ArShi OS || It Was Always Love || Arnav | Khushi | IPKKND | Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon

The whole Raizaada family was in Lucknow for the week. Arnav and Khushi would join them on the weekend and spend the next week there with everyone reason being Arnav had to attend a party to commemorate the beginning of a new joint venture between AR Group and Vadia Textiles. Khushi would accompany Arnav to the function as this was required being the wife of the business magnate.

The relationship between Khushi and Arnav was still strained but for the last 5months Arnav had been busy trying to close this deal so they saw very little of each other. Khushi was forlorn and defeated. Her time as Mrs Khushi Arnav Singh Raizaada was coming to an end. She had no idea where her life would take her after that but she knew that when she finally walks out of Raizaada mansion, her heart will be left behind. She had lost her heart along the way to the very man who demeaned her, who snatched her dreams and wishes of love and family away from her, the man who isolated her from pursuing her ambitions, and ridiculed her existence. But she loved him none the less. She always trusted in her Devi Maiya that things would work out in the end, that he would open up to her. Every so often she would see a glimmer of hope when he would touch her, or look at her with such tenderness and affection as opposed to the brutality of his words and actions. He was a master at masking his emotions with everyone but Khushi knew that deep down, he was hurt and pained by his past and now by her. Though the reason why he felt that she had wronged him were still not known to her ' she vowed that she would make him happy again even if it meant losing everything, losing her love she would ensure that he was happy. But as the days to her departure neared, Khushi knew that she could not live up to the vow that she took. She had let him down.

Arnav arrived early from work that day. He announced his arrival in an impatient tone telling her to get ready as they have to go shopping for the evening. Khushi insisted that she didn't need a new outfit, she would just borrow one of her Jiji's but Arnav insisted. She knew better than to argue so after half an hour they left.

They arrived at the shopping centre and were ushered into a designer store by 3 eager assistants. They picked out numerous outfits for Khushi but she was least interested in any of them. Instead she walked over to the bottom shelf and picked out a green simple sari with a conservative blouse. This sari paled in comparison to the other outfits but Khushi insisted because it was a fraction of the price. Arnav sensing the reason for her choice ignored her choice and asked the assistants to pack a deep red sari that hung on one of the mannequins. The sari was simple yet elegant and Arnav knew that Khushi would be comfortable in it. They then went on to a jewellery boutique and again Arnav picked out an exquisite necklace with matching earrings. The design was not overbearing but everything about it held class. Khushi looked on in awe at Arnav as he selected the set thinking how much her husband knew her and her taste. After another hour of shopping around for Arnav who decided he needed to wear a matching tie and hanky to his beautiful wife they left.

Arnav dropped Khushi home and said that she should get ready; he had some errands to run and would be back in a while.

Khushi was ready and waiting. She looked at herself in the mirror and thought that her husband has exceptional taste. She put her hair up in a loose bun with a few curls falling on her face. Her makeup was minimal and she was happy with the end result. She could feel a pair of eyes on her and she felt her skin burn from the intensity. Arnav stood speechless at the doorway entranced by his wife's beauty. She was the picture of perfection, her flawless complexion contrasted with the deep shade of her net sari and Arnav could not help but to look her up and down. Khushi stood up, nervous and tense as the reflection of his eyes in the mirror had turned dark. There was an emotion, a need in these eyes that she had never seen before. He walked up to her slowly and lifted his hand to move a curl away from her face. There was no denying that she was the most beautiful being that he had ever laid eyes on. He slowly proceeded to pull out a box from his pocket and remove a tennis bracelet which he adorned on her wrist. He gently caressed her wrist as he did so and Khushi could feel the desire that burned in his eyes. She turned around shyly. When she turned back, Arnav had disappeared into the bathroom.

Dammit he thought. Why does she make me feel so weak? Why do I still want her despite everything I know about her? How can I allow myself to be manipulated by her look of innocence? It is all just an act by her so why do I care so much. After taking a cold shower Arnav walked out looking dashing in his black Armani suit.

