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.

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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.