Rabba Ishq Naa Hove - Season 3 - Part 13

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Chapter 13

Arnav’s POV

For six long years I had wanted to kiss her like this. Without any barrier of lies between us. When we kissed before, she had lied to me that she loved me and saw a future with me. But today when she’s kissing me, even though it started in hate, the way she molds with my body as I press into her is enough to assure me she’s kissing me with all her heart and body. And mind? I don’t think anyone of us is interested in using that at this moment. Soon her palms explore the hardness of my chest and she grazes down my abs, feeling every bit of my hard skin there until she reaches the waistband of my pants. We both are into a different world altogether. One night.!! One night with Khushi is going to be the death of me and yet, I am ready to accept this challenge our bodies have thrown onto us. She tries to feel me beyond my waist level and that’s when I grab her wrist and pull back from the kiss. There is longing in her eyes, there is fire in mine and I can assure we both want this to continue. So grabbing her hand, giving a break to every sane thought coming in my head, I drag her to the lobby of the hotel where this party is still going on. Khushi doesn't resist me when I handover my credit card to the receptionist while holding Khushi’s hand all the time as they bill my card for the best living suite of this hotel.

The moment the booking is done, I grab the key to our room and lead Khushi to the elevator. I don’t kiss her inside the elevator even though we are alone. She clings to my body, for my touch and I don’t let my eyes meet hers because I know if I do, I would end up slamming inside her, right in this elevator. Thankfully, the elevator stops at our floor and I swipe the key to the door and push us inside the room, slamming it shut behind us. The moment I do, Khushi pushes me to the door and kisses me again. Yeah! I am getting used to this wild side of hers which I know is only for me. She loves to hate me and she loves to show me that even by the way we devour each other’s bodies. I undrape her saree which pools on the floor while she sheds my suit away with the tie. Raising her, and throwing her on my shoulder, I lead us to the bed and flop her there, soon joining and hovering over her. Khushi breathes hard as I bite every inch of her exposed skin. Soon the roughness takes over in her and she nibbles my chest the same way I did to her. We are like two wild animals left to survive and show who is the fittest. I have never been this affected by any woman. It was always her. It will always be her. Though I regret that fact, I still go ahead taking off every piece of cloth she’s wearing on her body before claiming her as mine. She was.. is… and will always be mine.

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I open my eyes as I feel the sunlight hitting my face. We forgot to turn down the curtains. We?? I quickly scan the surroundings and realize I am in a hotel room, on the bed with my wife Khushi curled into my body, wearing nothing, just like me. Soon the memories of last night hit my head and I am speechless. We consummated our marriage? I, Arnav Singh Raizada had promised never to touch her again, or give her that pleasure which she once tried to seek from me and I couldn’t control my desires? I look down and see her angelic face, as she breathes with her mouth in sleep and snores softly. The very sight of her makes me hard again and as if she feels that too, under the sheets, Khushi presses herself into my body, rubbing us like she needs more of it!! I know this is not going to end up well. Nothing will be like I’d wanted from here on. I changed it all. One night and I changed the dynamics of my relationship with her. Dynamics of my hatred for her. I don’t think I can hate her anymore for anything. Not after last night.. Khushi presses her body to me strongly this time and strokes me down, urging me in her sleep to get back into action. I can’t!! I seriously can’t do this again. Because now… if loving her was a sin, hating her is going to my suicide.

I gently pull myself away from her body and then get down the bed. The sheets from her body slides down and the vision of my wife spread for me on the bed, gives me every vibe to join her back. I cant!! I shouldn’t is the right word now. I turn around, pick my clothes, wear them and collecting my other stuff, I leave the room.

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Khushi’s POV

And he is gone! Leaving me alone in this hotel room to sulk. Am I sulking? I don’t know, but I am definitely unable to contain the fear of what we both did last night. Yes, I coaxed Arnav all the time in the party to kiss me. And I was right to say that if he kisses me, he wouldn’t end it there.

I stare at the cold messy bed of this hotel room where he took everything, I had in me, and where I gave him everything, I had always wanted him to have. I was insane, foolish and totally out of my self-control when Arnav led me to this room last night, to quench the ache he had burned down in our bodies after the kiss. If I knew coaxing him would end us both doing forbidden stuff which none of us planned to do with each other, I would never dare to instigate him.