He took one last look in the mirror and happy with every strand of hair in place, he was ready to leave. Khushi caught hold of his hand taking Arnav by surprise. He turned around ready to unleash all his pent up frustration on her when she lifted her hand and gifted him a little black box with a silver ribbon. Arnav was taken aback. He did not take the gift from her. Khushi opened the box and removed a pair of cufflinks. She said that she had bought them a while ago with the money that she saved from her dabba service but she never got a chance to give them to him. He continued to stare at her and the cufflinks thinking this must have cost her a small fortune. Why would she save her money to buy me a gift he thought? Hi thoughts were disrupted when he felt a tug at his sleeves and Khushi continued to fasten the cufflinks on. While doing so, Arnav's eyes were fixated on her. He was so confused. Her actions were not consistent with what he expected from someone who was forced to stay with someone against her wishes, she did not seem to be calculative to manipulate the situation or to be in love with a married man. He eventually brushed all his thoughts aside thinking this will all be over in another month. They eventually left for the party.

They rode in silence to the party. Each one lost in thoughts of the other. The car comes to a grinding halt as there are reporters running across the road trying to get pictures of the infamous Arnav Singh Raizaada and the new Mrs ASR. Arnav and Khushi snap out of their thoughts and look at each other.

Arnav: Take my lead Khushi and call me Arnav. Please drop th"ji"

Khushi just nods her head.

The driver comes around and opens the door. Arnav steps out and takes a deep breath. He sighs ' let the pretence begin. He graciously extends his hand to assist his wife out. The media are in frenzy. All trying to capture their perfect shot of the women who now lays claim to the most desirable bachelor in India.

Khushi slowly makes her way out and stands smiling next to her husband. Arnav snakes his left hand around her back keeping her very close to him protectively. They smile and pose for the media. Microphones are being shoved in their faces; security guards are trying to keep everyone at bay. Arnavs personal bodyguards stand ahead of them while two are at the back ready to escort the couple inside. Arnav pulls the mic of one of the reporters and says: Thank you all for allowing my wife and me the privacy we requested following our marriage. Ladies and gentlemen I present to you my wife, Mrs Khushi Arnav Singh Raizaada. Everyone is busy snapping away, flashes everywhere but Khushi is just looking at her husband ' the love evident in her eyes. He leans in and gives her a lingering kiss on her cheek and then ushers her inside.

Khushi was amazed at the warm reception that awaited them. For the first time she fully realized the power that her husband commanded and understood what the big deal was about being called the wife of ASR. At first she was nervous looking around at all the attention that was coming their way but as always Khushi's cheerfulness had returned. Arnav was amazed at how confidently Khushi spoke to his associates, many of whom had the same character traits as Arnav so very few dared to even look them in the eye, let alone crack jokes with them. But everyone enjoyed her company, her jokes and her infectious smile. She had won over everyone with her anecdotes and Arnav realised that Khushi was so much more than what he had interpreted her to be. They moved from circle to circle of people talking and sharing stories. He was really enjoying showing her off and accepting everyone's compliments and praises on her beauty. Finally she was whisked away by a group of women who were the wives of some of his acquaintances. He recognised many of them from other social events and groaned ' these tennis club wives. Suddenly Arnav realised he wasn't enjoying the party anymore. His arm seemed bare because she was no longer wrapped in it. He positioned himself so that he has a clear view of his Khushi. He was mesmerised by her beauty and her innocence. She looked so gorgeous ' the picture of femininity in her sari. He watched her in amusement as she entertained the women with her expressions. He was loving this side of Khushi who mingled and bowled everyone over. He looked around the hall and she seemed to be having a jolly good time with the women. For someone who was not accustomed to this lifestyle ' she definitely took to it all very easily. Just another thing he had misjudged her on. He could not help but think of their life together ' what could have been. If only she was truly his.

