Chapter Thirty Six

Fuuuuucccckkkiiiinnnngggg heeeeellllllllllllllll!!!!!

Avantika placed her hands at her sides, gasping for breath. She wiped away the bit of sweat that had formed on her forehead with the back of her hand, and glanced back at the group behind her. They were almost at the end of their hike, almost reaching the top of the trail that provided a glorious view of the area around them. At first the guys had been way ahead, the girls being behind. But as the hike went on, the guys had slowly slowed down, feeling rather exhausted, the girls continuing to remain behind. They had taken two breaks in between, but all Avantika wanted was to get it over with, especially since she had an adrenaline rush going on.

"Come on you guys, we're almost at the top!"

"Chill out chatterbox," Virat said, stepping beside her. "The group is only going to be moving slower and you know it."

"Let's take another break," Sana said.

"Oh come on, we're almost there," Avantika frowned.

"Nuh uh Ava, you go. I'm so exhausted," and she ran her hands over her chest, which was slightly glistening from sweat.

Avantika urged herself not to puke from her desperate attempts, although they had worked on some of the guys, who were currently eyeballing her.

"How are you not feeling hot in that thing Ava, it's so hot," Sana fanned herself.

"Well, yeah, it is, but the more sweat during a workout, the better, no?"

"Don't get too warm up in there though," Virat said. "No one's carrying you down if you faint."

Avantika scowled at him. "Ha," she said sarcastically, and she unzipped her jacket, revealing her toned body and black sports bra that zipped up from the front.

Immediately, she had caught the attention of a lot of the guys, and the ones who had been looking at Sana, were no longer interested in her. It was clear that Sana was fuming with jealousy, but Avantika could care less.

"I'm still going," Avantika said. "See you lazy bozos later," and she continued up the trail.

But not only had Sana felt jealousy, but Virat had as well. He knew exactly where his fellow buddies' eyes were going and he was not happy about it at all, especially since he knew what many of them would like to do with the zipper of her sports bra. The moment he saw someone attempt to go ahead as well, he spoke up.

"You all take your time, I'll keep my eyes out on her before she does something and her brother murders me," and Virat went after Avantika.

Avantika continued following up the trail, and not too long later, she reached the top, coming out to the cliffside and seeing the view below. There was nothing but greenery everywhere, trees beyond trees all around, the hills and mountains surrounding them beyond. The sky was still clear blue, and the clouds were as fluffy as marshmallows.

"Wow... it's so beautiful," she said in awe, gazing out at her surroundings.

"Not as beautiful as you."

Avantika turned around and looked at Virat. He walked over to her, taking his backpack off and setting it beside a rock before standing beside her. He looked out at the view around them, while Avantika looked up at him.

He noticed it from the corner of his eyes and looked at her. "What?"

"You're such a cornball."

Although Virat tried to frown as he rolled his eyes, he couldn't stop his grin. Avantika grinned as well, both looking out at the view.

"Nice outfit," Virat finally said.

"Sana seems to disagree."

"I could care less."

Avantika looked up at him, smirking at him.

"What?"

"She won't be happy to hear that."

"That's unfortunate for her."

"Hmm, how true. Oh, the poor girl...."

"You know, I would preferably not like to talk about other women who aren't my girlfriend," he said, crossing his arms as he looked back out at the view.

"Oh? And who's your girlfriend?"

Virat looked down at her and Avantika stopped herself from shrieking like a banshee, though she did start rocking back and forth on her feet as she grinned like the Cheshire cat.

"Come here, you," Virat chuckled, and he pulled her in by her waist, removed her cap off of her head, and kissed her.

Avantika happily threw her arms around him, kissing him in return. "This is honestly so perfect," she said when she pulled away. "We've got the view and everything! Too bad it isn't for forever," she frowned.

Virat pulled out his phone from his pocket and held it out. "It can be."

Avantika looked up at him in surprise, but she couldn't help the grin on her face. She happily nodded, as if she were a bobblehead, causing Virat to chuckle. He opened up the camera app and held out his phone as he kissed her again, taking a picture. Avantika hopped up in joy as she looked at the photo and then had him take a few selfies of them, since he was taller and his arms were longer.

"Aww, we look so cute together," Avantika gushed.

"No kidding."

Both Avantika and Virat looked up to see the rest of the group pouring in. Vikram was looking at them with a smirk, some of the other guys behind him.

"Watching out for her because of Arnav huh," Vikram smirked.

Avantika rolled her eyes and looked at their pictures.

"Tell me dude, does Arnav know?"

"Know what," Sana asked as she went beside her brother.

"About these two hooking up."

"Hook- wait, what?"

Sana looked at them, totally confused and annoyed.

"Bhai is too busy with his own stuff," Avantika said, taking out her own phone from her jacket pocket.

"Damn Virat, this is a ballsy move," Vikram said. "What will Arnav think when he finds out?"

"First of all, its not just some hook up," Virat said. "Avantika is my girlfriend."

"Wait, what," Sana nearly squealed.

"Damn, really ballsy move," Vikram said.

Virat rolled his eyes, ignoring his commentary.

"Oh, you're a being so dramatic, chill out," Avantika waved. "Bhai knows my feelings for him, they're best friends, and there's no issues, right babe," and she looked up at Virat.

Virat hummed in agreement and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"And before anyone tries to start some shit, I've notified Bhai and he happily gives his blessing," Avantika said, looking at them. "So fuck off."

"You heard her."

Vikram held his hands up. "Alright dude, your funeral," and he walked away, his buddies following after him.

Sana stood there, absolutely irritated, and Avantika waved at her with the fakest smile possible. The girl let out a huff and stomp, and stomped back to her posse, her arms crossed and purposely trying to push out her already half-spilled-out breasts.

Avantika turned to Virat and he placed a kiss on the top of her head, before both turned back to enjoy the view. For now they would enjoy the calm and only wonder what tomorrow would bring.

Chapter Thirty Five

Sunlight began to peek in to the room, awakening Khushi. She slowly opened her eyes, her vision at first blurry, and then clearing up and reminding her where she was.

Wait, so then last night... it wasn't a dream.

A small smile spread across Khushi's face as blush rose to her cheeks. She remembered the events of the night before, and her body instantly hummed, giving her a small reminder of the feelings she had felt the previous night.

"Morning."

Khushi looked up to see Arnav at the door, dressed casually in pjs and a t-shirt. She looked away, feeling her cheeks heat even more. Arnav couldn't help his smile and made his way over to her, sitting down beside and placing a kiss on her cheek.

"How are you feeling," he asked softly, placing his fingers in her hair, cradling her cheek.

Khushi nuzzled into his embrace, letting him know that she was okay.

"You sure?"

Khushi nodded and placed a kiss in the palm of his hand, then placed her hand over her stomach.

"I had a feeling," Arnav grinned. "You were so picky last night with your food," he chuckled.

Khushi frowned at him. It was good intentions, I didn't want to end up eating any snails you might have tried to sneak in there. 

"Okay, okay, put the frown away before they become permanent," and he kissed her forehead.

Instantly, Khushi's frown went away.

"Good. I already ordered breakfast for us and it should be up soon. Why don't you get ready and meet me in the other room."

Khushi nodded and Arnav placed another kiss on her forehead. He got up and was about to leave, when he turned back around and nuzzled Khushi's nose.

"Love you," he said softly.

Khushi couldn't help her grin and nuzzled him in return, making Arnav smile.

"Now quickly get ready. Next thing you know the food arrives and it'll get cold."

