Interlude #3

To Rulama – this one goes to you. Congrats on connecting the dots and many many thank yous for the wonderful company. Now enjoy how it plays out!

Fifth Avenue, New York

She was trembling with excitement as she rushed from the elevators and down the hall. “Arnav!” Khushi called out as she stepped through the door.

In answer, she found herself slammed against the smooth mahogany, his mouth on hers.

That wicked tongue flicked against the seam of her lips, demanding entrance. She gave it to him, losing herself in the wet heat. This first taste of him after hours apart … delicious.

Pulling back with reluctance, she smiled up into his eyes. “I can’t wait to tell you about today!”


“But, you won’t believe what happened!”

Arnav stepped closer, pressing his arousal firmly against her, “Is it better than this?”

Her arms immediately circled his shoulder, rising on tip toe to kiss the sulk from his lips. “No. Nothing is better than this.”

He grunted with approval as she contoured her body into his bare chest, sliding a hand into her hair, holding her as he took what he needed.

“Arnav,” Khushi breathed as she felt the impatient tug of the zipper. “You ruined three dresses this week.”

“I’ll buy you more.”

Khushi had quickly discovered that dresses dominated the clothes he’d purchased. They varied in fabric, color, and style, but every single one included a zippered back. It had become an anticipated ritual between them for him to zip up her dress as they prepared for work, and more often than not, tearing if off her at first opportunity.

She laughed, dancing away from him. “Just give me a second.”

“You have five before I take over.”

She made the mistake of looking at him as she tried to wiggle out of the soft jersey. In less than half of the time he’d allowed, the dress pooled at her feet, a little worse for wear.

His eyes flared with appreciation as they traced over the satin red bra and the matching hiphuggers. If there was one color that Arnav Singh Raizada responded to visibly, it was the color red. She had been prolific with the passionate hue as she shopped for undergarment with the girls. What had Robbie said? Right, when a man had a fetish.

His hands made a greedy worship of her curves as he unclasped the bra, dropping it carelessly to meet the same fate as her dress. Another laugh bubbled in her throat as he lifted her, his feet carrying them with single-minded focus towards the bedroom.

“At this rate, you’ll be spending a fortune on dresses and lingerie, Mr. Raizada. What do you have to say to that?”

“That I’m expecting my money’s worth.” With that he pushed open the doors. Entering the bedroom he tossed her, yes tossed her, on the bed. Another woman may have voiced a complaint at this roughness from a lover, but Khushi welcomed it.

That they were tied together emotionally was something she cherished, but it was the intense physical intimacy they shared that made her feel every inch a woman. To be wanted as Arnav wanted her was a feeling beyond compare.

He took a moment to survey her paleness against the sheets. Then, pressing a knee into the mattress, he began his tender onslaught. His head bent to deliver crushing kisses spiked with erotic promise.

“Open for me,” Arnav demanded, his mouth leaving hers to explore the line of her jaw.

Khushi cried out as his knuckles stroked. He played until she arched up against him, offering herself for his possession. His hand glided along her arm before clasping her much smaller one. He laced their fingers as he joined their bodies, a single thrust that narrowed her world to only him. Where all that existed was the feel of silk sheets under her skin and all that mattered was the movements of his powerful body within her own. Skin to skin. Khushi and Arnav.

When he growled her name impatiently, she knew what he wanted. Her legs tightened around him while she softly chanted words of love against his throat.

Arnav’s control slipped as her free hand raked lightly down his back. She destroyed him. It was only right that he returned the favor. He rocked into her, closer and closer, until they were no longer two bodies, but halves of one. Moments later they found it together, arriving at the peak with twin shouts of pleasure.

In a boneless state of tangled limbs and a unique exhaustion that had nothing to do with fatigue and everything to do with getting one’s money’s worth, they held each other.

Khushi sighed with contentment. This was what he gave her. Every single night. They’d ticked off six blissful days together since she’d officially moved in. Coffee and a special ritual in the mornings, snatches of phone calls throughout the day whenever he could manage it, and nights that belonged only to them.

She hadn’t known how Arnav would react when HP Daniels, despite the threat of being permanently blacklisted, went and released all the ugliness he dug up in Lucknow. While salacious headlines had briefly dominated business news outlet and gossip pages, the entire Raizada family closed rank.

Devyani Raizada personally issued a single press release about welcoming Lavanya into the family. Meanwhile, Arnav and Aman had pointedly ignored the sly questionings during interviews and sent a slew of legal suits against Daniels for invasion of personal privacy. Their relentless response encouraged other journalists and their editors to drop the issue and pursue stories what weren’t potentially career damaging.

Her businessman was ruthless in protection of those in his care, but he had an unwavering adherence to truth. Once that was behind them, life had never been more beautiful. Even better she knew it was the same for Arnav.

He reached to pull the covers over them, giving her a lazy, satiated expression as he settled her back against him. “Now tell me how you put the old boys in their place at Gupta & Co. today.”

“Did NK tell you?”

“Aman. He enjoyed the show.”

“Arnav, I think I completely offended half the Board.”

“Good,” he replied, “They need shaking up.”

“That’s what NK said,” she giggled, then proceeded to tell him about the Board meeting.

Hours later, Arnav smiled to himself as Khushi’s body weight settled into his arms. It pleased him that even in an unconscious state she sought to get closer. Curving his arm around her waist, he focused on the steady cadence of her breathing until it lulled him to sleep.


Chelsea, New York

She blinked at the crystal decanter. Where had all the liquid gone? It had been full an hour ago. Now, a mere third of the amber remained.

She eyes shifted to the package that had arrived this evening. Anger stirred. That rotten bastard. He’d cleared out her office. No doubt to make room for his precious Khushi. Six years of her life had been packed neatly into a cardboard box, something you tossed unwanted things into before calling Salvation Army.

With an unsteady hand, she pulled out the executive name plate. For a moment the words swam before his eyes, gradually coming into focus as her fingers moved to trace the engraving.

Payal Gupta Matthews, CEO.

That’s right. She was Payal Gupta Matthews.

Wait… no… no. She wasn’t. Not anymore.

She was Payal Gupta again.

Payal. Gupta.

Her body jerked at the shrill ringing of the phone and her fingers lost its grip on the glass. It tumbled towards the porcelain floors, shattering upon contact.

Goddamn Trent. Why wouldn’t he leave her alone? She had spent the years of their marriage waiting for phone calls that never came. Now that they were divorced, he called every day; all because she had given in to a moment of weakness.

The contrition she’d seen in his eyes as he’d said it put her on edge. She could handle anything but not this … pity. His last words had gone around and around in her mind for days, they echoed in her ears as if just spoken.

You don’t hate Khushi, Payal. You hate Shashi Gupta.

You don’t hate Khushi, Payal. You hate Shashi Gupta.

Hate. Yes, she hated. But who did she hate?

Her attention went back to the decanter. She shuddered with distaste even as she reached for the cap. Trent would understand this wouldn’t he? After all, it was his favorite mode of coping. Strong and biting, the concentrated whiskey burned as it slid down her throat. She welcomed the feeling, the blessed seconds that took the edge off the cold that seems to be a permanent part of her.

The ringing of the phone reached a feverish pitch in her head.

“What the fuck do you want?” she snapped into the receiver.

There was a disapproving sniff before her mother’s voice flowed through. “Really, Payal, you shouldn’t answer the phone when you’re inebriated. What would people think?” Garima sighed. “Anyways, I’m calling to let you know I’ll be staying with friends tonight. Don’t go out in your state. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Something ruptured within Payal. Always it was ‘What would people think?’ What people? Why did it matter so fucking much what they thought? Why couldn’t this woman ask her, just once, what she thought? What she felt?

She would have screamed had she been able to draw enough breath. Instead, she removed the phone from her ear, placing it gently onto the counter. She focused on floor. Her feet took her there before the thought fully formed. Barefoot, she walked over the broken pieces of the name plate, until a spray of crimson colored the shards. Payal’s eyes followed the little rivets that ran from the multiple cuts piercing the soles of her feet.

Blood. Why did every fucking thing go back to that?

She ran out of the house, desperate for air, unmindful of the splattered footprints she left behind. At the threshold, her foot snagged, sending her careening down the icy steps.

Cold. It was so fucking cold.

A bolt of pain shot through her. Little red rivers seeped into the snow. From her feet? From her head? She wasn’t sure. What she did know was no one was coming. No one gave a damn. A sense of calm, a stillness she’d never felt stole over her. Payal closed her eyes and gave herself over to it.


Crown Heights, Brooklyn, New York

“What is it?” Robbie muttered sleepily.

“Go back to sleep, I’ll be back soon.”

“Handsome, if you think you can slip into my bed at ten and skip out at two in the morning, we’re going to have one of those conversations.”

“Babydoll, even if there was the desire for it, which to be clear there isn’t, you don’t leave me with enough energy for another woman.”

She snorted inelegantly, “Tell your mistress that he needs to read up on the definition of business hours.”

NK grinned at the thought of relaying the message to Arnav, until he recalled the reason he had to leave his woman’s bed. Knowing how prickly Robbie can get when she’s left in the dark, he quickly shared as he pulled on his clothes, “It’s Payal.”

Robbie jerked up in bed as sleep left her. “What about her?”

“We’ve been keeping an eye on her. My men just reported that they had to call an ambulance. She ran out of the house and slipped. Head injury.”

“Shit! Have you called, Arnav?”

“Just got off the phone with him.”

“I’m coming with you,” Robbie announced as she swung her legs to the side of the bed.

NK leaned down, caging her in place with his arms. His face dipped until they were nose to nose. “Robbie, I told you because I know how you feel about secrets. However, you’re not to move from this bed.”

His voice was firm, in fact, it flirted a bit with edgy. Robbie didn’t even try to curb her response.

“The hell I am not!” she flared, “Do you think Khushi is going to stay back at their place? However it is between her and Payal, Khushi never turns her back on family.”

“Payal’s undergoing surgery. Garima’s been notified. Things will be messy. I prefer to have one less person to worry about it.”

She ignored him. In a deft move that would have impressed him if he was in the mood to be charmed, she slipped under his arms. Moving to the closet she jerked out a pair of jeans. “With you if you’re reasonable, without if you decide to be bullheaded about this.”

She threw a look over her shoulders. “Noah.”

That was it. Just his name, but damned if it didn’t go straight to his dick. Fuck him, her stubbornness was infuriating, but it was one of the things he admired most about her.

NK emitted a long sigh to the ceiling. “Car. Two minutes.”

Knowing the importance of showing gratitude when claiming a victory against your man, Robbie moved to him, locking her fingers behind his neck. No words, just the pressing of her lips against his. It took a good ten seconds, but his arms went around her and squeezed.


“We’re here to see Payal Gupta.”

“Ms. Gupta is currently in ICU. Visiting is restricted to immediate family members only.”

“I’m her sister. Please tell me, how is she?”

Seeing the worry on the young woman’s face, the nurse softened. “They just took her out of surgery. She lost so much blood, we’ll need another transfusion. This time of year, our blood bank is low, especially for AB negative. But don’t you worry; we’ve already contacted local hospitals to see what they can send over.”

“May I make a directed blood donation?”

“Khushi,” Arnav said warningly from behind her.

“You’re a good sister sweetheart, but it’s not permitted for emergency cases. Every unit needs to be tested before it can be used for a blood transfusion. Now, you wait in the lounge with your young man and we’ll make sure we get what your Payal needs.”

Khushi nodded her thanks and followed Arnav to the rows of plastic chairs in the waiting room. Something about the conversation niggled at her. She took another step before stopping abruptly, the nurse’s words suddenly ringing loudly in her ear.

Blood. AB negative. The nurse had said Payal was AB negative.

It couldn’t be. Both her father and Garima were O positive.

A shock of realization ripped through Khushi.


Her eyes flickered open slowly and winced at the bright glare of light. For a moment they were unfocused, confused, before they came to rest on the two figures sleeping against each other at the foot of the bed. She must be hallucinating or this was some twisted version of hell. How else to explain the presence of Khushi and Robbie in her room?

Her gaze drifted from the unnerving sight to take in her surroundings, seeking an explanation to this strange awakening. Stark white walls and harsh fluorescent greeted her.

At the sound of the door knob turning she tried to twist her head. A throb of pain shot upward with a relentless fury that brought tears to her eyes. The awareness brought into focus other discomforts. There was a slight burning on her feet as they rubbed against some kind of gauze and her back held a dull ache that seems to extend to the rest of her body.

The door opened, effectively distracting her from the pain as she reeled from seeing Arnav walk through, accompanied by an older man garbed in a white lab coat.

“Good, you’re awake. Do you know where you are, Ms. Gupta?”

She ignored the kind eyes hovering above her. Instead she followed Arnav’s small trek to the end of the bed. He gave Robbie’s shoulder a light affectionate tap. When the blond head lifted from Khushi’s shoulder, he jerked his chin towards Payal. She became the focus of narrowed eyes, each holding their own set of warning.

The princess’s protectors, which meant she was the villain. Payal had the strange urge to laugh, until she saw the dark head bent towards Khushi. No lust, no passion, just a tender press of lips. Damn him.

She ripped her gaze away as Khushi stirred, focusing on the doctor.

“The hospital,” She croaked.

“Very good. You gave us a scare last night.”

Her hands went up to touch the bandage wrapped tightly around her head. “Hurts.”

He nodded in sympathy. With a polite “May I?” he moved in to check her pupil responses.

“We had to remove the blood clot; luckily you were brought in before it could cut off circulation to the brain. I’m sure your body is feeling the fall and you’ve got a hell of a bump back there. However, as long as you take it slow for the next few weeks, I’m optimistic on a full recovery. I’m going to prescribe something for the pain and we’ll keep monitor for another night. After that you’re free to go.” He nodded at the room in general, walking briskly out to see to the next patient.

“Payal, are you feeling alright?” Payal flinched from the sympathy, hating her current helplessness.

“Where’s Garima?”

Khushi’s eyes clouded. “We notified her, but…” she trailed off.

Payal’s lips twisted, even as another kind of pain draped itself over her bruised body.

Khushi stood up and shifted to the side of the bed, “You lost a lot of blood last night.”

Blood. It was always blood where things counted. It was then that she picked up on the inflection in Khushi’s voice. A tiny catch. She finally lifted her eyes and starred into the sea-green orbs she’d hated for over a decade. She knew. Somehow her secret was no longer hers alone. Humiliation speared Payal. Did they all know?

“Get out,” she hissed.

“Payal, please talk to me.”

“What is there to say? Just leave me alone.”

“Payal,” The soft sound of her name grated on already frayed nerves.

“Shut up! Shut up! Why can’t you leave me be? Why didn’t you just let me die?”

She saw Khushi’s body jolt, as if it’d just sustained a blow. Why? Why did she care? Beyond her shoulders she could see Arnav’s brows knit with anger, but it was Robbie’s darkening face that drew her attention.

“You selfish little bitch!” she snapped, “I have a lot of words for you. And I don’t give a rat’s ass that you’re going to hear them, flat on your back, on a hospital bed.”

“Robbie,” Khushi interjected.

Payal lifted her chin, “Say it. As long as all of you leave after, say it. Your words don’t mean anything to me.”

“You heard the doctor didn’t you? You were lucky to be brought in on time. Want to know how that little miracle happened? Because he,” her hand flew to indicate Arnav, “was concern about Khushi’s safety. Because NK acted fast, knowing what it would do to Khushi if something happened to you. And we all spent an uncomfortable night watching over a woman we don’t give a damn about, for Khushi.”

“I didn’t ask for it!” Payal threw back furiously, ignoring the raw scrapping against her throat as she raised her voice to match the other woman’s.

“Yeah you didn’t and you sure as hell don’t deserve it. Take a good look around you and note who’s here. So don’t you dare take that tone to the one person who does give a fuck!”


Khushi glanced at Arnav. His eyebrows arched in question. At her firm nod he grimaced, but he moved to take hold of a simmering Robbie. “Come, let’s get you some coffee.”

“We’ll be on the other side,” he called over his shoulders, a non-too subtle reminder to the remaining inhabitants in the room that the walls will have ears.

Payal squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, when she opened them again Khushi had stepped back to lean against the adjacent wall. Across the small distance they starred at each other.

“You know,” she said tonelessly.


“So you decided to be a noble idiot and offered your blood last night.” Not a question, but a statement.