Around 12:00 Arnav looked around for Khushi to enquire if she would like to leave. He searched everywhere for her and decided to check the outside deck. And there she was'an angel whose beauty was further enhanced by the dancing candle lights. He walked over to her and gave her a peck on the cheek before excusing himself and his wife from the group of people. Still holding on to her hand he led her to a secluded spot. She loved the way he was treating her with so much affection but she knew that this was for everyone's benefit and pretence. But she let him because she wanted this night to be perfect for her husband. He looked deeply into her eyes and he was lost in her. As if on cue the song changed to Teri Meri and he found himself leading her hand to his shoulder. His hands in turn wound around her waist. They were both taken to another time, an understanding on both their faces as they drowned in the flashbacks of the sangeeth dance. Arnav gently pulled her closer so that their bodies were touching. He could feel her heaving breasts on his chest and the dhak dhak of her heart echoed his own. Hi gently leaned forward and captured her lips. Khushi was surprised by his display of affection but this felt real. He started kissing her slowly, abit apprehensive at first but when he found her reciprocating the kiss he deepened it. They stood kissing each other, completely lost in each other, unaware of the crowd they were now attracting. Suddenly there was whistling and cheering and they both pulled apart slightly embarrassed.

They leave the party. Silence on the way home. Both reliving the kiss. Both confused by the others action and reaction. They reach Raizaada Mansion and enter the house. Khushi is adamant that today she will get her answers to all the questions. She stops abruptly and turns around. Arnav, without thinking grabs her and kisses her passionately. Khushi kisses him back just as hungrily. Arnav lifts Khushi and carries her up the stairs all the time looking straight into her eyes. Khushi is nervous but at the same time excited. Arnav puts her down in the hallway outside their room and continues ravishing her. His hands roam all over her back sending different sensations through Khushi. She has never experienced this before and is revelling in what his hands are doing to her body. She takes his lead and grabs his hair while pushing herself further into him.

Arnav fumbles and opens the door to his bedroom all the while still kissing her passionately. They enter the room and shut the door. Arnav pushes her against the door and unbuttons his blazer. He flings it behind him closely followed by his tie. Khushi's hands are nervously opening his buttons. They come apart for air and Arnav turns around to compose himself. Khushi is hurt and still standing rooted to her spot. Arnav tries to compel his mind and certain parts of his body that she loves someone else but his heart desires her and only her. He turns back to her and sees her eyes dark with desire. Her hair dishevelled and yet still as gorgeous. She looked innocently at him and asked if she did something wrong and if she did that she was truly sorry. Her eyes became moist and a tear escaped her eyelids. Arnav reached to her eyes and gently brushed the tear away trying to assure her that it was not her. On the contrary what she did to him was driving him wild with a passion that he had never experienced with anyone else.

