Chapter Twenty One

Khushi's head spun as she woke up the next morning. It took her a moment for it to go away and when her vision cleared, she turned and smiled. Arnav was asleep, lying on his chest, holding his pillow. He looked like a baby, looking all cute, and Khushi stared in awe.

Eventually she got up and went to the bathroom. She was still tired and looked at the mirror and smiled. Her hair was messed up and tangled, and her body wasn't the milky white it normally is, but violet-blue. There were numerous hickeys, all over her neck, shoulders, breasts, and stomach. She felt a wave run up her and she shivered, but it was a good feeling.

Khushi was too busy smiling and looking at her body, that she didn't realize Arnav had gotten up and came into the bathroom. He looked at Khushi's body. He looked at his bites all over her and felt bad for what he had done to her beautiful body. But when he saw her smiling, the guilt somewhat faded away and he went up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her shoulder.

Khushi snapped back to reality and smiled at Arnav. "Good morning."

"Good morning. … Khushi, I'm sorry."

"Sorry? For what?"

"Look at what I did to your body. It's purple!"

"So? I don't care."

"But it's not that beautiful, milky skin anymore. Its all bruised from my bites-"

"It's not bruised! Arnav," she turned and cupped his face in her hands, "they're marks of the love you have for me."

"But-"

"Ssh. Not another word. … otherwise I'll think last night meant nothing-"

"Don't say that. It meant a lot. Khushi, every night I spend with you is just a way to show how much I love you."

Khushi smiled. "I know."

She kissed him on the cheek and stroked her thumb on it. Arnav pulled her in and hugged her and Khushi held onto him tight.

Both got ready and had breakfast brought up to their room. They ate and then ordered up some games and played Just Dance 2 and Just Dance 3 on the X-Box 360 the hotel provided in the room. Khushi beat Arnav in almost every game and the two were enjoying themselves so much, they didn't realize when time passed and it went into the evening.

Arnav's laptop was on and it was ringing. He paused the game and looked at his laptop and saw that it was Anjali calling from Oovoo.

"What the," and he went to his laptop.

Khushi followed him and Arnav sat down in a chair and Khushi went behind him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Arnav took the call and saw his Di.

"Di, what's up," Arnav said.

"Nothing, just wanted to talk to Khushi."

"Me," Khushi asked.

"Aww! You two look so cute! Let me get a snapshot of this," and she did. "Aww! How cute!"

"Di, why do you need to talk to her," Arnav asked.

"Ugh! None of your business Chote."

"Um… okay…?"

"Now go so I can talk to her."

"But-"

"No buts, so go!"

Arnav got up and looked at Khushi, before heading to the living room.

"What's wrong Di," Khushi asked.

"Nothing. I just wanted to ask if you got my note and used those clothes."

"Oh…."

"Well? Did you?!"

"Um…-"

"Oh my gosh! You did!"

Khushi blushed.

"Oh my- um… Khushi, your neck…."

Khushi touched her neck and scrunched her eyebrows.

"Um… hickey…."

Khushi's jaw dropped and she quickly moved her hair in the way.

Anjali laughed and shook her head. "Aww! I'll leave you two lovebirds alone then. Bye!" She disconnected the call.

Arnav came in and shut his laptop off and looked at Khushi.

Khushi looked side to side. "What?"

"So Di's the one who gave those clothes."

"W-what clothes?"

Arnav neared in on her and she moved away. "You know which ones."

"N-no I-I don't."

Khushi didn't realize but Arnav had made them walk into the the closet. Khushi leaned against the wall and she looked around and realized.

Arnav moved over to her bag and got out the slinky clothes. "You know."

Khushi looked side to side and then snatched them out of his hands. "So?"

Arnav crossed his arms. "Nothing."

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows and looked at him. "What do you mean nothing? You back me up to the closet and then say nothing?" She scoffed. "Nice."

She put them back in the bag and was about to head out when Arnav blocked her way.

"Who said I'm done," Arnav smirked.

Khushi pulled him in and backed up against the wall. "Then let's start," and she smacked her lips on his.

The two kissed like crazy, their tongues smashing into each others. They kissed each other that crazily, that their lips wouldn't even sometimes land on the other's lips, but on their cheeks.

Arnav traveled down to her throat and kissed it and then traveled all over her neck. Khushi ruffled his hair and turned her head, giving him more space. Khushi felt her body tensing up and heating up, that having her clothes on made her body burn. She couldn't take it anymore and moved her hands down to her shirt and pulled it off and Arnav looked at her.

"It is too hot in here," Khushi exhaled.

"You bet," and he kissed her again.

Arnav took off his shirt and both got off each other's pants and stood there, making out. They let go to catch on their breath and Khushi's hands traveled to her back and she unhooked her bra and removed it and got out of her underwear. Seeing what Khushi was doing, Arnav got out of his boxers and picked her up and dropped her down on the bed.

Arnav looked down at Khushi and she looked back at him. There was something up, a gleam in Arnav's eyes. Khushi looked into his eyes and tried to figure out what he was planning but before she could, Arnav acted.

He kissed her and Khushi kissed back, still confused. He moved down to her neck and nibbled on it and then went to her shoulders and kissed and nibbled on it. After that, he traveled down to her breasts and massaged them and Khushi shut her eyes and loved it! Arnav sucked on her breasts and saw her nipples erected. He bit into them and Khushi yelped out and her lips quivered. She absolutely loved it and she looked at Arnav, her breathing like crazy.

After giving her a little more torture on her breasts, he looked at Khushi while slowly going down to her stomach, kissing her body as he went lower. Khushi squirmed a bit, her eyes shut. Arnav kissed and nipped on her stomach and Khushi loved it!

Khushi was so glued to the feeling that she didn't have a clue that Arnav had gone lower, down to her lower region. When Khushi felt his lips at her lower region, her eyes sprang open and she gasped. He kissed her lower region and her inner thighs, while looking at her and Khushi's heart skipped a beat. Arnav smiled to himself and then kissed his way up her inner thighs and sucked on her cl*t.

"Ooooooh," Khushi moaned. "… aah- oooooooh!"

Arnav sucked away on it and Khushi gasped.

"Aaaaah! … oooooooooh! … ooooooh! A-Arn- ooooooh!"

He continued to suck on it and put his finger in her womanhood and Khushi gasped out really loud.

"Aaaaaaha! … ooooooooh! … oooooooh! Arnav… aaaaaaaha! Ooooooh!"

Arnav applied pressure with his tongue and Khushi gripped onto the sheets below.

"Ooooooh! … oooooooh! … aaaah! … Ar-aaaaaah! … Arnaaaaaaahv! … oooooooh!"

Khushi clutched onto his hair and pushed his head into her and moved her body with him. She absolutely loved what he was doing and it felt amazing! Arnav loved the fact that she was responding and looked up at her as he continued. Khushi was moving her head side to side, unable to control herself, loving what he was doing to her and she continued to moan.

"Ooooooh! … oooooooh! … A-Arna- ooooooh!"

Arnav was smiling on the inside, proud that he was able to achieve this and he felt accomplished. With that, he continued and Khushi's grip tightened on his hair and she gasped.

"Oh my gosh… A-A-Arnav… ooooooh!"

Khushi thought she was going to be insane by the end of this and she gripped onto his hair tighter. She felt helpless and wanted him to stop the torture, but at the same time, she loved the pleasure he was giving her.

After going hours with this torture/pleasure, Arnav gave her some final kisses and then took his finger out and moved slowly up, kissing her stomach, breasts, shoulders, and neck. Khushi breathed really fast and her chest heaved. She looked at Arnav as she caught her breath and Arnav looked down at her and caught up on his.

Arnav brought his hand up and looked at his finger, the one he had in her. Khushi looked at it too, and his hand was dripping wet. She looked at it and then looked back at him. Arnav looked at his hand and then at Khushi. She was looking at him, trying to figure out what he was thinking and he smiled lightly. He gave her a kiss and Khushi tasted herself on his lips.

"I love you Khushi," Arnav whispered.

"I love you too Arnav."

Arnav got out a condom and put it on and without further delay, he entered her. Khushi turned them over and Arnav looked at her confused.

"Time for your reward," Khushi smirked.

Khushi went insane after that, moving up and down, making him go in and out on her will. He absolutely loved it. She was crazy no doubt and for Arnav, it felt really good on his manhood.

Chapter Twenty

Arnav picked up his money from the casino and Khushi was waiting for him, biting away on a slice of lemon that they took from the club. Arnav had his too and both went back to the hotel. Good thing Arnav wasn't too drunk.

They got to their hotel and went up to their room. Khushi went to the bathroom to wash up and brush. Arnav got out of his shirt and checked all of his messages and called home to check on them. Khushi came out just as Arnav hung up.

"Khushi, why don't you change and go to sleep?"

"What?"

"Change and go to sleep."

"But-"

"I'm sure you're not feeling good since you drank so much your first time."

"But Arnav-"

"No buts. You need rest."