Khushi nodded and Arnav left the room, shutting the door behind him. After a few moments passed, Khushi laid back down and wiggled with joy, beaming brightly!

This is real, it's all real! Last night was real, this just now was real - it's all real!

Khushi reached her arms out and felt the bed beneath her.

Last night... it was magical. He was so kind- except for those few moments he teased me, she frowned, but I guess he did so that I would be comfortable. But all in all... oh my gosh!

Khushi sat back up and looked around the room. Her sari was no longer a mess and was folded properly, courtesy of Arnav. She went over to it and held it, remembering the brief moments with it the night before. Bunching it up in her hands, she buried her face in it and let out a small squeal.

I'm not dreaming at all!

Khushi placed the sari down and quickly went into the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and analyzed herself - she didn't look any different, other than the ridiculous grin on her face, but she felt different. She remembered the way Arnav had touched her and her hands moved her in that way, remembering the night before.

Last night was truly magical and Arnav....

Khushi looked back up into the mirror, briefly glancing at her lips before looking at her eyes.

I know how much you miss my voice Arnav... and for you, I'll try.

*~*

It wasn't long until their breakfast had arrived, and Arnav gave the workers their tip, and they left.

"Khushi, food is here," he called out to her.

The door to their room opened and Arnav turned to her.

"See, this is why I-"

But Arnav immediately stopped in his tracks, stunned by the sight of Khushi in his shirt.

Just his shirt.

Khushi glanced down at herself, tucking her hair behind her ear. While she had glanced in her bag the night before to see what Anjali had packed, she hadn't looked at it too carefully. What she presumed to be regular clothes, actually ended up being a hideous selwar kameez wrapping up a few of Arnav's t-shirts and shorts. The moment Khushi realized that, she had mentally cursed and had a mini freak-out.

Di is so getting it when we get back home! How could she just make it seem like she put regular clothes with the sari, when really it's all his stuff?

But although Khushi was irked by this, she still couldn't help but to take this as an opportunity. So she put on one of the t-shirts, and when she went to put on one of the basketball shorts provided, Khushi felt absolutely ridiculous in it, having pulled on the drawstrings so much to keep it around her tiny body. And so, in the end, with a smack-load of bravery, Khushi decided to only wear Arnav's shirt... especially since Anjali hadn't thought to put in fresh underwear in her bag.

Oh, Di, what to do with you....

Khushi looked up at Arnav, finding him still to be stunned. She tugged on the shirt a little, hoping that it would go down a little more... not that it was going to. Arnav snapped out of his haze, shaking his head.

"Er, sorry, I... um... breakfast is getting cold! Yeah... breakfast... cold... yeah...."

Khushi pursed her lips, trying to hide her smile, seeing Arnav so flustered. She made her way over to him, looking up at him through her lashes. Arnav's eyes kept darting from her to anywhere else but her, and Khushi found it too humorous. She reached up on her toes to bring their faces aligned and wrapped her arms around him. When Arnav looked at her, Khushi wiggled her brows, teasing him.

"S-stop it Khushi. Y-you're making me uncomfortable."

Khushi frowned at him, tilting her head. You're uncomfortable? I'm the one that's half naked and feeling the breeze go up my shirt - but I'm sure you know that.

And boy did he, especially since her erect nipples were quite visible in the black t-shirt of his that she was wearing.

"Sh-shall we eat?"

Khushi could not hold back her smile and nuzzled his nose before nodding. He quickly took her to the table and had her sit, then sat across from her and solely focused on the food in front of him.

While this was the situation here, over at Raizada mansion, it was orgasm galore! Both Anjali and Shyam were still lost in the throes of passion, and neither could complain whatsoever over the increase of Anjali's libido. And while these two love-bunnies were hopping away on each other, over at the Kapoor's camp, or rather, glamp site, everyone was busy having breakfast together, altogether in the big house. Workers were placing down all types of different foods, per the guests requests. While many had gone quite extreme, to worried over their diets and restrictions, both Avantika and Virat were humored by it all. They watched as servers raced back and forth from the kitchen, as certain things about the food had been wrong and needed to be fixed. While the two kept exchanging looks about the shenanigans around them, Deviyani had noticed it, and she immediately understood that all was well with the two, and she mentally was throwing confetti everywhere.

After breakfast, they all planned on going on a hike... which then became only the children going on a hike. Thanks to Sana, there was a large selection of clothing to wear for the hike, the other girls swooning over her for being so gracious and trendy. Avantika felt the urge to stick her finger down her throat, but resisted. Instead, she grabbed something to wear, since she had brought nothing that would be good for the hike, other than sneakers.

Some time later, the boys were all ready, muttering to themselves and waiting to see how the girls looked. Inwardly, Virat was curious to see Avantika, but at the same time, he didn't expect her to be like the other girls, who would most likely appear half naked and wanting the guys to gawk at them.

Nah, Avantika won't do that, she won't wear something inappropriate. But then again, the way some of these guys are... I'll fuck em up if anyone even gives one wrong look-!

The girls finally came out, and immediately the guys starting teasing, the girl ignoring them. While they all muttered amongst themselves, Virat looked around for Avantika.

Where is she?

"Hey Virat!"

Virat turned around to see Sana. "Oh, hey."

"Ready for the hike," she beamed, rocking on her feet.

Virat noticed the way she had put her arms behind her back, pushing her breasts out. Of course he quickly looked away, feeling rather uncomfortable. But in that moment, Virat caught sight of Avantika, and he froze. Her hair had been pulled back in a ponytail, going through her black baseball cap. She wore a black adidas track jacket, which she had zipped all the way up, along with black leggings, a black backpack hanging on her back. When her eyes met his, he snapped out of his daze and went over to her, fully ignoring Sana and what she had been saying.

"Hey," Virat said when he reached her.

"Hey," Avantika smiled back lightly.

"Ready for the hike?"

"No," Avantika whined. "I brought all of my good sneakers on this thing and they're going to get fucked, along with me!"

While Avantika continued to frown, Virat looked at her in shock, which Avantika noticed.

"What?"

"You really are gonna have to watch that mouth of yours chatterbox."

"Wha- don't call me that and what do you mean?"

"Let's get going guys," they heard Vikram call out, and the group started following him.

Virat turned to leave as well, but Avantika quickly caught him. "Uh, you didn't say what you meant."

"You brought all of your good sneakers and they're going to get fucked, along with me?"

Avantika's eyes widened. Shit, did I really say that?

"Really chatterbox?"

Avantika gulped, looking away. Virat looked forward  and saw that everyone had already started going ahead, leaving the two behind, so he moved closer to her ear.

"Keep it up, and it just might happen," and he nipped her ear before going off to catch up with the others.

Avantika's eyes widened as a squeal escaped her throat, the poor girl biting at her lip.

I... he... uh- eek! "Hey, wait for me," and Avantika ran after the group, groaning once again at the thought of the hike.

It's safe to say all three Raizada's were totally fucked.

Chapter Thirty Four

Picking her up in his arms, Arnav took Khushi back to their room. Khushi buried her face in Arnav's neck, feeling her heated cheeks as she wrapped her arm around his neck and held him.

Arriving into their room, Arnav placed Khushi down to her feet. He caressed her cheeks within his hands, but Khushi couldn't meet his gaze, feeling awfully shy; the way he was gazing at her... she just couldn't look up at him. But Arnav couldn't help himself but to look at her in awe. He really loved this woman more than anything and couldn't help but to think how strong Khushi was. After everything she had been through, she was still here, and he made a silent vow that no matter what, from this moment forward, he would always stay by her side, and he sealed it with a kiss.

