Chapter Fifty Six

The sun peeked through the curtains, awakening Khushi. She turned to make Arnav her pillow, but he wasn't there. Khushi got up and as her brain awoke, she heard the clicking of keys. Getting up, she found Arnav in the office, working.

"Good morning angel," he smiled.

"Good morning. When did you get up?"

"Fifteen minutes or so. Shall I order breakfast?"

Khushi's stomach grumbled at the word and she nodded. While Khushi washed up, Arnav called room service. Soon enough their breakfast arrived and they ate in the dining room.

"So what would you like to do today," Arnav asked.

"How about we just explore for today."

"Sure."

After breakfast was complete, Arnav and Khushi got ready, Arnav wearing a button down and shorts, while Khushi wore a romper. The two headed out, walking through the resort, familiarizing themselves. They saw the many restaurants, passed the water park and aquarium, found the spa, discovered activities they could do, and of course the club.

"Wow, there's so many things to do here. And we're here for a week right?"

"Mm hmm, unless you'd like to stay longer."

Khushi shook her head. "A week is fine."

Arnav nodded and the two continued to walk down along the beach. The sun began to set and it looked absolutely beautiful.

"How lucky am I to be here," Khushi nearly whispered, gazing at the setting sun.

Arnav turned to her. "How lucky am I to be here with you?"

Khushi looked up at Arnav and squeezed his hand lightly. The two turned to each other and kissed as the sun continued to set into the horizon, casting it's bright red-orange light on the couple.

*~*

Given the choice, Khushi decided to check out the water park, which is exactly what they did the next day. They had a blast, going down water slides and rafts, and enjoying the pool. But there was one activity that struck out to Khushi the most.

"Oh my gosh! Is that... do my eyes deceive me?"

Arnav looked in the direction she was looking at.

"It is... a zip line," she nearly drooled.

Arnav began to chuckle, but Khushi was too in daze. There was something about zip lining that made Khushi love it so much. Perhaps it was the rush she got from going at such a speed from such a height. Whatever it was, all she knew was that she loved it and wanted to do it. So she grabbed Arnav's hand and dragged him with her.

Khushi was absolutely excited, almost bouncing from her giddiness as they placed the harness on her.

"Angel, it's as if you're a child getting ice cream," Arnav chuckled.

"Oh this baby is getting ice cream alright, I'm so ready for this!"

Arnav laughed. "Someone's pumped."

"You bet I am!"

Once everything was set and hooked, Khushi was given the pleasure of going first. They asked her if she wanted to be pushed off in case she was scared, but Khushi shook her head, stepped back, and ran off the platform. The second she was airborne, Khushi screamed with joy, hollering as she went across.

"This is so much fun!!!"

She zipped through the air, earning a fantastic view of the resort. The rush she felt filled her up, and she absolutely loved it! Of course, it wasn't anything similar to what Arnav would make her feel, but this kind of rush was in its own section, it's own kind of pleasure. While Arnav's was more addictive, this was just pure fun.

When Khushi got to the end, the workers caught hold of her and helped her out of the gear. Soon enough, Arnav arrived behind her and he was ridden of his gear as well. Once that was complete, they decided to head back to the hotel.

"Oh my gosh that was so amazing," Khushi squealed.

Arnav chuckled. "Who'd think you to be such a daredevil."

Khushi stuck her tongue out. "I love zip lines. We went on one when my family and I went to Canada. And then there was the one I went on at my senior trip in high school. It gives such a rush, I love it!"

Arnav watched her smile with joy, but there was something that poked at him.

"I don't think you've ever spoken about your high school days," he said.

Khushi's step faltered and Arnav caught her.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine, it's the stupid sandals, causing problems all day."

But Arnav knew that was a lie because he was with her the entire time and not once had she had an issue with her sandals. He realized immediately that it had been the topic to create that reaction out of her.

Arnav didn't say anything after that, keeping his hold of her hand in his secure. Khushi wondered if he was suspicious of anything, but by the look on his face, she couldn't tell.

How do I change the topic, she wondered. "So... what are we doing tonight?"

"What would you like to do?"

"Well... we did just have a whole day of fun, so how about we just relax for the evening, maybe watch a movie."

"Sure."

*~*

Watching a movie didn't even last five minutes before the two attacked each other. When they had gotten back to their suite, they decided to go into the master bedroom since the TV was bigger. After randomly selecting a movie that the hotel provided, they began to watch Savages. However as they got about three minutes in, all of Khushi's strings came loose, the sight of Blake Lively getting fucked delirious turning her on and turning her into an animal. It didn't even take a second for Khushi to throw herself onto Arnav and attack his lips. While Arnav tried to rid of the t-shirt she wore of his, Khushi clicked on the remote to turn off the TV. She helped toss the t-shirt aside and let Arnav hook his thumbs into the waistband of her cream-laced panties and tore them off.

"At this rate, they're becoming pointless to buy," Khushi smirked.

"I agree," and he covered her lips with his.

Khushi moaned, loving the feeling she got as Arnav traced his fingertips over her body in the most sensual way possible. Her body hummed and shivered, and she wanted more. It was as if Arnav knew that, as the second the thought crossed her mind, his fingers parted through her folds.

"Fuck," Khushi breathed.

Arnav watched her as she tossed her head back and arched her body. He had simply parted through her folds and Khushi moved her body, sliding across his finger. Seeing her in such pleasure, pleased him, not to mention turned him on. He took one nipple in his mouth and watched as Khushi moaned and clutched his hair.

Khushi needed more, so she moved his hand away and removed his t-shirt off of his body. He helped her to get rid of his shorts then held her as she straddled him. The two gazed at each other for a moment, letting their hands wander as they pleased.

Khushi's hands traveled over his broad shoulders to his muscled arms, to his chest and chiseled abs. She bit her lips as her hand continued to wander lower and lower. She held his member loosely, earning a little hiss from Arnav's lips. She lazily moved her hand along his length and kissed him softly. Arnav moved his hand lower and brought it through her folds again. Khushi gasped and slightly buckled as his finger penetrated her. She moaned in pleasure and gazed at Arnav. Soon their lips collided once more and things intensified. Arnav began to finger-fuck her faster while Khushi moved her hand along his length faster. Matching his speed. Both moaned and gasped, aching for their release. They were one their knees, lips colliding and missing as they were overtaken by their pleasure. With each passing second, it intensified, drawing them closer and closer to their release.

"I want you to come in mouth," Khushi breathed.

"Are your sure?"

Khushi nodded desperately and Arnav fucked her faster. Khushi cried out in pleasure as she got closer to her peak. With his free hand, Arnav gripped her hair, earning a moan out of Khushi. He fucked her faster, hitting that sweet spot, causing her to scream as she found her release, her hands slightly faltering over his length. However she was determined and continued to work on him. When Arnav was about to hit his high, he tugged Khushi down by her hair and Khushi wrapped her lips around his length and sucked on him while her hand continued it's work, her other hand focusing on his balls. Within seconds, Arnav came, him thrusting into her mouth as his cum burst into it. Khushi moaned as she swallowed the warm liquid. Not once did she pull back, swallowing everything he gave her as he thrust into her mouth slowly, allowing her to milk him.

Khushi was turned on by this so much, that she began to play with herself, reaching in between her legs to toy with that sensitive bud. Getting every last drop out of him, Khushi released him and looked up at him. Arnav tugged on her hair, bringing her back up, and he kissed her fiercely. Khushi moaned, still playing with herself.

"My, my, angel, you're being quite naughty," Arnav said, his voice hoarse.

Khushi bit her lip, stifling a moan as she nodded.

"Does my angel want to come again?"

Khushi could see a darkness shroud his eyes. It excited her, realizing what was to come, and she couldn't wait.

"Yes," she breathed.

Arnav tugged on her hair, causing Khushi to cry out slightly.

"Yes what?"

"Yes Sir," Khushi breathed with a smile.

Fuck yes, Khushi cried out with joy in her mind, throwing confetti everywhere as she did her happy dance.

Arnav kissed her nose. "Good girl." He moved back and leaned back, pulling up a pillow behind him. "Come here."

Khushi moved in between his legs and Arnav turned her around, having her back face him. With his legs, he forced Khushi's legs apart, holding them down with his. Khushi gasped as his fingers skated over her inner thighs, so close to where she wanted them to be.

"My sweet, sweet angel," he whispered, letting finger continue about.

Khushi moaned, bringing one hand up to his hair, gripping it.

"So beautiful," he whispered, one hand kneading her breast.

Khushi's back arched into his touch, wanting more.

"So sensitive...."

His hand quickly drifted over her womanhood and Khushi whimpered.

"This is mine," he growled. "All mine, it belongs to me. Who does it belong to?"

"You," she breathed.