A hesitation, then a quiet confirmation. “Yes.”

“What do you want from me?”

“The truth. Just the truth. You owe it to me.”

Truth. How foreign it sounded.

Khushi took a step closer. “Payal, please, talk to me. How can you not be…? I don’t understand.”

How long had she wanted to shed this burden? How much had she wished for someone to share it with? But no one asked. That’s the thing. No one ever asked. Except this woman.

“Garima’s infertile,” Payal said baldly.

Khushi tensed. While she had nursed the thought since last night, the shock of having her suspicion confirmed reverberated through her entire body.

“Can you imagine? The perfect Kishore heiress. Boarding school educated, raised from birth to be the indulged trophy wife of a wealthy executive. Unfortunately, the picture of perfection has a flaw. Her womb can’t produce the required heir.”

Khushi bit her lips at Payal’s sneering recital, yet she didn’t interrupt.

“The Kishores were careful to keep this from being public knowledge, and Shashi made an expensive purchase without knowing of the defect. Two years into their marriage he made it clear he wanted a child. So she faked it. She faked a pregnancy, and then faked an illness that took her to the opposite side of the country. There she used her family’s money to obtain the biggest fraud of all. A newly orphaned baby left on the steps of Maryvale mere days after birth.” Impassive eyes lifted to gage the effect of her declaration. Something strange moved within her as green eyes filled.

“Don’t you dare give me your pity.” The words trembled, then firmed as Payal refused to allow that weakness in herself.

Khushi swallowed the words of comfort she wanted to offer, but knowing they would be rebuffed, she asked the question she was afraid of the answer to, “Did Papa know?”

“He didn’t build an empire by being an idiot. He had her followed and when her lies were exposed, he left. She refused the petition for a divorce, so they lived out a year of separation. She left him to it, hoping that he will eventually cool down and be persuaded. Her parents had never denied her anything, why shouldn’t it be the same with her husband? But she’d misread the depths of his anger. When she finally lowered herself to go to him, there was a Laramie.”

Khushi fought the tears, for she knew what was coming.

“You guessed didn’t you? They made a deal. To the world he is still her husband and I his daughter. In exchange she would turn a blind eye to Laramie. It worked until a pregnancy rocked the arrangement.”

“Payal, when did… how did you find out?”

Payal winced as she was hurtled back to the night her world had come crashing down. She’d loved Shashi Gupta. Her father, her hero. If Garima was distant and cold, his warm adoration made up for it. She’s held it to her heart like a ray of sunshine, not knowing the difference between love and kindness.

“She told me. Right before you came to live with us. The bitch wanted to spread her misery.” Payal laughed. “She didn’t hate your mother for claiming Shashi’s heart, she just envied her ability to give birth. You and I are constant reminders of her failure.”

“Oh, Payal. Why didn’t you ever say anything?” At a loss, Khushi reached for her hand, but Payal quickly snatched it out of reach.

“Do you think I was proud of it? I wasn’t hers, but I didn’t care about that. That didn’t hurt, but it hurt that I wasn’t his. It hurt that he only tolerated me, so he could keep the family he really wanted.”

They watched each other, both pale and trembling. Khushi wondered if her heart would ever stop throbbing.

“Papa loved you,” she said quietly, but with fierce conviction.

“He gave me the scraps of affection. I was just too young and too stupid to recognize the difference.”

Khushi’s voice grew stronger, “How can you not see, Payal? He gave you everything he could. His warmth, his home, his… name.”

Several expressions chased over Payal’s face before it settled into bitterness. “Yes, his name. Does it bother you? I can tell you that it doesn’t carry much weight. I’m his legal heir, yet you’re the daughter of his heart. He gave me throwaway shares and named me the beneficiary to the house he hated living in, so much so he was rarely there before you came. And you? He wanted his beloved prodigy for you. He may have agreed to Garima’s demand to keep you from the company and Arnav, but he was simply waiting for you to turn eighteen. Your wedding gift would have been controlling shares of Gupta & Co.”

“How-” Khushi started.

“You were wrapped in your grief, then wrapped up in being the perfect daughter, you never heard the fights. The arguments barely concealed behind closed doors. Everything was for you, because you were his.” Payal’s face contorted, “Trent also gave me his name, but your virgin blood mattered more. So don’t you tell me it doesn’t matter, because it’s the only thing that does. ”

Her words were black and ugly, her tone soaked in venom. It was then that Khushi finally acknowledged to herself that the woman before her enjoyed her prison. She’d made it her religion, worshiping devoutly at its altar.

For the first time, anger flared in the pit of her stomach, but she tamped it down. Anger wouldn’t reach Payal, it would only give her a sense of justification.

“I have never thought of you as anything but my sister, even when you hurt me. I don’t love you, saying that I do would be a lie. But I wanted to. I wanted to love you, Payal. I wanted to support you. And I would have, had you given me the chance. You didn’t. You say blood is the only thing that matters and once I would have agreed.” Khushi wrapped her arms around her middle, “Luckily I discovered that isn’t true. I don’t share a drop of blood with the people just beyond these doors. Yet, they dropped everything to be here last night, and they did it for me. You see Payal, it’s not some strands of DNA that binds us, but the willingness to open your heart. You want to protect yourself by not allowing yourself to care for anyone? That’s fine, it’s your choice. To me that’s existing, not living.”

That got Payal’s attention, but before she could interrupt, Khushi rushed forward. The flow of words, so long bottled inside, refused to wait another second.

“If you’re going to decide to live a wasted life, I’m going to leave you to it. Before I do, I want to say thank you. Thank you for making me stronger. Thank you for teaching me how to protect my heart. And thank you finally for giving me this truth, even if your only intent is to spread that misery. You may not be his biologically, but if you allow yourself to look beyond blind hate, you’ll see that he claimed you. His name may mean nothing to you, but it is still a gift. Make of it what you will. You’re right. I do pity you. Because you have become the very woman you hate.”

It cost her to veil her eyes. It cost her to move to the doors and walk through them without looking back. Steeling herself, she did it. In the hall, it was to Robbie that she went to. Her arms flung over the comforting shoulders and held.

“You have a family, Khushi.” Robbie whispered.

“I know,” Khushi said, feeling heavy and aching with grief. Yet, something held the tears at bay. They clung to each other for a long time, reaffirming a bond borne of shared laughter and tears. When she finally looked up, her eyes met Arnav’s. The burn between her eyes increased, but her face remained dry.

Robbie gave her a fierce hug, before urging. “Go. Let him take care of you. NK and I will handle things here. And I promise I won’t strangle her.”

“Robbie.” Her name was said in thanks and appreciation.

When Arnav held out his arms, she ran into them. He was warm, real, beautiful.

“Take me home, Arnav.”


Fifth Avenue, New York

It was in the shower that the dam of tears broke loose.

It began as a trickle, escaping from the corners of flooded eyes. As the pressure persisted, control ruptured and she lost the fight. Helpless, Khushi buried her face against Arnav and gave into harsh, ugly sobs that wracked her small frame.

Arnav gathered her deeper within his arms, willfully determined to stand between her and pain. He stood with stoic silence that belied his own turmoil and rocked her gently. His hand moved up to her hair, stroking the wet strands as she clung tightly to him.

His chest muffled what the running water could not, providing a wall of privacy that safeguarded her vulnerable state. She cried until she was emptied, she cried until her bones grew hollowed from the outpour of all that was dark, messy, and hurtful.

Only then did he pull back, brushing a thumb lightly against her lashes before he turned off the water. What followed was an opus of movements that exposed their growing fluency in each other.

Stepping from the steam, she made no attempt to shield herself from him. Arnav in turn grabbed hold of the towel, tucking the extra fold securely against her breasts once he’d wrapped the Egyptian cotton around her. Uncaring of his own dripping bareness he followed her out.

He settled himself against the headboard as Khushi slipped out of the bedroom. She came back moments later, a tumbler in hand. Since she’d moved in, he rarely drank. Yet, tonight, Arnav took the glass from her with gratitude. Swirling the mix, he tossed it back before setting it carelessly on the nightstand.

The room was illuminated by a single wall lamp, leaving much of the large space in shadows. He searched for her within them, eyes darkening as she replaced the towel with a simple satin nightdress. It had become a personal challenge to find lingerie that matched her eyes. While he’d yet to find wholehearted satisfaction amongst the pricey boutiques, this one came damn close.

She finally came to the bed, close enough for him to read the bruised greens. Her hesitation made him impatient, momentarily forgetting his determination to give her only gentleness; his hands came out and pulled her over him.

His annoyance was quickly swallowed by satisfaction as he caught her small smile before she laid her head trustingly on his shoulders.

“Arnav, what did you think of my father?”

He heard her question, what more, he heard what she was really asking. What kind of man was Shashi Gupta?

Remaining married to a woman he clearly loathed, while loving another in guarded secret. He had the means of breaking free, yet he chose to live the lie. And what of the annual petition for divorce?

How to answer Khushi when he himself couldn’t make heads or tails of the matter?

He decided to answer her with yet another question. “Khushi, how you are with me, is it the same with anyone else?”

“What do you mean?”

“Your body, your secrets, would you share them with another man?”

“Of course not!”

He nearly smiled at her indignant tone. “And do you think I’m like this with other women?”

“No, but Arnav, where are you going with this?”

“This side of you belongs to me. Then, there’s the side you keep for Robbie, and yet another for casual acquaintances. We reserve different faces for difference people, some by choice, others by necessity. Do you understand?”

Khushi looked up at him, struck anew by how insightful he can be. People did have the tendency to show different sides of themselves to different people. It was not a lie, merely a small facet that together formed the whole. She mulled over this line of thought, and decided to accept the wisdom.

Whatever had governed her father’s actions, it had been taken with him to the grave. And perhaps it was better this way. Some truths were too painful under the unforgiving light, best to leave them cloaked and undisturbed.

“Yes. Although I do think I hate him, just a little.” She averted her gaze from his scrutiny, starring out toward the balcony, “His choices affected so many lives, Arnav.”

“Hate isn’t necessarily a bad thing, as long as it doesn’t consume you.” he replied candidly. “Now, explain to me your tears.”

Such an arrogant demand, did there exist another Arnav Singh Raizada who can utter them with ease? It was obvious from his insistent tone that he fully intended to get his explanation. Always quick to pick up on his tactics, she used a question to answer his.

“Does it make me selfish to feel such … relief that Payal isn’t my sister?”

“No. It makes you human.”

“You heard everything?”

At his nod, she ignored the emotional lump forming in her throat to continue. “I’ve spent years wondering if my mother was the kind of woman to break a home. It was such an ugly thought, Arnav. I was so ashamed, of her, of myself. I’ve reconciled myself to never knowing, but I’m so relieved. So relieved to know that she isn’t …that she isn’t like the woman … who hurt you.”

This surprised him. Enough so that he knifed up and flooded the room with lights by running an impatient hand across the switches.

“What the hell, Khushi. I thought we were over that. Haven’t we seen enough wreckage these last few weeks to let go of grudges that were never our burden to carry?”

Reaching up, she threaded her fingers through the lock of hair that had fallen over his pensive brow. “I know. Logically, I know it. But that is separate from how I felt. To have this knowledge makes a difference – to me. To know that I can be with you without guilt, without shame. I didn’t realize how desperately I needed it, until Payal gave it to me.”

Reeling, Arnav could only stare at her. It took a second, maybe two or three; then like lightening he flipped their position, staring intently down at the woman beneath him. She was completely certifiable and he’ll be damned if he ever allowed her out of the prison of his arms.

His mouth crashed down over hers. There was no curbing of strength, no restraint of movements. The need to physically respond to her emotional admission was simply too sharp.

So he used the oldest language to print his feelings onto her flesh. With his lips and hands, he gave her the poetry the businessman couldn’t articulate.

And it was within this moment of raw nakedness, of both body and soul, that Khushi felt life’s ultimate blessing. Him. Deep within her body, seeped into her marrow, he filled the broken cracks.

When she was whole, and utterly his, she announced it to him on a cry. “Arnav!”


Five weeks later

Montauk Yacht Club Resort & Marina, New York

Aman starred at his reflection in the full length mirror. Fuck. This was it. In less than two hours, he was going to be Aman Singh Raizada, comma, married man.

Down the hall, just six rooms away, was his bride to be, surrounded by their family and friends as she prepared for their wedding day and their wedding night. He couldn’t wait. As in the Ihaven’thadsexinawholefuckingyear kind of couldn’t wait. If they had gone with an American wedding, his balls could’ve served as her something blue. On that train of thought, Aman shifted in his trousers, but the one that followed gave him pause. What were a virgin’s expectations? And why the hell hadn’t it occur him to cross-examine Anjali on this critical matter?

Preoccupied with putting said examination on his to-do during their reception, he hardly noticed NK’s march into the room, a bulky paper shredder in hand.

“Jesus Aman, what the hell is the hold up?” NK demanded as he plopped it to the floor and himself onto the long couch.

“One’s wedding warrants more care than a board meeting!” Aman snapped.

“You’re in a fucking Brioni, what else do you need?”

“It’s a custom-fitted suit, and it needs…wait, what the hell is that doing here?” His eyes narrowed, “If Arnav brought fucking work to my wedding, I’m going to- ”

“Someone’s tense,” Arnav observed as he walked into the room, a faint smile lingering on his face.

Aman’s eyes tore to Arnav, but the sarcastic quip was abruptly swallowed as he noted just how pleased his brother looked. It was a look he wore well, and lately, often. No need to guess on the source of that particular happiness.

Aman turned his attention back to his reflection. The suit was perfect. “A man has a lot on his mind as he stands on the brink of holy frigging matrimony.”

Arnav exchanged a knowing glance with NK, “Not so cocksure today, brother?”

Oh you ass.

“Absolutely no dick jokes today! Otherwise, your ladies will be waking up to headlines of AR’s CEO’s special relationship with his PA.”

A gleam entered NK eyes and he shot back without hesitation, “He’s just asking to be cockblocked isn’t he?”

Aman glowered at him.

Arnav smirked, “Must be performance anxieties.”

“That’s it! Out!” Aman screeched. That’s right; he’s been reduced to this. Which shortsighted bastard introduced the idea of chastity anyway? Couldn’t he foresee the burden it would impose several centuries down the line?

“Sure? I didn’t come empty handed.” Making good of his word, Arnav tossed a legal sized package at Aman.

“What’s this?”

“An apology.”

Aman blinked. “Say again?”

“Just open it.”

As Aman broke the seal, NK gave a chin lift towards the unit he’d just plugged in, “Figured you’ll want to do the honors.”

For a moment he was dumbfounded as he pulled out a shelf of paper. Skimming the first few lines of fine print, his face cleared, then broke with hearty laughter. Grinning at Arnav, he took the prenup Anjali had signed months ago and gleefully fed it to the shredder.

After the last satisfying crackle, Aman moved towards the silver bar cart laden with a generous breakfast spread. Bypassing the dishes, he reached for three flutes. It was a moment to celebrate and hell he could use the drink. Distributing the glasses, he raised a toast, “To our better halves.”

Amused, Arnav held up his own, “To women who can arouse a man’s intellect as well as his loins.”*

“Let’s be real here,” NK declared, “to sweet fucking cherries.”

They touched rims with ringing clinks.


Montauk Harbor, New York

A clear-top marquee covered in swathes of ivory silk sat at the cusp of the harbor, silver chandeliers interspersed with thousands of fairy lights, and masses and masses of spring flowers. A perfect foil for the evocation of all that was holy matrimony, yet, it paled in comparison to the glowing groom as he spun his bride in circles under a canopy of stars. Occasionally he would pull her close, whispering things that brought forth a scandalized flush that only enhanced the picture they made.

Magic. Today, even a cynic would believe.

With the husky strains of Leonard Cohen’s “Dance Me to the End of Love,” pulsing through his ears, he looked down at the woman in his arms. In a floor skimming emerald sheath dress of cascading silk, she looked like a creature hewn of fairytales and moonlight. It was a good thing he was no prince, for he had no intention of letting her run off at the stroke of midnight.

He found himself drawing her closer for no reason other than to enjoy her scent. Even through his crisp tuxedo he could feel her heart beating in tandem with his own. Raising one hand to gently move her dark hair off her shoulders, he leaned down and placed a kiss on her shoulders. His dark gaze sharpened at her little gasp. Good.

