AAD Chapter 8: Losing

I know it's been nearly a month since I updated but at least I updated. Visuals for this story is available: Arnav's dream. I recommend opening them up on a separate tab to you can read and view the pictures at the same time. The bits in bold is a dream. This story is only for 16+, so minors keep away. Enjoy :) 

 

 

Chapter 8: Losing

 

Arnav had entered the Raizada Mansion. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but something was different. The lights were all off and there were candles everywhere. Instead of the living room, there was a giant pool with floating candles. Palm trees were scattered around the room and the smell of incense was making him heady. There was soft Arabian music playing somewhere in the house and that’s when he noticed what was so different about the Mansion. There were girls everywhere. Literary everywhere. Where ever he looked, there would be a beautiful girl in a harem outfit belly dancing or lounging on one of the many pillows that were all around him or eating/feeding each other grapes. The girls all looked like airbrushed models, all from different ethnicities, all with hourglass figures, all with long legs and flawless features. They were perfect. Too perfect.

 

Arnav decided to ignore them and head towards his room. As soon as he took a step, everyone stopped what they were doing, the music stopped and he couldn’t smell the incense anymore. He frowned and looked around. It seemed like every move he made was followed by the girls’ eyes. He began to walk again, trying very hard to ignore the girls. They too got up and started to head to where he was. Soon Arnav found his way blocked by the gorgeous girls and he started to find it hard to resist them. One of them had managed to take his briefcase away from him and another was loosening his tie. He felt an overwhelming urge to take them all and he knew if he didn’t get away from them now, he probably would.

 

They had taken his jacked and started unbuttoning his waistcoat when he finally decided to say something. “Excuse me ladies.”

 

All of a sudden, the women stopped touching him and parted like the Red Sea. He looked around confused before he shrugged and went on his way to his room. To his surprise, no one came near him again. The music came back, he could smell the incense again and the girls went on doing whatever they wanted.

 

When he finally stepped into his room his breath hitched in his throat. This was not because his room similarly resembled the living room. The colour scheme was mostly reds, oranges and yellows. There were drapes and cushions everywhere. On one end of the room there was a circular bed with more drapes and cushions and on the other end, a couch with drapes and cushions. Soft Arabian music was playing and incense was burning. But that’s not why Arnav Singh Raizada couldn’t breathe properly. The reason why he couldn’t breath was because there was a woman in the middle of the room.

 

This woman was wearing the most exquisite red lace saree with a gold border and gold designs. She had her back to him so he couldn’t tell what colour her blouse was, only that that there were 2 gold strings holding it up. She had worn her hair in a plait and he couldn’t help but notice how the blackness of her hair complimented the fairness of her skin. He wanted her to face him badly. He didn’t have to wait long. She turned around and he found himself staring at his heart’s desire, Khushi.

 

“That didn’t take you very long.” She said.

 

Arnav was so dazzled by her beauty that it took him a few seconds to get his mouth working.

 

He was confused. “What didn’t take me very long?” he asked.

 

“Finishing them all off.” Taking a step towards him.

 

“Finishing who all off?”

 

“The girls downstairs of course.” She said taking another step.

 

He finally understood what she was talking about. “I didn’t touch them.”

 

By this time Khushi had come close enough that they’re bodies were touching.

 

She let out a sarcastic laugh. “Who’d have thought that a sex maniac like you would turn down the opportunity to do some of the most beautiful women in the world?”

 

He snaked an arm around her waist and stroked her bare back. “Oh I’ll do them too.” He said casually.

 

She raised an eyebrow. “Too?”

 

He nodded. “Right after I’m finished with you.”

 

He turned her around roughly so her back was mashed up against his front. He pulled the ribbon that had tied her plait together to let her hair cascade along her bare back. She laughed as he began to disrobe her as fast as possible was grinding his ever growing erection against her. Once she was completely void of cloths, he bit her neck harshly and pulled at her nipples until they were sore. The Arabian music had somehow gone from being very erotic to loud and annoying but he ignored it. His mouth watered as he savoured the taste of her skin as he began to pepper her back with open mouth kisses. Khushi’s moans were getting lost in the music. The music sounded louder so he decided to hurry this up. He turned her around-

 

And woke up. Arnav woke up dazed, confused and aroused. After a few moments he realised that it was just a dream, at which point he threw his alarm clock as hard as he could at the wall. It broke on impact and stopped its infuriating buzzing.

