Chapter 5

MakeMeUrVillain

@WildestDreams

Kiss&Fun

I was not sleeping with someone of my own will for several months .
Feel the full bed and hot, it was a nice feeling that I had almost forgotten, but I did not

know to what extent it was positive to resurface old memories .
I continued to keep my eyes closed , moving constantly from sleep in a confused state of

drowsiness . It was the third day I was in Las Vegas and now it did not seem so strange as at the beginning.

Still, I did not feel homesick, it was too early , but at a distance of a few months it would surface. I yawned and shifted position on the opposite side turning around and feeling something warm against my cheek . Hot and good smell.
I muttered and I snuggled better, falling asleep again ...

" Khushi ..." A voice whispered close enough to feel his warm breath gathering against my ear .

"It's time to wake up ," he whispered again.
"No ... it's too early ... " I said, rubbing my nose .
He stroked my side and I felt his warm lips running through my neck.
"You have to get up right away instead . Otherwise I will stop to behave nicely . "
That voice was so calm and affectionate . "I like your voice ... " .
" Khushi , wake up ... " .
I stretched my legs up to meet his and I hugged him, reveling in his body strong and

healthy .
Arnav . Arnav Singh Raizada . My fake husband !
" I'll count to three and after then, I will not answer to my actions ."
I opened my eyes and rolled on my side grabbing a pillow and putting it between us as a shield .

What was I doing ? And why I was not going to stop me?
" Good morning to you " he said a little mocking .
Arnav was ... a vision. How could he be so damn good even when he wake up ? If at that moment , I had looked in the mirror , I was sure that I would have seen a strange breed of animal.
He was lying on his side with one arm stretched out towards me. He was shirtless and he had a lovely smile . His eyes were a little puffy and his hair uncombed made him an

erotic dream , one of those dreams that I could do from now until the end of my days .

"And you? Tell me you did not do it! " .
"Let me remember."
" Arnav ji ! " .
"I never refuse requests from young ladies from London ."

No! I could not believe it! I kissed him and I don't even remember it, this means that it was very unfortunate . Oops ... there should have been another tragedy and that of being a poor virgin seemed eager for some attention !

" Yes , I'm kidding ."
As soon as he shut the door behind him, I fell with my face on the pillow. The mere thought of kissing him made me feel goose bumps all over the body .
At that point I would not be able to sleep , so I decided to get up. At the edge of the bed I found the gray shirt of Arnav that he was probably removed during the night to stay cooler.

In the end I had to admit that his presence , it was like saying ... was comforting.

Yes, he was a complete stranger , but in a few days , I had gone from one extreme to the other with him. Initially I was indisposed and suspicious, now I am almost saddened at the thought that in a few months our paths would be divided .
I took the clean linen and a blue sleeveless dress and as soon as it was possible , I went to the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes.
When I came out , Arnav was waiting for me near the door and was flipping through the photographs.

" What is it? "I asked curiously approaching him.
"It has been delivered this morning , the pictures of our wedding " he chuckled .
I went to look at them and I soon found my expression bogeyman . It seemed that I had seen a ghost , while Arnav on the contrary, was impeccable as always.
There was also a photo of the fake kiss. Remarkable, really .
I watched carefully one by one , thinking I could send to my parent some to make them happy .

" I suck" I muttered to myself , rejecting the truly terrifying picture that I would turn into oblivion.
"In fact ..." Arnav agreed with me. " But that's not all , look at this for example ... It is

beautiful. Your look is so clear and sincere . "
" What is it? " I said, chuckling. " The one where I had the momentum to beat the fake

priest ? " .
"No , silly. This ... " .

Arnav took a picture taken in the vertical , where there were our busts wrapped in a soft light that came from the open doors of the chapel. We were facing each other.

I immediately recognized that moment corresponded with the instant after the exchange of our rings, when I had the distinct awareness that I had been united with him , willy-nilly , fiction or not.
" EMH , yes. Can we go to have breakfast now ? " .
" Let's run , I'm dying from hunger."
We came down in silence, finding ourselves in the large room crowded and quiet at the same time .

