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THE USUAL POSSESSIVE BEAST OF HER

Weekends were something which Khushi loved the most. Sleeping, eating, cuddling and much more were her to-do things and she enjoyed it the most.

But for two weeks, it has been nothing like that. Weekends are rather sucking these days. She has not been herself lately and she hates it.

Another thing which she hates as for now is her friends' continuous ranting, pleads and threatening about joining them to their two days partying plan.

Lavanya is back after her honeymoon with NK and they want to catch-up, partying and having fun as always.

But, she don't want that. Atleast not when her mind is not working in its normal accord.

Sigh! But she can't deny and hurt her family. They are no less than a family to her having spent 15 years with them.

But then, he would be there too. Ofcourse their group would be incomplete without that arrogant thickhead.


But till when she would ignore him or escape.

She need to face him and she had no heart to hurt her friends, so, instead of being a spoilsport, she agreed and now she needs to be with them.

After giving her lectures in the university, She reached to the place decided wearing a sari. There she saw them and genuinely smiled brightly. Hugging all her friends her eyes travelled to him and something that caught her utmost attention was his dull face with baggy eyes and heavy beards.His shirt's top most button was out and most important his hands were wounded by a pair of slim hands.

Narrowing her eyes, she looked at the way the girl was clinging to him and instantly a feeling of immense dislikeness engulfed her and she hated it.

Why should she dislike a girl, without knowing, directly judging, for him?

But then, the feeling she has for him, this certain rude, arrogant Arnav Singh Raizada makes her do things, she never thought of.

Tearing away her gaze, she concentrated more on teasing the newly weds in her own chirpy self, completely and royally ignoring his envious look.

Aman,the flirt among them seemed quiet interested in the girl beside Arnav.

Cooing, he asked Arnav about the introduction to which, he, as always answered pin-pointedly.

She is my new client. She wanted to visit new places here.So she accompanied me. Hope you all don't mind.

Before others could give -in as a way of agreement,they heard the gir, Zara speaking with a smile-

Ohh come on! More than his Client I am his friend. A special one, Right Arnie?

To which, he along with others just smiled and Khushi rolled her eyes.

They went to their usual fun-places and seeing the clingy girl Zara all the time to the thickhead made Khushi annoyingly sad and giving the excuse of headache and promising to meet them the next day, she left.

Next day rolled quiet quickly this time for Khushi and unwantedly she again had to meet her friends.

For the first time, she felt like ignoring them and it made her way beyond sad.

Gearing herself up and determined not to be affected by that Zara and thickhead's presence, she got ready in her bodycon black dress all set to visit their usual pub.

Coming outside, she saw the SUV parked outside but treating it as Mr. India's car, hiring a cab, she left much to the SUV driver's annoyance.

Khushi, badly stuck in the traffic was the last to reach and so everyone was waiting for her. Much to her dismay, Zara was there too looking gorgeous as ever,

Drinks, beverages and snacks with the loud music was enjoyable though somewhere she felt burning.

Her hands gripped the glass tightly and tears spilled her eyes.

Well, two pegs is all that you need for the hidden feelings to come out.

Khushi saw Arnav dancing comfortably with his new friend. She felt uncomfortable and there started her gulping down of drinks.

She sat back on her seat still eyeing them but then from no where a well-built man came over there.

Lust was clearly evident in his eyes oblivious to her who was busy shedding tears over someone's intense dance moves.

Hey beautiful.. Can I have a seat?

The man asked in his slurry voice alarming a not-so-drunk Khushi.

She ignored him initially as he was heavily drunk and stood to leave when he held her hand. She started struggling and at the nick of the time when He was about to pull her by her waist. They both felt something pulling her from behind.

Khushi closed her eyes and in next moment she was stuck to someone's manly chest by her back.She didn't need to study rocket science to know who it was, She knew the touch.

The man realised the girl wasn't available and he decided to do the best. Escaping the bruises on his face.

The look her saviour was giving was enough for him to be a cat than lion.

Hey! Relax.I didn't know she is with someone.Peace Bro Peace.

Saying this, The man left and Khushi came out of his hold.

Her saviour, Arnav, eyed Khushi who was nervous and afraid. He hated to see her like this.

Why are you here and not on dance floor with us?

He asked rather in a scolding way and this made her frown and fume.

She pointed her figure at him and said-

You are no one to ask this.

Don't back answer me. He gritted holding her finger making her eyes wide.

I asked you something, now answer me. He demanded again and she had to give-in.

I.. I didn't feel like. I don't have a partner even and moreover don't be so concerned about me.

She said last part rather in a accusing way amd her next set of words made him throw his head back in frustation.

Your friend is waiting for you. See, go and entertain her.

Arnav eyed Khushi and without looking at Zara and then without her approval dragged her to the dance floor.Their friends just roll their eyes at both of them. It is such a thing they are seeing on a daily basis since forever.

His friend, Zara got some other partner while he started dancing with Khushi.

The song changed into a soft one and soon Khushi was in Arnav's arms. They had skin to skin contact making Khushi go breathless and even Arnav's condition was no less.Their chemistry was something which was burning the dance floor.

Khushi's eyes teared on its own while Arnav immediately hugged her startling Zara who was busy oogling at him.

Arnav's hands on its own accord travelled to Khushi's waist and caressed her stomach and before she could shrug it, he found Arnav breaking the hug followed by his lips on hers.

The other people on the dance floor stood dumbstruck and some awestruck along with their friends who were cheering and hooting while Zara was looking elsewhere auckwardly.

Arnav had no effect or sense of the surrounding and he only broke after he needed oxygen.

He looked at her cute face with tear stains, blush and red nose and couldn't help but smiled warmly.

Still not leaving her hand, he went to his client and said-

Miss. Rathore.I will arrange a car for you back home. Hope you will manage.

He then looked at Khushi and hugging her sideways while she still behaved ignorant said-

I really need to talk and spend some quality time with my always sulking, angry wife.



Their friends chuckled as this is what he calls her after their every fight since they dated from highschool while his Client could just nod still in shock. Now, she knows why her charm didn't work on him.

A loyal husband madly in love with his wife won't even acknowledge presence of any girl attracting him, forget accepting it.

Two weeks ago, a possesive Arnav had lashed out on his ever so divinely beautiful wife for wearing a sexy blouse and the result was this fight which he will make sure ends today.

Enough of this useless fight. In these 10 years of dating and 2 years of marriage, this was their ugliest fight and he would make sure that it doesn't repeat.

He would apologize for being over-possessive but then request her not to awaken the possessive beast within him.

With the decision made, Arnav carried Khushi who had a windwhirl of emotions now with crying and blushing and gesturing their friends,he finally made a way outside with his angry sulking wife with a dire need to pacify and woo her, till they don't fight and woo each other again.





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My first ever os.

And yes, this is my OS series on ArShi.

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I had no idea and just kept typing whatever came to my mind.

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