ARSHI FF ~PAWN~ BFTW III (Chap 14)

~Pawn~

BONDED FOR THE WOMB

Season III

Ch 14

~Evil's Angel~

"she was a virgin?" the statement was playing harshly in his minds. He was not able to think sanely. This mind was riled with the guilt, an undoable sin. His knuckels had turned white due to the pressure of his fist. He punched the damn white bench on which he was sitting.

"She is innocent", Arnav punched once more taking out all his frustration on the poor bench. The guard came to stop him from destroying the hospital property. But Arnav stopped the guard by palcing his hand in front of him. The guard shivered seeing the rage in Arnav's eyes. His blood red, dark, watery eye was enough for the guard to understand that it wasnot the right time to mess with the person. Arnav took out his wallet and handed over few notes of thousand rupee and bunched then in the guard's hand.

**

 Once his anger was drained out he slowly made his way towards his wife's cabin. With slow wobbly steps he approached and stood in front of her room. He made sure that he made no sound while entering her room. Closing the door behind himself he looked at her disturbed sleeping from. Shockingly, he realized that by her posture he could make out that she was uncomfortable. The man who never pained any attention towards his wife since the time they are married, he exactly knew that his wife was uncomfortable. How? Was the big question, which hit him.

He was unable to see her face as she was sleeping keeping her face the other side which was not viewable by the people standing near the door. Her legs rested on a pillow, which was set high. "Probably to stop her from bleeding" he thought and felt disgusted. He was about to punch his fist once again on the door but stopped as it might have woken her up.

Slowly he walked towards her with heavy heart, his breathing almost stopping due to the fear that he might have killed this innocent kid with his uncivilized behaviour.

"Never do anything when you are angry. You will always end up doing things which you will regret later and there will be no room to rectify" His Mentor, Mr Shashi gupta's words suddenly stuck him. "Arnav my boy, you are a gem and you are intemmegent enough to deal with any complexities but one day this anger of your will be the reason for your destruction. Try to control it before things go out of your hand". Another blow for Arnav. The man who trust him with his daughter, the man who was behind arnav's success, the man who was a fatherly figure for him, the man who gave him, his most precious asset, Arnav so easily crashed all of them. How could he not see Mr. Gupta's upbringing in Khushi? How he compared this innocent soul with that ugly bitch? And worst of all, he came to know about his wife's virginity through a doctor when his wife reached in a serious case? Where was his soul, his intellect, his sensitivity gone when he ripped his wife for the first time? How could he failed to notice her tight muscles, her innocent cry, her unskilled touch?

Slowly he walked beside her and sat making sure he doesnot touch her to make her flinch. "mat chuye mujhe'bohot dard hota hai", her words still rung in his ears.

Suddenly everything fell in place. Her moans were not moans; they were her soft painful cries. She did not bit her lips to stop her from moans, she did it to ease the pain that he was giving her down there. He ran to the bathroom not to clean her body, but to drain out the pain. It was nothing but sex that he had with her. He pounced on her flash to satisfy his own need, anger and frustration. He had treated her like a toy nothing else. "Then why didnto she protested?" He thought. Not that Khushi wasnot a person who is not expressive, then what made her keep quiet? Then there was another blow. "of-course" the reason was him. Which wife would want to see her husband going to another woman when his wife is alive? She did it to make him stay with her. She gave which her soul refused to give. But she did so that her marriage was not spoilt.

Arnav looked the other way realizing every bit of things, which he failed to notice, or maybe which he refused to see, to feel these days. But each and everything was clear to him now. His wife was innocent.

Just then Khushi turned her pale, pained, stressed face towards Arnav. Hurriedly he got up so that she doesn't feel his skin, knowing that how disturbed she will get and that was the last thing he would want.

He slowly scanned her. Her distressed face, full of worry lines, her eyes pale under the spell that he had created around her, that cute smile of her vanished inside her white lips, her rosy cheeks blotted. His gave shifted to the painful channel that catered to her saline and his fingers itched to touch and tress it but he held back for obvious reasons.

"How wrong was I", he thought disgustingly.

"baba, Khushi needs you" he heard her murmuring and his heart ripped apart. Despite of his presence his wife was asking for her own father. How insecure he had made her. Will she ever be able to find the warmth in him? Why will she? What has he done to make her feel warm around her? It was she, her effort to make herself comfortable around that beast. Arnav did nothing thought which she can feel that her husband wanted her. NOTHING.