Khushi literally flew into his arms and kissed him. Arnav was shocked at this bold move but loved her innocent seduction of him. He pulled his shirt over his head and stood bare chested. Khushi ran her hand up and down his hard chest and arms. She always felt protected in his arms and tonight was no different. She knew that Arnav would always protect her. Her kissed her and nibbled her lips. His tongue danced with hers. She tasted so sweet and her fragrance was intoxicating. He pulled her pallu out with one swift motion and his hands creating havoc on her stomach. He turned her around and kissed her neck, wet and hungry kisses. Next was her earlobe which he gently bit on and then with his teeth he undid the knot at the back of her blouse that held it all together. She swiftly removed the blouse from her hands and they continued kissing each other. He cupped her breasts through her bra and placed a kiss over it. Khushi was squirming in his arms and wanted him to come back to her lips. He gladly obliged his wife. Her moans were getting deeper as she felt a new sensation between her legs. She was flushed and felt hot. Arnav's hand reached to unclasp her bra and immediately Khushi broke the kiss and moved her hands to her chest. She turned around. Arnav knew that she was shy. He went behind her and cupped her hands which were covering her breasts from the back. He continued to kiss her neck and take in the fragrance of her hair. He was moving against her and Khushi could feel his hardness just above her butt. She slowly lost herself in him again and let her hands fall. Arnav massaged her from the back and played with her nipples till they were taught and ready for him. She turns swiftly in his arms still adorned in her underskirt. With one pull of the string it came falling to the ground. Arnav could not believe the sight that his wife made. He looked her from head to toe making Khusi nervous and she lunged into him. He clasped his hands around her and gave her a reassuring hug. He slowly moved his hand down to her panties and rubbed her front. He could feel the heat and the wetness though the small piece of cloth that was obstructing his access. He continued to kiss her on her lips, and then he moved to her neck and collar bone. His tongue darted out and travelled the valley between her breasts. He covered her one breast with his mouth, sucking and nibbling while his hand squeezed the other breast. Khushi was moaning and calling out his name. Her breath was ragged and her back arched giving him more of her full breast. After giving her breasts their due attention he moved further down to her stomach. His hands still moving swiftly around her waist and up to her breast while his mouth continued to ravish her belly. He then proceeded to pull down her panty and helped her remove it over her high heeled shoe. Khushi pulled him back up to her lips and he continued to kiss her deeply like he could not satiate his hunger of her. While doing so his hand gripped to the back of her hair, he ran his other hand up and down her back making Khushi shiver slightly. He fondled her breasts again and again each time with more force. Khushi was crying out his name in want and ripping her nails into his back. He pushed her slightly till be back was against the door again. He grabbed her hands and pulled them above her head and continued his passionate kissing and licking. He positioned his Knee in between her legs and gradually nudged them apart. Once satisfied that he had covered every bit of flesh from her upper half of her body he licked his way down till he was inches apart from her feminine core. He started to kiss her there and he felt her body tense up. He looked up at her and said trust me, You will love this. And I am going to have a feast here. Khushi eased her legs apart again. Arnav started of slowly kissing her and with his fingers moved her lips apart. He then proceed to make love to her core. Khushi had never knew this kind of pleasure existed and she went wild with passion. She tugged at his hair and commanded he go deeper. He gladly obliged and loved what she tasted like. She screamed out his name in pleasure urging him to take her in his mouth harder and deeper. She then begged for him to stop as she could not handle the pleasure that ran through her core. With her hand gripped in his hair she urged him to come up. He kissed her making her taste herself. While kissing her, her ran his hand back down to her feminine part and thrust one finger slightly inside her to give her a feel of what was to come. She loved it and tried to push against his finger to deepen the insertion but her told her to be patient. He rubbed her c***s and she felt another wave of pleasure as a release came. Arnav went back down to lick it all up. She was loving the feeling of his tight tongue running up and down her c***s. He then proceeded to carry her to their bed and placed her down. He positioned himself on top of her and whilst kissing her passionately, he lowered himself into her. Her juices were flowing which helped him glide in. He teased her like this for a while until she screamed out Pllleaasee Arnav nooowww. The passion was still very much evident but the animalistic instinct in Arnav had died down. He wanted to make love to his love and in doing so hope that she will understand how he feels about her and that this is not him trying to fulfil his manly needs. As he lowered into her further, he realised there was a little resistance. He immediately pulled out and looked at Khushi with so much of love that she was giving herself to him. But why ' he could not understand. Didn't Shyam tell him that he had been intimate with Khushi? So then that was a lie! Arnav was ecstatic'maybe she did love only him and he was wrong. He was interrupted when Khushi expressed her disappointment that he had stopped. He looked at her with tenderness and love and asked her if she was sure that she wanted to do this. She simply nodded. And he proceeded to make love to her again and again that night, each time filling her with a part of him.

In the early hours of the morning, they both fell into a peaceful sleep, bodies entwined and souls united.

Written by : AshM

It was around 9am when Khushi awoke with a smile playing on her lips. She felt complete for the first time in her life and happy'something she hadn't felt in a long time. She turned to her side to see her husband but he was not there. She was disappointed and grudgingly picked herself up and went to shower and change.

Outside; Arnav was typing away on his laptop, with a content smile worn on his face. Images of their previous night of passion flashed in his mind. The way she cried out his name in pleasure, the want and desire in her eyes and their vehement lovemaking made him smirk, but above all this the one thing that he will not forget from their night together was after all the lovemaking, a wasted Khushi put her head on his arm, moulded herself into him and whispered "I love you Arnav now and always." The smile was soon replace by guilt ' guilt for having doubted Khushi, for having made her life hell and robbed her of everything that she deemed precious. The images of a crying Khushi made Arnav hate himself. The disgusting words that he had spewed out at her time and again and the physical hurt that he had subjected her to would never allow him to bask in the glory of their new found love.