It was the first time they danced together, but he could almost swear they’d done so before. Her body was so attuned to his; it wasn’t two bodies moving through the spins and dips, but one. He wondered if she realized the fluid movements mimicked a far more intimate dance between a man and woman.

Tonight, he had plans to engage her in that carnal union of bodies until dawn. At the moment, he was content to simply have her in his arms.

“Arnav? Am I dreaming?”

“Why do you ask?”

“How can this much happiness be possible?”

Her eyes shone up at him with such joy, it would not be an exaggeration to say she took his breath away. He touched his forehead to her and allowed his thoughts to drift over the day’s events.

It had not been a conventional wedding to say the least. Aman had eschewed a horse in favor of a speedboat. Why not he had reasoned, it’ll serve a dual purpose of being his getaway vehicle, to whisk his bride off to the Jalpari, tucked just beyond the harbor.

NK had done the honors, delivering the groom from the waters to the dock with understated flair. While the five minute trip had been punctured with lighthearted teasing, he knew it was something none of them would ever forget.

Today marked the end of an exclusive codependency they had relied upon for years. Another was joining their inner circle, and while it was a joyous event, there was a tinge of regret to know that things will never be the same again.

At the end of the pier, Aman welcomed his bride. She came adorned in centuries of tradition, passed from one woman to the next. Her body wrapped in Mulberry silk of crimson and gold, a diamond jewel nestled at the center of her forehead, both wrist were encased in rings of silver and red while earthy swirls of intricate henna ran from her lower arms to the tips of each finger.

They had come as themselves, both willing to meet halfway as they trothed their lives to each other. Anjali had refused to have bridal attendants, choosing instead to walk the winding aisle to the gold mandap hand in hand with the man who was going to make her his in the eyes of God, their friends and family, and the fine state of New York.

There were raised eyebrows and frowns on several guests at the deviations from tradition, but it was quickly suppressed when it became clear Devyani Raizada could care less. What was more sacred then a couple gracing a mandap with a blended look of adoration and trust?

Under a dusky evening sky bordering the idyllic Montauk Harbor, the Raizadas welcomed a new family member. With rare solemnness, Aman led Anjali around the sacred fire. Seven circles, seven blessings and seven lifetimes were secured.

Aman Singh Raizada became a husband.

Arnav Singh Raizada became a believer.


Montauk Yacht Club Resort & Marina, New York

“Just how much did you have to drink tonight?”

She giggled as she weaved down the hallway, humming the wedding march without a care to tune.

All the wedding guests were spending the night at the Yacht Club. They’d been given an adjourned room, and she’d found it hilarious when Anjali Jha had actually winked at her as she handed over the keycards. Aman was in for a surprise tonight!

A rug appeared out of nowhere and would have sent her tumbling had NK not caught her shoulders and pulled her back against his chest.

“Doll, how much did you drink tonight?”

“Mmmmm, just enough,” she replied smugly. “I want to have drunk sex with you.”

NK grinned. Fuck. She was drunk and sexy as hell. He was going to enjoy playing with her, especially with those four inch spiked heels that made her tanned legs look a mile long. But first.



He moved until he had her against the door, waiting for the impact of those blues to hit him, “What was ma’s other advice?”

She starred at him blankly, “What?”

“Months ago, you told me that ma gave you two bits of advice before you left Indiana. One was judging a man by the company he keeps. What’s the other?”

Robbie couldn’t identify the feeling that moved through her. It was oddly thrilling and deeply frightening at the same time. “You … remembered that?”


She swallowed, suddenly wishing she was thoroughly drunk. “Then, you’ll also remember I told you that ma’s advice has to be earned.”

“So tell me how to earn it.”

Straightforward, no bullshit. Totally real. Completely NK. She wanted to grab onto him and never let go. She also wanted to run down the hallway as fast as the damn heels would allow.

As if sensing her urge for flight, his arms moved up on either side, his eyes honing on her face. For a moment she closed them. NK had a way of seeing that others rarely took the time to see.

It was quickly masked, but he caught the fleeting look of panic on her face. He wasn’t there yet. Fuck him. He thought he was, but Robbie’s protective shell was much harder than he’d originally thought. Annoyed, but undeterred, NK swooped down and caught her lips. It was hot, it was heated and damn it to hell it had heart.

Pulling back he glared at her, but the angry words found a quick death as he caught the rare vulnerability she was so careful to hide.

What the hell am I gonna do with you Robbie Sinclair?

Robbie risked a glance at NK, sure she was about to be the recipient of another of his lessons. To her surprise, his eyes turned lazy.

“Okay, we’ll do it your way.”

She knew it…wait. What? Okay? That’s it?!

NK hid a grin as Robbie fumed. He wasn’t there yet, but he was damn fucking close. Besides, nothing he enjoyed more than a good challenge. Particularly since he’d already had a good taste of the reward.

“Unless you want an audience, better open that door behind you.”


“We’ll talk later. Now I’m going to have you in those heels on the opposite side of this door.”

She should be ashamed of the whimper of need that shot through her at the hot delivery of those words against her throat, but all she managed was a soft moan.

“I’m good with this side of the door too,” NK whispered, his tongue darting out with wicked intent, “so hurry.”

Robbie twisted desperately at the door knob, why didn’t the thing open? “Keycard,” she panted.

Biting off an oath, he let go of her long enough to swipe the keycard and shoved her inside. Seconds later the door slammed behind them and he was in her. She bucked against him, her hand tangling in his hair. They arched and rose against each other until orgasm ripped away all thoughts.

Much later, when he pulled the covers over them, she curled against him. “Noah,” she whispered. Just his name, but it was enough. For now.

As he held her in the dark he made his plans. Tomorrow he was calling his sisters. God help her then. With a grin, he spared a thought to Aman. There was nothing like finding your rest in the arms of the right woman. Good luck, mate.


The Jalpari, Montauk Harbor, New York

Aman glanced down at the swim trunks in his hand. What the fuck was he- ? Oh right. He was the brilliant idiot who suggested a dip in the pool, all because he suddenly felt like a teenage boy who’d never had a woman.

Karma must be female and this was her revenge for the sisterhood.

Why had it been so easy with other women? Simple, mindless pleasure. Easy. So easy he often couldn’t recall the faces of the women in his bed. Yes, he had a reputation of a man whore, but he was redeemed dammit!

Now he was in the goddamn bathroom on his wedding night, the woman waiting on the other side, and maybe he was terrified. Shit he was fucking terrified, not even an inch for maybe. Because the trust and love he’d seen in her eyes all day left no room for mistakes. It had to be perfect. For her.

Speaking of inches… Aman glanced down. It didn’t share his apprehensions, hell, the bastard was downright eager. He almost doubled over as if from one of those sessions with NK’s one-two combo to groin and gut. She was expecting to be made love to, not attacked by her groom.

No doubt she would share about her first time with Robbie and Khushi on one of their girl nights. The three had grown inseparable. Aman shuddered at the thought of being compared to his brother and best friend. Did women discuss length and girth? Shit that line of thought was not helping.

A light knock put a halt to his mental breakdown.

“Aman? Are you alright?”

Shouldn’t that be his line? “Be right out!”

Anjali moved back to the vanity chair she’d been sitting in and glanced at the mirror. She had changed into the white and gold bikini purchased weeks ago and it was all she could do not to fiddle with the strings.

She hadn’t known what to expect, but Aman disappearing into the bathroom as soon as they boarded The Jalpari hadn’t featured in any of her fantasies of thee night. And yes, to herself, she was willing to admit, she had been fantasizing. Of becoming Aman’s bride, his woman, his wife.

In the last year of dating, his kisses had often left her aching. She knew what it meant and that there was only one way of completely assuaging it. Tonight she was a woman of need. If only her groom would oblige!

She had a fair idea what was twirling in that legal brain. She wasn’t looking for perfection, just the final physical union of their love. Yet, how to communicate that to the man on the other side?

Again her eyes were drawn to the mirror. Robbie had declared the wispy straps would bring him to his knees. That required him actually seeing her in it! Taking a fortifying breath, she marched back to the bathroom.

“Aman Singh Raizada!”

“Anjali, just give me a- “

“If you don’t come out right this minute I’m leaving.”

Anjali allowed herself a tiny smile at the speed of which the door swung open.

“What?! You can’t leave!”

It was then that he got a look of what she was wearing. Or more accurately, what she wasn’t. Before him was a golden goddess in wedding white. The color was the only virginal thing about it. Her curved body was a stunning showcase of feminine beauty. And holy shit she was actually wearing a thong bikini.

Aman swallowed his tongue as their eyes met. Reality was suddenly reduced to this woman and this room and the fierce need to make her his.

There was open desire behind the purity of emotions that radiated from her. Aman saw it and reeled with the impact. What the hell had he been thinking? This was Anjali. His Anjali. It was their long awaited wedding night and he’d stupidly wasted nearly an hour of it.

He held out a hand. When she placed it trustingly in his, he led her to the bed. There he paused, running his fingers through her hair, unravelling the curls as he caressed the silky strands. Before she knew it, Anjali was looking up at her groom as her back met the sheets. Aman’s strong body settled between her legs, instinctively she opened up to him as they continued to maintain eye contact.

“Sorry about earlier. I just … well it’s been awhile and…. are you laughing?! Anjali Jha you do not laugh when a man is in bed with you. Ever!”

“Anjali Raizada,” she corrected softly.

“Anjali Raizada,” Aman echoed, then repeated on a breath, “Anjali Raizada. Fuck, finally.”


“What is it, baby?”

“Please shut up and make me your wife.”

“Not wife, Anjali, that’s for them. A legal title. But here? Between us? You’re my woman,” his eyes darkened to nearly black, “And I’ve been starving for you.”

Her breath hitched, “Then take me. I want to be yours.”

It was the last words she got out, for his lips descended and their bodies took over.

He was gentle, but greedy. She didn’t mind because she equally covetous of him. When she felt him enter her body that first time, there was a slight uncomfortable burn. The intrusive sensation was soon forgotten as he smoothed kisses over her throat and shoulders, murmuring his encouragement for her to meet his thrusts as he cradled her with care.

Her hands had felt useless initially, but they were quick to obey his commands of “touch me.” She did, letting all ten fingers slid over him, gliding over skin and muscle. Her exploration began with hesitancy, growing bolder as curiosity mounted and then with heady female knowledge as she drew out throaty moans.

That night he did give her perfection. The vibration of her name on his lips as he came apart in her arms, was the most magnificent sight she’d ever seen. She closed her eyes, memorizing the scents, the sounds, the sensations. Because Anjali knew, this moment, this complete wholeness of joining, would someday be the last memory she cherished before letting go of this lifetime.

“I love you, Aman.”

He looked down at her and grinned. “That’s a good thing sweetheart, seeing as you’re now irrevocably Anjali Raizada.”

Her hands came up to cup his face, “I love you, Mr. Raizada.”

Fuck, he loved this woman. He bent his head and kissed her. Softly, sweetly, a silent thank you for the gift of her.

“And I love you, Mrs. Raizada.”


So… watcha think?

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*adapted from Coming to America by Eddie Murphy

252 thoughts on “Interlude #3

  1. Payal has yielded or thrown out??? Either way she had to eat her humble pie… Will ASR forgive her for illtreating Khuhsi??? Nope even if Khushi does… Waiting to see how you unfold the truth and the ascent of the heiress….

  2. Too hot……I am going back to read the earlier updates to get back the continuity. Khushi will be vindicated by her knight….sigh….beauty is truth, truth beauty, that is all we know on earth and all we need to know, as the poet Keats once said in his immortal Ode on the Grecian Urn…..

    Hope the next update happens soonish, ladies. Waiting…



    1. Sry.. Pressed send in between :))
      Anyway i was saying that i feel soo happy that when arnav n khushi finally found something that made them feel alive, its better than even dreams..

  3. Ok. Short but sweeeeeeeeeet! I want this story to never end and simultaneously I want to have the happily ever after safely done so I can get a sigh of relief. With anything of exceptional beauty… I guess especially love… one is always worried about catching the evil eye. I feel there should be a Hai Re Nandkishore thrown in somewhere to ward the evil eye off these two. Did I make sense?

  4. Hi …. First of firsts … Thank u sooo much for sending me the invite to the blog … It was such a pleasant surprise last nite …. Had ur invite nt come in i was totally prepared to write a longer n even more emotional email …. Literally begging for the access…. The thought of not raeding the entire story ( specially if uve been a part of it frm the begining ) was simply not digestable . I’m sooo glad …. Thank u sooo much ….
    The last update was superb…. Hated payal n garima … But glad trent realised his follies ….
    Arshi moments as usual superb …. Specially the ones on the bridge …. Its beyond me how khushi can be so selfless … Adore her
    Oh n simply loved the girl bonding
    Would love to read a little more on our other two couples as well
    Comimg bak to the interlude …. Amazing … Dont know how u manage to make arnav n khushi soooo ahem ahem 😜😜
    Waiting for the rest

  5. short, hot… and teazing..!!!! how you girls enjoy playing with us….. refresh hell with such tantalizing bits…. its like heaven and hell mixed in one…..
    keep these bits coming girls… 🙂

  6. What away to start of the interlude gals… SIZZLING HOT.. I love it hehehehe:D

    Arnav and khusi finally move in together, so I can just imagine the sensual nights they share burning down the whole damn house together with d passion they share..:D

    Khusi finally get a chance to be apart of her father’s. Legacy. Shasi must be so proud to see his daughter where she belong….

    Things are finally looking up and falling into place all thanks to no other than ARNAV SIGH RIZADA!!!

    Nice update gal keep em coming #refreshhell

  7. Oh my…. these two simply put my laptop screen on fire. They are as insatiable for each other as I am for this story. I always knew that their moving in together was going to be explosive. Now their fights and making up is all going to be extremely delicious. So now that Khushi has taken charge of Gupta and Co., I shall wait to see how Payal has dealt with her options. Looking forward to this quick, full update of Interlude 3. Excited like always! 🙂

  8. these two are really made for each other….
    loved their passion and insatiable need for each other…
    short but a hawwwt part…
    eagerly waiting for more…

  9. That was just WOW !! Super hot and sizzling !! So glad that arnav and khushi have finally moved in and living the life that they both craved for with each other. They are just so made for each other … Totally love them !! The board meeting sounds very interesting wonder what khushi said to the board members ! Awesome writing, am head over heals in love with FWN !! ship13(IF)

  10. wow… she moved in already and spent five hot nights together… awesome..
    and khushi dealing with old boys at gupta n co… ha ha .. after all she has the influence of the great businessman …

  11. Well so the new Gupta heiress is on board taking on the reins……is she a female ASR in business?????awaiting to see that scene…..
    And there is no words on how this couple manage to set the sheets on fire every time… do burn our screens and third…;-)

  12. Well what do I say!!!! Bravo! You guys really know how to keep us hooked to the story and sweating for more!

  13. I am Hail. When I tried to login with my name it was not accepted. So I used hailstorm464

  14. Sizzling update!!
    They are finally happy and contend(at least for now).
    Payal agreed to sign off the shares in Khushi’s name?Surprising if she did it ..Is she planning something big?As much as I want to be happy for A and K ,I ca’t help feel scared for them till the time Payal is around.

    1. So I went to read Night#11 comments since you have said that Rulama has connected the that means Payal is not Shashi’s daughter!!
      Way to go Rulama..Never thought about that…

  15. First of all, a big thank you for giving me access.
    I must confess to having gone through quite an array of emotions, ranging from a what_the to puzzlement to I understand to feeling bereft at not being able to read your deliciously sassy and cleverly woven words ever again. This interlude being a case in point!
    Waiting to see how this confident, secure Khushi dealt with the fuddy duddies of the board 🙂

  16. I feel sorry for Payal and pity her too and I think Garima is mostly to blame for it. More than Shaahi though he had a part in it too. It’s the mother who really shapes a child. I don’t think anyone really cared for her other than Khushi and maybe that’s why she hates Khushi the most? Can’t wait to know what’s coming next!