I stare at the bed again and images of Arnav and me shredding every piece of each other’s clothing flashes in my head. The way he nipped every inch of my skin, touched every contour of my body, tasted every drop of my desire for him, slammed inside me so hard that I could literally feel my body splitting into two and then that gentleness in his thrusts to soothe me down, the soft assurances that he murmured to relax my body and take away all my pain. STOP!! I shut my eyes. And now he is gone! Back to AR Mansion probably. He is repenting last night just like I am because I know he hates me still. What a mess!!

I take a shower. My body aches and every inch of me is sore inside. Shit!! We didn’t have a protected sex. What if I become pregnant? I.. I shut my eyes. How could I not think of all this last night? What had gone into me? Drinks? Probably!! But I was fully conscious and in my right state of mind when I let Arnav get me into this room. I knew he was going to break every barrier he had created between us. Yet I wasn’t scared nor I backed off. I knew he was going to love me to death and he literally did that last night. He showered so much love to me multiple times that I have lost count how many times I have urged him to go on and finish the act.

I dry myself with a fresh towel and come out of the bathroom. I couldn’t leave the hotel room without a shower because otherwise that would be a walk of shame. It’s on my face what I did last night. Despite showering any person can tell what me and Arnav did here last night. And I am embarrassed to say that I need him again. Yes I do. I hate him yet he is the only one I could let access to all of me. How very pathetic.!!

Arnav never let me sleep in his bed after our marriage. Last night was the first time we did. What will be our future steps now? I dry my hair when a message beeps on my phone. Wait! That’s not my phone. It’s his. He forgot his phone here on the bedside table. I quickly rush to the table to check and find Aman’s message on it.

‘Di has checked-in at the Sands & Sun hotel.’

Di? Arnav has a sister? Okay! I remember seeing his picture with a woman elder to him in his bedroom. But why is she here? And why is she staying in the hotel and not in AR mansion?

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Arnav’s POV

Di opens the door and I had expected her to be angry at me but instead she looks perplexed as she lets me inside her room.

“Chotte?” she murmurs. “Why are you in yesterday’s party clothes? Didn’t you shower?”

Shit!! I didn’t!! I was so much in a hurry to leave that room that I literally didn’t even care to shower before driving straight to di in the other hotel. I spent some time in my car, reminiscing about last night before driving here to meet my sister.

“I…”

“What’s going on Chotte? You married her? Why?”

“You know why, Di.”

“But… Marriage is not a joke, Chotte. You can’t play with it. If you hate her so much, I don’t think you should have made her your wife. Or is it that now you have started having feelings for her?”

“I don’t…” I snap. “I married her but I don’t have any damn feelings for her anymore.”

The moment I say this, we hear a vase breaking sound and it diverts our gaze to the person standing at the door.

“Khushi?” I murmur.

She is in the same Saree she wore last night for the party but she’s looking different. She looks thoroughly loved… I loved her last night. But now when I see her, I see only rage on her face. She’s probably heard what I just said. But what is she even doing here? I don’t want her to meet di or speak anything ill to her. But before I can do anything about it, Khushi reaches me and slaps my face hard.

Damn hell! That definitely ached.! I glare back at her while Di shuts her mouth in shock. Khushi glares at me.

“You don’t have any feelings for me even now?” Khushi asks. “Then what were you doing last night with me, Arnav?”

I’ve no answer. Or maybe I do but I wouldn’t tell her. I would never tell her what last night meant to me. She takes my silence as the cue and is disgusted further.

“Maybe last night was also one your way to show how much you hated me. First you pretended to not liking to touch me all these days and last night since I coaxed you, you probably thought this is the best way to make me feel degraded again.”

“Go home,” I mutter.

“Don’t you dare tell me what to do.”

She’s hell angry. I can’t speak to her before Di so I want her to leave but she is too frustrated to accept my command.

“I am going to my father’s home, and do heck with your threats. I am never returning back to you. Do you get that? You have finally managed to take away the only thing I had protected so far… I don’t have anything left to give you anymore nor there’s anything left for you to snatch.”

I am speechless. She’s going to her father’s home? Never!!

“You always wanted me to own my mistakes, isn’t it?” she snaps. “Now it’s high time you own yours and see how much harm you are creating in my life without even telling me what more you hate me for.”

“Go to AR Mansion, Khushi.” I repeat.

“That’s not my home and dare you stop me this time.”

Saying that she gives a cold stare to Di and leaves the room. I know she is not going to AR Mansion and god knows I want to follow her and make sure she does live with me still. But maybe she right. It’s high time I own my mistakes. I had planned to avenge her, but instead, I ended up making love to her last night. It is not possible for me anymore after this to hate her again. Ever!!

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