Rabba Ishq Naa Hove - Season 3 - Part 4

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Chapter 4


Khushi’s POV

Six years back.


It’s a boring party though I like the attention I am getting from all the boys. But I am like a forbidden fruit to them. I’m hardly 21, but according to my father that’s not the age when I can mingle with boys. Like seriously? I am tired of his protectiveness. I want to explore life, do something which can make me happy. But all this is just a dream now. Probably in a few years Dad wouldn’t mind getting me married to one of the man from his business circle and I’ll be shifted from Dad’s cage to his. What is my future? Only becoming a house wife and attending to every needs of my husband and his family? Huh!! I am not made for that kind of lifestyle. I keep strolling in the party, ignoring the attention of these boring guys who haven’t stopped ogling at me. They are all handsome and cute but the one who has picked my interest is the man who works for my father… Arnav Singh Raizada. That name always stirs something in my body… He’s beyond handsome.. caring… and I know he also likes me a lot.. But he has never mustered that courage to even gawk at me openly and that’s because he thinks I am too good for him. That I am.. At least my class wise. He is a struggling man, hardly a few years elder to me, trying to build his career under my father’s guidance.

Every time I went in Dad’s office to get my pocket money or show him the stuff I shopped, I never failed to give a thorough attention towards Arnav who only stole a few glances and continued his work. I liked his sincerity, his honesty but poor Arnav he doesn't know these qualities will not help him grow rich like my father. For that he has to get into the dirt.. and do things that’s against his soul.


“Hello Khushi,” Shanaya, my father’s friends daughter greets me. I hate her. She is two years older to me.

“Hey” I fake a smile.

“What are you doing here? Where is your boyfriend?”


I never had boyfriend just a few crushes and just like always when my father got to know, he shooed them off and they never returned.


“Don’t tell me you have no boyfriend yet. Look at me.. I am on boyfriend number… umm..” she giggles. “I don’t even remember.”


I roll my eyes and try to walk away but she follows me.

“I pity you.. There is so much in this world to explore and you can’t.. Thank God my father is not like yours. I am given every freedom I need.. No one cares..”


I keep serving myself some food in the plate so that she takes the cue and leaves me alone but she continues ranting..

“You would never know what it means to kiss a man… to steal a few touches and let him explore you like you are his only piece of joy..”


Goosebumps erupt on my skin at the temptation of wanting a man like that. She laughs seeing my flushed face.

“Poor you, Khushi. Anyways… Good luck with being single.. I’m sneaking out of this party. My boyfriend is waiting out for me. Bye little girl.”


She touches my cheeks and I shove her off not liking she treating me like a small girl. I try to eat but I am suddenly not hungry at all. So I push the plate away and walk out to breathe some fresh air. That’s when I hear a few muffled voices from the back side. I don’t want to sneak but the curiosity in me makes me do that and I see Shanaya and her boyfriend making out in the backseat of a car. God!! The way he is touching her makes me jealous. I turn around and hurry back inside. Suddenly the thought of wanting something similar which every girl at my age might be experiencing except me fills my head. I want to feel that way too but I know I can’t take the risk of being with the boys who look at me like they don’t mind tearing off every fabric I wear. That’s risky. I need someone who I can have a control on and the only one who fits in that category was Arnav Singh Raizada.


I instantly knew I was safe with him. That he wouldn’t hurt me and I don’t have to worry if he was close to me. for some strange reason I trusted him and it was that night that I decided to pursue him for experiencing what I desperately wanted to know.. The next few days I gave more attention to Arnav whenever he was around my father. Poor him, he was confused and he looked even more hot. Did he have a girlfriend already? That thought made me jealous but I tried not to overthink.


Days passed to week and the way Arnav treated me, like not letting me drink much at parties where my father took me along.. or always ensuring to ask me if I ate my dinner whereas my father didn’t even bother to check on that made me like him more. I started to fake things soon like headaches, leg sprain and stomach ache so that Arnav always helps me to get back to the car, or my room if he was home and once.. he even carried me to my bedroom only because I lied my ankle had sprain. I felt like a princess in his arms.. His touch ignited me and the silly me had already planned that he would be the man I would give my first kiss to.


