The Controlling Lover (ON HOLD)

Chapter Thirty Eight

Arnav and Khushi arrived to the penthouse with Khushi's stuff. They went on up and entered the dressing room to put Khushi's stuff away. Arnav set her bags down and made space for all of Khushi's stuff. While Arnav was doing that, Khushi put some off it away in the already-free spaces. She took out her heels and looked for a spot to put them in. There was empty shelves so she decided to put them there. Once she placed them, she turned to get her other heels, when she paused.

Within the closet, there was a mahogany wardrobe. Khushi had always seen it, but she had never said anything about it. She just assumed some of Arnav's clothes were in there or something. But today, it had piqued her interest.

"Arnav?"

"Yes angel?"

"What's inside this thing," she asked, pointing at the wardrobe.

Arnav came to her side and looked at the wardrobe. "Er, I'd say its better if you didn't know."

"Why?"

Arnav moved behind her and hugged her, nuzzling her hair. "One step at a time, angel," he sighed. After a pause he said, "it's my toys."

Khushi snickered. "You play with toys?"

She turned her head to look at him and Arnav looked up at her, his chin resting on her shoulder.

"If you only knew," he said softly, tucking her hair behind her ear.

Khushi was about to question further when Arnav's phone rang. He excused himself and headed into their room, leaving an amused and confused Khushi. She glanced at the wardrobe and then made her way to their room. She followed behind Arnav and went through the bathroom and into their room. Khushi leaned against the door frame and watched Arnav as he busied himself with work. He was going through something on his tablet and Khushi leaned her head against the door and sighed.

How did this beautiful but broken man come into my life, she wondered. What did I do to deserve him? 

Khushi glanced out the window and gazed at the clouds.

What did I do that you made me his angel, Aisha?

Arnav was engorged into his conversation, now on his laptop. Khushi smiled lightly as she reflected back to when she had first met him.

I can't believe I used to call him pothead, she grinned.

Arnav glanced up at her and smiled. Khushi blew him a kiss and he reached out and grabbed it, then stored it in his heart. Khushi grinned like a fool, blushing slightly as well. Arnav's attention got dragged back into the call and Khushi decided not to distract him. She headed back to the dressing room and continued to put her stuff away. She took out some dresses and hung them up. She was going to hang some more, when the wardrobe caught her attention again.

Does he really play with toys, she wondered.

Khushi could hear Arnav still in conversation and glanced back at the wardrobe.

He probably owns some rare action figures. Khushi chuckled to herself. The great Arnav Singh Raizada still plays with action figures? That's just too cute!

Khushi tip-toed back to their room and saw that Arnav was still busy. So she tip-toed back and with a deep breath, she opened the wardrobe. It opened up very easily and what she saw inside had her jaw drop all the way down to the garage of the building. Inside the wardrobe was a collection of sex toys, and there was a great variety.

Completely shocked, Khushi quickly shut the wardrobe and turned her back against, leaning on it. At that moment, Arnav came walking in.

"Angel-"