  17. i got sympathy with payal….but with hatred you can not win love…love can be gained with love ..wonderful story

  18. I actually feel bad for Payal and I can’t help put the blame on Garima..,I know you have told me that Shashi had also a role in how Payal turned out to be.But then he is not there now na so I need someone alive to put the blame on for now.Even today Garima is out there with her friends when she knows that Payal is terribly affected.Actually does she even know that Payal actually needs her mother.
    Will this affect Khushi and make her feel guilty or maybe Payal might actually realize that Khushi is not to be blamed for anything?(I know I am keeping my hopes high)

  19. What the..!!! This is gonna be hell of a night , with hospital, and parties quick to combust, hazardous situation.. I tell you

  20. Garima…. Here is one who thinks that her life revolves around the society not her family…. Anyone can have a child and call themselves a parent… but a real parent is one who puts the child above their need…. but here the pleasure comes before the child! What a place to be in for Payal! What role models she got as parents! Looks as though Payal is a guest in Garima’s life who has stayed too long…

  21. Delicious is the most appropriate word for the start of this update! I’m enthralled by the ever ricocheting passion between our lovers. To be wanted in such a way! Lucky Khushi! 🙂

    Robbie’s sass is one of my favorite things about her. As happy as I am that Khushi found her soulmate, I’m equally delighted that this loyal friend has found her own Prince.

    They say there are two sides to every story and we see it clearly here. I’m glad to discover this vulnerable Payal. While it absolutely does not excuse her cruelty towards Khushi, I at least can finally comprehend her motive. What a terrible mother she has in Garima.

    Since Rulama has connected the dots, I’m going to take it one step further. Not only do I agree that Payal isn’t Shashi’s daughter, I don’t think she’s really Garima’s daughter either. There is a serious lack of maternal love in Garima. It is understandable towards a stepdaughter, but towards her own daughter as well? Something is in the waters ladies, and it’s definitely not blood!

    1. Pyre… It is possible for one parent with O and the other with A, B, AB to have an AB child due to gene mutations though it is rare… Impossible children then become possible… 😮 So Payal being Garima’s child is a possibility…

  22. Rulama….you are BRILLIANT!!! (and you think you aren’t a good enough writer yet!!!).

    Rushing off to a meeting that’s gonna take forever, so my thoughts on all 4 updates later coz as usual I have lots to say 😀

    S n K , I ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOU BOTH (for feeding my addiction. I am “overdosed” and giddy with joy.

  23. I never thought about Payal not being Gupta’s daughter. Kudos to Rulama. I thought Garima was like this only – not affectionate for her own daughter, towards her miseries. I thought she is the kind of woman who are more worried about the appearances than feelings. Or may be Payal is her own daughter – a reminder of her mistake or betrayal. May be that’s why she married Shashi all those years ago or her family got them married as a business decision to save the family name.
    Coming to the beginning of the interlude – it was hot & passionate like what we expect from Arnav Khushi together here. I’m so glad that they ahve moved in together. I’m sure the hotness will only increase, thawing the chillness of the freezing winters. 😉

  24. Honestly am feeling deeply sorry for Payal despair… all she needs is a little love, attention, and for someone to at least show that they care… and what i realize from other comments is that shasi ain’t payal’s father (how on earth did I missed those signs cho lol… hats off to you rulama).. can anything get worst from her end… I think she going to be devastated when she learns the truth .. sigh!

    Garima wouldnt even show some sympathy and a lil interest towards her daughter distressful state, she’s such a VAIN person all she cares about is what “Society” thinks.. such a selfish bitch she is…

    Thank God for arnav sense of humor that he got someone to followed Payal around …whew

    Robbie is such a sweet gal ehh.. such a loyal friend she is …always available to khusi side in both her good and hard times. Her friendship has no timelines and no boundaries, so. Mr. Noah has to suck it up and bring her alone hehehehehe…:D

    Keep em coming girl.
    Red eye mood tonight. Lol #refreshhell..

  25. Khusi is such a selfless person.. arnav thou lol… well I guess the cat is out the bag sigh…

    Keep em coming girls.. had plan red eye mood but guess this is it for tonight lol #refreshhell 😀

  26. Okay, how in the world do you do it? This goes for my fellow peanut gallerians. Rulama, Priya, Pyre ~ Serious kudos to you girls. I have been reading FWN from day one and have been able to decode nil, nada, nothing. Well, I am never opting out for clue finding careers for sure. 😜

    Now on to the Interlude so far, ladies, as you can already tell by now I suck at the guessing business hence I am still absorbing the Payal shock. However, I am thoroughly enjoying this journey, not only of the interlude itself but of the peanut gallery as well.

    I shall come back to comment yet again once the Interlude has been concluded.

    By the way, the first update has left such longing for the likes in the real world that I wish this completeness and peace was more of a norm than rarity. 💞

    1. Thank you so much, Huma. Though I am not sure if I am worthy of the accolade. Drawing logical deductions is so not my forte. Perceptive and insightful are the middle names of Pyre and Rulama!! I am just the humble doc complementing the genius that is my dear Holmes. 🙂

  27. Gosh! You girls really know the meaning of on the edge. What more can I say except that pl hurry up with the next update .

  28. Oh no! Can’t believe you ended it there! So more secrets within the Gupta finally then?! Can’t wait! Khushi really is a self less person. Offering her blood in a second after evrything Payal did to her. Robbie a true friend. Love her and NK. He definitely has his hands full with her! It’s a shame that Payal has no one to turn to. I actually feels sorry for her. All alone.

    Keep up the amazing work girls!

  29. my god payal may not be shashi’s daughter….khushi may be rightful heiress to shashi…will khushi tell arnav

  30. To be frank I was a bit disappointed that you stopped night #11 short of 4 updates!! But now after seeing interlude 3 , thank u so much s nk for additional 6 !!! I don’t mind many interludes before you start night 12 you know?

  31. Awesome update
    Well the last part was a cliffhanger
    So that means even Payal was not the real daughter of Shashi and Garima???
    Continue soon!!!😉

  32. Omg!!! I am actually feeling sorry for payal, it’s gonna be a shock for her. It seems the one person she thought on her side was the one she would have to hate. This is on totally different level … Poor girl, ….

  33. Ok you had me …so Payal is not Sashi Guptas daughter..she is not the real Gupta heiress…this will be a real blow to her .Who shall she hate more now herself her mom..coz her father did treat her well considering the fact that she was not his child.
    No wonder garima was silent about Sashi’s love affair coz she did cheat on him…i wonder who Payals father is????
    You leave us hanging….hopefully not long… 😉

  34. Ok now after reading the comments and the latest update…The big question who are Payal’s real parents?

    1. I am getting bizarre ideas now..can Payal be Khusi’s twin?But then are they of the same age?I cant seem to remember that.And Garima all this while knew about it and was trying the separate the sisters but then why would Shashi allow all this to happen maybe even he did not have an idea about it.
      My thoughts are going in a filmy style…

  35. What a twist. Payal is not Shashi’s daughter, is she daughter of Garima from previous relationship. Waiting for fireworks between Garima and Payal. Is the bullet meant for Garima or Khushi by Payal. Waiting for more Gupta family secrets to be revealed

  36. super duper interlude…..feel really bad for payal,i guess its all on her upbringing the way she turned out,may be because of garima…she is giving too much importance than her daughter happiness….hoping this accident gives payal to realize what she is and who she is????

    love robbie she is a true friend…correct patner for nk….

    and last but not lease…what steamy and hot night between arnav and kushi…love it…:))))))
    thanks for the update…

  37. Girls great update! First we have coming home to Arnav, well yes, I dont need to say but hot. Then you bring in NK and Robbie, boy i love Robbie has Khushis back through thick and thin and knows how she will react. I take it Arnav was keeping an eye on Payal in case she did something stupid to harm Khushi, but thankfully they were there when she fell . I’d like to say she deserves to be alone, but the reality is that everyone wants to be loved, she used Trent to get some sad satisfaction of hurting Khushi, but that backfired when he actually fell for khushi. Unfortunately for her he couldnt get over it, but married her anyway for what money, yet he calls her up to check on her.. maybe a reconcilliation.. no one rlse wants her? . So Shashi isnt her father, let me guess spoilt little rich girl gets pregnant and her father decides its the best thing to have a quick wedding, with his associates son, to spare the societies comments. Maybe Shashi was in a relationship with Khushi mum before the wedding? But Garima hasnt been alone all this time. Payal obviously got her mean streak from Garima, and will not be happy when she finds out she isnt even a Gupta. Does Arnav know this? Looking forward to the next updates! Legt us on a cliffhanger!

  38. Alright… you didn’t let her jump off a cliff, but stairs are good enough. Surprise, surprise! Payal does not share the same blood group as Shashi and Garima.
    Definitely, Khushi will be needing Robbie now.

  39. Do I detect a tad of insecurity in our boy? He needs to know that he features first in her life, over and above her excitement of her accomplishment during the board meeting? He needed to hear it said : that nothing is better that the sizzling chemistry they share?

    Or did he just get a hard-on hearing of her victory over the board members of Gupta and Co? A bit of both?

    Whatever the case maybe, what followed was both sizzling hot and sweet. Both Arnav and Khushi have come a long way.

    He from being a non-committal lover who was only interested in one-night stands and short term affairs to not only keeping Khushi close to his heart but investing in her success. Khushi from not even being able to be intimate with any man post her disastrous night with Trent to falling asleep in Arnav’s arms every night. How fab is that?

    Payal downed 2/3 of a decanter in an hour drowning her sorrows (more like anger in her case). Nevertheless I pity her. Her entire inheritance, what she thinks she deserves all neatly packed and tossed at her in a box like it’s mere trash. That’s got to burn!!!

    Very symbolic that the name plate shattered coz she is neither Payal Gupta Matthews nor CEO any longer.

    Again, kudos to Trent for calling her everyday, even it’s only in sympathy. Again it goes to show that he does redeeming features after all.

    Garima is a real piece of work isn’t she? That unlined flawless face, disapproving sniff and that royal decree of “Don’t go out in your …state”,” what would PEOPLE think?” “ you shouldn’t answer the phone when you’re inebriated” (INEBRIATED!!! )

    Somebody please yank out that stick that’s up her rear end!!!!!

    Regardless of the kind of person Payal is, Garima is her MOTHER. The one person all kids can turn to and expect a shoulder to cry on despite what blunders they have make of their lives. I seriously pity Payal. No wonder she is so messed up.

    Robbie is a true friend indeed. Loved that girl from the beginning and only find more and more reasons to love her.

    …and finally the truth is out. Payal is definitely not Shashi’s daughter which means Garima is the world’s greatest BITCH because she would have known this even if Laramie and Khushi (and possibly Shashi himself) didn’t know.

    Either Garima wed Shashi for Payal’s legitimacy or she committed adultery.

    In the first instance, Garima stole an inheritance that SHE knew belonged to Khushi. If it’s the 2nd case, she had no business making an issue of Shashi’s adulterous affair when she herself had not been faithful.

    Argggghhh I want to choke this woman to death!!

    1. Shall we plan a get together and figure out opportune time and weapons? I hardly think of myself as bloodthirsty, but Garima has surely awaken a darker side.

      Also, I have come to enjoy your readings of Arnav so much sheelashanu! There is so much vulnerability in such a confident man, yet it only makes him – in the words of our writers – … delicious! 🙂

      1. I am pretty laid back when people do something to hurt me. I take it that there is a lesson to be learnt, kismet, karma, whatever you want to call it. I just walk away without retaliation and believe that the universe will take care of these people eventually.

        BUT when it comes to Garima, my blood just BOILS. What a spiteful, cunning and cold-hearted bitch. I would love a get together where we can plan her murder. Luckily for us she is a fictional character so we won’t face capital punishment 😀 😀 :D.

        In fact I have a feeling our fellow peanut gallerians will applaud us should we succeed 😀

  40. Wow at last khushi proved that she is shashi’s daughter .. She give back to payal what she deserved …. Let’s hope payal mend her ways and make peace with khushi…

  41. Wow! Can I just say that was a mind blowing part !! Despite knowing that Payal was neither Shashi’s nor Garima’s thanks to the awesome people who connected the dots and made the right predictions ( rulama and pyreoftomes) it was really dramatic reading it! All I can say again is WOW!!! What brilliant writers you two are! I was reading it but it felt like I was watching an intense live drama. Thank you and once again wow!!!

  42. Payal definitely does not feature in my good books but I am still trying to not judge her, especially given the appalling circumstances she was exposed to as a child. I mean, do I have the right to criticize or appraise her actions unless I find myself in her shoes?
    But one aspect I know for certain, is that life has a tendency to be nasty. Strength lies in moving past the despondency and hatred. Refusing to give up even when you fall. Finding happiness and holding on to it. Life was a bitch to both, Payal and Khushi. Whilst Khushi rose from the ashes, becoming the virtuous, admirable soul she is today, Payal held on to the agony and directed her animosity toward the innocent Khushi. So however tormenting her past, I just can’t overlook the fact that she hurt Khushi in the most brutal manner. I hope, at least now she realises that life is too short for bearing grudges for such a long time.

    Love your intricate story-telling, S & K. One dialogue I am looking forward to is the Shyam-Anjali discourse.
    Yeah and one more thing. A friend of mine celebrated his birthday yesterday and I realised you girls dedicate your updates to your readers. You even gave me a priceless gift on my birthday. We have gone past half of 2015. Just wanted to send you belated wishes if you have already celebrated your respective special days this year, or wish you both a very Happy Birthday if your birthdays fall in the coming months of 2015. Wishing lots of luv, happiness and success for both of you. <3.

    1. lol we try not to draw attention to our age. It’ll only reveal our immaturity 😛
      But thank you for these good wishes Priya. Your thoughtfulness never cease to amaze. If nothing else, this journey was damn worthwhile because we got the chance to know you. 🙂

  43. What a twist never thought Garima adopted Payal. Best dialogues of part 5 ‘I don’t share a drop of blood with the people just beyond these doors. Yet, they dropped everything to be here last night, and they did it for me. You see Payal, it’s not some strands of DNA that binds us, but the willingness to open your heart’ -Very emotional and very very true. Loved it , loved it. Awaiting for more.

  44. Wow!!!! I must say this is some eff up shit…

    Robbie thou lol Tru friend indeed..

    Khusi is so benevolent, charitable, self-sacrificing, compassionate, merciful, tenderhearted, giving, and so on. She’s so generous to a fault that she rather bare sadness and pain to make others happy even when they clear don’t deserve it sigh… Because the way Payal treated her but yet she at her side clearly shows khusi has a heart of a gem (honestly I couldn’t have done it) and even now Payal behaving like a bitch yet she’s still there ….

    Garima is such a worthless selfish narcissistic bitch, she didnt even show up at the hospital good gosh man smh.. it’s really sad, now we truly see why Payal is the way she is.. she poison payal’s mind at a young age( I would love to be given the honor to strangle garima) UFFFF!! She has no sympathy, no love, nothing whatsoever towards Payal at all… sigh

    So Payal knew all along that she was adopted thank God she knew because that would be to much on her plate to handle… even thou she “Hates” khusi am really glad she open up to her and told her every thing … I like what khusi said to her “If you’re going to decide to live a wasted life, I’m going to leave you to it. Before I do, I want to say thank you. Thank you for making me stronger. Thank you for teaching me how to protect my heart. And thank you finally for giving me this truth, even if your only intent is to spread that misery. You may not be his biologically, but if you allow yourself to look beyond blind hate, you’ll see that he claimed you. His name may mean nothing to you, but it is still a gift. Make of it what you will. You’re right. I do pity you. Because you have become the very woman you hate.” well said and done…

    Payal needs to let go and try to live a normal life and make herself happy.. don’t see any other way to put it..

    Lovely update gals keep em coming

  45. Garima adopted her!!!..She was miserable and made everyone’s life miserable.She never even bothered to meet Payal at the hospital…What kind of a woman is she ?
    I love Robbie ..she has ,is and will be the perfect sister for Khushi…

  46. Khushi is right. Payal has become the woman she hated, i.e. Garima. I wish she could see the truth which she has been refusing to accept since long and give up on this useless hatred she has cultivated for Khushi. Instead of forming a strong sibling bond with Khushi, Payal wasted so many years hating her and for what – that Shashi loved her more because she was his own blood? How can Payal ignore the love Shashi gave her? I wish she had talked about it with Shashi but now that’s not possible.

  47. ohhh….so payal is not the biological child of garima and shashi…very interesting turn of events….
    now m more proud of khushi….after facing so much difficulties in her life, she still has all the goodness in her…
    poor payal….her life is so miserable…
    eagerly waiting for more….

