Chapter 41

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Before you read the update,let me just say that is short. Actually the update I waswriting was actually almost twice the size of this update, so I thought why notsplit it up. This way I can actually give you another update within anotherweek or so. So that's why it's short – sorry! But anyways, I hope you enjoythis update :)

Arnav knew that she wasn't sleepy and was just trying to avoid a conversation with him. But he wasn't going to let her this time – because he was going to clear all her doubts about him today.

A few minutes later, he slipped into bed next to her and just laid there for a few moment before he called, "Khushi?"

But Khushi didn't reply.

"I know you're awake," he said.

With that Khushi opened her eyes, but she still didn't turn around, nor reply.

Not getting any response, Arnav turned onto his side, placing an arm around Khushi's waist and pulling her closer as he placed a quick kiss on her neck. He leaned his chin on her shoulder as he asked, "Naaraaz ho? (Angry?)"

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"Me? And angry at you? Of course not, Sir. Who am I to get at angry at you?" she said, her voice laced with sarcasm, though there was also a hidden sadness in it too.

"My life," he answered instantly, tightening his arms around her waist. "You're my life," he said with conviction. "You're the only person who is allowed to be angry at me."

"And yet it still seems like someone else has priority over me in your life," she retorted, not wishing to give into his sweet words.

"Khushi," he groaned, burying his face in the crook of her neck. "You know that's not true," he said.

"No I don't. You knew what I felt yesterday seeing you with her. You knew how hurt I'd been after that, and still am. You'd seen with your own eyes how much I'd cried yesterday because of you two. And yet, one phone call from her and you're ready to send me back into that same pit of pain, without a second thought! Yh Arnavji, I can see where I am in your priority list," she said, gulping down the lump in her throat.

"When did I say we have to go tomorrow?" Arnav asked calmly against her neck, relieved that this was actually something he could sort out easily.

"Then what was that you told me after her call?" she asked, frustrated.

"I said, 'Sheetal wants us to come there tomorrow,' not 'we are going to Sheetal's house tomorrow,'" he said. "I'd simply repeated to you what she'd said to me," he defended himself.

Khushi didn't reply.

"Khushi," he lifted his head up and tried to lift her chin up towards him, but she swatted his hands away, stubbornly looking at the wall ahead.

"Khushi look at me... please," he requested.

Moments later, Khushi slowly upturned her face, so she was looking at Arnav in the eyes.

Relieved that she was giving him a chance to speak, he kissed the corner of her mouth tenderly.

"Ek baat kahun? (Shall I tell you something?)" Arnav asked, softly.

And when Khushi didn't reply and just kept on gazing into his eyes, he continued, "When I saw Sheetal's name on my ringing phone this evening, I was dreading what was to come. And then when she'd asked us to come to her house tomorrow, I had decided that we definitely won't go there tomorrow. Because I didn't want to put you face to face with Sheetal again, especially after yesterday's events. And I certainly didn't want to go near her myself, after the way it had hurt you. But do you know what I think now?"

Again Khushi didn't reply, and so he carried on, "I want us to go there tomorrow. You know why? Because I want another chance Khushi."

"I want another chance to prove to you that Sheetal doesn't matter. Only you do. And as much as I want to do this between just us, you have to admit that no matter how many times I repeat to you in words, how much you mean to me, you won't trust me 100% until I actually show it to you in actions."

Though Khushi didn't let any emotion show on her face, she admitted to herself that what he was saying did make sense.

"And for that, I need Sheetal around. So that I can prove to you that even with Sheetal around, you don't ever have to feel insecure or jealous because my eyes are only for you. Khushi, Sheetal doesn't matter to me. She never has. In fact, even these brotherly feelings I had for her, only came about because of you. I loved her as a sister after seeing the way she cared for you. I felt indebted to her because in one of my darkest moments, she urged me to find my light, which is you. Don't you see Khushi? Whatever I feel for Sheetal, is merely a shadow of my love for you. It came about as a result of my feelings for you. And if that affection is hurting you, my love, so much, then I don't need it in my life."

"And I need you to give me a chance to show you that Khushi. And for that we need to go to Sheetal's house tomorrow," he said, searching her eyes.

"But I promise you, if you still don't want to go, then we won't. It's totally your decision Khushi."

As much as Khushi didn't want to go, Arnav's words made sense. Even she wanted this hesitance between them to be demolished. She didn't want to have to be scared of being hurt by Arnav every time. She wanted their relationship to be free, like it was before. With full on trust and no doubts. And she knew this was only possible if, like Arnav said, he got a chance to prove that to her in actions, while Sheetal was around too.

Khushi sighed, her decision made, though with a lot of reluctance.

Although Khushi didn't express her decision to him in words, Arnav understood her silence just as well.

Knowing that she was even more distressed than she was letting on, he tried to soothe her worried heart.

He cupped her face with one hand, before saying, "Khushi I know you hate this, and you're probably dreading tomorrow, and it's all my fault." He paused, hating himself for having created this whole situation in the first place. "But Khushi, I can assure you this much – I'll make sure that after tomorrow, Sheetal will be out of our lives once and for all. This is ASR's promise to his girl," he said, with conviction.

Khushi looked up at him with surprise.

Smiling, he said, "Khushi, don't look so surprised. I mean it when I say you are my life now. Nothing and no one else matters. Only you do. If the presence of Sheetal is bothering you so much, then we will get rid of her presence in our lives forever." He stroked her cheeks tenderly as he gazed at her, love shining in his eyes.

