A long, long, really long one shot to make up for the wait you guys had to bear due to my accident!

Started writing this OS in February 2019 and finally after almost 1 and a half year, i am able to complete and publish it. 🤭

Published the half of it few months back but lost it later on due to Wattpad glitches. Now, i have typed the whole thing all over again and presenting to you guys as an OS.

Hope you guys will enjoy it 🎊

Word count: 6200 words🎉🎉

Adjusting her saree's already-set pallu on her shoulder once again, she tucked a fringe of hairs behind her ear and shifted on her feet uncomfortably, trying her best to ignore the burning, intense gaze which was drilling holes in her whole body. Since the moment, she had entered in Shantivan, his eyes were following her like a search light, watching and counting her ever move and step. Wherever she had walked, whomever she had talked with, the chocolate brown orbs had followed her without failing, with a soul stirring emotion in them. She had even forget the count, of how many times both of them had caught each other, turning around and stealing glances of one another.

To say her heart was racing would be an understatement. The blood-pumping organ seemed to have a mind of it's own today. It had been thumping wildly against her rib-cage so frantically that she feared it would break out any moment. She had felt it all. The striking beating of her crazy heart and the killer stare of his eyes. It was like, as if her whole body was set on fire. Her body hair had stood up straight, since the very second, he had set his eyes on her this evening. She had felt like he was undressing her with his eyes only, making love with her and eating her live with his devilish gaze on her. Despite of being dressed modestly, she was feeling completely naked in front of his eyes. Goosebumps hadn't left her in peace for a second too.

"Khushi-ji!"

A tap on shoulder followed by a sweet voice snapped her out of her reverie. She was startled for a second but immediately composed herself and looked back to find Anjali-ji smiling at her softly. Upon meeting her eyes, she wiggled her brows and asked. "Where are you lost, pretty lady?"

In your brother!

"Uh--no-nothing Anjali-ji. I am here only. You tell?" Khushi stuttered nervously, as she again took a glance of him from the corner of her eyes, in the context of caressing her hairs.

"Hey Bhagwan! What has happened to both of you? There, Chotte is all lost and flustered and here you.." She shook her head, smiling and continued. "Anyways, come on. Nani-ji is calling you. It's time for a family pic. Diwali can't be complete without it now, can it?" Anjali-ji giggled, with her eyes shining with the happiness of festivity.

Khushi shook her head instantly, looking at her friend cum sister, with unsure eyes. "But Anjali-ji, it's a family picture. How can I be--"

"Oh please Khushi-ji." Anjali-ji interrupted her. "Don't act so formally. You are like a family member only."

"But Anjali-ji, it won't look good na." Khushi tried to protest.

"Khushi-ji, if Nani-ji gets to know this than she will be really hurt and about me, I am already hurt with this reluctance of yours. You can't separate yourself from us. You are our family. One or other lame excuses can't change the fact. And now, please come otherwise Chotte will swallow me alive. Only I know, how difficult it was to convince him to stand and pose for this picture." Anjali-ji grimaced, pouting in the end.

Your Chotte? Haaa! Isn't he the root cause of every single problem? Oh yes, he is.

Khushi could say nothing more as Anjali already held her hand and dragged her to the center of hall, where all the other family members were standing and waiting for them. Even that laad-governor was there, with his hands shoved inside his pocket and a bored expression on his face.

As soon as their eyes met, Khushi felt the same tingling sensation down in her spine which she was feeling since this evening. His eyes, which were reflecting complete ignorance before were now shining with an ablazing emotions. He didn't budge his eyes from her diva-like frame. Even though, Khushi had averted her eyes from his, she could feel all the emotions which his captivating orbs were reflecting.

Desire

Lust

Craving

Demand

Hankering

Longing

Affection

Amour

Fondness

Liking

And

Love???

Nah! She definitely had hallucinate the last one. Love and ASR? Not possible! At least not in this birth. He doesn't do love, right? This beautiful emotion was nothing but some fucking time-wasting shit for him, right? Yeah, that's absolutely true.

Don't go there Khushi! Don't think like this!

Scolding herself mentally, Khushi stood beside Anjali, smiling sweetly. The photographer set the camera to click the picture but stopped momentarily and frowned, looking at all of them.