  48. Beautiful updates !! Thanks a ton sweet hearts for making me a part of this beautiful journey….didn’t want to miss reading even a bit ..such brilliant , beautiful n attractive this arnav khushi story is …
    M just loving this inside out beautiful khushi..Is she an angel from heaven? ? Such selfless , kind hearted , pure , ever loving soul…is so rare to find !!
    Payals truth was unexpected …though want to hate her but just like khushi pity her more .. .she is all alone today only because of the hatred she has filled herself from. .how this beautiful angel would have changed her life , if only she would have reached for her too..
    Definitely true more than the blood ties it’s the ties of heart that are strong and supportive !!
    Glad khushi has such beautiful relations that define more than a family..

  49. Well gals, this was definitely a bouncer. Though I did suspect that payal was not shashi’s daughter. I thought she was a result of garima’s affair. But this was definitely unexpected. Waiting for the next update.chow Hail.

  50. well Payal is her own prisoner until she decides to break out of it…she does have ones who care if she allowed….and i did guess wrong …garima did cheat but at a different level…. i do feel pity for Payal…

  51. Awesome dr like khushi have reply payal for her ego
    that means khushi is the real heiress
    hate garima for doing this to payal and khushi

  52. I’m riding high on following the right trail of clues! Thinking back, you left us with quite a few hints about Payal’s obsession with blood. Originally I thought it was a superiority complex, as she was the legitimate daughter of the house. The minute Rulama said otherwise, I just knew Payal had to be adopted. A nice switch up from the IPK dynamics guys.

    I loved this part to pieces, but my favorite moments were the little nuances you added and how well you juxtaposed Robbie. The two best friends sleeping against each other, the growing connection between Arnav and Robbie, and that little silent exchange between Arshi… how it tugs at the heartstrings!

    Garima takes the cake doesn’t she? To lie to your husband, to poison a young child’s mind, followed by years of cold neglect, all to maintain a false image in the eyes of society. There’s a special place in the palace of eternal flames for her!

    I’m so proud of Khushi. Although, Robbie and Arnav deserves some credit here, and of course, the long gone Laramie. She’s finally closed this dark chapter in her life, and she did it with class. While Payal was justified in her grievance, she has no grounds now after the choices she’d made. Nothing can excuse her senseless cruelty towards Khushi. I feel for the child, but the woman is in need of some life lessons. Unfortunately for her, she will be facing them all alone.

  53. I am actually dying to read the next part after the last one. I am so looking forward to the rest of the parts. Thank you for writing such a brilliant story for us 🙂

  54. whats wrong with u…. cudnt u finish the payal story at a strech… how much we hated her and esp last part was full of hatred towards sashi gupta…. now i have to go back and edit all my curses towards him:-)]
    even now i feel he is partly responsible for payals state,,, its clear that he didnt love her enough… being so smart he shud have understood what is going thru her brain…
    But glad they saved Payal at the right time… ,, she deserves to have a lovely life… thanks to Arnav… Love Robbie for showing payal the truth without even bothering tht the person is in hospital..big hug to her.. no wonder if robbie n payal become buddies just like robbie n arnav(u nvr know:-))
    Now another doubt… does Arnav already know abt payals birth secret?? is tht why he never hated sashi?

  55. Even in the throes of pain Payal can damn Arnav for loving Khushi !!! God bless her.

    Where is the gratitude for the people who did stick around?? Garima has always been indifferent and cold so why bother looking for her?

    Looks like Payal is forever focused on what’s wrong instead of being grateful for all the things that are right in her life. She could have been grateful for being adopted no matter what the circumstances. It stopped her from growing up in an orphanage. She was given a surname, an education, shares etc. She had a father who was by all accounts kind and loving. He gave both Khushi and her equal shares despite knowing Payal and he shared no blood whatsoever. In fact Payal was treated as the Gupta heiress whereas Khushi was kept hidden when it should have been the other way around.

    I am so glad Robbie gave Payal a piece of her mind. She totally deserved it even if her reaction was a result of realising Khushi knows about her “humiliating” secret. (personally I don’t understand why being adopted is “humiliating” although in Payal’s case the reason for her adoption plays a part in her perception)

    Shashi could have used Garima’s deception alone as his weapon to obtain a divorce from her with a bargain to legitimize Payal. Instead of that he strikes a dumb-ass deal with Garima to continue with this farce of a marriage!!!! What was the need for him to give in to all of Garima’s demands??? I think he was an idiot. I am amazed he amassed a fortune.

    Payal is so obsessed with “blood” she doesn’t realise bonds are forged from more than just shared genes and DNA. True friends are the “family” we choose for ourselves. I am so glad Khushi told Payal some home truths.

    Ironic isn’t it that Payal has indeed become a carbon copy of Garima.

    I absolutely loved the scene between Khushi and Robbie and again between Khushi and Arnav. It was short but had so much depth to it. The love and comfort shared was so palpable.

  56. –I felt like I was in an alternate universe for a moment because I find myself with a seed of, wait for it… sympathy for Payal??? Of course, that went away it became clear that she enjoys her prison of hatred. While Payal is definitely a victim of Garima’s conniving and twisted upbringing, she chose to continue the cycle of hatred, and, unfortunately, will never truly accept the wrongness of her choices. Which makes it impossible for me to feel bad for her, because yeah Garima was awful, but Shashi, despite his flaws, was a good father. The bitterness and resentment that Payal has built up is of her own choice. I’m glad we got more background on Shashi & Laramie’s story! From the snippets we’ve gotten about Laramie, I couldn’t figure out how she would get involved with a married man, and half of a life for him… But of course, the crowning moment was Khushi’s takedown of Payal! It was everything I expected, and more! I love how this Khushi has some of the same naiveté as IPK Khushi, but she also understands and accepts that there comes a point where people need to be cut off.
    –Moving on to the rest of the update–love the snippets of Arshi and NK/Robbie (how do they not have ship name yet???) Can’t wait for the next part, and some bromancing!!! 🙂
    –P.S. idk if I’ve already asked this, (if I have, sorry!) but I was just wondering what the thought process was behind making Aman Arnav’s bro instead of Akash? Not complaining, they completely butchered Akash’s character on the show, I was just curious!

    1. Hey you!
      I couldn’t stand the Akash that just stood by and allow his family to heap abuse on his wife and Khushi. The man behind the cockblocking calls however… he speaks to us! 😀

      1. Haha nice! I had a feeling that was the reason, but I still had to ask, just to appease my curiosity 🙂 I totally agree, Akash was such a disappointing character! I definitely like the sibling dynamics you guys have created between Arnav & Aman! Aman has actually turned into one of my favorite characters, he’s unyieldingly supportive of the people he cares about, but isn’t afraid to call them out (cough cough Arnav), which is definitely what the original IPK sibs should have done! Can’t wait for the next night! Even though that means it’s almost over 🙁

  57. Aarghhh!! I am so pissed with the entire older generation of this story. Their insecurities, their incompetencies, their decisions or lack of former… has impacted the lives of their children. From Khushi, Payal to Arnav, Aman, Lavanya to Shyam… Each one is struggling to pick up the pieces of their innocent lives and try to be better human beings than their parents. Some succeed and some fail.

    I have no sympathy for Payal… only pity. Life is unfair to all, in various forms and facets. What makes you… is your decisions, your choices and your heart. Even with her damaged physical and emotional body, if all that she can be… is jealous of Arnav’s care towards Khushi, Robbie’s friendship towards Khushi and feel only venom towards the only person, who cares a damn!! Then god bless her!! May she find happiness and peace in her own hell!

    I love the parts where you girls write NK and Robbie. They are different and so is their relationship. Their conversations are extremely entertaining. I love these two for the love and strong emotions they have towards Arnav and Khushi. Especially Robbie… I wish I was like her. Strong, bold and upfront. Loved how she gave Payal a piece of her mind, without any sympathy and bias… Robbie’s words are the most truthful and they remain with me for a long time…

    I love how you intersperse these intense updates with the tiniest of feather-light moments. Like the one describing Khushi and Robbie sleeping besides each other. Its just one sentence… yet it is essence of this story. Even the light kiss Arnav gives Khushi and Payal’s reaction to it… this scene is so natural and makes me fall in love with this story again and again. Yeh kya kar diya, S & K tumne mere saath!! 😛

    P.S.: Bravo to those who guessed Payal was adopted… Sigh! I am so pathetic at decoding these things and I just simply enjoy the story as it comes. For me this part was a shocker… blood… that plays a huge part in this society… can never be bigger than kindness, love and compassion. True relationships can only be bound by love… not blood. I hope Payal and Garima, both realize it someday. Waiting for the next part girls… bring it on soon!

    1. Perfectly said mints! It is indeed a matter of choice – to embrace life or shun it, to open our heart or shut it tight. What some of us don’t realize that each decision comes attached with a price tag.

      It is such little moments that seeps into our being and make life worth living yeah?

      I must tell you how much I adore your commentary on NK and Robbie, particularly our golden gal. As she is completely the figment of our imagination, there was always a fear of how she would be received here, but oh I’m sent straight to writer’s paradise when I read your response to her. For that – MUAK!

  58. Oh so payal is not their biological daughter n shasi knew it,she is so ungrateful as being not his child he gave her his name n also all luxuries but khuai is right she is just like garima the ungrateful bitch, it’s not necessary that if you are blood related you will care rather its the bond that khusi shares with robbie n are like true sisters.

  59. Bitterness and resentment hurt only one person…. Its not the person we resent but its ourselves… Payal but overturning Khushi’s overtures is choosing to stay trapped in a jail cell of bitterness, serving time for somebody else’s crime! She is choosing to hold on to disappointments which has allowed bitterness and jealousy to spread their tentacles depriving her own mind of peace and happiness… Khushi does not hate Payal as she knows though all acts of Payal was due to jealousy she needs to give her time, space and the respect she deserves… For Payal with her acts and bouts of jealousy, has acknowledged that Khushi is better than her… since she had no life in real sense she derived her pleasures from Khushi’s life with high wired dramas…. She is not the one to count her blessings but Robbie is not going to let her go scot free… Love NK and Robbie… Both are dedicated to friends…

  60. And we finally get Payal’s complete story! You have done such a marvelous job in her character portrayal. She fails to see how Shashi and Khushi have accepted her as their own. I think it’s partly because of Garima, who would have reinforced it into her young mind that she’s not Shashi’s. I think part of Garima’s bitterness comes from Shashi’s acceptance of Payal. Garima’s blatant indifference to Payal, seems to suggest that she herself never accepted her as a daughter. If only she had looked beyond the bond of blood…
    But. You guys just nailed it with the choice of words and the emotions. 😀

  61. And so we finally reach the crux of all their lives, the one thing it boils down to. The reason behind their actions and sufferings and hate and prejudices- Blood, blood, blood. DNA. Fucking Genetics. I am sure Mendel would be so proud of you gals 😛

    Payal is one tortured, miserable soul but she brought on all that misery herself. Life dealt some nasty cards to both but whereas Khushi chose to rise from the ashes of her tattered life like a phoenix, Payal chose to wallow in her self-pity and hatred. I blame the upbringing- or lack of thereof- in Payal’s case. Family, especially mother, plays a crucial role on the psyche of a child, and we all know just how warm, loving and caring a mother Garima is. But that doesn’t excuse her unjustified atrocities and resentment towards Khushi. Nothing does. So it’s only fair that she pretty much ruined her life in a bid to ruin Khushi’s.

    Khushi’s kindness and generosity of spirit amazes me. To care for a person who made it her life’s sole mission to make her suffer- that it is our heroine. You would’t expect any different from her. But doesn’t the unfairness and injustice of this all anger her? To be forced to remain like a dirty secret, unacknowledged and unaccepted, to have the stigma of illegitimacy attached to her, to suffer such cruelties and to be robbed off of her legacy- for what? It only stokes the anger towards Garima. I wonder when her day of reckoning will arrive and she would pay for her fraud, lies and deception.

    I absolutely loved how Robbie didn’t mince words and told Payal exactly what she thinks of her. Her directness, sass and loyalty comes as a welcome change in a world where people are duplicitous, sly and manipulative and family backstabs family. The love and warmth that Robbie and Khushi share is as heartening as it is rare. But the burgeoning relationship between Arnav and Robbie is what takes the cake. They have a soft spot for each other that is all their own and not because of their mutual love and affection for Khushi. Her protectors, they are, indeed. True and loyal.

    After all that gloom and bleakness I can’t wait for the sun to shine. Give us the next part already!

    1. I’m with S. It’s always lovely to see you in the peanut gallery eternalallure!

      Ha! Well… the ‘Father of Genetics’ was always firm in the belief that the world will recognize his life’s work. 😀

      Khushi is someone I initially struggled with. There are moments I wonder if we’ve made her too good to be true, but then I remind myself that such generous souls do exist. To forgive is a choice. Just as to hate is a choice. For Payal and Khushi, it isn’t a case of saint or sinner, but simply the result of a series of decisions.

      I hope you have a Robbie in your life, every girl needs such a friend!

      As for Garima…. well… let’s just say she picked on the wrong princess 😉

  62. Ok now I can sleep in peace :). What another incredibly beautiful part. You gave us so much without saying too much. Isn’t the human mind such a complex thing? I hope now Khushi can lay it all to rest and enjoy her future without guilt, without baggage and without carrying around the past. Thank you 🙂 Now I’m ready to have some fun 🙂
    PS: I was this close to offering to write your paper for you 🙂 just so we can get the next part. But I’m glad and so should you be that it didn’t come to that 🙂

    1. shyamidutt – Never offer such an offer, S would totally take you up on it! 😀
      I also wanted to thank you, for dropping by everyday and leaving us with these little notes. It never fails to bring a smile when I see a notification pop-up in my email from you. ^^

  63. Gals….
    Though I am busy right now… I couldn’t resist peeping in… And I was rewarded for doing so…
    I have a query… and it is how do you manage to write the romance too with such finesse… You are not really explicit yet we feel the erotic nuances that are implied… Hats off to your style of writing and guess what? *whisper*… I have fallen in love with your style of writing… 😉

  64. At last khushi is guilt free… And now she should concentrate solely on her life with arnav …. If grima is guilty than shashi is same and what I can say about payal is just get lost as I can not use “f” word even in writing … If payal could not understand khushi ‘s plight being herself an orphan who else could .. So khushi just enjoy your life

  65. Here it goes

    The shower scene was emotional yet sexy at the same time..

    Am glad the day khusi got arnav into her life.. They are so compatible and inseparable … They just mould right into each other arms .. Arnav is someone that she can always confide in, open up to, rely on. He supports her when she fall. He holds her together no matter what.
    You can say Arnav is Khusi’s “ROCK” he’s just every khusi needed.. he’s just awesome, love him:D

    I love what arnav said to khusi when she ask what he think about her father “This side of you belongs to me. Then, there’s the side you keep for Robbie, and yet another for casual acquaintances. We reserve different faces for difference people, some by choice, others by necessity. Do you understand?”
    Which is so true… this comes to show how great of a writer you gals are.. you bout just have away of putting words together …brilliant I tell you man just love it
    … and the ending scene not at all raw but the way you gals put it together one can actually visualize what’s happening between the two lovers.

    Awesome update hunny bunnies keep em coming… always up for refresh hell lol

  66. Everything that Payal knows abt herself is from listening at doors. maybe if she had confronted Garima earlier she would not be such a mess right now. Robbie’s little speech to Payal was absolutely nothing but the truth. I’m loving it that Arnav and Khushi are moving forward together so easily.

  67. The final wall has been broken. The niggling feeling, the guilt of being the daughter of a home wrecker, the inferiority of being the other child and the sadness to be the child of a woman, who is alike to the woman who has hurt her man… every last shred of self-doubt has been washed away in the shower cubicle… infact in the arms of the man Khushi loves. How well you write the emotions between these two. There is a certain vulnerability and innocence that makes its presence felt around them. The raw, unnerving and constant connection between them makes me feel so warm from within. I am jealous of what Arnav and Khushi share… it is so potent and consuming that everything else… all worries, every sadness, every problem… fades in comparison. And that is how well you write these two… A big happy sigh for them moving on… and a happy jig for the bromance and romance to come. Bring it one gals!!

