Chapter Seventy Four

Candles were lit around everywhere and the evening sky surrounded the couple as they relaxed in the jacuzzi.

"Hmm, this feels so good," Khushi sighed.

She was sitting in between Arnav's legs, Arnav having his arms wrapped around her. He placed soft kisses on her head, nuzzling her now and then.

It had been three days since the couple had first arrived. Each day was filled with naughtiness and love, no one to bother them at all.

"I'm sure Bhai has tried to contact me," Khushi said.

"I bet he did."

Hearing Arnav's clipped tone, Khushi looked up at him. "Why do you hate him so much?"

"I didn't hate him before, angel. Now however, after what he did, do I hate him."

Khushi nodded and leaned back into him. "I'm mad at him too. But at the same time," she sighed, "I can't blame him."

"Angel, don't defend him."

"I'm not, it's just.... Back when I was in high school, Bhai was a big pot head. The night my sister passed... Bhai was ridiculously high. I'm sure there's a part of him that's angry with himself for that."

Arnav said nothing; he didn't care how Shyam felt. He simply didn't like him.

Khushi sighed. "Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if Bhai wasn't high that night. Would he have chased her down instead of sending me to get her? Would she have been alive?"

"Don't Khushi. Don't."

Khushi looked up at him.

"You can't keep thinking what could've been if things had happened differently. Remember when I used to wonder if things would have been different had I had loved my mother more or had gone to her earlier than I had? Well you helped me to realize that dwelling in the past is pointless and just not worth it."

Khushi looked down and eased into him.

"All we have is what has already occurred and where we can go from it. Thinking about what could have been will only waste today and tomorrow."

Khushi couldn't help her smile. "You've come a long way Mr. Raizada."

"I guess I have. And it's all thanks to you, sweet angel of mine," and he placed a kiss atop of her head.

Khushi sighed into his hold, nuzzling her head into him. "I love you jaan."

"I love you too baby. Forever."

*~*

The sound of waves awoke Khushi, as it had been for the past few days - well, when it wasn't Arnav, that is. She reached out to her side for Arnav, but her hand found nothing.

Huh?

Khushi got up and glanced around the room. She saw a post-it stuck on the vanity mirror so she went to it. 

Good morning my beautiful angel. Better get dressed :)

Dressed?

Curious, Khushi went to the closet. Unlike the past few days, along with their clothes that they had come here with, hung a white dress. Above it was another post-it. 

Wear me and go downstairs :)

Khushi arched her eyebrow in curiosity. Of all their days here, they hadn't worn any of their clothes at all. But now, all of a sudden, Arnav wanted her to wear a dress? 

What is he up to?

Taking the dress off the hanger, Khushi put it on. It was a strapped, high-low dress, the bodice made of satin and the skirt of chiffon, running with a long train. 

Going back to the bedroom, Khushi looked at herself in the mirror. The dress was rather beautiful and Khushi only wished she had her makeup to give the dress the oomph! it deserved. Unfortunately she didn't but fortunately she had a glow, all thanks to Arnav. 

After toying around with her hair a bit and Khushi had managed to maintain it, she headed downstairs. Arnav was still nowhere to be found, which made her curious. She looked around the house, entering the kitchen. On the island, she found breakfast ready with a post-it beside it. 

Eat me then join me out back :)

Khushi shook her head with a smile. What are you up to jaan?

Khushi's stomach grumbled, seemingly to agree with Arnav's demands. So she dug right into the strawberry crepes, though Khushi was curious where it came from, as Arnav's culinary skills were, well, myeh.

With breakfast complete, Khushi placed the plate in the sink and headed out back. It still amazed Khushi that the backyard wasn't really a backyard, but a private beach. The perimeter went out for miles, leaving it all to just the two of them. 

Brighton beach will never be like this. 

Walking through the sand, barefoot, Khushi looked out for Arnav. Suddenly she felt something soft at her foot and she looked down to see rose petals. 

What the?

Khushi realized that the petals created a path. She looked up to see where it led and saw something, but wasn't quite sure what it was. With curiosity eating away at her, Khushi followed the path. Not long after, columns appeared. Fabrics floated around with the breeze, the petals on the ground swaying. Khushi looked up ahead and saw Arnav, wearing a white button down, khaki colored pants, and a white waistcoat. He looked at her with a smile and reached out for her hand as she got closer. 

"Good morning sweet angel," he smiled. 

"Good morning jaan.... Wanna tell me what you're up to," she asked, glancing around them. 

"Curious," Arnav smirked. 

Khushi nodded.

"Well, you're about to find out."

Khushi looked at him in confusion, but Arnav was looking the other way. She looked in his line of sight and saw a man coming closer to them. 

"Who is that," Khushi asked. 

The man came closer to them and looked at Arnav. "Good morning, Mr. Raizada. I assume this is her?"

"Good morning and yes, this is she."

Khushi looked at the two in confusion. 

"Shall we get started then?"

"Immediately," Arnav grinned. 

Khushi was simply confused. Arnav stepped aside and retrieved a floral crown and placed it on her head. 

"Wow Arnav, this is really cute. But it doesn't explain what you're up to."

"You asked me for something, so I'm giving it to you. Just as I vow to for the rest of my life."

"Meaning?"

Arnav took both her hands in his. "Today, I'm making you all mine."

Khushi gasped, her eyes widening. "You mean...?"

Arnav nodded and looked at the man. "Should I begin?"

"Yes," the man smiled. 

Arnav looked at Khushi. "Khushi, sweet angel of mine - today I vow to you that I will always protect and love you, until the day I die."

Tears formed in Khushi's eyes. "Arnav...."

She couldn't believe this was happening. 

"You came into my world as a light, as a blessing from my mother. I know I haven't always been the perfect nor the easiest man to love. But I promise that I will try - for us, for you, my angel. 

"I will forever cherish you. I will forever love you. And all I want in return is for you to love me and forever be mine."

Khushi reached up and caressed his cheek. "I vow that I will always love you and be yours, until my very last breath."

Arnav smiled and kissed the palm of her hand. The two looked at the man in front of them. 

"Now that the vows have been exchanged, do you, Khushi Kumari Gupta, take Arnav Singh Raizada as your lawfully wedded husband?

Khushi looked into Arnav's eyes. "I do."

"And do you, Arnav Singh Raizada, take Khushi Kumari Gupta as your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do," Arnav said, looking into Khushi's eyes. 

"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife."

Khushi couldn't contain herself anymore and threw her arms around Arnav, and kissed him. Arnav kissed her in return, wrapping his arms around her. 

Pulling back slightly, Khushi looked up at Arnav with tear-filled eyes. "I love you Mr. Raizada."

"I love you too, Mrs. Raizada."

Chapter Seventy Three

Khushi's eyes fluttered open and she smiled. Arnav was laying down beside her, gazing at her with a soft smile.

"What," Khushi said softly.

Arnav shook his head. "Nothing, just..." He caressed her cheek and sighed. "My angel."

Khushi smiled and taking hold of his hand, she placed a kiss on his palm. "My jaan. "

Arnav smiled and moved over her, holding her in his arms. Khushi lazily wrapped her arms around him and placed a hand in his hair, toying with it.

