Chapter Twenty Three

Arnav entered the main hall and giving Khushi another spank, he set her back down on her feet. Khushi, absolutely flustered, frowned at Arnav before turning around to see the lawyer waiting. If it was anyone else in her spot, they would have been embarrassed. As for Khushi, like her husband, she just didn't give a damn.

"Ms. Khushi Kumari Gupta," the lawyer asked.

From the corner of her eyes, Khushi noticed the girls. "It's Mrs. Khushi Singh Raizada."

"Yes, yes, of course, apologies..."

The girls rolled their eyes but Khushi could care less.

"...however, at the time your father created his will, you were still Khushi Kumari Gupta."

Now this caught all of the girls' attention.

"My father's will?"

Khushi glanced from Arnav to the lawyer. Arnav gestured for the lawyer to follow him and they went into his study. Arnav had Khushi sit in his seat while he stood beside her, the lawyer sitting across. He could see the whores trying to poke their heads through the door, but he could care any less.

"You were saying," Arnav said.

"Yes; you see Mrs. Raizada, back when your father still had his company, he had created his will. In it, he said everything he owned would go to you, all of it under your name."

Khushi was shocked. "All under my name? But... but what does it matter now, my father lost all of his money?"

"True, he did. However, for you, he had set aside 500 million dollars for you."

"Fi-!"

Arnav and Khushi knew it was one of the whores but they ignored them.

The lawyer cleared his throat. "Um, he made sure that no matter what happened that money stayed untouched and waiting for you until he passed. Unfortunately, no one knew where he was, when he passed, nor where you were all these years until Mr. Raizada here made it known."

Khushi looked up at Arnav, who had his arms crossed.

The lawyer picked up his briefcase and placed it on his lap. "It's a savings account," he said as he opened it. "So over the years, interest has accrued, so the value has gone up. It's about one billion dollars now."

"One-!"

Again it was one of the whores, but they were ignored.

The lawyer placed some papers on the desk and gave it to Khushi. "This is a copy of your fathers will for you to look at. When you have the chance, please come down to the Provenance Bank so we can further discuss the matters."

"Um, yes, of course."

With that, the lawyer stood up and took his leave. The girls moved out of the way to let the lawyer leave then peered back around the door.

Khushi still couldn't believe what she had heard. Her? Come into all of that money? It was absolutely unbelievable.

Arnav leaned against his desk. "Talk to me wifey."

"I... I...."

"Uh oh. Looks like wifey is broken," Arnav frowned with a tilt of his head.

Khushi shook her head. "No, no... just... I don't know," she sighed. "My head is a blur. I mean its not that I care about the money but... holy shit!"

Arnav couldn't help himself but to grin.

"Looks like my father did some things right in his life."

"That he did. Starting..." Arnav picked her up and placed her on his desk, placing himself in between her legs. "...with you."

Khushi smiled softly, looking down. "I just... honestly what do I even do with it?"

"Not anything now, not necessarily. When you want to use it, you can. Every other time, I'll be spoiling you."

Khushi arched her eyebrow. "Spoiling me? Spoiling me how? By buying me more lingerie so that you can just rip them off," she teased.

"Hey, it's a fun game," he admonished, and Khushi laughed.

For a moment, Khushi gazed at him.

"You're staring wife."

Khushi smiled softly. "Do you love me?"

"I do."

"I love you."

"I know."

With a chuckle, Khushi wrapped her arms around Arnav's neck and kissed him. She slowly laid back on the desk and let her husband take her away from this world.

Meanwhile, the second the girls saw where things were turning, they left and went upstairs to their room, not wanting to see Khushi entangled with Arnav.

"Un-fucking-believeable," Seema exclaimed as they entered. "How the fuck does she get all that money."

"It just goes to show we know nothing about her," Payal said.

"Fuck that! Who the fuck cares!"

"Well that lawyer did," Sheetal said. "And guess what, being her just got her one billion dollars!"

Seema tossed her arms up. "Fuck!!!!"

She went towards the window and stared outside, her arms crossed. With everything that was happening, she was simply not okay with it.

I won't spare you Khushi.