 

Feeling frustrated and irritated, he called Aman. “Aman.” He said trying to keep his voice even.

 

“Yes.”

 

“Is Lavanya still in town?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Send her over now!”

 

He hung up the phone and waited, all the while thinking of how good Khushi had felt.

 

 

 

It had been a week since Khushi’s father’s heart attack and a week since Payal had been in charge. Things had gotten a lot better. Buaji and Garima were still giving Khushi the cold shoulders but they weren’t being as cruel. This was mainly due to Babuji. Babuji was a lot better now and thought Payal’s decision to leave Lucknow was a great idea.

 

“We can start on a clean slate.” He had said.

 

They were all packed and ready to leave. They had even managed to sell the halwai shop. It was, however, for a lot less than they had intended but beggars can’t be choosers. Everything was sorted, well nearly everything.

 

 

 

Sheesh Mahal, Lucknow

 

Arnav was drinking coffee on the veranda while reading a newspaper when a bumbling servant approached him nervously. Arnav put his paper down and stared at the man intently until he began cowering.

 

“What is it?!” he barked.

 

The servant leapt 20 feet in to the air and stuttered out, “The the there’s someone he here to se se see you sir.”

 

“Who?”

 

“Pa pa pa Payal Gupta.”

 

Arnav smirked and sat up straight. “Bring her to me.”

 

“Ji.”

 

The servant ran off and a few minutes later, appeared with Payal.

 

“Ah Payal, I trust you’ve come to talk to me about my offer.”

 

“There’s really nothing to talk about. Didn’t your dog give you my message?”

 

“Dog? Oh you mean Aman. Yes he did and I received it loud and clear.”

 

“Good.” She slid a bunch of key across the table to him.

 

He frowned. “What is this?”

 

“The keys to our house. Don’t worry, I’ve been very unhelpful and not labelled any of them.” She said with a smile.

 

Arnav’s features darkened and he sat up straight. “What’s the meaning of this?”

 

Payal’s smile widened. “What? A great and smart business man like you can’t figure it out? Loh, I’ll explain in simple terms. You lost. We’ve decided to keep our Khushi and give you our house because she’s more precious to us. Don’t bother following us, I found your spies and told them your real motive for following my sister. Have you noticed how you haven’t had any more intel from them for the past 2 days?”

 

Arnav thought about it for a moment and realised how true it was. He hadn’t heard anything from them.

 

“It’s a shame.” He said in an eerily calm voice. “I’m sure your sister would’ve liked being in my service.”

 

Payal’s eyes turned cold and her voice hardened. “Don’t play games with me Mr Raizada. Khushi might be innocent but I’m not. I know you weren’t going to get her to cook and clean for you.”

 

He looked Payal right in the eyes and said, “You’re right. I was going to fuck her all day and all night. I was going to tie her up and spank her. I was going to pleasure her until she became my whore and begged for me to take her again and again and again. Would you like to take me up on my offer instead?”

 

Payal looked away in disgust. “You make me sick.”

 

When Payal got up and walked away, Arnav called Aman.

 

“Aman, I want you to fire the detectives I hired.”

 

“They quit two days ago.”

 

“What?! Why didn’t you tell me damn it?”

 

“Because what you’re doing is wrong.”

 

Arnav did a double take.

 

Did Aman really talk back to me?

 

“Excuse me?”

 

“Sir, in all my years of working for you, I’ve never questioned you. But what you’re doing to this girl is wrong.”

 

“I’m trying to hire her.”

 

“No, you’re not. Her sister told me everything and it made a lot of sense. Sir, what you’re doing isn’t smart. You’re a great man so why would you stoop that low? If anyone found out your reputation would be ruined. For these reasons I have destroyed all copies of her falling of the ramp and into your arms. You can have any woman in the world sir but not her, she could ruin you.”

 

“You don’t understand! I don’t lose!”

 

“I’m sorry sir but this is for your own good. I’ve booked a flight for you, it leaves today at 6 to Delhi.”

 

“Aman-”

 

“Sir, I’m just looking out for you.”

 

 

 

Train Station, Lucknow

 

The Gupta family took one last look at Lucknow before boarding the train to Delhi.