"ASR!" He called out.

"Yes?" Arnav raised a brow.

"Can you please come a step ahead? The frame isn't sitting perfectly."

Arnav nodded his head and took a step forward. Now, he was standing right beside Khushi with their elbows touching each other's. A current passed through Khushi's body as their skins came in contact. A shuddering breath left her mouth as her whole body tensed up heatedly. Her cheeks changing color, matching with the red of her saree. Her eye-lashes were trembling, down casted. His close proximity effecting her weirdly.

"Right than!" The photographer shouted. "One, two and three!" The flashes of the camera jutted in the whole along with sound of several clicks, encasing the beautiful memories in the shutter of lens forever.

Khushi released a breath which she was holding as Arnav moved away from her. Unconsciously, she took long gulp of breaths trying to calm her racing heart, which was threatening to break out of her rib-cage.

"Hey Devi Maiya!" A low mutter left her mouth, as her eyes followed the tall figure who was now marching towards the stairs upstairs.

As if sensing her gaze on him, Arnav stopped mid-track and looked back instantly. Their eyes clashed and sparks flew up everywhere. Khushi felt herself getting lost in his beautiful, captivating eyes. Her palms turned sweety and butterflies were doing a summer-slaut in her belly. His intense gaze was piercing her soul. Even though fully dressed, she suddenly felt herself exposed. He was undressing her with his eyes, taking in her each and every intoxicated curve, which was making him go mad with desire. Oh how much he wanted to crush her curvaceous frame in his manly arms and ravish her insanely, until he gets satisfied with it. 

Letting out a deep sigh, Arnav averted his eyes from her lest any of the guests notice them and create a fuss. Whatever was there between them, but her dignity was the most important for him. He couldn't compromise on it. Clenching and unclenching his fists, he tried his best to control his raging hormones and overflowing emotions, which seemed impossible to him. Not being able to take more, Arnav turned on his feet abruptly and marched up the stairs not before giving a last knowing glance to the goddess in red!

*************

Pushing the door open as quietly as possible, she stepped inside, crossing the threshold of the gray and black colossal room. With her heart throbbing vibrantly against her chest, she closed the door behind and roam her eyes all over the locus, exerting to find the glimpse of that one man.

"Arnav-ji.." Khushi called out his name gently, walking ahead with her eyes still revolving in search of him.

"Khushi." His husky voice fell in her ears from behind, making her heart roar loudly.

An involuntary gasp left her mouth as in the next instant, she found herself being pulled back a little roughly getting encased in a pair of strong arms. Her back was crashed against his hard toned chest with his hot breath falling on her nape making her go mad. Her eyes shut down immediately as she leaned back on him and placed her hands on his arms which were wounded around her waist tightly and possessively.

"Arnav-ji.." Khushi let out a whisper. Her firm, round globes moving up and down fervently.

"I missed you." He murmured in her ear, cherishing it with soft but urgent nibbles.

Khushi shivered under his sinful touch. Her knees felt like jelly and if not for his strong hold, she would have definitely collapsed down by now. This Greek-God of a man had this ability in him. He could drive her crazy with his simple touches. He had that strong, unwavering hold over her heart, soul and body.

Arnav's hand creep under her Saree, caressing the soft, silky skin of her belly and Khushi felt like in heaven. An involuntary gasp left her mouth as she felt his forefinger dipped inside her navel and circling it repeatedly. His lips were now moving over her neck, leaving a trail of heated kisses behind.

"Ar-Arnavji.." Khushi moaned in pure ecstasy, throwing her head back on his shoulder. Her breathing hard and labored.

"You are driving me crazy woman! I want to take you right here, right now." Arnav husked in her ear, biting her earlobe seductively.

Not being able to bear his torture anymore, Khushi turned around with a snap and hugged him tightly. Her heaving chest, tightly shut eyes and crimson cheeks  giving away about her absolutely shyness. Hiding her face in the crook of his neck, Khushi took sharp intakes of breath, inhaling in her boyfriend's intoxicating scent.

Arnav too reciprocated the hug! Tightening his arms around her petite frame, he flushed her into his chest roughly not allowing an inch gap between them. Her soft breasts were crushed against his hard toned chest, making him go mad with desire.

