Hello friends,

Here is the next part of this story, I hope you like it.

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Not Proofread Yet.

Forgive me for the unintentional mistakes and typos.

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I will try to give some Arshi moments today as many of readers wanted Arshi.

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Now let's get back to the Story.

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Continued from last chapter :

After giving Jenny the necessary instructions, Arnav went to spend some time with Khushi. However, when he didn't find anyone in the hall, he headed to their room instead. There, he found Khushi standing in front of the mirror, smiling softly at herself. He couldn't help but admire her beauty as she stood there, lost in her own thoughts.

He approached her from behind, wrapping his arms around her gently, which startled her at first. As she realised it was her husband, Khushi relaxed and leaned into him. Arnav rested his chin on her neck, causing her to shiver slightly and look down shyly. Smiling at her reaction, Arnav softly said in his husky voice, "Why are you looking down, my dear? Look up and tell me how we look together."

Khushi blushed at his words and slowly looked up to meet his gaze in the mirror. They both looked like a perfect couple, and Khushi couldn't help but feel grateful for having Arnav as her husband. They shared a loving moment as they gazed into each other's eyes, basking in the warmth of their love. In that moment, nothing else mattered except their love for each other. They were each other's everything, and they were grateful to have found one another in this vast world.

It had been some time since Arnav had noticed Khushi standing alone, lost in her thoughts. Curiosity getting the best of him, he finally asked her what was on her mind. However, Khushi, not ready to open up, simply shook her head and refused to share.

Arnav's unexpected embrace caught her off guard as he pulled her closer, enveloping her in his warm back hug. With her head resting against his chest, Khushi couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort and safety in his arms. Arnav's persistence led him to ask once again, "Now, please tell me what you were thinking about."

Though hesitant at first, Khushi couldn't deny the genuine concern and care in his voice. Slowly, she began to open up and share her thoughts with him, grateful for his unwavering support and understanding.

Although Khushi felt a little hesitant at first, she could not deny the concern and care hidden in his voice. Gradually, she started opening up and sharing her thoughts with him.

"Nothing much, Arnavji. I was just thinking about how lucky I am to have a husband like you and such a loving and supportive family. The mother whose love I was yearning for all my life-I never dreamt that I would get my mother in my mother-in-law.

And Papa... what should I say about him? Although Babuji never made me feel the absence of my father, he always loved me, supported me, and protected me from his wife and daughter. I am alive today only because of his and my aunt's love, but after coming here, Papa has given me something else.

I got to know how my own father would have loved and pampered me if he were alive. Sometimes I wonder whether my own father would have been able to give the love that Papa has given me in such a short span of time. He loves me like Anjali and pampers me like his princess. Dadi loved me just like she loved all of you."

"And Anjali-she was always running behind me whenever she was home. She never left me alone. She loved me like her own sister. I never saw a glint of jealousy in her eyes, even for a moment, that Papa, Mama, and Dadi pampered me like her. And now I would also get my long-lost brother. I never dreamed that I would be blessed with so much happiness at the same time. That's why I feel..."

Her voice choked as, amidst all the happiness, Khushi couldn't shake off an unknown fear that something significant was about to happen. Overwhelmed by her emotions, she confided in Arnav, tears filling her eyes as she struggled to articulate her feelings. Despite her joy, there was a sense of foreboding that made her feel scared and uncertain of what the future held.

As Arnav attentively listened to Khushi speak, he couldn't help but notice the insecurities reflected in her words. He could sense the pain and fear that lingered behind her confident façade, a clear indication of the difficult past she had endured.

As he observed her, he realised that helping her overcome these insecurities would require a lot of effort and patience on his part. Although Khushi had slowly opened up and integrated into their family, her insecurities remained a constant presence in her mind.

Arnav knew that it would take time and understanding to help Khushi heal and move forward from her past, but he was determined to be there for her every step of the way. With his support and love, he was certain that Khushi would eventually overcome her insecurities and find peace within herself.

As Arnav gently guided Khushi to face him, he couldn't help but notice the vulnerability in her eyes. Suppressing his own emotions, he wiped away her tears and settled her in a recliner. He then sat opposite her, with one leg folded, and never once did he avert his gaze or release her hand.