Arnav went to the bathroom to freshen up and got ready for bed, leaving Khushi standing there. When Arnav came out, towel in hand, wiping his face, Khushi was still standing in the same spot.

"Khushi, I thought I told you to go to bed."

"And I thought you were going to do something," Khushi said, crossing her arms.

"When did I say that?"

"Arnav, shut up! I may be drunk but I'm not stupid, nor forgetful."

"But you're drunk, so you might've heard wrong."

"Arnav Singh Raizada! You will get out of your pants and you WILL be in bed with me TONIGHT."

Arnav threw the towel aside and Khushi jumped out of surprise. He went over to her and Khushi backed away, scared. She couldn't move back any further because she was against the wall. Arnav looked straight into her eyes and Khushi looked back, completely nervous.

"Was that an order," Arnav asked.

Khushi didn't say anything.

"Did you demand me, Arnav Singh Raizada, to do something?"

"Y-yes, yes I did. Because I'm Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada."

Arnav's phone rang off, cutting Arnav off from saying something. He went over to his phone and picked it up and Khushi relaxed. Khushi went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. When she turned to leave, Arnav was coming her way and she moved back and leaned against the island.

"A-Arnav…."

"Hmm?"

He was leaning in really close, that Khushi had no space to move back.

"Arnav-"

"Yes Khushi?"

"I-I… um, I…."

Arnav moved his hand up her back and Khushi shut her eyes from his touch. Arnav unzipped her dress and her dress came down and caught at her waist. Khushi took in a sharp breath and looked at Arnav and gulped.

Arnav kissed her and Khushi thought she would melt. He was going crazy and Khushi thought she would faint. He was leaning in very close to her and Khushi had no space. Arnav picked her up and went back to their room.

"Arnav," Khushi whispered.

He placed her down and pulled the dress down and Khushi stepped out of it, while unbuckling his belt and getting him out of his pants and boxers. He stepped out of them and Arnav laid her down on the bed and kissed her like crazy. Khushi was loving it and being drunk, made her crazier than ever.

From his small actions of kissing her turned Khushi on really fast.

She spoke between kisses. "A-Arnav… I-I-I think… I think… I-I'm about to cum-"

"I know sweetheart… I feel it coming…."

Her liquid was coming out and got on his manhood and he couldn't wait any longer and got on a condom and entered her.

"Aah! Arnav!"

"What's wrong?" Arnav froze.

"You do… realize its really big, right?"

"Is that so?"

"Yes! So tell me when you enter!"

"Oh… sorry-"

"Don't apologize and f*ck me already!"

"Right."

Arnav went in and out of her slowly and Khushi's grip tightened on his shoulders.

"Arnav… faster…."

Arnav listened and went faster and Khushi gasped for air.

"Aaaaah! A-A-Arnav- Aaah!"

"Khushi…."

Khushi felt his cum inside her and she loved it.

"Baby… cum for me," Arnav whispered.

At the pace Arnav was going, she didn't think it would happen so easily. She turned them over and went fast and within a few seconds, Arnav felt his entire manhood drenched with her liquid. He looked up at Khushi and she had her eyes shut and she was moving with no control.

"Aaaaah! Aaaaaaah! Arnav… this feels so good- aaaaah!"

"Do it more baby… do it more…."

Khushi let him go in and out of her loving the feeling of his manhood inside her and she moaned like crazy.

"Aaaaaaah! … aaaaaaah!"

Khushi bit her lip as she grinded on him, gyrating her hips and Arnav loved it. It made Khushi crazier and she nibbled his neck and then bit into it.

"Aaah," Arnav moaned. "Khushi…."

Khushi traveled down to his chest and nibbled on his chest. Arnav's fingers tangled in her hair and he loved what she was doing to him… which drove him insane.

Arnav rolled them over and he took her hands up above her head and pinned them back. He went in and out of her with no control and both were dripping wet down there.

"Aaaaah… Aaaaaarrnaaaaavvv… aaaah!"

Arnav was loosing his control and moved his right hand down and held the sheets for support, ruffling them up in his hands, while Khushi's left hand went to his shoulder and held on.

Her grip made Arnav grab more of the sheets in his hands and he looked down at Khushi. Khushi was having multiple orgasms, one happening while another was going and her breathing was insane! She looked up at Arnav and both looked into each other's eyes as Arnav went in and out of her.

Khushi's rolled up and she shut her eyes, her grip tightening on him and she moaned. "Aaaaaah! Aarnaav! Aaahah! Mmph… aaah! … oooooohh! … yeeaaaah… that feels good… cum, baby, cum… aaaaaah!"

"You like that baby? Huh? You like that? How about now? Like that?" He kissed her shoulder and neck and then looked back at Khushi. "Look at me baby. I wanna see your face while you cum."

Khushi slowly opened her eyes and looked into Arnav's. It was as if looking at him created more of an intensity, and Arnav could feel how dripping wet she was. Not only was she, but his manhood was flooded by now.

Arnav had finally reached his peak and Khushi felt the burst inside her. It felt so good, that she moaned out really loud. And I mean really loud that one of the maids, who was vacuuming the hallway carpet, heard Khushi over the vacuum. At first, she didn't understand what it was and turned it off. She didn't hear anything and was about to turn it on, when she heard:

"Aaaaaaah! … aaaaaaah! Mmm, Aaarnaaav… oh yeah… aaaaaaah! … oooooooh! … yeeeeaaaaaahhh…. Ooooh- aaaaaah!"

The maid's eyes widened and she quickly turned the vaccum back on. She still could hear Khushi moan and she quickly left.

Chapter Nineteen

Arnav and Khushi both got ready to go out. After a day spent inside, the next night Arnav was going to take Khushi to a casino and Khushi couldn't wait. Arnav dressed up casually and Khushi wore a black dress. They headed out and Khushi loved the sight of all the lights shining.

"It's so beautiful," Khushi said, mesmerized by the lights.

"Not as beautiful as you," Arnav flirted.

Khushi blushed. "Do you ever control yourself?"

"Not around you."

They arrived to the casino and Khushi gazed.

"The place is huge."

"Uh huh. It's the biggest one around here."

Both entered and Khushi was mesmerized. "Look at all these people! It's like as if they're bees and they're buzzing."

Arnav smiled to her reference. They went over to a slot machine after getting a lot of quarters. Arnav explained it out to Khushi and Khushi tried and won some money.

"How about you try," Khushi said.

"It's okay. I know I'll win."

"Cocky much."

Arnav shook his head and sat in front of the slot machine beside her's. "I know I'll win because I have you."

Khushi raised and eyebrow. "Oh really?"

Arnav took a quarter and put it in and pulled down. The thing rolled and Arnav hit the jackpot. "Really."

Khushi's eyes widened. Not because of the number of quarters that came pouring out, but because of how much Arnav values her. She stood up and leaned in to him and gave him a kiss, placing her arms around his neck.

"I'm that special," Khushi asked, playing with his hair.

Arnav held her waist. "More than my life-"

"Ssh! Arnav don't say things like that."

"But it's true-"

"I don't care. I don't like it!"

Khushi turned away and crossed her arms, pouting. One of the workers from the casino came and had Arnav's prize money taken so it could be changed into bills. Once the guy left, Arnav got up and held Khushi around the waist and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry," he whispered into her neck.

"It's okay. So tell me, now what?"

Arnav looked up at her and she looked at him. "You'll see."

Arnav told the workers he'd be back and they said they would hold his money. Khushi wondered where Arnav was taking her and her question was answered.

"What the?" Khushi looked at all the people as they danced away and drank.

"This is the club."

He led her in and the music was loud.

"Why is it so loud," Khushi yelled.

"That's just how it is!"

Arnav led Khushi to the bar and they sat down. Arnav ordered a Pepsi for Khushi and a tequila shot for himself.

"What's that," Khushi asked.

"It's alcoholic."

"What? Arnav-"

The bartender came back with the tequila. The guy left and Khushi watched Arnav as he placed some salt on his hands and lick it and then took the entire shot.

He placed the shot cup down with a thud. "One more!"

The bartender nodded and Arnav looked at Khushi.

"Wow," Khushi said. "I want one!"

"But Khushi-"

"Don't 'but' me! I want one!"

"Okay… suit yourself."

Arnav cancelled the Pepsi order and ordered a tequila for her. The two shot cups were placed down and Khushi gulped.

"I've never had alcohol before," Khushi said.

"It'll be a bit rough as a beginner but you'll get the hang of it."

Arnav helped Khushi out on how to drink the tequila properly and then he took his shot. "Your turn."

Khushi gulped and licked some salt and took the shot, swinging her head back and gulped it down. She made a face and coughed a bit. "It tastes awful!"

"I know."

"I want another one."

Arnav smiled as ordered six more shots. The two gulped it down and Khushi took one of Arnav's.

"Hey!"

"Sucks for you," Khushi said. "More shots please," she yelled out.