Arnav walked towards her looked at her closely. "My Wife" he thought with affection. But he knew that damage is done and he can never ever mend it. And he also knew he deserved to feel miserable and feel guilty all his life for committing such a sin. It was like a crumbled paper whose creases can never mended.

He traced her angelic face on air, being very careful not to touch her at all. He saw her shifting her face along with his hand rhythmically. When his finger reached near her lips she smiled. A radiating smile she gave and slowly whispered "Arnav ji" a tear slipped down her temples.

Arnav was startled at first thinking his fingers might have touched her, but he was sure it did not. It was his body warmth to which she responded. Before Arnav could move away from her, she held his hand and slowly pulled it towards her. Arnav flinched at her innocent touch. She held her hand near her heart and pressed his knuckles against her soft bosoms. Arnav could only see her, her sinful innocent face.

Suddenly her discomfort started easing out and a feeling of solace spread across her face. Understanding her gesture Arnav slipped himself beside her, being extra cautious with each of his moves, trying not to freak her out by this touch. Khushi slowly smuggled in his arms just like every night seeking for his care and warmth, which Arnav unconsciously gave her after his torture that he gave her.

She rested her face on his chest and gripped him possessively as if she might lose him any moment. Arnav held her back as lightly as he could and promised himself that from that day onwards he will only touch his wife and no one else. He did not know why they did that or what made him commit that. but he did it to rectify his sin probably or could be something else which he was unaware off. Slowly he brushed her silky hair lightly and pulled her more close to him.

The sleep, which she was deprived despite of those nerve-soothing medicines that had been injected, was finally seemed to work in her husband's arms. Arnav gave her his daily kiss on her forehead and remained awake whole night taking silent care of his wife.

**

Khushi slowly opened her eyes and adjusted her vision. She was feeling reasonability fit and healthy. Her inner conscious wanted to hug her husband just the way she did every morning. Playing with his face, admiring, tracing his green jaw with over night grown stubbles with her tiny fingers and finally settling her soft lips over his and then wishing him good morning. She quickly turned to hug his man when she realized she was all alone in the bed. She started to panic not seeing her husband and then the realization drawn to her. At first she was startled to see around her. It was surely not her home, her Arnav ji's room. It looked like a hospital. She felt a tug in her hand and then shifted her gaze towards her hand. "saline channel?" she wondered. She had no clue about what happened to her yesterday. How she ended up in a hospital?

She was about to hit the bell to call her attendant when she saw shyam and akash entering her room.

"Shyam ji? Akash Bhai?" Khushi felt relief seeing her own people and was about to get up when shyam quickly went to her and made her sit back.

"careful Khushi!" shyam taped her shoulder and made her relax.

"what is the matter? Why am I here?" Khushi questioned them curiously.

"Everything is fine bhabi" akash gave her a warm smile of assurence while shyamn narrated the whole story.

**

"Look what I have got pari" shyam showed her a container and wiggled his thick eyebrows.

"Pa…ari? Woh to mujhe buaji bulati hai", suddenly Khushi realized that, it meant they have informed about khushi's state to her buaji. "did you inform buaji about my condition?", Khushi hoped they give a negative answer to that. but alas they did contact buaji as per Arnav's instruction. Arnav had no face to call buaji up himself so he made akash talk to buaji. Buaji cried for sometime over the phone hearing her pari's pain and asked about her condition. Akash told her that Khushi was fine and there is nothing to worry now. As per arnav's instruction they also asked about the some information about Khushi's choice of food, so that he would make sure to send her those food, which she liked. Arnav also came to know from Hari Prakash that Khushi hardly ate anything and there was a strict instruction from Anjali that no one would cook food for her. Aranv immediately appointed two cooks for Khushi who were posted in his guesthouse. They were instructed to cook food only for Khushi as per her wish.

"buaji will be visitng you soon. She is getting your old dresses here which you like to wear", shyam said opening food container.

"Khichdi?" Khushi excitedly jumped like a school going kid. "its my favourite. How much I missed buaji ka khichdi" her eyes welled up soon thinking about her buaji. "I am missing her so much shyam ji" Khushi threw her arms around shyam to seek his warmth and shyam held her in a brotherly hug and sooth her pain.

"Pari! Come on now, eat your favourite food" shyam scooped out some portion in a spoon and held it in front of her mouth.