"How are you feeling," Arnav muttered into her neck.

"Mm... sore."

Khushi felt him smile against her. Arnav moved down, placing soft kisses before taking her nipple in his mouth. Khushi moaned softly and tugged on his hair, pulling him up.

"You're insatiable," she grinned.

"Well you're divine," and he sealed her lips with his.

"Mm...." Khushi pulled back. "More like hungry," she pouted. 

Arnac chuckled, pulling back and taking Khushi up with him. "Okay angel. First we'll eat and then I get to ravish in you again."

Khushi giggled as Arnav picked her up into his arms. He took he downstairs and into the kitchen. Like the rest of the house, the wooden theme continued, the steely appliance giving it an edge. 

Khushi noticed the time on the oven and her eyes widened. "It's 2 PM already!"

"Huh... I guess so," Arnav shrugged as he placed Khushi on the counter. 

Feeling the cold white marble on her naked body stung, but it was also very much appreciated, soothing her tender flesh. Khushi watched as Arnav went over to the fridge and looked through it. 

"Is there food in the fridge or did you leave that empty too," Khushi teased. 

Arnav frowned at her but his smile was evident. Khushi grinned from end to end and Arnav turned back to see the fridge's contents. 

"I'm surprised you let me sleep in so late."

"Well given that I didn't let you sleep till 5..."

Khushi's cheeks crimsoned. 

"I thought I should let you sleep in."

"But for so long," she said softly. 

Arnav looked back at her and Khushi could see the desire in his eyes. He wanted her and she knew that for the entirety of their trip, he would crave her this way.

"Feed me," she pouted, teasingly.

Arnav rolled his eyes and turned back to the fridge. "I would if there was something I could feed you."

From her view, Khushi could see that the fridge was completely stocked. She got off the counter and joined Arnav's side. There were several things in the fridge, perfect for different recipes. Knowing Arnav, of course he thought there was nothing to really eat.

Grabbing a few things, Khushi set out what she needed on the counter. Arnav watched her in confusion as she placed several ingredients on the counter and looked through the different cabinets.

"What are you doing," he asked.

"Feeding you," she replied, having everything she needed.

"Its my job to feed you," he frowned.

"You can't feed me if you can't cook something up," Khushi teased, cutting and preparing the produce. "Wanna help?"

Arnv sat down on one of the bar stools around the island and placed his chin on his hand. "I think I'll watch."

"Hmm....."

She could see the amusement twinkling in his eyes, along with his desire. Khushi looked down at herself - bare naked with a knife in hand. It made her chuckle, but if it was a show Arnav wanted, then it was a show he would get.

Khushi got right down to work and prepared lunch. Not once did Arnav remove his eyes off of her and Khushi loved it. She could see that he was impressed and she felt really good of herself. Being here alone with just Arnav, with no one to bother, felt really good. Even if they were staying in her apartment, there were still distractions from everyone else around. Here, she could peacefully cook her and Arnav a meal and be in peace. No disruptions - nothing.

"So what exactly is this," Arnav asked as she set their plates.

"It's spicy pan-friend chicken with a honey glaze, corn on the cob, with a tomato salad."

Khushi set his plate and cutlery in front of him. "It looks really good," he said as she sat down beside him.

"I hope it tastes as good as it looks. Try it."

"Angel it's not the first time I'm eating food you have made. I know it will be."

Arnav took his knife and fork and dug in. He moaned in appreciation, shutting his eyes. "Maybe I should give Etta some days off from the kitchen."

Khushi chuckled. "I'm sure she'd get mad about that; she loves your kitchen."

"We'll negotiate. Now then, let me feed you."

The two enjoyed their lunch together, chatting away and feeding each other. Once lunch was complete, Arnav was ready to ravish in her. However, Khushi wanted to make things a little difficult for him and told him to wash the dishes first since she had cooked them a meal. Arnav found it ridiculous and felt like he was 4, but Khushi remained stern (with a smile, of course) and waited for Arnav to finish cleaning the dishes.

As soon as he had, Arnav hauled Khushi right over his shoulder and spanked her. "Bad angel."

"Well if you want me to feed you again, you will clean the dishes."

Hard as she had tried to sound stern, she couldn't help herself but to grin.

Arnav grumbled and entered their room. He tossed her down onto the bed, Khushi grinning up at him as he crawled over her.

Khushi traced her finger along the side of his face. "I know that you want to indulge yourself in me, but unfortunately for you, you can't."

Arnav cocked his eyebrow. "You really wanna challenge me?"

"No, I know I'll lose. My pills however..."

Arnav's eyebrows shot up.

"...would say different," she smirked.

Arnav looked at her for a moment and then began to chuckle. Khushi was confused, not understanding how this was funny.

"What, you packed condoms instead of clothes," she tried to tease, although she sounded more curious.

He only chuckled and got up. He headed to the closet and got his jacket that he was wearing the day before. From his pocket, he retrieved Khushi's pills, surprising Khushi as he came back to her.

"You took my pills?" She was truly shocked.

"Well I didn't really felt like wearing condoms and like I said angel - no disruptions."

Khushi couldn't believe it and although she tried to frown, she was too humored.

Arnav got her a glass of water and Khushi took her pill. As soon as she placed the glass down, Arnav tackled her down, causing Khushi to erupt in laughter.

He truly was not going to let her go.

Chapter Eight

Arnav carried Khushi upstairs, Khushi keeping her eyes on him. She wondered which room he was going to take her to and was surprised when he entered her new room.

In here?

Arnav walked them over to the bed and laid her down, Khushi looking up at him in confusion.

"You will start getting your lessons tomorrow, but as you haven't had an orgasm in so long and have never known true pleasure, it's only right for you to see what immense pleasure you will be receiving."

Khushi gulped. Immense pleasure? Holy fuck!

Arnav began to crawl over her and Khushi held her breath. His face hovered over hers, Khushi looking up at him with wide eyes.

"You are really, truly beautiful," he murmured with a smile.

Khushi felt her heart melt at his sincerity and the softness of his voice.

"Thank you Sir." Yes! I remembered!

"Good kitten," he grinned.

Arnav ran his hand up along her side and Khushi shuddered. Even though it was a simple touch, it felt oh so good. And when he caressed her cheek, Khushi nuzzled into his hold, letting out a sigh.

"Sweet little kitten," she heard him murmur.

Khushi turned her eyes to his as he gazed down at her. His hand continued to wander along her absentmindedly, when she suddenly felt Arnav move his hand beneath her dress. Khushi gasped an instantly shut her eyes. His fingers traced her thigh, his eyes remaining on her, watching her lose herself to pleasure as his hand wandered high up to the apex of her thighs.

Tortured by pleasure, Khushi tried to clench her legs shut, but Arnav was in the way. Khushi peeked up at him, finding him smirking.

"Oh kitten, you're soaking wet," he said appreciatively. 

She felt his fingers trace her over her panties and she whimpered. They traveled up to the waistband and in just a matter of seconds, his hand traveled underneath and his finger entered her. Khushi gasped as she shut her eyes and tossed her head back, feeling immense pleasure. 

He wasn't kidding!

Arnav hovered over her, his jaw slacking. "You're rather greedy kitten," he groaned. 

