Chapter Sixty

Their trip to Dubai soon came to its end, creating wonderful memories for both Arnav and Khushi that they would most certainly never forget. As sad as she was to leave her own little world with Arnav, she was also excited to get back home, not to mention very anxious.

I'm engaged now. Holy crap, I'm engaged and I have to tell everyone?

"Angel?"

Khushi snapped back to reality.

"If you stare at the ring too hard, you might destroy it with laser vision," he smirked lightly.

Khushi frowned and stuck her tongue at him, then continued to look at her ring. Arnav watched her for a moment, then reached out and held her hand.

"Hey, what's wrong," he said softly.

Khushi shook her head. "Nothing is wrong. In fact everything is perfect... until we land."

"What do you mean?"

"Well by now, who knows how many people Anjali- Di has told by now-"

"You don't have to call her Di you know."

"I know, but you do."

Arnav smiled softly.

"It's the storm that awaits that I'm worrying about. There's Lavanya, who I'm sure is going to go bat shit crazy and scream her head off, so that's like telling five people at once. Then I have to tell my brother, which feels like mission impossible. Then there's the awkwardness of telling my folks. And of course we have to tell Dad before anyone if you ask me."

"Dad?"

Khushi tilted her head. "Your father, of course."

Arnav didn't say anything and looked at the ring on her finger. Khushi watched him toy with it then reached out and held his other hand with her free hand.

"He's not a bad guy Arnav," she said softly. "He loves you. You know that right?"

Arnav didn't say anything, toying with her ring. Khushi wondered if he knew that his father was innocent and that he still wore his ring from Aisha.

"Arnav?"

"Hmm?"

"You know that your father is innocent right?"

Arnav's eyes shot up to hers and Khushi gulped.

"W-well not exactly innocent but...."

Arnav resumed to toy with her ring.

"He... he didn't cheat on your mom."

Arnav paused.

"One of his business rivals had spread that rumor about him, feeding it to your mother, breaking her heart and...."

Arnav toyed with the ring a little faster.

"He still wears her ring."

This time when his eyes met hers, they were filled with confusion, his eyebrows scrunched at the middle.

"He never took it off," she whispered.

Arnav let go of her hand and turned away. "Angel-"

"I'm not lying Arnav." She reached into her purse and took out her phone, going to her pictures.

She pulled up a picture of her and Arnav's father from the night of their graduation. She had Anjali take them when they had gotten a moment.

Khushi zoomed into the picture. "See, look."

Khushi put the phone in front of his face, forcing him to look. Arnav's eyes met the screen and his eyes slightly widened before his eyebrows scrunched. He took the phone in his hand and looked at the picture carefully.

"He loved her Arnav. Always did and still does."

His eyes met hers. "So then why did he marry her?"

Khushi shook her head. "I don't know why her specifically, but he wanted you and Di to have a maternal figure."

Arnav handed her phone back to her as they arrived to the tarmac. They boarded their plane and once everything was set to go, they took off. Once they were free to move around, the two went to the back and laid in bed. Ever since their trip in the car, Arnav hadn't spoken a word to her - just a few words here and there to the crew, but not to her. Khushi was slightly worried, hoping that she hadn't made their trip end badly.

Khushi looked up at Arnav. He was once again playing with her ring, though absentmindedly.

"Arnav," she called out, nearly whispering.

Arnav sighed and looked down at her. "I'm not mad at you angel," he said, looking into her eyes.

Khushi just looked at him.

"I just find it all... I don't know. Ever since Momma passed away, I barely acknowledged that man; I never paid attention to him. And now I find out that he's always been wearing her ring. Every time I try to recall an encounter with him, I remember nothing because I would always ignore him."

Khushi held his hand and gave it a light squeeze.

"He wears her ring but...." Arnav looked up at the ceiling. "Why the hell did he even marry that Kaushali devi?"

Khushi's eyebrows shot up. She had never heard him acknowledge that woman, forget about what he calls her.

"None of it makes sense," he whispered.

Khushi brought his hand to her lips and kissed it. "We'll find out together."

Arnav looked at her.

"We do everything together now. I will always help you with everything and will forever be with you - no matter what."

Arnav nodded and gave her a kiss, then pulled her into him. Several minutes passed when Khushi could tell by his even breathing that Arnav had fallen asleep. She tried to get some sleep as well, but he mind was filled with many thoughts.

Why did Arhat specifically marry Kaushali? Why marry someone with a child? Why not someone who didn't have a child? Why does Arnav call her Kaushali devi? Does he usually call her that by that nickname? Or was it something he kept more to herself? And what is the deal between Arnav and Kalavati? Would she ever find out?

Her mind asked questions, nonstop, when Arnav groaned.

"Stop it," he muttered.

Khushi looked up at him.

"Don't overthink that pretty head of yours angel. Get some sleep."

"I can't help it," she whispered.

Arnav opened his eyes, tired as he was. "Why?"

"There's just so many things I don't understand."

