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While we are going to be posting our analysis on this episode, we were in the meantime inspired to write the following story by Babyface’s view titled “Romance Overdose a La ASR”. We hope you like it. Please do let us know through your comments, your thoughts, whether good or bad below on our efforts here:

He watched her get ready so slim and beautiful. She was like an angel, what had he deserved to have her in his life? He clutched the present in his hand, wanting to give it to her, but at the same time not knowing how to approach her. He had gotten so close to her so many times, today everyone had gone away, they would not be back from the wedding till tomorrow.

He had the flashback

“Nani I am not feeling well, I think my sugar levels have dropped, I will not be going to the wedding” said Arnav feigning dizziness. Nani looked at him concerned, but agreed it was not a good idea for him to go, Khushi on hearing the news insisted she would not go. Arnav being Arnav had to play it all the way through “Khushi you should go, after all, it will have everything you like, are you sure you want to stay home with me? Don’t say afterwards that I didn’t let you go”. He controlled the mischievous grin, whilst he looked at her with puppy dog eyes.

Khushi said firmly, “No, I will not go when you are not well”. So Khushi personally insisted everybody go to the wedding and that she would see them in the morning. She walked into the room with a tray of Jalebi’s, ones she had made for him. He lay on the recliner, and she watched him sleep.

“Arnav ji” she shook him.

He pretended to wake, looked at her with drowsy eyes “have some jalebi’s” she said.

Arnav thought to himself, he was glad he had not had anything; otherwise his sugar levels would really be having trouble now! He pretended to lift his hand but dropped it down.

“Arnav Ji, wait I will feed you” she lifted the dripping Jalebi to his mouth, he took a bite, very smoothly also wiping his tongue across her fingers. Her eyes shot up to his, he could see the passion glazing her eyes and tried to maintain the feelings that mirrored hers. She brought her hand closer once again and he did the same. He could see the intensity of the passion increasing and was finding it hard not to just grab her. He stopped her from feeding him further; lifting her hand to his mouth he kissed her fingers. She had become breathless, as he continued to kiss her palm and pull her closer.

She pushed him away “Arnav ji, really you should be thinking about getting better and ran out of the room”.

End of flashback.

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She was so innocent, she still had not realised that he had been faking it, he had tricked her into wearing the red saree, saying that he felt well enough to go to the wedding. He watched her get ready. He felt as if he had waited for her forever, not just for a few months. Her beauty stunned him.

As she went to pick up the necklace she would wear he said “Khushi, no. I don’t want you to wear that one”. She looked at him through the mirror; she could read his eyes, the passion that was flaming. She started to shake as he moved closer. He pulled out a necklace and tied it around her neck. She remembered it and looked back at him through the mirror.

“yes Khushi, it is like the one you liked when I was engaged to La” regret laced his voice, I wanted to buy it for you then, but I refused to accept my feelings. I checked against you how it looked, and you looked beautiful, but I needed to hurt you the way I hurt, so I gave it to her. She left her one, but I did not want to give you that one, I wanted to give you this one, I specially had it made for you”.

He saw the single tear that fell, he turned her around and lifted his hand to wipe it away, changing his mind, he brought his lips to her cheek and brushed it away. He felt her breath hitch. She attempted to move away but he held onto her.

“Arnav ji....”

“No” he whispered “Not Arnav ji, I want you to call me Arnav, say it”.

She pulled herself out of his clutches and went backwards, he followed her “did I not say that you have to work with me?”

“Arnav Ji.....” her voice stammered.

He smiled roguishly, “there is no where you can go” as his hands pinned her against the wall.

“Arnav ji....” He cut her off.

“I said call me Arnav” he continued to look at her “Khushi say it”.

“Arnav Ji.....” she stammered again. He bent his face towards her, his voice fierce.

“Say Arnav”, he placed his lips against her cheek “Say it Khushi” he growled.

“Arnav” she said.

“Again!”

“Arnav” her voice shook.

“That was not so hard was it?” he whispered and began a trail of kisses from her cheek to her neck.

She tried to move away, wanting him to continue, to be his and wanting to run away. “We need to go to the party” she faltered over her words. “Move away”, she tried to push him away.

He pinned her against the wall again, locking her arms above her head, against the wall.

“Have you forgotten khushi, I told you to go, you said you didn’t want to, I even said not to complain after, about not letting you go” he said.

Her shocked eyes met his and she knew. He had tricked her! Her body was shivering, it was hot and cold. Her eyes showed her hesitation and her passion as he moved forward and placed his lips against hers. The world went reeling, she was drowning in the sensations as was he. He moved slightly “want me to stop?” he asked quietly, eyes glinting.

“she looked at him puzzled, not knowing how to answer, she tentatively replied “would you?” but she knew the answer, either way she would lose.

