Arnav stared at his laptop screen as he looked at the attachment sent by Aman. He clicked on the attachment and opened the PDF file.
He looked keenly over at the details of the guy whom he had a strong urge to beat him to a pulp for coming closer HIS Khushi.
Name: Vikrant Sharma
DOB: January 21, 1984
Age: 28
Born: Lucknow, India
Educated: University of Oxford, England UK
Studied: Computer Programmer
Employment: S&G Corporation based out of New York
Marital Status: Single
He looked keenly over the details and realized that this guy indeed is a good, honest and workable man and has a good occupation. He kept on reading the details compiled and saw that he neither drinks nor smokes. Never has had any affairs and is liked by all of his colleagues and friends. He read about his family background and found that his father and Khushi's father have been best friends since childhood, hence he has known Khushi since she was born.
With a tick forming in his jaw and anger starting to blaze in his eyes he slammed his laptop lid hard. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, he didn't know why he was acting this way, but something in his gut made him think that the way the guy looked at Khushi and behaved it most certainly looked like he was interested in her. He closed his eyes and yelled loudly, "NO! She is MINE only MINE and I don't give up what is mine." He rose up from the recliner, grabbed his gym clothes and decided that he needed to blow off some steam.
*
Aman was pacing up and down in his cabin. What had he done, he gave false information to Arnav sir about the guy. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and nervously adjusted his glasses. He looked towards the couch where Dhruv sir was perched up giving him a wide grin. "Sir, this is wrong on what we did." He tells him tensely and places his hand on the back of his neck to relieve the stress of possibly being killed by ASR.
"It's not wrong when what we're doing is for the goodness for Bhai." Dhruv tells him with a smile as he twirls his phone in his hand.
"But lying about the fact that guy is single is wrong. He is an engaged man and he is only Khushi ma'am's good friend from childhood and nothing more." He tells Dhruv in one breath and starts to pace the floor again. He was panicking that his boss will skin him alive if he found out the truth.
Dhruv chuckles at him and tells him, "Relax Mathur, Bhai won't harm you and besides we just want him confess with words as we already know how he feels inside his heart."
"Yeah right, relax its my ass on the line for lying to the boss." He looks up and prays to divine power up above to help him in this matter.
*
Khushi and Vicky were conversing with each other in the garden at Sheesh Mahal. She was laughing at a joke and looking at the pictures on his phone when she felt the hairs on the back of her neck prickling. Her entire body started to hum and she knew that he was looking. More like staring with blazing heat in her direction. She slowly turned around, looked up and saw him on the balcony. His stance showed rage and fury. He was staring with anger coursing through his eyes at them. She blinked hard, gulped and whispered lowly, "The Prince of Darkness is shooting angry fire balls towards us from his eyes."
Vicky with a scared face looks at her and asks, "Does it look like he is going to come down here and pummel my ass?"
"I can't predict what that Laad Governor will do, but at the present moment he is shooting daggers at me and I'm more petrified of what he will do to me." Khushi answers him with a frightened voice.
Vicky shakes his head and tells her, "I swear to god, Khushi if that guy rearranges my face before my wedding I'm going to kill you."
Khushi still staring at Arnav tells him, "If you think he will only rearrange your face, you're mistaken because you won't live that long enough." Vicky shrieks at what he heard and screams, "Ahh hell no! This jealous game is getting useless and that guy better confess and that too soon."
Khushi prayed to her DM, that this farce of a game gets over soon because she was really missing being near him. But she wants to hear from his mouth that he loves her, he has already shown in action on how he feels, but the words is what she wants to hear. She whispers softly, "I hope so too, Vicky that this gets over soon."
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Over the next week, Arnav kept himself busy with work. He was basically in a foul mood and was blowing up at each members of his staff. He had not talked to Khushi, kissed her or touched her in over a week and he was terribly missing her. And to top it off the guy seemed to be always hovering around her at Sheesh Mahal and getting chummy with his family members too. He had a sudden urge to strangle the guy with his bare hands, but couldn't. He needed to talk to her and air out this situation. He grabbed his phone and sent her text message to meet him in his sanctuary in 2 hours. He needed to get to the bottom of this once and for all. He pressed send and started to finish typing up his report.
