The Royal Fling - Part 54

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Chapter 54

Shantivan 

Daadi was busy arranging the stuff from the list which their Priest had specifically asked to collate before the baby shower ceremony.

“No one really bothers what I am doing. If I even need help or not. I have three Bahu’s and none of them are available for me ever” Daadi muttered to herself.

Payal and Anjali were at the other side of the room, discussing with the Designer which Saree Payal should wear on her big day when they heard Daadi grumbling.

“I will go help her” Payal was about to get up but Anjali stopped her.

“It’s your big day and you shouldn’t be stressing out. Let me help that old lady” Anjali got up. “I really wonder how Anamika does it all for Daadi”

Payal nodded acknowledging the same. Anamika was the only woman who had assisted Daadi in all her tasks without complains. As Anjali made her way to Daadi, Payal couldn’t help recall how Anjali was doing her level best to look after her. Anjali had accompanied her and Akash to her doctor’s visits as well. She ensured to remind Payal every day of her medicines. She even made the servants cook some healthy dishes for Payal which could benefit the baby and her. And moreover, she always took Payal for a small walk in the garden area and they talked like real sisters. Whatever Payal had heard about Anjali, about her arrogance and taunting nature, it proved all wrong. She was not the woman she pretended to be for others. She just as ordinary as her and Khushi and had just one dream. To become a mother. Payal prayed her wish comes true someday because that woman really deserved to be a mother. It would change that couple’s lives for good.

“Daadi, tell me how can I help?” Anjali sat on the couch, next to Daadi.

“I don’t need your help. Last time I took your assistance, you made me work double. All the packets you packed had the wrong gifts”

Anjali rolled her eyes.

“I have no interest to do this petty work but I am doing this for Payal and her baby. It’s their celebration and I really want to contribute”

Daadi noticed the frown on Anjali’s face and she couldn’t help but grin.

“Your efforts for this celebration haven’t gone unnoticed by me, Anjali. I am proud of you. Not every woman of your caliber would like to participate in such homely tasks”

Anjali took the list from Daadi’s hand and started checking the items.

“God will grant your wish very soon” Daadi lovingly palmed Anjali’s cheek. “God knows I always remind him this in my prayers”

Anjali was stunned. Daadi had never shown this affection to her. They were like two hot-headed women who wanted to accomplish things their own way. This pampering was new.

“There he comes” Daadi said staring at Shyam who just returned from his political meet. “Go, see if he needs anything. Spend some time with him”

Anjali laughed heartily at that comment.

“I didn’t say anything out of the world” Daadi snapped.

“I know what you meant by asking me to spend time with my husband. Don’t worry old woman, we are too good in spending ample of time like that. But that’s not enough. And right now, this work is more important than me and Shyam locking ourselves in the bedroom”

Daadi glared at her for explaining so detailly. She had seen Anjali opening up towards the family members and assisting them willingly these days. It was a good change and she liked it too.

“You are such a naughty woman having no control on your words”

“It was a purely woman talk and I enjoyed it. Didn’t you?” Anjali replied.

Daadi hide her blush.

“Enough of your nonsense now. Keep checking the list and let me know if we missed anything”


Anjali giggled and continued her task.


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Mumbai – Club


“It worked” Khushi said to Avni as they stepped inside the club and were instantly guided to the VIP area on the 3rd floor. Seemed liked their husbands had taken passes for the VIP section and planned to utilize all the facilities of this Club royally.

“Indeed. The brothers have united” Avni replied.

“I didn’t expect them to come here by the way”

“Then you don’t know anything about their naughty past” Avni answered. “These two had their share of fun time boozing and dancing in their free time”

Now that shocked Khushi. She couldn’t imagine her husband doing any of that publicly.

“Are you serious?” she reconfirmed.

“How do you think I met Aman?”

Khushi was curious and Avni didn’t hide that incident.

Few years ago

It was a dark night but the loud music had wiped off the silence around her. She had a short fight with her father regarding her further studies abroad. She had completed her graduation just one month ago and wanted to polish her knowledge and skills in hacking and spy work. It was her dream to learn the spy art. But as usual her father wanted her to pursue some decent course and had even planned to send her abroad to one of her aunt.