Khushi placed her hands over his and kissed him in return. She felt her body hum and bloom, her heart fluttering in her chest. And when she felt his lips move to her neck, Khushi thought her heart would pop out of her chest. A small, breathy moan escaped from her lips, Khushi turning her head away, giving Arnav more access, as her hands moved to his sides and clutched onto his waistcoat. Arnav brought his hands down, holding her by her waist. Khushi couldn't help but to shudder at the feeling of his warm hand over her cool flesh. Desire began to build within her and all Khushi could think of was Arnav's hands exploring every bit of her body.

Khushi felt Arnav nip at her flesh, and she gasped, her hold on him tightening. She felt him nuzzle his nose beneath her ear, causing her to shudder once more. His right hand moved up to the pallu of her sari and as Arnav placed a soft kiss on her neck, he brushed the fabric off, it falling and getting caught in between them. Khushi let out a small gasp and her grip tightened. She kept her gaze down as Arnav slightly pulled back and looked at her. He tilted her chin up to him, and feeling shy, Khushi continued to look away. Blush bloomed on her cheeks, Arnav taking note of their rosy shade.

"Do you trust me," Arnav whispered.

Khushi looked up into Arnav's eyes, gazing into them for a moment, before she nodded.

Arnav took hold of the fabric in between them and began to slowly unwind the fabric around her, both unable to remove their eyes off of each other. Khushi's sari came completely undone, Arnav holding it in his hands before he tossed it aside. Khushi couldn't help but to scowl at Arnav for doing that - especially given the price of it - but Arnav simply rolled his eyes with a small smile as he shook his head.

"It's just a sari."

Khushi tilted her head, continuing to scowl at him.

Arnav couldn't help but to chuckle and nuzzled her neck, which instantly took Khushi's attention away from the sari. Even Arnav's attention went away from the sari, his mouth working up Khushi's neck. His hands wandered from her waist to her back, and Khushi let out a small sigh at the feeling of his warmth. They moved up a little higher, moving over the clasps of her blouse. Khushi only then remembered the placement of the clasps and her eyes slightly widened as her jaw slacked. Before she could even process it, Arnav released the three hooks that held her blouse together. Khushi's grip tightened once more as her eyes clamped shut, her heart racing even more. Because the blouse had a very scooped-cut back, Khushi was unable to wear her bra without it showing. Luckily the blouse had support of its own and gave her a decent shape, but it's not like Arnav knew.

Until now.

Khushi shuddered in Arnav's hold, her grip still tight. Arnav slightly pulled back and looked at her, though Khushi was unable to meet his gaze. Keeping his eyes on her, Arnav spread the fabric apart. Khushi felt it move along her, slowly exposing her flesh, bit by bit. She felt it come off of her shoulders and skim down her arms, and when she felt that her breasts were exposed, she snuck a glance up at Arnav, only to see him already looking at her. Khushi only got lost in daze, her somewhat surprised that instead of ogling her body, Arnav's eyes were only on hers. But then again, she knew her Arnav very well.

Khushi loosened her grip on him and Arnav fully removed the blouse, tossing it aside over to where her sari was. She watched him as he did it, once again not liking the way he was mistreating the expensive clothing, but she knew Arnav could care less, especially in this moment. She brought her eyes back up to his, still finding them on her. Her cheeks heated up even more, and Khushi hid her face in his chest. She twiddled with the buttons of his waistcoat, twiddling with it even more as she felt his hands go down to her petticoat. When he pulled on the strings of that, Khushi's fingers faltered over the buttons as she felt the fabric skim her legs as it puddled to the floor.

Khushi felt her heart thump in her ear. It became more erratic when Arnav picked her up, Khushi wrapping her legs around him instinctively. She couldn't get herself to meet his gaze, not until he laid her down in the bed. As her eyes met his, the temperature in her cheeks increased. Arnav noted the shade of red and instantly caressed her cheek, his thumb running over it. She turned into his hold, her hand moving over his. When she looked back into his eye, she saw the love and adoration he had for her, but there was a tinge of nervousness showing as well. So, to reassure him, she placed a kiss on the palm of his hand and snuggled into it. A small smile appeared on his face and he kissed her, Khushi caressing his cheeks in her hands. There was something different about this kiss and Khushi felt her desires bubble.

Bringing her hands away from his cheeks, Khushi brought her hands over his shirt and began unbuttoning it, remembering his waistcoat when it prevented her from the next button on his shirt. She felt Arnav smile against her, Khushi feeling her cheeks heat once more. But he immediately distracted her from it, helping her out and unbuttoning his waistcoat. Khushi's fingers continued on their own as he did, finally revealing his chest. She pushed the fabric back, feeling the ridges of his muscular body. Arnav briefly let go of her and unbuttoned the buttons on his cuffs and helped Khushi to remove both his shirt and waistcoat, and Khushi couldn't help herself but to gaze at him. She remembered the incident at the pool, and without a thought, her eyes glazed over his six pack to the smattering of hair leading to his V.

"Checking me out again?"

Khushi's eyes darted up to his teasing ones, and her face warmed up even more.

Stop it, and she pulled him to her, hiding her face in his neck.

She felt Arnav chuckle and he nuzzled her neck before latching onto it and teething it. Khushi let out a breathy moan, turning away and giving him more access. Pleasure built within her and her hands wandered, feeling every part of his upper half. His hands began to do the same, exploring her body. It made her want him more, and the small moans that escaped from her lips were letting it be known. And luckily for her, Arnav sensed her urgency, so he descended on her body. His lips wandered over her flesh, Arnav placing soft and tender kisses. Khushi squirmed beneath him, her desire for him only increasing. But Arnav stilled her, his hands moving to her waist as his lips took her nipple.

A small moan escaped from her lips. Oh fuck!

While his tongue focused on one, his hand came up and focused on the other. Khushi wrapped her leg around him and urged him to her, while her hand made its way into his hair, gripping it. Her mind could no longer process any thoughts, other than how good Arnav was making her feel. And Arnav knew of her pleasure as well, the sounds escaping her lips making it quite evident.

As Arnav wrapped his lips around her other nipple, his hand wandered down along her body. Khushi let out a breathy moan, feeling his warm hand over her cool flesh. Her whole body tingled, and her desire only continued to increase. I small mewl escaped from her lips as his hand reached lower, almost to the place where she desired to be touched most. Her body arched up as well her leg brushing up and down along his. Arnav glanced up at her and could see the desperation, making him smile a little. When Khushi opened her eyes and caught sight of it, she instantly blushed, feeling warmer than ever.

Oh my gosh!

Khushi turned away, feeling a bit embarrassed by her horny desires. But Arnav caressed her cheek and made her turn back to him, letting go of her nipple and giving her a kiss. It distracted her immediately, causing Khushi to forget about her embarrassment, just as Arnav knew it would. Her hands made their way to his cheeks, caressing them. Arnav's other hand followed down along her body, joining the other as it ventured across her body. Khushi hummed against him, her body arching up against his once more.

Arnav pulled back - he gazed down at Khushi, looking deep into her eyes. Although Khushi was blushing and felt shy, she couldn't look away. She saw the love that Arnav felt for her, and the adoration that he had for her. She felt her insides melt, her heart thumping away without a care.

Arnav kissed her once more before leaning his forehead against hers. "Are you sure," he asked softly.

Khushi could hear the worry and hesitance in his voice, making her heart swirl a little. She caressed his cheek once more and gave a small nod. I trust you.