"I want to kiss you so bad dammit!" His inebriated voice rang in the otherwise silent room, sending a jolt of electricity right through Khushi's body.

She trembled in his arms and sighed, loosing her mind in his intoxicated embrace. He was something! A magic, or probably an addiction, or a spell that was casted all over her. The amount of power he had over her, sometimes scared her. He could make her do things without even probing. Arnav Singh Raizada had Khushi Kumari Gupta, wrapped around his little fingers. She could never deny him anything.

Khushi pulled her face back from his neck and met his eyes, which were hooded with desire and lust for her. He was undressing her with his intense,unwavering gaze.

"Who is asking you to hold back?" Khushi whispered-asked.

And that was all for Arnav to bend down and take her lips in his, in a rough, heated and passionate kiss. His lips mashed against hers, as if trying to flatten and destroy her mouth. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he flushed her into his chest a little harshly, plastering her body to his completely. His lips moving against hers hungrily. Arnav was going mad with desire.

Khushi reciprocated almost immediately, as if she was waiting for him to make the first move only. Wounding her arms around his neck, she desperately tried to consume all of him. Opening her mouth, she pushed passed his clenched teeth to the moist space within, taxing every nook and corner of his mouth. The bristles of his beard scratched against her soft cheeks, as she gripped his head firmly, as if to keep him from escaping. Not that Arnav intended to do so. He worked her mouth against his, their tongues battling back and forth restlessly, each trying to pin the other. They continued to make love to each other's lips, smooching, licking, sucking and biting, striving hard to take in as much as it was possible of the other.

It was the dire need of oxygen which compelled the two to pull back. Detaching her lips from his, Khushi put her head on his chest, closing her eyes and panting hard. Her arms slipped down from his neck to his torso, encasing him in her embrace. Arnav put his chin over her hairs and pulled her into him a little more. Their harsh breathing from the Earth shattering kiss resonating in the silence.

"I love you." The words rolled out of her tongue, as always, as Khushi clutched his suit jacket in her fist and place a kiss over his heart.

It had always been like this only, isn't? She just couldn't control her feelings in front of him. No matter how many times she had chided herself for loosing her mind in his presence, Khushi couldn't do anything about this. She loved this man in her arms, to the moon and back, to the square of infinity. He was her everything. He had made her feel emotions which none was able to ignite before. He was capable of driving her insane with just a look of his. Arnav hold that kind of power over Khushi.

True, he had clarified it in the beginning only that there was no room for commitment, marriage and love in their relationship. Arnav had told her in the start only that he won't ever be able to give her that kind of attachment. He was downright blunt in that matter. Keeping all the terms and conditions in front of her, he had proposed her to be his girlfriend and she had accepted it within the blink of an eye. He never believed in love and Khushi knew that from the start. He had even went ahead and warned her to never fell in love with him because it would bring her nothing except pain and heartbreak since he would never reciprocate her feelings, but even then, Khushi Kumari Gupta had fallen in love with him. Madly, irrecoverably and passionately. With all her heart, mind and soul.

The first time, Khushi had confessed  her love to him, Arnav had walked out on her silently. She had expected him to never come back. She had been a complete mess in that one week. On the verge of loosing her mind. But then, he had come back. Khushi remembered how she had jumped on him and kissed him madly that day. Arnav had reciprocated with equal fervor because he had missed her so much too. They had madeup that night and by the end of it, Arnav had again told her that he would never be able to love her ever but he really wanted her presence in his life as his girlfriend. Khushi had agreed to him silently because she couldn't bear to loose him again. He was her breath, her heartbeat, her everything.

She had made peace with the fact that he would never love her. As much as it pained her to accept, Khushi had somehow embrace the truth that she would never get to hear the three magical words from Arnav. He would never reciprocate her feelings. But at least, he was in her life as hers and that was enough, right?! Maybe not. But unfortunately, she couldn't do much about it.

"I love you so much Arnav-ji." Khushi repeated her words from earlier, hiding her face in his chest and drawing in the much needed warmth.

Arnav heaved a sigh and detached himself from his girlfriend. Cupping her face in his palms, he dropped a kiss on her forehead, allowing his lips to linger there for a moment, following by a sweet peck on her lips.

