OS: Surviving His Smooth Forces

"You know, my Khushi is the nicest person on this world. I love her, I just love her like anything." Arnav exclaimed while walking towards the main door with Aman's support.

"Yes ASR, I know and she must be waiting for you, so let's go inside." He nodded in approval and pleaded while holding his boss.

"Wait, where are you going?" He stopped walking and looked at Aman.

"I-I was going to bring you inside-" Arnav interrupted him before he could complete his hesitant answer.

"No, I'm fine. You go. I'll go by my own." He pulled his arm down that was around Aman's neck and stepped back staggering.

"But ASR-" He spoke up to deny but was cut off by his chief again.

"I said GO!" Even if drunk but ASR couldn't take it when someone doesn't obey him.

Aman nodded weakly and walked outside to take a taxi.

He opened the door of his room and saw his pretty wife lying on the recliner and looking outside. But hearing the door being cracked open she turned her gaze to let out a sigh.

"Where were you? I'm waiting since long for you. Even your phone is not reachable. I told you na to charge it before going."

Whereas Khushi got off the recliner and was throwing queries at him, he just watched her standing there with a smile. Her eyes were sparkling and alluring, her red cute flaring nose, her rosy lips that were seductive when she pouted, her milky white neck adorned with their proof of marriage and her perfect round bosoms...how much she was driving him crazy already.

"Arnav ji..." Her mocked voice brought him back on the earth and he had to stop admiring his other half.

"Why were you waiting?" He asked with his devilish smirk that was to kill for.

"What do you mean why I was waiting?" She started yelling at him still standing there at the recliner.

He slowly walked over to her and of course she didn't miss to notice his fluctuating posture that made her think in the right direction.

"I mean, why were you waiting for me so late in the night?" He pulled her holding by waist and making her collapse with his hard chest.

"Arnav ji!" She immediately clutched his shirt while her other hand protectively went on her five months baby belly. This time she even perceived the little touch of sluggishness in his voice. And his red eyes proved her doubt.

"What?" He narrowed his eyes innocently. But as she gestured him to her out-looking bump and he left her to kneel down.

"Hey my baby, how are you? Does your Mom annoys you? No na, because she's very nice.." She smiled as he pulled up her kurti and placed little kisses on her stomach.

"...and sexy!" But soon he started licking it and circling her button with his tongue causing her to shiver in pleasure.

"A-Arnavv-ji..." She spoke hesitantly and looked down holding his shoulder for support.

"You want more...?!" He chuckled and hiccuped looking at her with his speaking eyes.

She gasped once and her gaze fell on the open door while looking here and there. He shifted his head down and opened the knot of the cord that was holding her salwar with his teeth. She widened her eyes and stepped back pulling her kurti down.

"Arnav ji, have some shame! The door is open." He smirked at her and got up on his feet.

"Don't worry sweetheart, I'll close it and then we can have our fun." He said with a grin and was about to turn tottering but she stopped him.

"NO! You are so drunk!" Flaring she walked past him to close the door but he grasped her wrist as he shot his refusal.

"I'm not!"

"Of course you are!" She shrugged her shoulder and frowned her brows but he pulled her and held her arm behind her back yet himself still tottering.

"Prove it!" He smirked challenging.

"That you're denying is a proof itself! And I can smell it! How much did you drink? Don't you know, alcohol isn't good for a diabetic." She scolded shooting daggers at him and on the same time struggling to get out of his grip. Even if he was careful and not pressing himself more into her, she was scared he would hurt the baby, after all he was drunk and not in his full senses.

"I can't have sweets nor I can have alcohol but I can have you, NOW!" He spoke claiming his right and and bend his head to catch her lips but she felt a little pain in her stomach when slowly his body weight shifted on hers.

She immediately pushed him away to get relief.

"Arnav ji, you'll hurt our baby."

"I won't jaan, don't you trust me?" He asked her suspiciously.

"No, I mean I turst you." She decided to turn it before he gets angry. Arguing with an intoxicated person isn't of any use.

"But please Arnav ji, I'm tired..." She pleaded pouting and hoping he would melt.

"Yesterday you were also tired and today too. Are you making excuses? Am I not good enough?"

Her eyes popped out as he asked her that in a non-joking tone. Now where does this come from she thought.

"So you don't like our love-making! Don't I pleasure you? Do you fake the orgasms?"

Her jaw dropped at his question. Her mouth formed a perfect 'O' shape. But he was expressing seriousness. He is really liquored up at the moment or else he wouldn't ask her something like that cause he was very well aware of her shyness when it comes to their sexual life.

She just humphed and marched over to close the door.