The next weeks I started going to Dad’s office frequently telling him I like spending time at his workplace seeing people work for him. He didn’t mind and whenever he was off to conferences, I used to bother Arnav who would work in my dad’s cabin. Once I asked Arnav to teach Microsoft excel and while doing so, I slipped and fell on his lap. We had our moment when we just gazed at each other and I stroked his hair tendrils away from him forehead. I could see he was equally disturbed by my body like I was with his.. I loved the attention he gave me and it didn’t scare me at all.


The next day, when I tried sitting on his lap without a reason, Arnav stopped me.


“You should stop doing this, Khushi. I work for your father. I don’t want to lose his trust.”


I was angry that he was rejecting my attention which I gave to none but him. And I didn’t want all my attempts so far to fail so I cupped his face and pecked his lips that day. He was horrified and I was proud I could muster that courage to do so. His full lips against my soft ones had created havoc in my body.


“I love you Arnav,” I lied.


Love was a very deep word and I was very sure what I felt for Arnav was just attraction and a curiosity to learn a male species. I didn’t had any other feelings for him apart from that yet I liked him.. A lot.. He was a great guy.. .gentleman..


He didn’t respond to me that time neither I waited for his response. The next few days he ignored me and when I approached him again after much excuses he told me I should stay away from him because he wasn’t of our status. I laughed. Because he was right but that day I also told him that I wasn’t very class conscious and no matter how much he ignored me I would still chase him. Because the truth was, I wanted him.


Then came the night when I got a taste of him.. Finally.. To be precise the simple taste of his touch on my body. It was another party which my father couldn’t skip and Arnav was also with him. I was as usual bored and wanted to get back home so I played a trick. I told Dad I wasn’t feeling well and asked him if he can send someone to drop me back home. Since Dad only trusted Arnav he agreed to send Arnav with me. Arnav couldn’t deny and hence we drove back home. It was only when we were in the car driving back home, I told him I lied about my headache and he was shocked. I had expected that out of him. I asked him to stop the car and the next moment, I stroked his cheeks. He was a handsome man. These days he was the only one I dreamt of and for some reason I wouldn’t mind dating him if he could show some courage to do that. I was too young to think of a proper commitment with him.. At least not until I knew what it felt like to be with him as his girlfriend. And if everything really went well, I might even think of spending the rest of my life with this man provided my father approves of him and also doesn't devoid me from his property and money because I can’t sustain my entire life with Arnav’s earnings for sure.


I knew my father loved me a lot and I could convince him if I really wanted Arnav and Arnav only. The mere thought of Arnav and me together.. made me blush and I couldn’t resist unbuckling my seatbelt and then I straddled on his lap.


“Khushi?” His voice told me he was controlling himself hard from giving up.

“Sshhh… You know what I just thought?” I asked, cupping his handsome face. “I just thought what if you and I… live together. forever.. Will you like that Arnav?”


He was puzzled at first.

“Don’t deny please. I really like you..” I literally begged and that undid him.. He scooped me in his arms and kissed my forehead.

“You have no idea how much I love you…” he said and all my senses tickled. Whatever feelings he had for me were decent.


The next instant, I smashed my lips with his and he kissed me slowly like he wanted to enjoy the moment. I was in no hurry either. This was bliss. The kiss soon turned to making out and I urged him to touch me where it ached me the most… between my legs.. Arnav was unsure if he had to go that far but when I practically held his hand and pushed him where I needed it.. he obliged. It felt like heaven..


The sharp noise of the door banging breaks my trance. I am still in the bedroom where Arnav left me few hours ago. His words still echo in my ears


“Fooling a man that you love him and then ditching him at the last moment is practical for you?”


“Do you let anyone touch you intimately, even if you don’t love him? Because if that’s what you do, then I did the worst thing by marrying a woman like you.”

I know now on what context he said me those.. Six years ago, I literally gave him the feeling that I loved him when all I was trying to do was just being playful. But that was the only night when he had touched me so intimately and kissed me a few times. Can he be this dark and hate me for my one lie? Or am I missing anything? The door knocks again and I angrily march to open it.


It’s Suman, my assistant who takes care of my routine here in Arnav’s house.

“Ma’am. The designer and the stylist are here to dress you up for the wedding reception.”


I swallow angrily not wanting to attend any party. But since my father told he needs some time to figure out how to remove me from this mess, I have no choice but to do as Arnav wanted. That was the only way I could sustain my stay here. I ask her to send them in my room. Suman leaves.


