My New Boss - Season 3 - Part 36

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Chapter 36

Arnav’s POV


Coming to Goa with Khushi was the best decision of my life. I don’t think I have ever felt this happy and blissed with any other woman like I am with Khushi. She’s unwinding too, slowly and letting her fears go. Like sitting on a motorbike for instance. Though she was skeptical at first, after an hour she was comfortable on it and by dinner all of her fear had erased off. I never thought I would get to kiss Khushi so many times in a single day like I did today. First I urged her to kiss while I rode the motorbike and that was a trick to let her forget her fear of speed. The next time we kissed was at the beach during the sunset. She seemed quite comfortable around me to kiss me openly like that and the next ones were post dinner at the shack, after I confronted her that she was the only woman I planned to have my everything with. The smile that lit on her face after my confession is imprinted in my heart. I want her smiling like that always. Without any fear, confusion or insecurity. She deserves love and fortunately I can give her that in abundance. She deserves a family and once again, that’s something I have and want to make one with her. I was so silly to run away from commitments so far because now that I know it’s the most beautiful decision of life, I can’t wait to tell the world that I was more than ready for it. I wanted Khushi Gupta in every way I could.

I turn off the shower, pat myself dry and wear the night pants before walking out of the bathroom only to find Khushi keeping a pillow and a quilt on the couch. I know why she is doing that. We are sharing this room until we are in Goa but she has no plans to share the bed with me. I decide to tease her a bit.


I purposely make my way to the bed and flop on it. The yawning sound I make brings her attention on me.

“You are sleeping on the couch, Arnav. Here..” she points at the sofa.

“Why will I sleep there when the bed is enough for two people?”


Her brows rise at my query.

“Don’t mess with me, Arnav. I am very sleepy. Come on here. I have given you the best pillow too keeping the hard one for me.”

“I don’t need the best pillow. I need you…”


That makes her blush.

“C’mon Khushi. I wont eat you up if we sleep next to each other. Come here.. Lets sleep.”

“Your demands are getting baseless.”


She reaches me and grabbing my arms, she pulls me down the bed. I immediately scoop her in my arms.

“I won’t touch you if that’s what is worrying you. Or we can stack pillows between us.”

I hope she likes that idea.

“Arnav, please.. It’s not about touch or pillows. I have never let anyone sleep on the same bed as me. I don’t feel comfortable. And I roll too which means I can kick you in sleep.”

“Then kick me..” I whisper, kissing her earlobe. “I don’t mind..”

“Arnav..” she gasps, holding my arms which have snaked around her waist.

“I want to spoon you and sleep Khushi Gupta. Just like couples do..”

“No..”

I can feel it from her tone.. she is about to give up. But this is not how I want to lure her. If she lets me sleep on the bed, I want it to be the sane decision of her mind and heart, both. Not because I am seducing her to allow me. So, I kiss her cheek this time and I pull away.


“Fine.. I’ll take the couch. You be comfortable on the bed. Good night.”


She looks at me quizzically when I agree just like that. It’s so hard to read women. When we argue they want us to stop and when we stop they are disappointed that we don’t lead the argument. I lie down on the couch. It’s not very uncomfortable which means I can manage tonight.


Khushi’s POV


I can’t believe Arnav agreed to sleep on the couch and let me occupy the bed alone. Though he did put up a fair effort to convince me we can sleep together having a physical boundary in between us using the pillows but he didn’t drag it when I showed no interest in agreeing to his demand. That’s the quality of a gentleman in him which I’m hopelessly falling for. It is so strange that I am falling for this man after I became his girlfriend. It’s usually the other way round. People fall in love and then commit to each other. We are really unique.



Though there’s decent light in the room and the bed is cozy enough, I don’t get sleep and I know why? I haven’t taken my eyes off Arnav ever since he is resting on the couch. I don’t realize how long I have been admiring his sleeping form. He has covered himself with the extra comforter and though the one on me is double the thickness than his, I still shiver. The only source of my warmth is on the couch. How can I get solace anywhere else other than his arms? So, without thinking much, I tiptoe to the couch and raising his comforter from one side, I gently lay beside him in that little space, squeezing myself to his body, pulling his arm over my waist so that he spoons me from behind. The immediate next second, Arnav kisses my earlobe, drawing me closer to him. He’s awake? I thought he was in deep sleep and wouldn’t notice my actions until morning.


“I was just thinking when you would join me here..” he whispers in my hair and drops another kiss there. “What are you doing in my arms, Khushi Gupta?”

“Drawing my comfort..” I mumble, holding my blush though I know he can sense how mortified I am to self-initiate the agenda of sleeping so cozily with him.

“Let me draw mine too then..” he murmurs before pulling me more to his body. I feel his hardon nudging at my back and I freeze. This is too intimate and its hard to believe just sleeping next to Arnav so cozily can give that effect to his lower body.

“Don’t worry about him..” Arnav murmurs again in my ears.. “He’ll sleep in a while.. He wont bother you..”


He? I bite my lower lip as he uses that much respect whilst talking about his hardon. In fact, I can’t hold my giggle which is so unusual from me. I don’t giggle ever like that. Yet when I do, I feel his lips parting at my nape.. probably he too is loving to see me so relaxed with him. I laugh harder this time and, in the attempt, to turn around and face him, I lose my balance. Arnav tries to hold me from falling and in turn we both roll down on the floor from the sofa.


He lands first with me on top. For a second, we both are confused how that happened and then we both burst out laughing. I roll over his side, my head still on his stretched arm as we continue to laugh our heart out.


“Are you hurt?” I ask him, when we stop laughing.

“My back is absolutely fine.. don’t ask about my front body..”