Arnav let out a small sigh, as if he were trying to let out his worries. Khushi understood his concerns, giving her the feeling of awe. She pulled back slightly and nuzzled her nose against his.

"I love you, too," Arnav said softly, before giving her another kiss.

This time when Arnav pulled back, he reached over to the bedside table and pulled open the top drawer. He rummaged through it a little and retrieved a one of the many condoms he had shoved in earlier from his bag. He glanced at it before looking at Khushi, who was also glancing from him to the condom. He looked back at it and then looked down at himself, remembering that he still had his pants on. Khushi noticed him looking at them, reminding her as well that he was still wearing them. Glancing up at him one more time, Khushi got up and reached forward to undo his pants.

Arnav looked at Khushi in shock. "Khushi-"

But Khushi cut him off with a kiss. As her hands continued on their own, Khushi continued to kiss him, distracting him, until finally, Khushi had undone them. She pulled back slightly, her eyes hooded as she caught her breath. She briefly glanced up at Arnav through her lashes, seeing the bit shock Arnav was in. But he quickly recovered, looking at Khushi briefly before he kissed her again. He laid her flat on her back again while getting rid of his pants and briefs. He maneuvered himself in between her legs and Khushi let out a small gasp as she slightly pulled back, feeling his hard length against her.

Her eyes were shut as she tried to calm her beating heart. Oh my gosh, this is really happening!

Khushi peeked her eyes open and without thinking, looked down in the space between them and caught sight of the tip of Arnav's length. Blush came rushing back into Khushi's cheeks, and they were hotter than ever! Her eyes immediately darted up to Arnav's, only to see that he was entertained.

"Sorry, no towel to cover me up this time," Arnav teased.

Khushi scowled at him and Arnav chuckled, nuzzling her cheek. She slightly turned away, but her eyes glanced down at his length. She felt him twitch against her and Khushi took in a sharp breath. Arnav stopped nuzzling her cheek and glanced down at himself before a pop of red spread through his cheeks, Khushi catching this.

Oh?

Khushi looked at him in confusion, the shade of red only spreading.

"Um... guess I'm a little more excited than I thought I was?"

The embarrassment was evident on his face and Khushi couldn't help herself but to smile.

"Hey, don't smile at me like that, I'm not some teenager!"

But Khushi couldn't help it at all and only grinned harder.

"Hey- you know what-"

Arnav pressed his lower half against her and Khushi gasped, her smile gone.

"That's what I thought," Arnav smirked teasingly.

Khushi gulped, looking up at him wide-eyed as her heart once against thumped in her ears.

Eep!

"Not all smiley now, huh," Arnav smirked.

Khushi gulped, her heart thumping as she panted.

Arnav looked down at her parted lips, feeling her chest rise and fall, brushing against his. Without another thought, he kissed her, forgetting his intentions of teasing her. Khushi moaned against him, arching up against him once more and feeling his hard length. Her brain could no longer think of anything else but him, and she wanted to be a part of him - be one with him.

And Arnav wanted the same.

Briefly pulling back, Arnav ripped open the small foil packet and retrieved the condom. He unrolled it over his length, Khushi watching him as he did, quite fascinated - after all it was definitely interesting to see it actually happen over an actual penis, rather than a banana in health class. With the condom placed over his length, Arnav properly placed himself by Khushi's entrance and looked down at her. Both knew all too well how much this could possibly hurt Khushi, given that this was the first time. While Arnav dreaded it, Khushi understood that this was just how it was and was mentally prepared. But she could see that Arnav was hesitant, so she reached out and gave his hand small squeeze. Arnav looked at her and she gave him a small reassuring smile with a nod. Arnav nodded as well, and so to get over with it quick, he moved over her, the tip of his length at her entrance.

Arnav gave her a soft kiss. "I love you," he murmured over them, and swiftly buried himself within her.

Khushi let out a cry in pain, Arnav quickly hushing her with a kiss. Her hands had quickly reached out and gripped onto his back, her nails digging into her flesh. Her heart had accelerated a hundred times more, beating rapidly than ever as Khushi felt the insane burst of feelings within her. The mixture of pain and pleasure swirled within her, but what beat it all was Khushi's desire of wanting more.

Khushi buried her face in Arnav's neck and whimpered, her body slightly trembling. Arnav understood, and he slowly drew back and buried himself deep within her. Khushi let out another cry, her grip once again tightening. When Arnav pulled back and buried himself within her again. Khushi clamped down on Arnav's neck, causing him to hiss and buckle. He continued to move slowly within her, making sure to not hurt Khushi and make sure that she was comfortable. When the pain slowly subsided, Khushi slightly pulled back and looked up at Arnav. She gazed deep into his, feeling so much love for this man, and she kissed him. Arnav kissed her in return, and he slowly increased his speed. As his thrusts increased, his grip around her waist tightened. Khushi's hands wandered all over his body, as did their lips. Arnav cupped her head under his arms while Khushi wrapped hers beneath his arms, gripping onto his shoulders.

As Arnav move faster and faster within her, Khushi felt her body rise higher and higher. Cries and moans escaped from her lips nonstop, proof of the immense pleasure she felt. Her body only rose higher and higher, and Khushi knew exactly what was about to happened. She blinked up at Arnav, seeing that his breath was harsher than before, his features screwing up as well. Khushi reached up and kissed him, clearing her brain and thinking of nothing else, and within. a matter of seconds, she cried out her release, her body shattering into pieces as she exploded around Arnav.

"Fuck," Arnav grunted, and he pumped into her hard and fast, before burying into her completely and exploding within her.

With all his might, Arnav held himself up, his forehead against Khushi's as he let out his release. He felt Khushi pulsate around him, and he gave a few more slow strokes, before pulling out of her. For a moment, both just stayed that way, trying to calm their hearts and catch their breaths. When Arnav felt his clam a little. he looked down at Khushi to see her eyes hooded as she continued to calm her heart. He tilted her chin up a little, and Khushi looked up at him. Her face was flushed, her eyes slightly wide as she gazed up at him. Blush quickly filled her cheeks as looked away, a small smile playing on her lips. Immediately, Arnav felt relief, not even realizing that he was feeling worried in the first place. He placed a kiss on her cheek and pulled away, getting up and tossing out the used condom.

Khushi watched him as he moved about the room. Although their activities had definitely increased the temperature in the room. the breeze that was coming from outside was quickly changing it. Arnav shut the door to the balcony, then shut off the lights, and returned to bed. He pulled up the covers and got in, bringing Khushi closer to him as he wrapped his arms around him.

"Comfy," he asked softly.

Khushi wrapped her arm around him and nuzzled his chest with a sigh.

"Good," Arnav smiled. He looked down at her. "I love you Khushi."

Khushi smiled at him softly and nuzzled his nose. I love you too, Arnav. Forever and always.

Chapter Thirty Three

When Khushi discovered that the Étoile was a french restaurant, she had immediately grilled Arnav down, to which Arnav could only laugh. He promised her that she wouldn't be eating any snails tonight - nor ever - and only then did Khushi stop grilling him. They enjoyed their dinner, the restaurant elegant and intimate.

With dinner complete, the couple walked the hotel grounds, admiring the gardens and the sea view. When the breeze picked up and the air got cooler, the two decided to head back up to their room...

And both were, in the words of Avantika, nervous as fuck!

As they headed towards the elevator, Khushi kept glancing at Arnav and away, feeling her heart get ready to catapult itself out of her.