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In a stunning black gown, with real silver lace and diamonds studded at the neckline I look no less than a Princess. My hair is tied into a fancy bun with only two streaks of my hair left loose on my face. Arnav has sent me diamond bracelet and a pair of black heels. He really has taken care of my choice and the kind of money he has spent in adoring me tonight, I don’t think even my father would have spent this much for a party.


“Where is this party Suman?” I ask my assistant after giving myself a go through in the mirror.

“It’s in the Taj hotel Ma’am. Sir will send his car to pick you.”

“Oh..”


The sudden questions about how Arnav became so rich starts haunting me again.

“Since how long have you worked with him?” I ask Suman who smiles.

“Not very long Ma’am. Only a few months. He is a great man. He gave me a job without even asking for any experience. And he pays me well enough to feed my family.”


I want to know more when another servant comes up and tells the car is ready. I make my way down and soon get inside the car. I am taken to the Taj hotel and I have no clue what I have to do. Who all are invited and what will I speak to them? The car halts and I am escorted to one of the finest party of this town. I can’t believe Arnav threw such a lavish wedding reception for us. Dad was right. He has become a lot rich and I still can’t wait to know what he did to reach here?


People I don’t even know keep on wishing me but my eyes keep looking for Arnav. That’s when I see him with another beautiful woman. Standing.. very close to her… The woman is almost around his age… bold.. beautiful and she has a dimpled smile which can lure any man.. even Arnav? Nope!!! I taste bitterness on my tongue when Arnav laughs heartily with that woman who whispers something in his ears and then his gaze fixes on me. His smile fades and something darker replaces in his expression. I expected him to at least give me and my outfit a glance but he doesn't. It’s like I am not even beautiful in his eyes. Is that because he already has another charming woman next to him? Who is she?


Arnav stretches his arm towards me as a gesture to reach him and now since all pair of eyes are on us, I walk to him. The moment I reach, he slides his arm around my waist and introduces me to the group he was talking to.


“That’s my wife, Khushi Singh Raizada.”


I don’t know what to infer with that name but I don’t rebuke. Everyone greets us and congratulates us for the wedding except the woman he was laughing with. Soon people disperse and its only the three of us now. He, me and her..


“Wouldn’t you introduce me to her?” I ask sharply to Arnav who raises his brows.

“You sound jealous already.”

Maybe I am jealous. I want to say that aloud but I don’t.

“Stop it ASR…” the woman giggles and then turns to me. “I am Lavanya Kshyap.”


Lavanya.. Nice name.. I shake hands with her.

“From his business circle?” I purposely ask because I want to know how she is related to him.

“She’s closer than that…” Arnav mentions, and the way he smiles at her fumes my heart.


What the heck. Even Lavanya blushes at his remark. He said closer? How close? What do they share? My silly mind keeps wondering when Lavanya breaks my chain of thoughts..


“She’s beautiful..” she says smiling at me again.

“Not as much as you La..” he cuts her off.


F*ck!! Did he really praise another woman before me?

“Only having a beautiful face is not enough.” His eyes land on me again. “Some people have a dark heart and it makes them the ugliest amongst the rest.”


I swallow angrily. He can’t insult me like that..

“C’mon ASR.. Stop your philosophy.. I liked your wife. She is cute.”

“Oh please.” I snap back at her.. “Don’t cute me.. I don’t need praises from the woman who eyes at other committed men..”

“Khushi..” Arnav roars but I don’t care.. I am about to turn away when he holds my hand. “Apologize to her..” he demands.

“Not even in my dreams.”

“APOLOGIZE” He leans closer and I am almost intimidated. Lavanya instantly pulls him away.


“ASR its okay. I didn’t mind.. Seriously.. She is your wife and probably she got jealous seeing us. It’s fine. I didn’t mind. You don’t spoil your mood.”


I don’t like that Lavanya is so mature to take this lightly and I hate it more when she adjusts Arnav’s tie and pats his chest.


“I’ll see you tomorrow at office. I have to go now. You too enjoy and once again.. happy married life to both of you.”

I glare at her but when Arnav proposes to drop her till the car outside my anger bubbles throughout my body. Why does he show so much favor on this woman? Does he have any soft corner for her?


Giving me a heated glare, Arnav leads Lavanya to the exit, leaving me fuming.


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