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The time seemed to come to a still for Khushi hearing that very familiar voice
It was as Cold and Husky as earlier which always made her go weak on her knees..

She heard the footsteps nearing making her heart thump loudly in her rib-cage..

A sudden pull on her upper arm made her hysterical as soon she was caged in the manly arms of the owner of that voice..

Her breathing got heavy.. She knew her husband was piercing her with his angst heated gaze..
She slowly lifted her head to look at his face and as always her head rested just below his jaws.. Their eyes met.. One pair held anger while other held a plethora of emotions.. Longliness.. Pain.. Hurt.. But besides that.. There was solace.. A peace for seeing each other after so long..

Khushi was reading his face and the changes..
From stubble his beards were now heavy and full but his eyes were same.. Cold and spitting fire as always..

On the other hand.. Arnav's anger mellowed a little the moment his eyes fell upon his wife's angelic face.. She was still the same.. Earth's shattering beauty.. However.. He could see her look mature and not that innocent Khushi of past who was his submissive wife..

He cupped her face in his palm making Khushi gulp.. The bitter as well as euphoric moments of past played back in her mind and the moment it reminded her how she was an unwanted baggage and the freedom snatcher of her husband 'Exactly what her husband called her in his drunken state that night when she was going to announce something very special which made her leave him' she pushed away his palms awakening the monster within him..

He yanked her closer holding her shoulder making her shriek with a little pain and this was the very momemt when Arjun came into picture..

Woah.. Easy Bhai..
She is just like a glass doll..
Don't hurt her..

The moment Arjun completed.. He stumbled backwards holding his jaw groaning with blood oozing out as Arnav had punched him really hard there..

Khushi screamed seeing the violence making Arnav alert.. His eyes became soft and giving her a smile.. He yet again tried to hold her but she moved backwards in fear..

Arnav forwarded his hand towards Khushi so that she could hold it.. But then he felt a pull on his shoulder..

He turned around and clutched Arjun's collar in his tight grip with fire spitting eyes and deathly anger..
Arjun gulped seeing the fury in his eyes but then smirking he said-
Relax Bhai. I know you are angry but then don't behave like a possessive husband otherwise people will think you love her..

Arnav flared his nose roaring-
You bloody..

Uhaan.. Don't.. Don't abuse me Bhai.. Arjun warned now with a glint of anger..

You knew the whereabouts of my wife all this while.. You were in touch with her.. Meeting her but not for once you told me about her.. How dare you Arjun? Arnav asked loosening his hold a bit but still with same anger..

Ohh Lord.. Does that mean you wanted her back.. Then why didn't you searched for her? Arjun was awakening the monster more and more by his infuriating talks..

That's none of your concern..
And how dare you propose my wife.. Your elder brother's wife dammit? Once again anger took over him and he punched Arjun again..

It seems in anger he forgot that the person is no one else but his own brother..

Arjun saved himself from stumbling and shouted-

You both are separate for three years.. She has a right to move on.. Moreover.. When did you even considered her as a wife?

That zipped his mouth for a while but then what was he ASR for if he can't change any alter situation in his favour

Smirking he went near him.. patting his cheeks.. He in a warning tone-
Well.. She is my legally wedded wife.. Whether I accept her or not she ought to be mine.. She is my possession and Arnav Singh Raizada never let go off his hands from his things..

That arrogant heartless remark of Arnav instigated the angst Khushi had buried.. She looked at him and then chuckling sarcastically said-
Neither m your possession nor I ought to be with you just because you married me..
Time has changed Mr. Raizada.. We women no more adjust ourselves with someone who treats us like a trash or rather Unwanted Baggage..

Arnav closed his eyes recalling that night when his friend had mocked him now being chained in the marriage and then in drunken state.. He showed all his frustration on Khushi with harsh words and then next morning she was no where to be found.. She had left keeping just a goodbye letter for him..

Then again.. His mind recalled how formally she addressed him.. Mr. Raizada.. This is what she called him..

How desperately he wanted to hear his name that too with that suffix 'ji' in her sugary voice and here she was addressing him like a stranger..

Giving an angry glare to Arjun.. He barked- Get out Arjun.. I want to talk to my wife..

She is not your wife now Bhai.. Arjun was still adamant nor to leave them alone..

We aren't divorced nor going to be and noone has a right to speak between a couple.. Arnav spoke trying his best not to loose his calm again..

Seeing his brother with blood oozing out of some parts of his face.. He felt sad and guilty but never made it obvious.. Moreover.. Right now.. His concern was Khushi.. His wife. He can look after the rest later..

Khushi exhaled deeply at his words.. Arjun gave her a concerned look but she signaled with her eyes that she was fine mouthing that he can go.. She can look after it..

Arnav saw Arjun looking at Khushi.. In a spree of moment he grabbed his neck making him choke while Khushi ran to free Arjun from Arnav..

How dare you to lay your eye on her that too infront of her husband.. Arnav was completely behaving as a psychopath obsessed Husband who couldn't bear the sight of anyone eyeing his wife.. Anyone..

He left his neck realising what he was doing and turning back he commanded-

Go from here Arjun before I forget that your are my younger brother

Arjun gave a look to Khushi who was now in tears and then looking at Arnav he said sadly-

No relation ever mattered to you Bhai.. Be it brother or wife.. M really thankful you have soft feelings for Maa

He reached near the door but then stopping there he turned and said-

But m sorry to say Bhai that you are your father's son more than your mother..

Saying this Arjun left but there Arnav couldn't ignore what he said and soon Khushi who was still in trauma of what she witnessed within few minutes.. heard loud breaking sounds as Arnav broke all the crockeries.. Vase along with the table making the room completely devasted with his hands badly injured..

Horrified Khushi ran to him..
Mr. Raizada.. You are.. You are hurt.. Let me aid it.. She couldn't help but cry seeing him hurt..

But before she could go.. Arnav held her wrist with that injured hand and crushing her in his arms said seducively- Arnav.. Arnavji.. Say it Khushi..
M not Mr.Raizada but your Arnav ji..

Khushi could see something scary in his eyes so wiggling she said- Let me go.. I have to aid your hands..

Arnab started laughing maniacally and said- Don't worry Hotness.. Now that I will be in your arms.. Every pain.. Every injury will itself fade away..

And with that he carried her in his arms in bridal style and started heading towards the nearby room making her heart come to her mouth..

Khushi was struggling continuously to free herself by pushing and slapping his chest while he could just chuckle at her..

I wish you to be this fiesty even for what we are going to do now..
He said in his usual husky seductive voice..

What rubbish are you speaking?
She couldn't help but started shivering with his talks..

She knew what he was indicating too.. And it was making her angry and afraid..

Its not rubbish Baby.. We are going to celebrate our reunion in the best way.. Which will eventually ease down all my pain and erase all your anger.. Arnav said clearly indicating that indeed her assumptions are correct..

He laughed seeing her expression and resumed his task of taking her to the room to make love until he felt a cushion being thrown at his face and then soon enough he was showered with whole lots of cushion slaps right on his face..

To be continued..

I know.. I know.. For the whole update you all were like.. Oh God.. Psycho Arnav..Idiot Arnav..  Obsessed Husband.. Broken Yet Helpless Khushi.. Angry wife but at the end you all were like.. What the?
What was that?
Is the writer crazy?
Dark story me funny element twist?

Well.. This is how I m.. M sorry.. Can't help.. Though this story will have dark elements but as its my comfort zone to write funny light parts and makes me happy.. This story would have such elements too..

No offence but I write stories to make myself happy and stress free along with you all..

But still.. You can complain if you want but dont bash me.. * innocent eye flickering*

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