    P.S.: I love the Anthem… 🙂

  68. In spite of such a hot start I am still stuck at 5. That was one shocking revelation. I had some doubts when in night 11, Garima left that message for Payal . (she was out with friends instead being there for Payal) Garima is a cold bitch but I am very very disappointed with shashi!!! He didn’t give justice to any relation!! Why did he stay married to Garima why?? What was the need? I think Garima bringing Payal should have been ground enough for Payal isn’t it? Then why? Was it bcos he needed Garima’s family’s support? If then he falls down even further!! Even after Laramie’s death he failed to pro text khushi!! And why was Garima’s word so important that he didn’t let arnav meet khushi???
    I think I am borrowing some hate for shashi from Payal!!! I am so so angry with that spineless hopeless man that I couldn’t even enjoy part 6!!!

  69. As expected you guys have done a wonderful job this time as well. I really liked this sombre and understanding side of arnav’s charecter. He is normally the angry one ready to charge, but the way he dealt with khushi and her feelings was really commendable. Cheers to you.

  70. Aha! Shredder too having its moment of importance and the satisfaction of having participated in Aman-Anjali wedding…. The agreement that was insisted upon is now shred to strips… Aman must have thought that he was doing the honors for Anjali…;) Good one gals… What tact and bonhomie the changed ASR exudes… He has decided to look beyond the imperfections… has recognized and is appreciating what he has and has opened the world of happiness with the master key called love… And that… has made his world bright and beautiful… like a rainbow on a clear sky after a bout of shower… Just loved it…

  71. Khushi has surely made good changes in Arnav..
    This was such a relaxed part…Finally Aman is getting married!!I think Aman is going to be surprised by Anjali on their wedding night…

  72. Well after all the serious conversations that everyone’s been having so far this lighthearted banter was definitely a welcome change. Khushi has definitely influenced arnav enough to start trusting again. Good work girls. Keep it up.

  73. Whoopy !!!! Finally Aman and Anjali are gana tie the knot. I was starting to get worried for Aman LOL, poor baby has been sexual deprived for so long. Now finally Angali “Forbidden Fruit” will all be his in a couple of hours heheheheh:D

    Bromancing: why can’t Nk and Arnav leave my baby Aman alone ( Angali hope you didnt hear that “my baby” part lol)
    Arnav Mr ring leader-“Not so cocksure today, brother?”
    Really Nk “He’s just asking to be cockblocked isn’t he?” and
    Mr we know how to pull Aman’s leg some more doest stop there “Must be performance anxieties.” lol like seriously can’t they see he hadnt got laid in an whole year, are they trying to kill him before he actually get some DWL…

    But seriously thou those 3 musketeer amazes me whenever time they get together… no quarreling, no tension actually no Nt nada, just pure respect and love. They always got each others back. Just pure awesomeness are as Nk would say, “To sweet fucking cherries.” 😀

    Lovely update cheekas… patiently waiting for more 🙂

  74. My first comment in the peanut gallery. Wonderful story. Totally worth reading. The way various emotions have been dealt with is very mature. Khushi’S and Arnav’s insecurities have been brought forth and dealt with beautifully. N.K and Aman add just the right amount of (spice) liveliness to the story without taking away the essence of the story. Robbie, Anjali, Nani and lavanya’s characters are good support pillars. Good work girls, keep it up, you rock.

  75. wow… what a brilliant mind Garima possesses! Just to feed her big, fat ego she hasn’t cared how many lives she destroyed in the process.
    I am so very proud of Khushi, and so in love with Robbie and Arnav. That relationships aren’t build on blood alone, that it’s Payal’s choice what she ultimately becomes and that Khushi actually has a lovely family are so true. It’s adorable to see the silent communication between Khushi and Arnav, their minds and bodies are so attuned to each other .. gosh

    1. Pyre… Either the hole was very deep, or they fell very slowly, for they are taking plenty of time as they go down to look about them and wonder what was going to happen next…

      S&K: How long is forever?

      White Rabbit: Sometimes one second…. 😉

      ~ Adapted from Alice in Wonderland.

  76. I can understand Khushi’s feeling of some shame regarding her mother where Arnav was concerned. It is good that she has got some some relief though Payal’s intention was nothing of that sort when she told Khushi the truth.
    And now the wedding is here. Aman’s nervousness was good to see. He has always made jokes about others, teased Arnav so much. It’s time NK & Arnav returned some favors. ;p

  77. Managed to read this interlude today. Internet working again. Yay!
    I abdolutely loved the ‘something blue’ bit. 😉
    Payal really is bent upon destroying her life and nothing and nobody is able to help her.
    Garima is a heartless woman. Just bothered about her own self and nobody else. Payal, though adopted, is her daughter. She couldn’t find the time to go and see her in hospital! That’s shameful.
    Khushi id a sweetheart. No wonder so many people are there for her.
    Waiting now for chapter 12. Wonder what is in store for us.

  78. For a person who is stickler to conventions… Anjali has agreed to unconventional wedding! Aman’s influence is seen clearly… Yet Anjali’s influence is seen on Aman too… By getting hitched he has moved away from his single status and no strings attached… Both Aman and Anjali have given impetus to Arnav to follow the path they took… If Arnav really thinks through… he is bound to realize that what he is doing now to Khushi is very similar to what Shashi did to Laramie with an exception of there not being another woman to form a triangle… Never thought he would follow the path of his mentor to this extent… 😉
    Loved the update S&K

    1. You know what they say about parallel lives 😀
      Although I’m going to defend our Arnavji here. The context of their living arrangement is very different than that of Shashi and Laramie’s. She is by no means a secret lover, but both Khushi and Arnav harbor a distrust of marriage. That is of course changing, but it would be completely out of character had they jumped the gun. Baby brother’s nuptials, however, has definitely put our older Raizada in a wedded state of mind 😉

      1. I agree with you… But… If you see without taking into considerations of why what wheres… You see Arnav’s father, Shashi and Arnav in the same boat… They have with them the woman they love without the benefit of marriage! 🙂 I am not judging whether it is right or wrong…. Just stating a fact! 😉

  79. This update shows so much growth in our characters. Khushi especially makes me so proud! Her heart is pure, but it’s good to see her be able to let go of the things that are beyond her control. The only people who can change are those willing to. Payal clearly isn’t willing…

    One guess that Khushi is wearing a Murad! 😀
    What a lovely moment for the Raizada family. I love how you wrote it in Arnav’s POV, because NIght by Night we’ve seen him become the man he was always meant to be and it all finally culminated here. He’s allowed friendship, love and family into his heart…..erasing the ugliness that came before.

    How I wish to dance the night away in the arms of such droolworthy men! Pyre and I are expecting a bang on update for the wedding night babes! Pressure is on!

  80. These three powerful men in a room can burn it into flames by their mere presence. Loved how Arnav and NK teased Aman, during his time of duress and anxiousness. “Something blue”… gosh you girls have changed my thoughts about it forever… had me laughing like a maniac. Its nice to see how far these men have come in their relationships… especially Aman and Arnav. From prenup… to it being shredded into bits, they are now more at ease and comfort with their women. Love does change people and to see them rise above their insecurities and pasts is such a relief. NK is the most truthful… “To cherries it is!”

    I was wondering about how you were going to write Aman and Anjali’s wedding and I am glad you just upped my imagination. To write from a bride or grooms perspective is regular… but what matters is that seeing a man walk down the aisle for holy matrimony… another man feels his beliefs changing. The Arnav from the beginning of this story is nowhere to be seen. Angry… fidgety and restless. I now love to see the calm that is settled over him, as he twirls around the love of his life and keeps her close to his heart. This Khushi is so innocent and kind that her gestures and questions burst forth with the idea of how genuine a person she is.

    Are we now headed to the Jalpari?? 😉

  81. Each n every part u update is most amazing …. Ive just been skimming very patiently through each part bcause i wanna read the whole update at one go . But my patience seems to be badly dwindling … Dont think il be able to last another day … So pls pls pls finish soon … ( thank u )
    But anyways i dont think i will be able to resist…. So tom im reading it even if its nt complete
    Nd did i mention I’m soooo in love with the way u guys write 😘😘😘

  82. Aman and Angali finally tied the knot…. can’t wait to get a peek into their honeymoon sweet *hide face* lol…. jalpari here we come whooppppiiii:D

    Nice one gals 😀

  83. Loved Aman, arnav and nk’s buddy talk. .. Enjoyed Aman’s wedding.. And arnav and khushi’s dance ..and bland Robbie’s romance … In simple words every single word I enjoyed..

  84. Sex on the door with Nk and Robbie must have burnt the Montauk Yacht Club down, because when those two get together the whole place just get hot up in here…. (its getting hot in here so take off all your clothes…) LOL OK back to the story.. I feel that Robbie is very vulnerable, insecure, and is afraid to fall inlove, based upon her past relationships and what it had done to her, but nothing with Noah is impossible 🙂

    Lovely update.. Keep them coming honey bunnies

  85. All the three men got their better halves. It is good to see Arnav-khushi, Aman-Anjali & NK-Robbie jodi. Even though I don’t have sympathy towards Payal-Garima Jodi I must admit they are pathetic.

  86. awww…aman and anjali…thy are married..finally his wait ended…
    such a fantabulous interlude…its really fun seeing lover boys in full action…
    but m sad as this beautiful story is coming to an end…
    eagerly waiting… 🙂

  87. That was fabulous update… Loved this uncertain Aman who did not know how to go about after being a Cassanova! 🙂 But one look at Anjali… all his uncertainites were gone ….
    Loved it Gals…

  88. Fabulous interlude. EMOTIONS, ROMANCE, BROTHERHOOD and SECRETS all included. Khushi’s guilt going away and support of Arnav. NK taking forward his relationship with Robbie by calling his sisters to meet her. and Aman and Anjali are married finally.

  89. So Aman is finally married!!! Looks like the wedding is definitely having a positive affect on both the boys. Especially Arnav. I just lov Aman. He is Absoloutely hilarious. He seriously locked himself in the bathroom after waiting a year for this night?! I suppose he just wanted evrything to be right for his woman. Awww That’s so sweet. Can’t wait to read more!

  90. Wow lol Aman just cracked me up in the bathroom hehehehehe… For Aman being such a casanova in the past, he’s being ambivalent *poor aman baby lol*, but who wouldn’t when it come to pleasuring your wife for the first time . But after seeing Anjali in that itsy bitsy tiny bikini all hell broke loose and everything just flow naturally:D

    Lovely update gals eagerly waiting for night 12 😀

  91. wow… NK is in deep… :)… and same is true for robbie…. and aman.. ohh aman… he needed to see anjali in a bikini to get back into the groove… and then they say rest is history… ;-).. all is well that ends well…. finally all three stooges got THE women respectively… bravo…. 🙂

  92. What a fabulous end to this interlude! I loved this scene of Aman and Anjali. His hesitations, her yearning, so gracefully portrayed!
    And I am so glad you guys made the efforts to give the protagonists’ best friends an extremely deserving story! It’s commendable, really.
    And the Ocean and his Mermaid! (The imagery is too perfect for words!!) They deserve the Happiness they have (and each other) and soooo much more!
    The on-screen jodi has been eternalised in our memories. But you guys have taken this jodi, their love, their story to a completely new level. And for that all the praises fall short.
    As long as you keep those wonderful updates/stories coming in, I’m sure all your readers would wait eternally and would follow you to any new home! 😀 :*

  93. wow what an awesome end ..Finally the much awaited culmination between Aman and Anjali.God you guys made Aman so scared but when Anjali bowled him out with her enthusiasm.
    I love these 3 couples..Its no longer a question of who is my favorite among the 3 ..They are unique in their own way and are made for each other.
    I can’t wait to read night# 12 at a single shot!!

  94. So atlast they got married n also started their journey as husband n wife,when i read the part where khusi confronted payal n she disclosed that she is not shashi’s biological daughter i felt glad that bitch is not khusi’s sister but payal was a complexed creature n to vent out her frustrations she tortured khusi.

  95. Forgot to mention NK n Robbie so he is calling his sisters to meet her ph God save her as they can be very dangerous sometimes n he has 3 so lets see how robbie will tackle them.

  96. NK and Robbie are simply hot together. Its great to see NK getting so serious about Robbie and wanting her to want him, just as much. Even through her failing defenses, Robbie cannot keep her hands off her man, needing him such urgency. I love their explosive, greedy and desperate love making. Just talks about their bold personality, etching their characters to perfection.

    Aman had me laughed. Poor guy. What goes around comes around. Being in fear and apprehension on his wedding night, the casanova is unprepared for true love making with the only woman he ever came to loving. I liked this bolder and more confident Anjali, wanting to completely belong to Aman with such conviction and trust.

    Cannot wait for the teaser and the whole of Night 12…. Sigh! Cannot believe it is going to be the last, but I am sure you have reserved the best for it. Don’t make us wait for too long girls… 🙂

  97. Loved the last part though I missed ArHi here, post the wedding I mean. Those two lovebirds were nowhere to be seen 😉
    NK & Robbie are amazing together. NK may not have been there yet but he is really close, closest to her, to a proximity nobody is allowed before. Their chemistry sizzles and sparks.
    Loved Aman’s nervousness and finally Anjali had to take care things in her hands to make him come out of his alone time in the bathroom. Man was scared without reason. They both are in love with each other. This is all that matters. 🙂

  98. Just when I was busy basking in all the bromance in the air, I see that interlude is fully up!!
    And 1chilly is not alone. I reread till night 9 again when wait became unbearable!!
    I feel for Aman girls!! more than Anjali.. To taste the fruit and then stay away from it for 1 whole year just to respect Anjali’s wishes and principles .. He is sure to have blue balls!! So all my heartfel sympathy and best wishes for Aman..and Anjali too..

  99. Two happy couples… sigh..

    Definitely loved the ultimatum given by Anjali… and really funny to see Aman behaving so unsure of himself.

    NK can bring all his sisters, but definitely Robbie will win them over.

  100. Like many of the ladies here, I have come to adore all three jodis. They each have such charm and so much heart in their interactions with one another, it’s near impossible to pick a favorite.
    There is something wonderfully elemental about Arshi’s connection in this Interlude. The word that comes to mind is that they ‘belong’ together, in heart, in body, and in spirit. I loved reading the wedding from Arnav’s point of view. What a perfect way to highlight Arnav’s emotional maturity.

    I envy Robbie her NK. He’s an absolute gem. I can’t seem to get enough of this straightforward, no bs, all male Aussie. He says what he thinks and means what he says. That to me screams Keeper. I do feel for Robbie. It’s hard to trust when you’ve been hurt. But, our doll needs to open up those big eyes and see that she has definitely found herself someone worthy of the risk.

    As for our younger Raizada and his Anjali. Heh, heh. What a refreshing change from bridal jitters! I alternated between laughing out loud and wincing for the poor guy. Good thing the bride had an itsy bitsy bikini in her arsenal.

    I can’t believe the next one is the Twelfth Night! I’m eager to read it, yet wishing these nights can continue endlessly….. 🙂

  101. I loved how you ended the interlude with a step forward for each couple–Arnav allowing himself to believe in more relationship-wise, Robbie allowing herself to be vulnerable with NK, and of course, Aman & Anjali’s long awaited wedding night! Also, nice job on making Aman the nervous one! I saw it as a parallel with Arnav & Khushi–both women are the only ones who have the power to make these two nervous in areas where they are usually the ones in charge. I have so much more to say, but I can’t put it in words! Ugh! Anyways, it was a beautiful update, as always, and can’t wait for the next night!!

  102. love this line Arnav singh raizada become a believer:))))wondering when Arnav realize how he will propose kushi…I guess next is NK turn…how Robbie will react….so many events my mind is going crazy….
    congratulations to our Anjali and aman:))))

  103. Ladies!!

    What an interlude my lovelies, it certainly delivered on the promised fireworks!!

    The theme I’m selecting for this interlude is; New Beginnings

    A] Arnav and Khushi

    I have used this last week or so very productively, as my own writers block plagues me.

    By re-reading FWN.

    And I’m so glad that I did because it re-iterated quite beautifully the Shakespearean pace of this story and the sheer depth and speed with which these two lonely souls fell in love.

    The beginning of this part, showed their compatibility in every which way. Be it physically or emotionally – and this continued beautifully during Payal’s revelation.

    They were able to soothe and love each other with such charming ease, one would assume they had been doing so having known each other for an eternity – but with a love like theirs, maybe somewhere, in some other lifetime, they had been the very epitome of love; true soulmates

    Every nuance showcased the true leaps and bounds with which their love has progressed and for someone who has always backed and loved this couple in all of their simple and complex ways since I began this journey with you – this joy and contentment within them fills me with happiness as if I was seeing it in reality for a loved one of my own.

