ARSHI FF:ONE NIGHT STAND2 (Chapter 19)

Chap 19

 Unknown Comfort

She whispered against his chest still gripping him against her "Aap mera phone kyun nahi uthaye Arnav ji? (why did not you pick up my phone?)

Aap jantey bhi hai? Mujhe aapki kitni zaroorat thi uswaqt? (do you even know how much I need you that time?)

Arnav could sense some wetness near his chest. He could here her whispering sobs, her head movement digging this chest. "Kitna sms kiya aapko, aur aapne usk ek bhi jawab nahi diye. (how many sms I had sent you, but you did not answer one.), she said while pouting her rosy lips.

He relaxed his fist and his hand made its way towards her back. When his cold hand touched her bare back of her salwar kameez she flinched a little and then immediately relaxed feeling the warmth of his cozy chest.

"Kyun nahi uthaye phone Arnav ji? (Why did not you pick my my phone?)

"Am I supposed to answer you?" he said with a firm emotionless voice. "Don't you think you are crossing your limits Miss Gupta? His voice still calm.

He could sense her grip loosen, she pulled herself away from the hug. She looked down, he face all red in embarrasement. Tears were flowing down on their own accord. She wiped her tears and looked directly at him.

"why you wanted to talk to me Miss. Gupta? And why do you think I am supposed to answer your calls and non stop msgs? Who are you? My wife? And even if you have been my wife still I don't owe any explanation to her. Do you get that?

Three four drops fell from her eyes hearing him. Yet again his words hurt her. But this time he did not shout at her. He just stood at a distance, sliding his hand inside his pocket and looking at her.

Khushi looked at him and gulped her sobs. She took a little time to become normal and then spoke.

"Arnav ji, mujhe pata hai, mera koi haq nahi hai is tarha se yahan aneka. Mujhe koi haq nahi hai aapko phone karne ka, Mujhe koi haq nahi hai aapse koi bhi explanation mangne ka". I know I am just a mere employee in AR company and you are my BOSS. I should have know my limits but meye kya karun? Mere saath aaj batein share karne wala koi nahi hai. Aisa koi nahi hai jisse mere apni har baat kehe sakhu, jo mujhe sun sake. Jab tak pulkit tha, I used to talk to him. Mujhe pata tha who mujhse bol nahi sakta hai par sun to sakta tha. Aur jab who America chala gaya meye akeli pad gayi Arnav ji. Aur aaj jab meye bohot Khushi hoon, siwaye aapke meye aur kisiko nahi janti yahan.

(I know I don't have any right to come here in this guest house like this, I know I don't have any right to call you, sms you and even want any explanation. I know I am just a mere employee of AR and you are my boss. I should have known my limits but what can I do Arnav ji, I don't have anybody to share my pain, my sorrows, my joy with. When pulkit was here I sued to talk to him, I knew he couldnot talk to me but he could here me. I had became very lonely when he left. And today when I am so happy, I only know you.

So I thought of sharing my joy with you. Here tears were not stopping. She was being honest today. She took few steps towards Arnav and said "Meye janti hoon ek middle class ladki ko yeh bah karna shobha nahi deta hai. Aap iska koi aur matlab bhi nikal sakte hai (I know a middle class female like me is not supposed to behave like this and you can take out a different meaning about this whole act).

She wiped her tears and smiled at him. "Koi baat nahi hai Arnav ji". I think I should just leave now and I am really sorry for barging in like this.

She turned her heels to leave when she felt a tug on her belly. Immediately she sank into his broad chest, his arms proudly embracing her. His chest muscles kissing her back, his nose inhelling her sweet perfume near the corner of her ears. She closed her eyes and slid her fingers inbetween his which was holding her waist.

He nuzzled his nose against her nape, he could see a little glimpse of her cleavage peeping through her kamiz.

"Kya baat karna chahti thi?" came out his ever jusky voice against her ears, tickling her a little.

Khushi immediately turned towards him and hugged him. This time he also hugged her back caressing her head.

He pulled her and made hr face him. He removed few strands of hair which was tickling her face behind her ears. He looked at her forehead and the marks which was still prominent but dried. He caressed her there by toughing it with his thumb and then again looking into her eyes "It still hurts?"

She smiled back and nodded "No".

He cupped her face, his mind was in the verge of erupting with his emotions. He kissed her forehead. She closed her eyes. She so wanted his touch today. But she did not know why. He kissed her cheeks somewhere very near to her lips.

He looked at her and leaned further to capture her lips when the door knocked.

Khushi flinched a little and straightened herself. She was shocked with her behavior. How could she? Why did she?

