My New Boss - Season 3 - Part 53 (Last Part)

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Chapter 53


Khushi’s POV


The last few months have been the best weeks of my life. Ever since I got the proofs that Manohar Jha was responsible for killing my parents, in that accident, I had stopped getting nightmares. I could sleep well every night without feeling guilty. Of course, I was still living with the Raizada family in AR Mansion and I cannot even think of leaving that place ever. It’s no longer just my shelter now, its where my family is. The Raizadas are my family. Though Arnav and I have got engaged from past six months, we haven’t yet decided on the marriage as Ayush Sir, Arnav and I were busy in getting the Jhas and Ghosh punished for their sins. Being the CEO of the AR Group, I also had to ensure no damage is caused to the company in the market because of these nasty personal and professional games which the Jha and Ghosh group tried playing with us.


Manohar Jha was asked to resign from the political party he was in, after all his deeds were out. He is now serving sentence in jail for murdering my parents and for all the illegal things he did being on the throne of such a ruling party. Shyam is still trying to fix his own business which is in deep loses all because, instead of growing his company, he had shifted his focus in ruining other competitors like the AR group. The Ghosh group is not doing well either and is facing many charges for bribing executives from the AR group to work for them secretly.

A lot had to be taken care of in terms of business and that meant, it gave me an Arnav less time for each other. But he never complained. Despite being in the same office building there were instances when we couldn’t even see each other forget having a short break together. Ever since his parents married, Arnav and I have been living no less than a married couple too. Now performing the rituals and signing the marriage papers were no more than a formality for us. Aarti Aunty and Ayush Sir consider me as their daughter and when we are home, we have made it a point to live together as a family, and spend time with each other not letting the business discussions happen at home.


I always yearned for a family, a life partner and now I had it all. The sudden jerk of the car stopping breaks my stupor. After office, Arnav and I were heading home but seems like he has brought me somewhere else instead.

“Hey, Miss beautiful,” Arnav smiles. “Lost in thoughts?”

“Your cheesy endearing words is not letting you have any chance to sneak into my room tonight, Arnav,” I tease.


He lets out a chuckle. That’s right. Arnav and I sleep in two different bedrooms in AR Mansion as we haven’t got married yet, but that doesn't mean we don’t sneak into each other’s rooms when we want the comfort of each other’s body and some love.


“I guarantee tonight, I am not the one who will be sneaking into your room. You, Miss Gupta will be desperately willing to sleep with me in my bedroom.”

“In your dreams,” I say turning to look outside the building he has parked.


My smile fades recalling which place this is. I used to stay in this tower before.

“Why… why are we here?” I ask him confused.

“You’ll know soon. Come.”


We get down from the car and Arnav leads me to the elevator.

“Arnav, what is happening?”

“Sshh. Have some patience, baby” He presses a kiss on my forehead that mellows down my anxiety.

We get out on the same floor where I used to live once and there I see my broker Sachin, with whom I had done the deal to sell this house in order to settle the debts of my father to Manohar Jha, is standing at the door of that same apartment.


“Hello Miss Gupta, Mr Raizada.” He shakes hands with us.

“Hello Sachin. Is everything set?” Arnav enquires.

“Yes, Sir. Just like you had asked for.”


He hands me some papers and then takes our leave. Arnav opens the apartment with a key he already had with him.


“I had sold this place, Arnav. What is going on?”

“I know you sold this apartment once, to settle the debts, but now you own it again.”

“what?” I snap.


He doesn't reply but just leads me inside the house and I see my furniture already set in there, everything right in its place just as I had left it.


“Oh my god!!” Tears brim in my eyes as I take a glance of this place. It’s just the way I had left it.

“How’s the surprise?” Arnav asks, sliding his arms around my waist, drawing me closer.

“How???” I barely whisper. “How did you do this?”

“I bought this place back from the couple you had sold it to. Simple.”


My anger returns and I quickly put a distance between us.


“You bought this?” I snap. “And gifting it to me? I am sorry, Arnav but though I appreciate your gesture, I can’t take such an expensive gift from you.”


Arnav rolls his eyes and pulls me back to him.

“Always judgmental, and way too stubborn.” He mutters.

“It’s not about being stubborn. Even if you were my husband, I wouldn’t let you buy me such expensive things.”

“This is not a thing, Khushi. It’s your home. It used to be your home. You had invested so much hard-earned money and bought this.”

“Exactly, Arnav. I bought it with my money and I want to take it back only if I am able to buy it again and right now its not possible. I don’t have that much savings.”

“I have.. and when I am yours, isn’t my money yours too?” He argues.

“Definitely not,” I snap. “I want you.. not your money or company or the luxury.”

“Not after becoming my wife legally?”


I exhale realizing he is hurt.

“Arnav…”

“Khushi..” He cups my cheeks. “A man earns for his family and my family is you. I am happy that my wife earns better than me at the moment and I don’t know about you, but I think I have full rights over everything you own. Sorry for being so nosy but that’s how I am. There is nothing yours and mine.. It’s us.. Whatever we do, earn, save for future is ours.. I am not talking about the ancestral property or the company assets which Dad wants to give us both when we marry, I am talking about what we earn ourselves, doing all the hard work.”