Before she could even register it, Arnav's hand made direct contact with her womanhood with a smack, causing her to moan out loud.

"Who does it belong it to," he repeated.

"You Sir," she moaned, wanting him to do that again.

"That's right angel, your cunt belongs to me," he growled, rubbing his fingers through her wet folds. "It's mine, you're all mine."

"I'm yours Sir, I'm yours," she chanted.

"Who do you belong to?"

"You Sir, always you, forever you Sir," she moaned.

Arnav gripped her hair and tugged it to make her look at him. "Forever?"

Khushi blinked, gazing into his eyes. "Forever."

His lips crashed onto hers and he began to rub her clit. Khushi moaned, gasping as Arnav bit her lower lip before releasing it. Khushi's head thrashed back, resting on his shoulder as he kissed her exposed neck.

"Do you like that baby? Do you like the way I play with your pussy angel?"

"Oh fuck, yes!"

Arnav slapped her pussy again and Khushi moaned, her body arching slightly.

"Yes what," he growled.

"Yes Sir," she cried, wanting his touch again.

"Beg for it."

"Touch me Sir," she breathed.

"What was that? I didn't hear you."

"Please touch me Sir."

"Touch you where angel? You have to be more specific," he smirked, teething her neck.

"Please touch my pussy Sir," she cried out.

"Like this," he asked, stroking his finger over her lips.

Khushi moaned and tried to move her hand to move his over where she needed it to be, but Arnav used his other hand to grasp both.

"Tell me."

Khushi groaned. "My clit Sir. Play with clit Sir, please!"

Arnav smirked into her hair and kissed it. "Oh my sweet, sweet angel, what will I ever do without you?"

Khushi's chest heaved. "Don't ever leave me."

"Never."

His hand returned to her clit, rubbing it. Khushi cried out and tossed her head back, Arnav's face buried in her neck as he sucked and teethed it, his other hand still holding her hands. Khushi moaned, cried, and grunted, getting closer and closer and closer to her release.

"Come for me angel. Come for me my sweet, sweet angel, come for me baby. Come for me loud and hard so I can lick your cunt clean and lavish in it. Come for me so I can bury my thick cock into your beautiful pink cunt and fuck you hard. Come for me angel, come for me my love."

Khushi reached her peak and she burst, screaming as she squirted. Her juices flew out onto the sheets, getting it all wet, as well as Arnav's hand.

"Oh fuck, angel!"

Arnav didn't stop until he had gotten every last drop out of her. Khushi panted and breathed heavily as her body sagged onto Arnav's. It was as if every last bit of energy had drained out of her. Arnav let go of her and let her properly lay down. He moved around her and looked at the proof of her release.

"Angel..."

Khushi picked herself slightly.

He looked at the sheets before meeting her eyes. "Housekeeping will definitely have a thought about this."

Khushi's eyes widened as the embarrassment took over her. "Oh no!"

She covered her face, groaning. Arnav chuckled and moved over her, moving her hands away.

"Don't be so shy," he said with his signature smirk on his face.

Khushi groaned once more and tried to cover her face again, but Arnav stopped her.

"My angel can squirt... that's quite interesting."

Khushi blushed harder.

Arnav bent down and kissed her cheeks, chin, forehead, and nose in that order. "My sweet angel."

Khushi bit her lip, looking down. "I didn't know I could do that," she whispered.

"Neither did I, but I knew there was a way of making you do it."

Khushi's eyes shot up to his. "How?"

Arnav winked. "A magician never reveals his secrets."

Khushi gaped at him as Arnav chuckled and kissed her lips.

"Now then, let's see if we can get you to do that again."

Chapter Fifty Five

It's safe to say that the shower they took after all of the, er, activities, was more than just showering. Once they were all cleaned up and in fresh clothes, they took their seats and were served food.

"How much longer till we arrive," Khushi asked as she cut into her steak.

"Not long, maybe a little more than an hour."

"You still haven't told me where we're going."

"I haven't."

Khushi pouted and Arnav chuckled.

"You said we're going somewhere hot, and I'm sure it doesn't take this long to go to the Bahamas."

Arnav didn't say anything and took a bite of his potatoes.

Khushi thought about it for a moment. "Are we going to the middle east?"

"You're warm."

Khushi's eyes widened. "Really? Oh my gosh where?"

"You'll find out soon enough. Now eat angel."

Khushi smirked lightly. "I think I've had enough for one meal, don't you agree?"

Images of Khushi's face covered with his cum during their shower flashed in Arnav's mind and he felt himself harden. "Perhaps," he replied, clearing his throat.

"And haven't you had enough for one meal?"

Images of Khushi's pleasure-filled face clouded Arnav's mind as he remembered having his mouth latched onto her as she came in his mouth.

"Probably."

Khushi smirked to herself. She had reduced the mighty Arnav Singh Raizada to one word sentences. She mentally patted herself on the back and wanted to take it further.

Slipping her feet out of her sandals, Khushi reached one foot out to Arnav's leg.

Arnav's hand paused in the air for a fraction of a second before he resumed eating. "Angel," he warned.

"Yes," Khushi replied as her foot crept higher and higher.

Arnav reached for his wine and took a drink. Khushi found this way too fun and crept her foot higher up when she felt his erection. Arnav paused as he felt her foot trace him over his pants.

Arnav cleared his throat. "Angel-"

"Yes?"

"Don't."

"Why not?"

"Because."

"Because-?"

The stewardesses came forward and Khushi nearly freaked out, but Arnav caught hold of her foot. They took their empty plates away, refilled their wine, and went away. Khushi reddened as they left, mentally scolding herself for forgetting about the other people on board again.

Arnav looked at her with scolding eyes.

"I'm sorry," Khushi cringed. "I don't know why I keep forgetting there are other people."

Arnav sighed and released her foot. Khushi withdrew it and replaced her sandals on.

"Someone is a little too excited. Or rather in too much heat."

Khushi blushed with a shrug. "I don't know," she replied with a small voice.

Arnav sighed. "Come here."

Khushi got up and sat in his lap with a pout.

"I have to admit that was quite interesting and quite entertaining."

Khushi looked up at him.

"That's never happened to me before as well."

This made Khushi smile.

"Looks like this trip will be filled with new experiences."

Khushi smiled and reached for their glasses. "To new experiences," she said as Arnav took his glass.

"To new experiences," and they made a toast to that.

*~*

As Arnav had said, a little more than an hour later, the signs to put on their seat belts lit up.

"We will be descending into DXB shortly," the captain announced.

"DXB? What's that?"

Arnav winked and Khushi felt the excitement build within, even as she left her stomach in the clouds. Khushi looked out the window as they met the runway and traveled along its path. The plane eventually came to a stop and the seat belt signs turned off.

"It has been a pleasure flying with you all, and welcome to Dubai."

Khushi's eyes widened at she squealed. "We're in Dubai?!"

Arnav smiled his full hearted smile, the one he only he had for Khushi, and held her as she attacked him with a full-on bear hug.

"This is going to be so exciting!"

Arnav and Khushi stepped off the plane, right foot first of course for Khushi, and they went to the Audi which was waiting for them, along with a driver.

"Welcome to Dubai Sir, Madam," the driver bowed.

"Thank you," they both replied and were ushered into the car.

Their bags were put in the trunk and they drove off.

"Oh my gosh, I can't believe we're in Dubai," Khushi gushed.

The city twinkled in its lights under the dark evening sky. It felt like a dream to Khushi and she couldn't believe they were actually here. They drove for about half an hour when Khushi saw the tall structure up ahead.

"Oh... my... gosh."

The driver pulled up before the hotel and Arnav and Khushi both got out. Khushi gaped at the hotel, unable to believe what she was looking at.

"But this is the... this is the... this is the... this is the...."

Arnav grinned at the poor girl, sounding like a broken record player that kept repeating itself.

Arnav and Khushi entered the hotel, going to the front desk.

"Welcome to the Atlantis, The Palm," the woman greeted.

Khushi still couldn't believe where they were.

"I made a reservation under the name of Arnav Singh Raizada."

"Spell that for me please."

While Arnav spoke with the front desk, Khushi looked around. Her mind repeatedly chanted "holy shit, holy shit" as she took in her surroundings.

There's is no way I'm here! At the Atlantis? The Palm? Holy fuck!

Khushi felt Arnav wrap his arm around her waist, snapping her out of her thoughts. The bell hop led them to their room, every second passing as they went to it creating more and more excitement for Khushi. The elevator doors opened and Khushi gaped.

"Welcome to the Royal Bridge suite."

Khushi gaped at the room while the workers took their bags inside. It was absolutely beautiful! As they walked down the hallway and entered the living room, Khushi took in the vast, beautiful, and colorful room. She headed to the balcony on her left and gazed out to the horizon.

