Chapter Twenty

Fine then," Arnav said, putting his hands in his pockets, his head tilted. "I'll make you a deal."

"A-a deal? Wha-what do you mean?"

Arnav approached me casually. "Khushi, even though we've been going out for all this time, you still don't really know me?"

"What-?"

"So I'm giving you the chance to."

"What do you mean?"

He took a deep breath and then let his shoulders loose. "Move in with me."

My eyes widened and I just blinked at him. "What?"

"I want you to move in with me. That way you'll get to know how and who I really am."

What? This makes no sense. In all this time we've been together, I think I know my Arnav really well. I knew a lot about him before we even went out! So why is he saying this? ... Could this be some of the baggage he keeps hidden? Like the whole thing with his mom? Could his mom be a part of this? Does his past have anything to do with this?

Whatever it is, I'm willing to find out in whatever way possible. I knew from the start that there was something mysterious to Arnav, so I'm not going to back away now.

"Fine," I said.

Arnav's proud expression dropped to confusion. "What?"

"I'll move in with you," I said, crossing my arms and tilting my head, reflecting him.

Arnav looked at me seriously. "I'm warning you Khushi - I have a lot baggage."

'I don't care," I said softly.

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After agreeing to Arnav's terms, he left me alone in the room. Soon a few of his men came inside and Arnav reappeared as well. He told them to take me home, though I said I wouldn't, but he ignored me. He told his men to take me to my place so that I could pick up my necessities and move in with him. It somewhat surprised me by his coolness, as well as his attitude, but I didn't say anything. I understood from that point that he would be willing to do anything to make me back away and withdraw my love, but I won't break so easily.

One of his men drove me home, since Nigel was off to do something else, and the other two went out to do who knows what for Arnav. The minute I got back inside my place, I just looked around it. Suddenly my small apartment didn't look so small anymore. Taking a deep breath, I went into my room and packed up my stuff. I took all my clothes and put them in my luggage and every duffel bag I owned, not leaving anything behind.

Once I was done packing, I headed back down to find Arnav's guy still there.

Dayum.

He helped me put the stuff in the trunk, but there wasn't enough space.

No wonder my closet was congested.

Soon another car came up, revealing one of the other two guys. He put the bags in the trunk, as well as the back seats. I went in on the first car and we drove back to the CitySpire. The third guy was waiting at the bottom and grabbed the luggage and headed to the elevator. The other two got two duffel bags each, leaving one more. The guy who drove me was about to get it, but I gestured him to stop by putting my hand up, then grabbed the duffel bag and swung it over my shoulder and headed to the elevator, but I think swinging it was a bad job because it's so heavy!!

We went up and entered the penthouse. Arnav was in the living room, texting on his phone when we came in. When he saw us, he got up and put his phone away.

"Follow me," he simply said.

I nodded and followed behind him, his men following behind. As I followed him, I couldn't help but to think of his attitude. In one day, he went from such a sweetheart to... to this. I just don't get it but... it doesn’t matter to me.

We came up to the middle floor and Arnav headed towards a room.

Wait, why are we-?

"This is going to be your room," Arnav said.

The men put my stuff down on the bed and Arnav nodded his head once, dismissing them. I just looked at Arnav in confusion.

"Why am I staying another room," I asked. "It makes no sense."

"Because I'm putting you in another room," Arnav said, taking the duffel bag out of my hand. "I'm keeping you away from me."

So this is how he plans on doing this?

"Arnav, no matter what you do, it won't stop me from loving you."

Arnav looked back at me once he placed the bag down. "Well I hope that's wrong," and he left the room, bumping my shoulder as he passed by me.

I felt my heart stop for a split second. Did he really just say that? Tears formed in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall free and fisted my hands and looked up in the air, stopping myself from crying.

Fine, I said in my head. If this is how you want to do it Arnav, then I accept.