"I need to say something to you." He whispered near her lips and Khushi shivered visibly as his hot breath fanned her face.

"What?" She asked.

Arnav kept looking at her face quietly. The look in his eyes, the tenderness in them, the emotions those chocolate brown orbs were reflecting, undid Khushi's nerves. Her heartbeat raised to a notch higher suddenly. The way he was looking at her was way different from all the other times. It was like, he had realized something. It was like, he wanted to confess something. It was like, he was about to give Khushi what she had always desired for.

"Say please." Khushi mumbled.

Arnav smiled softly and kisses her lips one more time. "I lo-"

The sudden and loud knock on the door interrupted the moment. Arnav groaned irritatingly while Khushi sighed disappointedly. She moved away from him and went to open the door.

"Anjali di?"

Arnav's sister stepped inside the room with a teasing smile on her face. "I hope I haven't disturbed you guys.."

"Yes you have!" Arnav snapped at her and Khushi gasped.

Anjali giggled. "Sorry chotte but I can't help it. Nani wants Khushi-ji downstairs and I came here to get her. You can continue your romance later ok."

And before Arnav could say a word of protest, his sister had dragged Khushi away.

"Dammit!" He cursed, kicking the bed in irritation. "Couldn't she wait for a moment before knocking the fucking door? I was about to-. Oh for fuck's sake! Phyly hi itni mushkilon say himmat jama ki thi Khushi ko batany ki. Di has to come right now only." Arnav grumbled to himself, raking his fingers through his hairs, disheveling them a little bit.

Impatience and restlessness clearly visible from his actions.

***************

Moving around with Anjali, from one corner of the hall to other, smiling and greeting bunch of different ladies, Khusshi couldn't contain her smile and excitement. She was quite skeptical about this meet and greet things, giving in account her not-so-subtle relationship with Arnav but so fat everything was going good. Most of the ladies she had met were Anjali di's friends and they weren't as conservative mind as she originally thought of them to be. Di had introduced her as Arnav's girlfriend only----that she actually was----and none of the ladies had scrunched up their noses or give her judging eyes. They were all cool with it and Khushi had breathed a sigh of relief.

The party was going smoothly and Khushi was enjoying every minute of it until she saw a couple of ladies approaching them with sick smiles plastered on their caked-up faces and noticed Anjali shifting uncomfortably on her feet beside her.

"Why Anjali, won't you introduce this girl to us bitiya?" One of the women quipped, as soon as they stopped by the girls.

Anjali smiled nervously, tucking a hair strand behind her ear and nodded her head. "I was actually coming to you only Kamla Aunty. Meet Khushi, a very sweet friend of mine. In fact, you can say she is my best friend. "

Khushi gave Anjali a confused look at her introductory words while the women in front of them scanned her from top to bottom with scrutinizing gazes and smirked slyly.

"That's it Anjali bitiya?" Kamla chewed on her words, throwing a venomous look.

Anjali gulped and stirred on her place, giving Khushi worried eyes before nodding her head yet again. No words coming out of her mouth. Sweat beads had formed on her forehead and she looked ready to pass out any minute. Her face turning paler then ever and eyes loosing the excitement.

"Oh really? But i thought i heard you introducing this girl as your brother's girlfriend!? Isn't Vishka?" She spat out,  looking at the woman beside her for confirmation, who in turn nodded her head a throw a disgust-full glance at Khushi.

"I--I actua--I Aunty--" Anjali stuttered and Khushi's heart sank.

The realization finally dawning upon her. The gravity of the situation hitting her like a rock This is exactly what she was afraid of. This is why she was not sure about her relationship with Arnav. This is why she didn't want to accept to be his girlfriend at first and later, introduced as one. This is what has always terrified her. Getting judged, receiving hateful comments and loathing eyes and being ashamed of what she actually wanted to cherish forever. And most of all, witnessing Arnav's family getting insulted because of her.

Khushi's eyes watered as the women standing before her continued to spit venom. People started gathering around them, too interested in knowing what was the whole commotion about. Devyani and Manorama Raizada had come near them too. Their heads bowed down.