Both had shots after shots and Arnav stopped and looked at Khushi. She had numerous of shot cups in front of her and she kept going.

"Khushi, slow down!"

Khushi had her last one and she exhaled. She hiccuped a bit and then smiled at Arnav. Clearly, from the look on her face, Arnav knew she was heavily drunk.

"Arnav, you're so cute," and she hiccuped.

"Khushi-"

"Ssh!" She placed get finger on his lips, pressing on it hard. "Don't speak. I'm not done yet. You're not just cute, you're sexy!"

Arnac just looked at her.

"Sexy people don't talk, they do things," and she winked at him, a sexy grin running across her face.

Arnav looked at her. She looked very sexy in the black dress. Her dress went with her shape and it was as if her body was yelling out "touch me Arnav! Touch me!"

Arnav was about to reach out for her but Khushi got up.

"Let's dance," Khushi said.

"What?"

"Let's. Dance."

Khushi grabbed Arnav's hand and she led him to the dance floor. Khushi placed her arms around his neck and she moved away to the beat, swaying her hips from side to side. Arnav was surprised from her actions but he soon got over and placed his hands on her hips and moved along with her.

The song ended and the song Main Sharabi from Cocktail played off.

"Ye ye
Yaaron mujh muaf karo
Yaaron mujh muaf karo
Main nashe me hoon
Badi haseen hai zulfon ki shyaam pee lije
Hamaare haath se do-chaar jaam pee lije
Pilaaye jab koi mashooq apne haathon se
Sharaab phir nahi rehti haraam pee lije

Chakko chakko chakko chakko
Chakko yaaro lal pari...
Aaj to jee lo aaj to jee lo
Kal ki hai kisko padi...

Sippin sippin sippin sippin Sippin yaaro lal pari
Aaj to jee lo aaj to jee lo Kal ki hai kisko padi...

Kismat meri jagado, Music thoda badha do
Ik patiyala aur pilado, Is party mein aag lagado
Kismat meri jagado, Music thoda badha do
Ik patiyala aur pilado, Is party mein aag lagado

Yes-yes i want it more, Aaj na chalega zor
Khulegi daaru machega shor
Aajao saare on the floor
Bas isi baat pe botal kholo
Kiye jo saare paap woh dholo
Aao mere saath me holo
Put your hand's up zor se bolo

Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi"

Khushi was shaking her head, her hair flying side to side, and she moved her body and Arnav was happy that she was enjoying herself.

"Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi

Chakko chakko chakko chakko
Chakko yaaro lal pari...
Aaj to jee lo aaj to jee lo
Kal ki hai kisko padi...

Sippin sippin sippin sippin
Sippin yaaro lal pari
Aaj to jee lo aaj to jee lo
Kal ki hai kisko padi...

Seena jalta hai, Peena padta hai
Dard ghat.Ta hai, Jaam chadhta hai
Meri aankhon me mehboob mera
Sharaab likhta hai, sharaab padhta hai
Tabhi toh

Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi"

Khushi was going crazy, moving side to side with no care at all, her hair hitting her face as she shook her head, jumping up and down. She had her back against Arnav as she continued to move.

She's out of control, Arnav said in his head, smiling.

"Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi

Sharaab peena agar basahoor hota hai
Sharaab peena bada bekasoor hota hai
Sharaab peene ka ye fayda niraala hai
Aam sa chehra bhi jannat ki hoor hota hai"

Khushi face Arnav and had her arms around his neck, moving on him.

"So lemme get you boots on fire
U wanna set this floor on fire
I am noticire
Come on baby let's go higher
Kudi kanwaari ho gayi jhalli
Nachi jaandi kalli kalli

Aao mere saath me holo
Put your hand's up zor se bolo"

Khushi let go of Arnav and went crazy.

"Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi

Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi"

Khushi was feeling exhausted and she held onto Arnav, her head spinning a bit but she laughed.

"Khushi, you okay?"

"Oh yeah! I'm superb!"

Khushi felt a bit light headed and she nearly fell over but Arnav caught her.

"Sweetheart, are you sure?"

"Arnav I'm- I think I'm gonna be sick!"

"I was afraid of that."

Arnav helped Khushi to the ladies room and Khushi went in and puked. Arnav felt bad. Yeah, it happens when you drink that you tend to throw up, especially your first time, but he blamed himself for it.

Eventually Khushi came out and Arnav caressed her face.

"You okay?"

"I'm fine now but guess what?! I'm drunk," Khushi giggled hysterically.

"Let's go home."

"What?! No-"

"Khushi let's go."

"No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no!"

"Khushi-"

"No! I wanna go crazy tonight!"

Arnav leaned in very close to Khushi. "What was it that you said earlier? That, sexy people don't talk, but do things? Well, I'm going to do something to you if you come back to the hotel with me?"

"What will you do," Khushi asked like a five year old.

Arnav smirked a sexy smirk. "You'll see," and he took her hand and led her out of the club.

Chapter Eighteen

Arnav leaned a pillow back and got off of Khushi. He rested back and Khushi sat up as well.

"You have to answer me a few questions."

"What are you talking about," Khushi asked.

"It's about when we first met, you know, when I had my men bring you in the first time?"

Khushi covered herself with the duvet and leaned back on a pillow. "…yeah…?"

"How come you just said yes like that?"

"That's cause I already knew you were my husband, duh?"

Arnav looked away. "How do I not remember myself? I mean it wasn't that long ago."

"Yeah but no one kept reminding you unlike me. Moni reminded me, like, almost everyday."

"But still! How could I forget the fact that I had a wife?!"

Khusbi placed a hand on his shoulder. "Sweetheart, it's not your fault. Besides, even if you did know, you would've known that I was dead."

"Yeah, but that would've changed when we met."

"I guess…. Look, Arnav, don't stress out on it too much, 'kay?"

"Imagine if I had gotten married to someone else. What then, huh? I could've lost you."

"But you didn't. Now will you relax!"

Khushi rested her head on his shoulder. Arnav sighed and held Khushi close. Khushi shut her eyes and she faintly smiled.

"I love being this close to you," Khushi whispered.

Arnav smiled. "So do I."

They remained quiet a few minutes when Arnav spoke.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you still want me?"

Khushi sat up and looked at Arnav, smiling. "More than ever."

"Then what are we waiting for," and he pinned Khushi down.

Khushi gasped and shook her head. "You're so full of games."

"Like you aren't," and he moved to her neck and nibbled away.

"Mmm… that feels good…."

Khushi felt Arnav smiled and she ran her fingers through his hair, enjoying the softness of it. Arnav moved down to her breasts and bit them and Khushi gripped onto his hair tightly.

"Ah! Arnav!"

"What is it sweetheart? Does it feel good? How about this?"

Khushi gulped as Arnav licked her nipples. Her lips quivered and she whimpered. Her chest heaved as her breathing paced and Arnav watched as she shuddered from the chills.

Arnav couldn't resist and he entered her and Khushi gripped on. As Arnav moved, he moved his hands all over her body, feeling its softness. He loved her glowing, milky skin and how it was so soft to his touch. She looked so precious and it would make Arnav's mouth water for her taste.

"Arnav…."

Arnav loved the sound of her moaning. It was practically music to his ears. Arnav paced up and Khushi had her fingers tangled in his hair.

"Khushi…."

"Arnav… ah!"

"I love you Khushi…."

"I love you too Arnav…."

Everything was passionate and both were enjoying themselves too much. It was over before they even knew it and Arnav rested his head on her stomach and shut his eyes to get some rest. Khushi ran her fingers through his hair, letting him relax.

Arnav reached up and took one of her hands in his. "Khushi?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

Khushi smiled. "I love you too, sweetheart."

Arnav got comfortable and shut his eyes, relaxing in the hands of his wife… his life.

Chapter Seventeen

Arnav woke up to the sound of the phone ringing. It was the hotel's wake up call and for breakfast. He picked up the phone and put it back down, ending it. Arnav turned a bit and then noticed Khushi.

He looked down at her, beautiful and sound asleep. Her hair was in her face and Arnav moved it aside. Arnav couldn't help but caress her cheeks in his hand and he gave her a kiss on top of her head. Arnav carefully moved her aside, making sure she got enough sleep.

He got up and put on one of the hotels robes and headed to the bathroom to wash up. When he got out, there was a knock at the door and he opened it. A hotel worker stood outside, with a breakfast cart, and Arnav tipped him and the guy left. Arnav pulled in the cart and went over to Khushi to wake her up.

"Khushi? Khushi?"

Khushi squirmed a bit and held onto her pillow.

"Khushi? Wake up."

"Hmm?"

Khushi sat up and looked from side to side, her eyes half opened, and then she looked at Arnav and smiled. Arnav smiled back and Khushi rested her head on his shoulder.

"Good morning," Khushi said tiredly.

"Morning. Sleep well?"

Khushi nodded.

"Tired."

"A bit." She sat up straight and looked at Arnav. "But when I see you, all my energy comes rushing back in."

Arnav smiled and kissed her forehead. "Go wash up."

