The Royal Fling - Part 51

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Chapter 51


“Pre-planned??” Arnav grunted. “You are lying. I have seen the investigation report. It never mentioned about the brake fail”

“That’s because someone powerful has paid the cops enough to keep this a secret” Avni replied.

Arnav Singh Raizada fisted his fingers. Who can do this?


“Someone is targeting the Raizada Royals for something big” she added.


Arnav couldn’t ignore that theory because being Royals and having that kind of powerful influence in the society meant they had enemies more than allies.

“Akash’s abduction, Aman’s accident could all be related to one person” Avni shared her suspicion.

“I have the best spies to trace such threats Avni” Arnav mentioned. “It is impossible that they couldn’t sense this but you”
“That’s because they are not attached to your family Arnav Singh Raizada. They are mere employees whom you pay to do work and it wouldn’t matter to them if anything happens. But that’s not my case. I am deeply attached to Aman and if anyone hurts him, I will not sit quiet. That’s exactly why none of your detectives deduced what I have. You have a mole either in Shantivan or in your business front. Someone who wants to destroy your family. We have to find out that person before he targets the next”

Avni was right.


“Pack your stuff” he declared. “We have to leave”

“Leave?”

She didn’t get a reply because Arnav Singh Raizada dialed Angad’s number and gave him some specific instructions. She heard him asking Angad to come here. When he hung up, she strode to him furiously.

“You cannot share this address with anyone. It’s my den. I don’t want your men around here”

“Not all.. just a few.. Angad and some best trained professionals who can take up this work further” he answered.

“What?” she groaned. “This is my work… I won’t let anyone sneak into my devices and..”

“Miss Sen” Arnav grunted. “This is no more your silly work now. It’s beyond that and much dangerous for you to handle it alone. Besides, in your absence, someone has to keep this place secure and also continue the spying”

She realized the point.

“In my absence? Where am I going?”

“Not just you… We” he replied.

Avni was not very pleased with the idea that she would have to travel somewhere with Arnav Singh Raizada.

“Where?”

“You will know”

He made his way out to make another call.


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Same Night

Aman Singh Raizada was at the Park Hotel with his friends, dining when he saw Avni walking towards him from the other side. He was stunned to see her in Mumbai. He immediately excused himself and strode to her.

“Avni… what… what are you doing here?” he clutched her forearms. She didn’t utter a word. “I get it… you finally took off for me and came here to surprise me, didn’t you?”

He embraced her but she still didn’t speak.

“I missed you so much…” he kissed her forehead and when she didn’t say anything, he realized something was wrong. He then looked behind her and saw his brother Arnav Singh Raizada standing elegantly in his casual outfit, staring at them.

“Arnav got me here” Avni finally spoke moving aside. She had no clue until she sat in the jet with Arnav Singh Raizada that they were going to Mumbai. He hadn’t spoken a word to her about Aman. After landing, he drove her to this Hotel and asked her to get inside. That’s when she saw Aman and his friends dining together and understood what Arnav wanted to check. He wanted to test if Aman recognizes her and it would confirm that Aman was acting all these days about his memory loss. Though Avni didn’t wanted to participate in this play, she had no choice. It was too late as Aman had already seen her.

Aman took a step back noticing his brother advancing towards them. Arnav clapped mocking Aman’s sudden hesitation in meeting his eyes further.

“You should have tried acting instead of direction, Aman.. You outdid your performance of memory loss” Arnav muttered.

Aman stood frozen.

“2 years” Arnav growled. “You stayed away from the family.. from me? I don’t recall a single day you liked being away from anyone of us.”

“You” Aman pointed at him. “You made me do that. You pushed me away Bhai.. You gave me a reason to hate you”

Arnav gritted his teeth.

“For a woman, Aman? You broke ties with me because of a woman? Families don’t work that way”

Aman looked down in pain.

“Everyone believed you were dead… I was the only one who still hoped to see you alive someday. Was our bond so weak that you broke it for a woman?”

“Love” Aman snapped. “I chose my love over your baseless pride. And you would have done the same for Khushi had you been in my place”

“No” Arnav shouted. “I would have fought with my brother till my last breath but never abandoned him when he needed me the most. You became selfish Aman”

“Fine.. I was selfish.. And I am still the same. I would always choose Avni over anyone else in this world. You heard that?”

Arnav felt his throat choke. He nodded. Aman instantly felt guilty seeing Arnav’s moist eyes. But before he could do anything to rectify, Arnav’s gaze diverted to Avni.

“You will drive him to the Villa and stay there until my further commands”

Avni shook her head in approval.

“What Villa?” Aman turned to Avni while Arnav left the hotel. “And where the hell is he going?”

“Aman…” she sighed. “We need to talk”

“We do, because I really want to know how Arnav found you and why are you both here?”

“Can we just drive to the Villa first? We will be safe there”


She held his hand and dragged him out where a posh car was waiting to drive them away.

Aman had no clue but he quickly messaged his friends something urgent had come up and he had to leave.


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Khushi was just out from the Shower and still in the robe when a message buzzed on her phone. She fastened the ends of the robe and checked the message which was from Arnav.

“Open the door”

Khushi frowned. Since morning she had sent him a few messages and even called him up but he responded to none. She wondered what kept him so busy that he had no time for his wife? And now, he wanted her to open the door because he might have sent a sorry card, flowers or ordered her favorite dinner. She didn’t want any of them… she wanted him!! She bit her lip curbing her desires and opened the door as told.

