The Controlling Lover (ON HOLD)

Chapter Seventy Seven

Arnav and Khushi had only gotten back from Bay Ridge and as soon as Arnav carried her through the threshold of her apartment, Khushi sighed.

"I know we only just got back, but I really wanna be as far away as possible from this place," Khushi huffed.

The corner of Arnav's lips lifted as he walked into their room. He set Khushi down at the foot of the bed and turned her around to unzip her dress.

"I mean seriously, how dare they," Khushi exclaimed.

It was very evident that Khushi was still quite heated from conversation with her parents.

"I mean like... like... what the!"

Arnav couldn't help his chuckle and pulled Khushi's dress over her head, Khushi holding her arms up.

"This isn't funny," she huffed.

"I know, but they way you're flaring up is," he grinned.

Khushi turned around to him. "You should be mad too; they're totally against us getting married so quick."

"I am."

"...but...?"

Arnav placed a kiss on her forehead. "But my fiery angel has got it all under her control," he muttered against her forehead.

Khushi melted in his embrace and wrapped her arms around him, Arnav holding onto her as well.

"This isn't the end of it, is it," Khushi asked.

"Probably not," Arnav sighed before looking down at her. "But whatever comes next, we do it together."

Khushi nodded and Arnav placed another kiss on her forehead.

"Now then, time to get some shut-eye."

Khushi nodded and helped Arnav take off his clothes. After a long flight and the drama earlier, sleep was absolutely necessary.

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Khushi's eyes fluttered open, feeling cuddly and warm. She looked to her right and smiled, gazing away at her sleeping husband. He looked absolutely peaceful and content, and Khushi didn't want to bother him. So slipping out of his hold, Khushi got out of bed and got ready for the day.

As Khushi prepared breakfast, Khushi noticed the clock and saw that it was almost 12.

Poor Arnav, he must be really jet lagged.

It wasn't long later when Khushi was done cooking that Arnav had woken up and joined her. Khushi smiled at him, looking at his half sleep daze and messy hair.

"Good morning husband. Did you decide now was finally the time to join me," she teased.

Arnav gave a lazy smile and went over to her. He hugged her from behind, nuzzling her neck.

"Mm mmm, no - breakfast is ready, go wash up."

"I'm comfy angel."

"And I'm hungry so please, wash up before breakfast gets cold."

"Hmm."

Arnav let go of her and Khushi kissed his cheek. He gave a smile and then left the room to wash up. As he did, Khushi set the breakfast bar and poured some orange juice for the two. It wasn't long till Arnav joined her and they dug in.

"You're not going to work, are you," Khushi asked.

"I don't plan to go to work for the whole week. After all, we did just get married."