Now that we're going back up to the room, will we... will it... oh gosh, my nerves are on end!

Entering the elevator, Khushi made her way to the back, holding onto the rod for support. Arnav pressed the button for their floor, and the elevator went up, once again revealing the grounds below. Seeing it from high above, Khushi was mesmerized by the view once more, especially taken by the moonlight that shined down on it. But Arnav paid no attention to it. Instead, his gaze was fixed on Khushi, mesmerized by the way the moonlight shined down on Khushi. He was so mesmerized, that he didn't even realize when he went towards her and turned her to him. All he knew was that she looked beautiful, and that she was his, that's it. As soon as she faced him, his lips landed on hers, surprising Khushi.

Khushi felt her insides beginning to spark and bubble, her heart racing. She lost herself in the kiss, and all she could think of was Arnav. She wrapped her arms around him as Arnav brought his hands to her waist, moving her back until her back was against the glass. Khushi let out a gasp at the feeling of the cool glass and Arnav let go of her lips, moving to her neck. He kissed and teethed her flesh, Khushi feeling her heart race even faster than before.

Oh my gosh, it's going to happen! It's really going to happen!

The elevator dinged, notifying them that they had arrived to their floor. Unfortunately, the sound of the ding brought Arnav out of his haze, snapping him out of it. He pulled back and looked at Khushi, who was breathing heavily, looking down. Arnav was a little embarrassed due to his behavior but he didn't want to make Khushi feel weird or awkward, so he simply led her into the suite.

"Um, why don't you go ahead and get changed first and get ready for bed," Aranv said.

Khushi nodded, her lips pursed as she looked down. As she made her way to the bedroom, she glanced back at Arnav. He had gone over to the fridge and pulled out a water bottle, chugging it down.

Can't say that I blame him.

Khushi entered the bedroom and shut the door behind her. She leaned back against it and let out a sigh, shutting her eyes.

Well that was the most intense elevator ride I have ever been on.

She opened her eyes and moved over to the vanity to get a look of her reflection. Her face was still rather heated, and seeing the redness covering her face was only proof of it.

Oh gosh, that kiss was... wow. Things got pretty intense but.... Arnav told me to get changed and ready for bed so does that mean... does that mean it's not gonna happen then? ...maybe its better that way?

Khushi reached for shoulder to remove the safety pin that kept her sari in place, as well as the other safety pins.

I mean what was Di thinking, you can't force these kind of things to happen, I mean....When the time is right, then it will happen... yeah....

Khushi turned to grab her clothes when she caught sight of Arnav out on the patio. She walked over to the door to see Arnav simply stand there while looking out at the evening sky.

Is he okay?

Curious, Khushi walked out and went over to him. It was evident to her as she moved closer to him that Arnav was lost in thought; he hadn't even noticed her walk towards him. Reaching out, Khushi placed her hand on Arnav's shoulder, causing Arnav to snap out of his thoughts. When he turned around to face Khushi, he saw that she was looking at him in confusion.

"It's nothing, just lost in thought."

But Khushi continued to look at him in confusion, not convinced.

"Honest, it's nothing," and he pulled her into him, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Khushi tilted her head. She knew him all to well, so even though he was saying that it was nothing, she knew that it was something. And given the expression on her face, Arnav knew that he wouldn't be able to escape this.

"Okay, fine, I was thinking about something."

That I know, but what about is what I wanna know.

Arnav let out a sigh, looking down at the ground before looking back up at Khushi. "It's just that... I mean things were getting a little heated in the elevator."

Khushi looked away to the side, feeling her cheeks heat.

"For a moment, I wanted to take things further but..."

Khushi looked back up at Arnav, her eyebrow scrunched.

"It's just that... I... I don't want to mess this up."

Mess this up? What do you mean?

Arnav could tell Khushi was still rather confused. He caressed her cheek and brought his lips to her forehead, placing a kiss before he rested her head against his shoulder. Khushi let him move her as he wanted, holding onto him as she waited for him to speak further.

"I... I'm afraid," he sighed.

Afraid?

Arnav let out a sigh. "What happened to you when I was away...."

Khushi noticed Arnav's other fist clenching. She understood what he was talking about, but she didn't want Arnav to be upset, so she pulled back slightly and caressed his cheek, having him look at her. When his eyes met hers, she shook her head, before placing her forehead against his.

"What he tried to do to you... its affected you so much and I... I don't want to make things worse."

Khushi looked up at him.

"I don't want to end up doing something that'll just end up triggering those memories. I've accidentally done it before, I just- I don't-"

Arnav looked down and Khushi couldn't help but to look at him in awe. He cared about her so much, he refused to let her be in any more pain than she had already experienced.

He's such a sweetheart.

Khushi tilted his face up and when Arnav met her eyes, she kissed him. Arnav was a little shocked at first, but the shock quickly subsided, and he kissed her back. Khushi pulled back first and nuzzled her nose against his.

I love you.

Arnav let out a small sigh and smiled softly. "I love you, too."

Khushi's eyebrows shot up in surprise. How did he know what I was thinking?

"You always do that whenever I tell you that I love you," he said as he ran his thumb along her cheek. "At first I didn't understand but eventually I caught on."

Khushi couldn't help her smile and nuzzled his nose again before kissing him. Arnav held her to him, his arms securely around her waist. At the rate things were going, it was becoming clear that things were getting rather heated. And when their eyes met once more, they knew there was no controlling it, not when they were with the one they trust - the one they love.

Chapter Thirty Two

Fuck... meeeeeee!!!!!!!

Avantika couldn't stand any of it anymore! Being stuck in a room with all of these girls - all of them kissing ass to Sana - was driving the girl insane and the harshness of her whiskey wasn't helping at all. All of the other girls were currently dressing up in all of the designer clothes Sana had brought along to the trip to give away to everyone, so naturally, all of the girls were all over it, as well as Sana. But Avantika couldn't stand it! It was clear to her how fake Sana was, and the fact that they were going to be here for the whole weekend was only digging at her more.

Currently, Sana was modeling an outfit, to which all the girls were gushing over. Meanwhile, Avantika sat at the bar, making her drink, rolling her eyes.

I have to get out of here before I barf all over this couture.

Given that no one was paying attention to her, Avantika was easily able to slip out of the room. She walked over to the balcony to enjoy the evening breeze, but was interrupted by the sound of boys hollering. Looking down over, Avantika saw all of the boys playing on the new basketball court the Kapoor's had installed on their property. Her eyes immediately landed on Virat, who was drenched in sweat, dribbling across the court and effortlessly dunking the ball.

"Hot dayum," Avantika muttered to herself as she took a sip of her drink.

She heard the boys holler and mutter below, some of the guys done playing and ready to head to the shower - Vikram being the first to say it and all of the others following, except for Virat. Avantika watched as the other guys followed Vikram inside, while Virat remained outside and played on his own.

"Looks like we both refuse to follow the Kapoor's," she muttered to herself.

Taking another sip of her drink, Avantika watched as Virat ran along the court, shooting the ball at the hoop and getting the ball in each and every time.

What am I doing up here? I should just go down there! Wait no... um... well.... Shit, if Sana really is planning on making a move on him while we're here, I gotta make sure to plant some shit in his head so that he doesn't agree to going out with her. Dammit Avi, what are you doing up here, go!

Having being pepped up by her pep talk, Avantika made her way downstairs. She walked over to the basketball court, finding Virat hanging from the hoop.

"Show off," she called out.

