"You only have one earring Annika!" That was the first thing Shivaay said. All her act of ignorance was for no good. She was miffed! She squinted her eyes, and tried walking off. Shivaay pulled her to him. He moved close to her, and Annika's eyes widened. Literally half the immediate friends and family were around and he was here doing inappropriate things. She felt his breath on her shoulders, that sent chills down her spine. Every muscle in her tensed as the environment turned airless for her. She felt something on her ear. And she realized Shivaay wasn't next to her anymore. She touched her ears and felt her earring. She looked at Shivaay who walked away with a smirk. She chuckled, he was after all Shivaay Singh Oberoi!

Shivaay was insanely tantalized. Annika was driving him crazy. Her smooth honey like skin made him want to touch her. Her exposed shoulders were calling him to kiss them crazy. And when she was ignoring him, he had a crazy urge to sought after her. But he didn't do that, he wouldn't give her what she wanted of course.

"I can't wait to see the boy Annika wanted to get married to!" Pinky's voice confused him. Wasn't it him that she is marrying? He was even more confused when the older members of the family burst out laughing. "OH MY GOD! Let that go already!" Annika came and stood beside him. "He was just a tiny crush, that too 13 years ago. And we both were crazy to think we could be more than friends. I just went crazy, so spare me now." Annika pleaded and Shivaay was able to interpret they were talking about Annika's high school boyfriend. He relaxed a little. But only a little, and that was short-lived.

"You break my heart cupcake!"

Shivaay turned around and saw a well built dude, who probably had the most charming smile that made women swoon. Before he knew, he saw Annika run to him.

"Sushaaant!" Before hugging him, he saw Annika hit his chest and mumbled something. Sushant held his ears and mouthed a sorry. And Annika kissed him. Well, it was the aristocratic kiss, and Shivaay knew there was nothing romantic. But still, his blood boiled. Annika laughed, and that made him want to break every single phone in the room. He was the person that was supposed to make Annika laugh like that. Gauri and Bhavya ran to Sushant, pushed Annika and hugged him. Shivaay knew his saalis were the best ones. He heard a gasp and turned to see Om clearly disliking whatever he saw. Shivaay didn't blame him, Sushant was indeed the kind of guy that made you insecure about your girl.

Shivaay changed his expression when he saw Annika dragging Sushant to him. He absolutely disliked the way she clung to him. They were just friends Shivaay, he assured himself.
"So I finally meet 'Billu Ji'. The guy my cupcake always talks about." Shivaay clenched his fists.

"Hello, only I can call him that way." Annika immediately jumped in, noticing Shivaay's body language. Contrary to what she thought, his 'Billu Ji' didn't pique Shivaay as much as 'my cupcake' did. He felt Annika's hand hold his fist. He possessively held her hand, taking Annika by surprise. He pulled her a little close and put one arm around her waist, while he shook hands with Sushant with the other.

"Pleasure is mine. Like Annika said, I prefer Shivaay." His comment made Sushant chuckle and he nodded. Being an observant person, he knew very well that Shivaay hated him by now. The man with blue orbs was now green with jealousy. Sushant was amused at the possessiveness, this was the same man that did not want to even meet Annika until about a month ago.

Shivaay excused himself and left. Annika wondered what was wrong with him. Not seeing any signs of him, she searched around. She saw Shivaay standing in a corner with his phone. His olive green kurta complemented his milky skin. He looked like dream. She slowly walked to him and caged him to the wall.

"You?" Saying that, Shivaay looked down at his phone again. "Aren't you going to come?" She asked. She heard him mumble a 'where'.
"Aren't you going to sit with me while I put mehndi?" She was slowly losing her cool.
"Why don't you ask someone else? How about Sushant?" He asked flatly. She was now a little angry.
"It's YOU whom I'm marrying. Come!" She dragged him to the wall.

