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****Explicit mature content ahead. Discretion strongly advised.****

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"Was this the last of the decorations?" Anjali asked Arnav as she, Shyam, Khushi, and Akash put away some items into boxes. It was late into the night and the last of the guests left about an hour ago. The family soon after started working with the hotel staff to clean up and start preparing for the mehndi ceremony.

The decorations that were not needed were being boxed away and the hall was now slowly changing into the venue for the mehndi. After the family worked tirelessly for another hour, one by one, they started retiring for the night.

Khushi went up around 30 minutes ago to check on Ahaana, who was sleeping with Shashi and Garima tonight. Manohar and Manorama retired for the night shortly after as well.

There was a portion of the banquet hall that had lights and flowers cascading down around cushions. This is where Anjali would sit to get her mehndi done. Arnav currently worked on placing a few more cushions around it so other ladies could sit as well while Shyam adjusted some of the flower décor around it.

"Bhai it's late...we can finish the rest tomorrow." Shyam said, stepping back from his work. Close by, Anjali finished placing the gift boxes on a table and started walking over to the men. In that moment, Shyam's phone beeped indicating he had a text message. He looked at it and his whole demeanor suddenly changed. Arnav noticed this and stopped what he was doing.

"Is everything ok?" Arnav asked, frowning a little at the drastic change on Shyam's face. Something was clearly not right.

Shyam gave Arnav a blank look and Anjali was by Shyam's side in an instant. Shyam then looked at Anjali, "Papa won't come." Shyam said in a cool voice. Anjali seem to understand and placed a comforting hand on Shyam's shoulder.

Shyam didn't say anything else and walked away. Anjali turned to Arnav to apologize, but reading the situation, Arnav beat Anjali to it, "Go to him...it's ok...I will take care of everything here." Arnav said. Giving Arnav a thankful look, Anjali followed Shyam out.

'What the hell was that about?' Arnav wondered curiously. Knowing he will not get any answers just standing around, Arnav went back to work and finished setting up the sitting area. After that, he went to the other side of the room where a gramophone was set up. They decided to have this instead of a DJ or fancy music system for the mehndi, adding a little intimate touch to this occasion. Once he saw that the gramophone was plugged in and the vinyl music discs were placed next to it, Arnav then turned to look at the hall. It was hard to tell that this space was having a raging party only a little over an hour ago. The place looked spotless and was now replenished with fresh flowers and décor.

Arnav saw that the seating area for the mehndi was complete, the table holding little favors for the guests was also set up. Tomorrow, the candles will need to be burned to add the romantic ambiance Anjali likes so much and the food table will be full again with delicacies.

Arnav saw that there was one box of decorations that was no longer needed sitting on the floor. He slipped off the kurta he was wearing and tossed it to the side. Working tirelessly for hours, Arnav couldn't stand being in that heavy material anymore. Wearing only his pants, Arnav walked over to the box to make sure everything inside was no longer needed.

Arnav looked up when the lights in the hall dimmed. He looked around and saw that he was completely alone. Arnav walked to the middle of the hall, looking around the room, a curious frown adorning his handsome face.

A soft tune then started to play. Arnav turned to the gramophone and his jaw dropped. There stood Khushi, in a sultry two-piece outfit. The black genie pants hugged her slim waist, the sparkle in them soft, only catching the light as she walked over to him. Her tight blouse curved over her breasts, leaving her waist completely bare. She kept her hair loose, the strands flirting around her beautiful face, because she knew exactly what her lose hair did to Arnav.

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