The servent came inside. Khushi was about to move away when Arnav held her in his arms not letting her move.

"Kya baat hai?" he asked.

"Arnav bhaiya, aap se koi aurat milne aya hai".

"thik hai, ussey wait karne bolo".

The servent dispersed. He let Khushi go but he held her hand. "Can you give me two minutes? I will be back soon".

Khushi was shocked. Arnav Singh Raizada was requesting her? She was just too perplexed to answer her back.

He made her sit on the bed, the very bed when he claimed her as his, the very bed that held so many memories so many emotions.

**

Khushi was all lost in her thoughts when she saw him once again. He was back.

He came and sat beside her. Something is very different today. He looked very calm and composed. He was not hurting her.

"Khushi, how did you know that I am here? What if I wasnot here when you came?"

"Arnav ji, woh actually I was in the office when I heard aman ji talking to someone over the phone. I heard him mentioning that you were in the guest house. That time I came to know that you have reached Mumbai and you were there in the guest house. I know it is bad manners to over hear someone else's talk. But I just couldnot help myself. I am sorry about that Arnav ji".

"Khushi, do you have any idea what am I here for? Did you listen to Aman's full conversation?"

Khushi bit her lips and nodded in denial.

"I am here to spend a night with a girl Khushi". I hope you understand what I am saying.

Khushi's eyes widened. She went blank for a moment. What if he is mad at her? What if he forces her?

He touched her hand and she waved it off in fear.

"What are you here for Khushi? Tum mujhe kya bolna chahti thi?"

Khushi came back to her normal sense and looked at him who was still sitting calmly waiting for her answer.

Khushi once again hugged him and whispered "Pulkit"

He was shocked. Suddenly an unknown fear took over her senses.

He held her shoulder and jerked her "What the hell has happened to him? Why didn't you ask aman to tell me about it?"

"I spoke to him today" she whispered griping his shirt.

"I heard her voice for the first time after so many months Arnav ji. My Pulkit took my name. Yet again she started crying bitterly against his chest.

Arnav did not know whether he should he happy or sad, whether he should ask her to get the hell out of here or sooth her emotions buy hugging her more.

"I have never felt so happy in my life Arnav ji. And the only reason for my happiness is you. Yes Arnav ji, if it wouldnot have been you, I would have lost him today. How can I ever return back this favour of yours Arnav ji?"

"I am really very happy today and the reason being you I wanted to tell you this".

He hugged her more, how can someone ever thank a devil like him who has only given her pain. But here she is all obliged. How can she always find something positive in so many negetives? How can someone be so good?

Khushi closed her eyes feeling his warmth and unconsciously caressing his back with her tiny fingers.

Khushi pulled back from the hug and leaned towards his cheeks and placed a warm peck.

"Thank you Arnav ji for everything. I promise you today that I will do anything for you for saving the love of my life. Anything you ask me to do I will do it.

Precap

Rohit's Entry

Holy F*ck, i would be so fun to grind the naive soft chic, her A*s is just perfect for me to place myself. Who is this new chic in AR? Umm looks like a tasty treat for me. Chalo bariya hai my one month is set.

"Her name is khushi and she is working directly working under ASR".

"Umm, good friends kiss din kaam ayega? I am sure ASR will never refuse me. After all i have grown licking is left overs.

Scared? Well i have warned you about this story being dark.

ARSHI FF:ONE NIGHT STAND2 (Chapter 18)

Chap 18

 Guest House

He looked at her blood filled maag. Blood still oozing out. He wanted to place his palm on her forehead and was about to do so when she stopped him.

"Don't touch me Arnav ji" was her cold words towards him.

He clutched his other fist.

"You think I did not wipe my forehead last time to create some kind of pressure on you? Arnav I could have done that the very next day of that night. But I am not that cheap what you think me to be. I know why I did that and I will be ever indebted to you for giving me a job and saving Pulkit's life. Rahe baat wiping of the blood stains, I can only say that I couldnot remove it Arnav ji. I don't know why but my hands, my mind, my heart did not approve it that time. I cannot give you any reason if you ask me. But at that moment I was just too shocked and got carried away. You can never imagine these emotions because you are a man and the man who pretends to be emotionless. If you had so much of a problem then why did not you yell at me that very moment when you saw me like that? Why Arnav ji? Can you explain me that? Or you will say that you don't owe me any explanation? Whether you except it or not we were going though similar kind of a feeling at that moment Arnav ji".

Arnav was unable to control his anger anymore. "How dare she talks in front of me? From where did she accumulate so much of guts? How dare she question me like this? Who does she think she is?