Khushi felt her inner muscles clench around his finger again and Arnav groaned. She brought her eyes back up to his, feeling a great desire for him. 

"Shall I make my kitten cum with just my finger," he asked, then curled his finger.

"Ah!" Khushi's body arched into his as her breath faltered. 

"Beautiful rose," she heard him murmur. "You're ready to cum."

It wasn't a question, but Khushi nodded anyways. For a long time, she had only felt this building on her own. For the first time in ages, she wouldn't be behind this feeling and would be sharing it with someone.

Arnav brought his lips closer to hers, only a few millimeters away. "You're blossoming kitten. Shall I let you come," he asked again, reducing his thrusts to slow movements. 

"Yes," Khushi mewled, needing him to increase the pace again. 

A sudden slap met Khushi's femininity, causing Khushi to cry out and arch her back in pleasure. 

"Yes what?"

"Yes Sir," Khushi cried out. Holy crap, that felt good!

"Good kitten," and he inserted his finger within her again, this time thrusting into her quickly without stopping. 

Khushi could not stop her cries, gripping onto the sheets beneath her. Her body was ready, she was ready - she needed this. And with one curve of his finger, Khushi came apart, crying out in pleasure as her body arched into Arnav's. Everything became hazy for a moment and when she finally looked up she saw Arnav above her, smirking lightly. 

"Felt good," he asked. 

"Too good... Sir," she breathed. 

Arnav covered her lips with his, exploring her mouth with his tongue as he savored her taste. "If just my finger can do that to you, imagine what else I could do," he murmured on her lips. 

Khushi's eyes widened as her lips parted. He's right! If I felt immense pleasure from just his finger within me, what the hell will happen to me when he's actually inside me?

Khushi watched as Arnav pulled back. He straightened and stood, placing the finger he had within her in his mouth. Intimate as the act was, Khushi could not remove her eyes from his mouth as he took his finger in and sucked on it. 

"Sweet," he said around his finger. 

Khushi couldn't help herself but to bite her lip. She nearly caused it to bleed as she watched Arnav unbutton his shirt and cuffs, and remove it. She found herself unable to look away from his chiseled chest, hard as she tried. 

"See something you like?"

"Yes Sir," Khushi moaned, only to realize seconds later what had come out of her mouth. 

"A blooming rose."

Khushi looked up at him as blush filled her cheeks. Her embarrassment couldn't last for long, however, as Arnav had unbuttoned and undid the zipper of his pants. 

"Come here," he demanded softly.

Blinking at him once, Khushi gulped and crawled across to the end of the bed. Once she was in reach of him, Arnav caressed her cheek and brought her lips to his, entwining their tongues. Khushi moaned into his mouth as she felt his hands go under her dress. 

"Arms up kitten," and Khushi did so, Arnav pulling the dress up from her body and removing it. 

Feeling shy, Khushi wanted to cover her body. But seeing the way he was gazing at her body had her paralyzed, unable to remove her own eyes from his. She watched as he gazed along her body, his hands tracing the invisible path. 

"Such a beautiful rose," he inhaled. 

Khushi blushed, turning her head away. However she quickly looked back as Arnav turned her chin to him. 

"Don't turn those pretty eyes away from me kitten."

With her vocal cords malfunctioning, Khushi simply nodded, gazing up at him. 

"Kiss me."

Khushi's eyes widened. Kiss him? Me? 

Khushi gulped, wishing she had courage within her. With the way he was looking at her, she felt like liquid compared to his solid state. And after the way he had made her feel just mere moments ago, there was no way she could give him such intensity!

"Don't make me ask again kitten."

Pursing her lips, Khushi tilted her face closer to his. Her eyes darted from his eyes and lips, going back and forth. With her lips aligned to his, Khushi willed herself to do as asked, but she hesitated. 

"Don't be afraid, kitten," Arnav cajoled. 

Khushi hummed lightly and with a deep breath, she kissed him. Arnav responded to her kiss, but allowed her to guide him. She kissed him softly at first, placing her hands on his shoulders. But as desire coursed through her, she weaved her fingers through his hair and urged him closer to her, kissing him harder. 

"Does my kitten want me," he said in between kisses. 

Khushi nodded, suddenly feeling very desperate for him. "Please Sir," she breathed. 

She felt him smile against her. "Good girl, you're learning."

Without another word being said, Arnav laid her flat on her back without breaking their connection. Khushi moaned and arched her back, wanting him desperately. 

Oh I'm such a slut! But I want him!

Arnav's hands wandered to her back and he unhooked her bra, brushing it down her arms and tossing it aside. He broke away from her and looked down at her body. Embarrassment took over Khushi again. She wouldn't consider herself quite big when it came to her breasts, feeling somewhat insecure of them. 

Arnav cupped her breasts and kneaded them. "So beautiful," he said appreciatively. 

Khushi's eyes widened. "Really?" She couldn't help the shock in her voice. 

Arnav's eyes met hers. "Kitty's come in all shapes and sizes."

Blush filled her cheeks as she looked away. 

"Roses too," he said quietly. 

Her eyes met his again but quickly drifted shut as he kissed her again. His lips slowly wandered to her neck and down her body. Khushi's hands shot to his hair when he took her breast into his mouth, toying with her nipple. 

"Oh!"

With his hand and mouth at work, Khushi felt her brain spin. Pleasure was taking over her and the thudding of her core was proof of it. 

"Please," Khushi breathed. 

"Does my kitten want my cock?"

Khushi gasped. Hearing such naughty words not only made her skin flush, but increase her desire. "Please Sir," she panted. 

Arnav kissed his way lower and teethed her waist. "Good kitten."

Pulling back, Arnav hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her panties. He tugged them down and Khushi let him slip them away from her being. Once he had tossed it aside, he tugged down at his pants. Khushi watched with anticipation as he pulled down on his pants and his boxers. His erections sprung free, causing Khushi's eyes to widen and gasp involuntarily. 

Oh m- he's huge!

Khushi gulped as he moved over her again. She felt his length at her tummy, teasing her. 

"Blooming rose... do you like what you see kitten," he smirked. 

She could see he was teasing, but it didn't help. She couldn't find her voice at all, so she nodded hesitantly. 

"I'm glad my kitten approves."

What's not to approve? Holy fuck, he's going to rip me in half!

Khushi watched as Arnav reached to her new night stand. Pulling the drawer open, Arnav retrieved a condom, confusing Khushi. 

"Can't help it if I'm a bit optimistic," he shrugged. 

My gosh... he really did want this, didn't he?

Ripping the packet open, Arnav rolled the condom over his length. Khushi eyed his movement as he did, wanting him desperately and quick. 

"Ready," he asked. 

Khushi nodded. She felt his throbbing head at her waiting entrance. With his grip on her legs, he pushed into her. 

Ouch! Oh my fucking holy fuck!!

"Fuck, are you okay kitten," Arnav rasped. 

"Yes, yes, I just need a moment!" Holy fuck, he's ginormous! And he's not even all the way in!

Khushi tried hard to grip onto his back, but they slipped against the sweat. 

Arnav gazed down at her as she adjusted around him. "Ready," he breathed

For the rest? Holy crap! "I'm ready."