"Like?"

"Like why Dad would marry her, or why you called her Kaushali devi, or why you hate Kala so much, or-"

"Breathe Khushi. Breathe."

Khushi did as he said, letting out a heavy sigh. He caressed her her cheek and placed a kiss atop of her head.

"Don't worry about it."

"How can I not Arnav? You're going to be my husband in some matter of time. I'm going to be a part of your family. Shouldn't I know these things? These secrets? Your secrets," she whispered in the end.

Arnav looked into her eyes for a moment. "Shouldn't I know yours as well," he said softly.

Khushi's eyes widened a fraction before she turned away. A tinge of fear went through her and she forced herself not to think of that night.

Arnav wrapped his arms around her protectively and nuzzled her hair. "Get some sleep, baby," and he dozed off again.

But Khushi just couldn't get herself to do it. He was absolutely right - how could she be asking him such a question when she herself was scared out of her soul to tell him hers.

But if he finds out, he'll never see me the same way ever again. I'll never be his angel again... I'll be a monster in his eyes forever.

Arnav sighed and nuzzled into her again, his grip on her loosening a bit. Khushi took hold of his hand and held it over her chest with both hands.

I will never let you go, never again. Not now, not ever.

*~*

Although it wasn't Dubai, Khushi was glad to be home, and this time in her home. She and Arnav would be staying there for the time being, and Khushi was glad to have her little world back of just the two of them.

On their first day back, the two allowed themselves to recover from jet lag. The day after, Arnav went to the office and Khushi decided to set her plan into motion and met up with Anjali for brunch.

"You want to do what," Anjali questioned in shock.

"Have a pooja at your house for Momma," Khushi repeated.

Anjali just blinked.

"You don't like my idea?"

"No, no, I like it, it's just... I never expected anyone to ever say it out loud and make it happen."

Khushi pursed her lips.

"I think it's something necessary to happen. Just the family, keep it private, no outsiders - only you, me, Chote, and dad."

Khushi nodded. "That's what I was thinking."

"You can also get Momma's blessings this way too, though I'm sure you already do."

Khushi smiled softly.

"Let's do it."

Khushi nodded. "I'm afraid to tell your brother though. I don't know how he'll feel about it."

Anjali nodded as she thought about it. "Neither do I."

Khushi sighed. "I would prefer to keep it as a secret from him until it seems right to tell him."

"Okay, I guess. Who knows how Chote will react."

Khushi nodded.

"So have you told your brother?"

Khushi shook her head and looked at her ring on her finger. Every now and then, Khushi would check her finger to make sure it was still there, paranoid by its most-definitely expensive price.

"I hope you haven't," Khushi said.

"Nope. You want to tell everyone and I respect that; it's your big news."

"Thank you, I appreciate it."

"So who are you going to tell first?"

"Dad, for sure. And then... I don't know."

Anjali nodded in acknowledgement. "Okay."

"I don't know why this feels so hard, I mean it shouldn't be yet it feels so hard."

"Don't worry, you'll be fine."

"I really hope so."

Chapter Fifty Nine

Khushi followed Arnav as he led her through the boat to a private cabin. Her eyes landed on the bed, the biggest occupant of the room, beside the built in night stands on the wall, which faced the portholes, looking out to the sea.

Khushi heard the door click shut behind her and felt Arnav before he even touched her. His arms wrapped around her waist, his hands splayed on her stomach as he moved her against his chest.

"Mine," he whispered. "All mine. Now and forever, always."

"Always," Khushi breathed.

Arnav turned her to him and they gazed into each others eyes. Love bore in them, illuminated in them. Arnav cupped her cheek and Khushi moaned into his embrace. He brought his lips closer to hers and Khushi's eyes drifted shut as his lips met hers. The kiss was slow, very passionate. When the two pulled back, Khushi cupped his face in her hands. Arnav nuzzled into her embrace, kissing the palm of her hand. He then kissed her forehead, his lips lingering there for a while.

"My angel," he breathed.

Khushi smiled and looked up at him. "My future husband."

Arnav smiled. "My future wife."

Khushi took in a sharp breath. Hearing him say those words did something to her, made something within her bloom.

Arnav's hand wandered from her waist to the slit of her dress. He moved his hand through it and in the blink of an eye, Khushi had been leaned up against the wall with one leg around Arnav's waist.

"I like this," he commented on the slit.

"I love this dress. Thank you."

"You never have to thank me angel. What's mine is yours now, as well."

It only crossed Khushi's mind then that what he said was true.

"As much as I love this dress on you, I want to peel you out of it."

Arnav let go of her and turned her around. He reached for the dress around her thighs and began to pull it up. The material skimmed across Khushi's body, making her tremble with anticipation. Arnav removed the dress and draped it over a chair. His eyes wandered on her lace clad body. His hands skimmed over it, eliciting moans from Khushi's lips.

Arnav kissed her shoulder and nuzzled her neck. "So, so beautiful."