Her inebriated husband who can hardly stand on on a spot is being so shameless and uttering such things and she just wanted to make sure no one hears it. What will they think about her?

"Arnav ji, just come and let's sleep!" She ordered with gritted teeth while folding the blanket. How much she was angry at him now but yelling at him at the moment won't be of any use but. He is fully loaded and wouldn't listen to her anyway.

"Ja, let US sleep." He chuckled going behind her and slid her zip down. But she turned and waved off his hand fuming.

"I said na, I don't want! Just let me sleep."

"You sure?" He asked raising his brows with a straight face.

"Yes!" She nodded approving.

"Fine!" He turned and walked towards the door doddering.

"Where are you going?" She wondered and questioned him still standing there.

"I can't even satisfy my wife, so what's my use here? I am going away. Leaving this house." Without turning he replied supporting himself with the door.

"You can't even stand up properly and there you want to go away, leave this house?" She inquired ironically folding her arms across her chest.

"However! But I'm going FOREVER!" He emphasized his last word and was about to open the door when she shouted from behind.

"ARNAV JI!" She strut in his direction to grab his shoulder and turn him around putting all her force.

"Don't you ever dare, say that again."

"So, you don't want me to go?" She made out his indecent plans from his devilish grin but still didn't deny. She has seen him drunk for the first time and don't want to experience him again like that. If this night once gets over, she will show him tomorrow!

"You know it! No!"

"Okay. So come!" He grasped her arm and walked towards the bed but she was glued to the ground.

"You are blackmailing me to sleep with you?" Her attempt to blackmail him emotionally with fake tears failed as he nodded with a smirk.

"And what if I still deny?" Her childish query got its answer when he bend and carried her in his arms.

She urgently surrounded his neck with one arm. while the other hand held his collar. He was walking unsteadily so she was scared of falling and sighed in relief as he placed her safe on the bed.

"You will FORCE me?" She enunciated that word somewhere getting serious now.

But he didn't answer her as he was leaning on her and busy placing wet kisses at her cleavage sending shiver through her spine. Nevertheless she didn't want to give in. She wanted her answer.

"Arnav ji, I asked you something. YOU WILL FORCE ME?" She pushed him and again pressed her words to get her reply.

"You aren't letting me any other choice babe." She jerked at this and looked at him disgustingly. This wasn't what she would have ever expected from him. So what if he was drunk, the intoxication might take over his mind but not his heart. He can't force her like that.

She tries to push him off her and noticing that he stops his started act, squeezing her b**bs and looked at her with those red eyes that she couldn't make out if they were showing his anger or the much alcohol he consumed most probably.

"Arnav ji, get off me!" She spoke in an ordering tone flaring her nose.

But he ignored her protests and trailed his hand in her upper body to tease her nipples. He came near her lips to cover them with his'. He sucked her lower lip and repeated it with her upper one. His hands still playing with her assets and his tounge was now ready to enter her mouth but was being pushed aside by her.

She was affected but a surrender would mean this Laad Governor can always get by so easily. He would allow himself to come in such state and do whatever he wants. And she wasn't ready to cope with that.

Arnav but disregarding her squawking shifted himself down to open the cord of her salwar while his left hand was entangled with hers to stop her from getting up.

And in no time, her femininity was exposed to him.

"Arnav ji, leave-" Her mouth opened to protest but she was heckled by a feeling of heavenly pleasure.

A soft moan escaped when he slowly and tenderly stroke the c***oris with his thumb.

She closed her eyes biting her lip to hold back her moans and clutched his hand tightly to overcome this new sweet torture. On the same time yet a lone tear left her eye that didn't go unnoticed by him.

Her eyes shot open not feeling his touch the gaiety anymore.

She pulled her tango and salwar up knotting it and looked at him. He was lying beside her suddenly holding his hand on his eyes.

"Arnav ji?" Her serene voice made him turn his head to meet her gaze.

"I'm sorry Khushi!" He apologized sounding dull with moist eyes . His lips trembled a bit and she faced an expression like one of a little kid.

Her lips automatically curved up and she rested her head on his chest hugging his waist.

"Ok, I forgive you." He asked with such a cute face, how could she deny him. And as currently he's not in his senses, she can't say anything else. He would probably continue saying sorry till she gives in.

He placed a soft kiss on her hairs and dozed off in that moment. She looked up to find him asleep and carefully got out of his embrace.

She took off his shoes and pulled up the quilt on him taking her place next to him and closing her eyes to take a peaceful nap because tomorrow will be a very difficult day, for him!

She'll give Arnav Singh Raizada hell for coming drunk, hurting their baby and forcing her.

And ya, he doesn't have to know about the apology part, if he won't remember it himself.