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Leisurely walking on the tiled floor, I stopped at the reception.

"Amanji where's he?" I asked wondering how amanji always receive me whenever I gatecrash AR.

"He's on studio bhabhi."

I couldn't help but raise my brows upwards at top notch. Once he informed, he stopped supervising the shoots. It was handled by Aakashji since he wants Aakashji to excel in everything like he does.

"This way bhabhi..." I walked forward having amanji trailing behind me.

Opening the door, I halted my steps hearing some murmurs. With my perked up ears, it's easy to conclude that, their speeches are all about HIM.

"I am surprised ASR himself came all the way for this." I moved closer to the direction of source.

"I heard this shoot is for charity purpose. Maybe that's why he himself arrived to check at last moment."

"Anyways forget it... I can't keep my eyes off from him. His perfect aura, dominance & not to say his young handsome face... I doubt whether he ages or not. And Voila! It's not everyday we got to see him, so let's use that opportunity. Do you think he'll bark if I go & speak with him? If not atleast a hug is what I crave."

That's done! I blew my hairs away from my vision, somewhat to cool myself too. Covering the distance in two long strides I tapped her shoulders. She looked at me with  uncertain expression.

"Come with me, Miss. He'll not bark." I said ever sweetly adding extra sugar into it. And guess, proving herself as a smart ass she smiled sheepishly.

"Er... No mam... Sorry..." And she ran away swiftly.

"Khushi..."

I spun around by his husky voice. It always soothe my heart to hear him call me Khushi in his ever sexy husky voice. Everytime it send shivers down my spines & made me crave to hear it again and again.

"You here? Come..." He held my arms gently bringing me back to earth.

"I thought we can finish our lunch together & I want to ask something." I revealed the purpose of my visit.

"What?"

"Since amma & babuji went for treatment, buaji is all alone. So I thought to stay there for few days."

"Yeah sure... Pack our bags, I'll join you by evening." He said instantly surprising me. Well, it's not a surprise actually. He does this everytime.

"But..."

"No arguments on this khushi. I hope you know me well enough to crosscheck my decision." I sighed in defeat. I can win from arnavji but never from ASR especially if he's totally into business man mode. It's better to accept him than losing my energy.

"I'll be waiting."

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"What are you scrutinizing Khushi?" I glanced at the door as he entered with a frown.

"This bed. Buaji said it's legs are shaking. So I was thinking to buy a new one." I replied carefully examining the legs.

"NO."

I jerked at his sudden raised voice. My heart raced against the ribcage.

"Excuse me."

"Er.. why to buy new one when we can repair it?"

Unbelievable! Is it really my arnavji? Or some ghost captured his system?

"Are you serious?" I asked in perplexity.

"Obviously no. Old is gold Khushi, we should protect them."

Old is gold, like really? It's incredible since this type of dialogues comes from him. But isn't something fishy?

"But arnavji we need to adapt new changes too."

"Doesn't mean we should abandon old too." He argued back confirming my suspicions.

"As you say so, I can change into my old phone, dresses &..."

He took a step closer & held my waist "Ok stop... Stop... I love this setup. I mean, unlike the one in our room this bed is small not much spacious making a way for me to stay close to you always." He admitted with a sheepish smile.

I felt my cheeks burn at his words. He always want to stay close with me. Mingling my eyes with his, I traced his every features.

"Your admirers said you're young by looks, but I would say you're Young by heart too arnavji. You seriously need to work on keeping it alive always. You're in serious need of love & craving for it."

"You're there to keep it alive and fill it with love na." He mumbled nuzzling my neck.

"Yes, I'll be there always." I mumbled completing the hug.