Khushi blushed with a smile.

"And all mine."

Khushi turned to him. "All yours."

She reached up and kissed him, while bringing her hands up to his chest. She helped him out of his tux and loosened his tie. Arnav tossed them onto the chair beside them, never letting go of her lips. Khushi tugged on his shirt, freeing it, and undid the buttons. It was tossed aside as well, and Khushi worked on Arnav's belt. However just as she undid it and undid his pants, Arnav whipped her around and pulled her lower half to him, his erections digging into her bum, Khushi leaning against the wall.

Arnav moved his hand lower and brought them in between her legs. He gasped. "Oh angel, you're dripping."

Khushi panted.

"You're all wet, future wife."

Khushi shuddered.

"All for me?"

Khushi nodded. "All for you, future husband," she panted.

Arnav smirked, and Khushi could feel his signature smirk. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband.

"Arnav-"

"I want to peel you out of these as well. Turn."

Khushi turned to face him, his thumbs still hooked in the waistband. He held her waist and began walking them towards the bed. Khushi laid back on the bed and Arnav slowly removed her panties, the lace skimming along her milky legs until he had taken them off, and then tossed it aside. Khushi remained in her corset and heels and she wondered when he'd take them off.

Arnav picked up her leg and placed kisses on her inner thigh. Khushi squirmed and shut her eyes. Arnav watched her writhe as he kissed her along her leg, moving closer to her foot, and then removed her heel, dropping it to the floor. He did the same with her other leg, then removed the shoe, dropping it.

Moving between her legs, he hovered over her. Khushi could see the love, the adoration, and the pride in his eyes. She caressed his cheek and kissed him softly. Arnav smiled softly and kissed her hand.

"Don't ever stop smiling, Arnav."

"I won't, just for you."

Khushi smiled and kissed him again. The two lost themselves in the other's embrace that night, lost in their love. Nothing else mattered, no one else mattered. All that mattered was each other and the love that they had for each other.

*~*

Khushi woke up and smiled, seeing Arnav gazing at her. He was slowly running his hand through her hair, caressing her.

"Good morning," she whispered.

"Good morning angel."

Khushi smiled.

"Did you sleep well?"

Khushi nodded. "Did you?"

Arnav nodded.

Khushi looked around the cabin. The sun was hinting through the portholes, which meant that it was morning. "Whose boat is this?"

"A Prince's."

"Oh? Fancy."

Arnav grinned. "Fancy indeed."

"Just like you fancy wine?"

Arnav remembered back to their first date and grinned. "Fancy," he mouthed.

Khushi giggled and Arnav smiled.

"Gosh, I love that sound."

Khushi blushed. "I know."

Arnav got up and kissed her. "Up you get angel."

"Mm, no!"

"Angel," he warned, though he was smiling.

Khushi pouted and shook her head. "Sleepy."

"Didn't you get enough sleep last night?"

Khushi blushed from the memories of the night before. She also remembered his proposal and lifted her hand to see the ring on her finger. It really wasn't a dream.

"Do you like it?"

Khushi nodded as she sat up. "I love it, Arnav, it's absolutely beautiful." She looked at the diamond encrusted loops. "It must've been expensive-"

"Hush, I don't want to hear any of that. What's mine is now yours as well."

"I don't think I'll ever get used to that."

Arnav kissed her forehead. "With time. Now come on, up you get angel."

Khushi groaned. "Do we have to?"

Arnav chuckled. "I brought a change of clothes so you can be more comfortable, as well as some sandals."

"Really? Oh, thank you."

"You're welcome angel. Now come on, up you get."

With a sigh, Khushi got up. She washed up first and then Arnav. Both got ready together, carefully folded their clothing and put it in a bag. They went out onto the deck and saw that they were heading towards land.

"Thank you for last night, Arnav. It was really magical."

Arnav smiled and gave her a kiss. "Anything for you angel."

They soon reached land and their driver was waiting for them to drive them back to the hotel. Sometime after they got back to their room, the hotel sent up a gift basket, congratulating them.

"They know?"

"I told them my plan."

"Is there anyone else who knew?"

"Di."

"She knew? Why didn't-?" Wait a minute, it all makes sense now! That's why she was being so odd when we video chatted! And that's why-! "Arnav..."

"Yes?"

"Were you worried that she was going to spoil your surprise that day?"

Arnav blinked. "I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about."

Khushi couldn't help but to laugh. "You were! You thought Di was going to tell me."

Arnav paused. "You called her Di."

"Well, that's what you call her," Khushi smiled softly, wrapping her arm around his. "She is going to be my sister in-law after all."

"That she is," Arnav smiled, and he kissed her forehead, causing Khushi to sigh.

Arnav's laptop began to chime and the two turned to see Anjali calling.

Khushi went towards it and took the call. The second Anjali saw her face, she shrieked with delight.

"Show me the ring, show me the ring, show me the ring!"

Khushi chuckled and held her left hand up, causing Anjali to shriek once more.