Arnav closed his eyes in anger and barked

"Just get the hell out of this house right now".

She looked down feeling very hurt.

She wiped her tears. He felt tug in his heart seeing her like that. He knew he has hurt her and when he said her to leave he felt dead again. No matter how much he tried to control his emotions but he just couldnot stop it when it came to Khushi.

She was about to wipe her oozing blood spreaded all over her forehead, when he held her hand to stop her from doing it.

"You are badly hurt Khushi, don't rub it like this. HP! HP! Get the first aid box now". He shouted.

"Koi zaroort nahi hai Arnav ji (it is not required) hum sambhal sakte hai (I can take care of myself) I can dress my own wond. I don't need help from you. Bachpan se yehi karti ayi hoon. Don't think I am emotionally weak. If I were then I wouldnot be able to stand in front of you after that night. Maybe I was too shocked with the whole thing that night and I reacted by hugging you, but trust me Arnav ji I have faced a lot of hardship in my life compared to them that was nothing.

Thanks for showing your concern. But I really don't need any further help from you.

She waved his hand off and was about to wipe again when again he held her hand.

"I am not used to so much of gyan Miss. Gupta and you better keep you mouth shout in front of me".

"Bhaiya?"

Misha stood shocked looking at both of them. Arnav practically leaning on Khushi, he face was somewhere near her ears, her forehead was filled with blood. His hand was red. She couldnot understand anything at that moment. Is his brother hurt? Or is Khushi hurt? Did he put his blood on her forehead?

"Khushi! Are you ok?"

"No mish, she is not. Get the fast aid kit".

Misha hurried towards her brother and handed the box to him.

He started cleaning her wounds with Detol (antiseptic solution) she hissed in pain. He looked at her state and started blowing to ease her pain.

Misha was silently looking at his brother who was taking care of someone for the first time other than Gul and her.

He wiped the last bloodstain present in her forehead carefully, so that she doesnot get hurt where her wound is.

She sometimes closed her eyes to gulp her pain and sometimes looking at the man taking care of her, the very man who gives her pain and the same man who ease her pain too.

He looked ar her scar and then in her eyes she too looked at him. Their eyes conveyed so much but they did not understand what.

Arnav hand started roaming around her forehead, then from her temple trailing down towards her cheeks, lingering his finger for sometime he started moving his finger towards her lips.

She closed her eyes panting slightly with her lips open. Her puffs blowing his ruffled hair, kissing his entire face.

Misha saw them loosing all control and decides to leave before she witness something embarrassing. So she tip toed and left the room closing the room behind them.

Arnav gulped looking at her loosing all her senses. Yes he could very well understand her state. She was effected by this touch. She never protested whenever he touched her the other way and today also it was no different.

His every touch on her created havoc senses. His every move made her go weak on her knees. His every hug spread warmth. Why does she always feels heavenly? Why cant she ever protest against him? Why had she never felt like this with pulkit? Why she never let pulkit touch her? What is in this man that she forgets all her values?

Arnav saw her facial expression changing each time and he knew that she was in deep thoughts. He saw her parted lips and he damned his control once again. Her dreamy eyes, her soft porcelain skin, her ever-submitting attitude fueled him more and more.

He leaned further seeing her inviting lips to capture them by his. Will this be his first ever kiss? He thought. Yes Arnav Singh Raizada was still a virgin when it came to lip kissing. He has never kissed a woman. He has done almost all kind of physical activities but he has never ever touched a woman's lips with his.

He has never felt the urge to kiss a woman, but with Khushi his mind and his heart was beyond his control. Kissing was extremely intimate for Arnav. He has never wished to kiss a girl because it was the only thing, that he was passionate about.

He parted his own lips and closed his eyes.

**

Khushi was aware of their closeness now, she knew it very well that few more seconds and her lips will be captured by his.

Thinking of yesterday's incident, it sent  shievers down her spine.

Will she consider this as their marriage?

Is she marked his forever?

What kind of roll, fate was playing with her?

And what about pulkit?

What about his commitment?

What about their parents promise?

What about the long wait which pulikit did just to marry her?

**

Their lips were inches part when he heard her say the name that he never wanted to here at this moment.

He closed his fist and banged it on the wall. He moved few steps back before opening his eyes.

Khushi was still in her place where she was, touching the wall, panting heavily, feeling a little dizzy, she opened her eyes after sensing some kind of lose when she felt his breadth retreating from her face.

She saw his expression, anger, and frustration quite evident.

**

She whispered Pulkit's name against his lips, which made him come back to the reality, the reality which he always feared.

Damn it, he was just about to kiss a girl. How could he?

He opened his eyes and looked at her.