Arnav had realised that he had made a huge mistake and that if Khushi found out ' she would never forgive him. After everything that he had put her through, he couldn't expect her to tolerate such a huge deceit. He was losing perspective of things'lies and truth blurred and blended in his mind. He was up since 6 trying to figure things out, trying to think rationally and methodically but all he could see was the pain in Khushi's eyes if she ever found out the reason he married her. Of all the hurtful things he had done to her, he knew that this one truth would shatter her and any hope of a future together. But he loved her enough to be honest with her and risk losing her. She deserved the truth ' she always had. He was just a coward who never told her in fear that she confirmed everything.

He needed to get to the bottom of all this deceit that threatened to destroy the entire Raizaada family and cause him to lose his love. Only one name came to mind ' Ajay. They were friends since Arnav had first moved to Delhi. Ajay was in the police force and used to patrol the neighbourhood in which Arnav lived with his Nani. Ajay had been protective of Arnav and regarded him as a little brother. If Arnav were to be honest with himself Ajay was the only friend he has ever had who was not with him because he is the mighty and powerful ASR. He phoned his friend and asked him to find out everything there is concerning Shyam Manohar Jha. He knew his friend was discreet and would get him the answers he desperately needed. He could not risk Shyam suspecting that someone was enquiring about him.

Khushi came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. Arnav saw her stretch and try to reach into the cupboard for something. The towel came lose and fell to the floor. Arnav stared at his wife wondering how someone could be so beautiful inside and out. She bent down to pick up the towel and her butt stuck out for Arnav to glare at. He wanted so much to walk in and have his way with her, to pleasure her the way he did last night and to spend the rest of their day whispering sweet nothings to each other and making love. But he knew that it would be wrong. He needs to be honest with her first. Taking a deep breath Arnav turned his back to her. He waited for 10 minutes till he was sure that she was fully clothed and then he went in.

Khushi: Arnav where were you.

Arnav: I needed to sort a few things out.

Khushi: Are you ok. You look tense and a bit distant.

Arnav didn't have it in him to face her lest she see the guilt in his eyes.

Khushi: Do you regret what happened between us last night?

Arnav did not know how to respond to this. He wanted to take her in his arms and tell her that it was the most beautiful experience of his life, and he would treasure the moment they became one forever no matter what happens, but all he could muster was a shake of his head.

Khushi was not convinced. She went to him and hugged him from behind. I love you Arnav. If anything should ever come between us ' I want you to know that I have always loved you and only you.

Arnav turn and hugged her, hiding his face in her hair. He decided that he would have to come clean with Khushi and face her wrath. He told Khushi that they needed to have a serious talk. Khushi agreed but insisted that they have breakfast first. She walked to her dressing table and carefully applied her sindoor. She then proceeded to put on her Mangalsutra which she touched with love and pride. This did not go unnoticed by Arnav and he felt the guilt double up.

After breakfast they went to the poolside. Arnav grabbed a chair and took a seat in front of Khushi.

Arnav: Khushi ' I need tell you something. I know that you will be hurt and may even hate me but I need to tell you this. You deserve to know the truth about everything.

Khushi cupped Arnav's face in her palms and looked deep into his eyes piercing his soul. After a long time she said very plainly ' I don't need to know.

Arnav: Khushi ' you deserve this and so much more. Please let me tell you everything and then you are free to take whatever decision you want. I will not stop you today. The reason I married you was'

Khushi: Arnav do you love me?

Arnav: more than anything in this world.

Khushi: then I don't need to know. Whatever it is, whatever your reason for not telling me or reason for marrying me was, it's all irrelevant now. I see the repentance and regret in your eyes; the pain and anguish but I also see the love and the purity of your heart. I do not want to know anything else. Let's forget the past and concentrate on the future together. We've both made mistakes ' but if we are together and have faith in our love, then we can overcome any obstacle.

With that Khushi leaned forward and kissed her husband on the lips. A kiss so tender and full of promise; hope and adoration. Arnav returned the kiss with equal affection. He looked up and for the first time in 10 years said a silent prayer to God for gifting him the most precious angel and vowed to make it up to his wife every day and to never hurt his delicate angel ever again.