Virat looked back at her and Avantika immediately felt sparks shooting up her spine. She didn't know why that exactly happened, but something about him all hot and sweaty and having alcohol in her system was really affecting her, and quickly. Virat let go of the hoop and walked over to her.

"Shouldn't you be in the middle of a pillow fight with the other girls," he teased.

"Ha, ha, what's next? Doing each other's hair and nails?"

"You tell me," Virat chuckled.

Avantika rolled her eyes and shook her head as Virat continued to grin at her. Avantika took a swig of her drink, Virat only realizing then that she was drinking.

"Chatterbox, how much have you had to drink?"

"Hey! Don't call me that," she squinted, pointing her finger at him, drink in hand. "And this is just my first," she frowned.

"Good, let's just keep it at that."

Avantika scowled at him and took another sip of her drink.

"You know you're lucky your brother isn't here."

"More like he's lucky because he's not here. Even Khushi," she scowled.

"Why do you say that?"

"Um, because I don't wanna be here," she continued to scowl.

Virat crossed his arms. "Well someone's in a mood. Why don't you wanna be here?"

Avantika looked up at him, saying nothing for a moment. "Because I hate your lover," she finally said.

Virat's eyebrows shot up in shock. "My lover?"

"Oh please," Avantika groaned as she rolled her eyes. "Don't pretend like you don't see Sana basically eye-fucking you every time she sees you!"

"Avantika-"

"I mean seriously, ever since we got here, the bitch has been staring you down like it's gonna help get rid of your clothes or something! It's disgusting and repulsive! But I bet you like that, huh? I bet you really like that attention, having a girl be all over you. I mean why wouldn't you, you're a guy, you're hot, you got a girl practically ready to fuck you, what's it to you, I bet you love it! I bet you love all of the attention she gives you, I mean you always have, just go down memory lane, that's proof right there. Let's face it, it's not just her that likes you, but you like her as well, heck, I bet you love her-"

"I don't love her-"

"Oh puhleez! You don't even see the bad in her, I mean why would you? How could you? Not past all of the plastic and fillers the bitch has got loaded in her-"

"Avi-"

"I get it, it would be impossible to see the core but like come on! How do you not see the bullshit? But then again, you love her, so why would you-"

"For the last time, Avantika, I don't love her."

"Liar!"

"I'm not lying-"

"Yes you are! You love her! You love her, you wanna be with her, why else would you be here? You see the way she looks at you, its not like you're clueless as to how she feels for you, why else would you come on this trip? I'm sure you heard all of the rumors about her plans to make a move on you while on this trip, so I'm sure that's the reason why you came, because you love-"

Avantika was immediately cut off from repeating her words, as Virat had pulled her into him and kissed her. Poor Avantika went into shock, the small tumbler dropping to the ground as her hands shot out to her sides, her eyes wide as she stared at Virat kissing her. He finally let go of her, pulling back and looking down at her. However, poor Avantika was still in shock, unable to move.

"Avi, are you okay?"

Her wide eyes looked up at his, her hands still floating in the air. Virat looked at them and then looked at her in confusion.

"Avantika-"

Avantika's hands came smacking over her lips, surprising Virat from her sudden actions. Her eyes remained wide as she continued to stare at him.

"Avi-"

She held one hand up, silencing him, but further confusing him. For a moment, she stayed that way, looking down to the side. The gears of her brain were malfunctioning, unable to process that fact that Virat had actually kissed her. She placed her hand back on her lips and looked down at them, cross-eyed. Virat continued to look at her in confusion, watching her as she now and then moved her hands away from her lips and then back to them, then placing them in her hair, before placing them back on her lips, looking cross-eyes.

"Oh for the love of," Virat muttered before pulling Avantika back to him, kissing her once more as he held her wrists.

Once again, Avantika was in shock, but this time, she quickly overcame it and her eyes drifted shut. She began to kiss him back, and when Virat's hold on her wrists loosened, she wrapped her arms around Virat's neck, pulling him closer to her. Virat placed his hands at her waist and Avantika let out a small moan, feeling tingles rush up her spine.

Avantika pulled back, tugging on the air between them as Virat rested his forehead against her.

"Did I break you Chatterbox?"

Avantika immediately scowled at him and Virat chuckled.

"Good, I didn't."

Avantika rolled her eyes before she began to fidget with his t-shirt. "Don't call me that," she muttered.

Virat couldn't help his grin and tilted her face up, but Avantika refused to meet his eyes, her cheeks heated.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're blushing," he teased.

Avantika's cheeks heated up even more. "Stop," she whined, and she buried her face in his chest.

"Well you are," Virat chuckled.

"Well don't point it out!"

Virat chuckled again and hugged her, holding her to him. Neither said anything for a moment, Avantika just fidgeting with his shirt.

"So.. you don't love her," Avantika finally said.

"Would I have kissed you if I did?" Virat pulled back so that he could look at her. "She's not the girl that I love."

Avantika glanced down at the ground. "Then who is?"

"I think we both know the answer to that."

Once again, Avantika felt her cheeks heat up. "Then why didn't you say anything after I sent you that embarrassing voice memo."

Virat noticed her hurt expression, and he immediately felt bad. "It's not that I didn't want to Avi, but...."

Avanitka looked up at him. "But what?"

Virat let out a sigh. "It was just a little bit difficult I mean... you're Arnav's little sister, I didn't want for things to get weird."

"Why does it have to get weird for? Virat, I've know you for years, we're also friends too-"

"I know but... I just didn't want for anything to get fucked up."

"Virat-"

"I know it sounds stupid but... it's what I thought the first time you told me you loved me and-"

"Wait, what? The first time? What do you mean the first time, the first time I told you that I loved you was in the voice memo."

"No Avi, its not, and this is one of the reasons why I don't like you drinking."

"What?"

"You once said it when you got drunk a few years ago."

Avantika's eyes widened. "What?"

Virat let out a sigh. "It was back when I was still in college and you were still in high school. You refused to listen and went to the party with Khushi even though Arnav and I told you repeatedly that you couldn't go."

"I can do what I want," she said stubbornly.

"Clearly," he scowled. "That's why you drank what you wanted and when you were drunk, Khushi had no choice but to tell me the truth that you both were there and you were drunk off your ass!"

"I was not-!"

"You sure? Then why can't you remember how I had to sneak away from Arnav so I could get you and Khushi home and get you two up in your room before anyone else saw? Why can't you remember when you drunkenly admitted to me that you loved me when Khushi left us alone so that she could get you cold water and some bread? Hmm? Tell me?"

Avantika tried - she really tried to remember that, but she couldn't. She did remember that evening though, well, what had happened earlier, and she knew exactly which night Virat was talking about.

"Okay fine, I don't remember, but you do! Why didn't you say anything?"

"You were drunk, what did you want me to do? Just go up to you the next day and just be like hey, you said you loved me last night, is that true? I'm sure that would've gone just well," he frowned.

Avantika pulled away, throwing her hands up in the air "Well, isn't this just great," she frowned. "I tell you years ago that I love you, and you just let years roll by without saying anything or doing anything."

"It's like I told you, I was going to jeopardize things with your brother-"

"Fuck that, fuck all of that! My brother's feelings wasn't the important thing here, mine were, okay, mine. And you just...."

Avantika turned away, crossing her arms as she looked down at the ground.

"I'm sorry Avi," Virat said softly, moving over to her.

He placed her hand on her shoulder, turning her so that she would face him, but she refused to look at him.

