Worth Fighting For (Completed )✔️
8 Two Options
Part8
Next Morning
Arnav was losing his patience as Khushi was adamant to come out of the room. He can't tolerate Khushi being starving. He can't allow her to hurt herself. He called HP through intercom.
HP: Jee Arnav Baba...
Arnav: Call Khushi for breakfast. Tell her I'm waiting. I want her at dinning in fifteen minutes.
HP: Jee.
He did cut the call. Arnav wanted to know Khushi's stance. Then only he could take the next step.
Arnav came to the dinning. He didn't find Khushi there.
Arnav: Where is Khushi...?
HP: she is in her room.
Arnav: Did she eat?
HP: No. She said she don't want anything. And she won't eat with you.
Arnav stood pushing his chair back. He galloped towards Khushi's room and banged the door. Khushi got irritated by the noise. She closed her ears tightly not responding to his bang on the door. Gathering all the strength, Arnav kicked the door. The door fell down on the floor couldn't stand against his kick. Khushi looked at him shockingly; who was advancing her with a stern look, making her took back steps in fear.
He smiled at her coolly as if nothing happened.
Arnav: Come and eat with me.
Khushi: I... I... don't eat with you.
Arnav: Ohh... why?
Khushi: Because I hate you.
He gritted his teeth hearing that.
Arnav: your heart will love me....
Khushi: only in your dreams...
Arnav: I'm doing many things in my dreams... with you...
Khushi frowned looking down.
Arnav: Now, you have to come with me.
Khushi: No...
Arnav: You have to... you know, you have no choice... because you are my wife. So you have to follow me.
Khushi: Why should I?
Arnav: Because, if you don't do it... I will make you do it.
Khushi looked at him shockingly.
Arnav: I will give you two choices because you are my wife.... so special than anyone.
Khushi's expression changed weirdly.
Arnav: Choice no. one... eat with me. Choice no. two... sleep with me...
Khushi horrified hearing that. Her inner soul shivered.
Arnav: I agree, I can't make you eat forcefully but....
He stopped and started taking steps towards her. Khushi got hit on the wall and Arnav arrested her, in between his hands. Khushi started to hit him. Arnav stood coolly as if she is hitting mosquitoes. Arnav held her hands very casually. He intentionally not clutched her hands tightly. So that she will try her best to come out of his clutch and undoubtedly she couldn't do that. And she would understand that winning Arnav Singh Raizadas is not at all possible.
As he expected, her speed decreased. Arnav looked at Khushi's face. She was trying hard to come out of his clutch, twisting her wrist. He clutched both her hands in one hand and held her face in another. He came close to her like, kissing. Khushi closed her eyes tightly. Time passed, but nothing happened. She opened her eyes slowly and saw him smiling at her, in an inch away from her lips.
Arnav: I hope, now you would have understood that you can do nothing if I want to do anything. It's just a matter of a few minutes... So stop fighting and come with me.
Khushi looked at him, spilling tears. He wiped her tears.
Arnav: You will eat with me, right?
Khushi said nothing but cried.
Arnav: Say yes.....
He said in her ear.
Khushi(jerking): Yesssss....
Arnav (smirking): Good... Don't force me to force you. Ok...? Good girl. Come...
He extended his hand towards her. Khushi held his hand crying. Arnav circled her shoulders.
Arnav: Let's go.
He took her to the dining table. Pulling the chair for her, he stood gesturing her to sit. Khushi sat silently and started having breakfast. Arnav smiled in relief, seeing her eating.
Khushi was crying bitterly. She never thought anything about her life because her life was never on her hand. She lost her mother when she was three years old. Her stepmother was a pure stepmother. Khushi never got anything from Vidya. Her father died when she studied in the eleventh standard. Vidya wanted the house which Shashi been registered in Khushi's name. That's why she wanted to get her married to a widower who already signed an agreement, before marriage.
Khushi thought about Vidya. She is the only relation she has. Vidya never trusted Khushi. What will she do now? She was in the dreams of Gupta House. Vidya was planning to sell GH to do Reshma's marriage grandly. But this man ruined everything. Don't even know who he is. Her body shivered when she thought about how he tried to kiss her. Thank God he didn't kiss her. It's hell to be kissed by the person who she doesn't like.
Khushi thought of leaving RM. She has to find a way to go out of this house. Her mother needs her. She will be waiting for her message. She has to communicate with Vidya. She will give her solution to come out of this man's clutch. Then only she could help her mother. She went to the washroom and came out getting fresh, washing her face. She took out a saree from her bag and draped it.