    Such is the potency of your words

    But with every demon finally laid to rest – they can truly mark the earnest path towards their new beginning in life as a couple as Arnav-Khushi

    B] NK and Robbie

    They have come such a long way and yet have so much further to go don’t they?

    They haven’t come to rely on each other yet – and this is something I can understand entirely. It takes a brave soul to play unwavering trust in another human to safeguard you and your feelings. And although it pains, it does not surprise that they aren’t fully at that stage
    Their love story burns slightly slower, but it is no less beautiful. Yet with budding realisation that they are beginning to mean a lot to each other, this update marks the beginning of their true journey towards love.

    C] Aman and Arnav

    These two have been through so much together and have been the rock the other never knew he needed. Their relationship is a wonderful embodiment of sibling love, and the gesture of shredding the pre-nup was the perfect symbol of the power and perception of love. Afterall this entire tale has been derived from Aman’s desire to bring to his brother’s life the very thing he cherished in his own – a woman’s true love and unbridled happiness…

    Their beginning isn’t new but the chapter certainly is, and they begin it as the equals they have never been but will now wonderfully be…

    D] Anjali and Aman

    The union and fear you showed was above and beyond expectation, unexpectedly amusing too may I add?!

    It was however in every which way an absolutely beautiful expression of love in their new beginning.

    Apologies that this isn’t as detailed as I would prefer, but I have a damn early start tomorrow, but desperately wished to leave you my thoughts before I turned in for the night

    Wonderful work as ever ladies, I wait with bated breath for the no doubt spectacular finale

    No pressure 😛


    1. “All’s well if all ends well.” 😉

      A re-read! GULP. How did FWN hold up upon a second helping?….and why I always connect the story with food is a big fat question mark 😀

      I hope you knocked a bit of that writer’s block. I had two during the course of FWN… and it WAS. NOT. PRETTY!

      I love your description of our bros. They are totally each other’s rock. I need to go find myself a dreamy duo instead of spinning virtual yarn 😛

      1. FWN held up exceptionally well, I promise 🙂

        I had told K that I’m an awful reader who always forgets details if I don’t read in one go, hence the re-read. It was entirely worth it to appreciate the beauty of this story dear, truly.

        I wrote a couple of OS’s and when that didn’t work I re-read my own story. The problem almost always lies further back in the story 😀

        And when you find the yummy bro’s, please be sure to send one my way too 🙂

        God luck with the final leg of the story dear xxx

        1. I’m ready to throw things. Starting something? So easy. Ending it? Holy fuck it’s like being tortured to death.

          I’m beyond humbled that there are people here that’s been with us for over 6 months. Considering how most of my relationships never reach that milestone, I’m moved 😀

          Let’s hop on the red eye to San Francisco. K swears it’s a hot guy mecca there. 😛

          1. 1. It will be completely worth it when its over, I promise! The sense of satisfaction is like no other 🙂

            2. In that case my ticket is booked and I’m ready to go!! [just as long as all the good ones aren’t gay or taken!!] xxx

  104. Oh my what an Interlude…
    It was equally divided into 3 parts between, Arnav – Khushi, NK – Robbie and Aman – Anjali…
    Totally loved it 😀

  105. I finally finished reading what i missed out on and I must say it was time well spent! 😀 I loved it all so much and can’t wait to see how this ends. 😀

  106. How I loved reading this interlude.
    Just finished re reading the entire story so far and can’t wait for the next. A bit sad too as it will come to an end. You girls are brilliant writers and this story is up there on my list of the best arshi fan fictions.

  107. This was just pure genius ladies… these three couples have come a very long way and I was spoiled to read your story almost in one go. What a captivating, fun, exciting, thrilling tale you have masterly written. I am truly fangirling over this story and both of you!

    Loved the wedding, but loved Arnav’s realization changing… he has come very far from that first night. And Khushi is one you want hold on forever. A perfect pair that deserves a happily ever after conventional or not, but definitely Hamesha wall.

    Thank you for letting me join this journey, late on my part but I couldn’t imagine not reading it.

    Love you both!

    Your fangirl,

    1. We love us a chatty fangirl. Let’s sit down and eat some haters together. Nom Nom Nom 😀
      Thanks for hoping down our rabbit hole and taking part in the festivities Jigs!

  108. Very beautiful written.
    Everyone was having a own little package behind their life.
    What I didn’t expect was the truth hidden under payal.
    Eventhough her behavior was not acceptable but she was also with baggage but she was not able to share with anyone.
    I loved Arnav and Kushi relationship. For once I thought kushi would leave arnav when garima offered a deal, but it was not like that.
    I liked the bond between arnav, Aman and nk, discussing everything In open light.
    Eventhough lavanya part was not much in to the story but she had brought the major twist in the tale. She had given the needed push for arnav and Kushi to overcome their past..
    I really loved the robbie.

    They say blood is thicker than water but sometimes it’s otherway round

    You both nailed it..
    Do continue soon.
    Will be waiting for your updates

  109. I read the entire story in one go as well- well really three gos, since I kept getting interrupted. I must say, that this is one of my favorite stories, and I believe that’s because of you two. You’re incredibly fun, interactive, and you make the story even more enjoyable to read. I loved the balance between all three couples- you successfully managed to create a story where even the secondary characters are well built and have their own plotlines, and that is no easy task. The way these characters have developed over the course of this story is absolutely amazing to see! As many have noted- both Arnav and Khushi are such different people, and for the better. They bring out the best in each other.

    I loved it! Thank you, for giving us this journey. I’m sad it’s coming to an end… but here’s to hoping for many more.

    Love always,

    1. It’s rare to get such a lovely compliment – thank you 🙂
      I wish you had more time to hang out with us in the peanut gallery Choti, but I do appreciate you dropping these lines. This had been one crazy adventure I never thought I’ll be on. It was fun, frustrating, and fucking awesome… you know like the best things in life (and dark chocolate). 😀

      Can’t vouch for many more… but I think we’ve got one or two more torrents of words coming your way.

  110. Thank you…. fr ds wonderful creation… wen I gt back frm my vacation n I must say I missed ds story so much… u guys dnt know hw awesome s ds with d three couples. Even though am obsessed with arshi…nk n robbie take it to andr level.. nw waiting fr d final show down… hope v c dragaon lady der..

  111. 3 men and women : all with their own characteristic that make them so uniquely individualistic.

    Aman & Anjali : that ultra confident (or should I say cocksure) legal eagle with a huge dose of cheekiness to his character felled by one innocent and sheltered Anjali to the extent where he goes from man whore to celibate for an entire year. If ever one needs proof of his love, it’s right there. His nervousness and the underlying fear that he is not going to live up to HER expectations (him being the experienced lover as opposed to her being an untouched virgin) was the sweetest thing ever.
    The fact that the very traditional Anjali chose to forgo the traditions and walk hand in hand with Aman for her nuptials speaks volumes. Their suhaag raat was both amusing and endearing.

    Take a bow ladies. You killed it!!!

    Arnav & Khushi : Starting with the shower scene, I am glad Khushi was finally able to cleanse her soul with that cry fest. It was long overdue. The fact that she was able to do it in Arnav’s arms goes to show how much of trust and openness there is in their relationship. She finally laid her guilt and ghosts to rest. The scene thereafter is a direct contrast. ““How can this much happiness be possible?”
    I believe it is Arnav’s equation with Khushi that led him to give Anjali’s pre-nuptial agreement to Aman to shred. Loved the fact that he demanded an answer to her tears. That’s just so ASR!!!
    NK & Robbie : Simple, straight-forward “I’ll tell it like it is” Noah Katlyne and down to earth “scared to death of relationships” Robbie Sinclair. The fact that NK gives Robbie all the time in the world to accept him, whilst taking efforts to chip away her insecurities little by little makes him gold in my eyes. Strategic thinker 🙂 …calling enforcements in the form of his sisters. God help Robbie indeed 😀

    1. You! I swear woman, if you disappear on us I will totally hunt you down 😀
      Loved your thoughts during this interlude. Actually, I’ve loved all your thoughts on FWN. For some people it’s about the destination, other’s the journey. For K and myself, it’s the company that keeps us going, and you are damn good company sheelashanu.

      (definitely cocksure, has a better ring to it 😉 )

      1. Thank u 😃 but rest assured I won’t disappear so there will never be any need to hunt me down. On the contrary u might end up being stalked by the company u keep 😜😜😝😝

  112. Hi this is my first comment as I’ve just started to read this ff couple of days ago and halted here. It’s awesome. Finally the day has come for Aman, can’t believe that he is so tensed about the first night with his wife but anjali is so eager to be his. Thanks to her sister hood.
    Waiting for the next couple to be tied soon…

  113. FWN is a mesmerizing tale packed with romance, loyalty, friendship, intrigue, jealousy, treachery… and the list goes on. This is one of my favorite stories… each chapter enthralls and fascinates; yet leaves the greedy reader in me yearning for more.
    You have sketched each character with remarkable flair and finesse, be it the gorgeous protagonists Arnav and Khushi or the equally charismatic supporting cast of NK/Robbie and Aman/Anjali. You girls do have a ‘wicked’ sense of humor presenting Shyam as Anjali’s ‘gay’ brother and Payal as Khushi’s devious half-sister. :0
    I have re-read this story a few times and each time I have come away feeling gratified, yet surprised by how spellbinding and riveting I find each read. You girls need to take a bow as you have done an excellent job with penning this gripping tale.
    I am sad that this story will be coming to an end soon. Look forward to many more captivating stories from you.

  114. Hello,

    Last week I came across this story. So today its a first comment.

    You girls are fabulous. The way you have woven this story is beautiful.

    Arnav-Khushi romance, passion & love is so genuine. The way you have developed the other characters in story is superb. Supporting cast has a fabulous role to play in this story.

    Feeling sorry that I came across this story when its about to finish. But happy that I got a chance to go through this brilliant story. Also I am going to follow your new story. Have put up a comment on that blog.

    Will comment regularly. So hope to receive access to the outtakes.

    (orchids8888 from IF)

  115. Just heard about this blog yesterday… have completed reading now (inspite of my busy work schedule) so you can understand how inspired i was to read 🙂 very very well written.. among the best ones that i have read in ARHI Fanfic and trust me i have read thousands.. the relationships between the men is refreshing and different from what i have read anywhere… superb!!!!!

  116. Okay, how did you find a gif of a man stroking a woman’s hair and comforting her in the shower. This is unreal. Have you guys already made a movie of this story and just not sharing it with us? Are these actual real people? Paranoia much? But seriously the photos/gifs that you guys have added that little extra bit that immortalizes this story…. that’s my opinion. But what do I know?

  117. Interlude3-

    Simply mind blowing. .the way u connected all .

    Khushi was thrilled the way she spoke to board members. ..
    Wow Arnav n her passion n to be one is magnificent. . (Lost of words).

    NK Robbie made of each other..the way the match each other..

    Oh payal totally go ne case…
    Khushi is so selfless after a what payal done to her she saved payal’s life. .Oh god Garima’s greed lead to all the destruction.

    Shashi was so successful biz man then why couldn’t he found the solution to handle Garima.. even after khushi’s birth..

    Khushi’s state n pain totally understandable..

    Arnav became her strength as promised…loved the way he answered everyone has different face with different ppl..

    What all khushi’s mother had gone through. .
    The question he asked so much of ASR…

    His will to make sure she is him wow. …

    Aman got cold feet (hehe).. lI’ve trio

    Robbie can’t hide her insecurity from NK. .loved NK’S idea..

    Finally Aman Anjali ..too good…

    A bond of eternity.

  118. Wow. Payal. Wow.

    You ladies sure do know how to hold your cards close. That was a great twist, and one that explains the irrational anger and hate Payal had for Khushi. I am so glad Khushi is finally able to move on from it all.

    Aman and Anjali were absolutely adorable. I’m glad Aman could finally stop seeking help from the chaste tree berries XD

    Robbie…now there’s something interesting. What the second piece of advice, Robbie-Girl. Please do share!

  119. Simply mind blowing chapter……….there is so much more to Payal and Khushi…… makes sense why Payal has directed her anger on Khushi………it is a revelation for Khushi and us that she does not share blood with Payal………that her mother was not the reason for breaking the gupta family………..Shashi lost so much and tired to get little love and life from Khushi and her mother……… many twists and turns in each update is making this story interesting…….

  120. Your writing of the pain felt by Payal is heart breaking! Im feeling everything she is going through and i cannot help but feel like wanting to be that friend to help her out, no one deserves this. Beautiful depiction of emotions! Im gonna go mend my heart. 😛

  121. > Wow what a twist with PayPal. That explains her irrational hatred towards Khushi. All along she the loner as opposed to Khushi. Khushi had loving and caring parents even in limited ways. While Payal has a charade of a perfect life and she knows it. You know what, I feel a tiny bit of sympathy for her. She is not at fault at the bottom level. It’s how she’s treated that made her the way she is.

    Aman became a husband. Arnav became a believer. Love these lines. But my favorite line has to be “There was nothing like finding your rest in the arms of the right woman.” Holds true for the other way around too. 🙂

    For a man like Aman, it was cute how he was feeling all nervous and jittery..

  122. What a twist about Payal. This interlude is mind blowing. The three pairs are most favorite in all arhi stories. I have read a lot of them. But these three will stay on the top from today. You just nailed this update. Perfection personified when it came to describing the emotions of these 3 pairs. I am totally blown away.

  123. Every new chapter is an exploration of another character. And this story more about friendship than a love story. One story touching so many genres. Simply excellent.

  124. Another great update….
    Payal’s truth was shocking….

    Aman and Anjali finaly got bonded in holy matrimony…
    lovey union of love birds it was…!!

  125. so much happened in this interlude..finally A&A are married..and their first night..was romantic and cure..Aman was so funny…and then we have paya’s truth out that was so shocking would have not imagined..Best part was the start and khushi’s day at her own company..hope you will explain in detail in later chapters how she manages professionally..Liked how arnav supported and made her understand once they got home after payal’s incident..very heartwrenching part..and they have moved in and are in bliss..awesome..enjoyed it…

  126. Aman is a darling, I love him <3

    His wedding night was both 'Aww-ie' and hilarious. Anjali is perfect for him. The down half of the update made me all warm and happy after reading the upper part.

    Why is that I want to hate payal and I do, but I also feel so sorry for her. She truly became the woman she hated. The fact that everyone who matters is here for Khushi is just amazing and a gift that our K will always cherish.

    You both are witches with it comes to words, waving the magic and entrancing us souls. Good job.

  127. Another lovely chapter, I have to admit , I am thoroughly enjoying the journey of Robbie NK and to a slightly lesser extent, Anja like Aman.
    and this is a first—- I can never look beyond Arnav khushi.

  128. Finally…Anjali isn’t naive huh..💘😋
    Ufff….Aman..😁1yr long waiting…. Worth it…huh…😉

    So…Noah….yet to reveal the layers of Robbie..Waiting for that…👍

  129. Finally aman and anjali are one! loved the update cant wait to read what next you have in store for us

  130. Payal’s truth was quite shocking. Garima filled that littke child with so much of venom just to share her misery?! It is unimaginable. Khushi’s ‘Thank you’ speech was awesome 👏
    I loved how Arnav explained to Khushi Shashi’s behaviour. Khushi is relieved and it is completely okay.
    Finally, Aman is married. Did he really have performance anxiety? 😅
    The wedding night was beautiful. Sweet, fun-filled yet full of love.

  131. Oh shit! Just realized I put down a comment for night 11 and interlude 3 together in the comments section of night 11 itself! This is what happens when I end up doing a marathon read and then mix up everything in my head!
    Sorry! Pls head back one night!

    However, that, ahem, first part was rather smokey! I can feel all that turn on till here! I love love love how both of them respond to each others needs so well! In todays world, finding the right kind of sexual partner is more imp than finding the right kind of emotional partner. Half the breakups and divorces happen because one partner cannot/does not respond to the other partners sexual needs in the same way!

  132. The truth about Payal is shocking…

    I love Aman & NK…But not as much as our darling Arnav😉 they and Robbie are always there for our Arshi when ever they need…

    All are moving towards a better tomorrow with their mates…

    Loved the update!!!