"Can I copy the design of your tattoo?" The mehendi wali asked Gauri. Her hand immediately went to the Omkar inked under her ear. She nodded.
Om looked around to the arrangements. He handed juices to the ladies and he finally stopped near Gauri. Her henna had an 'Om'.
"Can I write OM under it?" The mehendi wali asked. Both Gauri and Om looked at each other flushed. "Its his name!" Gauri said inaudibly.
"Acchha, then I should definitely write it. Since it's your boyfriend's name!" Before the either could say anything, OM was written in her hand. She refused to meet his eyes. Om placed two glasses and left, with a grin slowly forming on his face.

"Are you not going to put Mehndi?" Rudra asked finally. He saw Bhavya running around, which he first ignored (really?). But he couldn't help asking after about an hour.
"I have some errands." Bhavya did not retaliate. Her politeness and her guilty face melted Rudra's heart. She was indeed a true cancerian, hard exterior but soft inside. Rudra pulled her to the nearest mehndi wali. "Didi, put a dhansoo design for her." He glared at Bhavya before he left.

Bhavya smiled to herself. Only Rudra could be this way. He did not hate her, and that made her feel a lot better. Why, she didn't know.

Shivaay got up and left after Sushant joined the two of them. He couldn't tolerate Sushant's humor that made everyone laugh. Shivaay himself had to control his laughter.
"I have no clue why he is behaving weirdly all of a sudden!" Annika wondered out loud.
"Buddhu cupcake, he is jealous" Sushant whispered, and that made total sense to Annika. She waited impatiently till her mehendi was done. With smugness all over her face, she got up. "By the way, Sushant, you remember my assistant you spoke to once? That girl in red over there is Natasha!"

She walked down the halls and spotted Shivaay. His grim expression did something to her. She went and stood before him. Carefully, she placed her arms on his shoulders, not wanting to spoil her mehndi. Tiptoeing, she sought his lips leaving him surprised. She explored his mouth with her tongue in her full glory. That was all needed to unleash Shivaay. He snaked his arms around her waist and pulled her head closer, deepening her kiss. He was now dominating it. Annika swore she would faint with the sensation that the kiss gave her. Not liking her subdued self, his lips demanded her dominance. His grip around her tightened. She now took over, and sucked his upper lip. A soft moan escaped his mouth. They knew that if they could, they would stand there kissing each other until death.

Clang.

They broke apart and turned to the direction they heard the sound. Gauri stood there, with her eyes covered with the hand that didn't have any henna. The same hand she was carrying those plates. They were extremely flustered when they saw Om rushing behind Gauri. He mouthed a sorry and slowly took Gauri away.

"Oh my..." Annika was back into Shivaay's arms. His passionate gaze was hard to escape. "We just got caught!" Annika complained when Shivaay bended forward.
"We are official, so it doesn't matter." Shivaay mumbled as he lowered his head to her neck. His hot breath warmed her cold skin. He slowly removed her cape and placed soft kisses on her neck. His soft stubble pricked her skin a little. When he kissed a certain sensitive spot, she moaned. She couldn't move due to her henna clad hands. He continued kissing her neck, slowly yet fast enough to make her legs go mushy.
"Where is your tattoo?" He asked, not moving anywhere away. Annika wondered how would she be able to answer while being in that position.
"It was temporary. I gave Gauri... Hmmm... Company when she got hers" she let out moans. She knew that this was how she was going to die.
"I'll have to go now Annika. Can't take this for another second." He immediately moved away from her, and wandered to the garden. Wasn't she supposed to be the one who said that? She panted for air a little. Totally perspired, she stepped to the main hall. She saw Om, Gauri, Rudra, Bhavya, Mallika and Sushant giving her teasing smiles. Words did spread. She looked out the window, Shivaay was hiding his face from Siddharth who was surely pulling his leg. Seeing Shivaay, her face turned crimson.

"Finally, there is a guy who has the power to make Ms. Annika Advani blush!" Sushant exclaimed, leaving her redder than possible.