While dressing, she planned something. But it was not easy to implement. She was not allowed to go out. Arnav's men who were standing at the doorstep asked her to get in.
Khushi: I want to go to the Temple. Let me go.
Guard: Sorry Madam, we have no power to do that.
Khushi: Am I not allowed to worship too?
Guard: There is a small temple in the house. You can worship there.
Khushi: You don't have to say what I should do. I don't listen to you.
"Will you listen to me?"
She got rooted, hearing a voice from behind. She stood not turning towards him, holding her breath. She sensed Arnav's footsteps nearing her. She jerked hearing,
"Will you?" in her ear.
Khushi (stammering): I... I ...want to...
Arnav: Why? Won't your God bless you if you worship from the house?
Khushi was silent. What could she say to this man? It's better to avoid an argument with him. She started going inside, taking slow steps. Arnav looked at her shrinking his eyes as she didn't say anything.
Arnav: Wait...
Khushi stopped at the same place.
Arnav: Which Temple do you want to go?
Khushi looked at him blankly. How did she know which temple as she is utterly new to Delhi?
Arnav: Ok... ok... come. I will take you.
Khushi gulped hard. Going to the temple with this man? Hey Devi Maiya...
Khushi: No... no thanks. I will do pooja in the home temple.
She was about to take a step,
Arnav: Why....?
He took steps towards her. Khushi moved back in fear.
Arnav: Why..? Won't you come with me?
Khushi looked at him fearfully.
Arnav: Are you coming or not?
Khushi: Coming...
Arnav's face changed with a smirk.
Arnav: Good... Let's go.
Arnav opened the car door for Khushi. He started the car.
Arnav: Put your seatbelt.
Khushi (questioningly): Mmmmm?
Arnav (pointing at the belt): Seatbelt...
Khushi looked at the seatbelt and again asked,
Khushi: What?
Removing his belt, Arnav extended his hands towards Khushi's seatbelt. Khushi leaned on the seat, closing her eyes. Holding the seatbelt, Arnav smiled at her. Not buckling the seatbelt, he blew on her cheek. Khushi opened her eyes jerking.
Arnav: Am I that scary that you close your eyes not seeing me?
Khushi looked down not answering.
Arnav: Look at me when I talk to you.
Still, Khushi was looking down.
Arnav (shouting): I said look at me....
Khushi jerked and looked at him.
Arnav: See, nothing happened to you. You are fit and fine after seeing me, right?
Khushi nodded yes.
Arnav: Will you look at me when I talk?
Khushi again nodded yes.
Arnav: Say yes.
Khushi: Yes...
Arnav: Good. Like a good wife, you should obey my orders. Ok?
Khushi (getting courage): What will you do if I don't obey you?
Arnav: What do you think?
Khushi: Marrying a girl without her wish is barbaric. Making her do things forcefully is barbaric.
Arnav (raising his eyebrows): Do you have any idea, what a barbarian does? I would not have been allowed you to get out of the room on our first night if I'm a barbarian. I wouldn't have stopped, without kissing, in an inch away from your lips if I'm a barbarian. And I won't answer you if I'm a barbarian.
Khushi looked at him couldn't answer because he was not wrong.
Arnav: What's your problem, palace-like house, unremitting money, and "first-hand husband"? Aren't enough for a girl?
Khushi: You can't scale what I want?
Arnav: Ohh really? What do you want?
Khushi: I want an honest man... unlike you.
Arnav: Who is honest here? Do you know the man is honest, who you were about to marry?
How could she certify anyone?
Arnav: If yes, then why did he let me get married to you?
Khushi was speechless.
Arnav: I already told you; don't force me to force you.
Khushi: What will you do, if I kill myself if you force me?
Arnav looked at her with extreme shock. He was horrorstruck. "Killing herself?" He felt the same when his mother tried to kill herself one time. Khushi sensed something new in his face. There, she saw fear, nervousness, tension what not? But why? Why he is reacting this way?
Arnav sat straight, buckling her seatbelt. He rode the car towards the temple. He was really nervous... DAMN nervous. He was thinking about WHAT NEXT.
To be continued.....
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Faint-Hearted Girl
Arnav stopped the car in front of the temple. Khushi got down from the car and went inside. He didn't talk a single word after Khushi uttered about killing herself. That was a "life-threatening" for Arnav Singh Raizada. He was scared to death. Is he that cruel, a girl prefers death rather than accept him as her husband? He doesn't want to lose her... He couldn't. He took out his mobile and dialed Aman. He attended it right away.
Aman: Yes ASR...
Arnav: I want a girl to look after Khushi.
Aman: Look After Khushi?
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