Chapter One

"Arnav!"

As I shattered into a million pieces, I laid back and shut my eyes, catching my breath. And as Arnav shattered into a million pieces as well, he landed on my chest, pushing me into the bed.

As we caught our breath, I let my hands roam around his hair. Arnav breathed against my breasts, his arms wrapped around me.

"Damn, that was amazing," Arnav murmured against me.

I couldn't help but to nod. It really was amazing. But that wasn't my concern.

"Are you okay," I asked, whispering.

Arnav looked up at me and a tinge of fear appeared in his eyes. He looked away immediately and pulled out, then rolled beside me.

He obviously didn't want to talk about it. He never talked about it.

We both laid in the huge room on the huge, larger-than king-sized bed. We let our lungs fill up with air as we relaxed.

"Khushi?"

I looked at Arnav. He was looking straight at the ceiling and he held his arm out, wanting me to snuggle with him. For the man I love, I would snuggle with him anytime.

I moved towards him and rested my head on his chest and wrapped my right arm around him. I love laying my head on his chest. It felt so right! It felt amazing! It meant so much! It was comfort. It was loving.

But it wasn't always. Arnav occasionally would have bad dreams and at those points, trying to be all romantic and sappy wasn't the best of choices. But most times he would pull me in for comfort.

Though Arnav has a lot of things to him, I know that I absolutely, without a doubt, on top of the world, love him. I would sacrifice anything for him. He's my world, universe, whatever! All I know is that I love this man too much... but sometimes it can be tough.

Arnav turned and pulled me in close. "It's late. You should sleep," and he kissed my forehead.

I nodded, since it really was late. Like, 4-in-the-morning late.

"I love you Arnav," I murmured against his chest.

I looked up at him, but he was already asleep. Looking at him now, he seemed young. Usually he looked all older and business-official. But on the inside, he had so much to him, most women would've backed away from this precious man.

But understanding his conditions, I dealt with it and learned to live with it. I love this man, so dealing with his conditions is something I have to do.

Looking up at Arnav, I can't help but wonder what I did to deserve a gorgeous man like him. Snuggling in, I shut my eyes and thought back to how this all started.

Prologue

What do you do when the one you love wants a lot?

What do you do when the person you love is a control freak?

What do you do when you just can't leave him?

These are questions I face. I love my boyfriend oh so very much, with all my heart! But with the things he wants... sometimes its too hard. I understand that he had a harsh past, which is probably why he does this... but I don't know if I can do this.

Arnav, my boyfriend, is an extraordinary man. He has the looks, the wits, the brains, the charms, everything! He's everything a woman could ever ask for. But along with these things, he endures a past. A past so harsh, it hurts me to see him hurt. Sometimes he has terrible dreams of his past and cries. Other times when I try to talk about it with him, he gets very wild.

My Arnav has many things indeed, but I don't know how long I can last. How long I can last with the controlling lover.