Khushi looked at shyam with teary eyes and looked down. "I cant eat it shyam ji", she said in a low voice.

Akash immediately came and sat beside her, "bhabhi aap agar nahi kaogi to jaldi se theek kaise hoge? Come on now have some" akash took the spoon from shyam and offered to Khushi.

She continued to look down while her tears made their way. A pair of guilty eyes who was watching her far from her sight immediately caught why his wife doesn't want to eat. It was because everyday after he declared that both will have their breakfast together from the same plate they ate together. And he knew Khushi would never violate what he said. After all she was his pretty cute feisty wife.

Arnav picked his phone and messaged Khushi.

"I am eating my breakfast at home. Please have your breakfast soon…Arnav"

Khushi quickly checked her phone and smiled seeing Arnav's number. She checked the message and smiled. Not seeing the message but seeing him writing his name as Arnav for the first time. She felt some butterflies inside her stomach she did not know why. But seeing her husband's name she couldnot stop her blush.

She look the bite from the spoon and ate the portion.

"aaa" she opened her mouth wide gesturing Shyam to put some more khichri inside her mouth.

Resting her head on Akash's shoulder she ate the entire khichdi.

Arnav finally exhaled a long sigh which he held for long.

ARSHI FF ~PAWN~ BFTW III (Chap 13)

~Pawn~

BONDED FOR THE WOMB

Season III

Ch 13

~Tortured and Tormented~

Proof Reading by arshihydfan

I WANT TO DEDICATE THIS CHAPTER TO THOSE CRUEL, UNRULY WOMAN WHO TORTURES THEIR HUSBAND BAD MOUTHING THEM

It has been a week and the situation had worsened even more. Khushi was paying for her khamoshi (silence). Arnav was worse than a beast to her during the whole week. But Khushi silently obeyed what her husband wanted.

Every night after making out she used to run to her bathroom and locked herself to cry. She did not want to show her husband the pain that she was going through. At the end of the week she lost all hopes. She could anticipate it very well that her husband will be anything but polite and for him intimacy means the three-letter word not making love.

To some extent she was successful in stopping her husband from going out during night. Once they started making out Arnav stayed back home. Even to Arnav's surprise the more she did with her the more he carved for. He was not only surprised, but shocked. What was it that made him desire Khushi? She was not a super model with hot figure or an experienced wh**e who knew how to seduce her partner. During these days Arnav's mind was slowly giving in to her naiveness. The battle with his mind and his heart was in the highest level. His mind said that Khushi is GG's daughter and she knew how to trap him, but his heart failed to accept what his mind was telling him. Some where he found her to be a simple girl, his wife, his Khushi.

Khushi hadn't recovered from her illness and Arnav's torture has added more to it. She started skipping lunch and sometimes dinner too. As she was barred to enter kitchen and loiter around the house she preferred to stay in her room spending time alone, sometimes even crying missing her daddy. Oh how she loved her daddy and how she wanted him to be beside her during this time of her life. A husband whom she loves the most after her dad, had started behaving weirdly with her, she did not know why. Slowly she started going into a shell. Samjhota kar liya tha ussne. (she lost all hopes and adjusted herself with the situation). Except Payal she had no female whom she could share her misery. Her mother''.hmm lets not talk about her at all.

It was a Sunday when they were making out in the morning. Arnav was a little polite on her not because he wanted to be, but because he was feeling uncomfortable inside her. He felt she was swollen inside and he was unable to do it properly. Frustrated he took it out and was about to go inside the bathroom to complete the whole thing by himself, he was a drop of blood on the bed sheet. He mistaken the blood thinking she might be in her special days, but actually it was due to his roughness, that she had to bear. Her body gave up finally.

Arnav was in his office, due to some urgent meeting, which came up and Khushi was alone in the house. Everyone except Shyam and Akash went to mandir. As Khushi was deprived from the Raizada family no one took her with them.

She was in her room reading books when she got a sudden urge to drink water. She checked the jug beside her and found it empty. The stress, the illness had taken over her so much that she lost her power to speak. Slowly she got up from the bed and tried to walk. A lone tear escaped her eye feeling the sharp pain in her abdomen, her head dizzy, her body lifeless'

She limped down the steps and headed towards the kitchen but the moment she tried to entered the kitchen, suddenly everything became blank and she feel down in the floor.