Khushi squealed with joy and turned to find Arnav behind her. She tackled him once again with a hug. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Arnav chuckled and squeezed her back. "Anything and everything for you angel."

The couple walked back inside and saw the workers rejoining them. Arnav tipped them and they left, leaving the two alone. Khushi followed where the two had come from, entering the dining room.

"Wow, that's one too many chairs for two people."

It only crossed Khushi's mind then that this suite was one of the biggest suites and had two other bedrooms.

Not to mention the price of this place.

"Arnav, wasn't this too expensive-?"

"Hush," he interjected, placing his finger over her lips. "Not another word."

"But-"

"Not another word."

"But-"

Arnav looked at her with warning eyes and Khushi pouted. He pulled her into him and held her, resting his chin on top of her head.

"Don't ever worry about that, okay," he said softly.

Khushi toyed with the a button on his shirt. She knew she wouldn't win this no matter how hard she tried. "Fine."

Arnav kissed her head and took her hand. "Shall we see where we're sleeping?

Khushi nodded and Arnav led the way. They passed the dining room and came to the door of the master bedroom. Arnav opened it up and before Khushi could make another move, Arnav picked her up and carried her in.

"Hey! What the-?"

Arnav walked into the room and placed Khushi on the bed.

Khushi looked at him with confusion and humor. "Why did you do that?"

Arnav hovered over her. "Why not?"

Because that's what newlyweds on their honeymoons do, Khushi wanted to say, but she kept it in.

Khushi moved Arnav aside to get up.

"Where are you going?"

"To check out the rest of the suite of course."

Khushi entered the master bathroom and opened the curtains, allowing the bright sun to come through. She looked at the golden framed mirrors and debated on taking a selfie for Snapchat and Instagram, but decided to do that later. She exited the bathroom and made her way to the living room. She went to the other balcony to see the view from there. Then she went to see the other two bedrooms. One room contained two beds, which instantly transported Khushi's mind to two children.

Oh my! Two kids? Me? Us? That's-! That's ridiculous! Why the hell am I thinking that for? First pregnant and waddling, now this! Control yourself girl!

Khushi checked out the massage room before going into the other spare bedroom. She kept in mind of getting one, or maybe her and Arnav getting naughty in it.

I must really be in heat, Khushi shook her head.

Khushi entered the other bedroom and instantly fell in love. The bed sat in the middle of the room, taking up most of it. In an adjacent room was the entertainment room, with a comfortable sofa and TV. It connected to a balcony with a spectacular view, which connected to the office on the other side. Khushi knew this room would come in very handy for Arnav. She then went into the bathroom, loving all of it.

Khushi went back into the bedroom and found Arnav standing by the window, looking at the bed.

"I like this room better," he said, his eyes still on the four-poster bed.

"Me too."

He looked up at her. "Shall I bring our bags in here?"

Khushi nodded and she followed after Arnav to get their bags. Once everything was brought in, they unpacked their things, putting them away. It took some time to get that done and when they finally did, they laid down on the bed.

"This room is just perfect," Khushi said. "There was no need to get such a big suite for just two people."

Arnav shrugged.

"You shouldn't spend too much money you know."

"My accountants want me to. So I am."

"I'm sure they meant for business."

Arnav shrugged. "That too."

Khushi chuckled and nuzzled into him. "I love that we're in our own little world here. Or rather, somewhat big world."

"Hmm, I like that too." Arnav turned to her, holding her waist. "I like having you all to myself."

Khushi rolled her eyes. "You always do."

Arnav frowned. "Not true. At home, there's distractions."

Khushi cocked an eyebrow. "Distractions?"

"It's either something with Etta or Nigel, one of the other staff members maybe, or with Lavanya on the phone," Arnav frowned.

Khushi laughed. "I spend more time with you than with anyone else. And what, I'm not allowed to talk to other people," she playfully teased.

"You can, just not for too long."

Khushi laughed again. "If you stop spending that much time with your laptop? Sure."

Arnav frowned. "Work is work."

"Socializing is socializing," she countered, trying to stop her grin..

Arnav frowned then moved his body over Khushi's, entrapping her within his arms.

"I want you all to myself this week. That means no connection to the outside world."

"But-"

"None."

Khushi frowned. "But I don't have an international plan," she pointed out.

Arnav smirked. "Good."

He pulled her phone out from her back pocket and put it in the top drawer of the bedside table.

"No distractions," he grinned, and he nuzzled her neck.

Khushi giggled as he continued, going into a fit of laughter as Arnav began to tickle her.

"Arnav! Arnav stop!"

Arnav was having too much fun tickling her.

"Arnav no! No more," she laughed.

But Arnav continued to tickle her and Khushi's head thrashed from side to side.

"Oh please, no more, I give in, I give in!"

Arnav stopped and both huffed as they caught their breath. They gazed at each other as they caught their breaths. Khushi's eyes wandered to Arnav's lips then back to him. She bit her lip, feeling her body coming to life.

Arnav smirked. "My angel is in heat."

Khushi's eyes widened in horror and embarrassment, and she crimsoned. She was absolutely embarrassed and turned away, hiding her face.

"Oh angel, look at me."

But Khushi refused to, covering her face.

"Khushi, look at me."

Khushi shook her head. "Nuh uh."

"Khushi," he warned.

But Khushi didn't move.

Arnav chuckled and laid down beside her, facing her. Khushi stayed still while Arnav remained silent. Soon Khushi peeked out from behind her hands, and finally moved them away.

"I'm such a horn dog," Khushi muttered in embarrassment.

Arnav smiled. "Hardly."

Khushi pouted with a frown, looking down. "I must be getting closer to that time of the month."

"Possibly."

But Arnav knew for sure that it was because of that. He had noticed that about two weeks before Khushi would get her monthly gift, she would get very sexual, not that he ever complained.

Arnav ran his fingertips over her back. He felt Khushi shiver at his touch and smiled inwardly. This woman that he loved oh so much always had a wonderful reaction to his touch. She was so much more to him than he could have ever asked for. He loved her and she loved him. She made him very happy, a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time. And he intended to keep it that way.

"Get some sleep, you must be tired," he said.

"Not too tired."

Arnav could see the lust in her eyes and as much as he'd love to take her right there and make hours of endless love, he decided for her better and instead had her go to sleep after the long journey they had. They would be here for a week, giving them more than enough time to indulge in each other ;)

Chapter Fifty Four

Khushi woke up to see Arnav beside her, working on his laptop.

"If this is supposed to be a vacation, you're doing it wrong," Khushi teased.

Arnav grinned and kissed her. "Well I can't just drop it."

"Why not," Khushi pouted.

Arnav chuckled and kissed her once more. "Because it just won't do. Now come on, up you get."

Khushi groaned and stretched, then got up. At first she thought of covering herself, but then decided not to and went to the ensuite bathroom, feeling Arnav's eyes on her. It made her giddy with joy that he was so in love and so obsessed with her, and she couldn't wish for it in any other way!

Khushi washed up, lavishing the big bathroom, in comparison to those tiny cubicles on a regular airplane. It was totally a big deal, especially since there were marble counters.

I don't know how I'll ever go back to regular commercial flights now.

Khushi heard voices from the other side of the door, and then the door shutting. Just to be safe, she wore the silk robe that hung on the back of door and rejoined Arnav. On the table was some food on a platter, however it was the strawberries and melted chocolate that caught her eyes.

"See something you like," Arnav teased.

Khushi stuck her tongue out at him. "You know I'm a foodie."

Arnav chuckled. "How mature of you."

Khushi ignored his tease and went to pick up a strawberry. However Arnav interjected and Khushi gaped at him.

"Ah! Don't come in between a woman and food. Food always wins," she pointed out.

"Oh really? And what if it's food mixed with something... naughty."

A delicious shiver ran up her spine. "N-naughty? Like what?"

Arnav smirked that signature sexy smirk of his and Khushi bit her lip. Arnav walked around, his hand trailing on her waist. Khushi sighed and relaxed, letting him do whatever he was about to do to her. Arnav pulled on the sash of her robe and it opened immediately. He slowly removed the silk off of her body and let it pool at the floor. At this point Khushi was panting, waiting for whatever it was to come next.

Arnav reached beside her to pick up a strawberry. He dipped it into the chocolate and carefully got rid of the excess and brought it to Khushi's lips.

"Bite," he whispered in her ear.

Khushi shivered and did as he said. He brought it to his lips next and took a bite, then picked up another. He dipped it into the chocolate once more, ridding it of the excess. Instead of giving it to Khushi to eat, he pulled Khushi's hair aside and traced the strawberry over her shoulder, smearing it with chocolate. Khushi gasped then moaned when she felt his tongue on her. He continued to trace the strawberry to her neck then brought it to her lips.

"Bite."

