M4 - Mera Mafia Mera Mahiya

Part 23

Hi guys.
Here is the next update of my story M4. Please read and review. Merry Christmas in advance fellas!

Khushi POV

A few days passed and my midterm exams were around the corner. I prepared and revised as much as I could. Yes. As much as. Wanna know why? Because after spending a romantic night with my husband I had become addicted to him. I still remember how my mafiaji had made fun of me when I tried to hide in the quilt the morning after our first night. At first, I kept blushing and the man did not stop at all. The entire day he had followed me, teasing me with his patent smirk and juvenile comments.

Slowly and gradually my mind and heart accepted the fact that Arnavji and I are together in every sense of the term. So in the next few days, my shyness disappeared altogether. Last night I made my mafiaji blush for the first time. And the sight of my red-faced husband made me smirk. Thankfully I had to prepare for my exam so he found a good excuse of avoiding me. No matter what happens but Arnavji never compromises with my studies. Suffice it to say I had been revising for weeks now without any hindrance.

However, I was extremely happy today. As my final midterm ended, giving me a chance to breathe I began to make my plans. I so wanted to spend some quality time with Arnavji. I wanted to go on a holiday with my man. Aman and La knew about it. It would be a good surprise for my man. My train of thought came to halt as my bestie tapped me on the shoulder.

"I am super duper, happy girl. Finally, we are done with the papers."

"Yes, La. Now I can plan a surprise trip for Arnavji."

She passed me a wink and then we headed to the parking lot. I had to do a lot of things and there was very little time left. It is past lunch. I can reach home early and do the packing. Yup. That would be perfect.

Payal POV

As soon as Khushi left I had no choice but to do my kitchen duty. The cook HP watched me like a hawk. As if it was not enough the stupid freaking Rajeev kept troubling me. He peed on me twice. Then he pooped on my clothes that I stashed inside the kitchen cabinet. The animal hounded me whenever I wished for a break. Finally around lunchtime HP left to buy the groceries. And Rajeev too fell asleep.

Curiosity got the better of me so instead of having my lunch I took the stairs and entered the room of ASR. For a few days the man has been on my mind. I know he hates my guts and loves that Khushi. But now I am regretting the day I denied marrying Arnav Singh Raizada. It took me a while to understand his appeal. Now it makes sense why Khushi married him. He is husband material. Looks. Money. Emotional bond. All of it oozes out of him.

Wow. The room is beautiful. It is huge. With glass windows leading to a spectacular poolside. After enjoying the view I decided to leave the room. But then my eyes fell on the huge closet beside the bed. Oh my! No one is around. Maybe I could try a few outfits of Khushi. There is no harm in feeling like a princess.

Maybe if ASR sees me in Khushi's outfits then he might change his opinion about me. Khushi is a child. Soon ASR will get bored with her. He will then realize that he needs a beautiful woman like me by his side. I should wear Khushi's dresses. Hmmm. The blue one looks appealing.

Unknown POV

"Make no mistake. Keep an eye on the guards. Your job is to create a distraction and get the woman out of the house. Remember the dusky one is the best friend. The other girl is our target. Now get going."

As soon as I commanded my men they left the warehouse with determined expressions on their faces. It's time to test their training. After years of practice finally I believe that these men are enough to defeat my enemy, the ASR. Today is the D-day. Everything will happen according to my plan. Nothing could go. In the next few hours, Arnav Singh Raizada will contact me to plead for his dear wife's safety. Aaaah. Love stories. They are so romantic. Cheesy. Too cheesy. Let me be the antagonist of your story dear Raizada.