As she lay unconscious on the floor, Shyam who had just arrived from his own house saw Khushi in that condition. He sprinted and reached her.

"Khushi ji!...Khushi!" he patted her cheeks. But there was no difference. He scooped her up and headed towards her room. He tired Arnav's number but it went to his voicemail. He called Akash and luckily he got though. Akash joined Shyam in Khushi's room and helped his brother-in-law to bring Khushi into conscious.

"Pani!...please'.pani" she called out, her voice diminishing with each word.

Akash quickly got the water from the kitchen and slowly poured into her mouth. Most of the water came out as she was unable to gulp it down. Akash held her head and little up and then made her drink slowly. That's when she started taking it. Sighing Akash patiently fed her.

"Issy to bohot tez bukar hai akash", Shyam said while checking Khushi's forehead.

Slowly making Khushi rest her head on the pillow akash also checked and agreed with Shyam.

"I think we need to call the ladies", Akash said crisply and started to dial Anjali's number.

"NO", Shyam screamed and stopped Akash. "Call Nani ji''"

Before they could dial nani's number the door suddenly banged open. Both of the men flinched due to sudden harsh noise. They were terrified to look at Anjali and mami standing at the door step.

Shyam could easily figure out the venom that Anjali was throwing through her eyes.

"Anjali'." Shyam got up from the bed just to be held by Khushi's hand, which clutched his hand. Shyam looked at Khushi's pale form and felt pity for her. He unclasped her hand and securely put it beside her. He turned to talk to his wife when she stopped him raising her hand.

"BAS!...Bas Shyam, mujhe kuch nahi sunna hai' I don't believe mere peeth peechey tum'how cheap can one get. Kuch to saram karo, your wife his gone to pray for your long life aur tum yahan rangraliya mana rahe ho?"

Shyam just felt disgusted with her wife's words and tried to catch hold of Anjali to shake her up and put some senses'

"zaruri nahi hai ki har rista itna neech ho Anjali'you have such a caring bother, then how can you think so low of me? I am your husband damn it", Shyam spatted back.

"Husband? Husband who beds with my brother's wife Shyam?" Anjali threw the vase, which was kept on the table towards Shyam. Luckily he caught that at the right time otherwise he would have had serious injury.

"Let my brother come today I will not spare this b*tch" Anjali threw a disgusted look towards Khushi and stormed out of the room.

Mami held akash's hand and pulled him out with her. No matter how much Akash protested but mami did not listen.

"Kahan ho aap sali saahab?" Shyam sighed and sat beside Khushi for sometime. He took her hand and pressed. "you will be fine sis, that's a promise from this brother" he said and closed his eyes in frustration.

**

Arnav parked the car in the garage and locked the door. It was a long day for him. He hated to work on Sundays. "Khushi!" just a thought about his wife made him smile. What was it that he wanted to be back in his house to his wife these days? Happily he walked inside the house. And was greeted by a sarcastic Anjali instead of his cute little wife who always welcomed him by her warm kisses. His eyes searched her. But she was nowhere in the house.

"Aaiye Aaiye, beithiye zara" anjali said in a sarcastic nautanki wala tone. Arnav immediately knew it that time only that big drama is coming up. "suniye to sahi kya gul khila rahi hai aapki biwi". "Biwi" the word hitted him hard.

He was about to get up from the sofa feeling disgusted yet again thinking what crap might his Di utter about Khushi, was pulled by Anjali.

"you have to listen to me today Arnav. You wife and my husband were in one room". Anjali purposely hid the fact that Akash was also there to dramatize the situation more.

Arnav clutched his fist and wanted to hit something very hard. Closing his eyes and gulping down his anger he stopped himself from hitting back Anjali. For the first time in his life he wanted to hit his Di for being such a cheap person. Not only she insulted his wife but also his best friend Shyam.

"Di, don't try to act smart. If you think I am going to believe in your cheap tricks then I am sorry'." He made a disgusted expression "keep those low words to yourself Di".