Khushi held his hand in hers and took a bite of the strawberry while Arnav continued to tease her shoulder and neck. Khushi finished the strawberry and Arnav nuzzled her beneath her ear.

"You're so sweet," he whispered. "Even without the chocolate," and he nipped her earlobe.

Khushi moaned and gripped his hand tighter.

"Your taste... your smell... you're intoxicating."

Khushi stifled her moan as she felt her cheeks heat with embarrassment. She had never been praised like this before, not this intimately for sure.

Arnav moved his free hand lower, moving it to where her thighs met. His fingers parted through her folds causing Khushi to gasp.

"So wet, so ready," he praised.

Khushi trembled.

He brought his wet fingers to her lips. "Suck."

Khushi took hold of the other hand and sucked on the offered finger, moaning as she did. She felt Arnav bulging behind her, ready to come out, and she couldn't wait for him to be within her again.

"Good girl."

Arnav released his hand and turned her around. He slowly pushed her back onto the bed and had her lay down. Khushi watched as Arnav brought the small tray that held the strawberries and chocolate.

"Careful now," he admonished as he placed the tray on the bed.

Khushi nodded, though she didn't think that her movement would be a problem since the bed was so big.

Arnav picked up a strawberry and dipped it into the chocolate once more. He brought it over Khushi and instead of getting rid of the excess on the tray, he let fall onto Khushi. Khushi gasped as the droplets of chocolate fell onto her stomach and chest. Arnav brought the strawberry to her breast and traced it around her nipple, earning a delicious moan from her. He did the same with the other then brought it to her cleavage, drawing a straight line down to her navel and further to her womanhood.

Liking his handiwork, Arnav put the strawberry back and looked at his outline. "Hmm... should I start from the top or the bottom?"

Khushi's chest heaved with anticipation. She didn't care which side he started from so long as she had him.

Arnav eyed her heaving breasts. "Top it is."

He pulled off his t-shirt and removed his jeans, tossing them aside. He moved his body over Khushi's and watched Khushi for as moment as she looked at him with desperate eyes. Pleased, he wrapped his lips around her nipple and Khushi moaned loudly before she clamped her mouth shut with her hand, remembering there were other people on board as well.

Arnav removed her hand. "Sound proof walls."

Khushi's eyes widened. "Really?"

Arnav's eyes twinkled and he winked, going back to her breast. Khushi moaned, this time not caring how loud or quiet she was. She ravished in the attention and pleasure she received from Arnav as he sucked, toyed, and teethed her nipples. As Arnav slowly moved down along the trail of chocolate, Khushi panted, her chest heaving as he moved lower and lower. His tongue dipped in her navel, licking the chocolate off of her, then traced lower. Khushi pulled herself up and watched as he went lower and lower until he reached that sweet spot.

Only, to Khushi's dismay, he stopped. She groaned in frustration and felt him chuckled against her.

He looked up at her. "Impatient are we?"

Khushi bit her lip. The way he was looking at her... absolutely heady.

Arnav kissed her right above that sweet spot and Khushi moaned. He dipped his nose between her legs and smelled her, Khushi gasping as her cheeks inflamed once more.

"You smell so lovely."

The blush on Khushi's face reddened.

He spread her legs apart and looked at its glistening folds. "So wet."

Khushi's chest heaved as the embarrassment continued to over take her as the man she loved analyzed her. Though he had seen her so many times before, this was more intimate than anything they had ever done before.

Arnav reached out and picked up a strawberry. Instead of dipping it in the chocolate, he left it plain. He held it out for Khushi to see and Khushi looked at it curiously. Before the question could cross her mind, Arnav dipped the strawberry between her folds and Khushi tried to clench her legs shut. But Arnav sat in between, so she couldn't. He brought the strawberry back up, which was now glistening. Khushi watched as Arnav bit into the strawberry. It was intimate,  much too intimate, so Khushi turned away, shutting her eyes. She couldn't believe what she had just seen him do.

Arnav chuckled softly and dipped the bitten strawberry onto her again. Khushi stifled her moan and Arnav watched as he bit into the strawberry once more, finishing it. He pushed the tray aside a bit more, just to be safe, and reached into the side table to pull out a condom. Khushi watched his hand as he pulled it out the condom from the drawer then met his eyes. The two looked at each other as Arnav removed the condom and rolled it on. He moved his body over hers and placed himself at her entrance. His eyes remained on her, his eyes searching for her permission. Khushi reached between them and guided him into her, both gasping when they did.

"Make love to me," Khushi whispered. "Please."

Arnav kissed her and slowly began to thrust into her. It remained this way, with sweet kisses exchanged, soft moans and grunts in the air. Hands drifted across their bodies, going over every sinew and admiring the other. Smiles spread across their lips as their love bloomed with each second and each thrust. Their speed gradually rose as their want for the other increased. They established a sweet rhythm and increased the tempo, making it fast.

"Arnav," Khushi gasped, "come on me."

"Are you sure?"

Khushi nodded.

They met each other faster, desperate for their release and Khushi found hers, her body arching up as she did. As she tightened around Arnav, he thrust into her harder and faster, then pulled out, removed the condom, and came on her stomach with a grunt. Arnav movies his hand along his member, getting every last drop out of him. He clasped beside, breathing heavily.

Khushi looked at the tray, still in good condition as she had expected. She reached out to get a hold of it and pulled it closer.  As she picked up a strawberry, Arnav noticed and looked at her curiously. He watched as she dipped the strawberry on stomach, covered in his cum, and took a bite.

Khushi's eyes met his and she winked.

Arnav chuckled and kissed her forehead. "My angel. All mine," he said proudly and adoringly.

Chapter Fifty Three

Khushi's body bloomed with life as her back arched and she tossed her head back in ecstasy for who knows how many times that night. Her body collapsed and she landed on Arnav's chest, who was also breathing heavily due to his release. Both laid quietly as the sun began to rise and light up the room. Arnav began to run his fingers through Khushi's hair and she nuzzled his chest, enjoying his embrace.

Arnav chuckled lightly. "Should I call you my kitten now?"

A small smile spread on Khushi's lips. "I like it." She turned her head up to look at him. "But not as much as when you call me your angel."

Arnav smiled and cupped her cheeks to pull her in for a kiss. He then looked at her with concern. "Are you okay?"

The smile on Khushi's lips went away. "I'm fine."

"Are you?"

"Yes."

"Then why won't you look at me when you say it."

Khushi looked up at him with nothing to say.

Arnav tucked away her hair behind her ear. "What's wrong angel?"

Khushi shook her head and laid her head back down on his chest. She gripped his sides, that little tinge of fear still within her. Arnav could feel it through her, as if it were a physical thing. So he decided not to question further and let her relax as he ran his hand over her back, moving it slowly up and down along it until they both fell asleep.

*~*

Khushi woke up with a start and realized that she was alone the room. Panic once again began to seep in, when she saw the little note on top of the nightstand.

Went to work, didn't want to wake you up. I love you.

Khushi sighed with relief and realized then that she had been clutching onto Arnav's pillow tightly. The realization of her fear only became clearer by her actions. Khushi whipped around to her nightstand and picked up her phone. She went through her call log, seeing the phone number that had caused this mess in the first place. It only appeared once, which meant the person had only called once. That relieved Khushi somewhat, however when the question rose to when the person would call again, fear overtook it.

Not wanting to go back to that dreaded feeling, Khushi got up and went to wash up. As much as she tried to forget it, her mind was still clouded by it all. Khushi moved to brush her teeth when she saw a small post-it on the mirror with a smiley face drawn on it. It made Khushi smile when she realized it had been Arnav that had put it up.

He knows me so well.

Khushi continued on with her daily routine and went down for breakfast. Once that was complete, she went into the study and turned on the iMac. She went through her emails and saw the various companies she had applied to, requesting her to schedule an interview. Some of them wanted to see her this week, some next week, and some after.

Khushi leaned back in the chair with a sigh. Her mind kept wandering off to the day before and all of the get away talk. All these days she had been so insistent on not going and needing to get a job. Yet now when the opportunity was right in front of her, she couldn't get herself to do it.

What's wrong with me, she sighed.

*~*

Arnav walked through the door with a bag in hand. He was sure that his treat would make Khushi really happy.

"Khushi," he called out.

Khushi came walking into the kitchen and her eyes landed on the bag immediately. "Paris Baguette," she squealed.

She went running over to him and took the bag right out of Arnav's hand, giving him a kiss on the cheek. She removed the box from the bag and opened it up, revealing the cappuccino buttercream cake.

"Eep! Thank you so much," Khushi beamed as she went to get a knife, fork, and plate.

"You're welcome," Arnav smiled as Khushi began to slice herself a piece.

The instant the piece of cake met her mouth, she had entered heaven. She moaned in delight as she shut her eyes, savoring it.

