Inexperienced mistress

He looked at his mom as she lowered her eyes and waited for him to continue the conversation. "I am not marrying. I don't think I can make it." Was his simple reply to the humble lady who was yearning to bound him in the pure relation of matrimony. "Think about it once more." She said plainly. Leaving on him to ponder and decide. As if he wanted this only, he smirked and got up. "Then will meet ya next week. I got to go. Give my compliments to the Richard family." He simpered a little and taking one last sip of the lemon tea, waved his attendant to take out the car. Arnav Singh Raizada was a man of power. He was exactly what the females liked to tag as 'The Drop-dead handsome Man'. Being in not more than a handful of relationships which didn't last for more than a week with the independent New York's women, he never let it hover over his work. Maybe that is why he was one of the richest men of the city. He wanted commitment. But not marriage.. even after reaching a age where he saw the noble men with their wives and kids. That was just not him. * "I don't need the green files. And tell James to--" He spoke blatantly on the phone, desperately wanting to excuse himself from the burning heat, when he saw a woman in her early 20s, standing near the blackly shadowed spot in front of the big industry which happened to belong to him. He didn't wanted to keep on looking at her, but she passed him a half-smile that made him feel that it would be disrespectful to leave her without any attention. "Who is she?" He asked one of his secretaries who looked at the girl with an apprehending glare and shrugged off her shoulder negatively. Two choices- Meet her. Leave her. He preferred to choose the second one. Just a smile. Not even a proper one. Why the hell should he waste his time on her? * "Mr. Kimberley, I really don't know why you cant pay off the debt you have taken from this industry even after being given 5 months for the purpose.." Arnav said in a calm tone and waited for the elderly man to answer him. "My wife hasn't been keeping well, and my daughter's marriage just broke. I don't think I can make it so soon. Try and understand ASR" He replied scathingly. "Well that's really not my problem. You ne--" He stopped when he found a knock on the door. "Mr. Kimberly your daughter is here. She needs to talk to you." Told Annie and waited for him to come out. "We are in an important meet here. Tell her to come in." Arnav said and turned on his swiveling chair. * Arnav looked at the girl who opened the door and looked at her dad timidly. This was the same girl who gave him that incomplete smile in the morning. He stared in her green eyes for a moment before waving at Kimberley. He got up and looked at Arnav once, his eyes pleading to allow him and talk to her in private. "You can come tomorrow." Arnav sighed and busied himself with the text he just received from his mother before looking out of the glass door. Kimberley slapped the girl and left the place as she held back her tears. Arnav looked in her eyes as she desperately tried to avoid his gaze before leaving. * "Mr. Kimberly it's been over 5 months and you haven't paid a single penny to our company and that's unacceptable. Arnav Singh Raizada never lets anyone get away with that. You're just lucky that I haven't put up any interest in your debt, and if you don't pay by 2 days from now then I will take something very precious from you!" Arnav spoke to the man who was on his knees pleading him for mercy. "Please ASR, my wife isn't in the condition' I assure you that I will pay you'-" "No! You've been saying that from the past f**k'n 5 months and I'm not waiting for the damn money that you owe us! I said 2 days. 2 days and if I don't have my money then you'll see the consequences!" Arnav roared in his office. I don't have any money ASR but I give you my daughter......

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Khushi stood in the hot shower and felt her tears mix up with the water..her sore body feeling a little more relaxed as the water cascaded down her skin and she ran her fingers in her wet hair.

The feeling of being unwanted..again.

After Payal's death, for which Khushi blamed herself, she was made to hear a lot of taunts from her mother..who thought that Khushi was a curse to her. For another 20 years of her life Khushi tried to stay as she was, pure, so concerned about her mother..selfless. But then her mother finally told her that she disregarded her as her daughter..for her whole life when she was on her death-bed, leaving Khushi with her step-father who was an half-american and who treated Khushi worse than her mother.

And then Khushi finally broke. When she was her real self, no one even cared for her feelings..so she decided to be the one with an opposite life. A girl who doesn't care about anyone in the world. Who is heartless. Who can do anything for her own selfish reasons..

But one person bought her to ponder on the same again and again..

Payal.

She stopped thinking about last night, how he treated her..

But she has to get used to all this..being his mistress..he felt like he owned her..her feelings..her senses..her identity..her everything.

She took a towel and wrapped herself in it, before coming out of the wash, wetting her lips and clearing her throat that had a lump coz she felt like crying but she didn't wanted to..she didn't..not for him. Not for anyone.

~Vani

When she came out of the wash, she saw Arnav on the phone, standing by the window.

"Mom, will you please stop! ... No mom, she's only going to be around for a while!She'll only be here temporarily. Once time is up, she'll be gone. You know how relationships are."

Khushi just stood there, without thinking, being numb just as she was..her expressionless face having the same charm and sex appeal that she had always.

