Chapter Seventy Two

"Marry me. Right now."

Arnav blinked as his angel looked down at him with a serious expression. "Angel-"

"Please? I don't want to wait anymore."

Arnav looked at her for a moment. "Khushi, if you still think I'm going to leave you-"

"No. I know now that you will never leave me. I probably did before, but my fears and insecurities may have blocked it. But I know for sure now that you never will, because I'm your angel, and you love me."

He smiled softly and placed a kiss on her forehead. "You better."

She smiled softly as well. "I just don't want to wait anymore, I don't.The moment is perfect and I don't want to lose it."

"You mean fucking in a parking lot sets the perfect moment," he teased

Khushi paused for a moment before bursting into laughter. "I can't believe we just did this."

"Neither can I," Arnav chuckled. "But that's one thing off the list."

"Oh? What else does the kink-meister have in mind?'"

Arnav entangled his fingers in her hair and tugged her face closer to him. "Lots of things."

Khushi felt her body shudder and Arnav groaned.

"Clench my cock like that again angel, and I'll have to fuck you."

"That sounds like a good idea," she whispered, biting her lower lip.

But as exciting as the idea was, Arnav lifted her up and pulled out of her.

"What-?"

"I'd rather get out of this parking lot and bury myself into you and fuck you so hard that you can't walk, elsewhere."

Khushi gasped. "And where would that be," she breathed.

Arnav had her sit back down in the driver's seat and handed her the keys. She started up the car as Arnav pulled out his phone.

"Patty.... get the jet ready."

Khushi pulled away from their spot and headed towards the exit. The jet?

"Set the flight plan to Brazil."

Brazil!

"Yes, Rio.... okay," and he hung up.

"You want to go to Rio?"

"We're going to Rio."

"To fuck me into the next century," she said sarcastically.

"Hmm... that's not a bad idea."

Khushi glanced at him with a smirk. "Pervert."

Arnav grinned roguishly and Khushi beamed. She pulled up to the exit, where the security guard noticed them. He looked at them oddly, remembering that they had gone down quite a while ago.

"Couldn't find the car," Arnav said, and Khushi quickly pulled into traffic, wanting to avoid any bit of embarrassment.

*~*

Khushi followed Arnav's directions and they arrived to the airport. "Why are we here?"

"Well I did plan a flight to Rio."

Khushi rolled her eyes at his sarcasm and ignored his frown. "Without any luggage? What happened to packing."

"Don't worry, I've got it all under control."

Khushi looked at him with confusion as he got out of the car. She followed out behind him and saw the jet waiting for them. She followed him up and sat down across from Arnav when he sat down.

"We can't legally leave, we don't even have our passports."

"That, my angel, is where you're wrong."

He pointed out the window and Khushi looked out to see Nigel.

"I texted Nigel and he's got our stuff."

"So he has a key to the apartment?"

Arnav nodded. "He only goes in when directed."

"Ah.... I see." Khushi turned to him. "So he picked out all of our stuff?"

"Just the necessities."

"I see.... Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada, I must say, you really are something else."

Arnav leaned forward, taking her hand. "Future Mrs. Khushi Singh Raizada..."

Khushi's face instantly filled with blush.

"...you truly are something else," he winked.

A grin spread across her face and she moved forward, and kissed him.

All the necessities were completed, Arnav taking charge while Khushi sat and watched him. Once everything was complete, the plane soon took off into the air, and once again, Khushi left her stomach behind, 3000 feet below.

The couple was served their meal and the two made a toast.

"What exactly are we toasting to," Khushi asked.

"To an intense week of nonstop fucking."

"Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada," she mocked with distaste, "Have you no shame?"

"Have I said anything wrong," he asked innocently.

Khushi shook her head. "Unbelievable."

Arnav licked his lower lip and Khushi felt her insides clench. "You have that look on your face."

"What look," she breathed.

"I think you know very well which one."

Khushi bit her lip, holding back her moan. "I won't make the same mistake as last time."

"And which mistake is that?"

"Forgetting that there are other people on board."

As if on cue, the air hostesses came and took their empty plates away and refilled their wine. When they disappeared, Khushi pursed her lips, forcing back her smile.

"See? I learn my lessons," she smirked.

"I can see that."

Khushi stood up and held her hand out to him. Arnav took it and followed after Khushi, entering the bedroom. She had him sit down then straddled him.

"Now then, if memory serves me right, we were about to start round two in the car."

In an instant, Khushi was placed on her back and he grinned up at Arnav.

"Wrong. You were bout to start round two. I just fixed the setting."

"Setting, shmetting! Are you ready to fulfill your promise," she asked, a gleam in her eyes as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Arnav smirked and kissed her along her neck, and made his way to her earlobe, sucking it and biting it. "That I will," he whispered beneath it.

Khushi moaned, gripping onto his hair.

"However I won't be fulfilling it right now."

"Why," Khushi breathed.

"All in good time, sweet angel of mine."

Khushi nodded and let Arnav take control of her body and pleasure her. She looked forward to their escape from reality. Some time away from home just might clear her head of the current jumble, not to mention recover from the jumble of emotions they had experienced the day before  

Who knew one day could make so much of a difference.

*~*

When the couple arrived to Rio de Janeiro–Galeão International Airport, they immediately got into a car and drove off, Arnav driving. Khushi couldn't believe that they were Rio de Janeiro! She had always dreamed of coming here, and now she finally was!

"Oh my gosh, Arnav, I can't believe we're here!"

It was absolutely beautiful! The sun shined brightly and the sky was clear blue, a variety of sounds and smells filling the air. 

"Are we staying at a hotel by the beach," she asked. 

"Not exactly."