Khushi looked at Arnav and with hesitation said' I want to spend this week with you. Would you mind if we didn't go to Lucknow?

Arnav: Anything for my love.

He immediately dialled Anjali and said that they would not be coming as he wanted to spend some alone time with his wife. He half expected her to blow her top off but instead she commended him on trying to be a better husband to Khushi.

After having hung up the phone ' he asked: What does the lovely Mrs Raizaada want to do today?

Khushi gave him a mischievous smile and leaned forward and nuzzled his neck, and then she whispered in his ear'

Arnav was scandalised by his innocent wife's thoughts. He held out his hand and she immediately took it. They walked into the room and Arnav dropped his pants and removed his shirt. Standing there in his boxers he announced that he was ready. Khushi eyed him intently and then folded her arms with irritation. It's so easy for you but what about me. What will I use?

Arnav: Oh ho. Why don't you remove your clothes as well? It's just the two of us here remember. The Prakash brothers have been given leave for the next week so it's just you and me baby.

He walked over to her and started to undress her slowly, his eyes fixated on her, watching every emotion flint across her eyes. He removed her sari, then her blouse and finally her underskirt. He led her back outside to the pool and went inside first. The water was warm and to his liking so he gave her his hand, he gently pulled her in. He started to kiss her and he poured all the love that he felt for her in that kiss. Khushi broke the kiss and pushed him back. The surprise caused him to lose balance and he fell into the pool. Khushi giggled at the sight. Arnav, not being one to take things lying down, grabbed her and pulled her down as well. They both came up for air after a while. Arnav lovingly moved her wet hair from her face to one side and gently caressed her face tracing a water droplet down her neck. Her then leaned in and kissed her hard causing her to hold on to him tightly else she would lose her footing in the pool. They continued to playfully splash water on each other, kissing and teasing each other. Arnav left Khushi standing in the middle of the pool and went under water. He removed her underwear and came back up smirking at her. Obviously Khushi had to retaliate so she copied the same and came back up with his boxers. She flung it to the other end of the pool.

Arnav now completely aware of his constricting lower parts moved closer to Khushi. Her laugh immediately seized as she felt something hard brush against her stomach. She attempted to move back but her every step was matched by Arnav until she hit the inside wall of the pool. Arnav smirked as he closed the gap and took her lips with such ferocity that Khushi immediately felt her knees weaken. Arnav held on to her continuing his assault on her lips. Their tongues teased each other and then Arnav lifted her up and placed her on the edge of the pool in a seating position. Still standing inside the pool, he moved her legs apart and leaned in to nibble at her core, savouring the taste of her. With one hand holding her back for support, he continued to devour her. While flicking at her c***s with his tongue, he brought up his other hand and inserted two fingers into her leisurely. Khushi wanted him to be more aggressive and take his finger deeper. Arnav picked up the pace with which he was fingering her and he went in deeper each time. Finally he reached her spot and he moved his fingers around inside making her moan louder with pleasure. Khushi screamed out his name over and over. "Right there Arnav" she screamed as she trembled and erupted on his fingers. He then gently made her lie back on the ground, her legs still dwindling in the water. He stretched her legs wider giving him a full view of her pulsating centre. He then gently lifted her legs and placed them over his shoulders, his face level with her femininity and he thrust his tongue in and out of her replicating the action the he would soon be doing with his hard manhood. She moaned loudly and tightened her legs around his shoulder until another release erupted causing he to unwind her legs. She sat up again and slid back into the pool. Placing her hands behind her back she undid the clasp on her bra. She took his hand in hers and placed them on her breasts and guided him in circular motions massaging her. Her hands left his and made its way to his erect penis. She gently glided her hand through the length of him and felt him harden further. He moaned and lifted her up. She automatically wound her legs around his waist. With one swift motion he thrust into her. Her hips moved in sync with his thrusts and both were screaming in ecstasy. He picked up the pace and found release deep within her.

Completely spent, he lowered her and leaned on her. He placed a kiss on the side of her neck and softly whispered ' I love you Khushi, to which she replied ' I love you too Arnav.