  133. God.. this was a hell and also a heaven.. finally Aman had his time after a long year.. happy for him and his mrs.. they did start beautifully.. payal’s secret is out.. felt bad for her but can’t help it.. life have its own ways.. well looking forward to see Arnav Raizada proposing to his Khushi and waiting to see him as a groom and his lady as his bride.. loved the amazing interlude 3 🙂

  134. If there was mature adult fairytales written this Is it😭😊

    The rollercoaster emotions everything Is too good I’m sorry I really don’t know how to comment for the perfect chapter

  135. some points I’d like to highlight:
    – My GOODNESS … that shower picture => I’m dead ..
    – how there still was tradition in Anjali-Aman’s wedding, just beautiful <3
    – man whore x) that part never ceases to get me laughing out loud
    – the self-talk (mental breakdown as u stated it to be) aman had in the bathroom was downright epic
    PS: the way you alternate between the description and the dialogues parts … you mastered it (y)

  136. poor Payal what a mess she has become
    he weddng sounded beautiful, where was Lavanya was she invited?
    “Dance me to the end of love “lovely song just right for then

  137. I had a feeling something was not right but Payal not being a Gupta ,i did not expect!
    you ladies have brilliantly brought about this story and i am hooked!

    Aman and his swimming trunks, just imagining it is hilarious!

  138. Hi ….read all but some i am unable to read due access denied.pls cant read the epilogue and the rest

  139. Phew ,
    What a celebration of human psychology….
    Beautifully penned……
    Ones thoughts….
    The agony of not knowing….
    Questioning of belonging…..
    Fear of rejection…..
    Harbouring those thoughts in darkness….
    Aching to be needed…..
    Aching to be loved……
    Reasoning and questioning……
    Letting go of the unknowns….
    Fiercely protecting what’s theirs….
    Being wrapped up in the sheath of undeniable love….
    I am ‘Head Over Heels’ with this story…..
    I am speechless…
    As the saying goes…..
    ‘One can not choose ones family’
    Thanking for those friends……
    Who stand by You….
    In all the thick and thin……
    Come rain or sunshine….

    saffron’s Ramblings….

  140. Garima is crazy. Payal is deluded and had the nerve to do all that to khushi when she wasn’t even shashis blood. Tough childhood but she chose to be the grade A bitch.

    Aman in the bathroom had me lmao!

  141. Aman is funny, payal is crazy garima is evil selfish and kushi is finally free of all insecurities and she can show off Arnav has her man with pride

  142. Aman’s anxiety was hilarious.
    You guys describe each act and each place as if you are there. It’s beyond imaginations. More like research.wonderful

  143. Awesome interlude.
    Oh finally Aman and anjali are one.
    Garima and Payal both were two cunning bitches. Khushi got her closure.
    But I think sashi did injustice to khushi and Laramie by continuing marriage with Garima and giving payal his name, love, money while keeping khushi and her mother under the wraps. Every thing was kkhushi’s birth right but given to payal. And why he agreed to keep khushi away from office and arnav.

  144. Breakdown of Khushi was heartbreaking…but the way Arnav took care of her and the core of why she broke down…didn’t want to be like the woman who hurt Arnav…Arnav was overwhelmed! They r soulmate’s and both deserve this soul stirring love and passion they r receiving from each other! Kudos to the writers for bringing such emotions to the fore!

  145. Shashi was a weak man. He stayed into a failed marriage when he could have divorced Garima. He allowed ger to foist an orphan child one as his. Though he did care for Payal but Payal was devastated when she found out that she was not his child. She hated Khushi for being his blood child. Shashi allowed Garima to hide Khushi ,he did not give her his name.
    Khushi blamed her mum to become the other woman .Though when she fel in love she realised what her mother told that she will understand when she will fall in love.Fanally Khushi asked for her parden at her grave.
    Payal was lucky that she was being watched. They got her to the hospital and saved her life.
    Aman has finally come to the ecstatic end to his self imposed celibacy.

  146. Feel awful for Payal… . .its a shame how society ‘s opinions affect our lifes and the decisions we make.
    Really happy for aman and anjali finally the are married.

  147. Really happy for Aman and Anjali.. Looks like NK will also be hitched soon.. Loved the upate 🙂

  148. So Aman is now Hog tied( what a horrible phrase for a lovely feeling) the interlude of course was dreamy, strange how one felt sorry for Payal at the end. Feeling a little strange that this lovely story is coming to an end, but hopefully can re read it over and over again. Please do open the epilogues , one can never have too much of goodness, heaven knows you guys leave all of us with a feeling of dil mange more.

  149. ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT!!!! The payal twist was mindblowing, with her arrogance, I could’ve never guessed it. Khushi shouldn’t be guilty at all for being relieved. The first scene was hawttt. I really thought that Arnav and Khushi would get married soon and not just live together. NK and Robbie are adorable and perfect. My favorite thing about this fiction is definitely the bromance of Arnav, Aman and NK. There was nothing about Shyam so I’m wondering what’s gonna happen to him or if anythings gonna happen lol. For some reason, I thought after her confession, Payal would be warm to Khushi and actually try to be friends but I dont really like her anyways and Khushi should be with Robbie and Anjali so it’s all good. Also, I’m so sad that there’s only like 2 updates left :(. I really wanna read the epilogues too. So can you give me access pretty please??? As always, update soon and good job ladies!!!!!

      1. I love that! I really want to see him mend things with everyone. Well, I hated him in the original storyline but I kinda like his competetive streak in this fiction. Looking forward to rest of the updates!

  150. The part that stayed with me…
    Aman Singh Raizada became a husband.
    Arnav Singh Raizada became a believer.
    There couldn’t have been a better wedding gift for Aman, even if he doesn’t know it yet!
    This story is so much more than Arnav-Khushi.
    Love the bonding between the brothers. Love Robbie and I also love your Anjali…. She sparkles whenever she makes an appearance.
    Payal is …. A prisoner of her hatred and misery. May she find the courage to walk away.

  151. Of twists and insecurities …..

    What a curveball regarding Payal ‘s truth… Sad but I loved the difference you showed between the two “sisters”… One who was accepted by the society, unreservedly as a biological daughter, was nothing but a bitter and broken woman from inside out due to her insecurities … And the other who was unaccented and a hidden “sin” became a strong, and independent woman in her own right in spite of her insecurities …..

    Our three musketeers were out in full force for Aman’s big day…. Loved the insecurity of Aman..”the man whore” when it came to the love of his life… An uncharted waters and a first for him… But the “bold” and beautiful Anjali finally puts his anxiety to rest….And they have their “happily ever after” for the rest of their lives….

    NK has found his soulmate.. whether she knows it or not….And he is also ready to move forward….A smart and resourceful man, NK has also found his “happily ever after “….

    Arnav and Khushi…. What do I say about these two amazing people of your story???…They are made for each other… And to find your true soulmate in this lifetime is not only rare but also precious …..They complement each other in every way possible… Be it in a boardroom or a bedroom….And they also seem to be moving together towards their “happily ever after “…..

    Loved the update …Waiting for more……🤗🤗

    1. Payal totally ruined herself. She knows she adopted. She yet had venom for kushi . She doesn’t understand she is getting the validation of the daughter of Gupta but from her angle it’s all injustice happens to her. But it’s unapologetic what she did with a teenage kushi. Kushi is more strong and not so selfless. Her feeling is so human .she feeling relief to know payal is not her sister by blood . This give her a new outlook to see her mom in a different light . Again hate for Sashi too…all this emotions. Ronnie is the most amazing character we got to see . So does Anjali …Aman turn to a husband and arnav a believer.❤️
      Nk is always love ….and this is not only an Arshi story .
      PS: for some curiosity if payal was the biological daughter of shashi still he treat kushi same way …as he want ASR and gupta co for kushi .
      Feeling pity for garima, she had a choice to be a mother but she ruined it also .the bond we create is more above than DNA

  152. Just too hot that I need to lower the heat for the night😂
    Intimacy, respect, love and the ability to recognise each other as equals is such a beautiful portrayal of relationships in this ff.
    whether it’s the way Aman is more concerned about Anjali’s expectation or NK wanting to see beyond the facade of Robbie or Arnav not beating about the bush and just being there for Khushi.
    All the men in their own way seem to have caveman personalities yet they have a healthy sense of boundary.

    On the other hand, Payal and Khushi’s relationship what an interesting turn of events I mean I never did see this coming especially with Payal harbouring all the hate and truth in. But Payal I think is still not ready to redempt as the hate has consumed her way too much.

    I’m excited to see how the next turn of events shape around & what’s this VIP access thing?
    Sorry I’m kinda clueless how would that work.

  153. Payal hated Garima.Garima picked up her from an orphanage and even told her that she was not her biological child. Garima was not capable of becoming a mother but she she did not love the child she brought up as her own.Though she did try to make sure that Shashi made her the heiress because Garima hated the woman her husband loved and their child-Khushi .
    Aman finally got married and had his honeymoon on abroad Jalpari.
    Thank you for the update.S/K.

  154. The way Arnav and Khushi come together so seamlessly is beautiful.

    DAMN TALK ABOUT PLOT TWIST WITY PAYAL!!! Explains so much really….her parents were never hers whereas as Khushi had both. Really dislike Garima here….pretty much the cause of everything…. and the fact that she didnt even come to see Payal at the end like what is wrong with this women.

    Aman and Anjali are married, Yay!!! Loved the fact that he made his entry in a speedboat, could totally imagine it with the picture given ❤ Bless Aman, cant believe he wasted an hour!!!

    Robbie meeting NK’s sisters, now that would be interesting!

    Sad to see this story coming to an end soon, thoroughly enjoying reading it and the your beautiful portrayal of all three couples.

  155. Hi ShipperK…what an awesome update…shocking revelation of Payal’s identity…..Payal is insecure ,hurt
    and filled with venom …But she should be thankful to Shashi for giving her his name…But Kushi is different..she felt sad that her mom wrecked a home…But now she is relieved that her mom gave Shashi his happiness and Kushi is their love child ..Aman has become a family man…NK is sure to follow..what about our adorable couple…Fantastic update…Eagerly waiting for the next one…Take care and be safe

  156. Wonderful update
    WOW so, Payal is not Shashi’s daughter?
    And the use of the word blood……
    Anjali and Aman and their first night!!!!!!!!
    Waitinf for the next update…

  157. Payal’s secret was such twist in the plot!! And Garima sure is such a piece of work. Loved that Khushi is finally move forward from all these dark past 🙂

    Loved the wedding and the night 😉

  158. Been trying to finish the wonderful chapter, but could do it in multiple reads, it being a weekend and all.
    Thoroughly enjoyed the story, even though have read it a couple of times before.
    As the story is nearing culmination, can’t help feeling a little sad.
    One couple down 😁, two more to go.

  159. Arnav and Khushis chemistry is very enchanting. Arnav is there to support her in every situation as he promised. Unexpected revelation of Payal. Both shashi and garima are mad. Garima give the orphan Payal a life. But it seems more like destroying her. She is a lonely sole with a devastating past. You guys wrote this part so beautifully. I felt bad for Payal. Khushi can finally leave all this shitty past behind. She had nothing at first, now she has everything.
    Nk and Robbies chemistry is so enchanting to read. Nk was able to bring some of Robbies wall, but it seems like there are a lot of wall. I love the spirit and understanding of Nk. He is ready to wait to break all the wall.
    Finally Aman and Anjali are married. Their wedding night was hilarious. Aman was as more nervous than Anjali. Finally two of them are bonded for life.

  160. Loved the interlude ,Arnav and Khushi have come a long way from when they had met the first time during the party.Arnav has become a believer.Payal is not a biological daughter of Shashi and Garima.Khushi is relieved that she is not her sister.At last Aman and Anjali married,it was so funny Aman getting tensed for their wedding night.And now only one night remaining to read.

  161. Actually a part of me is relieved too that Payal is not her sister. But more so, I feel pity for that child. She did not get the love she deserved. Growing up with insecurity like that can make anyone bitter. However, on the other hand, Khushi also grew up with similar insecurities. And yet turned out different. Mother’s love? I think it makes a difference!

    The conversation where Khushi admits that she did feel guilt for her mom…and what she thought was someone like her mom hurting Arnav…that was raw. The businessman giving her poetry in return warmed my heart.

    Aman and Anjali are finally married and it was cute how scared Aman was. But I guess he escaped canonization? Yay!!

    I love how perceptive, yet practical NK is. I guess Robbie’s walls are tougher to pierce through too, but I am sure Noah will get there!

    1. Ah, I hope you’re satisfied with NK’s reward for his patience. ^^
      It has been especially lovely to read your thoughts on FWN, thank you.

  162. Aman is so cute !!

    The jitters and the role reversal was hilarious 🤣🤣

    And I did not see that coming with Payal.. Garima is some bitch to do that to Khushi..

  163. Now it makes sense as to why Payal hated Khushi so much.. Still don’t like her… Maybe felt a bit pitiful… Love the moment on the yacht with Aman… Men and their caveman tendencies…. But I like the term ‘his woman’❤️

  164. Payal is beyond recovery and I dont mean physically! That girl has a corrupted mind. Cant believe khushi still cared for her. I am damn sure even afte knowing the whole truth, the good hearted woman that khushi is, she would still care for her.
    arshi roamnce at the beginning was hot! He cant get satiated, can he? in fact they both cant get enough of each other. I wonder the rate at which they were “doing it”, how khushi wasn’t pregnant already!
    Aman’s love for anjali melt my heart. He waited for her a whole year. aww
    Robbie and NK are sweethearts ❤ Robbie deserves all the happiness herself too for being the prefect sister khushi needed
    Did I mention, I am glad there is practically no Shyam? I guess payal took most of the "hate" part here. not complaining

  165. Khushi has a heart of gold…. She still cares for the person who made her life miserable…
    Payal is beyond redemption…she is selfish girl… Even though she is not the daughter of Garima ..she exactly became like her….
    Her hatred towards khushi because she was the biological child of shashi…. But wat did that hatred gave her..Nothing… Hell… She doesn’t even had a person to call her own… It’s Right… Blood is not Wat determines relation and love…. It’s the bond between hearts… But how will she understand it… Now also she revealed the truth just to make khushi miserable but it actually gave khushi the closure of her past…
    Finally Aman Singh Raizada got married to the love of his life… The love both Aman and Anjali had each other is beautiful

    1. Finally Khushi can live her life without any nuisance from so called gupta family. Happy for payal that she had shown the guts to confess the truth.
      Aman’s bathroom monologue session was hilarious….but Anjali took the charge….

  166. So, where can I begin! I discovered this a day or two ago, through a labyrinthe of links and blogs and ficverse recommendations. And I am SO pleased I found this! I have been completely addicted and have read the whole story in one sitting. It has been such an emotional roller coaster. While the storytelling is incredible and the steaminess adss to it, i think the true heart of what makes FWN so magical is the characters– so complex, so nuanced and SO real! First, coming to Arnav: Hands down, one of my favourite Arnavs ever! While keeping the ruthlessness, shrewdness and all the key things that made the character what he was in IPKKND, you have added so many layers to him here! The AU setting of New York adds the glamour that this Arnav needs, while also helping to build his larger-than-life persona. However, stripping away all of that, the Arnav he is with Khushi: raw, gentle and vulnerable at his core is absolutely breathtaking. You are magicians.
    Now, coming to Khushi: one of my favourite things about the Khushi in FWN is that she is independent, she has a mind of her own and she does what she wants! Her fascinating backstory that you have woven through clicks into place at one point (I remember there was a point in the story where I had an ‘Aha!’ moment about Shashi Gupta somehow being Khushi’s dad but I can’t remember when!). What is amazing is her arc and growth through the story about understanding Laramie, Arnav and through it all, finally herself. For me, this was a story about her really finally seeing herself– a journey starting with Arnav really ‘seeing’ her during the first night.
    I could go on and on about literally every character, but I would say Anjali-Shyam’s relationship and story also really made me emotional. What is amazing is the shades of grey you drew out– whether it is for Shyam, or Payal, or even Garima to be honest. It really just highlights how people are not bad, but do bad things due to circumstances and traumas that affect them,
    Overall, thank you SO much for this breathtaking tale, with so much effort put in to create a design aesthetic, soundtrack and everything else that just adds to the whole experience! 🙂 I have started and stopped writing an Arhi Fanfic a couple of times, but reading this has just about kickstarted my creative juices again!

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