"Dekho dekho kaun yeh sab keh raha hai' Arnav as if you are doodh ka dhula huya hai na?...anjali made an angry face'"maybe this cheap trick doesn't matter to you as you indulge yourself in such acts with other woman'.." Arnav did not let her complete'

"ENOUGH! Stop talking rubbish Mrs Anjali Jha, I am not like your husband who takes shit from you. You are forgetting who I am and why you are hear for. Sukar karo I allow you to stay here'" Arnav gritted his teeth and turned to move towards his room'

"Mera baat ka yakin nahi hai to apne best friend sehi puchlo'whether he was inside her room or not while Khushi was lying down on your bed

Arnav just lost it. "lying down your bed" never sounded so cheap. He was ready to lash out on Khushi as to why she cannot stay away from his brother-in-law, when he had made it clear to her. Not that he did not believe Khushi and his brother in law, but he hated Anjali to bring Khushi's matter up every now and then. Why to make his woman give any such opportunity, he thought.

He ignored Anjali's rant and headed towards his room ready to lash out on his wife when he heard a scream.

"Nani?" Arnav panicked and ran towards nani's room. But nani was not present. Then he heard another shout "Arnav beta!" Arnav turned at headed towards the source of the scream.

He entered his room and froze. His eye darted towards the element lying on the floor. It was his Khushi.

"Khu'''shi!" his breath hitched. Suddenly his throat dried up.

Her face said it all'

Nani was holding her in her lap and crying.

"Baba!" Khushi was unconsciously whispering, shifted her head painfully. Her face has turned pale. "Arnav ji" she mewed. "mujhe lagta hai'.bohot lagta hai'" she again whispered painfully.

Arnav was shocked. What have he done to her, he thought. But how can her condition be like this? For the first time in his life Arnav was dumbfolded. He did not know how to react. He did not know what has happened to her. But one thing he knew was about what Khushi was whispering. She was murmuring about their loving making.

"what the hell have you done to his girl Arnav", nani furiously accused Arnav. No matter how much nani listened to Anjali's drama, but a woman within her did not failed to understand the torture this little Khushi had to go through.

"Ab khade khade muh kya dekh rahe ho'pick her up and take her to the doctor you beast", nani spatted furiously to her grandson.

Arnav without wasting much time came to pick her up. The moment he touched her she shivered and shifted back. "nahi'nahi'mujhe mat chuiye is tarah'" her tears gave away. Fear written all over her face.

"Chhi!" nani looked away from Arnav.

Arnav picked her up despite of Khushi's request and ran towards the car. He could feel she was sinking in his arms. As if she will die any moment.

He knew he couldn't drive in this condition. Something, some unwanting feeling was hitting him badly' he gave the key to Mohan and decided to sit with Khushi at the back.

**

"What have you done to your wife Mr. Raizada?" the doctor threw his angry looks towards Arnav. "do you even know what her condition is? We have to give her tranquilizer and put her to sleep, she is so much traumatized. You should kept in mind her age and your age Mr Raizada, she is still in her teens'don't you understand that? And being a virgin do you know what damage you have done to her? You have ripped all the tissues inside her. Do you even know what it can cost? She can have a very critical pregnancy?"

"Virgin?" shocked would have been an understatement what Arnav was going thorough. "Khushi was a virgin?" he thought and he thought it loud.

"yes she was a virgin Mr. Raizada, aapne kya socha?"

"that mean I have wronged her all these days? I have ripped not only her body but also her soul?" Arnav felt disgusted about himself. "how could I be driving by those strong emotions? How could I think she was like her mother when my heart knew it very well that she was not", Arnav sat on the chair hopelessly feeling ashamed on himself.

"Mr Raizada, in future I would ask you to be more polite on her. She is suffering from acute vaginal infection at the moment. I am sure she will be able to recover with your support. She loves you a lot and is afraid to lose you Mr. Raizada'all the time she was taking your name and her dad's name before she slept. Try to support her and be polite gentleman".

Doctor gave him a soft press on his shoulder before leaving him alone in the haunted chamber.

@ green real life incident

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ARSHI FF ~PAWN~ BFTW III (Chap 12)

Ch 12

~Game Plan~

A small smile crept. Arnav opened his sleepy eye to find the source of his tickles that he was feeling near his tummy. He giggle a little when something soft brushed. Removing the duvet from his body he saw the cutest sight he has ever imagined. His lovely wife playing with his tummy in the early morning. Now that was something new for the great Arnav singh Raizada. He has been woken up many times by sexy cheeks on top playing with his private part trying to make him arouse but his wife was playing with him like two besties woken up on the same bed during their teens.

He giggled a little more and flipped her hovering over her. Just like a revengeful teenagers he grimed and looked at her naughtily.