"We always used to think that Devyani Raizada have got some very high morals but it isn't the case people. She always presents herself as a highly customed woman who strictly follows all the traditions but the reality is exactly opposite to it, isnt? Devyani Raizada likes to preach the entire world but she can't possibly make her grandchild obey to her. Wow wow! Fantastic. " Kamla sneered, clapping her hands mockingly.

That stung, that stung a little too much.

Khushi felt herself falling deep down in to the pool of shame and guilt. Her eyes watering with hot tears and her body started to quiver. She hadn't expected this night to end like this. Herself, being the object of people's vicious glances and Raizada ladies getting insulted because of her. They were the people, who embraced her as their own. Who, welcomed her in the family with open arms and big heart. Whatever was happening around was not at all fair to them.

"Pl--please do-don't say lik-" Khushi choked, stuttering on her words.

"You, just shut up!" Kamla railed, cutting her off in middle. "No one ssked you to speak. I am talking to Devyani-ji here, who alloeed her grandson to keep a eoman wiyh him without marriage. So tell me Mrs. Raizada, is your son in a live-in relationship with this girl? Has she slept eith him already? I know girls like her can do anything for money. Comprising on their morals isn't a big deal. I am not wrong, am i?" The vile woman spoke continuously, looking around for affirmation.

Khushi recoiled with the impact of her words. Her heart sinking. At that moment, she wanted nothing but the Earth to split apart and swallow her. This much insult!? This much hatred? And what for? A reason which wasn't true even in the first place. It's true she was in a relationship with Arnav but they had never cross the line. But even if they had, who was this woman to make a fuss out of it?

Anjali opened her mouth to say something but the words nevef came out. Instead, she just tightened her hold on Khushi's hands, squeezing it in hers.

"What? Cat got your tongue the prestigious Raizada ladies? Don't you have any answer to Kamla's questions? Tell us, is that true that this girl is your grandson's girlfriend and he will never marry her? Don't you know what our society call such girls who lives with a man without marriage? Isn't this Khushi just a slut--"

" ENOUGH! " A loud voice boom across the hallway and Vishka froze on her place.

All of their eyes snapped towards the staircase where Arnav was standing, with eyes spitting fire and hands enclosed in tight fists. His jaw was clenched giving away of his indescribable fury and forehead was marred with frown lines.

"Arnav-ji!" The words left Khushi's mouth in a breath and tears rolled down hsr cheeks on their own.

Tears of relief. He was here, to protect her as always.

Arnav strode down the stairs to come and stand right in front of the two women who were giving him sarcastic looks.

"I wish you weren't a woman so i could have slapped you for waffling about the women of my family." Arnav chewed out the words in a low menacing voice and the two women visibly flinched on their places.

Kamla opened her mouth to say something but Arnav beat her to it.

" I am not finished yet. "He spat. "Who do you think you are to stand in our house and drivel about us only? Where are your morals and customs? Did none teach you how to behave in someone else's house? You are even worse than a child. Heck, even children have the basic etiquettes and know how to behave themselves but you clearly lack on them." Arnav mocked her.

"And what do you think about--" Vishka tried to speak again.

"See, as i said you two are even worse than a child. You clearly don't know how to shut up. Didn't your high morals and customs taught you not to interrupt someone when they are speaking? Too bad, isn't?" Arnav tsked, his tone was reprimanding but eyes were two pools of fury and loathe.

The Raizada ladies abd Khushi were looking at their man with pride and love shining in their eyes. Every woman wants the man of her family to stand up for her wherever it's needed. Either she is a mother, sister, wife or a daughter. And Arnav was doing exactly that. He was shutting mouths of people who had tried to mess with his ladies.

"Although, me and my women don't owe you any explanations but since you acted like a brat and threw a fit about Khushi's stay here then let me clear it for you. Khushi is my fiance and we are getting married within a month."

This time not only Kamla and Vishka, but the Raizada ladies too, gasped loudly as if they had seen a ghost. Khushi's eyes snapped towards Arnav with a look of utter disbelief etched in them. Her eyes met his and she shook her head involuntarily but Arnav just smiled and concentrated back on the vile women standing in front of him who were now looking for a way to escape.

"So, i hope all your questions and doubts are answered now. Not like we cared though. But, you can get the hell out of the Raizada house and never evdn try to look back. Hurry up, out now!" He pointed towards the door smugly.

