24 Daring Proposal
Part 24 Daring Proposal
Arnav smiled, looking at Khushi's retreating figure. He was embarrassed to see Aman looking at him, awestruck. Arnav controlled his smile. His smile broadened when Aman said,
"It seems you got more than what you expected...?"
Arnav smiled and nodded.
"You wanted her to propose to you. This is a blazing proposal..." Aman said.
"You are right. I didn't expect her to be bold."
"Actually, I thought she would cry...but she showed a cracker show..." Aman said, and Arnav chuckled.
Arnav removed his phone and dialled Khushi, who was supposed to start the car.
In the meantime,
Khushi walked out, dragging Lavanya, who followed, looking at her without blinking. She dropped Lavanya's hand and was about to get in the car, but Lavanya held her hand. Khushi looked at her.
"What just happened, Khushi?" she asked with the same shock.
Khushi looked somewhere.
"What the hell did you do?" she shook her shoulder.
"What else should I do? I love him. You know that. Didn't you see how he behaved? He was like, he didn't care about my wedding... what would I do then? I want him to know my stand. I wanted him to know how STRONG I am in my stand..."
"So, you kissed him STRONGLY?" Lavanya asked, astonished.
"Yes... If you guys were not there, it would have been deeper." Khushi said without hesitation, making her dumbfounded.
Lavanya raised her brows in shock. Khushi sat in the car. Lavanya was still outside. Khushi blew the horn, and Lavanya got inside hurriedly. Khushi was supposed to start the car, but she stopped when she heard her phone ring. She took it out irritably, thinking that it was someone's call. Her eyes widened, seeing Arnav's number. She attended the call.
"Tell me..." She asked as if she was uninterested.
"Come to the hall..." he was supposed to cut the call, but he stopped hearing,
"No... I'm not coming..."
"You will..." he disconnected the call.
Khushi dropped her jaw and started the car. There was only ten feet of distance for her car to go out. To her shock, Arnav's three guards came in front of her car and blocked her way. Khushi pressed the brake and stopped the car with a jerk. One of them came to her side and knocked on the door. Khushi lowered the window.
"Whaaat?"
"ASR wants you to come to the hall..."
"I already said, I'm not coming..."
"Sorry, Ma'am, if ASR wants to meet you, you can't leave without meeting him. We can't let you go."
Khushi gritted her teeth, her frustration evident, as she prepared to face whatever was coming next.
"What will you do if I hit you with the car?"
"You can do it, but you can't leave without meeting ASR." The man clapped his hands.
In no time, ten to fifteen guards came in front of her car and stood at attention. She dropped her jaw. The man opened the door, inserting his hand through the window and gesturing for her to get out. Khushi rolled her eyes irritably and got out. She walked towards the hall, and Lavanya ran behind her. The guard parked her car neatly.
Khushi headed the hall like a storm. Aman came in front of Lavanya, who was following Khushi. She looked at him, jerking.
"Let them speak in person..." he said.
Lavanya sighed and nodded.
"Don't worry, you can trust ASR..." he smiled.
"Do you trust Khushi?" she asked teasingly.
"Yeah... this is a million-dollar question...but nothing will happen without ASR's consent..." he said majestically, maintaining his calm behaviour to inspire confidence in his intentions.
"Yeah... I saw that a few minutes ago... he stood like a statue..." she mocked.
Aman was stuck for a second and laughed.
"After all, he is also a human... he too has a weak point..."
"Is his weak point Khushi?" Lavanya asked.
Aman smiled without answering.
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Khushi entered the dimly lit hall, the air thick with anticipation. The quiet hum of distant music would have amplified people's mood, but Khushi, who was furious.
"Why did you bring me here?" she asked with her head up.
Arnav folded his eyes, not saying anything. Of course, with an uncontrollable smile. Khushi struggled to keep her attitude in front of him.
"I'm asking you only," she said, looking somewhere.
"Look at me..." he said, smiling.
Khushi looked at him out of the corner of her eye and found him smiling.
"Do you think you can leave just like that after kissing me?"
"Look, you should have known my interest in you by now. My father fixed my wedding, but you didn't heed it. To make you understand my stand, only I..." She stopped.
"You?"
She sighed, closing her eyes.
"Haan, I kissed you... Why did you call me...?"
"To kiss you..."
She looked at him, stunned. Arnav spread his hands, asking for a hug, making her dumbfounded. She didn't know if she should accept it. In no time, he pulled her onto his chest and hugged her. Khushi struggled to come out of his arms, but... after all, he was Arnav Singh Raizada. How could she come out of his arms until he wanted it? He tightened the hug. Khushi was left with no choice but to be calm.
"I know you like me but don't know to that extent..." he whispered.
She looked at him, raising her head.
"Do you know?"
"What do you think? Arnav Singh Raizada would roam around any girl?"
"If you know I like you, why didn't you react?"
"Didn't I react?"
Khushi was stuck. Yes, he did.
"I did... yesterday, also, I called you just to look at your face. Why should I do it if I don't like you? I took you to my house and introduced my family, which I had never done before. Would I do without having feelings for you?"
"Dad fixed my wedding... I can't tell him anything without knowing your interest."
"Will you tell him now?"
"Of course..."
Cutting her off,
"No. don't do that."
She stepped back from him.
"Why?" she asked, looking at him, horrified.
"Don't you trust me?"
"I trust you..."
"Then, just do what I say."
"What?"
"I have arranged for a Blood donation camp tomorrow for your birthday."
"Blood Donation Camp?"
"Yes... Tell your father, you arranged it."
"What will happen if I tell him that?"
"Tell him..." he smiled.
"That's all you want me to do?"
He nodded yes.
"I don't understand anything."
"Be patient... You will understand everything."
She sighed.
"Ok, I'm going..." she said.
"You are not allowed to go."
"Why?"
"You can go only if you kiss me."
Khushi controlled her smile, biting her inner lip. Arnav again pulled her onto his chest. She looked at him with smiling eyes. He leaned towards his lips. Khushi closed her eyes and got ready to receive the kiss. Their lips met. His hands wrapped around her waist, and her hands circled his neck when the kiss became deeper.
They broke the kiss and hugged each other. Khushi leaned on his shoulder, closing her eyes, and Arnav buried his face in the crook of her neck. They stayed for a while. It was Khushi who broke the hug. She cupped his face and looked at him restlessly. She pressed her lips on his eye, then his cheek, and then his lips. She looked at him again and said,
"I need you... If I don't get you, I will kill you. Is that clear?"
He smiled.
"I like your stand... I, too, need you, and there are no Ifs and Buts. I will get you by hook or by crook. I will kill whoever comes between us... is that clear?" he asked.
Khushi nodded and hugged him smilingly.
To be continued...
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