M4 - Mera Mafia Mera Mahiya

part 10

Hey friends!
I am back with another chapter of M4. Married couple Arnav and Khushi, are in for lots of surprises. Adjustments. Compromises. Bickering. To name a few. Read further to know about the daily occurrences in the lives of ASR and KSR.

Khushi POV

It has been two days that I have been living in Raizada house. Arnavji and I have silently decided that we will take our own sweet time in understanding each other. That is why I have my room very close to the kitchen area.

Being a social butterfly I quickly befriended all the staff of my husband. From the cook HP to his gang of men stationed outside the house. I shared my Facebook id with Arnavji's head of security Aryan. Initially, he was reluctant. But then I pointed out that this will make his job easier in terms of locating me.

And Aman Mathur has the hots for my BFF La. I coaxed that information from him when he admired our picture of the last college fiesta for a little too longer than necessary.

"Don't tell her that Khushi. Don't try anything at all. I can read it in your eyes."

"Par hum baat chala denge aap dono ki to asaani hojaegi. Nai?"
(But if I put in a word then things would become easier. Right?)

"Thanks, Khushi. But it is a No."

"Ughh. Fine. No matchmaking from my side."

After college hours I returned to the Raizada house with Lavanya. My husband was still at work so instead of getting bored I asked my bestie to join me and Rajeev outside. I was craving street food for a few hours. Since La and I had no pending assignments we chose to step out of the house. Hand in hand with a hyperactive Rajeev walking beside us we left Shantivan.

Arnav POV

Sitting in my office I admired my new wallpaper with a fond smile.
Yes. I, Arnav Singh Raizada, the mafia lord had a new wallpaper on my device. Strange is not it? However, I am married to Khushi Singh Raizada. And you cannot escape the wife.

This morning at breakfast Khushi had forced me to click a selfie with her and my...son. Well, I would have excluded that furball if Khushi's exuberant behaviour had not pleased me. She assumed we were getting along. And I did not feel like breaking her heart. This is our first selfie as a couple. I am gonna save it on my laptop very soon.

"ASR I found something about Shashi!"

My head shot up when I comprehended Aman's words. Perfect. Soon I will have my hands on that looser. And then nobody will be able to save him from my wrath. With a smirk, I gestured for him to get seated.

"He used his cards in one of the malls of Dubai. His bank balance has risen since he and his daughter crossed the borders of India. Someone is backing him financially."

I nodded. Not surprising at all. He is a fraud. Must have made up a fake deal with some innocent and rich tycoon. Or his witch of a daughter must have trapped an innocent rich guy. Khushi calls her Chudail for a reason.

"Keep track of him. Find his location too."

I was about to dismiss him when my phone vibrated on the desk. I answered the call with a frown. Why is he calling me at this time? Oh yes. He must have captured that spy James.

"Yes Aryan. Any update?"

"Yes Sir. We put James in the dungeon. All 6 of us left to do the task and now we are on our way back."

My breath caught in my throat. All 6 of them? Aman took a few of them to find more information on the Guptas. This means no one is guarding Raizada Mansion. OH NO. KHUSHI?!? My stomach churned at the thought of her being in any kind of danger. Anger boiled in my veins. DAMN IT.