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“I heard you left running behind my company? Too scared of losing, are you?”
So, he got that news? Cool.
“What I do in my company, which project I take up and which I leave, is none of your business.”
“It is my business, Jaan.” He leans on the wall opposite to the mirror, with his hands in pant pockets. “Especially when I am the reason behind it.”
“Excuse me?” I pretend to be oblivious to his reasoning.
“You backed out because our proximity worries you,” he clarifies, speaking exactly why I did this and he is right. This is the only reason I backed out but he doesn't need to know.
The next second, he once again reaches me and pins me to the mirror, his grip tightening in my upper arms.
“You are scared,” he whispers in my ear. “Because Jhanvi or Khushi Thakur, you are falling for me. That’s why you are trying your best to ignore me. But the stronger you ignore me, the deeper I’ll make you crave for me. That’s the only promise you need to be afraid of.”
I push him away but he pins me again and this is ruining all my patience to handle this situation.
“Enough of your silly claims. I am done with those. I am not Jhanvi.”
“Yes, you are. And just like every other proof you have got so far, let me give you another one.”
He turns me to the mirror but he doesn't leave his grip on my arms. The moment my eyes land on his face in the mirror reflection, Aarav’s fingers slide lower, towards my thigh. I wriggle under his touch but he holds me there firmly. Each movement of his finger plays a magic rhythm in my body which intensifies when he puts his finger at the hem of my dress, around my right thigh.
“Aaraavv.” A moan leaves my lip as I lose control quickly again. The only thing I feel next is his lips at the crook of my neck and his finger sliding gently inside my dress to a particular spot on my upper thigh where it finally stops. My body aches for him in ways I cannot even imagine. A part of me wants him to explore me further and the pleading words are right there on my lips when he kisses me again on my neck before whispering.
“Here.” He strokes his finger on that same spot of my thigh. “Jhanvi has a birthmark right here.”
My eyes closed in ecstasy flew open in shock. I gasp audibly registering his words which are absolutely right as I stare at his reflection in the mirror.
“Check it out and you don’t even have to tell me that. You do have a mark there because you are my Jaan.”
The confidence in his voice stirs something in my body again. Aarav pulls himself away and then walks out of the changing room, leaving me in a hot mess. After almost one minute my senses are back to normal and I lock the door to check whatever Aarav said is true. I have a birthmark at the same spot Aarav touched me. If Jhanvi had it too Aarav would know as he was her husband. Now since Aarav and I as Khushi Thakur have never been intimate that he would know, confirms I am who he claims me to be..Jhanvi Raichand.I raise the hem of my dress to check the spot and there it is. A small scratch kind of a mark, around two centimeters wide, a little darker than my skin color as if a bit tanned. Blood drains from my face. I had seen this mark before but never realized or paid any heed to it. How strange. Whatever little proof as husband Aarav keeps giving me is already messing hard with my brain and heart and to top it, this chemistry we have between us is not letting my body be at peace.
I am going insane here joining the dots of my identity puzzle thinking hard if I have really taken the right decision by giving up chasing the AR Group’s competition with Rudra’s company. Aarav thinks I am bothered by our close proximity and I am falling for him secretly which is why I chose to back off and if that’s what he thinks, how can I not try proving him wrong? So, I quickly change back to my original dress and come out only to find Rudra talking to some salesgirl. The way the girl is blushing is enough to confirm whatever Aarav told me about Rudra flirting outside is true. Why doesn't it make me jealous? Maybe I am in a different mood and thoughts. But it is strange how Rudra didn’t even notice that I wasn’t wearing the ring on my finger from past three days. It only reminds me of Aarav’s words again.
“Only a man truly in love will show his possessiveness in every action. Only a man in love will have a problem if his partner marks some other man with her passion. Rudra is clearly not in love with you. He loved Khushi Thakur and you are Jhanvi which I’m confident he knows that too.”
Seeing Rudra’s indifference towards me makes me believe he already knows something about my identity and is hiding it for some odd reason. Whereas Aarav Raichand, that man is always around me to desperately save me from mishaps, advise me what I shouldn’t eat, what I am allergic to, he is always ready to heal my bruises, and most importantly, Aarav is aware of every single reaction of my body.
“Which one should I pack Ma’am?” Another salesgirl asks me and looking at Rudra who has still no clue I am out, I pass the same dress which Aarav had helped me zip for the billing. I am buying it. For whatever reason, I’m buying that dress for sure. And coming to AR Group, I better take back my role in giving that company a hard time because I don’t want Aarav to think I am losing control over my body. For the rest of the things related to the proof of my identity, I wouldn’t stop looking for them nor would I let men like Aarav and Rudra decide my fate. Whoever I am, Jhanvi or Khushi, I’ll live the kind of life I desire, not what these two men want me to lead.
CHAPTER 18
Aarav
With every meet I am even more confident that the woman who is living the identity of Khushi Thakur is my wife. And this is the only reason I haven’t stopped stalking her. So cleverly she tried to back off from working against my company and that was only because she cannot control herself when I am around. That’s the first sign that she is my Jaan. We always had this sparkling chemistry that pulled us to each other no matter how much we tried keeping distance between us. Her anger, the way she said that dialogue in my office conference room the other day –Who said I am done? –which was a repetition of what I had told her the first time I and Jhanvi kissed years ago when she was leaving for London, her special interest in only black outfits, and the way her body reacts when I put my lips on her skin, every darn thing proves she is my Jhanvi. I am sure she’ll soon get every evidence she needs to believe I am right and the mere thought of where that would lead us, excites me. I can’t wait for her to take her rightful place in my life again.Soon.
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Aarvi is just off to sleep after watching her favorite cartoon with me and it gives me some time to call up Akash and check on the progress of his investigation.
“Hi Aarav,” Akash answers my phone call.
“Any more updates?”
“Nothing for now but all my intelligence says that the proof related to the present Khushi Thakur being Jhanvi lies in Scotland. Because that’s where you lost her two years ago.”
He is right.