"Now its my time to punish you baby", he said in a very naughty tone and brushed his nose on her soft skin.

"OMG! Nahi Arnav ji", she started to make fits of giggles clutching his naked shoulder.

Arnav removed her top and exposed her tummy and kept on nuzzling her till she was out of her breath.

"Please stop'.(giggles)'.arnav ji'please (giggles more)'arn'.av'ji" she took a deep breath to control her laughter which was echoing all over their room.

She gasped immediately when his lips trailed above. "arnav ji no'" Khushi tensed up.

She was still in her recovery process from that night and wanted to be distant from her husband. His doings did not hold a good impact on her mind. And here he was again trying to seduce her. She could feel the animal instinct in him, which started over powering his mood. Yesterday night was so much better, she thought. Atleast he was smooth and caring. But what he was doing now was anything but smooth.

"Arnav ji please stop", Khushi closed her eyes when he bit her swell. He soreness was still not gone.

Arnav looked up and saw his wife clutching the duvet now, her chest having up and down in quick motions and her eye pressed tightly.

He dropped a soft kiss over her chest and then slid her top down. Khushi opened her eyes when his weight shifted from her.

She saw him getting up from her the bed and walked towards the bathroom. His irritation easily displayed in the way he walked away from him. His muscles tensed up at his back.

Before she could call him feeling a little guilty, Arnav slammed the door of the bathroom, making Khushi flinch.

**

Several days passed and there was no improvement in their physical aspect. Most of the time Khushi was scared of Arnav as his approach to him was more and more animalistic towards her. Somehow she managed to save her core from him and stopped him. But that started creating a distant between both of them, which Khushi did not like. She failed to understand that why this aspect was so important for her husband. Why they need to have sex in order to come close? Why he always left her every night after she refused him to inter her.

She felt lonely, very lonely many times at night missing him, his soft polite touch in her, his warmth that made her secure. It was missing just like a desert misses the rain. But she did not stop him from going due to the fear of his roughness on her skin, her body, her soul. But things were now going beyond control Khushi was aware of that.

Her Arnav ji was the only person in her life and she did not want this distant between them. She knew what were her wify duties towards her husband but the only thing she wanted from her husband to be polite and take it easy. After all it was her first time and she was genuinely hurt. She wished that maybe one day her husband would talk to her about that night. But that day did not come and moreover there general talks were also reduced.

He came late at night and left home in the middle of the night. They hardly had any communication. Khushi's illness was not gone totally and this emptiness added to it. Other than having breakfast together when Arnav made it a routine, Khushi did not eat properly. She was still weak and Arnav just cut himself from her right after he dropped her in her college.

**

Sighing Khushi sipped her piping coffee in the college canteen while she wanted for her best friend's arrival.

"Hi! sweety" Khushi heard a familiar tone while she walked towards Khushi beaming in happiness.

Khushi noticed payel's happiness and decided to talk about her misery later.

"Hey Whats up?" payel hugged Khushi from behind before dragging a chair beside her.

"I am fine Payel, tu bata", Khushi tried to hide her sadness masking it with her every chirpy voice.

"Guess what", payel placed her palm on the table before hovering towards Khushi.

"let me guess", Khushi said keeping her index finger on his chin and looked towards the sky as if in deep thoughts.

"Erm! Did you deewana proposed you?" Khushi held payel's shoulder and searched her eyes.

Payel's jaw dropped in shocked, "how do you know?"

"OMG! He actually proposed you? How? When? Where? Bolna payel." Khushi forgot all her misery for the time being feeling happy for payel.

"Payel lowered her eyes and looked at her shyly. "Ya he did".

"and you said yes, right?"

"haan to bolna hi tha Khushi after what we have sha'" payel stopped on her track slapping herself mentally for blurting out the truth that they have shared their bed already before marriage.

Khushi's smile vanished immediately guess what payel was about to say. She knew payel was quite bold but to this extent she could never imagine.

"Payel", Khushi widened her eyes and asked, "you mean'you guys'you know'made love?"

"Big deal Khushi. Yes we did and its good that we did. After all I know what we have in store for future and it is very important for me to know how my partner is on bed, whether we match or not".

Khushi frowned a little at her own lack of knowledge about it. For her it was love, which binds a relationship and making love is secondary. But here payel was impling that it was better to know whether the two partners are sexually compatible or not.

"how does it help payel? I mean if you love someone the other part comes automatically na?" Khushi curiously questioned her.