In that moment, he was determined to be there for her, to support and comfort her. He wanted her to know that she was not alone and that he would always be by her side, no matter what. As he held onto her hand, his heart swelled with love, and he knew he would do anything to make her feel safe and cherished.

With just a simple gesture, Arnav showed Khushi the depth of his love and their unbreakable bond. It was a silent yet powerful moment between them-one that would be etched in their memories forever.

Khushi's brow furrowed in confusion as she observed Arnav's actions with a puzzled expression. She opened her mouth to speak, addressing him as "Arnavji," but before she could get the words out, he silenced her by gently pressing his finger against her lips.

A shiver ran down Khushi's spine as she felt his touch, and she couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in her chest at his close proximity. Arnav's voice was soft and commanding as he whispered, "Shhhhh..." and Khushi couldn't help but obey, her curiosity and confusion momentarily forgotten in the presence of this enigmatic man.

As Khushi trembled under his touch, he immediately understood that she was aroused. Despite not wanting to remove his finger from her lips, he did so because he knew this was not the time for romance, but for a serious discussion.

Though Khushi was disappointed by his action, she didn't express it. Arnav noticed her disappointment but restrained himself and said, "Pari, first things first. Inside this room, I am only your Nannav, not Arnav, okay?"

Seeing her nod positively, he continued, "And now, what I'm going to tell you-just keep that in your mind, okay?"

Khushi nodded softly, and he continued further, "Listen, Pari, whatever has happened in your life till now, forget it like a bad dream, because those days won't come again. And as far as our family is concerned, this is not your dream, Jaan. It is now your life's reality. From now on, this family will love and support you like the daughter of this house.

And about Anju-she doesn't even know what jealousy means, sweetheart. She only knows how to love. Ever since she learned about you, she has considered you more of an elder sister than a sister-in-law. So you are right; she loves you very much, maybe even more than I do. Anyway, she always wanted a sister who would go shopping with her!"

He scowled at Anjali, thinking about her weird demand, which made Khushi giggle a bit. He glared at her but then continued, "As far as your fear is concerned, Pari, throw it away from your heart. Because as long as I am alive, nothing will go wrong in our lives. Any problem will have to pass through me before it even comes to you. As long as I am alive, nothing can touch you, even if I have to sacrifice my..."

He couldn't continue further because Khushi slammed her lips on his to stop him, leaving him stunned for a second.

Arnav was caught off guard when Khushi's lips met his-a feeling he never thought he would experience so soon. As her lips touched his, he was momentarily stunned, feeling a rush of emotions he couldn't fully comprehend.

Despite Khushi's inexperience in kissing, he found her innocent and pure approach endearing. He knew she was inexperienced, but he was determined to teach her and make it a memorable experience for both of them. For now, he couldn't resist the temptation and pulled her closer, deepening their kiss with newfound intensity.

Khushi, initially embarrassed by her bold actions, was soon lost in the moment as Arnav's response ignited a mix of shame and desire within her. As they both gave in to their desires, their embrace only grew stronger, and they became lost in each other, unaware of the world around them.

This unexpected moment brought them even closer, and they both knew that this was just the beginning of something special between them.

As he kissed Khushi, he found himself yearning for more. Kissing her was not enough to quench his thirst for her. So, he instinctively bit her lower lip, eliciting moans of pleasure from her.

"Ahh... ummm."

The sound of her moans was like music to his ears, and it caused a physical reaction in him. He could feel his lower body hardening in response to her pleasure. At that moment, all he wanted was to please Khushi and make her feel good.

Her moans were like a drug, intoxicating him and igniting a fire inside him. He couldn't get enough of her and the way she responded to his touch. As they continued to kiss, Arnav realised that she was the only one who could satisfy his thirst and fulfil his desires. Nothing else in the world mattered as long as he had Khushi in his arms, moaning in pleasure because of him.

Arnav and Khushi were lost in each other, their passions igniting as they explored each other's bodies. Arnav's gentle nibbling on Khushi's lip only added to her desire, and she responded by running her hands through his hair. Their desire intensified as Arnav sucked on her lips more passionately.

Khushi couldn't help but gasp in pleasure as Arnav moved from her lips to her neck, his nibbling sending shivers down her spine.