“Avni, look at that guy. He is so hot” Shobha, her friend pointed out to the VIP section of this new club which was recently inaugurated in the city.

He was tall, handsome and insanely hot. She was attracted to him the minute their eyes met. And the feeling was mutual, she could say that because he had paused his action of drinking.

“Oh God, don’t look at them” Preeti interrupted. “They are Royal brothers”

“Royals?” Avni asked curiously.

“Yes. They own the entire town and have connections to all political, business and celebrity world. The more you stay away from such people, the better it would be for your own self”

“Doesn’t seem like he wants to stay away from us” Shobha answered as she saw Aman heading towards them.

“Oh lord. I am off to the washroom” Preeti hurried away.

“I should also move” Shobha teased. “He seems interested in you.. bye”

“Shobha.. wait” Avni was about to follow her friends but he blocked her way.

“Hi gorgeous”

Avni held her breath. He was taller by few inches and his devilish grin was to die for.

“Let me go to my friends”

“I haven’t stopped you” he raised his arms clearing her way. “But.. I suppose they left you for me”

Avni rolled her eyes.

“Since when did the Royals fall shortage of women? Look around you. There are plenty of them needing your attention. Spare me”

Her bold replies blew his mind.

“I like that…” he teased. “Thanks for the offer Miss?”

“Avni.. Avni Sen”

She never intended to reveal her real name but she couldn’t lie to him. Not when he was so desperate to have her.

“Avni…I am Aman Singh Raizada. Hope we will meet again”

He raised her arm and kissed the back of her palm. Avni was tough nut to crack but his gesture made her legs wobbly. And though he left her alone that night, they kept meeting coincidently again and again, finally falling in each other’s love.

“Wow.. These Royals” Khushi mumbled. “They always have their own way to get a woman, don’t they?”

“Not every woman..” Avni argued. “Just the right one”

They both giggled proudly for being that right woman in their respective Royal’s life and stepped out of the elevator at the VIP area.

“Girls are back” Aman raised himself from the couch and greeted Avni with a bone crushing hug. Khushi kept walking ahead to her husband who watched her like he would eat her the moment she reaches him.

“How was the shopping?” Arnav made his wife sit beside him on the leather couch.

“Very interesting. I bought so many gifts for Payal”

“What did you buy for my wife?” his finger grazed her cheeks, making her skin burn by his slow gestures.

“I have everything I ever wanted” she leaned closer and kissed his chin.

The strong smell of the alcohol hit her and she pulled away.

“You are drunk?”

“Brothers are celebrating their union again” Arnav replied coolly.

“You happy now?” she palmed his face.

Arnav gave a quick glance to Aman who was still holding Avni in his arms and talking to her at some distance away.

“Very..” he pulled his wife closer and kissed her nose.

“Khushi” Avni reached them. “Let the men drink. How about we dance?”

Khushi could sense something wrong between the couple instantly. She could read Avni was purposely putting distance between her and Aman and hence wanted Khushi to participate in her play.

“Why not?” Khushi raised herself but Arnav grabbed her waist, holding her to his body.

“We invited you both here to enjoy with us not dance privately” Arnav debated.

“Oh really?” Avni sighed. “I thought you already have company”

Khushi looked at the other corner to know why Avni said that. Her eyes darted out seeing three women, hardly dressed making the drinks for the Royals and dancing alongside the pole which was exclusively only for the VIP members to watch. No wonder Avni was mad at Aman. But Khushi was beyond that stage. Though she was sure Arnav wouldn’t even look at these women, the thought of him surrounded by such half-naked women infuriated her.

“Let’s go” Khushi dragged Avni along with her to the dance floor.

“Bhai.. stop them”

Arnav sipped his drink as a smirk crept on his lips. His wife was jealous and she looked even hot when she was mad at him.

Avni and Khushi joined the dance floor. None of the two had any interest in dancing though. But they grooved with the music.