"Oh my gosh, eeep!!!!!!"

Arnav shut his eyes, pretty sure that his sister was going to make him go deaf.

"So how did it go? What did he do? Where did you guys go? What did you wear?"

Khushi couldn't hold back her chuckle, not just because of Anjali's excitement, but seeing Arnav's screwed up face due his sister's shrilling. She told Anjali all about it while going into the spare bedroom, saving Arnav's ears.

"Oh my gosh, this is so exciting! My Chote is engaged!!!"

Khushi smiled lightly.

"It's all because of you Khushi. Chote... I always wondered when love would come into his life and here you are now. Thank you, Khushi. Momma would've been so proud."

Khushi blushed slightly. "Thank you."

"No, thank you, Khushi. Honest."

Khushi looked down with a smile.

"Well, I have to spread the news!"

Khushi's eyes widened. "Please don't and please don't tell my brother yet."

"What, why?"

Khushi pursed her lips. "Just... please, I want to tell him."

Anjali nodded. "Okay, if that's what makes you happy." And then she shrieked. "I can't believe I'm finally going to have a sister," she sang.

There's Kalavati... but then again, you guys hate her. ...maybe now that I'm joining the family, I'll finally find out everything behind this hate.

"Anyways Khushi, it's late, so I'll let you guys go back to your celebrating! Bye love!"

"Bye Di."

Anjali smiled softly. "I always knew you were going to call me that someday."

With that, Anjali ended the call and Khushi smiled. 

She's right. In a way, she always did.

Khushi stood up, when an idea struck her mind. Would he... I hope so....

Khushi rejoined Arnav in the living room and gave the  MacBook back to him. "Arnav?"

"Yes angel?"

"What's our next stop from here? I mean, after we leave Dubai?"

"Well I did want to travel Europe, but based on some work emails I've been getting, it looks like that'll have to be delayed."

"So... does that mean we're going home?"

Arnav looked up at her with a soft smile. "I have no issues with cramped space," he winked.

Khushi chuckled lightly with a smile. "Good." She sat down beside Arnav and snuggled into him, watching him type away another business email.

"It'll be just you and me."

"I can't wait," she smiled. I really can't.

Chapter Fifty Eight

It's had been hours that Arnav had been gone. Khushi began to wonder where he was, when the hotel line rang.

She picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Good afternoon Ma'am. Sir has sent the car for you."

"The car?"

"Yes, it is waiting for you now to take you."

"Take me where?"

"That I do not know, he did not say."

"Oh... okay, thank you, I'll be down in a few."

"Yes Ma'am," and they hung up.

Khushi was confused. "Car? For what? Where am I going?"

Still very confused, Khushi wore another one of her rompers and headed down. One of the workers led her to the Audi and she got in. When the car pulled away, Khushi looked at the driver.

"Where are we going?"

"Mr. Raizada wishes for me to not to tell you."

Khushi's eyebrows met in the middle. "What the?"

The driver chuckled. "He said you'd say that."

Khushi frowned. What the? What is Arnav up to?

Khushi watched the city around her as they moved through it. Soon enough they arrived to their destination, a very posh store that clearly carried designer brands.

Expensive designer brands.

The driver held the door open for her and Khushi stepped out. Three ladies who were standing outside stepped forward.

"Welcome Ms. Gupta. Please, come this way," one of the ladies said.

Khushi, confused as she was, followed behind them. As she entered the store, Khushi saw numerous designer dresses throughout the store, as well as accessories.

"Mr. Raizada has asked us to help you pick out a dress," the woman said to her.

"A dress? Why would I need a dress?"

"He did not say. He just asked us to help you pick out something. He's already made a few selections himself and wants us to show them to you as well."

"He made selections?" What the? What is he up to?

As odd and confusing as Khushi found it all to be, Khushi looked at the dresses. She found quite a few that she liked, and the ladies held them for her as she chose more. Once she had gone through it all, the ladies took her into a big fitting room, walled with mirrors.

"Um, of the dresses I chose, could you separate the ones he had selected so I can see what he chose and how many I chose."

The ladies nodded and created two separate piles. Most of the dresses Khushi chose were ones that Arnav liked.

"Okay, I'll start trying them on now."

The ladies nodded and left, waiting outside for if she needed anything. Khushi picked up a dress from the Arnav-pile and tried it on. She stepped out and the ladies helped her to zip it up and commented while Khushi looked in the mirror. She continued to do this, going through every dress. In the end, the two piles she had created had split, each pile now having subcategories: reject, okay, and way too expensive. Although she had created this system, her eyes kept wandering to a dress she had in the Arnav: Way too expensive pile. It was red - as if it were on fire, red. It was sleeveless, made of silk and lace. A slit ran along the left leg, something she knew Arnav would love very much. The back was deep cut, another thing she knew Arnav would love for sure.

Khushi picked up the dress and looked and it. It's so beautiful... but it's so expensive! How could a dress be so expensive? It's ridiculous!