Khushi looked at Arnav with confusion and he simply winked at her. The look on his face told Khushi that he had something planned out, but what it was, was the big question. 

Not long later, the couple arrived to the docks, filled with many boats. A man greeted Arnav and Khushi wasn't so surprised that Arnav had a friend around here. They were helped onto a boat and soon the boat was off on full speed. Khushi absolutely loved the feeling of the wind blowing through her hair and grinned from end to end as Arnav held her around her waist. 

About 20 minutes later, they arrived to an island. When she was helped off the boat, Khushi looked at the large yet simple house that stood in front of her. She was instantly snapped out of her thoughts when she was swooped up into Arnav's arms. Arnav thanked his friend for dropping them off and the captain tipped his hat at the couple, then left. 

"So you've brought me to a secluded island," Khushi said, cocking her eyebrow. 

"Isn't it amazing? No distractions, no one to bother. It's absolutely perfect."

"Maybe... but I doubt my boss would like me leaving like this without saying anything."

"Oh don't worry angel, it's all been taken cared of."

"Oh? Is that so? My boss can be quite unpredictable."

Arnav cocked his eyebrow and placed her down. "Is that so?"

Khushi nodded, slowly stepping back. "He can be quite bossy. And he doesn't like it when he doesn't have his way."

"Uh huh," he commented, slowly stepping towards her. "Sounds like a control freak."

"He is."

Arnav paused and so did Khushi. The second he reached out to her, Khushi dashed to the house. She ditched her flats behind on the sand and before she could reach the house, Arnav caught her and swung her up in the air. Khushi shrieked with laughter, her laughter mixed with Arnav's. 

"Control freak huh?"

Khushi giggled and kissed his cheek. "My control freak."

"Damn right," he smiled. 

Arnav walked to the house and carried Khushi in. Khushi glanced around at the vast home. It was very open, the sun shining in from all directions. 

"How did you find this place," Khushi asked. 

"I own it."

Khushi's eyes widened. "You own- should I really even be shocked?"

Arnav chuckled as he went up the stairs. "No you shouldn't. Also, I got it through one of the VIPs at the club - he didn't want it anymore."

"Wow... that's some investment?"

Arnav chuckled as he walked into the master bedroom. Khushi took in the fine wood that defined the room as it did the rest of the house, as well as the plain white walls with simple decorations, the large windows which led out to a hot tub on the balcony, and the clear white curtains that flew in the wind. 

"A hot tub on the balcony, huh," Khushi pointed out.

"Well let's just say the previous owner had a bit of a romantic in him."

"A male romantic? How rare!"

Arnav cocked his eyebrows at her but he chuckled. He placed Khushi on the bed and laid atop of her. 

"Now that you've got me alone," Khushi began, running her fingers through his hair, "what next?"

"Indulge," and he kissed her neck.

Khushi moaned as he sucked and teethed her flesh, when a thought came to mind. "Arnav?"

"Hmm?"

"Where's our stuff?"

Arnav paused then pulled back. Khushi looked at him curiously, sitting up.

"They're where they belong?"

"Which is where? Did they even put our bags in the car?"

"They can't put any bags in the car if there aren't any to begin with."

"Wait, what?" Khushi was confused. 

"Simply put - there's no bags."

"What do you mean? What about our clothes? Unless...."

Khushi got up from the bed. Knowing Arnav, he must've gotten someone to get them all new clothes and fill up the walk-in closet before they got there. However when Khushi entered there closet, she found nothing. 

"Uh, Arnav," she called out. 

Arnav came strolling in and wrapped his arms around her. "Yes angel?"

"There's nothing here, we have no clothes."

"Exactly," and he kissed her neck and nibbled on her earlobe. 

"So... does this mean you're taking me shopping?" Khushi prayed that wasn't so. While she would want to shop at H&M, Arnav would take her to Tory Burch, and that was something she just wasn't okay with. 

"No angel," he said as he moved his hands to the straps of her dress. "This means..."

Arnav brushed the straps of her dress off and it fell to the floor. 

"...that while we're here..."

He unhooked her bra and removed it. 

"...nothing will stop me from ravishing in you."

Arnav's finger traveled down her spine and with each trace, her body bowed. A moan escaped from her lips and Khushi wanted him more than anything. 

"There's only one rule here, Khushi," he said, his voice low as he admired her naked body. "And that is no clothes, no disruptions, just us."

Khushi turned around and faced him. She gazed into his eyes and saw her own heated passion reflected in his eyes. "Well if that's the case..."

Her hands went under his shirt and Khushi removed it. She undid his jeans and let them fall to the floor, along with his boxers. He was hard and ready for her and she felt her core ache for him.

"I think I look forward to this vacation," Khushi smiled.

Arnav stepped out of his jeans and Khushi stepped back. 

"There's nowhere for you to go angel," Arnav smirked devilishly.

"Are you sure," Khushi teased. 

Of course, she knew there nowhere to go. She just enjoyed the game. 

Arnav paused and so did Khushi. Immediately he reached out and picked her up into his arms. 

"Now then, I've got a promise to fulfill," Arnav smirked as he walked out of the closet. 

"That you do," Khushi replied, her tone light and breathy. 

But Arnav didn't walk towards the bed. Instead he headed for the bathroom. Khushi looked at him with confusion but her question was soon answered as they entered the shower. She was placed down on her feet and Arnav turned on the shower, water cascading down onto the two instantly. Khushi flinched at the cold and held onto Arnav, welcoming his warmth.

Arnav tilted her chin up to him, taking both her hands behind her back. Khushi gasped, gazing up at him. 

A devilish smirk grew on his face. "Let the fun begin."