"Ugh, I'm in love," she moaned.

"I thought you already were," Arnav teased as he sat beside her.

"I'm in love again!"

She took another bite and moaned once more, causing Arnav to chuckle, not to mention give him a few ideas. Khushi held out a fork full of cake to Arnav and he looked at it with an eyebrow arched.

"Are you sure you can depart from even a bite," he teased.

Khushi frowned and moved the fork closer to his lips, causing Arnav to chuckle and take the bite.

Khushi looked down at her slice. "I'm know why you did this... thank you," she said softly.

Arnav tilted her chin up to him and kissed her, licking the bit of buttercream off of her face, making Khushi giggle.

"Since you've brought me a gift... I should give you one as well."

By the look on her face, Arnav could tell that she had one in mind. "Like what?"

Khushi stood up and held out her hand. Arnav looked at it, then her, and took it. Khushi led him up to the bedroom, Arnav having a feeling where this was all going, when he saw the suitcase and duffle bag on the floor.

"It's not much, since I don't exactly know where we're going..."

Arnav turned to Khushi.

"...but I'm assuming this is enough."

Arnav looked at the luggage in shock.

"And I've got my passport," Khushi said, picking it up from the nightstand.

Arnav looked at it and then at her. None of it made sense to him. The day before, she had been insistent on not going, expressing that loud and clearly, yet here she was, all packed and ready to go.

"So are you going to tell me where we're going?"

Arnav walked over to her and pulled her into him. He hugged her tightly, but not too tightly, burying his face in her neck. He knew last night definitely had something to do with her sudden change of mind.

"What about the interviews," he muttered.

"I'll just do more applications when we come back or reschedule."

The urge she once had in getting a job was gone, that Arnav could tell for sure, which only made him more curious.

"Are you sure? You don't have to-"

"I want to," she said quickly, tightening her grip on him.

His suspicions were only confirmed by her action and truth be told, he was selfish and happy to have her all to himself.

"What time do we leave?"

Arnav pulled back and held her hands. "When would you like to? The jet is prepared."

"Oh... well then is it possible to leave tonight?"

Arnav's eyebrows shot up. "Are you sure?"

Khushi nodded. "Mm hmm."

"Oh... well in that case... sure." He was truly in shock.

Khushi smiled softly. "Thank you."

Arnav kissed her softly then placed a kiss on her forehead. "You never have to thank me."

Arnav went off to call up his people to get the flight and plans ready. Meanwhile Khushi went into the dressing room to help Arnav start packing. Arnav soon joined her and the two continued to pack, Arnav adding a few more of Khushi's things into her bags. Soon they were all packed and all precious belongings were put away in safes.

By one o'clock, their car was ready and the two were driven to JFK airport. Going through a special entrance, Khushi was shocked when she didn't have to go through all of the annoying airport security, though very happy cause she hated that stuff. Nigel stopped the car by the jet and Khushi gazed at it.

"I've never flown in one of these before," Khushi whispered.

Arnav kissed the top of her head and held her. "There's a first for everything. Shall we?"

Khushi nodded and followed behind Arnav. With her right foot in first, because silly superstitions didn't seem so silly to her right now, she entered the jet. Khushi was in awe of the cleanliness of the jet, admiring the cream leather seats and the fine polished mahogany.

The two sat down and the stewardesses introduced themselves, as well as the captain and co-captain.  Everything was handled and cared for, and take off was a go. Khushi squealed with excitement as the plane began to take speed and felt her stomach drop when the plane rose into the air. She watched the city below her disappear as they went into the clouds.

The signs indicating to wear their seat belts turned off, indicating that they could move about.

"Come," Arnav said as he stood up. "Let me show you around."

Khushi got up and followed behind Arnav as he led her to the back to the cabin. Khushi was surprised to see a bed, though not so much at the same time since she had a feeling there would be one.

"So we sleep here then... that's so much more comfortable than sleeping in a chair," Khushi said, remembering her last experience on a plane.

"And no wailing children or seat kicking."

"Ugh, you had me at no wailing."

Arnav chuckled and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I'm really glad you're here."

Khushi turned in his hold and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I want to be with you anywhere you go."

Arnav smiled and kissed her, the kiss slowly heating up and taking a turn in direction.

Khushi pulled back and pursed her lips. "Am I about to enter the mile high club."

Arnav smirked and kissed her once more. "We are."

Arnav sealed her lips with his once more, taking her down onto the bed. It filled Khushi with joy and pride that Arnav had never done this before, not with any of the other girls. It gave her the sense of ownership and she needed it to be known.

"You're mine," she whispered in between kisses.

"And you're mine."

Khushi moaned into their kiss and tugged on Arnav's shirt. He sat up to remove it and Khushi followed, removing hers as well. Their lips collided once more and Khushi worked on Arnav's belt and jeans as she moved onto her knees. Arnav worked on her jeans as well and both removed the other of their clothes until they were fully naked.

Khushi caught his lips in hers once more then slowly descended. She moved along his neck, going down his chest and teased his nipples, then moved lower and lower until she reached his manhood. She took it in her hand, getting a gasp out of Arnav's lips. She took his lips once more as she lazily ran her hands along his length.

"Mine," Khushi whispered.

"Only yours angel."

She kissed him once more before taking him into her mouth, which earned her a groan. She ran her tongue on the tip then took him into her mouth slowly, withdrawing slowly as well. She continued to do so, causing Arnav to breath heavily as she took him into her warm mouth.  He took hold of her hair into a make-shift ponytail and guided her. Slowly her speed began to increase, her hands joining in on the task. Arnav grunted and groaned, loving the sight of her bobbing head and the pleasure she gave him. 

Khushi looked up at him through her lashes and Arnav moaned at the erotic sight. He felt himself build and knew he was close to his release, but he needed this to stop.

Tugging on her hair, Arnav tried to pull her back up, earning him a little graze of her teeth, causing him to buckle. He brought Khushi's lips to his and kissed her fiercely as her hands continued to work on him. Arnav reached to the bedside table and pulled the drawer open to get a condom - yes he was very well prepared. He pushed Khushi back, causing her to loosen her hold on him, and moved over her. Ripping the foil packet open with his teeth, he rolled on the condom and entered Khushi in one swift move, both groaning out in pleasure.

Arnav's knuckles whitened by how tightly he was clenching the sheets. "Fuck you're so tight angel, fuck, fuck!"

Khushi's insides involuntarily clenched him, and Arnav groaned once more. He looked at her with a heating gaze, causing Khushi to gasp and involuntarily clench him again, earning her a growl from his throat. It became clear that this could be done fast, both ready to lose control. Arnav moved his hands up beside Khushi's head and he eased into her slowly, deliciously. Khushi moaned and clenched onto him, causing Arnav to slightly lose his balance. He gripped onto the pillow tightly and slowly withdrew from her. Khushi whimpered and gripped his waist.

"Faster," she cried.

"No angel, I need this slow," and he slowly buried himself within her.

Khushi cried out. "Please," she begged as he slowly pulled back.

"No," and he repeated it again.

Khushi whimpered and begged, needing him and wanting him badly and fast. She met his hips with hers, hoping that it would urge him to move faster, but Arnav gripped her waist and held her down.

"Baby please," she cried.

"Slow," he grunted.

Khushi groaned, tossing her head back. As delicious as this was, she wanted to be fucked into the next millennia! She gripped his ass tightly, her nails digging into his flesh. It made Arnav lose his balance and he thrust in faster than he had intended, giving Khushi exactly what she wanted.

Arnav pulled back and looked down at Khushi. "Angel-"

Before he could get his full sentence out, Khushi turned them over and straddled his waist, holding his hands in hers. She began to ride him slowly and Arnav groaned.

"Don't like it when the shoe is on the other foot huh," she teased.

Arnav could only groan in response. Khushi loved torturing him like this, but she had her needs. She raised herself up slowly, as payback for what he did, then dropped down rapidly, earning a cry from both of their lips. Khushi repeated it again, withdrawing slowly, then dropping down fast again with a grunt. She did it once more and could no longer control it, and began to ride him fast.

"Fuck," Arnav groaned.

He slowly moved up into a sitting position and held Khushi as she rode him. His hips tilted up to meet hers and the two soon created a pattern. As both felt their peaks nearing, they gripped the others hair and rested their foreheads atop of the others, tugging on the air between them. It was only a matter of seconds until both exploded with a cry and gripped the other tightly at their release. Arnav kissed Khushi's chest and laid his head on it as the two came down from their high. He took her down down with him as he collapsed onto the bed and Khushi buried her face in his neck.

The two stayed that way for a while, before Arnav pulled out and discarded the used condom. He then rejoined Khushi and cuddled next to her, pulling her into his body as he wrapped his arm around her waist.