"Nahi re pagal, waise you are right love makes the making part easy. But at the same time you need to know what your body wants and whether your partner can satisfy that or not. Khushi, this is a vital part in a relationship. Do you know how many people suffer from divorce for this reason? That they are not sexually compatible?" payel seriously asked her. You know there are cases where the partner goes to other woman or man to satisfy their sexual needs which they don't get from their respective partners".

Khushi ears became alart.

"they leave their partners and go in the middle of the night and share their bed with other men and women. Khushi! (payel touched her hand) there is not point in marring someone and then seeing him or her going to other people na?"

Khushi was in deep thoughts. Her face became pale with the very thought what if her Arnav ji also doing the same. A sudden sadness clouded over her mind and she felt like crying. She wanted to rush to her Arnav ji and confront him about the whole thing.

"What if your partner behaves like and aminal on bed?" Khushi asked payel in a low voice.

"Aminal? You mean brutal? You mean hitting and all?"

"no no not bitting. But you know'" Khushi bit her lips not able to find right words. And above all she never wanted to discuss her personal life with her husband like this.

Payel became worried seeing Khushi battled to stop her tear. "what happened Khushi? Does Arnav ji tortures you?"

"no no" Khushi hurriedly defended her Arnav ji.

"then what is the matter babes? Why are you so upset?" payel hugged her from sideways to comfort her.

"Payel, after our first night I was sore and arnav ji seems to be too pushy and hard on me'he wanted to do it with me many times after that but I was so afried. I was shaky".

Payel gave her a good laugh and Khushi's heart sank. Here she is trying to share her misery and there her best friend is laughing.

"Khushi! Baby, you should be lucky yaar. You husbands wants and you and what I know from your talks he is very passionate. Trust me Khushi you are fortunate enough that your husband is man. And who does not want to sleep with the Arnav singh Raizada? I am sure there are many who would like to. But you are the lucky girl".

Khushi again lost in her deep thoughts, And who does not want to sleep with the Arnav singh Raizada? She closed her eyes to remove her fear. "No Arnav ji cannot do this with me. I am wrong. He cannot sleep with someone else.

Payel touched her cheeks and said, just enjoy these moments with him Khushi. Every girl fears to be with his man after their first encounter. But that doesnot mean you will stop doing it with him. Will you? no na? and don't do this mistake before you know its too late. Go to your husband and give yourself to him.

**

she was sitting in her room thinking about her conversation with payel just when the door flew open. Khushi gasped and looked at him.

Arnav looked at her angrily and then slammed the door behind. The anger did not go unnoticed by Khushi. "But what was the reason?" She thought. She bit her lips and walked towards her husband who stood rooted on tracks.

"tumhari biwi deti nahi Arnav! Tsk tsk poor you. a mere deer in a lion's den? Or a tigress acting like a deer so that you don't touch her and she can share her bed with other men behind you back" GG's words still echoing in his mind.

"21^st century girl cannot be nave, can she?" GG said undoing his tie. How on the earth did GG know about Khushi and arnav's personal matter, he thought. That means that bitch told GG about everything that had happened between both of them. That means his Khushi was a part of GG's game plan?

He narrowed his eye and kept looking at his wife who betrayed him by telling his and her personal life to her bitch mother. "How could she? That means she purposely did not tell her about anjali's behaviour towards her just to gain sympathy. And like a fool I believed her tricks?" Arnav thought, his anger slowly taking control over his mind.

He kept on looking at her till she was two feet away from him.

"Arnav ji", she tried to speak to him gather all her courage about what she feared. The fear of sharing his husband with any other woman. But she knew she have to ask him today otherwise she will not be able to ment this relationship ever. And she hoped that he will be truthful to her no matter what. She will be hurt if what she is thinking becomes correct but at the same time she will accept her fault despite of valuing her love over sex.

"STOP", she heard him screaming at him. Nervously she too few steps back flinching by his sudden rudeness.

"Did you tell about our private moment to someone else Khushi?" Arnav directly questioned her making her fall off the guard.

She did tell this to payel, "but how come Arnav ji come to know? And payel has never spoken to him directly", she thought

"Arnavji!"

Arnav grabbed her shoulder and jerked her, "Y.E.S or N.O?" he punctuated his words sending shivers down her spine.

Khushi couldnot hold back her tears. His fingers were piercing her skin and his anger making her shiver. "dad, please help me", she thought closing her eyes.

