"Not at all," she said battling her lashes. She saw it a good opportunity to provoke out feelings out of Arnav.
"Then, there would be no guilt tripe, May I?" He offered his arm and she effortlessly, accepted it.
Arnav fist his hand and saw them going toward breakfast table, his nostril flaring. He took a few deep inhaling and calmed his mind. Even after knowing that Khushi was trying to rile him by the jealousy card, he had succumbed to it.
Yes he could see in her eyes. He admitted she could have a crush but what followed after that was to probe him, to make him jealous. The result was clear, he was JEALOUS and he didn't know how to deal with it, although he knew what she was doing.
He could not even see her pretending with someone else.
And he forgot how she must be feeling seeing him pretending to be engaged. He understood at that moment but what he could do, he was still in dilemma.
Wait a minute, Khushi was provoking him but why was NK being so friendly with her? Arnav glared at NK, displeased. But why was he feeling bad? Did he not want Khushi to move on? But NK? NOO, he is too immature.
To be honest, he could see her with no one else and would find reason to refute them but would never admit.
"Why are you guys ready?" NK asked her.
"I am here for an assignment, cover the beauty of India for a clothing branch launching here. We have an addition shoot this morning," she explained him.
Arnav came back in the reality and walked to the table like a lion, he hated seeing them interact. "We are late," he held Khushi's hand and motioned her to stand up.
"I am not done with my breakfast, you should have breakfast too and also what about NK, we can't leave him alone?" Khushi asked innocently, nonetheless, standing up.
"We will have it on the way, Sunny kaka," he called his servant.
"Yes sir," Sunny came in a gypsy.
"Pack us breakfast," Arnav ordered him in stern tone, which shocked the servant too but he heeded.
Arnav never acted stern with the staff but he was hating the very moment of his life and had no control over it.
"Sunny kaka, pack for me too, I am going along them," NK said cheekily.
"Neil beta," Ashika came home after buying some stuff from market. "You came and already going?" She frowned as she hugged him.
"Chachi!" He said cheerfully and exchanged greeting with her. "How is uncle?"
"He is good. Now reply, why are you not resting and spending time with me?" She asked him lovingly, erupting Arnav.
Arnav liked his cousin NK generally, but not when his mom showered attention on him and absolutely not when Khushi gave him attention. He was once again JEALOUS and he felt he would keep feeling that till NK would be here. He needed to ask him for how long was he here?
He smiled at her. "they are going out for shoot, Khushi told me just now, so I want to join them, and if Khushi has time to take my pictures?" He looked at Khushi.
"Sure, I would love to, my experience says you are photogenic," she joked. "Let's go then."
"No. You should rest at home," Arnav said sternly.
"Hey don't worry, I would not disturb Khushi, I will just wander around till she works," he said casually. "Give me five minutes, I will change and come, I am quite sweaty with the travel," he excused himself.
"Aunty, tell me about NK?" Khushi asked, sitting on the chair again, putting her elbows on the table, her face cupped between her hands, as she intermittently ate her breakfast, whilst Arnav stood there stiff, nothing was going according to him.
"He is Ravi's elder brother's son, He and Arnav were born with a gap of a month, the reason NK calls him bhai or Arnav," she told Khushi. "He lives in Delhi and came to visit us. He is a nice boy," she said.
"Indeed," Khushi nodded with a twinkle, side glancing at Arnav, who was fuming.
"If you guys are done talking about NK, let's go," Arnav said in rage and walked out, holding the breakfast packed by Sunny.
Khushi smiled shaking her head, the truth was not far away. "Aunty I am going, or he would burst," she hugged her and went to join Arnav in the car.
Ashika looked at them with warmth filled eyes.
As Khushi sat and buckled her belt, "if he doesn't come in five minutes, we are going," he told her straight-forwardly.
"Arnav!" she gasped, he was being so illogical.
"What?" He looked at her with creased brow.
"I am not going to talk to you if you leave before he comes," she told him clearly.
"So he means more?" He sounded hurt.
"Does it matter to you? Who am I to you except a friend?" She uttered the words and looked out of the window.
You mean the world to me, but he could not express it.
After few minutes, NK came and sat in the car, "I am sorry guys, I am late," he sat in the back seat and notice the tension in the air. "Thanks for waiting for me."
"Had to!" he mumbled and started the car. He loved her so much and could never refute her words.
Without a word, she gave NK's breakfast to him and fed Arnav's, who didn't utter a word but admired her as she managed both of them with the breakfast.
As they were done, "Khushi, do you have a boyfriend?" NK asked her teasingly.
"No NK, although I thought I was committed but that was all an illusion, so I am single," she said, keeping her feelings at bay.
"So, you won't mind if I flirt with you?" He asked her.
"I will mind, because after that you would like to be casual relation, harmless fun, and that I condemn," she said seriously.
"So it is ok, if I flirt and straight-away send a proposal for you?" He asked her.
Hearing him, Arnav's foot pressed on the break. He was furious, even that would be less. How could NK say such thing.
"What happened bhai?"
"Just shut up! I don't want to hear a single word from your mouth," Arnav threatened him, his anger palpable.
NK nodded innocently, while the devil inside him jumped in happiness.
Arnav started to drive again, but seething in rage.
NK's mission was not so far to be fulfilled.
NK remember the conversation that happened two days ago, so vividly.
Ravi had said, "Listen, I need your help,"
"Sure anything," NK replied, happily.
He explained him everything and then asked, "Can you come here by tonight?"
"Wow, Nannav in love. Don't worry, I will manage to come there tonight."
"I will wait for you." The tension lines disappearing from his forehead, he felt reassured.
"I will not disappoint you, uncle."