Pulling back, Arnav slowly buried himself fully inside her while Khushi gripped onto him tightly, moaning in satisfaction.

"You're mine now, kitten," he grinned.

Khushi could only moan in response, having never felt such pleasure before.

He would make Dhruv scream for the hills!

Arnav began to thrust into her swiftly, causing Khushi's brain to swirl. It was as if every time he thrust into her, he was going to plunge right into her womb, causing her to cry out and grip onto him in absolute pleasure. His lips find hers and covers them, muffling her moans, though not to such an extent.

"Are you going to come," he asked.

Khushi nodded like a bobble-head. "Yes Sir!"

Khushi couldn't believe it - she was about to orgasm again, twice in one night! That too from penetrative sex! It was as if miracles were occurring!

"Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck," Khushi cried.

Her body arched up as she hit her release, Khushi crying out as she did.

"Fuuuccccccccck," Arnav groaned, thrusting into maniacally before hitting his release.

Khushi's body landed with a thud, feeling Arnav slowly gyrate his hips within her before pulling out of her. Things became a haze for Khushi, her mind clouded from the most outstanding sex and orgasm she had ever had in her life.

"Kitten."

Khushi slowly opened her eyes and looked at Arnav, who smirked at her lightly. She hadn't even noticed when he had gotten up to discard the used condom.

Arnav made his way over to her and sat on the bed, picking her up into his arms and placing her in his lap. he had her rest her head against him and caressed her hair, rocking her slowly.

"Did I hurt you," he asked.

Khushi shook her head since her verbal tactics were still out of order. She snuggled into him, enjoying the warmth coming off of his body.

Arnav chuckled lightly. "Such a kitten."

He placed a kiss over her head and picked her up, taking her into the bathroom. Placing her down on the counter, Khushi watched as Arnav got a wet washcloth and ran it between her legs. She welcomed the wet warmth, placing her hands on Arnav's shoulders.

"This is how it's going to be kitten," Arnav said as he did his handiwork. "You give me pleasure in the way that I desire, and I will give it to you in return and take care of you as well. Understood?"

Khushi looked at him. Even though what they were doing was bizarre to so many people and not normal, nothing about what he had just said seemed so wrong. It was really the wrapped up basis of the way their relationship was going to work.

"I understand," Khushi nodded.

Maybe going outside of the norm was just exactly what she needed.

Chapter Seven

With dinner complete, Arnav led Khushi upstairs. Khushi followed quietly behind, glancing around. She looked at each door they passed and wondered what could be behind each.

Does he hide his sex stuff in one of these rooms? Does anyone else live here? What could he possibly need so many rooms for? Then again, he is loaded.

Khushi cringed at her choice of words and peeked up at Arnav. He hadn't spoken a single word in these short few minutes, which felt like an eternity for Khushi.

Arriving to the end of the hall and turning right, they arrived to the door.

"As of today," Arnav began, "this is your room."

Arnav opened the door for her and Khushi glanced at him before stepping in. He flipped the switch on the wall to the left, bringing the lights to life. Khushi looked around the room; there was a small seating area on the right with an empty bookshelf. On the left was a flat screen mounted on the wall, other gadgets sitting on in their slots on a shelf. Ahead were glass-pane double doors, a bed sitting just beyond it. Khushi walked through those doors, and stood in front of the bed. The headboard was large, cushioned in white. To her left were another pair of double doors, which led out to a large balcony. On the right, a vanity sat in the middle of two entries, the one on the left leading to a walk-in closet, the right leading to the bathroom. Khushi entered the walk-in closet, noting that you could enter the bathroom from here as well. The closet was large and Khushi wondered how little space she would occupy.

I don't have crap to fill this at all, she scoffed lightly to herself.

Going back into the bedroom, Khushi looked at Arnav, who was leaning against the doorway with his hands in his pockets.

Holy....

Khushi crossed her legs, feeling her sex clench. Arnav noticed her reaction, and pushed away from the doorway, moving before her.

"I hope you like it," he said.

Khushi nodded, glancing around everywhere but at it his intense gaze. "It's beautiful."

Arnav cocked his eyebrow at her.

"Sir," Khushi quickly added.

Arnav nodded. "I'll have my men get your things and you can move in today."

"I could do it-"

Arnav stepped closer. "I'd rather have you here."

Khushi leaned against the vanity, clutching onto it. She looked into his hooded eyes, seeing his intent. While her body cried out in agreement, it also trembled. There was no knowing of what this man was capable of - good in bed, that he must be, but still, there was no knowing.

"I-"

"What did I just say," Arnav said slowly.

Khushi gulped, her eyes on his lips. "That your men will get my things... Sir."

"Exactly. Which means...?"

"Uh-"

"You are not going anywhere, but staying right here," Arnav said, moving a little closer.

Khushi's breath caught in her throat as her eyes widened and grip tightened on the vanity. Her chest was against his chest, brushing along it slightly as she breathed heavily.

"Understood," he whispered.

Khushi nodded her head hesitantly. Her body was now on fire, craving to be touched.

"Good," and he moved away.

Khushi sighed at the loss, her body slightly sagging.

"You can do to the room as you like," Arnav let her know as he typed away on his phone. "My men are off to get your things from your hotel room, though I know it isn't too much stuff you had taken when you left your idiot ex boyfriend."

Khushi looked down to the side. "No, there isn't much... Sir." But he already knew that.

Arnav simply hummed, still typing on his phone. Once he was done, he put his phone away in his pocket and looked at Khushi. "Come here,"  he said, holding his hand out to her.

Khushi did as he said and tentatively placed her hand in his. He placed a kiss on top of it then placed his hands on her waist.

"Get some rest," he said. "You've had a few stressful days. Wash up and I'll get you something to change into so you can take a nap. I'll wake you up before dinner."

"It's okay, I'm not that tired... Sir," she quickly added.

Oh I really need to get a hang of this!

"Take a nap," he admonished, and walked away.

Khushi opened her mouth but before she could get words to come out, Arnav had left the room. She glanced around the room, seating herself at the edge of the bed.

And so it really, truly begins.

*~*

Arnav's men did as their boss had demanded and had gone to Khushi's hotel room to get her stuff. They were back with it soon enough, having checked her out of the hotel. They quickly arrived with her belongings, leaving them with Arnav in his study.

Khushi, unlike she had thought, had dozed off to sleep before Arnav came back with a t-shirt and pajama pants for her to change into. The poor girl had simply laid back to stare at the ceiling, but when her thoughts took her to sleep, she didn't even realize. When Arnav came back in and saw her like that, he couldn't help himself but to grin. He had picked her up carefully, hoping to not awaken her, and tucked her under the covers, leaving her be.

A few hours had passed, when Khushi awoke with a jolt. She glanced around before realizing she had fallen asleep. Slowly, she sat up and saw the pair of pajamas Arnav had intended for her.

When did I even fall asleep?

With a stretch, Khushi got up and headed to the bathroom. She went in through the right entry and opened the door, finding a lovely white and black marble bathroom. She made her way to the sink and looked at her reflection in the mirror - she really was in need of a fix-up. Khushi noticed on the right that there were various things put out, including a brand new toothbrush.

This is all for me? Well it has to be right? I'm the one staying here so... wow.