"Where are we going?" Khushi asked as sleep slowly overtook her.

"You'll find out soon enough. It's a long flight, so you'll find out after we wake up."

"Can't you tell me now?"

Arnav smiled into her hair. "Then it wouldn't be a surprise." He kissed her hair. "Sleep sweet angel of mine. You'll find out soon enough," and she did just that.

Chapter Fifty Two

Arnav came walking through door, loosening his tie as he spoke on the phone.

"A deal is a deal Mr. Mathews, I'd expect you of all people to understand that."

Arnav entered the kitchen and saw Khushi and Shyam sitting around the island in the stools.

"I don't care for your excuses; either you're in or you're out," and Arnav hung up on the man.

"Hey," Khushi smiled softly.

"Hey...."

Arnav stepped around to Khushi and wrapped his arm around her waist. Shyam's eyes fell to that, watching the man hold his baby sister protectively, even as he laid a kiss atop of her head.

"You remember Shyam, my brother."

Shyam stood up and held his hand out. "Hi."

"Hi," Arnav responded curtly.

The men shook hands and Khushi could feel the tension.

"Will you two cut it out," she frowned. "Keep your male egos down."

The two men looked at Khushi as they released their hands.

"Oh yeah, I can feel it."

Shyam rolled his eyes. "You're my sister, you should be used to this."

"Yeah well I kind of didn't have to worry about that for the past few years," Khushi muttered.

No one said anything for a moment until Shyam broke the silence with a sigh.

"Well I should get going."

"Already," Khushi pouted slightly.

"Stay for dinner," Arnav said.

"No, that's alright. I've actually got to take care of something."

As Khushi stood up, she eyed her brother carefully. "What kind of something?"

Shyam tried to frown, but the smile was evident. "Mind your own business baby sis, or do I still need to speak in IM with you?"

Khushi frowned. "Shut up," and Shyam chuckled.

"I'll talk to you later. Arnav," he nodded.

"Shyam," he responded.

Khushi followed Shyam out and when they called the elevator, Shyam turned to her.

"Khushi-"

"I know, I know."

Shyam frowned. "But will you?"

Khushi looked down at her hands. "I'll try." Because I have to.

"I hope you do."

The elevator arrived and Shyam stepped in. "Text me."

"I will," Khushi promised.

The elevator doors closed and took Shyam away. Khushi turned back to the doors and took a deep breath. After the emotional roller coaster ride she was on earlier in the day, she was afraid what the evening would bring.

I have to tell him, I really do, but how? How do I tell him who I once was? What I did and how I....?

With another deep breath, Khushi entered the penthouse, making the worry go off of her face. She rejoined Arnav in the kitchen and headed to the fridge.

"Hungry?"

"Yeah. What was Shyam doing here?"

Khushi pulled out what she needed to make Arnav a sandwich. "I invited him."

Arnav was shocked. "You did?"

"Yeah. Arnav I told you, my brother's... well my brother. He never did me any wrong."

Arnav nodded in understanding. "But your parents did."

Khushi nodded even though it wasn't a question. She finished preparing a turkey sandwich for Arnav and placed it in front of him.

"Aren't you hungry," he asked.

"Not really."

"Uh huh...."

Khushi helped Arnav remove his suit jacket and she sat down beside Arnav as he sat down. Arnav bit into his sandwich and watched Khushi. She was off in her own mind, toying with one of the buttons on his suit. He was about to ask her if something had happened when his phone pinged. Taking his phone out of his pocket, he saw that it was Rose Anne.

The ping brought Khushi back to reality. "What is it?"

"The renovations will be as scheduled. So we should leave-"

"Arnav-"

"The day after tomorrow-"

"Arnav-"

"So pack your bags-"

"Arnav-"

"Preferably for warm weather."

"Arnav-"

"I'll call my secretary and have him prepare the jet."

"But-"

"You've got your passport right?"

Khushi frowned. "I'm not going."

This time Arnav scowled.

"Arnav, we've been over this. Look, I've got places to apply to and emails to get back to so I can schedule an interview. So-"

"Forget about that. You're going away with me-"

"Arnav I can't just do that."

"Actually, you can."

"Arnav, for the love of-! I'm not going, and I mean it. I've got to work if I wanna feed myself-"

"That's nonsense!"

"How is that nonsense?"

"Because I take care of you. I help you, I provide for you, you don't need to work ever again!"

"And you've done enough! Now it's time for me to take care of myself. I've been doing it for years Arnav, I can take care of myself. Besides, who am I to get that kind of luxury?"

Arnav just looked at her. One moment he was sitting down, the next he was up on his feet, hauling Khushi over his shoulder with a spank.

"What the f-?"

Arnav began to walk out of the kitchen and went into the private elevator.

"Put me down," Khushi wiggled.

Arnav didn't release her and walked out of the elevator and into the bedroom. He dropped her onto the bed and straddled her, holding her hands in his.

"Arnav-"

"When I let you go, you will pack your bags and get ready of anything you need for when we're gone."

"But-"

"If you do not do it yourself, I will tie you up and get you on that jet, and buy you a whole new wardrobe."

"That's insane!"

"So pack your bags," he smiled and pulled back, releasing her.

Khushi just looked at him as he went around to put his phone on charge. She sat up and scowled at him, but Arnav ignored her and pulled his MacBook from its sleeve, and sat on the bed to do some work. Khushi continued to scowl at him, but he continued to ignore her.

"I don't see you packing," he finally said.

"I won't."

"Angel...."

Khushi gaped at him. "Don't you angel me!"

With a huff, Khushi got up and stomped out of the room.

"You better be going into the closet from the other side," she heard Arnav say.

Khushi muttered and grumbled, and headed for the stairs instead. However just as she reached them, she was whipped around and was once again hauled over Arnav's shoulder.

Khushi groaned loudly and gripped his waist. "You're so annoying!"

Arnav responded with a spank.

"Hey!"

"The only one being annoying is you. Can't you just do as you're being told?"

"No," she replied stubbornly.

Arnav entered the dressing room from the other side and placed Khushi down. "Start packing."

"Arnav-"

"Khushi for the love of-!" Arnav turned away and took a deep breath. "Angel, you will start packing, right now, or so help me, I really will tie you up and take you away right now."

Khushi gaped at him. "You wouldn't."

Arnav simply looked at her, his expression challenging her. Of course Khushi knew that he would and his look reminded her of that.

Khushi's shoulders slumped. "But I don't want to," she replied with a small voice, looking down.

Arnav sighed heavily. "Fine," and he walked out.

"Arnav-"

Arnav walked out of the room and went back into the bedroom. He picked up his MacBook and phone, then walked out.

Khushi followed behind. "Arnav-"

But Arnav continued to walk away and went down the stairs. At first, Khushi just watched him descend down the stairs, then felt a little pang in her chest, which then began to bloom with fear.

"Arnav!"

Khushi began to go down the stairs as well, following after him. However Arnav was farther ahead at the speed he was walking in. As Khushi followed him through the penthouse, she reached the foyer, missing Arnav slightly as he disappeared into the elevator.

For a moment Khushi stood still, her eyes wide and the fear visible in them. She stood there silently and just stared at the elevator doors. She didn't know how long she stood there - seconds, minutes. Time no longer mattered to her.

Etta came walking by with a duster in her hand, when she saw Khushi standing with the door ajar. "Khushi?"

Khushi didn't respond, so she went over to her and placed her hand on Khushi's shoulder. Khushi flinched back to reality and looked at her. Not saying a word, the poor girl walked away and went back upstairs into his bedroom. She sat on the bed, her legs huddled to her body as she rested her chin on it.

Why am I feeling such fear? I know he's only angry because I won't go away with him but why am I so scared?

You know why, a dark and eerie voice replied. He's going to leave you just like that when he finds out what you did to-

Khushi covered her ears to mute out the voice. It stopped and when she thought it was done, it began to chuckle.

Do you think that by blocking out my voice, you can avoid the inevitable?  He calls you his angel, pulling him away from the darkness he was once engulfed by. Little does he know that you are engulfed by darkness as well.

Please stop-!

No Khushi, I won't. How long will you deny to yourself that you are, as a matter of fact, no angel. That you live a lie. That the person you try to be isn't who you really are, but a m-

Don't! Just don't....

The eerie voice began to chuckle again, turning into a sinister laugh. Khushi covered her ears once more but the laughing didn't stop. It continued on, drowning Khushi in it.

*~*

"Khushi..."

Khushi's eyes shot open and she found herself in the middle of nowhere, or so she thought in the beginning.

"Khushi..."

Khushi whipped around, looking across the vast field.

"Khushi..."

What am I doing here, Khushi wondered, taking in the familiar place.

"Khushi..."

That voice... oh my gosh!