Khushi nodded and got out of bed. She was heading towards the bathroom, when she felt Arnav's stares.

"Why are you staring at me," Khushi asked.

"What? I'm not allowed to look at my wife."

"Is it that you want to look at me? Or because you want to LOOK at me," she said, gesturing down at her naked body.

Arnav smiled. "Both."

Khushi just shook her head and smiled. She turned away and headed to the bathroom, grabbing some clothes with her. Soon she came out and Arnav went in, taking some clothes in. Once he came out, both had breakfast together.

"So Khushi, what do you want to do today?"

"Um… nothing really today. I mean we just came yesterday so we should just relax today."

"Okay, whatever you say," Arnav smiled.

Khushi rested her chin in her hand. "Got any ideas?"

"Well… we could watch a movie, have some fun."

"Sure."

"Choose a movie."

"Uh… I don't really know any."

"Seriously?"

"… yeah."

"Wow."

Khushi sucked on her teeth. "Shut up. … oh! What about that movie you mentioned the other day with… what's her name… Vidya whatever her last name is."

"Vidya Balan. And you want to watch The Dirty Picture?"

"Hey, it can't be that bad."

"You wouldn't know unless you watched it."

"Exactly, I wouldn't. So now I wanna watch it."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Alright…. I'll see if they have it and order it up, 'kay?"

"Sure."

Arnav called up the main desk and asked about the movie and Khushi got herself comfortable. The movie was brought in and Arnav popped some popcorn in the microwave.

"What's popcorn," Khushi asked.

"Try it," Arnav said, passing her the bowl.

Khushi popped some in her mouth and she loved it. "It's so good! Salty and buttery, but good!"

The movie began and Khushi's jaws dropped first thing. "Is she…?"

"Yup."

"Is the whole movie like this?"

"Sonewhat."

Khushi sighed. "Well then… just gonna have to deal with it."

Hours passed and they watched the entire movie. Arnav turned to look at Khushi and she had tears in her eyes.

"Khushi? Khushi are you okay?"

"No! She committed suicide!"

"It's just a movie - it's fake!"

"I know that! But still!" She sniffed.

"Seriously, woman can be-"

"Don't start with me Arnav cause I won't spare you!"

"Okay! Okay!"

Khushi slumped back. "I'm hungry."

"Even after all the room service?"

While watching the movie, both got hungry and ordered room service.

"Yes."

"Want a snack?"

"Okay."

Arnav got up and took Khushi's hand and they went to the kitchen. Arnav looked at what they had and passed Khushi a box of Oreos.

"Eat these, they're really good," Arnav said. "Better with milk," and he got some out from the fridge.

"Thanks. What about you?"

Arnav found some whipped cream and sprayed some in his mouth.

"What's that," Khushi asked.

"Wipp cweem," Arnav said with his mouth full.

"What?"

He gulped it down. "Whipped cream."

"I want some."

"Too bad," and he sprayed some more in.

"Arnav! Don't be a baby."

"Oh well."

Khushi got up and went to get it out of his hand but he moved away. Khushi tried again but Arnav moved away again.

"Arnav! Pass that!"

"Nope," and he held it up high.

Khushi jumped up to reach it but Arnav held it higher. Khushi tried again but Arnav took it out of her reach. Arnav just found it all plain funny and just watched Khushi try so hard to reach it.

"Arnav, seriously?"

"What," he smiled. "This is just too funny."

Khushi stopped and looked at Arnav. She leaned in, very close to his face. In fact she was inches away from her face. Arnav gazed down at her lips, looking at her plump and juicy lips.

"Arnav," Khushi whispered.

Arnav's hands slowly came down and he was stuck on her lips. "Hmm?"

"Arnav," she whispered again, looking at his lips.

"Yeah," he whispered back.

"Arnav…."

"Khushi…."

They were centimeters away from each others lips when Khushi spoke.

"You loose," and she geared the whipped cream and ran out of the kitchen.

"Khushi," Arnav called out. Unbelievable, he thought. Did she just toy with me. "I'm not sparing you, Khushi."

"Oh yeah," Khushi yelled back. "Come and get me!"

Fine then, he said in his head. If you wanna play that way, then fine. I'll play too.

Arnav went into the other room and chased Khushi around. They ran from room to room, running around the entire suite. Khushi was laughing hysterically and Arnav wasn't sparing Khushi at all.

I have to distract him one way or the other, Khushi thought. But how?

Khushi looked around and then down at herself.

Perfect, she said in her head.

Khushi took off her shirt and threw at Arnav. It hit Arnav in the face and he stopped. He held it in his hands and looked at it. He smirked. It is so on, he said in his head.

Arnav began to run again and found Khushi's pants on the floor. He picked it up and shook his head. "Your mine now, Khushi!"

"Not unless you get me first," she yelled back.

Arnav ran again and found Khushi's bra and panty on the floor. He picked them up and shook his head.

This girl is full of fun, he said in his head.

He walked into their room and found Khushi lying down on the bed, spraying whipped cream into her mouth. He leaned against the door and crossed his arms.

Khusbi smiled. "You're right, this really does taste good."

Arnav just shook his head.

Khusbi shook it. "I think it's almost done. Want some," Khushi asked, licking her finger clean from whipped cream.

"That depends. How am I getting it?" Arnav didn't want to run anymore.

Khushi tapped her cheek for a moment and then looked at Arnav. There was a gleam in her eyes and Arnav knew something was up. Khushi shook the can and sprayed some on her breasts. Arnav felt tempted to go over to Khushi on the spot, until what she did next. She spread her legs out and sprayed the whipped cream from her cleavage, past her belly button, down her love line, all the way to her lower region.

"This way," she said seductively.

Arnav walked over to the bed and dropped Khushi's bra and panty on the floor. He took of his shirt, revealing his sexy, sculpted chest and went over to Khushi.

"You're such a tease," Arnav said, sitting beside her.

"I can't help myself."

Arnav smirked and moved over to Khushi's legs and began to remove all the whipped cream and gave her an extra special treat (;-) lolz). He slowly moved up and removed every bit of whipped cream off of her and gave her a kiss. Khushi tasted the whipped cream and herself on his lips.

"Arnav," she said in the middle of kisses, "I… want you… now."

Arnav let go of Khushi and leaned his forehead on her's. "No Khushi."

Khushi looked at him. "What? B-but why?"

"You have to answer me a few questions."

Chapter Sixteen

"Wow," was all Khushi could say.

She walked around the room, loving every bit of it.

"It's beautiful," Khushi gushed.

"Yeah. The place is great."

The room was huge, practically the size of a small apartment. There was a huge walk in closet, a huge bed, and the bathroom was the size of a regular room, with a huge jacuzzi and walk in shower, more closet space on the side.

Arnav sat down on a sofa. "Well I'm tired."

"No kidding," and Khushi sat down on the bed and grabbed her bag.

"What you doing?"

"I'm about to take a shower," she said, heading towards the bathroom.

"Can I join you?"

Khushi looked him straight in the eyes. "No."

She turned away and left to the bathroom. Arnav just shrugged, knowing that she was still mad about earlier. Not long later, Khushi came out, holding onto a white towel. Arnav couldn't help but gaze away at her. Khushi was fixing her hair and noticed Arnav staring.

"Don't forget to blink," Khushi joked.

Arnav rolled his eyes and got up and approached Khushi. "I'm gonna take a shower now. I hope there's another towel, otherwise," and he placed a hand over her's, which she was using to hold the towel.

Khushi pushed his hand away. "Don't worry. There's three more. Use 'em all if you need to."

Arnav just smirked and went to the bathroom. Once Khushi heard the sound of water pouring down, Khushi crossed her arms.

"This guy is unbelievable," Khushi said aloud, sighing.

She went over to her bags and went through it to find her clothes when her eyes caught on the bag Anjali took.

I wonder what Di put in it, Khushi thought.

She opened up the bag and got shocked at what she found. On top there was a note from Anjali.

>Since it's your honeymoon, you're going to need these. Trust me, it'll be worth it.<

Khushi took out the kinky clothes and gaped at them. There was a bottom part to the note and she looked at it.

>PS:I know, it's gross in a way that I'm helping out but I couldn't help myself when I saw these in stores and I knew I had to get them for you.

PPS: I heard what Chote said to you in the morning (couldn't help myself), so prove him wrong (he's very obnoxious).<

"Obnoxious indeed," Khushi said aloud to herself.

The whole bag was filled with those clothes and Khushi sighed.

"Really Di? You had to do this?"

Khushi sighed and placed all the clothes down and looked at them. One caught her eyes and she couldn't help herself but pick it up and put it against her and look at her reflection in the mirror.

"It's so cute," she gushed.

Khushi liked it and loved how she was looking in it.

"Fine then. I guess it won't hurt to wear this," and she headed for the closet, grabbing everything else with her to put them away.