Taking the toothbrush out of its packet and placing some toothpaste, Khushi got right down to work. She quickly washed up, and fixed her face and clothes before looking for Arnav.

Khushi walked down the hall tentatively, glancing around at it as she remembered the way down. She arrived to the staircase and made her way downstairs. Not sure of where to look first, Khushi decided to look for Arnav in his study. She found him there, sitting at his desk, working on his laptop. But at the sight of him, she halted.

Oh my gorgeousness!

Khushi couldn't help herself but to bite her lip at the sight of his bulging muscles, defined in his rolled up sleeves. She found herself caught in a trance, unaware of the fact that Arnav was looking at her. It was when he began to rise up from his chair that her eyes finally met his, snapping her from her thoughts. He came towards her and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"Sleep well," he asked softly.

Khushi shuddered at his touch and the softness of his voice. Even if Dhruv had done such similar acts with her in the past, it had never made her act the way she did now.

Fucking jackhammer!

"Yes," she finally whispered, nuzzling into his hold.

Khushi felt his hand wander to the back of her head as he moved in closer. Her eyes stayed focused on his lips, suddenly feeling desperate to feel them.

He has such an affect on me, holy fuck!

He suddenly gripped her hair tightly, pulling her head back. Khushi let out a moan as the slight pain shot through her.

"Yes. What?"

"Yes Sir," Khushi panted, the intensity of his voice turning her into a wanton harlot.

What the hell is wrong with me?

She felt him smirk before he covered her lips with his. Khushi moaned into the kiss, her hands reaching out to grip his shirt. She felt him maneuver his arm under her and he picked her up, placing her against the wall, causing her to gasp. His lips trailed to her neck, working her flesh. Khushi's grip tightened on his shirt feeling immense pleasure.

If he's making me feel like this now, how will he make me feel later?

Arnav pulled back and looked at her, his eyes hooded. Khushi gazed into his, wondering what was going on in that mind of his.

"You will start your lessons tomorrow."

Khushi's eyebrows slightly raised. "Um-"

Arnav pulled her away from the wall and carried her through the house. Khushi simply looked at him as he took her into the kitchen and placed her on the island. He went around and opened the fridge, taking out what he needed to make a sandwich. It made Khushi wonder, so she had to ask.

"Do you know how to cook... Sir?"

"I do. It's something important for one to know."

Khushi couldn't help her scoff and glanced down. When she looked back up at him, she found him with his eyebrow arched high, causing her to gulp.

"Um... well Dhruv never thought that it was important."

"Clearly he's an idiot who's too dependent."

"You could say that again," Khushi muttered, looking away with distaste.

Arnav came around to her and handed her the plate which held the sandwich. "Eat."

Khushi's stomach beat her to her response, grumbling. So she happily obliged and ate it while Arnav made one for himself.

"Tell me about your family," Arnav said.

"Um... my parents live out in the countryside since my father retired, my sister and I staying behind in town. Payal, my sister, lives with her long-time boyfriend Akash and they're ever so romantic."

"And you don't want romance?"

Khushi paused and thought about it. "I thought I had it. Dhruv and I were high school sweethearts so we lived that romantic tale. But once I realized how... how... repetitive everything was, I just couldn't take it! My life revolved around him but... I wanted it to revolve around me sometimes. And we were so... so... normal. Well, if you consider him cheating on me with my coworker normal, then yeah."

"He cheated?"

"Continuously; with that girl. But she can have that fucking jackhammer all she wants," and she twitched her lips.

Arnav's lips crooked up. "Jackhammer? What a unique nickname. How did he earn this title?"

Khushi could see the humor twinkle in his eyes. She couldn't help herself but to smile as well.

"When we would have sex, he was more concerned with himself," she said softly. "I don't even know how many times I've faked an orgasm with him."

Arnav cocked his eyebrow. "Is that so? Tell me, when was the last time you achieved orgasm through sex?"

Blush spread across her face. "Um... I can't remember," she whispered.

Arnav just looked at her for a moment. Khushi tried hard to not look away, but eventually she did. Her face heated from blush, Khushi tucking her hair behind her ear.

"So let me get this clear - you've been with that idiot for so long, even though he hasn't been able to give you an orgasm for lord knows how long?"

Khushi slowly nodded.

Arnav couldn't help but to chuckle. "Well then you're welcome."

"Excuse me?"

He turned his gaze on her and Khushi gasped, seeing the intensity in his eyes. He moved in closer, placing his hand on her thigh. Khushi gulped at the contact, feeling her body hum.

"Since you have agreed to be with me, you will receive nothing but pleasure," he murmured, his face oh so close to hers. "Now unless you misbehave, you will have orgasm after orgasm after orgasm."

Khushi took in a sharp breath, looking into his eyes.

He traced small circles with his finger on her thigh. "Now I was going to wait until tomorrow, but it looks like tonight will be the night instead."

"I don't understand."

A smirk graced his face and Khushi gasped. His carnal intentions were as clear as daylight, Arnav not even trying to hide it.

"N-n-now... S-s-sir?"

Arnav chuckled, looking down at the ground while Khushi looked at him wide eyed. When his eyes met hers once more, she felt her core thud.

"Would you like for me to take you now," he asked, his voice velvet as he moved in closer.

"Yes Sir," she breathed, not even thinking before answering.

"Oh, greedy kitten," he smirked, his head tilted.

Blush spread across Khushi's cheeks as she realized what she had said. Arnav caressed her cheek and tilted her chin up, Khushi's eyes widening.

"You truly do blossom like a rose," he murmured.

Khushi blushed even harder and Arnav placed a kiss on her cheek. Khushi's eyes met his hooded ones immediately, Arnav smirking lightly.

"I wonder how much you will blossom when you're writhing beneath me."

Khushi felt her core thud and she shifted uncomfortably.

"Only one way to find out."

Arnav wrapped her legs around him and picked her up, Khushi entwining her arms around his neck. She looked at him wide eyed as he led them upstairs.

What will he do? Is he going to do the kinky stuff. Whatever it is, I hope I come out of it with the ability to walk.

Chapter Six

The curving of his lips made Khushi somewhat nervous. She couldn't believe she was actually willing to negotiate his terms on a BDSM relationship.

Am I really doing this?

Arnav pushed off from the desk and took his seat. "Your terms," he asked, folding his hands on top of his desk.

"I'll do it; both your secretary and... be your submissive," she blushed. "I also understand that in the contract, you've stated that you want the relationship to also extend in the workplace, of course private and unknown. I'll agree, if you give me a $75,000 income."

Arnav arched an eyebrow and brought his folded hands up to chin. He looked at her as he was lost in thought, and Khushi tried her best to not break away. While this was a blushy matter they were mainly focusing on, right now the topic was on business, and that was something she was always serious about.

"Deal."

Khushi couldn't help but to be surprised. "Really?"

"Well you are a certified accountant with her masters; you deserve well pay."

Khushi pursed her lips and fiddled with her hands.

"Anything else?"

Clearing her throat, Khushi tucked a strand of her hair back. "Um... there's certain things I'm against. ...such as suffocation."

While blush had filled her cheeks in heat of embarrassment, Arnav simply looked at her, not affected by it, one single bit.