"I am sure of that, you are the best, and stop being a foreigner and call me chachu," he chuckled.
"Chachu!" He raked his hand through his hairs and hung the call, Satisfied of his decision, he heaved a relaxing breath.
NK could not come that day itself as he had said due to impossibility to get ticket to Mumbai and he had informed Ravi, who assured he could wait.
Khushi was elated at his words, she could see that soon he would say before tomorrow, he would say. Yet she glared at him, "that was mean."
Arnav looked at her but said nothing, looked back at the road. He was helpless, he could not bear such talks.
"Nannav," NK started innocently after few minutes.
"Stop calling me Nannav," he reprimended NK.
"Can I talk?" he questioned naively.
"You are talking anyways," Arnav rolled his eyes and Khushi giggled.
"Tomorrow is uncle, aunty's anniversary," he said.
"I know," Arnav nodded.
"We have arranged a party for them tomorrow night," Khushi informed NK, as Arnav and she had been doing the preparations along his friends.
"Wow, I am so looking forward to it, you know that is one of the reason of my arrival before-handed," NK said enthusiastically.
"I wish you had come that day only to wish and had gone back," Arnav mumbled, Khushi heard and she hid her laugh.
Arnav almost forgot to pick Mukti. "Arnav you have to pick Mukti too," she said cheekily.
He swore and changed the direction, fetching Mukti, who greeted them cheerfully, Arnav drove to the location. He was very aloof. No one spoke the rest of the journey, Even Mukti she was tired and wanted nothing but to sleep.
Arnav parked the car at the location, it was a beautiful fort. "Wow," NK exclaimed. "I have never been here. You have to do my photoshoot here," he said overjoyed.
"Of course NK," She chuckled at him, while Arnav was exploding in anger and only Khushi's presence stopped him from punching NK. He wanted to follow them, be by Khushi but he remembered his deicision and as usual he went along Mukti to another corner, on the pretext to take her pictures, he had to control himself.
"You are such a sweetheart," he praised her.
"NK, although you are nice but no flirting with me," she informed as they were at a safe distance from Arnav, who was enraged.
"I know, you are my bhabhi," he told her.
"How?" She was shocked.
"Chachu called me here," NK divulged the information.
"Ravi uncle?" She narrowed her eyes.
"Yes! To make him realize what he will lose in his folly." He told her.
She nodded understandingly.
"Won't you ask me why he is doing this?" He asked curiously. "Although, I won't tell you, since it would breaching a brother code."
"No, since I promise him, I would not dig the truth until tomorrow midnight. Besides, I knew like everyone else you would not say anything too," she replied him.
"Nice," he was impressed. "You love him a lot, don't you?"
"Yes," she shied.
"I still can't believe you changed my brother," he simpered.
"See, even now, taking Mukti's pictures, his attention is all on us, he is burning green," he told her, making her blush.
"Stop NK," she hit his arm.
"Khushi!" her colleague called.
"Hi," she greeted them and introduced NK to them, "He is NK, my friend."
All hovered over him. "NK, can you do us a favor?" Their Coordinator Lavanya, in India asked them, NK was handsome and he could serve their purpose of the day. She was the responsible for the models. Lavanya was a beautiful in her own way, dressed in casual, her eyes and dimply smile being the main appeals.
"What happened?" NK asked curiously, and to be honest, he didn't like the line of tension on the beautiful face.
"Our male model is unwell and we were looking for a model. Although, we thought to ask Arnav but he seems busy. So we can do half the shoot with you and on Monday ask Arnav, is it ok with you?" She asked him, hesitantly.
"I would love it," he said elated.
"What is going here?" Arnav had joined them and Lavanya told him everything. Arnav was left fuming once again, why was I not here when we arrived? Oh Yeah, he was hell-bent to ignore her.
He went and stood nearby, while Mukti had gone to washroom.
Khushi was feeling gleeful. This was getting interesting.
By the time of the pack-up of the shoot, Arnav was unable to control his mounting anger. He despised the way NK behaved around Khushi, make her blush, how she helped him pose. Arnav was a wreck at the moment and what followed was uncalled for. It was not him but his love doing it.
Khushi felt being in a roller coaster as some held and pulled her in the emptiness of the fort location. In a blink, she was cornered and here were being ravished, her body was on fire.
"You are mine, just mine," he gritted his teeth and placed his lips over hers, he was hungry for her, for her love. he craved for her. The aggression came out so passionately.
Their second intimate moment was the result of jealousy and aggression too.
Khushi groaned and kissed him back, she was elated. She held his hairs and pulled his in more for the kiss, her slender body melting in his.
Tightening his hold on her waist, he ravished her thoroughly, he needed more. He wanted to have access in her mouth, but she was clueless. He slide his tongue in the partition of her mouth, making her gasp, opening her mouth wider, which gave him entrance. He took the full advantage and played with her tongue.
He was no longer in control and he loved her mouth like no tomorrow. He wanted and needed each ounce of her. He wanted her soul like her heart.
As he felt her out of breath, he parted their lips but not his lips from her skin, he glide his lips from her lips to her jaw, to her neck, to her shoulder, he didn't take his lips away for a moment. He was possessed, possessed for her. Without thinking, his mind dazed, he gave her a love-bite, making her yelp loudly. Her first hickey. She blushed.
She was overjoyed, she felt now everything would be fine and she let him touch her, as she trust him.
But her yelp snapped him to reality, and to the course of his action, he was dumbstruck. What have I done? He was berserk.
He raked his hand through his hairs and without looking at her, said guiltily. "I... I am sorry, this should not have happened, I am sorry." He marched away with tears, but leaving her heartbroken behind.