“I told you.. These Royals are…” Avni wanted to scream in anger but she didn’t. “They are coming” she added turning her back to Aman and Arnav.

“I knew they would” Khushi bit her lip. “They have no interest in others… but us”

Aman snaked his arms around Avni from behind. She tried to get off his grip but he probably whispered something in her ears which drowned her back in his web. Khushi blushed seeing them dancing together again. Where was her man? She turned around and saw her husband talking to a random woman. Damm!! He should have come to her and instead he was busy wasting his time with other girls? How dare he? But this time instead of walking away, she went to him. She almost barged between him and the woman and cupping his face, kissed him brutally. The girl was embarrassed but she soon realized Arnav already had a date and backed off. Arnav wrapped his arms around his wife and kissed her back with the same intense passion. Her kiss was infectious. Though they pulled away for air, not for more than a couple of seconds. The dancing lights had kept them secluded from exposure and even if thousands of people gawked at them for being so shameless in the open, Khushi didn’t care. He was hers! Tonight, and forever. They danced for few minutes, in each other’s arms, away from the prying eyes of the public.

“That was quite a show you put tonight” he gave her a wicked smile.

“I was marking whats mine”

“I am yours” he seized the opportunity for her to speak and kissed her again. Khushi realized she had other plans tonight and she had already set it all up before heading to the Club.

“Take me home” she demanded as their eyes met again.

“Now? But Aman and Avni are..”

“Avni knows I am taking you home” she said wiping the marks of her lipstick from his lips and chin.

“I won’t be asking this again, Mr. Royal Singh Raizada” she clutched his Shirt and brought him closer to her face. “And you might lose a lot if you don’t take me home right now”



It looked like a threatening but the one with a sweet warning too at the end. He held her hand and took her out.

“I am driving” she said stopping by the same red car which he had gifted her this morning.

“No”

She snatched the keys from him.

“I never asked”

She opened the door and settled inside taking the wheels.

Arnav was astounded by her dominating capabilities and for some reasons he loved it.

“Seatbelt” she mocked. “I like you all fastened” she added in a humorous tone.

Arnav bit the insides of his cheek to suppress his rising desires.

“Never seen this side of yours”

“You will see a lot tonight” she started the engine and drove them home.

Though she drove safely and there was an urgency for them to reach home, Arnav still couldn’t keep his hands off his wife. He kept stroking her arm, her thigh and she literally had to grip the wheel to keep the car steady on the road.


“Stop it” she brushed off his fingers which tickled her exposed skin of her thigh.

“That’s what happens when you don’t let your love-sick husband drive” he teased.

He was punishing her and she loved it.

“If you don’t stop touching me right now, you will miss the surprise I have for you there” she warned.

“What surprise?” he withdrew his arm from her body.

“No guesses.. No hints.. You will know soon sweetheart” she blew him a flying kiss.

Arnav leaned back on his seat, leisurely. She was up for something and he couldn’t wait to know.



To be Continued.


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“You proposed me for marriage?” she came to the point.

“Yes” he kept typing.

“Why?”

Her heart pounded in her ears. This man was serious of the proposal, yet he behaved like it meant nothing.

“Why?” he asked sarcastically. His fingers paused from typing the keys on the laptop. “Why people marry?”

“I don’t know, you tell me” she snapped. “People in my world marry because they want companionship and love. But I don’t see you like me and the word love is surely not in your dictionary I suppose”

He got up from his chair and circled the desk.

“In my world, Miss Sinha” he exclaimed. “People marry for status and lifelong financial security, which I am ready to share with you”

His thoughts on marriage annoyed her.

“Then I don’t think we fit each other. Our worlds are like two opposite poles apart” she removed the pearl necklace box he sent her along with the card and placed it on the table aside. “Please give this to someone who is ready to sacrifice her dignity for the sake of Status and luxury. I don’t need it”

She turned around to leave, but he stopped her by his sharp words.

“I haven’t seen a fool like you so far”

She frowned. A fitting reply was right on her lips, but the ring on her phone intervened their argument.

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