The two ladies huffed and puffed loudly but walked out of the door eventually not knowing what else to day. Anjali smiled from ear to ear and lunged forward, hugging her brother tightly.

" Chotte, you just made me the most happy person on this planet. You are marrying Khushi-ji. Her Bhagwan, i can't believe this. My chotte is getting married." She squealed loudly, crushing her brother in arms and planting loud kisses on his cheeks.

"Di!!" Arnav groaned, pushing her back slightly. "Don't do this, i am not a child."

"Shut up, i am very happy today." Anjali dismissed him, pulling his cheeks and then hoped towards Khushi, who was rooted to her spot like a statue with not even a trace of smile or happiness on her face.

"Khushi-ji, you are finally going to be my bhabhi now." Anjali gushed, pulling her in a hug.

Khushi didn't respond. Her eyes were trained on Arnav with a strange emotion who was busy receiving greetings from all thd people around.

"Anjali-ji, i need a moment. Please excuse me." Khushi told her hurriedly and legit ran towards the stairs but not before giving a sorry glance to Arnav.

"Ooo, she is blushing." Manorama gushed.

Little did they know, Khushi was doing anything but blush. Little did they know, Khushi was anything but happy.

"I will go see her." Arnav excused himself and followed after his girl.
He had the slightest of idea of what is going on in the pretty little head of his girlfriend cum fiance cum soon-to-be-wife. She needed assurance and he was gladly willing to give her that.

***************

"How can he do this? He doesn't love me. I mean...his eyes say that he does but he never confessed it. And he told me in the beginning only that he doesn't believe in love and marriage. He never wanted to make ne his wife then why would he announce that down. He said i am his fiance but i am not. Hey Devi Maiya, he didn't even put a ring on my finger. How in the world i can be his fiance? And wedding in one month? What the hell? Has he hit his head somewhere? Have Arnav-ji gone crazy? He always calls me crazy but what madness did he just do downstairs? He is forced to do this. I know he--"

" Khushi.. "

Arnav's voice came from the door and Khushi, who was sitting on the bed biting her nails, sprang up to her feet as if someone pushed her up. She stumbled towards Arnav and held his arm, pulling him inside the room.

Making him sit on the recliner, she dashed towards the cupboard and pulled out the first aid box. Arnav watched her actions in shock and confusion and almost doubled over with the laughter as he saw his crazy Khushi taking out the thermometer from the box and rushing towards him.

"Open your mouth Arnav-ji..." She urged him impatiently, bouncing on her feet.

She can't be serious. "Khushi what--"

"Don't talk Arnav-ji, just open your mouth."

"Listen to me Kh--"

"No no, not me, you need to listen Arnav-ji. You aren't feeling well. Let me check you. Open your mouth. Hurry up, Hey Devi Maiya, i don't know what has happened to you. Just please open your mouth." Khushi rambled, trying to open his mouth and thrust the thermometer inside it.

Arnav have had enough. Gripping her wrists, he took the thermometer from her hands and put it inside the box before standing up from the recliner and faced his girl, who was bouncing on her toes with worry and recklessness. She looked absolutely adorable with pouted lips, frowned forehead, scrunched nose and squinted eyes. Arnav fought the urge to pinch her cheeks, or bit her nose or freaking eat her whole up.

"Khushi, calm down. What's wrong with you?" He asjed her, cupping her face.

Khushi bit her lip anxiously and shook her head, holdimg his hands in her tiny ones and squeezing them.

"Nothing is wrong with me Arnav-ji. Something is wrong with you. Are you not fine? Did you hit your head somewhere? Have you lost your memory? Do you remember who i am actually?" She babbled once again.

"Khushi what the-" Arnav frowned, rolling his eyes.

"That's what i am saying Arnav-ji. What the-! What the- you said downstairs? I am your fiance? We are getting married within one month? When did this happen? Where i was when we agreed on this? Did you had a consent with a clone Khushi because i clearly don't remember having such conversation with you. Or maybe, its me who hit her head somewhere and lost memory. Maybe, we agreed on this. What do you--"

" Shut up!!! " Arnav bellowed suddenly, putting a brake to Khushi's non-stop running tongue." Geez, how much you speak!? Don't you get tired ever? "

She gasped and gulped, putting a finger on her lips. Her eyes widened and she was panting as if she had just run a marathon.

