snapped out of her reverie and looked at the 37 year old woman beside her.

"Is something wrong," Deviyani's daughter in law, Shalini, asked.

Thunder struck again and both women looked out the grand window.

"I don't know," Deviyani replied.

Lightning flashed, brightening the dark hall.

"We should step away and go elsewhere," Shalini said as she stepped away from the window.

Deviyani smiled. "Nothing scares me anymore dear."

"But Ma-"

Thunder struck once more and lightning struck again, brightening Deviyani's face. The woman stood still, even as thunder rolled on once more.

Light flashed once more, only this wasn't from lightening. Down below, Deviyani watched as a black Rolls Royce pulled up.

"Hmm...."

Deviyani walked away and Shalini followed behind. They walked through the dark, vast mansion, passing several portraits which portrayed the Raizada ancestors. One after another passed as the two women walked, having seen them so many times before.

As Deviyani approached the top of the stairs, she saw her other two daughter in laws appear. They glanced at her, then looked down at their husbands below. Deviyani turned her gaze as well, looking down at the three drunk men who were her sons. She cleared her throat and the three men paused and straightened.

"I believe there were six of you that had left," she simply said.

Aryan stepped forward, clearing his throat. "The boys wanted to continue to celebrate," the 38 year old explained.

"Hmm... and it seems as if the three of you felt the need to celebrate like them as well."

It was a statement, so the men didn't respond. Although they weren't exactly what their mother had wanted, they listened to her, following her words.

"Shalini, Amoli, Navya - help them to your rooms."

Her three daughter in laws nodded and did as she had said. The men said nothing and let their wives help them. However once they were some distance away, Deviyani saw her sons release themselves from their wives and attempt to walk on their own, being the true stubborn men they were.

The clock struck, notifying that it was 12 AM. With a sigh, Deviyani went down and into the family room, seating herself before the fireplace. Her three grandsons would be out late once again. And once again her hopes of making her boys good men, had failed. Her eldest grandson, Arnav Singh Raizada, was nothing more than a stubborn and arrogant 22 year old man with a bad temper. The second oldest grandson, Akash Singh Raizada, was a sweet talker at 20, his sweet and innocent looks being very deceptive, as he was far from it. As for the youngest grandson, he was just another careless 18 year old, Nand Kishore Raizada nowhere near as good as his name would claim.

If there was something she was successful at in these three, however, then it was having them not get married at such a young age as their ancestors had done before. She wanted them to live their youth off, especially the poor girls they were destined to be with.

Thunder struck once more, however for the first time ever in her life, it had scared her. Deviyani's head snapped to the window as her heart beat rapidly.

"A new beginning."

Chapter Twenty Four

It's safe to say that once the newly weds got back into their hotel room, all hell broke loose. Lips collided and bodies slammed, and rhythms were created from urging bodies as well as panting. Boy did they give their neighbors a wild one, because they had to leave their room to avoid anymore sexual noises coming from them. Luckily for them, their trip came to an end, so they no longer had to hear anything more, which sucked for them, since the newly weds would be leaving the day after.

"I had a wonderful time," Khushi smiled.

Arnav kissed her hand. "I bet you did," he winked.

It was a lovely drive back into town and Khushi breathed it in.

"It feels so good to be back," Khushi smiled, gazing at the fields. "I don't think I'll ever want to be so far away again."

"Well I would love to do it again. It's so much more easier, having you all to myself."

Khushi grinned, looking at him. "You always have me. Even when you didn't know you did."

Arnav smiled softly. "True. But I'm not going to drop my eyes off of you."

"Oh? And why is that?"

Arnav grinned. "Khushi, what are you currently eating?"

Khushi looked down at the small packet in her hands. "Mango chutney."

"Right," and he focused on the road.

Khushi had no idea what point he was trying to make, so she rolled her eyes and looked at the village around them. It wasn't long until they arrived to the mansion and everyone was all over them. They asked of their time there and if Khushi enjoyed herself. Khushi was beaming with joy, telling them of her time - at least, the ones she could share - while giving everyone their gifts.

Soon it was time for dinner and everyone was seated at the table, the food on the table. The room was full of chatter, when three maids entered the room.

"...and this is the dining hall," Khushi heard one of them say. "You wait here and when the Malik and his family are done eating, you will help clear the table."