"Khushi..."

Khushi began to run, aimlessly. Her mind told her to run and her body simply responded, expelling her thoughts. Soon the environment around her changed, taking her into a hallway filled with lockers.

What the-? What am I-?

The sound of laughter echoed and Khushi turned to the source of it.

Oh no.

Khushi began to run away, wanting to get as far away from the scene as quick as possible. She ran as fast as she could, when the scene changed once more, causing her to stop. It was dark of night and she was in the middle of the road.

Khushi felt her body go cold. No, no, oh please, no, get me out of here!

"Khushi..."

Khushi whipped around to the voice and turned around, but there was no one else there.

"Khushi..."

"Who's there," she cried. "Why won't you show yourself?! Who's there," she screamed as tears poured down her cheeks.

"Khushi..."

"Show yourself! Show yourself!!!"

"Khushi..."

Khushi covered her ears, but the voice continued to call out her name, echoing even as she sobbed and screamed, begging for it to stop as she dropped to her knees.

"Stop," she screamed, as her body began to curl up.

"Khushi?"

Khushi looked up. This voice was different.

"Khushi."

Khushi looked up and saw Arnav. Relief began to flood in and she let go of her ears. Arnav simply looked at her as she slowly stood up.

"Arnav," she whispered, a small smile coming to her lips from the relief she felt.

However it was only there for a short moment because Arnav began to walk away.

"Arnav?"

Khushi tried to walk towards him, but her feet wouldn't move. She looked down at her feet and tried to lift them up, but she couldn't. It was as if her legs were made of lead and she couldn't lift it.

"Arnav!"

Khushi tugged at her feet to try to free herself, but she couldn't. 

"Arnav! Arnav please- Arnav!"

Arnav didn't turn back and continued to walk away, his figure growing smaller and smaller.

"Arnav! Come back! Come back! Arnav-"

"Khushi!"

Khushi's eyes shot open, returning her to reality. It was dark, the twinkling city lights peeking through the windows. Her body was covered with sweat and something heavy. At first she couldn't tell what, until it's warmth and familiarity synced through.

"Khushi-?"

Khushi turned in Arnav's hold and buried her face in Arnav's chest as her feelings overwhelmed her and she began to sob.

"Hush, I'm here angel, I'm here," Arnav soothed. "I'm right here, I'm right here."

Khushi continued to cry, gripping onto Arnav's t-shirt.

"Khushi, I'm right here. It's okay, I'm right here, I'm right next to you."

Khushi's body shook, still overwhelmed by her nightmare.

Arnav kissed the top of her head and held her to him. "I'm right here Khushi, I'm not going anywhere. Not now, not ever."

His words comforted Khushi and she slightly pulled back so that she could see his face. Arnav wiped away her tears with his thumb and kissed her forehead.

"I'm right here angel."

"Why did you leave me," Khushi whispered.

"I didn't mean to walk out on you like that, I just... I was worried about losing my cool and... and hurting you like last time," he replied, looking down.

Khushi clasped his cheek in her hand and pulled him to her, kissing him desperately. "Don't you ever leave me like that again. If you do, you'll break me-"

"Hush, angel, I won't."

"Promise me-"

"I promise."

They sealed it with a kiss, turning it into more as Khushi pulled his body over hers. She needed him now more than ever and she needed to be loved. She needed to forget that horrible dream, or rather nightmare. She wanted to forget it ever happened in the first place and wanted to lose herself to Arnav. She wanted the remnants of the nightmare out of her mind and to fill it with Arnav only. She wanted to forget the past, focus on the present, and have a future with the one man she would ever love.

Chapter Fifty One

Khushi woke up with a stretch and looked down at the beautiful yet broken man beside her. Arnav was still asleep and a small smile played on his lips. It only made Khushi smile, and with a kiss on his forehead, Khushi got up and got ready for her do-nothing day.

Truth be told, Khushi felt very free today. With school now complete, she claimed today as the first day of freedom and the start of her life. No longer having to worry about grades and waking up early for classes - it was just sweet relief!

Khushi decided to not change out of Arnav's T-shirt and boxers, and headed down to the kitchen. She found Etta there, and once she turned up the radio, she twirled Etta around.

"Well someone is very happy," Etta pointed out with a grin.

"It's the affect of freedom. No more school, no more hell! Yes!"

Etta chuckled as Khushi let go of her and prepared her coffee.

While Etta finished up with breakfast, Khushi went out to the patio and gazed at the city. The sun shined brightly, reflecting off the windows of the other buildings.

It really is the start of my life. This is it. No more school, now it's time to enter the real world... not to mention pay off loans, but forget about that! Life begins right here, right now- er, tomorrow. Today's a day to catch a breather and tomorrow, the job hunting will begin. Its a good thing I got in contact and applied at some places, so I'll have to-

"There's my angel," Arnav said as he wrapped his arms around Khushi's waist.

Khushi smiled as Arnav nuzzled her below her ear.

"Did you sleep well," Khushi asked.

"I did. Did you?"

"Of course, especially with the lack of worry on waking up in time for class."

Arnav chuckled and kissed her cheek. "Come on, let me feed you."

Khushi nodded and followed Arnav inside. As the two sat down, Etta placed crepes on the table and Khushi nearly squealed from excitement. Both dug right in, Khushi going crazy with the whipped cream.

Once breakfast was over, Khushi went to the media room and turned on the flat screen. Arnav joined her sometime later, dressed up for work.

"Ugh, no," Khushi grimaced.

"Classes may be over, but business never is baby," and he bent slightly to give her a kiss.

Khushi pulled back first. "Do you have to," she pouted, toying with his tie.

"I do," he sighed with a pout.

"You know you're adorable when you pout," Khushi flirted.

Arnav cocked his eyebrow. "Is that so?"

Khushi bit her lip as she grinned. "Yes."

"Well, in that case..."

Khushi's eyes widened with delight.

"...you can tell me how cute it is after I come home from work."

Khushi sagged into her seat. "Wah."

Arnav chuckled and kissed the top of her head. "I love you angel."

Khushi swooned. "I love you too," she nearly whispered.

With a smile, Arnav left to work, leaving Khushi to her do-nothing day. All was well, Khushi catching up with her favorite shows, surrounding herself with munchies, courtesy of Etta of course. Khushi even got around to texting Shyam and they decided on having him come over in the afternoon. All was well, seeming as if nothing could ruin the day.

Or so Khushi thought.

After going through half a season of Game of Thrones, Khushi decided to take a quick bathroom break since she had forced herself to sit through as many episodes as she could before her bladder desperately cried. Once Khushi had relieved herself, she was on her way back to continue her binge watching, when her phone rang. When she saw who was calling, she froze, her grip loosening on her phone.

No... oh please no....

Old memories - locked-away memories - began to pour back in. Khushi tried in vain to make them go away, but they clouded her mind, images of the past playing before her.

Go away, go away, go away!

But all she could see was a blur and hear thumping, it pounding in her ears.

Oh please stop!

But it only continued and all Khushi could see in the end was bright flames and hear the sound of screaming.

"NO!!!!!!!!!"

Khushi dropped to the floor, on her knees, as she covered her ears and huddled her body. Etta came running in when she heard her scream and went beside Khushi.

"Khushi? Khushi are you okay?"

Khushi's phone was still ringing and Etta picked up the fallen phone off the floor and took it.

"Khushi? Khushi," Shyam shouted from the other end.

"S-she's not well, she's huddled up on the floor like a ball and she's shaking and crying and-"

"Where's Arnav?"

"He's at work-"

"Good, I'll be right there. Tell Khushi everything is okay, tell her that her brother is coming okay, tell her Shyam is on the way, everything will be alright, okay?"

"Yes, I'll tell her that."

"Okay good, I'm already on my way," and he hung up.

Etta turned her focus back onto Khushi and ran her hand on her back. "Khushi? Khushi it's okay, everything's alright, your brother is coming."

No....

Etta helped Khushi up and led Khushi to the elevator to take her on up to the bedroom. Once she settled Khushi in, she went to get her some water. It was some time later when the front desk notified Etta of Shyam's arrival. He was sent up immediately and Etta took him up to Khushi, Shyam too worried and concerned to focus on the lavish penthouse around him.

Shyam went rushing to Khushi's side. "Khushi? Khushi, what's wrong?"

But poor Khushi was huddled up, rocking back and forth, her eyes wide and filled with horror.

Shyam placed her hand over her head. "Khushi," he said more softly, "Khushi it's me, Shyam."

Khushi finally snapped out of her trance and looked at Shyam.

"What happened Khushi? I kept calling you to let you know I was on my way, but at first it was busy and then when it would go through you wouldn't pick up! Do you have any idea how worried I got? I just got you back, I'm not losing you again so easily, why the hell didn't you pick up your phone? What happened? Why are you so scared? Why-"

"Everything is about to change."