Her jaw dropped as she saw her husband standing at her apartment door. He had a faint smile playing on his lips. He looked messed up yet the glint in his eyes showed she was his only solace.

“Ar… rrr….nav?”

She wanted to jump on him but controlled her hormones.

“What are you doing here in Mumbai? And.. why didn’t you tell me? I would have… I would have come to pick you.”

“Will you ask me everything here or let me inside the house too?”

“Oh.. sorry.. come in”

She moved away letting him in her small apartment. He scanned the place quickly while she locked the door. The moment their gazes met again; she felt an electric jolt in the pit of her stomach. There was passion written all over his face.

“Come here” he stretched his arm for her and the next second, Khushi was in his embrace. It felt warm. She couldn’t believe he was really here. They stood holding each other for some time until she pulled away to ask.

“What is my Royal husband doing in Mumbai?”

Reality struck again and he decided to share it with his wife as well.

“Anamika is Avni… Avni Sen” he informed.

Khushi’s arms loosened around him as Arnav narrated the entire scenario, right from how he unraveled Anamika’s real identity, then all the revelations she made related to Aman’s accident, how they both travelled to Mumbai and the most important one – Aman remembers the past. Arnav told her everything. By now, Khushi and Arnav were sitting on the couch, next to each other.

“Aman was acting?” Khushi stated.

Arnav leaned back exhausted pondering over these incidents.

“Arnav… where is Avni and Aman now?”

“I have bought a Villa here in Mumbai. I don’t want Aman to stay in his rented apartment having no security. Whoever is after our family, until he is caught, Aman and you will stay under my scrutiny”

Khushi sighed.

“This apartment is safe. I can stay here and this place is quite near to my sets”

“This topic is closed for discussions Mrs. Khushi Singh Raizada”

Khushi bit her lip sharply.

“Fine, let me get you something to drink”

She got up but he clutched her wrist and made her sit on his lap.

“My drink is here” his thumb grazed her lip and, in few seconds, it was replaced by his lips.

His kiss was like a promise to keep her safe from every trouble and every pain. When his fingers played with the knot of her robe, she exhaled in a rush.


“I thought we were learning to walk, before run” she mumbled.

Arnav understood her hint. It was hard not to touch her beyond this. He stroked the pads of his thumbs over her flushed cheeks.

“You are irresistible sweetheart”

She snaked her arms around his neck, their noses touched.

“I love when you praise me”

He brushed her soft hair, rubbing their noses again and then pecked her lips.

“If we don’t stop this… we might have to run” he teased.

Khushi’s lips pressed into a thin line. He put her down and gave a gentle pat to her back.

“Get me something to eat. I am starving”

“Right away” she pinched his cheeks and hurried inside.

Khushi hardly stocked any groceries in this apartment considering her irregular and unplanned visits here. But this time she had instructed Millie to load a few veggies and sauces. She quickly kept the pasta for boiling and got dressed into her usual night suit. Arnav meanwhile made a few calls from the living room. She chopped some veggies and the pasta was ready in 30 minutes.


“It looks delicious” he took his bowl from her hand. She sat next to him, flipping the channels on the TV.

“How was your Audition?”

“Good. The channel will make some decision in next 2 days. And if I am in, then I will also have to shoot the promo before I can head back to Shantivan with you”

Arnav mentally made a note of that. He had to carefully plan her security.

“Besides I have stuff to shop for Payal’s baby shower. Now that you are here, we can do this together” she happily stated.

Arnav nodded but was more engrossed in eating.

“You love pasta?” she enquired. “Or I assume you were very very hungry”

Arnav was done eating. He finished the pasta and kept the bowl away.

“My wife’s first dish for me.. just me.. how could I not relish it?”

Khushi hadn’t realized this until he pointed out. Despite staying in Shantivan, she had hardly cooked.

“I am not very good at cooking”

“Doesn’t matter. It was the best pasta I have ever eaten”

She felt shy. There was so much love in the look he gave. She willingly sat on his lap and fed him some more pasta from her bowl.

“Don’t make me so much full that I can’t eat you tonight”

Khushi’s hands shivered.

“What are your devious plans Mr. Royal Raizada?”

Arnav realized she had finished eating and hence he gently put her bowl away and pulled her closer.

“I know we promised to learn walking before running” he kissed the tips of her fingers. “But how about Brisk walking?”

Khushi’s mind went wild. His fingers dug deep onto her waist, drawing her even closer.

“Arnav..” she gasped. Her heart rate sped up. His devilish grin made her squirm on his lap. And before it could turn into more, his phone rang. He checked the caller ID and decided not to miss it. Khushi kept waiting anxiously for him to finish. Arnav didn’t speak… he just heard from the other person and disconnected the call.

“I will show you the Villa tomorrow. And for the next two days, me and Avni will stay with you and Aman” he declared.

“Hmm” she agreed. “I am very thrilled to meet Avni Sen. Not to forget.. she had spiked my drink in Bali.. I was so high that night.. Remember?”

Arnav smirked.

“Did you really change my dress that night?” she shyly asked.

Arnav let out a soft chuckle.

“No. I asked an old lady staff from that hotel to do it. She was too kind to lend me this help”

Khushi frowned but her face glowed with praises.

“But now…” he pinched her cheeks. “I regret”

She patted his chest gently.

“Shut up..”

“Then shut me up…” he commanded and she obliged. Their lips met again and this time it felt like for eternity.



To be Continued.


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