Arnav hung up and turned to see Khushi when he heard the washroom door getting opened, she was in just a towel, walking towards the wardrobe to get her clothes. Arnav was about to make another call when he noticed something from the corner of his eyes. He turned his head to see what it was, only to be left motionless. Khushi had dropped her towel, just like that, and was completely naked. Her milky body was on display, showing off her every curve. Meanwhile, Khushi was completely aware of Arnav ogling her, but she didn't care. Taking out a violet dress, she sashayed to the mirror and held it in front of her. Not liking how it looked, she shook her head and went back to choose another. She did this at least a good 4 dresses, but Arnav's eyes never came off of her. Finally, Khushi decided to end her floor show and chose a black shift dress.

Going through the wardrobe, she took out a black bustier corset with matching panties, and knee highs. Knowing that Arnav still hadn't taken his eyes off of her, Khushi rolled her eyes and wore the items. Turning to get her dress, Khushi's eyes met Arnav's, which were gawking right at her.

"You know, this isn't the first time you've seen my body," Khushi said matter-of-factly.

"I know," Arnav said in his usual husky tone, still looking at her body.

Khushi grabbed the dress and slipped it on.

"So then why are you looking at me like you've never seen my body before? Does it flatter you? I thought after the conversation we had last night you don't really care of me.." she asked sarcastically, not knowing what she was saying but just being that way.

Arnav ignored her and turning away. That's when he realized that this entire time Khushi was giving her floor show, that this time was the first time he blinked. Ignoring the intruding thought, he looked back at her.

"Anyways," Arnav began, "I'm gonna need you to come with me."

"Where?"

"To meet with Lavanya. To show her that we're committed to each other and that I can't marry her."

"So you mean... you want me to lie?"

"Yes"

"I am sorry..but no."

"Excuse me?"

"The answer is no. I'm not going to lie to her about something that is not even close to the truth. I'm just your mistress, not your girlfriend, or whatever! I'm not going to act for anyone and I'm only gonna do what you asked me for, which is to pleasure you in bed. As I told you last night."

Arnav looked at her with sheer disbelief in his eyes.

He couldn't believe this is the same girl who was about to cry in front of him some days before..why cant she stick to oneself? He felt his temper rising, and the next thing he knew, was that he had pinned her against the wall, the cologne of her fresh dress and her shampoo reaching his senses, driving him crazy.

"What are you-" She tried to struggle, feeling a little furious at the way he was behaving with her.

She didn't like to be forced into anything. Not even such intimacy.

"I'm doing what I wanna do. Understood? You're the mistress and you better remember it. And you better understand it. You're lucky I'm not punishing you for talking to me like that, or I could do so many things to you right now, the options are endless."

Arnav pushed her aside and he left the room. Khushi stood there a few moments, gulping a little before pursing her lips softly and forgetting it all, just like she did always that was dug in a part of her heart whose door was never opened.

~Tammy

Angel,

I am feeling so weak now...I don't know what to feel about him..sometimes he is so nice with me..caring for me...while on the other hand he just wants me for his pleasure..for the world..and so many other things that I can't understand. I don't know till when I can hide my tears under this dark make-up..I feel so suffocated whenever a guy looks at me..I don't know what to do..to hide myself in ASR's arms like he offered me that night..or just be the way I am turning into..I know he hates me now after I hid all my reasons of behaving so badly with him..but I myself didn't know what to do..he is the one who took away my everything..I feel like a piece of me is with him all the time..I just cant stay away from him..but I cant be with him too..coz I know he can never be mine..and I just have to hide these budding feelings..forever.

-Khushi

Khushi looked at the letter for longer than usual, gazing at the word-ASR before she heard a knock on the door, making her keep the letter away and get up, the black dress that she wore didn't even reach her mid-thighs that made her feel a little uncomfortable which she hid it successfully like always before opening the door to find him, charming as ever in his three-piece. He looked at her as she looked at nothing in particular, while he felt a little furious at how she just wouldn't look at him.

"I'll pick you up by 8.00." He said plainly and looked at her as she hummed a little 'hmm' before he leaned in for a kiss that made her step back a little and kiss him back, trying to show that she wanted it just as much as him while for him it was just something he felt like doing before pulling out as she looked down for a sec before looking at him strongly as he took his phone and left her alone..

Arnav looked at her , she was wearing a beautiful peach dress that hugged her curves perfectly.

"Excuse me for the late." He said politely, pulling a chair for himself and glanced at her as she smiled a little..trying to be graceful.

"Its okay ASR. I know how it sometimes can be.." She said in a husky tone while he simpered in agreement.

For another 15 minutes Lavanya and him talked, and it turned out that this marriage is actually amazing for both their companies.

~Vani

"Think about it ASR! I mean the profits will be sky roof-high! Can you even think- I mean it'll be fantastic!"

Arnav nodded, rubbing his index finger on his chin. "Yes, it really would be. ' fine then," and he stood up.

Lavanya looked up at him in confusion.

"So Miss Lavanya, are you ready to become Mrs. Arnav Singh Raizada?"

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