"I….I am sorry Arnav ji" she stammed and Arnav pushed her making her fall on the ground.

That was it, it was all clear for him. "Khushi was a part of her mother's plan. And she keeps sending her news. He wont be surprised if khushi's health issue was all fake and made up". She purposely fell sick so that Arnav takes care of her? And she can act all teenager types and throw dust on arnav's eyes.

Khushi got up from the floor feeling guilty about the whole thing. She admitted she wronged by confining to payel. It was their personal issue and she shouldn't have discussed at the first place.

But the little did both of them knew it was GG who sneaked in the collage canteen while Khushi discussed about her personal problem with payel and grabbing that opportunity and using it as her pawn GG exaggerated it up keeping all the facts correct so that ASR's shattir (shy) mind fail to recognized her venom against Khushi and fed him against Khushi.

Khushi held Arnav's hand and stopped him from going inside the bathroom.

"I am really sorry Arnav ji. I will not repeat this in future. Please don't leave me and go".

Arnav turned towards her and came, "for what I should stay with you Khushi?" he said mocking her.

Khushi bit her lips and circled her arms around his neck. "please!" she begged.

Arnav narrowed his eyes and looked at her with lusty eyes, "why suddenly feeling the need to f**k?"

Khushi stepped back. "How could her Arnav ji say that word?" she wondered sadly. "was it only that four letter word for him not making love?"

"Cant resist your heat anymore woman?" he spatted out once again.

"I am sure you have other ways to calm yourself down other than me helping you to calm down. Isnt it?" Arnav accused her in anger.

Similarly even I have ways to calm myself down khushi, I don't need your body against me for that. I have hundreds of them who are ready to do it freely with me and some of them die to be in Arnav singh raizada's arms.

Khushi was shocked. Her biggest nightmare is coming true. "does that mean he had…" she chocked at the very thought trying to gulp down a huge lump.

"Arnav ji you mean, you had…other girl fri…"

Khushi did not understand whether to continue this topic or should she stop. Because it was unbearable. She cursed herself of this. If she gave him what he wanted then today this situation wouldn't have raised.

"I am sorry Arnav ji" she said crying her heart out in his shoulder. "I am so sorry for stopping you from coming close to me. Please Arnav ji give me another chance to…to make love to you…the…the way you want to….and I promise I wll not tell this to anybody…" Khushi sobbed bitterly.

"Miss Khushi Kumari Gupta, I care a f**k about such behavior of your. All I need is my heir. I have been delusional for some time but now everything is crystal clear. I hate myself for taking care of such a woman like you. My initial assessment about you was correct. I am not going to fall in your trap anymore", with that he picked her up and threw on the bed.

"you want to be f***ked by me, so be it".

He entered her painfully Khushi gulping her cry biting her lips, hiding her face and tears from Arnav covering her face with the pillow.

The pillow absorbed her pain, her screams, her tears inside it.

**

Once he took out all her frustration he got up and went out of the room towards the poolside to get some fresh air not wanted to see her face at any cost feeling disgusted about the mother and the daughter duo.

Khushi getting a scope ran inside the bathroom and screamed her heart out opening all the taps and shower so that she scream was not audible by Arnav.

She sat under the shower for quite sometime and massaging her effected area. It was bruised badly. The moment she moved the pain hit her badly.

She did not know when she fell on the floor and laid unconscious.

**

After few minites when her sense came back she gathered herself and changed into fresh clothes. She walked inside the room and found Arnav sleeping in his side of the bed.

A lone tear escaped in happiness and well as due to sadness. Happiness, to find her husband in the room and sad because of what happened few hours ago. When her body rejected any type of closeness Khushi forced herself to get involved. She hated his mind, which betrayed her body. She can never go justice to her body she thought. Something she will always regret doing.

She slid inside the duvet and hugged Arnav from behind. Arnav shifted and turned towards her. Placing a peck on her forehead in his sleep he smuggled up with his wife.

Khushi felt content in his arms and named their encounter as punishment for discussing their private life with outsider.

She whispered near his ears, "I promise you Arnav ji I will never discuss our thing with anybody".

She kissed his cheeks and whispered, "I love you a lot Arnav ji and I will make sure you get what you want from me only".

She closed her eyes keeping her head on his bare chest and anrav smuggled hold her tightly in her arms.

**