One of the ladies came in. "We should start doing hair and make up now."

Khushi's eyebrows scrunched. "Hair and make up?" What?

The ladies ushered her into another room, seating her in front of a table covered with more makeup than probably a makeup store owned. Two of the ladies stayed while the other left, coming up with ideas of what to do for hair and nails. Khushi had absolutely no idea what was going on, but as they began to pamper her, her mind cleared and emptied. They worked on her hair, makeup, manicure, and pedicure, the third woman soon rejoining them to help.

Sometime later, Khushi was done and prepped, her makeup and hair done, her nails done and dry.

"Now for the dress," one of the ladies beamed.

"But I haven't-"

One of the other ladies came in with the red number Khushi was in love with.

"But-"

"Mr. Raizada really loved this dress and wanted us to make sure the this dress came into consideration. When we saw that you couldn't stop looking at it, I notified him and he said to go with this one. It's beautiful, isn't it?"

Khushi blinked. He wants me to have that dress?

"You will look absolutely stunning in this dress! And the shoes and jewelry he chose - he will be blown off of his feet!"

Khushi couldn't believe what she was hearing. He chose shoes and jewelry for me?

"He also picked a little racy number for you."

Khushi looked at her in confusion as the woman disappeared from the room then came back. In her hand was a red laced bustier with matching panties and garters. Khushi's eyes widened at the sight of it and how light the fabric was. You could see right through it!

Khushi gulped and took it as she handed it to her. She went into the dressing room and put it on, gasping at the sight of her when she finished. One look at her, and Arnav would probably destroy this expensive piece- er, scrap of clothing.

That cannot happen.

The ladies soon rejoined her and helped her to put her dress on. They helped place on her jewelry and Khushi slipped on her heels. When she looked at herself in the mirror, she couldn't believe she was really looking at her reflection.

Holy cow....

One of the ladies stepped forward with a clutch.

"Let me guess, he chose this too," she asked, taking the golden clutch.

The woman nodded.

Outside, the Audi pulled up. The ladies helped Khushi out and the driver held the door open. Khushi entered the car without flashing herself, and waved at the ladies as they waved at her. The driver took the bag with her belongings, put it in the trunk, then got back in the drivers seat and drove off.

Khushi looked at him. "Will you tell me now where we're going?"

"It's a surprise madam."

Khushi leaned back. "Of course it is."

She looked out to the evening sky, wondering where on earth Arnav was and what all of this was about.

He better have a good explanation, she grumbled.

Some time later, they pulled up by the bay, by a yacht.

What the?

The driver stepped out and held the door open. Khushi carefully stepped out and looked at the yacht. A man stood by the entry so Khushi went to him.

"Good evening Ms. Gupta. Mr. Raizada awaits."

I bet he does, cause I've been waiting patiently enough all day!

Khushi followed behind the man. He led her out to the deck and Khushi was shocked. There was a table for two, candles lit with flowers around - lilies to be specific, her favorite. But it was the man who stood by it that stunned her even more.

The man she loved, dressed and looking very handsome in his black tuxedo was gazing at her with a smile - her smile, the one that was only meant for her.

Arnav stepped forward and held his hand out. Khushi placed hers in his and he placed a kiss.

"You look so beautiful, absolutely stunning."

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

Arnav offered his arm and Khushi took it, letting him lead her to the table.

"I love your dress."

"Do you now? I didn't know."

Arnav lightly chuckled and held the chair out for Khushi. She sat down and Arnav tucked her in, then went around and sat across from her.

"Sarcasm doesn't suit you angel."

"Doesn't it?"

Their server came out with a bottle of wine and poured it into their glasses. When he went away, Arnav held his glass up.

"Mm, perhaps. Shall we toast to sarcasm then?"

"Probably not a bad idea," she said, unable to stop her smile.

"Then to sarcasm and humor - may it always bring a smile to your face."

Khushi chuckled lightly and and clinked their glasses together and sipped their wine.

Their server soon returned with their meal and Khushi recognized the second she saw it.

"Shrimp scampi," Khushi questioned as the server left them.

Arnav nodded.

Khushi couldn't help but to think of their first date. She could hardly believe that so much time had passed since the days she used to analyze every brand he wore, researched him, and would call him pothead.

The thought made Khushi giggle and Arnav cocked his eyebrow.

"Is something funny?"

Khushi pursed her lips. "We've come a long way, huh pothead?"

Arnav looked down, his lips curving. "We really have."

"I can't believe I said that to your face that day. I wanted to disappear! All I could think of was myeh!"

Arnav chuckled. "You always were an interesting one. Tell me, after the brief research you had done on me..."

Khushi blushed at that reminder.

"...what do you think of me now?"

Khushi gazed at him. "That research... it wasn't research at all. It told me nothing of the true man behind the shell he shows the world. It told me nothing about the man I fell head-over-heels in love with. But I'm glad that it made me want to know the real you."