"I didn't do it to hurt you. In fact, I though that by doing what I did, I wasn't hurting you. I thought keeping it safe would keep things okay. You didn't remember what you had said, so I just let it stay like that. But then when you told me again... I'm sorry Avantika, I really didn't want to hurt you."

Avantika looked up at him. She glanced him up and down before returning her gaze on his eyes. "How long?"

Virat's eyebrows met in the middle. "How long what?"

"How long have you been in love with me?"

He let out a sigh, a small smile on his lips. "I don't know... one minute you were Arnav's annoying little sister, the next.... When I found myself getting really angry when guys would try to make a move on you, I really knew then."

"It made you angry seeing me with other guys?"

"They were all ass hats trying to get the best of you, and you always flirted with them, so yeah."

A Cheshire grin spread across Avantika's face. "So making you jealous really did work!"

Virat scowled at her but Avantika hopped with a clap.

"Hey, it did!"

Virat rolled his eyes. "Sure, I'm sure you would've felt better knowing how badly I wanted to fuck them up."

"Very."

"Avi...."

"Oh stop it you! I just found out that the guy I've been in love with for years has been in love with me all this time, ready to fuck up any guy that looked at me in the wrong way."

Virat scowled at her, and then without a word, he picked her up and placed her over his shoulder.

"Hey!"

"Remember when I used to do this to you when you were younger whenever you were annoying? Well I'll continue to do this."

"Oh yeah? What if I do something in return?"

"Like what?"

Instead of responding, Avantika smacked Virat's butt.

"It won't do you any good," Virat said casually.

"You sure about that?"

Avnatika went to smack him again, but she was immediately pulled back over. In a whirl of movement, Avantika was facing Virat, her legs wrapped around Virat's waist as he had her backed up against a tree.

"Tread cautiously," Virat smirked.

"O-or else what," the poor girl stuttered.

"Or I'll make you my girlfriend."

Avantika's eyes widened as her eyebrows shot up. "I-I-I... I-I-I..."

Virat couldn't help his smirk. "What's this? Did I break you chatterbox?"

Avantika immediately scowled and Virat chuckled. "Don't call me that?"

"Or else what?"

"Or else... or else...."

Virat arched his eyebrow.

"Or else I'll kiss you."

"Is that so... chatterbox."

Avantika's face screwed up. "You're so annoying," she exclaimed, and then she covered his lips with hers.

It was safe to say that even though Avantika was annoyed with the nickname, she was still very happy that she finally had the man that she loved, who loved her in return.

Chapter Thirty One

Knowing that it would take Khushi time to get ready, Arnav had kept his things out with him, getting ready out here while Khushi got ready in their room.

Oh geez, it literally is our room, Arnav thought to himself. I mean way to go Di and Jeejaji, no pressure here at all! And I can't believe the stack of condoms Jeejaji hid in my duffel bag, how ridiculous! I don't care if it was upon Di's insistence to put so many, like what the fuck?!

Arnav paused and shook his head clear.

Relax Arnav, relax. Who even knows what's going to happen tonight? I mean, if Khushi's not comfortable, then that's that. We'll just go to bed together and that's it, and I mean that's not like anything new, we used to sleep next to each other when we were kids, we always had nap time together! ...then again this isn't time for a nap nor are we kids-! Chill out Raizada... chill out. 

The door to their room opened and Arnav turned around and was stunned to the ground, mesmerized by the sight of Khushi in her red sari. He looked her up and down as Khushi slightly fidgeted under his heated gaze.

Get it together Kush, Khushi pepped herself. Get it together!

With a deep breath, Khushi made her way over to Arnav. She noted his outfit as she did, taking in the white button down, red tie, black waistcoat, and black pants. He looked absolutely handsome and Khushi tried very hard not to bite her lip.

"You look beautiful," Arnav finally said when she had reached him.

Khushi looked down as she blushed. Arnav....

Arnav stepped forward and caressed her cheek, tilting it up to him. Her eyes met his and the moment they did, Arnav's lips landed on hers. Khushi let out a soft moan, reaching up to caress his cheek.

If this was how Arnav was reacting to just the sight of her in a sari of his favorite color, Khushi could only wonder what the rest of the night held.

Who knows, maybe tonight, her dreams would come true.

*~*

As Arnav and Khushi headed down to the lobby to go to the hotel's restaurant, the Étoile, miles away, back at Raizada mansion, there was nothing but pleasure and the smell of sex filling the air!

"Shyam!"

"Oh fuck," Shyam grunted as his wife exploded around him for who knows how many times that night.

Anjali gripped onto her husband for dear life as he let out his release within her, his grip tight on her waist while she tightly gripped onto his shoulders. She picked herself off of him, and laid down beside him on her side.

"Round two complete," Anjali grinned.

Shyam smirked at her before giving her a kiss. Anjali continued to grin and wrapped her arms around his, snuggling into him. Moments passed as they recovered from their high, when a thought crossed Anjali's mind.

"Shyam?"

"Yes babe?"

"How did you manage to get these extra few days off?"

Shyam looked down at Anjali, only to find her looking at him already. "I may have pulled a few strings," he smiled softly.

"But you have to go back soon."

It wasn't a question because Anjali already knew the answer. But Shyam answered anyway, confirming her thoughts.

"Yeah, I do, but I'll request for days off again. And heck, I'll even come back on the weekends-"

"Don't be ridiculous, that's a lot of traveling for no reason."

Shyam tucked Anjali's hair behind her ear, caressing her face. "Anything for you and anything for our baby."

Anjali looked down at her tiny bump and Shyam did as well. She placed her hand over it, running her fingers over it. Shyam glanced up at her and saw that Anjali was lost in thought, confirming his suspicions.

"What's really the matter, Rani Saheba?"

Anjali couldn't help her light scoff, but she did give a small smile. "How do you always know?"

Shyam tilted her head back up so that she would look at him once more. "Because I do, and you know you can't hide things from me, so spill - what's really bothering you?"

"I just..." Anjali let out a sigh. "I'm just... I'm worried."

"About what," Shyam asked as his eyebrows scrunched up.

"Well... this case has been taking up so much of your time and what if... what if the case still isn't over by the time the baby is due? What if you're not there when I need you most?"

Shyam was slightly shocked. Ever since he had first met Anjali in high school, she had always been very brave and very strong, and well spoken on any matter. Yet here she was now, in fear that he wouldn't be around for her, when that was all he wanted but couldn't due to work.

He let out a sigh and wrapped his arms around her, and moved her so that she straddled his lap and kept her eyes on him. "Babe, you know I'll always be there for you, there's nothing to worry about. Yes, my case is big, but that doesn't mean I won't drop anything for you and for our unborn child."

"But what if I go into delivery and you're in the middle of your case at court?"

"You best believe I'll ask the judge for forgiveness and get some traffic violations as I speed on over to you," he grinned.

Anjali nudged him, having a small smile of her own. "I'm serious."

"So am I - you won't have this baby alone, I'll always be there for you. And if all goes well, the case will be over before our child arrives."

"You think so? It's been going on for awfully long, why haven't they been able to put him in jail yet?"

"Because Kareem and his people are too smart," Shyam sighed. "No matter what angle we try to get him from, he's already got it covered."

"But everyone in town knows he's a horrible, how could he possibly run for mayor?"

"It's true, we do all know it, but when there's somehow no evidence whatsoever, a guy like him will never face jail, and he's making sure of it, I'm damn sure. Whether he's paid people off for silence or just made them disappear - he's done it. And now finding any shred of evidence against him is just... damn him!"

"Hey, its okay," Anjali soothed. "You'll get him, I know you will. One day or another, something will pop up and you guys will definitely get his ass in jail, I know you will."

