Chapter 13

But Khushi knew she had to leave...and especially now once the opinion of the Raizada's was made clear to her. 

She went to the table and got some food. She indicated Arnav to follow her into the living room with Shaila.

Khushi fed Shaila some breakfast as she had had nothing other than milk from earlier.

As nothing was happening around the apartment Arnav decided to go to office for a little while but not before fully convincing Shaila that he would in fact be returning.

That evening when Arnav returned, the little family had dinner together with Khushi being exceedingly silent. What was going on in her mind he thought?

That night as they put Shaila to bed, both parents stood on either side of the crib a strange distance between the both of them. Arnav didn't know what it was but something was surely bothering her.

He decided to ask,

"Khushi whats wrong?"

She tore her eyes away from her daughter and looked coldly into his. She was so angry right now. So angry at her treatment. All of there Raizadas treated her like shit. including him. And then he would once again be soft towards her. Who did he think she was? Some kind of slave in tune to his every wish, his every demand? His every mood swing? No. Now he needed to hear it from her. No more hot and cold treatment any more. He didnt have a right to treat her the way he was. She was no longer going to be stepped upon by him. She was so done with this

"its none of your business" she said icily. Arnav was surprised at the tone of her voice. Why was she being so rude.

"Ofcourse it's my business. Im you husb-"before he could finish he felt a strange tingle on his left cheek. Soon he felt heat rise. What had just happened? It took him a moment to realize Khushi had just slapped him. Hard and firm right across the face.

His mouth was wide open in utter disbelief. Where did she even get the guts to do that he thought?

She grabbed him by the wrist and took him out of the nursery lest Shaila may wake up. He followed as he was still overcome with shock. She closed the door of the nursery and leaned closer to him and said in a dangerous low growl,

"Don't ever. Ever call yourself my husband. You are nothing like that. What is this? This is a joke of a marriage. You have no right calling me your wife. I don't consider you my husband. What we did...that wasn't a marriage...that was a sham...thats all. And it will always remain that way. Screw what it says on a damned piece of paper."

Arnav regained his senses and grabbed her by the shoulders and dragged her into his bedroom right across the hall from Shaila's room.

He locked the door and pushed her on the bed. Khushi moved back now seriously afraid for her life. It was obvious the rage was overpowering him right now. He looked so dangerous, so overcome with fury. He climbed onto the bed and closed in on her like a predator. She tried to get up into a sitting position but the most she could manage before he caught a hold of her was to slightly lean against the headboard for support.

She looked into his eyes...they looked possessed. She was extremely afraid now. He took off his shirt and vest together in one tug.

"Ar- Arnav stop... what are you doing" she asked fearfully

He grabbed her shoulders and moved his face only centimeters away from hers.

"What did you say? I'm not your husband?" he said as he gave her a hard, bruising, merciless kiss on her lips. She let out a cry at the sudden attack.

"Arnav...get off me" she said as she tried to push him off. He caught a hold of her hands.

"This is a joke to you Khushi?" he said as he harshly ripped the front of her new anarklai and pulled down the bra .He grabbed her breasts and mercilessly tugged and squeezed them with his hands and then with his mouth bit and sucked on them.

Khushi screamed and tried to pull his head away,

"AArnav...stop...stop please...Don't do this." She cried shakily.

He sat up straight and looked at her. She saw through her own teary eyes that his eyes were filled with tears as well. He let go of her and she immediately covered herself with her arms.

"Im sorry Khushi..." he whispered and got off her and collapsed on the bed and lay some distance away from her. He looked up at the ceiling. Khushi curled up on her side of the bed and gingerly cried her heart out.

What just happened? Was he really going to just force himself on her? R-Rape her? Khushi wailed even more, her cries loud and forlorn...her treachery and pain evident in her loud cries.

Arnav continued to stare at the white ceiling crying raw tears, his heart sinking more and more with her every cry. What had he just done? What was he about to do? He turned so he was facing the other side of the room away from her.

He spoke quietly not looking at her.

"Khushi..." he whispered agonizingly.

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Chapter 13