He really has done this before.

"I'm also against the use of knives and gynecological devices. There's also the fear of punishment... I don't really know how I exactly feel about that."

"Thinking too much on it only causes more fear. In reality, it truly isn't as frightening as you may think.

"On the topic of suffocation, what about slight choking?"

Khushi's eyebrows went up. "Choking?"

Arnav simply looked at her, his lips rested on his folded hands. The thought of choking reminded Khushi of the raunchy novels she had read, as well one of the pornos she had found on Dhruv's laptop a year ago. She was shocked to find it, but couldn't help herself but to wonder how it must feel to have your throat gripped the way the pornstar had their's gripped in the video.

"Okay," she heard herself saying.

Arnav smiled lightly. "Okay. As for the others, consider them gone. Anything else?"

Khushi cleared her throat and shifted in her seat. "Um... I'm not so sure about, um... well... anal," she blushed.

Arnav moved his folded hands away from his lips. "I'm assuming you haven't done it."

Khushi shook her head. Dhruv had always thought of it to be disgusting.

"I won't be taking that off the table. We'll try it - train you, and take it from there. Anything else?"

After hearing everything she had, her mind jumbled. "My brain is too mushy right now," she admitted.

"Well I'm glad you're being honest with me.

"Just know that at anytime you have the right to choose whether or not if you want to stay or leave; that is entirely up to you. I won't go after you, though it will be hard not to."

Khushi looked up at him and saw a gleam in his eyes. She instantly looked away, feeling her body hum.

"Anything else," he asked.

"Where do I sign," she said in a light voice.

Khushi wasn't sure, but she thought she had seen his eyes lit up for a fraction of a second. He came around and helped her find the spaces she would need to sign, starting with a nondisclosure form. Page after page, Khushi signed until finally they were all complete. Arnav put the documents away and Khushi stood. When he turned to her, Khushi took in a sharp breath. There was something in his eyes, a sort of gleam. He moved closer to her then slightly pulled her to him.

Khushi still couldn't believe that she had actually agreed to do this, that she had actually signed on to this. This was nowhere near normal and it was absolutely mind-boggling! But this was exactly what she needed - an escape from normalcy.

Arnav reached up and cupped her cheek in his hand. Khushi loved the warmth and the slight roughness of his hand, shutting her eyes to his embrace.

"You are mine," he said, his voice hoarse. "You're my kitten."

Khushi looked up at him at the sound of the pet name and before she could question it, his lips covered hers. Khushi was so shocked, she gasped, giving him access to her mouth. His tongue met hers and explored, taking in her taste. It took her a moment before Khushi recovered from her shock and kissed him back.

Arnav pulled back and placed his forehead against hers. "I've been wanting to do that since I saw you at the diner."

Khushi was shocked again. No one had ever desired to kiss her the way Arnav had, not even Dhruv the stupid jackhammer!

Arnav released her and took her hand. "Come. Let me feed you."

Khushi followed behind Arnav, going into the dining room. Several maids were finishing setting up the table, their lunch ready. Arnav helped her into her seat before sitting down.The dining table seated a total of six people and Khushi wondered who else had sat at this table with him.

The other six must have.

With their food ready and prepared, Arnav made a toast to their new beginning and they dug in. Seeing the steak and potatoes reminded Khushi of the other day, which seemed so long ago, when in fact it was yesterday. Khushi happily ate and she could see the satisfaction on Arnav's face.

Maybe I'll be able to avoid punishment.

The thought of it somewhat scared her yet excited her, which happened to confuse her yet cause her to squirm in her seat.

What is wrong with me?!

The sound of Arnav's chuckling filled her ears and she turned to him. "W-what's so funny?"

"You," he grinned, and Khushi blushed.

"What are your plans for the evening?"

"I don't have any," Khushi replied, placing her hands in her lap.

"Then you can move in today."

"Wait what?"

Khushi remembered reading about that in the contract, yet somehow she had managed to forget all about it. And somehow, Arnav was able to tell that she forgot.

"Khushi, are you sure you read the contract carefully or did you forget half of the things you read," he scowled.

Khushi looked down at her lap. She felt like she was little girl being scolded at. "Sorry," she muttered.

"Sorry what?"

"Erm... sorry Sir."

"Good, start getting into the habit of saying that," and he resumed eating. "You can move in today and my men will retrieve your items from your hotel room."

Khushi looked up at him. "Where would I stay... Sir?"

Arnav arched his eyebrow at her.

"I mean... I know you said in the contract that I would stay in a separate room but you haven't-"

"Finish your food and I will take you up to your room. Now eat."

Khushi looked down at her food. "Yes Sir."

But Khushi was in a jumble of emotions to eat. However when she heard a slight growl from him, she quickly ate as her mind rambled.

Oh my gosh, this is really happening! Why the hell did I agree? Holy crap, what if Payal finds out? Oh shit! No, no, she can't find out. She won't find out, how would she find out? I'm avoiding her calls and texts, as well as everyone... no one would know about Arnav....

Khushi glanced at Arnav.

Sir... he's actually my dominant now. A dominant! MY dominant! Holy crap, I have a dominant! And I'm a submissive? Holy fuck!

Khushi picked up her glass of wine and guzzled it down. After everything that had happened, she really truly needed something stronger than alcohol.

Chapter Five

When Khushi awoke the next morning, it took her a moment to remember where she was and what had led her to the hotel. She remembered meeting Arnav Singh Raizada and she instantly picked up her phone. She looked through their exchanged emails and stared at his phone number.

Should I call him? Text him? Maybe I should wait and text him later.

Liking that idea, Khushi got up and washed up. Moments later, when she got out, there was a knock on the door. A hotel employee arrived and pushed in a trolley of food. Once he set everything on the table and Khushi gave him his tip, he gave a curt nod and left. Khushi looked at the table full of food and noticed a card. Picking it up, she read it.

New day, new beginning

Have a wonderful day

~Arnav

Oh, so this wasn't for free. Khushi's eyes widened. Then that means-! Oh he's beat me to he bill again and he's stuffing me up!

Khushi looked at the food on the table and her stomach grumbled. She didn't realize she was that hungry, and unable to fight her stomach, she dug right in. The food was delicious and she knew better than to just pig out.

Getting her phone, Khushi called Arnav. It rang for a moment before it went through.

"Arnav Singh Raizada."

Khushi gulped down the eggs in her mouth and felt her body hum. Hearing his deep voice did things to her, and it was a very nice feeling.

"H-hi, it's Khushi," she said softly.

"Ah, good morning Khushi. Sleep well?"

Khushi nodded even though he couldn't see her. "Yes. Thank you for the breakfast, it was lovely."

"You're most welcome Khushi; it's my duty to take care of you. After all...."

Khushi's eyebrow scrunched.

"...you are my guest over there."

"Oh! I g-guess."

Khushi thought of the contract and all of the eating rules and taking-care rules.

"What are you doing today?"

"Um... nothing really."

"Would you like to meet up today and go over the contract?"

Khushi gulped. Should I?

"We can do lunch at my place and go over the contract and negotiate. Deal?"

"Um-" What the hell do I say? Yes? No? I don't know? No hablo ingles? "Deal."

Why the hell did I say that?