I am still not convinced. Yes, ofcourse couples do that and I don’t mind sharing all my assets and financial stuff with Arnav but I can’t take such expensive gift from him. It’s too much. We aren’t even married yet to even think of it.


“And just to make you feel better,” he grins. “I didn’t use my money to buy this house again. I used yours..”

“What?” I snap in shock. “My money?”

“Yep.!!”

“Whilst fighting the case against Manohar Jha we also got evidence that the debt that your father had taken was paid off when he was alive. Manohar Jha faked the papers after his death and cheated you stating it was pending so that you never stop thinking of isolating yourself from the Jha family. They knew you were brilliant and would make enough money by your talent. Plus, you being already engaged to Shyam during that time, they planned to exploit you. It was all a sham, Khushi. Manohar Jha has confessed it now and the moment I got to know this, I made sure he returns the money back which you gave him selling off this apartment and your savings. So, technically, I didn’t buy it back using my money but yours.”


I am in daze, thinking how to process all this. But it gives me a huge relief that Arnav didn’t pay this huge amount to give me back my apartment.


“Happy now?” he asks. “You can check the papers, it has all this evidence. The only thing I did is convince the couple whom you sold this house to and helped them get a better place at the same price and they were happy to shift. Then I asked Sachin to clean up and renovated this place, so that it looks again like the one you left.


Gosh, this man! He’s outdone this time. I pull him closer and kiss his mouth not letting him give me any more explanation. Arnav wraps his arms around my waist and kisses me back hungrily. After what feels like eternity, we pull away but our gazes are still locked.


“I knew you wouldn’t like me buying it for you. So, I used that same money to buy the house and surprised you.”

“Good work, Arnav.” I mention patting his cheek. “I like when you act so sensible.”

“Does that mean, I am allowed to sneak in your room tonight?” he cheekily asks and I hold my blush.

“I’ll think about it.”


He bites my neck grunting.

“Still thinking? I do so much to prove my love to you and you are still so unaffected by it..” Arnav complains, nuzzling his nose to my neck.

“Alright, you have almost convinced me but if you bite me again, I am going to change my mind.

“I’ll be sober then,”


He pulls himself away from me in fear but I drag his arm and then show him my apartment, though he has already seen it.


“Hold on,” I suddenly pause when we are in the kitchen. “Now that I have this place, I don’t have to stay in AR mansion anymore.”


Arnav clenches his jaw and the next moment hoists me up, making me sit on the marble counter at the center of the kitchen.


“If you want me to pack my bags too and shift, say so. But don’t even think I am ever letting you leave the AR mansion without me. I stay where you stay, Khushi Gupta.”



He stands between my legs and I instantly wrap my legs around his waist drawing him to me.

“In that case, Mr. Raizada, I have a plan.”


Arnav waits patiently for me to share.

“What if we get married and I stay permanently in AR mansion with you and your parents just like we are living at the moment and we use this place only when we are desperate enough to makeout during the office hours? This place is quite close to AR group. You know what I mean?”

“F*ck..” Arnav grunts latching his lips with my tender skin of the neck. “Tell me you are serious about this..” His voice is almost a growl.

“I am serious,” I pant needing the friction between our bodies. “Lets get married. It’s just a formality anyway and our permanent ticket to stay in one room.”

“I need that badly..” he bites my earlobe. “Lets marry tonight…”


I laugh at his desperation and pulls his head away from my neck.

“I need a proper wedding, even if it’s a court marriage, I need one.”

“I can give you one..” He tears off my shirt exposing my upper body to his hungry eyes. “And I can give you a demo too.. just to show you what happens when we marry…”

“I need a demo..” I agree, wanting shamelessly for Arnav to continue this and finish the act.


He sheds off his trousers and almost pulls out me from the ones I am wearing, and the next moment he is inside me. The pain is unbearable but Arnav kisses me hard to soothe my sudden cry. Soon, our bodies ride each other’s as they find their own rhythms.


Arnav takes care of the throbbing in my core and soon, we are panting, with our bodies blooming after the mind-blowing lovemaking we just had. I wipe his sweat beads with my fingers and kiss his nose as Arnav presses our foreheads together.


“Seen you enough as the CEO, high time I get to see you as my wife too.”

“Your CEO wife..” I correct.

“Yea… My CEO wife..” he grins holding me close to his body.


I can imagine the happiness on Arnav’s parents faces as they hear this tonight that we are willing to take the next legal step of our relationship. Ever since they got married, the two have been planning out our marriage too and were waiting for the green signal. Now they are going to be on a full roll ensuring we get the marriage of our dreams. Though I want to keep it simple I know Arnav and his family are going to make it a grand affair and I can’t wait to see it all happen. Life looks perfect hereon. Sometimes you give up on life, but life doesn't give up on you. I never thought I would be so lucky to get a family again after losing my parents but God had plans for me and it started taking shape right from the moment I became the new boss of Arnav Singh Raizada!! Cliché! But that’s how our love story began and we have a long way to go…


The End.


Note: Here it comes to an end, friends. My New Boss Season 3. I loved drafting and presenting it before you all and I hope you all loved it too. Thank you for being a part of this fiction journey with me. Means a lot to me 😊

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