His smile curved into a dangerous smile “Why don;t you ask me and see?” but he saw her eyes and he knew, and she opened her mouth to answer, he lips fastened on hers again. He lifted her His hand wrapped around her waist, her arms came around his to link behind his neck, she felt her body melt into his. He kissed her again. Then she was falling or maybe even drowning as he lay her on the cool sheets, her red saree stark against the white sheets. She didn’t question how her body seemed to have become liquid, she just lost herself. His hands were sure and hot against her skin, so unhurried as he ran them down her body, he watched her reaction, and felt himself tighten. God she was beautiful, her body was there for him to worship. It was all his. The pleasure for both was fluid and thick. Khushi was weightless against the sensations, no longer caring, only feeling as his lips ran over her. His hands were never still, but moved gently over hers, he bit her on the shoulder, and revelled in her ouch! He then soothed the bite, promising and luring he teased out every emotion from her. Their bodies were now naked against each other, the quivering had started for both of them, fire and ice coursed through her. He looked into her eyes, shut tight “Khushi open your eyes”. She fluttered them open.

“Say Arnav” he growled.

She looked at him breathing heavy.

“SAY IT!”

“ARNAV!” she shouted out as he took her in one sweep, her fingers biting into his shoulders.

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His weight pinned her to the bed, it was an odd and drugging feeling, to have a man’s full weight on her, and it was a wonderful feeling to know that he was also incapable of moving. But she was embarrassed, she kept her eyes downcast, not sure how to react. She didn’t doubt that he was pleased, she’d seen his eyes, felt his hands on her but she was scared and shy of saying anything.

She refused to speak, worried she would fumble, she could feel the blush working through her, what did you say in such a situation?

He was sprawled over her, and lazily removed himself from her; his world had completely turned over. God how he had waited for this moment, to have her completely! He looked at her, saw her blushing. He wondered if she knew how cute she looked, all rosy cheeks and shyness evident. “Do you know how beautiful you look right now?” he said huskily.

She pulled the sheets up, shy and breathless, how could he still look like he could ravish her.

“Khushi, what? You’re hiding from me? I’ve seen every inch of you” he watched her turn a deeper shade of red and was thoroughly enjoying himself.

He moved his hand and brushed her hair aside, she was rooted to the spot, heart beating fast. He couldn’t, he wouldn’t...or would he? She tried to creep backwards on the bed but he held her firmly, his eyebrow arched. “Khushi you don’t think I am going to turn you lose tonight? The night is not for sleeping” he shifted his position and pinned her against the bed again.

Khushi felt the quick fear and thrill at the same time of being overpowered, “you’re not?”

“No” he said and unable to control himself, and ripped the sheet aside, his rough palm made his way up her body, whilst his mouth took her throat.

She awoke with her body curled against his, her eyes fluttered open. He was asleep, and he looked like an angel when he was sleeping. She watched him for a while, her lips curved. This was her husband. The things he had done to her in the night had her blushing profusely. She lifted her hand to touch his face, as her fingers brushed his face she said “My Arnav”.

Arnav’s eyes opened and he grinned at her, her hand jerked away and he grabbed it “what happened Khushi? I like your hands on me, I’ve always liked them on me” he said kissing her palm. Embarrassed she shifted. “No I was....” she stammered.

“You were?” he asked smiling.

He cupped her face, guiding his mouth over hers; ”you know, I had trouble keeping my hands off you before, but now it’s going to become hell, now that I’ve tasted you, I don’t want to be anywhere but with you”.

“Arnav...” she sighed.

He lifted his eyes, his eyes dark he apologized “I’m sorry, I was a bit rough on you”. He said looking at the bruises that marred her skin.

“No...it’s ok...” she didn’t know how to proceed, she liked knowing that he had left his mark on her. But she felt too self-conscious to say anything. But she could see him worrying and she could not leave it at that, so timidly she said “did I forget to thank you?”

He looked at her surprised, had she just cracked a joke? He could see she was feeling uncomfortable and was loving it; he knew she had said it to ease his mind, but what the hell, he could not leave it there. Grinning he said “I suppose screaming my name 10-12 times was good enough”.

She looked up at him, bright red “Arnav ji...”

“Oh no, we are not going back to that again” he moved closer to her hair, brushing his lips, feeling her shiver. “I liked that you said my name, I love how you screamed it while digging your fingers into my shoulders”.

“No...I.....ummm....” she shifted and ran for the bathroom.

He sat up laughing to himself.

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She came out of the bathroom, her hair wet from the shower. He watched the water slide down her cheek, and he wanted to lick it away. She stood wiping her hair, and as she went to move, he blocked her way. She tried to shift once again and he blocked it again. She looked into his eyes, they were dancing; she knew he was messing with her.

“Move! Everyone will be home soon, there are a lot of things to be done” she said.

“Oh really? More important stuff then me?” he said moving closer.

“Arnav, move out of the way” she said frustrated “someone will see us, they will be home soon”.

He pinned her against the wall “No they won’t. I phoned Aakash, they will be delayed till tomorrow”.

“WHAT?! You told him.....that....that we....Arnav ji....” she said flustered.

“Drop the Ji, how many days will it take you? Do you really think I needed to say anything more than the fact that I wanted to spend time with you” he said and began nibbling on her neck.