"Great. I'll pick you up at 1."

`

With that, the two hung up and Khushi put her phone down on the table.

Why the heck did I agree? This is all crazy! I mean a date to go over flogging? Wait a minute, is it even a date? Am I about to go on a date with THE Arnav Singh Raizada? Noooo! Khushi gasped. Is it really? No, no I'm going over my head, no, no way. I mean then I'd have to wear something special- oh my gosh, what the hell do I even wear?!

Khushi went dashing to her bag and rummaged through it. 

Crap, I have nothing good for lunch! Most of my good clothes are still back home with.... Khushi cringed. I don't even want to think about that cheating jackhammer. Though I'm curious if I really broke his balls.

The memory of Dhruv on the floor made her giggle. It also made her think of their relationship.

In the beginning it was beautiful. I thought that I was in love with 'the one'. But now... now it's time to look at things a bit more seriously. 

Dhruv and I are over. There's no way I'm ever going back to that. Besides the cheating thing, I wasn't... satisfied. I mean I call him the fucking jackhammer for a reason. I can't have that again, ever. But with Arnav....

Khushi thought of their first meeting yesterday. She remembered how he had looked at her and how she had immediately reacted. Not once had she ever felt that with Dhruv, not even when they had first met. 

What is it about Arnav that's so... so... different? If Dhruv had ever mentioned something like this, I'd call him crazy. But then again, it would be Dhruv. He's nothing near Arnav, not even in the same universe.

Khushi's phone rang, playing the specific ring tone she had for Payal. She let it ring continuously and when it stopped, she blocked her number. There were texts from Payal, waiting for Khushi to see them. There were texts from Dhruv as well, and from the glimpse she caught, she saw that he was apologizing. But Khushi didn't care - she didn't want to go back to that orgasm-ruining jackhammer. 

Khushi looked at the contract, which sat on the desk by the window. 

Maybe it's time for something new. A new life, new everything. Maybe it's time to leave the hated 'normal', and become a part of something else.

*~*

It was one o'clock on the dot and when Khushi got down to the lobby, she saw Arnav waiting for her. He wore a charcoal coat over a navy suit, the top two buttons of his white shirt undone. Khushi stopped herself from biting her lip and resisted the urge to clench her thighs. 

She walked over to him and watched him as he looked at her from head to toe. Khushi glanced down at her outfit, hoping that her casual black skater dress and coat were okay, as well as her combat boots. For some reason, Khushi just couldn't figure out what to wear for this. It was always easy when she was with Dhruv, wearing whatever. But when it came to the Adonis known as Arnav Singh Raizada, it was so much more than just putting clothes on her body.

"You look lovely," he smiled softly.

Khushi blushed. "Thank you. You look very handsome."

"Thank you. I just came from work, so I apologize if I seem slightly tired."

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows. "You look perfect," she said without thinking.

"Thank you, Khushi. That's very kind of you."

Khushi blushed even harder. What is wrong with me?!

"Shall we?"

Pushing aside her embarrassment, Khushi nodded.

Arnav led her out, Khushi walking beside him. When the valet caught sight of him, he scurried off to get Arnav's car. When he arrived with the Bentley, Arnav held the door open for Khushi and then went around and sat in the driver's seat. He pulled off into traffic and Khushi looked at the city around them. The good hotels were in only in the city, not to mention all of the businesses and tall buildings. 

Driving back into town, Arnav drove to the richer parts, where only those of high class lived. Khushi had always wondered what it would be like to live there. In fact, she had always dreamt of coming here one day, just to see it once with her own eyes.

Looks like some dreams do come true.

It wasn't long until Arnav pulled up to large iron gates. It automatically opened and Arnav drove forward. The path was surrounded by trees and when it finally cleared up ahead, Khushi was mesmerized by Arnav's home. It was grand, it was modern, the floor to ceiling windows taking in the sunlight and filling up the house. 

Stopping the car in front of the grand house, Arnav stepped out and opened the door for Khushi. She stepped out and gazed at the home. One of Arnav's security came forward and Arnav handed him the keys to the car. The man drove it away, taking it to the garage.

Following Arnav inside, Khushi gazed at the lovely home. The living room was to the left, where Arnav had them leave their coats; the stairway leading upstairs just ahead of them. The study was to the right and Khushi could see the walls full of books on their shelves. Behind the stairs led to the kitchen, the dining room to the left.

Like the rest of the home, the kitchen too had a modern theme, with metallic kitchenware, the cabinets and island of dark wood with slate counters. Arnav had her sit down in one of the stools which surrounded the island, and Khushi gladly did, overwhelmed by the large home.

I don't belong here.

"What would you like to drink," he asked.

"Just water would be fine." By the gallon she wanted to add.

It was bad enough that she had no idea what to call this shing-ding, nor had a clue on how to dress up for this, and now she had plummeted down the rabbit hole and into Arnav's home.

What am I getting myself into?

Arnav poured her a glass of water and poured himself some red wine. "Shall we discuss the contract?"

Khushi took a gulp of her water. "Here?"

"We can take this to my study."

He held his hand out to her and Khushi looked at it. For a moment she hesitated, before taking it. At the contact of his warm hand, his warmth spread through her body, it coming alive with a hum. Khushi gasped and her eyes met his. 

"You feel it too," he murmured. 

Confusion spread in her expression, but instead of clearing it, Arnav led her to the study. 

Through large windows, sunlight poured in, reflecting off of the snow that remained on the ground. When Khushi got closer, she noted that they were tinted, no one from outside able to look in. A desk sat centered in the room, right in front of the doors, surrounded by bookshelves. To the left were more bookshelves, surrounding a billiard table. Some distance away from it was a fireplace, a TV on top, set to the wall. Between was a small table with two leather chairs. Everything about the room just seemed so cozy. 

Arnav gestured her to sit down in one of the empty chairs across his desk. Khushi did so as he took his seat on the other side. 

"So, shall we," and he pulled out two copies of the contract from his desk. 

He handed handed a copy to Khushi and she held it, leaning it against her chest. "I don't have too many issues with it," she said softly. 

"Is that so?"

"The food thing, I personally think, isn't necessary. I mean having to eat enough and all of that," she quickly added when he frowned. 

"And why is that?"

Khushi scoffed lightly. "I'm a girl, I love to eat. There's no need to remind me to eat," she said softly. 

The corner of Arnav's lips tugged up. His humor was very much evident. "Is that so?"

Blush spread on her cheeks as she nodded. "I guess I'm somewhat of a piggy," she nearly whispered, slightly hiding her face behind the contract. 

Oh my gosh, I'm way over my head, he shouldn't be with a pig like me!

"Hardly," he smiled, running his finger over his lower lip. 

Khushi found herself eyeing his wandering finger, and it wasn't missed by Arnav. When she realized she had been caught, she hid her face even more with the contract. 

"Don't hide from me."

Khushi looked up at him through her eyelashes, though she made no attempt to unveil herself from the contract. She preferred that than showing her tomato-red face. 

"I'm glad to know that eating won't be a problem. In the past, it has been."

That caught Khushi's interest. "It has?"

Arnav nodded. "Punishment was in order, of course."

Khushi gulped remembering that part in the contract. The thought of whips and flogger being used on her, scared her.