Shyam looked at her in complete confusion. "What?"

"I'm going to lose him, everything is going to change, I'm going to lose him."

"Lose him? Lose who? Arnav? Why-?"

"I'm going to lose him, he's never going to look at me the same, I'm going to lose him."

"Khushi what on earth are you talking about? He loves you, it's very obvious. I have to admit, at first I wasn't sure about that guy, but seeing you two at dinner together, it's obvious how much he loves you, how in love he is with you. So why-"

"He's going to leave me, things have changed, he'll never see me the same way again."

"Khushi-"

"It's all over, he-"

"Khushi, enough. Arnav is not here, he has no idea about this. Now unless you don't want me to tell him anything, you need to tell me what it is that has you scared baby sis. What happened?"

"Etta... what about Etta?"

"Etta?"

Etta entered the room. "Khushi are you okay?"

Khushi jumped up and went to her, grabbing hold of her hands. "You can't tell Arnav what you saw. You can't tell him a word of this."

"But Khushi-"

"Promise me! Promise me you won't, Etta, please," she cried.

"Okay, okay, I won't," she said as she shook her head, running her hand over Khushi's arm. "I won't tell him."

"Good, good, where's my phone?"

"Right there," Etta said, pointing at the nightstand.

"Okay good, okay, that's good, thank you."

Etta looked at Shyam and Shyam nodded at her, affirming that he'd take care of her, and Etta left. Khushi went over to her phone and turned it off, then sat back down in bed.

"Khushi, what is going on baby sis?"

Khushi covered her face and took a deep breath. "It's been so long... it took so long to forget... oh god Bhai, I'm going to lose him!"

While it warmed Shyam's heart to hear her call him Bhai, that wasn't his major concern. "Why do you think you're going to lose him?"

"I never told him, I should have told him, I should have before! Oh why didn't I-"

"Khushi, stop. Take a deep breath and slow down. You should have done what before?"

Khushi looked up at her brother, tears streaming down her face. "He doesn't know anything about that night."

Chapter Fifty

To say that dinner was awkward, was a total understatement. Kalavati had insisted that she and her mother should come along and that they'd try to get seats for them. In the end they won, the restaurant being okay with additions to their reservation. The entire time they were there, Arnav avoided talk with his Steps, and Khushi didn't say a word to her family. Instead, Arnav's family spoke with Khushi's family. It was through their conversation that the two learned of some things. For example, Khushi learned that her family had moved from Long Island to Brooklyn about three years ago and then to Queens one year ago, but Shyam stayed behind in Brooklyn. Arnav learned that Arhat was very much invested in the stock market. Arnav also learned that Khushi's brother had graduated with a degree in aerospace engineering. And Khushi learned that Anjali was totally hitting on her brother.

When dinner was over, they all headed outside, waiting for their car. Khushi's family decided they would just take the subway, even though Arnav insisted that he would have them dropped off. Before they left, however, Khushi's parents went over to her, who stood a distance away from the whole group.

"Khushi," her mother began softly, "I'm very proud of you."

Khushi just looked at her.

"You managed to prove us wrong and have gone so far on your own, to be successful on your own."

"We're very proud of you," her father smiled.

"Thank you," Khushi muttered, though she wanted to say something else.

"He's a good man," her mother said, referring to Arnav.

"I know," Khushi replied.

"It was sweet of him to invite us and get us tickets."

Khushi glanced at Arnav and then at them.

"I hope we'll see each other again," her mother said hopefully.

At that moment, Nigel arrived with the SUV.

"I have to go," Khushi said instead. "... bye."

She walked around them and headed towards Arnav, when her brother came up to her.

"Hey," he smiled softly.

"Hi," Khushi replied.

Both said nothing for a moment, and then he hugged her. Khushi was still for a moment, then hugged him back.

"I'm so sorry," he said, loud enough for only them to hear.

Khushi felt her breath hitch. "It's okay."

"No, it's not. I should have defended you. I should have-"

"We're past all of that now."

"Are we? Are we really?"

Khushi didn't say anything and he pulled back.

"If I wasn't stoned all the time, I could have said something."

"Shyam, don't," Khushi said, shaking her head.

"So many things could have been prevented-"

"Please Shyam, don't," she said, biting her lower lip to hold back her tears.

"Khushi-"

"I have to go. Take care of yourself."

Shyam nodded. "I will sis."

Khushi walked away and then paused. She then turned back and hugged her brother.

"I missed you," she whispered.

"I missed you, too lil sis."

Khushi pulled back. "Maybe we could meet up for lunch?"

Shyam nodded. "I'd like that."

"Is your number still the same?"

He nodded.

"I'll text you?"

"Sure," he smiled softly.

Khushi hugged him again, then left to join Arnav. She got into the SUV and looked back at her family as Nigel pulled into traffic. They dropped off Arhat, Anjali, Kaushali, and Kalavati first, then drove to the CitySpire. Khushi hadn't spoken a word to Arnav, not even during the ride back home. When they entered the penthouse, Khushi went straight into the kitchen and poured some wine for herself.

Arnav followed behind and set their stuff down. "Khushi-"

Khushi turned around and glared at him. "You invited them without even telling me?"

"I wanted to prove them wrong."

"Arnav-!"

"Khushi they doubted you. They wanted to stop you from the success you achieved all on your own. I wanted to prove them wrong and show them how low they thought of you, and how stupid they were."

Khushi shook her head. "Arnav-"

"They now know that they were wrong!"

Khushi sighed and looked at the glass full of wine. "I need a beer."

Arnav crossed his arms and cocked his eyebrow.

"Don't look at me like that, I need a beer. Preferably a Blue Moon."

"Khushi-"

"Oh don't you Khushi me, Arnav. I am so mad that you didn't warn me about this!"

"I just wanted to prove them wrong and show them how strong you are!"

Khushi wanted to retort, but she had no clue of what to say. So instead, she groaned and stomped, and walked out of the kitchen, and headed upstairs. Arnav followed behind until they were in his room.

"I'm still mad at you," she huffed as she took off her heels.

"It seemed that you were okay with your brother," Arnav said instead.

Khushi paused for a moment. Her relationship with her brother was special, especially after....

"He's my big brother," Khushi simply replied.

"True," he said.

Khushi wanted to change the course of the topic. "Anjali seemed to have an interest in him," she said as she walked into the bathroom while taking her earrings off.

Arnav followed in behind her. "What?"

Khushi pursed her lips. She could here could hear the 'overprotective brother' tone, a tone she was oh so familiar with thanks to Shyam. However with Shyam, it was annoying. When it came to Arnav, it was amusing.

"Yeah, she was totally into him," Khushi said nonchalantly.

Khushi looked up at Arnav's reflection and saw his jaw tense.

"How do you know," he asked.

"Uh, did you not see how she was flirting with him? Aerospace engineering? That's really cool," she quoted.

"So she finds it cool? So? That's not flirting."

This time Khushi couldn't hold back her amusement. She cocked her eyebrow and turned to look at him.

"Finds it cool? It would put her to sleep," she frowned.

"Maybe not for her."

Khushi couldn't hold back her scoff. "Seriously? Stop being so overprotective. She deserves a little romance."

"No," he said stubbornly.

Khushi tried really hard to stop herself form smiling, but failed. "Arnav, that's quite unreasonable coming from you, Mr. I-Have-A-Playroom-Slash-Kinky-Man."

Arnav grinned. "That's quite a unique name."

Khushi rolled her eyes. "Let her have her fun oh selfish one."

Arnav frowned. "I'm not selfish."

"Well you're being unfair. Everyone deserves their chance at love, and that includes Anjali."

"But-"

"End of discussion."

Arnav opened his mouth but Khushi walked away, causing Arnav to scowl. He followed behind her to the dressing room to say something, when Khushi stripped out of her dress. Arnav paused and admired her. No matter how many times he had seen her body, it always felt like the first time.

Khushi noticed Arnav gazing at her, but she wouldn't have any of it. "Don't get any ideas. I'm still mad at you for inviting them," she said, and she picked out one of Arnav's t-shirts and boxers.

"They deserved to see that they were wrong," he said, distracted.

Khushi put on the shirt and boxers, then turned to him."You are something else," she said, shaking her head.

Arnav grinned and moved before her. "Why thank you angel," and he went to kiss her.

Khushi pulled back. "It's not exactly a compliment."

"I'll take what I can get."

Khushi shook her head with a chuckle and let him kiss her.

"Now come on, to bed we go."

"Won't you change?"

Arnav nodded and Khushi helped him out of his clothes and gave him his PJs. Today was a long day and all they needed right now was to cuddle with the one they loved and fall asleep in their arms, wrapped up and protected from the outside world.