" Can i speak now? " Arnav asked.

Khushi nodded, still in daze.

Arnav sighed." Khushi, i love you. I really love--"

Khushi's eyes widened some more. She opened her mouth to say something but Arnav didn't let her.

"Don't! Don't you even dare to interrupt me. I have been building up the courage to say all this to you for a long time now. Don't stop me or i will forget whatever i need to say. I literally practice for 3 hours straight last night but damn it, that's not working right now. So, just shut up and listen to me. " He glowered at her.

Khushi nodded again, with pursed lips and eyes resembling a socket.

"I know it will sound really strange coming out of my mouth but believe me Khushi, whatever i am saying is true. The day i met you, i found my missing piece. You complete me Khushi. You have made me a better person by loving me for who i am. You never tried to change me. You accepted me with all my flaws. I cant thank you enough for being always there for me. My heart longs for you, my soul dies for you, my eyes look out for you and my arms reach out for you. I love you, Khushi. I love you so so much. More than you can even imagine. More than, anybody on this planet would have loved anybody." Arnav let out the words. His voice heavy with unsung emotions.

Khushi's eyes which were far and wide till now had started to water up. Her face was constricted with undying love for the man standing by her.

"Khushi, you came into my life like the warmth of the dun. Like the light of the moon. You made my life better nad you even made me a better person. You have made me smarter, more understanding and happy to be alive each day. I can't stand the thought of loosing you. Whatever i said downstairs wasn't out of pressure or something, i said it with all my heart. I really want to marry you. Khushi, will you marry me? Will you spend the rest of your life with an ass like me and make me even a more better person, the best husband and the best-est father to our children? "

Arnav looked at Khushi who wss standing there unmoving. She was completely resembling a statue with even her eye-lashes unblinking.

"Khushi, say yes na. "Arnav shook her to no avail.

"Dammit, why aren't you replying?" He was running low on patience.

Go to your knees, you asshole.

A voice screamed inside his head and Arnav immediately dropped down to his knees as if someone pushed him and held Khushi's hand who was still frozen.

"KKHUSHI, WILL YOU MARRY ME?" Arnav screamed this time, shaking her hand hardly and the girl finally came back to her senses.

"Wh-what?"

God dang it, has she turned deaf or what?

"WILL YOU MARRY ME KHUSHI?" Arnav yelled again.

And Khushi? She finally gave a response.

She shook her head. "No! I won't."

Arnav frowned almost immediately, glaring at Khushi with menacing eyes.

"Oh yeah, you will !" He grit on his words.

"No!"

"Yeah!"

"No!"

"Yeah!"

"Noo!!

"Yeahh!!"

"No, no, no!

"Fuck! Yeah, yeah, yeah! "

"Hawwww, don't use bad words in front of me Arnav-ji."

"Shut up and say yes you craxy eoman. My knees have started to ache."

"Who told you to go down?" Khushi glared at him.

"A voice inside my head!"

"What?"

"Stop eith your questions Khushi abd just give me a damn yes before i loose my patience."

"How can you marry me? You can't!"

"Why?Am i gay or are you a lasbian?"

"Hey Devi Maiya, not that Arnav-ji. You said in the start only that you don't do love and you don't believe in marriage. You said-"

"What the-! You remember whatever shit i said almost an year ago Khushi but you don't seem to remember what i said just five minutes back. Did you even hear the long ass speech i gave few minutes back?"

"Did you really mean it?" Suspicion.

"Are you shitting me woman? Why do you think i am sitting on my knees like a fool for past 30 minutes?" Exaggeration.

"Don't lie. You have been sitting for like five minutes only." Reprimandation.

"Yes or no Khushi?" Threat.

"Yes!" A smile.

"Yes, yes?" Shocked face.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" A full blown smile.

Arnav sorang up to his feet and picked him Khushi in his arms, twirling her around. Her giggles resonating in the whole room.

"What i am gonna do eith you Khushi Kumari Gupta!"

Arnav mused, giving her heart eyes, before smashing his lips with hers taking her into a toe curling, nerve wrecking, Earth shaking kiss.

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Phewww! Done finally☺️

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