Arnav came out a few minutes later, a towel wrapped, and he went through his bags and found a t-shirt and pjs. He turned to put his bags away in the closet when the doors opened. Arnav gaped away at Khushi, Khushi having a confident look on her face. Her outfit was white, with black flower prints, slightly puffy at the bottom, only going down to the height of booty shorts. She approached towards Arnav slowly and Arnav was still stuck.

"What were those three things you said earlier," Khushi asked.

"U-um," he hesitated, staring right her cleavage, displayed crystal clear. "A-a l-lady in the public."

"A chef in the kitchen…."

"And… and a-"

Arnav stopped because Khushi was right in front of his face.

"And what," Khushi asked, looking him in the eyes and at his lips.

"A-and a…."

Khushi pulled on Arnav's towel and it came right off.

"What the-"

"Ssh," she said into his ear. "Please Arnav, not today," and she nibbled a bit on his ear.

"I didn't know you owned clothes like this."

Khushi looked at him. "Well now you do," and she gave him a seductive kiss.

Arnav remained frozen a bit by her actions but then realized that he knew from the start that she would do something, knowing Khushi. He had this planned out from the start. He knew Khushi would mind at first but being the way she is, she would definitely do something about it and he was happy she did.

Arnav kissed her back and the two were stuck in lip-lock. He couldn't get enough of her and she couldn't get enough of him and both pulled on each other, wanting the other very close to them, practically becoming a part of them.

Arnav lost full control of himself and could only think about the taste of her flesh. Khushi let go first, trying to catch her breath, while Arnav nibbled away on her neck. He sucked on her flesh and Khushi loved the feeling.

"The things you do to me," Khushi sighed.

Arnav looked up. "You know you like it."

"But do you know what I love?"

"Yeah. Me," and he kissed her.

Khushi let go first. "Obnoxious much. But yes, I love you. But there's something else."

"And what's that?"

Khushi smirked. "Being in bed with you, of course."

Arnav just gave her a look and then held her hand and led her to the bed. He made her lie down and went on top of her. The way he was gazing down at her Khushi couldn't help but blush and turn away. Arnav made her face him and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. Khushi caressed his face in her hands and Arnav tilted his head a bit and kissed her hand.

"I love you Khushi," he whispered.

"I love you too," she whispered back.

Both gazed away at each other for a moment and then kissed for who knows how long. They were in an unbreakable lip-lock, pulling at each other to get them closer. Arnav let go first and moved to her neck and Khushi had her fingers through his hair. Arnav loved how she tugged on his hair every now and then and acted really passionately.

Khushi tugged on his hair. "Arnav, you're going to drive me insane by the end of this trip."

Arnav looked up. "Not anything else?"

"You're gonna make me crazy for you!"

Arnav smirked. "That's the plan," and he kissed her again.

Khushi didn't exactly understand what he meant and was a bit confused. She felt him bite into her flesh and she tugged on his hair and pushed him off and sat on him.

"What do you mean," Khushi asked.

"Instead of telling you, I'll show you," and he pulled Khushi back in and kissed her.

Khushi got to caught up and felt herself getting crazy. Arnav reached to the bottom of her dress and put his hands underneath and picked it up. Khushi got rid of it and tossed it aside and kissed him. Arnav had his hands go around all over her body, feeling every bit of it, and Khushi moaned from his touch, feeling sparks shoot up her.

"I can't take the teases any longer," Khushi exhaled.

"Why? Don't like it when I do this," and he squeezed her boobs. "Or this," and he moved his hand down to her lower region.

"I love it! But I want you."

"Fine then."

Arnav pulled Khushi in and both kissed insanely. Khushi felt Arnav remove a hand off her body and got confused.

"What are you doing," Khushi asked when she let go.

"What do you think I'm doing?"

"I think you just moved a hand away and now you're ruining my pleasure."

"Oh please."

Arnav kissed Khushi, but she just wasn't into the kiss. While Arnav had his eyes shut Khushi had her eyes open and her eyebrows scrunched. Khushi could feel his hands moving and got curious about what he was doing.

She let go first and caught on her breath, although she didn't have to. "What are you doing?"

"What?"

"What's in your hands?"

"What? You mean this," he asked, holding a condom.

"Yeah, that. What is that?"

"… a condom…?"

"A what?"

"… condom…?"

"What's that?"

"You don't know what a condom is?"

"… no."

"Are you serious," he smiled.

"Shut up and explain!"

"Alright! We use condoms so that you don't get pregnant."

"What?"

"Yeah. Didn't you realize?"

"I thought I had problems. I mean, we've had sex numerous times, I thought… thank goodness. But why?"

"Oh come on Khushi. Do you want to be a mother right now or would you like to spend time with me?" There was a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

"Well… I guess. But you've been using this all this time?"

"Not the same one. You use them and then throw it out. And yes I've been using them all this time. What, you never realized?"

"No."

Arnav smirked. "Looks like someone gets too caught up."

Khushi frowned. "Stop making fun of me."

"Don't like my teases?"

"Not these teases."

Arnav understood what she meant and kissed her. He leaned his forehead on her's.

"Are you done putting that thing on," Khushi whispered.

"Yeah, why?"

"Cause I want to feel you in me."

"No problem."

Arnav and Khushi kissed, going insane by the minute. Khushi pushed him off and sat on top of him, Arnav sitting up as well. He was kissing her all over her body and Khushi thought she was going to explode.

"Arnav… please stop."

Arnav knew that by doing this, she would reach her peak and that was exactly what he was planning on. As much as Khushi was being irritated she loved the feeling of his lips moving all over her body. She gripped on to his shoulders every now and then, feeling his nips here and there.

Khushi was about to reach her level and Arnav wasn't stopping now. "Arnav…."

Almost there, Arnav said in his head. In 3… 2… 1-

Khushi pushed Arnav back and Arnav laid flat and Khushi made him enter her. She sighed in relief and looked down at Arnav. Arnav saw a dangerous, sexy gleam in her eyes and looked away at her.

Khushi moved up and down slowly, acting seductive, and then leaned in to kiss Arnav. He kissed her back, both insanely kissing each other. Khushi still moved as she kissed him and Arnav moved his hands from her face, slowly down her body, sending sparks through Khushi and making her act faster. Arnav let go first and Khushi went harder at it.

"Khushi…."

Khushi loved how he moaned out her name and went faster. "Arnav…."

Khushi was going really hard and Arnav felt his heart rate going up insanely. He put his hands through his hair. "Khushi… don't stop…."

Khushi wasn't planning on it anytime soon. She was going harder and Arnav was loving it. She leaned in again and kissed him, trailing down to his neck and kissing it and nipping it.

"Aaah! Arnav… this feels way better… than last time."

"It does…. Now move faster…."

Khushi did and both had pressure waving down at them.

"Aaah! Arnav!"

"Khushi don't stop… move and moan out. Come on me!"

Khushi was going crazy, moving and getting wetter. Arnav sat up and both kissed, touching each other, Khushi still moving.

"Ooh! This feel too good," Khushi exclaimed.

"Baby, don't stop…. You're just too good…."

Khushi nodded and moved.

"Go faster, baby.…. Go harder…."

Khushi was going faster. "Aah! …Aah! …Aah! …AAH!"

"That's right baby…. Moan out from your orgasms…. Go harder!"

Khushi went faster and faster, moving up and down, one arm around Arnav's neck and he kissed her, moving his hands all over her body. She pushed him back and pinned his hands up above his head and kissed him and continued to go hard.

"Aah! Aah! Fucking you feels sooooo good," Khushi exclaimed.

"Fuck harder Khushi… fuck harder."

Khushi moved faster and harder. There was no stopping Khushi now. She was now a sex maniac, having multiple orgasms and being a whore.

"I wanna fuck you Arnav… I wanna fuck you all day… all night… letting you go in and out of me…."

Khushi smacked her lips on his and kissed him insanely. "Aah!" She moved faster. "Aaah!". Khushi just kept going faster.

"Fuck Khushi, fuck…. Moan!"

Khushi moved with no control. "Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! AAAAHH!!!"

Arnav couldn't take it anymore and tossed her over and pinned her back. "There's no stopping me now."

Arnav moved in and out of her and Khushi was having multiple orgasms. She was going crazy! Arnav went harder and he couldn't control himself.

"I'm going to fuck you crazy," Arnav said.

"Fuck me Arnav, fuck me. Aah!"

Arnav went all the way and his brain had shut down. The only thing he could think of was fucking Khushi. Khushi clutched onto her pillow, unable to control every bit of it.

"Aaah! Arnav!"

"Khushi…."

Khushi's grip tightened and she thought she was going to loose it. "Arnav! Aah!"

Arnav had no control and went in and out of her crazily. He moved his hands up to her's and put his fingers through her's. They clenched onto each others hands and Arnav went really hard.

"Arnav… ah!"

"Khushi…."

"Arnav! Please… aah!"

"Khushi…."

Arnav stopped and both looked at each other, gasping for air. Khushi chest heaved as she caught on her's. Arnav came off of her and laid back catching up on his breath. He looked over to Khushi and she turned over to him and laid her head on his chest.