"Don't."

Khushi looked up at him. How did he-?

"Most of it is all in your head. When you actually experience it, you'll realize that there's more pleasure than pain."

Khushi remembered reading lines similar to what Arnav had said in her novels. She also remembered how her sister made fun of her, not to mention humiliate her, for reading such raunchy novels. 

Arnav's eyebrows met in the middle. "What's wrong?"

Khushi shook her head. "Nothing. Just a memory," she said softly. 

Arnav stood up from his chair, placing his copy of the contract on the desk. He went around and moved in front of her, leaning against the desk. Cupping her face into his hand, he tilted it up to him.

"I understand that what you've dealt with yesterday - the pain and emotion - has had some effect on you. You left it all behind and now, I'm giving you a new beginning."

Khushi simply looked at him. What he had said was true. 

"It's up to you on whether or not you want to begin anew."

Arnav was right. After everything she had dealt with the day before, she had no other choice but to leave it all behind. She didn't want to ever see that jackhammer nor hear from him ever again. She didn't want to speak, see, nor hear her sister ever again, who did nothing but judge her because her life was perfect and Khushi's wasn't, and because she was normal, and Khushi wasn't. 

This was Khushi's chance to escape that dreaded normal and to try something new. It was somewhat nerving on many levels, but it was something new. And if it was a way to escape the dreaded normal, then damn it, nerving as it was, it was still an escape. 

Khushi took a deep breath and sighed. "Let's negotiate."

Chapter Four

At the sight of the attached document, Khushi couldn't believe what she was reading. Not needing anyone else in the room to see it, Khushi quickly printed it out and took it back upstairs. She read a bit of it while she was in the elevator alone and continued to do so as she entered and got in her room. Words on the pages flew out to her and echoed, words like nipple clamps, bondage, cuffs, punishment, and so much more.

Reading through every page of the document, Khushi placed the packet down and stared out the window with wide eyes. She couldn't believe she had read through it all without recoiling.

I can't believe I've read it all.

Khushi looked down at the packet in her hands. Along with the information about the relationship was information about the job offer as well. Based on the information provided, Khushi knew that to lose this job offer would truly be the stupidest thing she could have ever done.

But is it worth getting into a BDSM relationship with the great Arnav Singh Raizada?

Khushi's phone beeped, indicating that it was low on charge. She got out her charger from her purse and plugged it in, putting her phone on charge. Her mind clouded with the thought of Arnav Singh Raizada and she really didn't know what to do.

Keeping her phone on charge, Khushi searched him up online. She found the company's website, as well as links about the company and opinions from the company's workers. She clicked on one of those and looked at the comments people and to say about their job. None of them were bad, all of them containing positive comments. Khushi had silently hoped for at least one negative comment so she could use that as an excuse to back out. But it seemed that fate had other things in mind and Khushi questioned why.

Why me? First I quit my job, then my phone, and now this... this... crazy proposal!

Khushi's phone pinged, another email having arrived. When Khushi looked at the notification carefully, she saw that Arnav Singh Raizada had emailed her again.

Should I open it?

Tapping on it, the email app opened and took her to the email.

From: Arnav Singh Raizada

Date: December 22, 2016 9:16 PM

To: Khushi Kumari Gupta

Subject: The Contract

Dear Ms. Gupta,

I hope that you are well provided at the hotel and have already begun reading the contract.

If there are any questions that you have, please do not hesitate to email me.

Arnav Singh Raizada

CEO, AR Industries

Khushi blinked at the email. Her mind blanked and she didn't even know why.

Perhaps this is the power of Arnav Singh Raizada.

Crossing her legs and getting comfortable under the blanket, Khushi typed back a response.

From: Khushi Kumari Gupta

Date: December 22, 2016 9:18 PM

To: Arnav Singh Raizada

Subject: RE: The Contract

Dear Mr. Raizada,

Yes I am fine here at the hotel, thank you. I have also finished reading the contract.

Truth be told, my mind has blanked from shock. There are several questions, but I will need a moment to gather the pieces of my brain back together, and will only then be able to discuss them with you.

Khushi

With that, Khushi sent him the email.

That sounded proper... right?

Khushi's phone pinged again, only this time it was a text from her sister. She purposely ignored it and just as she was about to toss her phone side, she received another email.

From: Arnav Singh Raizada

Date: December 22, 2016 9:21 PM

To: Khushi Kumari Gupta

Subject: Regather

Dear Ms. Gupta,

I am happy to know that you are in comfort and that you have read the contract.

I assume it is only natural to be... perplexed. But I will wait for you to gather your wits, and then we can discuss any questions that you have in mind.

Arnav Singh Raizada

CEO, AR Industries

Only natural?

From: Khushi Kumari Gupta

Date: December 22, 2016 9:24 PM

To: Arnav Singh Raizada

Subject: Question

Dear Mr. Raizada,

If you don't mind me asking, have you done this before?

Khushi

Of course he has you idiot! ...right?

From: Arnav Singh Raizada

Date: December 22, 2016 9:26 PM

To: Khushi Kumari Gupta

Subject: Answer

Dear Ms. Gupta,

Yes, yes I have done this before, for several years.

Arnav Singh Raizada

CEO, AR Industries

From: Khushi Kumari Gupta

Date: December 22, 2016 9:28 PM

To: Arnav Singh Raizada

Subject: Question 2

With just one person? Or more? I'd like to know.

Do I really though? ...yes, I do.

From: Arnav Singh Raizada

Date: December 22, 2016 9:31 PM

To: Khushi Kumari Gupta

Subject: Answer 2

No, not just with one person. I have had six submissives so far.

Arnav Singh Raizada

CEO, AR Industries

From: Khushi Kumari Gupta

Date: December 22, 2016 9:32 PM

To: Arnav Singh Raizada

Subject: Question 3

So I'd be the seventh?

From: Arnav Singh Raizada

Date: December 22, 2016 9:34 PM

To: Khushi Kumari Gupta

Subject: Answer 3

Are you agreeing? If so, then yes, you would be lucky number 7.

Arnav Singh Raizada

CEO, AR Industries

Khushi's eyes widened slightly. Lucky number seven? Me? No way!

Khushi thought of all she had dealt with, from her bad relationship to her crappy job. She didn't see how she could be lucky.

Her phone pinged once more and she saw that she had received another email from Arnav.

From: Arnav Singh Raizada

Date: December 22, 2016 9:36 PM

To: Khushi Kumari Gupta

Subject: Sweet Dreams

It is getting late and you should get some sleep, after the eventful day you have had. We can talk about the contract tomorrow, I'll give you my phone number below. Get some sleep and please do not stress about this. All of your fears are in your head.

Good night.

Arnav Singh Raizada

CEO, AR Industries

555-1642

Khushi put her phone down and turned off the lights. Snuggling into bed, wrapped up warmly by the blanket, Khushi looked up at the ceiling.

I haven't agreed to anything, yet I just did as he said. What the hell?

She turned to the side, resting her cheek on her hand.

What am I getting myself into? Why am I not even stopping myself? Why am I going along with this so easily? I know that I've had a rough day....

Sleep began to take over Khushi and she yawned.

Maybe this is my new beginning.