Arnav smiled. They began their dinner, talking and laughing the night away, thinking back to some of their old memories. When dinner was complete, they took their wine and stood by the edge, looking out to the horizon.

"We did something like this on our first date."

Khushi nodded. "Only it was at your penthouse with a view of the city, and it was my first time ever drinking wine."

"And look at you now," he teased.

Both Khushi and Arnav chuckled.

Khushi looked down, a small blush creeping onto her cheeks. "It was also the night you first made love to me," she said softly.

She looked up at him to find him gazing at her.

"It was one of the best nights of my life," he admitted.

Arnav took her glass and placed both of theirs aside then held her to him.

"I knew you were different the moment I first met you. I may have not been so nice-"

"Not so nice," Khushi teased.

Arnav rolled his eyes and Khushi chuckled.

"Okay, yeah, maybe not. But that aside, I knew you were different - good different."

Khushi remembered him saying those same words to her on the terrace.

Arnav looked down at their connected hands. "Khushi, do you remember what I said to you after I first made love to you?"

"...it's okay. I'm glad I'm your first. And I hope to be the only one."

Khushi nodded.

"At the time, I myself didn't understand why I exactly said that. Maybe a part of me did understand why because I had already fallen in love with you and I just didn't realize it. But because that part of me did, it made me go into fear."

Khushi smiled sadly and cupped his face.

"I always believed that I wasn't capable of love. That if I did, I would only lose them. Loosing my mother... it was the worst thing to ever happen to me... until you left me."

Khushi took in a shaky deep breath.

"I don't think I've ever felt such pain in my life. Maybe close to, but nothing like that. You leaving me... I nearly lost myself. I stopped eating, stopped working - I just didn't know what to do. I found myself spending time with those home videos and then finally went home after all these years. It was also the first time in years that I broke down in front of my sister like that."

Khushi ran the back of her hand on his cheek.

"I realized then that I could no longer go back to the life I once lived. My life became incomplete without you. I wanted you - I needed you because I was so in love with you."

Khushi smiled, feeling tears threatening to pool in her eyes.

"When I got you back, I was the happiest man alive. Through everything I had been through, you had become my rock and gave the strength I needed. Seeing you smile brought me out of my darkness and into the light."

"You did that-"

"No. You did that, like the angel you are. My angel. I felt so blessed to have an angel like you, yet I feared of losing you again, because I worried that the pain I caused you would make you leave me again."

Khushi looked down.

"If I could take back what I did to you that night, I would do everything in my power, even more just to change it-"

Khushi placed her hand over his lips. "Hush, now. Don't think about that. Not now, not ever again. We've moved on and have come so far since then. I don't want you to ever think about it again, promise me."

Arnav just looked at her then kissed her hand. "What did I ever do to deserve you?"

"Mm, sneak around to smoke pot," she said, trying to lighten up the mood.

Arnav chuckled and Khushi was happy it worked.

"I guess in a way pot helped me get one thing right. Took some time to quit, but I'm glad it worked out alright because the only thing I need, is you."

Khushi smiled. "And all I need is you."

One of the men from security came into view. He looked at Arnav and Arnav nodded. The man walked away and Khushi looked at Arnav curiously.

"What was that about?"

"You'll see in a minute or two."

Khushi was confused. Arnav was looking up to the sky and she looked up as well. There were a few stars shining in the sky. However the stars would soon share it's space, as a flare blew up and fireworks erupted. Khushi gasped and marveled in the bright lights.

"Oh my gosh," Khushi exclaimed. She turned to Arnav. "Did you do this?"

Arnav nodded.

"Oh my gosh, you're the best," and she hugged him.

Firework after firework flew up into the sky and burst into multiple colors, filling the sky. The smile on Khushi's face had become plastered on, refusing to go away.

However there were other plans in mind that were about to occur.

Arnav took Khushi's hand and Khushi looked up at him.

"Like these fireworks bring colors to the dark sky, you brought colors into my dark world. Without you, I'd still be in the dark. I want to be in your colors forever just as I hope that you'll continue to color my world."

Tears once again threatened to fall.

"I love you Khushi, and I want you to be by my side forever..."

Arnav bent down at the knee and Khushi's eyes widened as he revealed a small black velvet box.

"...as I hope you'll want to be by my side forever, as well."

As Arnav opened the small box, Khushi's hand went to her mouth, hoping to stop her sobbing as she saw the beautiful diamond ring within it.

"Khushi Kumari Gupta, my angel..."

Oh my gosh!

"...will you marry me?"

Khushi could no longer hold back the tears and they escaped as she quietly sobbed. She really couldn't believe that this was happening! It was as if this were a dream and she was afraid that she would wake up any minute and find herself back on the day she first met him, only to have never met him in the first place. Yet as the booms of the fireworks went off, they were both still here. It wasn't a dream, and Arnav, her love, the man of her life, was truly asking her to marry him - he, the man who once believed he wasn't capable of love because his mama had been taken from him at a young age; because he never got to experience the love of a parent as a child because he had to abandon his childhood; because he had become the cold-hearted dominant who only cared for pleasure and control.