*
Garima, Buaji and Anjali were discussing the details of the wedding with each other and sorting out the clothes. Anjali's phone beeped alerting her that Arnav was coming towards them. She smiles sheepishly and whispers, "Let's see what you will do chote?" She looks at the women and softly says, "He's on his way in, start the acting." Both the women nod their heads in acknowledging and began their star performance acting.
Buaji slaps her forehead and in a dramatic loud voice says, "Hai re nand kishore, this is indeed good news Garima." She looks over Anjali as she sees that Arnav walking towards them is slow strides engrossed in checking something on his blackberry.
"Ha, Buaji you're right this is indeed good news, I mean it's so fast, but the good thing about it is that the guy is excellent for her." Anjali tells her as she smiles inwardly and could sense her brother's mind going hundred miles an hour on what they were discussing. Now comes the time for Khushi's mom on dropping the bomb, which surely will sent a fire bolt fury running through her brother's body.
"You're right Anjali bitiya, he is a good guy," She pauses as she glances at Arnav and smiles at him tenderly and looks back Anjali and continues, "Khushi's father and Vicky Baba's father were childhood friends and when the kids were young they made each other promise that their friendship will be turned into a family relationship by having Khushi and Vicky married."
Anjali grins as she knew that any moment Arnav's going to fume with anger. She looks over to her brother and clearly his face was expressionless, he was gripping his phone really tightly in his hand and his jaw was twitching with anger. He blazed his eyes over the women and spoke with anger in one word, "NO!"
Anjali turns around and raises her eyebrow and asks him, "What no, chote?" Arnav walks closer to them and looks at Garima and says it again, "No, you will not be getting her married to that guy."
"Chote don't be ridiculous, Shashi uncle made a promise to his friend and it seems the right time for Khushi to get engaged as it is we're already in process of a wedding." Anjali tells her brother and tries her best not to smile.
"I'm not being ridiculous Di, but come on she is too young to be getting married anyways." Arnav tries to justify himself because as it is he didn't want them planning Khushi's marriage to that guy. She was HIS and will always remain HIS.
Garima sweetly tells him, "Arnav bitwa, she's the right age for marriage and the guy's family has sent the proposal and we're thinking about it." Arnav shakes his head with anger still bubbling inside him. He looks over to his Di who was looking at him with a baffled expression as to why he is against this.
"Chote why are you against this, I mean you don't even like Khushi, you despise her and are only tolerating her for the sake of her being Aakash's sister-in-law." Anjali tells him with a frown and turns her head back towards Garima and grins widely.
"I don't hate or dislike her Di." Arnav tells his sister as he looks at the women in front of him. "Then why are you against it chote?" Anjali again questions him and shakes her head.
Arnav's mind was going hundred miles an hour, why isn't he able to hear about her getting married to someone else, what does it matter to him, but it does matter, it matters big, because he is in LOVE with her always has been. I Arnav Singh Raizada, is in love with a girl who makes him a bit crazy, but nonetheless loves her deeply, he loosens up his tie, unbuttoned the two top button of his shirt as he tells them in a serious yet determined voice, "Because I love her."
Anjali's eyes pop-out, grinning widely at him and asks again, "Say what? Did I hear you right?" You love Khushi?"
"Yes, yes I LOVE HER DAMN IT!" He screams out loud.
Khushi and Vicky walk in at the same moment when they both heard the screaming from him. Her eyes turn wide as saucers and her jaw dropped at what she just heard from her Laad Governor's mouth. Vicky had the same expression with his jaw left hanging open, but deep down inside he was glad that finally this jealousy game was over.
Anjali claps her hand in joy, jumps up from the couch and says, "Finally you admit it, but I think you should tell the one you love those three words." She gestures with her head for him to turn around.
He slowly turns around and sees Khushi's expression. He walks towards the hallway and without saying anything leaves from there. Everyone in the room is left baffled at his behaviour, he just declared his feeling out right in front of them, but left without telling that one person how he feels.