"Ah, the new recruits," Arnav said. "Thank you for showing them around Jyothi."

The woman nodded.

"Chote, why are you having them shown around now, when we're having dinner," Anjali asked.

"Let's just say they needed a demo."

Khushi frowned at Arnav, not getting what he meant. She looked at the new maids and her eyes widened.

"See some familiar faces?"

The rest of the family looked at the new maids and were shocked at the sight of Garima and Payal.

"Show them to the laundry room next Jyothi," Arnav said. "Make sure they understand how to wash my shirts properly, I don't want them ruined."

"Yes Malik," Jyothi replied, and she led, or rather forced the two out of the rooms.

Annanya looked at her son. "Chote, are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Absolutely," he replied, though his eyes were on his wife, who was looking at the door from where the three ladies had exited.

"But after what they did, do you think it's right to keep them close to Khushi," Arbaz asked.

"She'll be safe," Arnav replied, his eyes still on his wife.

Khushi finally looked away and looked down at her plate. "Excuse me," and she got up and left the room.

Arnav went to get up, but Annanya stopped him.

"Give her a moment."

Arnav nodded but he focused on the door.

Khushi walked through the house and went back upstairs to their room. She remained quiet, her mind blank because she really didn't know what to think. She simply sat on the bed and focused on the wall in front of her. It was some time later when Arnav came into the room. He saw his wife sitting quietly and sat down beside her.

"Are you okay," he asked.

Khushi took a deep breath and nodded, then laid her head on his shoulder.

"What's wrong?"

"There's only one word coming to mind right now."

Arnav moved her hair off her shoulder. "And what's that?"

"Karma."

Arnav scoffed lightly and nodded with a small grin.

Khushi eventually looked up at him, her chin on his shoulder. "I love you."

Arnav grinned and looked down at her. "I love you too," and he kissed her.

Khushi kissed him back and let him move her, laying her flat on her back. He gave her playful kisses and Khushi giggled, feeling very happy.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you craving anything?"

"Huh? Hmm... now that you mention it... I do want something sour."

Arnav pulled back. "Really?"

"Yes, why?"

Arnav pulled back and sat up. "You haven't been getting sick in the mornings, have you?"

"Um, no...? Why-?"

"And you haven't bled have you?"

Khushi's eyes widened. "What kind of-! Oh my!"

Arnav's eyes widened with joy.

"You don't think... am I...?"

"I can't think of anything else. Something tells me yes."

Khushi looked down at her stomach. "I'm... I'm going to be a mother?"

"I wouldn't be surprised."

Khushi gasped and placed her hands over her stomach. She did a mental calculation and her eyes widened. "I'm pregnant," she gasped.

Khushi squealed and threw herself at Arnav and both laughed with joy. The Malik and his Malkeen would soon have a mini Malik or Malkeen of their own.

Chapter Twenty Three

"That's it Arnav… fuck me! … Fuck me hard!"

He looked up at her. "Khushi, you are so naughty."

She pulled him in. "Less talk, more fuck."

He smirked. "Couldn't have said it any better myself," and he thrusted.

With each passing second, their lovemaking was getting intense. Eventually it all ended and then the two collapsed beside each other.

Khushi caught her breath. "Arnav?"

"Hmm?"

"When… when are we going… back?"

He looked at her. "What do you mean?"

"I mean… we can't stay here for that long."

Arnav sighed and leaned back on his pillow. "True."

She looked at him as he thought.

"Fine, we'll go after tomorrow," Arnav said.

"Okay," she smiled softly.

Arnav caressed her face. "Aren't you having fun?"

She smiled. "A lot. But I miss everyone else as well."

Arnav nodded. "Me too. Video chatting with everyone isn't enough."

"Hmm…."

Khushi snuggled into Arnav and as Arnav stroked her back, Khushi fell asleep, Arnav eventually falling asleep.

When morning came, Arnav woke up to the sun shining in. Khushi wasn't next to him and he got up.

"Khushi?"

"Yeah?"

"Where are you?"

"Balcony."

Arnav stepped out and saw Khushi standing there. He yawned as he walked over to her and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Ouch," Khushi said. "Your grizzles are hurting me."