"What changed?" Khushi breathed, looking at him in awe. "Until yesterday afternoon you were arguing with me over Sheetal, trying to make me see how harmless she is. And now... You're ready to take her out of our lives completely...?" she asked, genuinely confused. She didn't doubt Arnav when he said that she was his life, and that he loved her. But she was just confused by this sudden change of thought in Arnav overnight...

Arnav looked almost guilty when he answered, "Ummm... Actually... When I saw you with Akash today..." Seeing Khushi lift her eyebrows, he rushed to continue, "I wasn't jealous – in fact it felt natural. But... in that moment, for some reason I asked myself if I'd react the same way if he felt for you in a different way... And just the mere thought... angered me so much, and I knew that if any man dared to hug you with other intentions then I wouldn't hesitate to break that man's arms. Bone. By. Bone." He gritted his teeth, anger flashing in his eyes just thinking of such a scenario.

Khushi shivered hearing the ruthlessness in his voice – that too for a man who didn't even exist now.

She turned her body so that she was lying on her back now, as she cupped his face, feeling him instantly relax at her touch.

"And that's when I realised what you must have gone through when you saw me and Sheetal in that position yesterday. I'd known that you must have gone through a lot of pain and anger seeing me with her, but... Only today, in that one moment of thought, did I actually feel what you must have felt."

"I'm sorry Khushi," he said sincerely, leaning into her palm on his cheek. "I'm really really sorry. For every single time I've ever hurt you. I'm so sorry." He placed a kiss on her forehead.

And then he was placing soft, tender kisses all over her face, repeating, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

When there seemed to be no end to his stream of apologies, Khushi decided it was time to truly forgive and forget.

She knew that he was truly repenting for what he'd done now. Not that he wasn't sincere before. But when a person puts themselves in another person's shoes, that's when they can truly understand what that person has gone through and what they had been feeling. And Khushi knew that today, Arnav had finally done that. He had put himself in her shoes and he had finally understood the true depth of her feelings – the pain, the hurt, the anger... everything.

What else did Khushi need now for her to trust him? She already knew that Arnav would never do anything to hurt her intentionally. And she knew now that he would never hurt her with Sheetal or any other girl ever again, because he now knew how it felt himself. And after this he would never make that mistake again. She was sure of it.

Arnav was still showering with kisses and apologies, and when he was about to kiss her cheek, she turned her head and caught his lips with hers.

She kissed him softly, telling him it was okay... That he was forgiven... That everything would be alright between them now...

Arnav had been so surprised the kiss that he didn't actually respond for a few moments.

But then when he felt her lips move against his so gently, with so much love, he couldn't hold himself back either.

He kissed her back, channelling all his love into that kiss, almost worshipping her...

As they both rejoiced in their reunion, they delved deeper into each other, and soon their gentle love had turned into fiery passion.

Tongues duelled and fought for dominance while they gripped onto each other madly.

When they were out of breath they pulled apart only for Arnav to start placing kisses all over her neck, eliciting moans from Khushi.

He sucked and licked her, while grabbing her hair roughly with one hand and squeezing her waist with the other.

And Khushi was no less, whenever she found a gap she pulled up Arnav's face so she could shower his face and neck with kisses.

Both were so lost in their haze of passion that they didn't even realise that they were crossing boundaries they hadn't before.

Wanting to get closer to Arnav, Khushi ripped his shirt apart with one pull, sending the buttons flying across the across the room.

Arnav was busy feasting on her neck when all of a sudden he was on his back and Khushi was straddling him.

Not even giving him a chance to register anything, Khushi cupped his face with both her hands as she took his lips into a searing kiss again.

When Arnav's hands came up to hold her, she grabbed them and pinned them back on the pillow, on either side of Arnav's head, as she continued to kiss him with unadulterated passion.

It wouldn't have taken Arnav even a second to break Khushi's hold on his hands and take things into his control, but he wanted to let her explore him the way she wanted. After all he was hers, just the way she was his. And he always loved seeing the bold, possessive side of her that didn't hesitate to take whatever she wanted from him.

He clenched his fists as Khushi started placing kisses all over his chest, testing his patience. She grazed his nipples ever so slightly with her teeth, making him groan out in pleasure, "Khushi!"

Encouraged by his moans, she continued to place numerous kisses and love bites all over his chest, claiming him as hers.

As she rained her kisses on him, she went further and further down, and when she started getting dangerously close to the waistband of his trousers, unable to control any more, Arnav swore, "F**kkk Khushi!" And with that he pulled her face up roughly to kiss her as lust and passion rushed in his veins with a force that almost shook him.

With one swift move, Khushi was lying beneath him on the bed with the upper half of her kurta torn open through the middle.

Both were so lost in moment that they couldn't feel or think of anything except for the need to own each other.

Arnav kissed, sucked, and licked every inch of Khushi's neck and shoulders, leaving not even a millimetre untouched. As he moved lower and lower towards her chest, Khushi's moans grew louder and louder as she dug her nails into Arnav's back, while his need grew larger and larger.

Arnav was fully ravishing her when his lips brushed against her nipple accidentally while kissing her, bringing them both crashing back to Earth.

Both of them froze.

'Sh*t!' was the first thought that hit Arnav when he realised how far they'd gone.

So... What do you guys think? Do you think maybe another problem is coming up between arshi, after going just a little too far while loving each other?

Please like/comment and let me know how it was. I know this wasn't the best update because it was so short so some might have complaints, and so constructive criticism is also welcome. Your response is my motivation...


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