His response makes me giggle even heartier than before. Yet I don’t forget to nudge his chest for teasing me so much. Only because I fell straight on him, he is making fun of me, as if I punctured his body.

Arnav is the first one to get on his feet and he stretches his arm for me to hold. I do and the next instant, he pulls me on my feet too.

“Lets take the bed.” he suggests. “At least we wont risk falling.”


I totally agree. So the moment I nod, he drags me to the bed, lets m slip inside the comforter first and only when I think he will join me, he keeps staring at my posture as if taking in my beauty. I am wearing a peach T-Shirt with black full night pants. But the way Arnav is admiring me makes me feel as if I am not wearing enough clothes to hide myself. I muster some courage to pretend I am unaffected by his lingering gaze.


“Get in the bed before I change my mind and make you sleep alone again..”


Arnav smirks at my challenge and then shutting the lights, he quickly spoons behind me, pulling the comforter on both of us. With his arm snaked around my waist, his lips at my earlobe, my breaths fanning my cheeks and his leg tangled with mine, I finally feel desired again. Who knew letting your partner spoon you can give that effect? Arnav keeps stroking my stomach over the T-shirt, creating enough warmth in my body that drives away my sleep. But soon I feel his lower body stiffening at my back again. This time before he assures me, I tease him a bit.


“Does he always trouble you so much before sleep?”

“No..” he snuggles closer.. “With you this close I don’t think he can sleep at all tonight..”


Okay. Now that’s serious! But I still can’t hold my blush. Never thought I would be this close to someone ever. I raise his wrist and kiss his fingers before tucking his hand below my cheek and shut my eyes to sleep with a hope that I don’t kick him at night and embarrass myself. Soon Arnav’s body eases as he starts snoring softly behind me. The best sleep we both can ever get.!!


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Arnav’s POV


The phone ringing beside me wakes me up but I am too lazy to even check the caller id once. And the fact that Khushi is still spooning me at my chest, is making it all the more difficult to turn around at the bedside table and pick the call. I stretch my arm and manage to grab the phone without waking her up.


“Hello..” I yawn.

“Arnav?”

It’s dad.

“Hey Dad.. good morning.” I take another yawn, before pulling Khushi to me. She’s finally making some movement of waking up too. Dad’s phone call disturbed our sleep but never mind.

“Morning Son.. But.. uh.. How did you answer the call?”


I don’t understand what he means.

“Uhh?” I ask.

“I asked how you answered the call?” Dad repeats.

“That’s because the phone was right next to me on bed dad. What’s your point?”


Khushi rubs her eyes and seems like she is finally fully awake. Dad laughs..

“Dad what?” I groan.

“I called on Khushi’s number, Son.. This is her phone.. not yours.. I expected Khushi to pick but seems I called at the wrong timing. I am sorry.. You both go to sleep again.. and ask Khushi to call me later..”


What? Khushi’s phone? I check the phone and realize he is right. That’s her phone and I answered it that too in a sleepy voice. My father is too intelligent to connect the dots.


Khushi shuts her mouth with palm realizing the blunder. She too hadn’t expected my father to find out that we spent the night together on the same bed.

“Dad, it’s not what you think..” I clear my throat.

“I am not thinking anything.. Just relax. Ask Khushi to call me. Have some work to discuss.”


He hangs up and I turn to Khushi who glares at me.

“How could you make that blunder Arnav? You answered my phone call?”

“I thought it was mine..” I shrug.. “In fact, it is mine. Everything that’s yours is mine…”


My wink at the end of that line does it for her. It wipes off her anger but she hits my chest gently.

“Your father will think I slept with you.”

“I know my Dad. He is not going to judge us..”

“He’s my Boss too, Arnav. I … I don’t think I can face him after this..”

“Because you slept with your Boss’s son?” I mock and she hits me again, this time with a pillow.


I try to save myself and then snatching the pillow from her hand, I throw it down and pull Khushi on my lap.


“Relax. They know we are dating. And I’ll tell him it’s not what he thinks it is, after we return to AR Mansion if you are so much worried of it. Happy?”


Khushi sighs, finally agreeing with me.

“I got the best sleep last night.”


She looks proudly at me as I utter that.

“Did I kick?”

“Twice”

Her jaw drops.

“Luckily it wasn’t on the sensitive part of my body so don’t bother.. I managed.”

“God, you are such a jerk..” she pushes me and gets down my lap and also from the bed. “Order our breakfast. I am very hungry.”

“Yes Ma’am”

I lean back and pick the phone to dial the room service.


To be Continued.

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The Forbidden Series - Book 2 (Enemies to Lovers Romance Novel)

Khushi Thakur
Have compassion for your family and be heartless towards your enemies. This has been my only slogan since I became the backbone of the RS Group of Companies where I am in charge of dealing with their tricky competitors. This time our focus is on the AR Group, which has rattled to its core ever since its CEO, Aarav Raichand allegedly stepped down from his position. Whatever they say, I'm still certain he's a tornado disguised as my business rival. There’s something about this man that I loathe and something that draws me insanely towards him. This unseen magnetism between us coaxes me to believe Aarav is that missing piece of my life’s puzzle, which I had given up solving.

Aarav Raichand
Two years ago, my world crashed down forever when I lost my wife, Jhanvi Raichand. But then I saw her again, this time in my rival’s arms. Everyone said she only had a similar face. I believed that too. She wasn’t my Jaan. She was not the one who transformed me from a vengeful man to a loving husband. But I was drawn to her like a moth to fire. Could she be my Jaan and didn’t want to recognize me anymore? If I could avenge my family to bring justice to my life earlier, I would burn down the world this time to get this woman in my arms again. The only difference is that this time there will be no rules. It’s about time I remind them what it meant to meddle with the love of a big bad wolf!!

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