Shyam looked up at his wife. Her humble smile made his heart bubble with joy, Shyam feeling grateful that even if he had no family, he still had his amazing wife and this amazing family to always support him.

"Why are you looking at me like that," Anjali blushed, even though her words were teasing.

"Just remembering how lucky I am to have someone like you in my life."

Anjali's eyes slightly widened before she smiled down at him, taking his hand in hers as she placed a kiss on it. "I love you, always."

Shyam caressed her cheek, bringing her down to him. "I love you, too, always," and sealed it with a kiss.

Anjali lost herself to her passions in that moment, kissing her husband back and forgetting her fears. All she knew now was that she loved him and wanted him, so she picked herself up and slid his length within her, sighing against him in contempt.

She wouldn't let her worries get to her, but instead, she would remain confident. She wouldn't be going through this pregnancy alone, but with her loving husband, no matter what.

Chapter Thirty

During the ride there, Khushi sat there awkwardly, feeling a little fidgety on the issue. Anjali sending the two of them away to a hotel after her antics only helped Khushi to understand Anjali's true motives, and the thought of it made Khushi nervous. Yes, it was true that she had wanted to be intimate with Arnav - she still did. But the thought of it actually happening... she was just too nervous.

"Di is honestly just something else," Arnav muttered.

Khushi glanced over at him.

"I mean not just her, but Jeejaji as well. I mean, if they wanted total privacy, why didn't they just stay at the DuMónt?"

Hmm... he has a point.

It wasn't long before the couple arrived to the DuMónt Hotel. Arnav retrieved the large duffel bags from the trunk, Khushi slightly flinching from the sight of the black Gucci duffel bags. While the valet parked the car, Arnav and Khushi made their way through the exquisite lobby, the large, glistening chandelier a remarkable sight to see! Khushi felt tempted to dip her hand in the large fountain that sat in the middle of the lobby but refrained herself. Instead she continued to follow Arnav to the reception desk, where a tall, rather-busted brunette stood, working away on a computer as she spoke into the phone. Seeing the woman, Khushi knew that this woman could get any guy she wanted.

"...of course, you're very welcome," and the receptionist put the phone away just as they reached the desk. "Welcome to the DuMónt, how may I help you?"

"We have a reservation, under Raizada," Arnav said.

"Of course, let me just check, and she clicked away on her computer.

As the woman did, Khushi noticed the woman - who's badge read Rita - was now and then glancing Arnav up and down. Khushi pursed her lips, rather entertained by her, but definitely not feeling a single bit jealous.

She sees me with him, and yet she continues to check him out, she inwardly grinned.

"Ah, yes, and we were able to make the last minute adjustment - two nights in the Penthouse suite..."

Wait, what, two nights?

"...and you made dinner reservations at the Étoile tonight at 8. Here are your key passes for the both of you, and if you take the farthest elevator to the right, it takes you directly up to the Penthouse suite."

Arnav quickly came out of his stunned state and took the key passes. "Uh, thanks."

The couple turned away from the desk and headed to the elevator she had pointed at.

"Is it just me, or did she say two nights," Arnav frowned.

Khushi frowned as well, completely confused.

"Di said one night, so why- but the lady said last minute adjustment... did they extend our stay while we were on our way here? Why?"

Khushi was confused herself, but then she remembered the way she had caught Anjali basically eye-fucking Shyam, and that wasn't the only time she had caught her since they had discovered she was pregnant. At that thought, Khushi figured out why she and Arnav were both practically kicked out of the house, as well as why the workers were given off.

But Khushi wasn't going to let Arnav know this - what would be disturbing to him - fact.

The two of them arrived to the elevator and Arnav swiped his key pass. The doors opened and they got in the elevator, and pressed the button that would take them up to the penthouse. After going up a few floors, the view cleared, displaying the hotel grounds, as well as the ocean. Khushi was stunned by the sight, completely mesmerized! They continued higher and higher up, until they finally arrived to their suite, the doors opening and revealing the room.

Khushi was stunned. Oh my... wow!

As soon as you entered, you were in the living space, the room bright and white, accented with a variety of shades from light blue to teal. To the left was the kitchen space, a dining area right beside it. To the right, a small hall led into the large bedroom, containing the king-sized bed. You could walk out to the patio from there, as well as from the other rooms, as it wrapped the whole side of the suite.

"Di went totally above and beyond," Arnav sighed.

Khushi couldn't agree more, but she was still stunned by the beauty of the suite. She walked around, finally going out to the patio to catch that ocean breeze. It felt so good in comparison to the warmth of the day, and Khushi absolutely loved it. A soft smile played on her lips as she hugged herself, embracing the breeze. Arnav could see how happy Khushi was, and he couldn't help himself and hugged her from behind, burying his face in her hair. Khushi was instantly transported back to the present, and she looked away, biting her lip.

She and Arnav had this entire suite to themselves... for two nights... and Khushi was beyond nervous!

What will happen tonight, I mean.. are we... will it... oh gosh!

Arnav held out his hand, taking a look at his watch, as did Khushi. "Looks like its almost 4 and we've only had breakfast, so lets order in some food."

Khushi nodded, feeling her tummy wiggle. The two headed inside and ordered room service, and it wasn't long before they arrived from the service elevator with their food. Having tipped the man, the worker left and couple dug right in, enjoying their meal. Once that was complete, it was taken away and each went in one by one to take a shower and get ready for the evening. Khushi was interested to know what exactly Anjali had packed for her, so she looked into the duffel bag she had prepared for her. Inside, she found a beautiful red sari for her, and by the looks of it, the sari looked newly bought and expensive.

Very expensive.

Wait a minute, I can't wear this! I mean Avantika showed me this sari online, it's designer! I can't wear this at all!

"That's a rather nice looking sari."

Khushi turned around to see Arnav, wearing only a pair of sweats. She felt a little nervous, being only in a robe, but tried hard not to let it show. However, Arnav had already seen it, but he didn't want for her to feel uncomfortable, so he pretended not to notice that she was only in a robe with nothing on underneath and focused on the sari... with great effort.

"It's nothing like what we've got at AR, but then again, we are just the best."

Khushi rolled her eyes at his arrogance and Arnav smirked.

"I'll leave you to get ready," and Arnav left the room, shutting the door behind him.

Khushi let out a sigh and looked back at the sari. She really didn't have any other options to wear for dinner, given that all she had was this sari and regular clothes to wear at night.

Thanks a lot Di, and you had to shove in another night why?!

Khushi felt her heart beginning to thump and it made its way to her ears. She clutched her robe over her heart, begging it to calm down.

Why are you getting nervous, don't get nervous, everything will be just fine, don't-!

Khushi's eyes caught hold of her reflection in the mirror. She noticed the big bed beside her and she turned to look at it. If things went well, then there was a chance that she and Arnav...

Oh my... now that the hours are ticking down, the possibility of that is only getting closer and closer. And I... oh gosh, get it together Khushi! It's not guaranteed to happen! Just relax, get ready, and have a wonderful evening. Okay? ...yeah, I'm gonna do just that, get ready and enjoy myself, perfect! Alright then....

Cringing one more time at the expensive sari, Khushi forced herself to get over it and put it on. All she could worry about now was wearing it and looking decent for the night, although it seemed Anjali had planned it all properly, even getting her new makeup, down to even a new sponge. Khushi sighed at the sight, but she once again pushed it away and got ready.

The night was only beginning - who knew how it was going to end.