He, the man who was her controlling lover.

And she couldn't ask for it in any other way.

"Yes."

Arnav gasped asked his eyes widened. "What," he breathed.

Khushi nodded her head as crazily as a bobble head. "Yes, I'll marry you."

The look on Arnav's face took Khushi's breath away as his eyes lit up and his lips spread into a wide grin. Arnav took the ring out of the box and Khushi held out her left hand. He placed the ring on her finger and as he stood up, he picked up Khushi and swung her around, both laughing in joy as he did.

Arnav placed her down and rested his forehead on hers. Khushi placed her hands on his shoulders as they both tugged on the air between them.

"I love you so much, angel."

"I love you too, Arnav. Now, and forever."

Chapter Fifty Seven

Like the typical tourist, Arnav and Khushi set out to do some sightseeing. Khushi was absolutely in love with the tall structures and their amazing designs. She had absolutely fallen in love with this city and couldn't believe they would be leaving behind the Burj Khalifa, Burj-al-Arab, and the Palm in 3 days.

Khushi was going through all the pictures they took on her phone while Arnav was working on his laptop and talking on the phone. From what Khushi could pick up, he was either speaking with Rose Anne, Etta, Nigel, or someone in security. Khushi loved that they didn't have too much security around them here; enough but few for Khushi to even remember that they were around.

Arnav finally got off the phone and Khushi went over to him.

"How goes the work," she asked.

"They finished taking out all of the old stuff yesterday and have started working on the first floor."

"Oh...."

"It'll be some time before the renovation is complete."

"So where will you stay until it's completed?"

"We will be just fine."

Khushi couldn't help but to smile. "We could stay in my apartment if you're okay with cramped living and no maids," she teased lightly.

Arnav smirked at her and she stuck her tongue at him. It made Arnav chuckle and Khushi sighed at the sound of it. She absolutely loved it.

"I've got some plans for us, but sure, we can stay at your place for some time if it's not a problem."

"Not a problem at all."

Arnav's phone began to ring, so Khushi let him get back to work. She watched some TV, read one of her novels, then decided to order room service. She prepped some food for Arnav, placing it on the side for him to eat later when he would be free.

Not long later, Arnav appeared and entered the dining room, holding his MacBook open.

"What is it," Khushi asked, looking at the device in confusion.

"My sister."

Khushi frowned and then looked at the screen. She saw Anjali, who was waving at her.

"Hi Khushi!"

"Hi Anjali! How are you?" Khushi took the laptop from Arnav and had him sit down to eat.

"I'm good, how are you? How are you enjoying Dubai?"

"It's so lovely here. Hot, but lovely!"

"How's my Chote treating you? Is he on his best behavior?"

Arnav and Khushi glanced at each other. Arnav's eyes were filled with mischief,  that signature smirk on his face, causing Khushi to blush.

"Pretty well by the looks of it."

Khushi turned her attention hack to Anjali, remembering that she was still there.

Anjali chuckled. "Anyway, let's get right down to the girl talk."

"Sure, let me just go into another room."

Arnav's head perked up and he watched as Khushi walked away towards the other bedroom.

What is she up to, he wondered.

Khushi entered the other bedroom and sat on one of the beds. "Okay, I'm alone now."

"Good. Chote can be so overprotective sometimes. It makes me wonder who's really the older one," she chuckled. "Anyway, the reason why I called was to talk to you about something."

Khushi eyebrows scrunched. "About what?"

"Uh, well... um... it's about your brother."

Khushi's eyebrows shot up. "Oh?"

"Yeah," Anjali slightly blushed. "Um, I went to check up on the renovations and found Shyam talking to Etta, asking her where you went."

"Crap! I totally forgot to tell him."

"I told him the situation and, well, he kinda got mad you don't tell him."

"I'm sure he did. Crap, it was just so out of the blue, I totally forgot to text him. I can't even contact him cause I don't have international minutes, and I don't know how I exactly feel about giving him Arnav's number by calling from his phone."

"Understandable. That's why I told him I'd call and let you know."

"Oh. Well... thank you. "

"It's nothing. ...Um... but that's not the only reason why I called."

Khushi looked at her curiously. "What is it?"

"Uh... so after I got your brother to cool down, we kinda got coffee-"

"Kinda?"

"Okay, so we got coffee and we talked. I was going to go check out my new apartment-"

"New apartment?"

"Yeah, just as a getaway since I can't always stand to be in that house...."

Khushi pursed her lips. There's that feud again... what did Kalavati and her mother do to them for Arnav and Anjali to hate them so much?

"It's just for a getaway basically. I'll be going back and forth, its in the city. Anyway, I had to go to check in on all of my new furniture, so your brother offered to drive me there."

Khushi had a feeling she knew where this was going.