She shifted her neck so that his mouth would get better access, his mouth moved from her neck to her mouth, and against it he whispered “should I get out the cuffs and whips?”

She froze, pushing him back she gaped at him”I...I....”

“I’m kidding” he said bursting out laughing, she was such a package, the look on her face priceless, and all his, on a spurt of delight he picked her up and said “well, not at least until we have established complete trust”.

Khushi still so shocked at what he had said, had he, with la...no he couldn’t have, would he; with her? “You don’t really...I mean...I don’t think I could....but if you wanted...” she said shaking slightly she looked at him, complete trust.

His eyes softened, he placed her back down. His Khushi! All his! She would have done it, just for him. He placed his lips on hers, taking her in; soft as liquid they both sank into the kiss.

“Khushi, what did I do to deserve you? So innocent, so beautiful, what did I not do to you” his eyes glimmered with pain. “Why would you....”

But she stopped him from continuing “because like Sundri, you are both my prince and my shaitan”.

He heard the simple words and was humbled, she had forgiven him without any qualification, and he would spend his life making it up to her.

“But you didn’t tell me ....do you...” he looked at her and roared with laughter, bending forward cracking up and it finally dawned on her that he had been joking.

“I don’t care to be at the receiving end of your sick joke” she said fuming and walked out of the room leaving him grinning right after her.

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They both had breakfast and after Khushi was dewy-eyed and smiling as she lifted the soil bag to put in his plants, well they were their plants now. Her mind drifted to his rough palms, and how they had shifted across her, driving her wild.

“What the hell are you doing?”

The bag nearly dropped at the sharp tone, her head jerked up at his voice, her husband stood there scowling at her. Fighting a reckless urge to go plant a kiss on his she looked at him sardonically “Why, I am making Jalebies can you not see?”

“Why the hell do you do this to yourself? We have servants for this type of stuff” he said grabbing the bag from her and setting it down.

“Well, it’s not such a big thing, what you getting fussed for? Plus you’re the one that gave everyone the day off, plus I wanted to take care of the plants myself”.

“Still, you should not have done it, you could have waited for me to come, you can’t do these things yourself” He said.

“Yes I can, you might be the spoilt rich boy, used to having things done for him, but I like doing my things myself” she smirked.

Irritated he replied “I am not the spoilt little rich boy, I am a successful business man, who runs and owns millions” he moved closer “Have you forgotten who I am?”

“Nope, Arnav Singh Raizada, the spoilt rich boy” she giggled and smeared his shirt with dirt.

“Khushi, now you asked for it” he said quietly.

The tone warned her not to inch back, not to bother with reason and excuses, but to run. She sprang to her feet and managed to sprinting yards before he grabbed her around the waist and lifted her off her feet.

“You started it, who told you to moan“ she said holding onto his shirt for support.

“Uh-huh, I am obliged to finish what you started” he said.

“I’ll have your shirt cleaned” she said and felt the rain against her skin. Why was it raining? It was boiling hot. The rain increased, but Arnav drenched flipped her over in his arms, her world revolved “Oh Arnav, so strong and masterful…”and choked on her own words as she realized his intention.

“Arnav, this is not funny, its pouring...you can’t” she said desperately.

“You seriously think I can’t? After everything we have been through?” he said making his way to the pool, the one that he had saved her from so many times.

“I will make you pay...Watch what I do to you, I will...” but before she could finish her sentence he said “hold your breath” and jumped in.

She was screaming when she hit the water, swallowed and came up coughing on the water, “you fool” she said and nipping under the water, squeezed, on hearing his yelp she bee-lined it for the side.

“Fighting dirty Mrs. Arnav Singh Raizada?” he said eyes narrowed.

Gradually, as they continued to stare at each other, his eyes darkened, as he watched the water stream off her, her kameez glued to her like second skin, her dripping hair curled wildly, framing her face. She stood frozen, as he skimmed the water to her, reaching her, his hands skimmed from her hips all the way up.

“Arnav...” she choked “we can’t, it’s raining, its daylight”.

“I’m just going to kiss you” he whispered, his hands sliding up against her back, holding her against him as they floated in the water, “I’m just going to touch you and tease you a bit”.

“Oh” her head was already swimming when his teeth caught her lip and tugged sending surging emotions through her.

She wrapped herself around him, as his mouth grew hungrier; his hands tunneled in her hair as she answered with an impatient moan.

She tried to shift, her mind drowsy, she said “we can’t do this here”.

“Ssshhhh there is no one but us” he whispered he sank deeper into her, deeper into a world where air didn’t matter, light didn’t matter, where there was nothing but her and this churning need. He lifted her and took her out of the pool. He laid her down on the floor of the room and took her where there was only the two of them.

To be continued…

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looks like you all are having a killer time reading this. please remember you won't be seeing this on screen, though we do hope that we get some seriously passionate moments. woo hoo!!!!

Also, we think it important to say that the scenes above are written with the characters in mind not the actors, so if Barun and Sanaya ever read this, we mean no offence to you but are just killing our cravings for the characters.

We will see if we can update anymore, but due to time restraints it might be tough!

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