There eyes met yet again.

There was nothing but silence between the two.

She was someone else, but she was marked by him.

She loves someone else, but he wanted to kiss her.

"WHY?"

Both of them did not know the answer.

Or should I say both never wanted to explore the answer.

**

Reality hit them hard.

After that Khushi left for her house.

**

"Aman, ask her not to come to office today, I don't want her" he barked on the phone, bursting Aman's eardrums.

"and yes book my tickets for Delhi, I am going to attend the Singhania's bidding" he added further.

"ASR, are you ok? I mean why will you go when I am here? I will go and attend". Aman said.

"Don't you get it aman? I said I will be attending this and I don't want any further discussion on this".

"ASR, Roshni is back and this time she will be the one who is going to conduct this meeting".

ASR was silent for a moment.

"DO AS I SAY". He disconnected the line and fiddled with his phone for sometime.

He opened his contact list in his mobile and looked at her picture.

"It has been 4 long years Rosh, that I have met you".

**

It was almost a week ASR was in delhi. Khushi here was working extremely hard in the office, fully engrossed in the preparation of the upcoming fashion week. Aman was really happy with her performance and he time to time reported Arnav about her progress.

Looking at the empty seat of her boss, she always felt tug in her belly. The chair looked empty but she never failed to look at it and bid good moring everyday she came in and smiled before she wnet home.

She had tried calling him numerous times in between, but he has never picked her calls. She messaged him with some important queries. But he answered her back. In return he made sure he emailed all his answers to aman and asked him to let her know.

Aman could sense that his boss was avoiding someone for the first time and he very well knew it way. Her gestures reminded Arnav of someone who has been really close to his heart. Someone without whom he has never thought of serviving. But fate had played a different role. The biggest nightmare of Arnav Singh Raizada's life which he just couldnot wipe off.

**

On the other hand this separation was making him desperate. He has never been so restless. His half of the concentration was on Khushi all the time. Sometimes he just went blank in his meetings. Everybody around him saw his not so professional side and he hated the fact.

**

He did not want to come back from Delhi, but he couldnot stay further. Her thought was killing his patience level. He wanted to see her once.

While driving back to RM he called up Aman and said which he has never said to him.

"Aman get any damn girl in the guest house tonight".

Aman was shocked to here that from him. Everyone knows about this woman thing but he has never involved anybody in this.

**

After meeting gul and misha he drove straight to his guesthouse.

He barged in and throw his gadgets on the bed. He switched off his mobile making a last call to Aman and telling him to inform misha to call Aman if anything is needed until Arnav switch on his phone.

**

It was almost 7.30 pm in the evening

The girl twisted the latch.

He was standing near the poolside of his guest house.

The room was dark. He always liked darkness. It cuts him off from the rest of the world after all.

Her memories were lingering in his mind. He was desperately trying to wipe it off before he hurt her more. He knew if this thing continues he will surely hurt her big time.

He heard the door open.

He closed his eyes.

He heard some quick footsteps towards him and the girl hugged him from behind practically throwing herself on him.

Her breast collided his back.

His eyes were shut.

His mind was still occupied with khushi's thoughts.

"Why the hell was he thinking about her all the time? 

The girl's hand immidiately slid her hands towards his chest grabbing him more and more

Flash Back of that night was still very much alive in his mind.

Her blood, her shock, her virginity, then her cry, her hug.

"Damn It"

Closing his eyes he pulled the girl grabbing her hair and made her face him.

She was panting on his face.

"Open your dress now" he barked before her.

The girl was about to fall getting disbalanced by his pull when he held her tight and opened his eyes.

"Arnav ji!"

Arnav was shocked to see her. She was in tears. She was smiling looking at him.

He just couldnot believe what he was witnessing. "Was it actually her? Or is he hallucinating?"

He closed his eyes and opened again but it did not change what he saw few seconds back. It was indeed Khushi, who was in his arms securely leaning.

He steadied her on the ground and just when he was about of bark at her, she pulled him in a hug.

Arnav just stood frozen at his place fisting his palm, shocked'

Precap: Khushi's flashback about how she reached at the guest house.

HINTS
Ok guys no tomatoes i know again a cliff hanger for you guys. I cant tell you much about roshni so please dont ask about her. one thing i can say is she is a vital character in this story. but her role will come much later. 

I hope you guys are happy to see khushi's pov and some little secrets about Pulkit's and Her's relationship. I will be revealing it in bits and pieces about Khushi and pulkit coz in the next update will be a much awaited update. something regarding pulkit now.

I know this chapter is a little crappy but this chapter was required before i write the next chapter.