"That felt really good," Khushi murmured in his chest.

"It felt amazing."

Arnav felt Khushi shivering and pulled the duvet over them and he held her closely, wounding his hands around her. Khushi snuggled into him and smiled into his chest.

"I love you, Arnav."

"I love you too, Khushi."

Khushi looked up at him and Arnav gave her kiss and both eventually fell asleep.

Chapter Fifteen

The next morning, Khushi got up bright and early. She couldn't help but look at Arnav, first thing. She knew she had work to do but she couldn't help herself. Within a few minutes, Arnav woke up and smiled at the sight of Khushi.

"Morning," Khushi whispered.

"Morning," and Khushi rested her head on his chest.

Khushi snuggled into Arnav and traced Arnav's chest.

"Is something wrong," Arnav asked.

"No. In fact everything is great."

"Oh…."

Khushi sensed something in his words and looked up at Arnav. "I'm fine but what about you?"

"Oh… nothing," and he let out a sigh.

"You're being dramatic!" Khushi sat up. "Tell me!"

"It's nothing. Besides, there's no point in saying anything cause you might just get mad," and he got out of bed.

"That's not true," Khushi cried out, crossing her arms. "Tell me!"

Arnav lightly smirked, and then removed it off his face and faced Khushi. "Fine. You wanna know? I'll tell you. You don't have all the qualities of a wife."

"Excuse me?!"

"Thats exactly what I'm talking about."

Arnav was about to turn away when Khushi yelled out. "Okay! I won't get mad! But what are you talking about?"

"There's three things to a wife Khushi."

"And what's that," Khushi asked, shrugging.

Arnav pointed a finger up as he listed them. "A lady to the public, a chef in the kitchen, and a whore in bed."

"Excuse me?"

"Yup. You are the first two in the beginning but not the last one."

Khushi was about to say something but Arnav cut her off.

"You used to be it before we were married. Guess I should've brought you in bed more often back then. You're just not as, how should I say this… active, as you used to be. You're just not the same," he shrugged and he went into the bathroom.

Khushi's jaw had dropped and she couldn't believe what he had said. She fumed a bit but then decided not to let his words bother her. Both eventually got ready and Khushi headed downstairs getting breakfast ready.

Everyone arrived at the table except for Anjali.

"Amma," Khushi said, "where's Di?"

"She should be coming soon sweetheart."

And just as she said that, Anjali came in.

"Mission successful," Anjali smiled.

"What mission Di," Arnav asked.

"Your honeymoon."

"What," Khushi asked.

"Your. Honeymoon."

"But-"

"Oh good," Anannya said, "do you have the room booked?"

"Room," Khushi asked.

"Of course sweetheart. You and Chote are going away to the city for a while for your honeymoon."

"But-"

"Oh Khushiji, it's a beautiful place," Anjali squealed.

"But-"

"Khushi betiyan," Dadi said, "you both have recently gotten married."

"But-"

"You both have to go! It's your honeymoon," Nani said.

"Um-"

"We'll go," Arnav said.

"Really," Anjali asked, cocking an eyebrow, suspicious of his reply.

"Yeah. I could use a break from you."

"Hey!"

"Now Di, hay is for horses."

Anjali twitched her mouth and looked away and Arnav smiled. Khushi liked the sight of his smile. After all, Arnav rarely smiled since he was to busy being "Malik".

"Whatever," Anjali said.

"Well if you two are done," Anannya said, "how about you two start packing."

Arnav and Khushi nodded and went up to their room to pack. In the middle of packing, Arnav got a call and stepped out of the room and Anjali slipped in.

"Di, aap," Khushi questioned.

"There's something I gotta give you."

"What?"

Anjali grabbed one of Khushi's bags. "You'll see," and she left the room, taking the bag.

"Di," Khushi called out. She went to the door and was about to follow Anjali when Arnav came back.

"Hey," Arnav smiled, blocking Khushi's path.

Khushi rolled her eyes and turned away on her heels. Arnav found her actions cute and went over to Khushi and held her around the waist.

"If I'm not mistaken," Arnav said, "you're missing a bag."

"Well you're correct," Khushi said with some attitude, shoving in some clothes into her bag.

"Ouch. Being a bit rough, are we?"

Khushi rolled her eyes and couldn't help but get pissed.

Not as I used to be, huh, Khushi said to herself in her head. I'll show you!

Arnav noticed her tensing up and knew what she was thinking about. He was about to say something when Anjali came in.

"Ugh, please, get a room," Anjali said.

"Di, we are," Arnav said, letting go of Khushi, turning his head a bit.

"Well then shut the door next time. Khushiji," she walked over to Khushi, "here you go," she said, holding the bag out.

"What's in this," Khushi asked.

Anjali whispered in Khushi's ears. "You'll see. Well, Chote will see. You'll have him speechless." She moved away and she winked.

Khushi was confused but before she could say anything, Anjali walked out of their room.

"Now then," Arnav said, "where was I?"

He was about to move back in to Khushi when Anjali came in again.

"You guys should head out now," Anjali said, poking her head in and then she left.

Arnav let out a deep sigh. "Well then, guess I'll have to continue later," and he grabbed some bags and left.

All the bags were eventually brought down and Arnav and Khushi left off for the city. During the drive, Arnav noticed that Khushi seemed a bit lost.

"Khushi?"

"Hm?" She was still zoned off.

"Khushi?"

"Yeah," she said, snapping out of it.

"We'll be in the city in about an hour."

"Really?"

He nodded.

"Oh… okay."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Yeah right. Your face crystal clear says your not. Tell me."

"Well… to be honest… I'm nervous."

"About what?"

"Well, it's the first time I'll be in the city."

"So?"

"So what if I don't fit in?"

"Khushi, the city is about standing out, not fitting in. It isn't our town that people will judge you for your taste."

"But-"

"Khushi relax. In the city, no one knows you but me. In our town, everyone knows you as "Malkeen". Understood?"

"I guess."

About an hour later, they arrived in the city and Khushi gazed away at the tall buildings and the people.

"I don't believe it," Khushi said, gazing away at all the buildings.

"Just wait for it."

"For what?"

"You'll see in 3… 2… 1."

The buildings lit up and Khushi was stunned.

"Oh my gosh," Khushi squealed. "This is amazing!"

"It really is."

Khushi glanced at Arnav from the corner of her eyes. I'll show you what's amazing, Khushi said in her head.

They arrived to the hotel and while Arnav checked them in, Khushi looked around the lobby in amazement.

"Ready," Arnav asked.

"Huh? Oh, yeah."

The bellboy guided them up to their room, all the way up at the top floor, in the presidential suite.

"Presidential suite," Khushi questioned.

"The family thought too big of this," Arnav said.

The bellboy swiped the card to their room and put their bags in while Arnav and Khushi looked around.

"Oh my gosh," Khushi said. "We're so high up! And the view is fantastic!"

Arnav went over to her side. "It really is."

All their bags were put in their room and Arnav tipped the bellboy and led him out and locked the door.

"Ready to see our room," Arnav asked.

"Sure," and Arnav led them to their room.

Chapter Fourteen

"A-A-Arnavji, please," Khushi stammered, "please let me go."

"Not until you say my name, without all the formalities."

"Can't we discuss this later? Di's coming this way!"

"Oh? Is she?"

"Yes! Didn't you hear? She said she's going to her room!"

"Well then… I suggest Khushi that you quickly do as I said otherwise…."

"Otherwise what?"

"Di will see me doing this," and he nibbled on her neck.

Khushi's grip tightened. "Please! I beg you!"

Arnav looked up. "Khushi it's a very simple thing. So just do it."

Anjali's footsteps got louder.

"Arnav, please let go of me," Khushi begged.

"No."

"B-"

Arnav put his hand over her mouth and pulled her to the side. Khushi's eyes were wide, as she stared at Arnav, but he was paying no attention. He was looking down the hall and Khushi looked over as well. Anjal passed the hall and was out of sight.

Khushi pushed Arnav's hand away. "How come she didn't come this way?"

Arnav simply smirked.

Khushi thought about it for a minute. "Wait a second! Di's room isn't down this hall! It's down the next-" Khushi placed her hands on her hips. "Why you son of a-" Khushi stopped herself and turned away and crossed her arms.

Arnav put his arms around her waist. "Are you mad at me?"

"What do you think, Sherlock?"

"I don't think I'll need Sherlock's opinion but…" and Arnav nuzzled his chin on her shoulder, "I think I know how to make it up to you."

Khushi turned her head and looked at him. "And how will you do that?"

Arnav smirked a sexy smirk. He let go of her and swooped down to pick her up. Khushi placed her arms around his neck and Arnav walked to their room.

As Arnav shut the doors with his feet; Khush sighed. "Ah… now I get it," Khushi joked.

Arnav put her down and crossed his arms.

Khush looked side to side. "What," she shrugged.