"Ahh... Ar..navvv jii... Ahhh... ohhh... ummm."

As he continued to explore her body, their passion reached new heights. However, their heated moment was abruptly interrupted by a phone call, bringing them back to reality.

Khushi, feeling embarrassed by the interruption, pulled away from Arnav, while he smiled softly at her, understanding the effect the sudden break had on her.

Although their moment had been broken, their desire for each other remained strong, and they knew they would continue where they had left off when the time was right.

Khushi was trying to push Arnav away, not wanting to face him after their intimate moment. But he held onto her hand and gently turned her face towards him. Khushi couldn't bring herself to open her eyes, feeling too embarrassed and self-conscious. She didn't want to see the judgement or disgust in his eyes for the impulsive kiss she had initiated.

However, Arnav could see her hesitation and knew he had to reassure her. In a serious tone, he called to her, "Pari, open your eyes and look at me!"

She was a little surprised to hear his serious voice and looked into his eyes in the blink of an eye. She found nothing except immense love and respect for herself. Her fears and doubts melted away in an instant. But just to be sure, Arnav caressed her cheek and asked why she was avoiding eye contact with him.

Khushi couldn't hold back the truth any longer and confessed that she was afraid he would think of her as dirty or cheap for what had happened between them.

Arnav's eyes widened in shock, and he couldn't believe that she would ever think that way. As the truth of Khushi's misunderstanding was revealed to Arnav, his initial surprise quickly turned into anger.

Gripping her wrist tightly and gritting his teeth, he could not believe that she would think so lowly of him just because she had kissed him.

"What? You thought so cheaply of me? Just because you kissed me, I... I would misunderstand you? I would consider you a dirty girl? How did you even think like this, Khushi?

The girl whom I have loved madly since childhood would think of herself so cheaply? How could you even think this? By saying this, you have insulted not only me but also my love and my wait for you, Khushi. I didn't expect this from you!"

By the time he finished speaking, his throat was filled with heavy emotion, along with his eyes. Saying this, he got up while putting on his shirt.

He was about to go out when Khushi hugged him tightly from behind and started sobbing. His shirt started getting wet due to her tears. He tightened his fists to stop himself from melting with her tears.

But when Khushi said, "I'm sorry... sorry, Nannav. Please forgive me. I didn't mean that," while coming in front of him and hugging him tightly, he could not stop himself and hugged her back.

He caressed her back softly and said, "It's okay... it's okay. Now stop. If you keep crying like this, your health will be affected."

When her crying subsided a little, he broke the hug and said, looking into her eyes, "Don't repeat that again, understand? Don't even think about saying it. You can do anything with me; you have the right to kiss me anytime... anywhere, alright? There is no need to feel embarrassed, got it?"

While speaking about the kissing part, he smirked mischievously, and Khushi hid her face on his chest shyly.

Arnav hugged her tightly, with a soft smile playing on his lips. Both of them had forgotten that phone call in their light fight. When his phone started ringing again, he remembered it.

He pulled away from the hug, groaning, and said, "Who are these people who couldn't see me romancing with my wife? I know it must be that monkey. I made a mistake. I should have gotten him married first. Then he would be busy with his wife and would never disturb me... that too at the wrong time."

Khushi laughed out loud after hearing his childish complaint. Pulling his cheeks, she said, "Okay, now go and see what work he has. He never disturbs you without any reason. And yes, don't tease Aman Bhai always. He is not a monkey. He is very nice and cute."

Saying this, she went out of the room, leaving him alone with his phone call.

After Khushi had left, he answered the call with a serious expression on his face. As soon as Aman spoke, his seriousness shifted to a sinister smile.

He instructed Aman to take someone to the office basement and declared, "I'm on my way."

Ending the call, he couldn't help but think about his long-time rival, Anirudh Malhotra. How would he evade him now?

With determination in his heart, he headed toward the much-awaited meeting with a sense of anticipation and excitement. He knew that this was his chance to finally defeat him.

The thought of victory made him feel invincible, and he was ready to take on any challenge that came his way. The anticipation and adrenaline rush were overwhelming, and he couldn't wait to see what the outcome of this meeting would be.

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That's it for today.

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03/08/24