This is a Short Story related to Arnav and Khushi's contract/hate marriage track.
On their wedding night what if Arnav couldn't bear to let Khushi sleep outside in cold Delhi air? Can there be a different end to the torturous night? Can he really ha...
Khushi entered the living room, running, colliding with her mother on the way and dashed into the bedroom.
Arnav followed her inside, not giving heed to anyone's presence, his eyes fixed only on his prey.
Buaji entered next, she had witnessed the commotion outside and also noticed the change in the air between the couple. Understandingly she suggested Garima and Shashi (Khushi's parents) to come to the temple with her and give the couple some privacy.
Despite their best efforts to keep themselves quiet, the old doors had been unable to keep their cries of passion in check. The bed had squeaked, the moans were heard when they were not the most alert...in the late midnight, in the wee hours of the morning when their need for each other grew unrestrained.
Though happy for their union, other members of the family never dared to go to their bedroom to wake them up, or any other time for that matter when they were together in there, to save themselves from the embarrassment, not knowing how they will be found. The elders of Gupta House knew better.
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Arnav locked the door to the bedroom behind him.
Khushi's eyes got alert instantly, like a deer caught in the headlight. Nervous beyond control she started to stagger backward again, stepping on mattresses, colliding with pots, fiddling with her dupatta.
They heard Buaji call out, "Khushi hum sab mandir jakar awat hain, 1-2 ghante me aa jaihain NandKishore [Khushi we are leaving for the temple, will be back in couple of hours]". Khushi's breath caught in losing another way out.
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Arnav said threateningly, "Ab kya karogi Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada? Ab to ghar pe bhi koi nhi hai, ab kise bulaogi? [What will you do now KKGSR? There is no one else in the house now, who will you call?]" stepping closer slowly, dangerously, amplifying her fear.
Khushi gulped in fear, excitement...anticipation of where this is leading. From the corner of her eyes, she located another door and a mischief entered her eyes finding a new escape. She treaded towards it, not letting out her plan and entered the attached bathroom, hastily latching the door.
But her hunter is Shaatir and quick. He stopped the doors from closing and forced his way in and locked the doors once again.
The air suddenly charged, tension grew thick in the small space.
He had been seeking her since morning. After what she did last night, he was enamored... someone put him above them for the first time in a long while, it was like an unspoken wish fulfilled. Khushi had reached out to him, made love to him...he was taken by her.
Hadn't he wanted just that...that she consider him her husband? And she did - so lovingly, rightfully.
![Arnav said threateningly, "Ab kya karogi Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada? Ab to ghar pe bhi koi nhi hai, ab kise bulaogi? [What will you do now KKGSR? There is no one else in the house now, who will you call?]" stepping closer slowly, dangerousl...](https://img.wattpad.com/eee6a223e7d85e45e248eae57b3b56b564b50be8/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f474d35423934414868696f664f673d3d2d313138363434333332322e313663666332336234666334626138663335373134323233313730382e6a7067?s=fit&w=720&h=720)