"It would be much easier if you removed all those safety pins," he pointed.

"You know, you're really smart. At least, my sari will be safe and not torn."

"Thank you," he nodded.

Khushi removed some safety pins. "You know, I don't get it. How come in movies, tv, books, etc, they make it seem so easy? I mean it's not like as if one pull easily does it, right?"

"Yeah… unless your Vidya Balan."

"… who?"

"Vidya Balan? You know, the girl from "The Dirty Picture"?"

"… huh?"

"You must be kidding me."

"Hey! Not my fault if I'm some villager and never been to the cities!"

"Okay! Sorry! But you don't need to be in the city to watch a movie. Anyways forget it. Are you done yet?"

"With what?"

"Taking all the pins out."

"Oh! Yeah why?"

"So I can show you a part they showed in the movie."

"And that would be…?"

Arnav grabbed the pallu of her sari and pulled on it hard, making Khushi spin, revealing herself.

Khushi's jaw dropped. "What kind of movies do you watch?!"

But Arnav didn't reply and tugged on it, having the whole sari in his hands. Khushi turned away and covered her chest with her arms. Arnav placed the sari down and approached her. He pulled on the string of her blouse and unclipped the little clip that held only an inch of cloth (yes, her back was that much revealed). He pulled on the string of the petticoat and it fell to the floor, revealing Khushi's natural glory.

Arnav leaned in, her back against his chest, and he placed his hands over her's, on her shoulders. "I must say," he whispered in her ear, "you really, truly…" he eyed her a bit, "are sexy, Mrs. Raizada," he whispered, brushing his lips on her ear.

Khushi blushed and smiled. She liked his little flirtatious game. "That's Malkeen to you, sir," she slightly smirked.

Arnav went in front of her and pulled on her waist, making their bodies mesh. "Is that so?"

"Yes," she smirked, and she pushed forward, making Arnav stumble back on the bed.

Khushi sat on top of him, still covering herself. She smirked at Arnav and Arnav sighed.

"You're such a tease, Malkeen," Arnav said.

"Tell me something I don't know."

Arnav smiled. "Come here Khushi, I want you."

Khushi shrugged. "Not in the mood."

"Oh? Well… that's not good, is it?"

Khushi shook her head.

"Then tell me, Malkeen, what do I need to do to fix your mood?"

"Um… i know. Satisfy me."

"Satisfy you?"

"Uh huh. Show me that you're worth all this," she said, eyeing down at her body. "Satisfy me… and I'm all yours."

He turned her over and came on top of her. "Fine then… I'll try that. But what if I don't satisfy you?"

"Then you can't have me… for a week."

"A week?! What the-"

"You heard me."

"Khushi, that's wrong. … then forget it."

"What? But-"

Arnav got off of her and sat the other way, facing his back towards her. He was fixing his cuffs when Khushi put her arms through his. Her breasts were meshed to his back and Arnav knew she had gotten rid of her blouse.

Khushi moved to his ear. "You have that much faith in yourself," she whispered.

"Shut up Khushi."

"What," she asked innocently. "I'm just saying," and she nipped at his ear.

"You're evil."

"And you're not?"

Arnav remained quite for a moment. He moved Khushi's hands away and turned to face her. Khushi just looked at him, confused, and Arnav caressed her face with his hand.

"I hurt you a lot, didn't I," he asked, his voice low.

Khushi held his hand. "Don't even think about it."

"Khushi I-"

Khushi placed a finger on his lip. "Don't."

Khushi could tell that he wasn't going to let this go she quickly covered his lips with her's and tilted his face up at her's and she kissed him possessively. Arnav got caught of guard and he forgot about everything else and kissed her back. Khushi let go first to catch her breath and Arnav moved down and kissed her body. He bit into her neck and Khushi tugged on his hair. Arnav looked up and Khushi covered his lips with her's, again.

When she let go, she spoke. "I don't want you to ever think about that again."

"But Khushi-"

"Please. Don't make me beg-"

"Fine. If you say so, then I won't."

"Thank you," and she hugged him, resting her head on his.

"I love you Khushi," Arnav said, holding her tight.

"I love you too," she said into his hair.

Khushi tilted his face up and kissed him on the cheeks, chin, and forehead. Her lips hovered above his and all Arnav could think about was the taste of her plump lips. He caressed her face and pulled her in and gave her a long kiss, sucking away on her lips. He turned her over and laid her flat down and continued to kiss her, Khushi unbuttoning his shirt.

Arnav came back up and got rid of his shirt and Khushi pulled him back in, unable to resist him. Both ran out of breath and were gasping for air. Arnav looked down at Khushi, as her chest heaved up and down. Khushi placed her hands on his chest and traced it with her fingers. She looked back up at Arnav and both were stuck gazing at each other.

Outside, it was raining heavily and at the sound of thunder, Khushi held onto Arnav tightly. She had her eyes tightly shut and her fingers dug into Arnav's shoulders.

"Khushi, relax. It's just thunder," he whispered into her ear, stroking her hair.

"I-I'm scared of it," she whispered.

Arnav looked up at her. "You don't have to be scared of anything, anymore. I'll always be by your side, never letting any harm happen to you."

Khushi was touched by his words. She never thought that anyone in the world would ever care this much for her. Arnav saw the tears form in her eyes and he didn't want her to cry. He kissed her cheeks, chin, forehead, and her eyes.

"I don't want to see you cry, ever again," Arnav said. "Understood?"

Khushi nodded and hugged him again tightly. He kissed her hair and then moved down and kissed her on her lips again. That night, neither let go of the other.

Chapter Thirteen

Khushi woke up bright and early. She squinted as the sunlight shined into the room. Once she adjusted, she realized that this wasn't her room. She felt a weight on her and looked down at her waist and saw an arm. Khushi turned and saw Arnav's face and sighed in relief and relaxed. Everything that had happened the night before was all real, and not a dream.

Khushi carefully removed Arnav's hand off and got out of bed. She looked back at Arnav, who was faintly smiling. She looked up at the clock and saw that it was 7 in the morning. She decided to let him sleep and Khushi went through the wardrobe, that was already filled with her clothes (they brought them when they brought Khushi and the maids quickly put them away before Arnav and Khushi came in), and she grabbed a red sari and headed to the bathroom.

Within a little more than half an hour, Khushi got out and saw that Arnav was still sleeping. He was hugging a pillow and Khushi smiled, thinking how he looked so cute. She turned to face the mirror and dried her hair and got ready. Khushi picked up her pot of sindoor and opened it up. She was about to take a pinch when two fingers came in her way. Khushi turned and saw Arnav and before she could say anything, Arnav stroked his fingers through her parting, Khushi shutting her eyes. She opened them up and smiled at Arnav and gave him a hug.

"You don't know how much this means to me," Khushi said.

Arnav kissed the top of her head and caressed her face. Khushi held his hands and the two were stuck gazing at each other until Khushi realized and looked away.

"Go get ready," Khushi said.

"What? Now? But let me look at you-"

"Go! You can look at me later," and she pushed him into the bathroom.

She turned to leave when Arnav spoke.

"I love you Khushi."

Khushi smiled and faced him. "I love you too," and she blew him a kiss.

Arnav pretended to catch it and placed his hand over his heart. Khushi smiled and left the room and headed downstairs to the kitchen.

"Malkeen, aap," a maid questioned.

"Um, yeah… so what's for breakfast?"

The maid gave a whole menu and Khushi widened her eyes.

"All that food? For only a few people? Wow! Well then, better get to work."

Khushi tucked her pallu in and started to work.

"Malkeen, what are you doing," the maid asked.

"… working?"

"But why? We're all here, we'll handle it."

"It's okay. Plus I'm used to all the work so no point in arguing. Also, could you help me out a bit? The thing is, I'm new so I don't know where everything is so… yeah…."

"No problem Malkeen."

They got down to work and soon the Raizadas came into the dining room. First came in Dadi and Nani. Arbaz and Anannya came in next, followed by Anjali. There was no sign of Arnav and Khushi wondered. She went over to Dadi and Nani and took blessings from them and then she took blessings from Arbaz and Anannya.

"Bahu," Anannya said, "come sit."

Khushi nodded and sat down across Anannya.

"Khushiji," Anjali said, "Chote kahan hain?"

"Um… voh-"

"Lo, aagaye," Anannya said.

Arnav came in and took blessings from Dadi, Nani, and his parents. He went and sat beside Khushi and passed Khushi a sly glance. He looked Khushi up and down, admiring how beautiful Khushi looked in her red sari. He looked away before anyone noticed and the maids came in with all the food.

"Hmm," Arbaz said, taking in a whif of the food, "smells really good."

"It really does," Anannya said.

Everyone got their food in their thaal and Khushi watched as everyone else took a bite. Everyone's eyes widened and Khushi got nervous.

"Nandini," Arbaz called a maid, "who cooked today?"

Khushi gulped.

"Raizada Sab," Nandini said, "um-"

"I don't think I've ever tasted food this good," Anannya exclaimed.

