My Imperfect Mr Perfect (Arshi FF) - Complete ✅

My Imperfect Mr Perfect Chapter 5

"I am feeling much better thank you. But... ummm... where are we? Where's Sheetal Di?" I asked the question which was bugging me since I had woken up. Talking to him now, it felt a tiny bit awkward - I mean I'd fainted on him twice, then I'd shouted at him and made a huge drama, I'd shared my plate with him and I then to top it off I'd asked him to share the room with me!

"This is my house. I had taken you to Aman's house straight after the bridge incident in case anyone was following us without our knowledge. This house is probably the safest place for you right now as it means you will always be under my protection. I brought you here in the middle of the night as you're less likely to be watched then - and it would have been easier for me to catch anyone who had been watching. So for now, no one knows where you are so you're safe. And don't worry - you weren't left alone in the room."

I blushed at the reminder of my request yesterday. Even though it was inevitable in that situation, thinking back to the fact that I had asked a man to share the room with me sounded so indecent. But he'd been a complete gentleman with me - and I was not surprised at all.

The sound of a growl interrupted my thoughts. I heard Arnavji murmer something to himself - even though I couldn't hear exactly what he was saying, I thought I heard words like "stomach," "her," and "loud."My face reddened even further as the meanings of his words sank in. Why why why?! Why did this only have to happen to me? Why did I always end up embarrassing myself in front of him?

"I'll go bring your breakfast from the dining table while you freshen up," he said as he started to leave the room.

"Rukiye! (Wait!)" I said, making him stop in his steps. "Voh... I've been in bed for about a whole day now - I think it's probably time I get out of bed and do a bit of walking around. Can I come to the dining table and eat... if that's alright?" I asked him, not sure whether he would be happy with my suggestion or not. He gave me a curt nod in response before walking out of the room again. I sighed in relief.

It was only then that I had a proper look at the room. Everything in the room was either grey or black. There was hardly any sign of brightness in the area. But the room was absolutely immaculate - there was not even a single speck out of place. I didn't know why but I somehow felt like this room belonged to him. The COLORs, the neatness, the atmosphere - they all just fit in with him so well.

My doubts were confirmed when I entered the bathroom and I saw all mens' toiletries laid out neatly on the shower rack. It was only then that I realised that I didn't have any of my own toiletries or clothes to use. But then I caught sight of a neat stack of a towel, a pair of jeans and kurti top, and products that I became conscious of the fact that Arnavji had already taken care of my needs. He always did a perfect job of everything he did I noted. Well... everything except his smile that is.

After freshening up quickly I walked out of the room, not knowing where to go. I vagely heard voices which seemed to be coming from downstairs.

"I don't want that disgusting middle-class girl in this house! Her mere presence is polluting it. You don't know the mentality of these wretched girls Arnav! First they enter the house as a guest, and then they try and find a permanent place in the house for money, in the name of love, care and what not! I don't want her filth to be in this house for even a second. I refuse to let her stay here."

"Dadi first of all she has a name. That wretched girl' you are talking about is called Khushi. And she is anything but what you just described. You haven't even seen her Dadi, so stop judging her without even knowing her. Aaap thab bhi galath the, or ab bhi. (You were wrong then, and now too) And plus this is my JOB. SHE is my responsibility and Arnav Singh Raizada never backs down from his responsibilities."

"Hum kuch sunne keliye thayaar nahi hain. (I'm not ready to listen to anything). Just get her out of this house right now. And don't you dare try to avoid this conversation like you did this morning. You will listen until I finish what I want to say. If you let that girl stay here, then you will end up deeply regretting it in future Arnav. I DO NOT want that girl in this house and that is final! We can't have any more middle-class, promiscuous women in our-."

"DADI!" he shouted. By this time I'd come downstairs and I was standing by the staircase watching Arnavji stand there with fists clenched, teeth gritted, eyes spitting fire and his whole body shaking with rage. I'd heard every word of Dadi's and I couldn't so anything to stop the endless tears which ran down my cheeks. 

But right now more than my own pain, I felt HIS pain. If looks could kill, then this Dadi' would have died a million times by now. Arnavji looked like a raging tiger that you just wouldn't want to go near. But behind all that, he was in pain I knew. I didn't know how, but I did. 

As he stood there glaring at Dadi, I waited with bated breath waiting for the volcano to erupt.

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