"He dropped me off and I offered him to come inside, stupidly saying the coffee is already in our hands and the only thing left is for him is to come inside! How lame am I?"

Khushi pursed her lips. Told you Arnav! In your face, she likes Bhai! But....

"He actually agreed to come in after all of that garbage. He checked the place out with me and my interior designer left us alone."

Oh boy....

"We um... well we um, looked through the apartment, going over the furniture and what looked good and what didn't. He made some good points..."

Seriously?

"... and I totally spoke to my designer later about that. Um... we went to the bedroom last...."

Oh no.

"And um... things went from one thing to another...."

Did they...?

"And we um... we kind of... I may or may not have slept with your brother?"

Holy shit! "You did what?"

"Hush! Don't let Chote hear, he'll freak!"

Khushi's eyes were wide - so wide, there may be a possibility of them popping out! "Holy crap Anjali," she ended up hissing instead of whispering.

"I know! I know! I just- I couldn't help it! One minute we're talking about furniture, the next thing I know clothes are flying and I'm writhing-"

"Please don't finish that sentence."

Anjali's shoulders sagged. "You're not mad, are you?"

Khushi blinked. "Why would I be mad?"

"Cause things might get weird, you dating my brother and me... eh with your brother."

"Eh?" You did more than eh with my brother, you eeeeeeeehhhhh with my brother, not just plain eh, okay," she frowned.

"It wasn't eeeeeeeehhhhh, but eeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhh."

Khushi shut her eyes and grimaced. "Oh boy."

"I'm sorry," Anjali squeaked.

Khushi shook her head clear. "Anyways... I'm not mad. I'm happy for you guys. I saw you, gross as it is to say this, but eye... fucking... my brother at dinner," Khushi said awkwardly. "I had a feeling something would happen."

"Really? Cause when I saw him the other day-"

"What other day?"

"After he visited you-"

"I knew it! I knew it was you he was going to see! But wait, when do you guys- you exchanged numbers at dinner," she gasped.

"Um... yes?"

Khushi shook her head. "Oh my gosh."

Anjali blushed, scratching her head.

"Well... I wish you both the best of luck."

"Thank you Khushi. And I hope you really like it- er- like your time there. Okay, bye," and she ended the call.

Khushi stared at the screen oddly. What?

Deciding not to think on it, Khushi got up to rejoin Arnav.

"Care to explain what that was about," he asked.

"Girl talk is called girl talk for a reason, you know."

"Enlighten me."

Khushi rolled her eyes. "It's personal."

"She's my sister."

"And she's my friend. So?"

"She can tell me anything."

Not everything. "Well she chose to speak to me cause she needed a girl.  Last I checked, you don't qualify," she teased with a smirk.

Arnav frowned and Khushi held her hands up.

"Hey, I'm innocent."

Arnav looked at her for and moment before letting it go. "Whatever. Let's go to bed, I'm tired."

Khushi yawned with a nod. Cleaning up and having room service take things away, Arnav and Khushi headed to bed, Khushi wrapped securely in Arnav's arms.

"Your brother dropped by the other day," Arnav said. "He asked Etta where you were."

"In all the rush, I forgot to call him."

"Do you want to talk to him?"

Khushi shook her head and snuggled into Arnav's chest.

"Okay. Good night my sweet angel."

"Good night. I love you, Arnav."

"I love you, too, baby. Now and forever."

*~*

When Khushi woke up, she saw a note propped up beside her.

Out on a few errands. I'll be back soon.

Khushi wondered what those errands could be. Maybe work related? There's so many business moguls here, why wouldn't something work related arise?

Khushi got up and washed up. She ordered breakfast and ate as she watched TV. She went on the MacBook to check her emails and saw one from Lavanya.

Girl where the fuck are you?! I have called you repeatedly but you won't pick up? Where the hell are you? >:(

Oh crap! Khushi quickly wrote back a response.

Hey! I'm so sorry, Arnav and I are in Dubai on vacation, it was totally last minute, I totally forgot to call and let you know. Forgive me :(

Khushi hit send and the email disappeared. Crap, I really should've made those calls.

Khushi went back to watching TV when about an hour later, she got a video call from Anjali.

Khushi took the call. "Hey Anjali- whoa, what are you wearing?"

"Oh shit," Anjali muttered as she quickly pulled on robe to try to cover herself, not that the net material did anything to cover up the red lace bodice she wore underneath.

"Uh... I don't wanna ask, but I kind of have to, even though it's absolutely awkward-"

"Yeah, your brother is in the other room," Anjali said awkwardly.

Khushi pursed her lips with a nod. "Gotcha."

"Yeah.... Hey, um, what time is it over there?"

Khushi looked at the clock. "A little after 12. Why?"

"12 huh? And it's after 4 here; eight hour difference. Oh, okay, thanks. Gotta go, bye," and she ended the call.

Khushi blinked. "What the?"

Khushi shut the laptop and set it aside and turned to the TV screen, though she was still confused.

What the hell was that about?

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 ;)