Khushi widened her eyes.

"Honestly," Dadi said, "it's just too good!"

"Whoever cooked this," Nani said, "has magic."

"Naniji," Nandini said, "it was all Malkeen. She made everything."

Everyone looked at Khushi.

"Khushiji… aap," Anjali asked.

Khushi nodded timidly.

"But why," Anannya asked. "There are so many maids and cooks and even me. You didn't have to do all this."

"Voh, actually… I'm just used to working."

"Of course… after all the things Garima did to you," Anannya said, anger in her voice.

"Amma please. Don't think about it."

"You're right."

"Tell me bahu," Arbaz said, "where did you learn to cook like this?"

"My mother taught Moni and Moni taught me."

"I knew there was something familiar," Nani said.

"Agreed," Dadi said. "The taste seemed familiar, I just couldn't put my finger on it."

"Well then, shall we finish eating," Arbaz asked, "cause I wanna eat."

"Of course."

Everyone ate till their stomachs were full.

"I don't think I'll be eating till dinner," Arbaz joked.

"Will you eat if I cook," Khushi asked.

Arbaz smiled. "You read my mind. As long as it's no pressure-"

"No Babuji, it's okay. It'll be no trouble at all."

"Well then I'll see you in the evening," and he got up and left for work.

Dadi and Nani finished up and praised Khushi's food and then left to their rooms. Anannya finished up and she told Khushi she'd back in a few minutes and excused herself. Anjali finished up and went to her room to hey ready and head outside and hang out with her friends.

Khushi got up and took their taals and put them in the kitchen to be washed. She came back out to get Arnav's and saw that he was to busy licking his fingers. Khushi was overwhelmed to know that he loved her cooking this much. She walked over to him and saw that he had practically licked his taal clean. Khushi picked it up and turned to walk away but Arnav reached out and grabbed her other hand.

"Khushi?"

She turned her head a bit. "Ji?"

Arnav stood up and pulled on her hand and she spun and faced him. He pulled her in by the waist and Khushi's eyes widened.

"What are you doing," Khushi whispered, squirming to set herself free. "Someone will see us."

"Let them."

Khushi looked around desperately. "Arnavji please!"

"Khushi-"

Arnav stopped, hearing footsteps.

"Bahu!"

It was his mother and Arnav let go of her. She came into the room and scrunched her eyebrows at him.

"Chote? Tum abhi bhi yahan?"

"Voh… it's nothing. … l should go now. I have work to do."

He glanced at Khushi and then left. Khushi was relieved and Anannya walked over to her.

"Bahu, come. Let me show the entire house."

Khushi nodded.

"Nadiya," Anannya called out a maid, "take this taal!"

A maid came out and took the taal from Khushi and Anannya took Khushi to the main hall. She took Khushi around the whole house, showing every corner of it. They last went into Anannya and Arbaz's room

"This house is huge," Khushi said as her and Anannya sat down on her bed.

"It really is. You know, when I first cane to this house, I thought I was going to faint. Baavdi hogayti maine, ha!"

"I wouldn't blame you. Itna bara ghar… but only for a few people?"

"Now there is. Before there was a lot of people."

"Really?"

"Uh huh. I never saw them but your father-in-law did. My father-in-law was the oldest in the family. He had 5 other brothers and 6 sisters."

"What?"

"I know. But wanna know something?"

"Sure."

"Maji said that her mother-in-law and her father-in-law got married behind their parents backs."

"What?"

"Yes! They were really close friends when they were little - they were family friends - and in time that friendship turned into love and they were afraid to say anything so they got married."

"How romantic!"

"It really is. But… after a while, their parents wanted them to get married, and since they already were, they were more than happy."

"Wow! They were really lucky!"

"Uh huh."

"Vaise, Amma? How did you meet Babuji?"

"Same thing - we were family friends and in time we began to unlike each other. But unlike Maji's in-laws, we didn't marry behind our parents backs. Actually, our parents figured out, so… yeah."

"Aww!"

"It's too bad this house isn't as full as it used to be. After my father died, Maji let my mother come stay with us, as well as my brother and his wife and son."

"Where are they?"

"They moved to the city. My brother is a business man and for him, it's easier staying in the city. That way he doesn't have to travel back and forth so much."

"Oh. So it's just you and your brother?"

"Another sister too. She lives in another country - her husband likes to travel a lot."

"Oh. Have you ever gone out of this town?"

"Many times."

"What's it like?"

"A lot different than our town. Why? You've never gone?"

Khushi simply shook her head.

"Well… the city is filled with people. Rich, poor, even middle class. But no one cares of their class over there whereas here, the rich squirm when they're near a poor. And the way they dress is beyond different, especially the girls. They wear clothes that are higher than their knees."

"What?! In public or…?"

"I'm public."

"Don't they feel ashamed?"

"Sweetie not every place is the same. To tell you the truth, I have worn clothes like that."

"You have?"

"Uh huh. Arbaz made me though, on our honeymoon."

"Oh," and Khushi slightly nudged her.

"Khushi betiyan! Anannya bahu!" It was Dadi.

"Let's go," Anannya said and she led them to Dadi's room.

"Maji, you called?"

"Uh huh. Remember those kangans I gave you? When you got married to Arbaz?"

"Yeah. I'll go get them."

Anannya left and cane back within a few minutes, a small chest in hands. She gave to Dadi and Dadi opened it up and showed Khushi the kangans.

"These are an old family treasure," Dadi said. "They've been passed down from generation to generation. And now, it's time they go to you, Khushi betiyan."

She handed them to Khushi and Khushi put them on.

"Thank you Dadi. I'll take really good care of these."

The day passed by, Khushi, Anannya, Dadi, and Nani talking away, soon Anjali joining them. It was almost time for Arbaz to come home so Khushi headed to the kitchen and began to make dinner. Arbaz came home within the hour and Arnav came in a while later. They washed up and everyone headed into the dining room, their food waiting for them.

"Oh my gosh," Anjali exclaimed. "It smells so good, my mouth is watering."

"I think I might start drooling," Arbaz said, eyeing the food.

Anannya laughed. "Before I have to ask a maid to clean up your saliva off the floor, please sit down."

"By all means," and everyone sat down.

Khushi came out of the kitchen and joined them. Everyone put food on their taal and Khushi watched as they took a bite.

Arbaz shut his eyes. "I'm in heaven."

Everyone laughed as Arbaz slowly chewed, savoring the flavor.

"Such bahu," Anannya said, "your food is just too good!"

"Thank you Amma," Khushi said. "I'm just glad you all like it."

Everyone finished up and got up and left to their rooms to get ready for bed, everyone but Khushi and Arnav. Arnav was taking his sweet time, eating away, and Khushi waited for him to finish so she could take his taal. Arnav finally finished and got up to wash his hands. Khushi headed to the kitchen and was washing the taal when a set of hands held her waist. Khushi jumped a bit and felt someones lips on her neck. She knew the from the feeling that it was Arnav and she sighed.

"You have no control, do you," Khushi asked.

"Nope," Arnav murmured into her neck.

"Let go, someone might see."

"Let them," and he bit down.

"Aah! Please let go-"

"Bahu!" It was Anannya.

Arnav let go and turned to the sound of his mother's voice. Khushi quickly washed up and pushed Arnav out of the way. Anannya was at the staircase and both went up to Anannya's room. She made Khushi sit on the bed, as she went through her wardrobe, looking for something. Anannya turned, a box in hand. She handed it to Khushi and Khushi looked at it in confusion and then back up at her.

"Open it," Anannya said.

Khushi did and inside the box were kangans.

"They're beautiful," Khushi said as she held them in her hands, looking at them.

"I saw them years ago and thought that I'd give it to my bahu, and well, here you go," she smiled.

Khushi hugged her. "Thank you so much Amma."

"Your welcome sweetheart. It's late, you should go to bed."

Khushi nodded and she got up and left. She walked down the halls, when out of nowhere, someone grabbed her hand and pulled her. Khushi was about to scream when a hand came in top of her mouth. She stared wide eyed and saw that it was Arnav.

Khushi pushed his hand away. "What are you doing," she whispered.

"What do you think I'm doing," he asked, pulling her in closer.

"Let go!"

"No."

Arnav ran his lips on her shoulder and Khushi clutched onto his arms.

"Please let go," Khushi begged.

But Arnav paid no attention. Khushi was about to ask again, when she heard footsteps.

"Arnavji, please let go of me! Someone's coming!"

Arnav looked up. "Not if you call me that?"

"What?"

"Don't be so formal Khushi, I don't like it." He leaned in and whispered in her ear. "As for how you said my name last night…"

Khushi's eyes widened.

"… that was a lot better."

The sound of the footsteps got louder, which meant the person was getting closer.

"Nandini! Get me a cup of tea! I'll be in my room!" It was Anjali's voice.

Khushi swallowed. Oh no, she thought. Di's going to come this way if she's going to her room!