"Oh? Does it?" He rubbed them on her cheek.

"Ouch! Yes! Stop!"

Arnav continued while Khushi tried to shrug him away.

"Arnav stop! Stop it please!"

Arnav did. "Gosh you sound good when you cry out."

Khushi blushed. "Arnav, please."

He shrugged and kissed her cheek.

"Go wash up, hmm? You must be starving."

"No joke," and he left to wash up.

When he came out, his breakfast was ready and both sat down to eat. Khushi was waiting for him and Arnav didn't like the idea and argued that she should've woken him up but Khushi paid no mind to it and they just ate.

*~*

They passed the day with some shopping, buying gifts for everyone. They were going through the mall, when Arnav stopped in front of a store. Khushi hadn't realized and continued talking and when Arnav didn't respond, she turned. She saw him and went over to him.

"Arnav? What's wrong?"

"Hmm? Oh, nothing."

"Then why are you standing here?"

Arnav crossed his arms. "Khushi, we should DEFINITELY go inside this store."

Khushi couldn't see much inside since the glass was really, really tinted. "What is this?"

Arnav took her hand in his. "You'll see," and he took her inside.

Inside was somewhat dark; little spotlights pointing down. Some other people were in there, but not much.

"Arnav, what is this place?"

"Oh, not much," he grinned devilishly.

"Are we buying someone a present from here?"

"Yup," he said, looking around.

"But... I thought we already bought something for everyone?"

"Nope." He looked at her. "We didn't for us."

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows and Arnav held her hand and led her around the store. She wasn't paying attention to anything, trying to figure out what was going on. Arnav stopped and picked up two balls with a string of lace attached, which Khushi didn't notice and Khushi looked at it.

"Balls? What are you gonna do? Play with them," Khushi joked.

"Exactly."

Khushi was confused as she followed him around the store. She saw these beautiful butterfly clip-looking things and pointed at those.

"Arnav, those are pretty!"

Arnav looked at it and smirked. "You sure you want it?"

"Yes! They're pretty! Imagine them in my hair! Not to sound obnoxious and all."

Arnav smirked and got them and held it.

Khushi didn't pay so much more attention, watching Arnav pick stuff after stuff, though something seemed weird. She saw the people around and saw the logo of the store on its bag: "Oh Heaven!" Yeah it didn't seem that weird, by something was up, and she wasn't having a clue on what Arnav was buying, that too of so much stuff.

They reached the register and Arnav put down the stuff he had put into a store basket. The lady at the register gave Arnav a coy smile and Khushi got jealous. She slithered her hands into his hands and clasped them. This didn't go amiss by Arnav and he tried not to smirk.

The chick at the register went through the basket and said each item as she scanned it:

"1 set silver jiggle balls with free-roaming weights inside, 1 set butterfly nipple clamps, a riding satin crop whip, universal cuffs, leather cuffs, beginner soft bonds, massage gel, nipple vibrator, lace hold ups, a golden vibrator, spank ties, a satin blindfold, shower suction handcuffs, nipple rub, adjustable spreader bar, lace undergarments, red tie, and grey tie."

Khushi's jaw had hit the floor while Arnav remained with an expressionless face. The chick at the register didn't care about Khushi and looked at Arnav while he got his wallet out, Arnav not paying attention at her at all. Arnav gave her his credit card and he looked at Khushi. She looked back at him in shock and Arnav gave her a sexy grin.

"Shut your mouth baby," Arnav muttered. "It's for me only," he winked.

Khushi blinked and shut her mouth. The chick at the register handed Arnav the bag and he took it and led Khushi out the store.

Once they got out, Khushi didn't waste a second.

"Arnav, what the hell is all this stuff," she whispered out.

"Fun," he simply said.

"But Arnav-"

"Ssh," he said, moving in closer to her and he leaned her up against the wall.

Khushi's eyes widened and she looked side to side, people looking at them. "Arnav stop," she whispered, "people are looking at us."

"Let them," and he covered her lips with his.

Khushi was still at first, but then she recovered and caressed his face and pulled him in closer. Arnav had her held back with his hips, Khushi feeling his erection, making her groan into his mouth.

Arnav let go first. "We have to get back to the hotel now before I lose it."

Khushi nodded. "Fast."

And the two left without a word.