Back to khushi POV

I freaked out from my sleep, when an hard hand fell on my waist and a leg on mine. What the heck? My anger raised when i found the source.

"Arnav what are you doing? Get up" i struggled in his arms.

How dare he to lay beside me and top of it he dare to put his hands and legs on me as if am his wife. A part of my heart screamed, indeed you're his wife and if he doesn't do this sort of things with you then with whom he does? I effortlessly erased that thought from my heart.

My eyes widened in shock, for my each move he keeps tightening his hold on me. I stopped struggling for a minute and gazed him. His eyes are closed as if i don't know he feigned sleeping and if i am not wrong his lips carry a mischievous smile which he was trying hard to hide. That's it i felt my anger and frustration reaching it's peak.

"Leave me arnav..." I tried again. This time instead of tightening his hold he snuggled me. His face was so close to me and his breath tinkling my earlobe. New sensation rushed through out my body, literally i felt electrified. His one leg was over mine making my lower body dumb and his hand captivating my waist in-between his torso. In simple half of our bodies are tangled.

"Arnavv..." I gritted and stretched if possible i'll swallow each syllable of his name.

"Shut up wifey. I am sleepy" mumbled he.

"Haan thoo...in night everyone sleeps, it's not that i don't this basic..arghh..leave it.." i stopped realizing what he uttered few minutes back. He called me wifey. Jerk. Doesn't he know they're not lovey-dovely couple to call each other with this hubby, wifey sweet names.

"Whole world knows we're hubby and wifey, so there's nothing you can do about that" he said making my eyes widen in surprise. How did he know what i thought?

"Will you shut up arnav?" I seriously getting pissed off now.

"Call me arnie, that's what every loved ones of me call me" his husky voice reached my ears.

"Incase i should clear your misconception, i did not love you and never will" i stated bluntly and smiled victoriously seeing his silence.

"Lets see baby..." Came an flirtatious reply from him after a minute.

"Overconfident is not good for health Mr. Arnav and mind it don't call me with cheesy names" i warned sternly but looks like it doesn't affect him and it was proved by his next statement.

"Darling, is it ok, but wifey is not cheesy you know. Sweetheart, honey are cheesy according to me"

"Oops, i guess my husband is poor in language. Doesn't darling came under cheesy name in your dictionary" came an mocking reply from me. I really enjoyed giving him mocking replies, it gives me an unknown happiness.

"Nope wifey. Darling is for calling loved ones in sweet way. But sweetheart, baby, honey are used for buttering" i calmed down my nerves hearing his rubbish explanation. What the hell is he saying?

"Don't test my patience arnav. Sleep aside. And keep your hands and legs to yourself" i warned and tried to release myself.

"My hands and legs are with me wifey. What are you saying?" He asked as if he's confused by my words.

"Arnavv.. you're crossing your limits" said i trying not to lose my cool.

"That's what i said earlier. I am sleepy wifey. Sleep.." he patted my back as if i was a kid.

"Didn't you see the blanket in floor. It's for you. Go and sleep there" i ordered and pushed his hands.

"Husband place is where his wife stays" he replied locking me in his arms again.

"Argh...i'll kill you" indeed i stretched my arms like strangling him.

"Baby... it's bad to kill your husband" he pouted. Seriously pout, couldn't he come up with another reaction. But he's cute like a child with this pout.

Khushi you're crossing your boundary, i chided myself.

"You seriously lost it" i accepted defeat to control my body which started giving mixed signal with his closeness. And moreover they're in her home, if her parents had slightest idea of what's going between them it'll be hard.

"That's like my girl" he caressed my arms until i fell sleep.

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I scrunched my lids hearing the knock on the door. "Who's ther..." Before i ask this i was terrified seeing the position of arnav and mine.

His face was buried in my chest, his hands and legs are in same position as night but this time he spread fully over me and the most shocking was my hands are circling his neck making him bury more deep into my neck, literally am hugging him.

Immediately I released my hands. Sudden heat rushed on my cheeks, my hands trembled a bit in nervousness.

How can i sleep hugging him? Isn't i am against this marriage and decided to stay away from him? I should feel disgusted by his closeness but Why i feel butterflies in my body when he's near me? What is happening to me?

Again someone knocks the door disturbing my thought process. I pushed him aside and opened the door.

"Khushi, it's 7 now. Come to kitchen after freshen up and help me to prepare damadji breakfast" maa said without pause.

"Maa we're going to have breakfast in RM" i said as i am getting warning signals from arnav. His actions changed totally in single night. So it's better to leave this place as soon as possible.

"No aunty, we are going to spend our whole day here" came an voice from behind.

Shocked by the answer, i turned and glared him. How dare he to decide without consulting me? Hell this is my house, i should be the one who rule him here but he's doing opposite of it.

"Ok damadiji. It's sweet of you. What you prefer coffee or tea?" Both mother-in-law and son-in-law engrossed in their conversation leaving me in distress.

I left to washroom stomping my foot. When i came back arnav and my papa was speaking, i don't understand how they got topics to talk for hours.

"Betiya, help damadji to take bath" said my papa.

Why, don't his son-in-law know how to take bath or his hands are tied somewhere? I thought to say it but decided to drop it as the questioner was my father.

"Don't run your horses wild wifey. What he mean is, you have to guide me through washroom and accessories as i am new here, it's your duty to make me comfortable" arnav murmured in my ears. That's when i noticed he was standing so close to me. If it's not enough he winked at me before papa. Papa face bloomed and he gave space to us exiting from there. He must be thinking his daughter is living happily, i thought bitterly.

Before i could remonstrate arnav dragged me to my room.

"What is this drama arnav?" I asked and released my hand as soon as we reached our room.

"What drama wifey?" He asked raising his eyebrow.

"The drama you're doing now, how can you decide to stay here without my behalf? How can you wink at me before my father?" I retorted angrily.

"Oh so that's your problem. Ok I'll do it in closed doors" he replied nonchalantly taking his dress from his bag.

How dare he? And from where did this bag land from? I thought to use it as excuse to send him from here but he is smart.

"Washroom is on right side of payal room" saying this i left without giving him a chance to speak or else again he'll start his stupid talks.

Five minutes later i heard him calling me.

"Khushi damadji is calling you. Go and check what he needs. I'll look after this chores, anyways you are not doing anything here" maa effortlessly accused me with sugar coated words.

"You're speaking too much maa. I am seeing you from yesterday, you talk quite a lot from yesterday evening" she smiled in return.

"Why are you selling my name now?" I asked knocking the washroom door.

"Khushi, water is not coming" he shouted from inside.

"Open it fully, tank is full" i don't know why water is not coming. I myself loaded the tank and it was impossible to get empty within few minutes.

"Beta go and see" papa came there from nowhere.

"Papa..." I whispered in shock and couldn't digest what papa said.

"Go beta, he's your husband" he told again slightly pushing me to the door.

"Damadji, khushi will repair it" said papa and eyed me to get in when arnav opened the door.

What the hell is happening in this house!!!! For god sake he's my dad but looks like cupid for his daughter.

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