A Dangerous Liaison

chapter 4

Chapter 4:-

Khushi's heart was racing as she arrived at the mansion, only to find it pitch black. Panic set in as she called out for servents, but no one answered. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her head, causing her to touch it and bring her hand back in front of her eyes. To her horror, she found it covered in blood. Khushi screamed and sat up in bed, realizing it had all been a nightmare.

Arnav rushed to her side, concern etched on his face as he asked her what had happened. Khushi could barely catch her breath as she recounted the terrifying dream to him. His strong arms encircled her, pulling her close as she clung to him for comfort. In his embrace, Khushi felt safe and protected from the shadows that lingered in her mind.

As Khushi looked up at Arnav, she couldn't help but wonder where their love had gone. In the past, their feelings for each other burned like wildfire, but now it seemed like just a flicker. Arnav seemed to sense her apprehension and smiled reassuringly..

Arnav took her hand and brought it to his lips, planting soft kisses along her arm until he reached her shoulder. The scent of her skin was intoxicating, making him crave her even more. As Arnav kissed her shoulder, Khushi's hands clutched the sheets beneath her, lost in the passion that burned between them. Moments later, their hands came together, a symbol of their unbreakable bond.
He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then leaned up and kissed her deeply, pulling her close and holding her tight. She tasted divine, and he couldn't get enough of her.

They were intertwined, wrapped up in each other, and time stood still.

But eventually, they had to come up for air, and he reluctantly pulled away from her. She looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes, and he knew she was sated.

"Are you okay?" he asked, stroking her cheek.

She nodded, smiling. "Better than okay."

He grinned, feeling a rush of satisfaction. He had pleased her, and that was all he wanted.

They lay there for a while, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow, until she turned to him and said, "Your turn."

He raised an eyebrow. "My turn?"

She nodded, a wicked glint in her eye. "I want to hear what noises you make."

And with that, she pushed him onto his back, straddled him, and set to work on making him moan.

Basking in the afterglow, Arnav gazed at Khushi as she slept soundly, her body pressed against his.

Flashback,

The thunderstorm was raging outside, and Khushi found herself caught in the heavy rain. Arnav caught sight of her and chased her across the treacherous roads.

He finally caught up to her just as she stumbled and fell in the middle of the street. Her life was in danger as a speeding truck was about to hit her, but Arnav sprang into action and jumped over her, rolling over to the other side of the street.

Arnav helped Khushi to her feet, but she was hesitant at first, not trusting this stranger who had appeared again out of nowhere. However, she soon realized that he was genuinely concerned about her injury.

Arnav examined her leg, which was cut and bloodied. "You're hurt badly," he declared. "You need to have that wound dressed immediately."

Khushi, not wanting to inconvenience him, tried to brush it off. "It's fine," she said. "I'll see a doctor tomorrow."

But Arnav was not having any of it. "I'm not going to let you walk around with an injury like that," he insisted. "Come on, let's get you patched up."

He hailed an auto, and they made their way to a nearby clinic. Arnav was steadfast in his care, ensuring that the wound was cleaned and bandaged properly. Khushi was grateful, but also a little overwhelmed by his kindness.