After his regular morning jog Arnav returned Seesh Mahal around 7:30 am. As soon as he entered into the living room, someone kneeled at his feet. He was pleased to see his uncle Agam Malik joining his hands in front of him. He smirked seeing his years of best laid plan work. He bought their ancestral property when his uncle was neck deep in loans. Then he threw Agam Malik with his family out of Seesh Mahal just to take revenge what had happened with him years ago. Now his uncle assumed seeing his pathetic state Arnav Singh Riazada going to melt and may actually take pity on him. But Agam Malik did not know how wrong he was.
Agam "Arnav bitwa, please forgive me. Please have mercy on me " pleading
Arnav steadfastly ignoring Agam " Laxman Prasad! " hollered
A servant came scurrying into the room fearful " Yes Master "
Arnav " Who let this man into the house ? I gave you all clear instructions no one going to be allowed into Sheesh Mahal without my consent " yelled
Laxman gulped in fear " Master, this man barged through the door telling he being related to you so I thought... "
Arnav " I don't pay you to think, Laxman Prasad. I pay you to do what I tell. Now I'm going to my room but when I'll come to breakfast , I want this man out of premises. Understood ? " roared
Laxman " Yes Master "
Arnav side stepped his grovelling uncle on the floor and made his way to the stairs knowing very well his house helpers very good to keep Malik away from here on.
An hour later, after getting ready Arnav Singh Raizada came to dining table and started having his toast and juice. After a while, a servant came to inform his manager, Aman's arrival. Wiping his mouth with napkin he got out of his seat and went to living room to meet Aman.
Arnav " Aman ... I assume you have everything I need "
Aman " Yes ASR " handed a red file labelled Khushi Kumari Gupta " Everything and anything you possibly want to know "
Arnav " Good work. Oh Aman... Take the day off "
Aman " What ? " shocked
Arnav " You heard me, Aman. You're no use to me in your tired state. I want you fresh and ready to work tomorrow morning, 8 am sharp. Is that understood ? "
Aman " Yes ASR " left
Arnav went back to his bedroom. He opened the file and gone through all the information that had just been presented to him about Khushi. Her birth certificate, adoption papers, school records, candid shots, few shots of her from the fashion show with a couple of the shots of her in his arms. By noon he knew everything about her. He had found out many interesting things about her. Just like her father's shop was in trouble and the landlord was demanding more money while he was buried under debt from the bank having borrowed money for his elder daughter's wedding. Now he was going to use these things to his advantage.
Arnav caressed one of the pictures of her on the ramp grass in green lehenga with fear in her eyes. Khushi Gupta is a beautiful girl. There was no denying it but so young, so naïve and so innocent. He knew he wants her. And he always got what he wants.
He took out his mobile and dialled Khushi's number. After fourth rings Khushi picked up the call "
Khushi " Hello " with soft whisper
Arnav " Khushi Kumari Gupta? " with hard business like voice " It's Arnav Singh Raizada "
Khushi " Why are you calling me? Look, if this is about your show, I told you it was just a mistake. I'll repay your loss "
Arnav " Repay ? " chuckled darkly " How are you going to repay me? What are you going to do? Win the goddamn lottery or rob a bank? "
Khushi " Then why are you calling me? Does Mr. Richie rich and Hotshot Business Tycoon have nothing better to do? " snapped
Arnav " I have a proposition for you Khushi. Think of it as a job opportunity. I know you need it "
Khushi " Why would you of all people want to help me? "
Arnav " I can't disclose that over the phone. If you're interested, come to Sheesh Mahal by 3 " cut the call
Arnav had been waiting for her patiently sitting in his study like another ordinary meeting but only his choice of clothes indicated it was from that.. As the time ticked by he knew Khushi would come. At 2:45pm, Laxman Prasad informed him that there was a girl named Khushi at the gate asking to meet him. Arnav asked him to let her in.
After a while he saw she in marron churidar was led by a young servant boy. She smiled a beaming smile of thanks to the worker who blushed as he walked away. This girl certainly had a charm about her Arnav thought. His hawk-like eyes tracing over her ... Her beautiful doe like eyes, her red luscious lips, her full breasts, her narrow waist, her flaring hips, her sweet round bottom, her long toned legs. The churidars she wore did nothing to hide her beauty.
Khushi was also having hard time to tear her gaze from his exposed chest seeing him clad in fitted grey pants with a black satin robe that left most of his chest exposed. She was chanting inside so what if he was devastatingly handsome but this man was pure evil and she could not afford to forget that.
She stood across the coffee table from the couch he was currently occupying.
Khushi " What's my job? " clutching tightly the strap of her bag in nervousness
Arnav " I never said I'm offering you a job Ms. Gupta. If you remember, I said I have a proposition for you " got up from couch and stood in front of Khushi " I want you to become my mistress "
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