It was all too fancy. The differences were also evident in clothing : we so normal and they all dressed up , with gold watches and rings sparkling and stones too large.
For a moment I looked at the fake faith on my finger and I almost had to laugh .
We approached the buffet to get something to eat, then we reached one of the many tables in the back of the room . Arnav, like me on the previous evening , had preferred to

choose a secluded spot and away from all those searching eyes .
"What the.." he hissed after a while .

toast and bacon. I drank tea while he had the full cup of dark coffee and too much liquid , compared to what I drank in London. That looked like dirty water .
" It is true that when you have something to hide, you see shadows everywhere" said

Arnav close to my ear .
Taken from my breakfast , I nodded without paying much attention to his words.

I bit into the rusk feeling on the palate the intense taste of strawberry jam .

It was very yummy. Before getting into the room , I would have stolen some box to use it on some attacks of hunger.
Would they have been able to arrest me for stealing jam ?

He sucked my skin and my heart stopped. I was shocked ... yes, I would not have

recovered. He kissed me on the cheek coming from below my ear .

"There's a guy who has not taken his eyes off us since we got here . I wish he is not the

immigration office and before ask us a few questions, he is watching how we behave . "
Ah , that explains the mystery ...
I muttered something I did not understand . I do not really understand. The mouth and brain were not connected at that time.

I still felt a pleasant warmth where Arnav had kissed me .

affectionate or do things by neo newlyweds in love. God ... I was so clumsy . I would never been able to do disinhibited , I'd always been self-conscious and with the look of someone who is about to undergo the most atrocious injustices .
I steeled myself , so much strength and after saying to myself come on, a hundred times , I leaned my head on the arm of Arnav turning around and just hugged him.

" We're making progress . What do you say if tomorrow I teach you how to walk in step? " .
I threw an elbow and returned to my breakfast ."How rude ."
He laughed again. "I will also reward you with cookies ."
I could not help myself and I laughed too.

I was afraid that after some time he wouldn't like my presence.
So I decided that all the time when I had been forced to live with him, I would be almost invisible. I had my independence , I would have looked for a job and without his help I would have made my circle of friends. Our relationship would be limited to those required.

However, we would have to discuss many things during the trip. Those days have passed , we had never talked in depth of any topic and now it was necessary that we did for a number of reasons more or less important , the first of which was his girlfriend.
The second was his family . How much they knew about the truth?

What nonsense had he told them ?
I found it difficult to understand how he would explain , it was a real grit on its own if he had to keep it a secret and I was curious to see how he would.
Oh, because I had no doubt about it. Probably he had devised a perfect plan without even the smallest margin of error .
The taxi left us at the airport and Arnav helped me to carry the suitcases .

I become disoriented with an ease, out of the ordinary and quiet, worry advancing through the crowd , while I continued to bump with the wheels of my luggage .
" Arnav , but my ticket? " .
"I had your documents and I did it directly at the hotel to avoid the line ."
Yeah ... to prepare the necessary documentation to marriage, I sent him all my data and together with his , its were contained in a folder yellow .
"I'll pay you back the money."
" There's no hurry ."
We passed the check in and then we went into the waiting room waiting for our flight to be announced .
There was no place to sit, even to pay and Arnav and I continued to walk back and forth holding each one finger of the hand and waiting to find a seat , a bench or a stool.
After a while, now sure that we would not have found it, he leaned against the wall down a bit with the back and opening his legs .
I stopped a few feet from him, when I thought I saw a familiar face disguised in the crowd. I gasped for a moment with my knees start shaking , and then I thought that was

impossible, no one knew where I was. Not even my parents . No one could find me.
I do not know why, I had the instinct and the need of having to tighten to someone, to have to feel close and unfortunately there was only my fake husband.
In joy and in pain ...
I went slipping between his legs and I leaned next to him, biting my nails and keeping my eyes away .
At that moment I did not care what he thought or shame that I felt , I did it and that's it .
Arnav gave a short , guttural sound , and then he clasped my hips .
" I like your progress."
I sighed when he brushed the hair on my back and his fingers caressed my cheek.

"It will be easier for both of us if we make a confidential relationship ."
" Yes, I know ...", I said.
At that distance I could smell his aftershave and his warm breath touched my cheek and mouth. I wanted to give him a glance , but if I had turned at that moment , I would have done a very inconsiderate gest, saw the desire that I had to kiss him.

I 'll have ... We were going to have a blast together.