Shivaay entered the room expecting Anika to be asleep. They just couldn't find time for themselves. He wasn't complaining but he was growing restless. With whatever had happened between the two in past few days he was still unsure of what Anika felt. But it was nice that she was actively spending time with the others. She was happy. That was all he wanted. 

He entered quietly, the lights were dimmed. He assumed she had already slept. He walked into the washroom and changed himself for the night. Setting his alarm he kept the phone on the side table. He got into the bed thinking about the deal. He was glad that the deal was turning out on his conditions. 

"What took you so long?" Came her muffled voice.

He looked aside. "You are awake."

"I was waiting." She said softly.

He smiled, and switched on the soft golden light lamp beside the bed. She looked so breathtakingly beautiful with that selective light falling on her face. Her eyes were closed. 

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Anika didn't respond. She did not know how to. Every time the word waiting or sorry came up she was left riled up. He traced his finger on her cheeks. She smiled as though a natural response. "You look beautiful!" He whispered. She shot her eyes open. " If you came. a little earlier, I would have looked sexy as well."

He chuckled very well understanding what she meant. "You always look sexy!" She opened her eyes and he looked at her. He inched downwards while she took her hand out from under the blanket and reached his face. He have a light kiss on her lips. "Sleep Anika, goodnight!"

"What?" She blinked baffled.

"I know you are sleepy. " he said pulling his side of the same duvet.

She couldn't help but smile. He knew her too well. She did not know less. She knew he was craving for her. She was  adamant to give him what he wanted. She turned him down climbing on top of him. "Sure Mr. Oberoi ?"

He grinned. Gently tucking her cascading locks behind her ear. "Anika. Don't spoil me."

"So you have kept that right solely with you. Right of spoiling me?"

He chuckled, hugging her. He liked her weight over him. She had lost a good few pounds. "How was your day?"

"Oh it was amazing, a little tiring. But Raunak's smile drives away all the tiredness." She said loving the feeling of being crushed into his arms.

He smiled. "That boy. I am jealous. He gets so much attention, especially from you. I used to be the center of attraction so far. But yesterday mom was also ignoring me and talking about him."

She laughed. "Grow up Shivaay."

"If that means less of your love. I ain't growing up."

She pulled her head away from his chest and let her eyes lock with his. "There will never be less!" This was one thing that she had learnt. She could only love him more with time never less. 

"Anika..." 

"Hmm.." She said her eyes closed, still lying over him.

"Nothing." He said simply hugging her. 

"Should I get off?" She asked softly. Trying to figure out what was on his mind.

"No. I like it." 

She smiled. "Tell me what you don't like."

"Your tears!" He said spontaneously.

She opened her eyes slowly. Her hug got tighter. He responded in the same manner. 

"You okay?"

"Yes." 

He smiled stroking hair. " Does it hurt still...my presence? "

"No!" She said quickly kissing his forehead. "It never did!" 

"I am sorry!" He said in a soft voice. She sighed, knowing he would have moist eyes. She did as well. She sat up straight on bed suddenly. 

"What?"

"Get up."

"What?" This time it was bewilderment along with bafflement.

"Sit up straight."

"Anika what's –" he sat up. "What?"

She held his hand between hers. "Let's make a promise. We won't ever talk about this again." 

He looked at her. It only meant it still bothered her. She still wasn't able to settle that issue. He gulped.

He was torn between two options he saw. One to make the promise other to not. He knew if he made one he'd break it. Because if something still was left unsettled he'd rather settle it than simply not talk about it. If he did not make one, he feared they would go back yo the same point again. He did not want her to move away from him any way– physical, emotional or mental. 

"That's a part of our life Anika. We can't say we won't talk about it. I understand, for you, it was terrible. It was for me as well. But that phase taught me a lot Anika. It made me realize how important you were to me. It made me realize how well you complete me. It made me understand your significance in my life. It taught me how to make you my strength. I know I might sound selfish but, for me, even that phase is as important as others. None of the chapters of our life are ever going to be pointless Anika. "

She was in tears at his unexpected confession. Somewhere deep down was growing the weed of guilt in her heart. She felt terrible every time he confessed. She had began doubting her own understanding about herself. The worst of all was it made her question the depth of her love for him. Or at least it used to. But no longer so. Somehow now there was no doubt. She knew she loved him more than herself. Even if loving him meant breaking herself–she'd do it happily. But the guilt wasn't doing well. Maybe she was over thinking. 

"Anika please don't cry. I did not.."

"I know. " she said leaning onto him.

He hugged her. "I am sorry."

"Shivaay I swear if you don't stop saying that, I will...I will...I will...shift into the guest room for one month!"

He began laughing. "Then I will shift there too!" 

"Ahh..the point is."

"That you don't like the sorry. I understand your Highness. Let's do a deal." he spoke his eyes gleaming.

"Deal?"

"Yes. Every time I want to say a sorry, I will.." he kissed her lips.

She blushed, pulling apart.

"And ...if I still ....do say it. Then I will accept whatever punishment you give!" He winked.

She punched him. 

"God, Anika, your punch hurts. Don't okay, I will report you. Domestic Violence. Wife punches husband unnecessarily all the time."

"Really?" She said seductively, pushing him down and straddling him. 

"Anika!" he exclaimed with his eyebrows rising.

"Shivaay!" She repeated his tone. Slowly moving her hands over his black vest.

"Ahh I thought we were going to sleep." He teased with a coy smile on his face.

"No. You said a sorry, so I have to punish you!" Anika tried not to blush while saying it. She could never play bold. 

"Trying to play bold huh?" He said amusement evident a she slipped his hand below his head looking up at her. She knew she was losing this. But wasn't going to give up. She would play till where she could.

"You drove my sleep away!" She winked. 

She immediately smashed her lips on his, on purpose moving her pelvic and legs against his body. 

Shivaay immediately turned their positions. "I love the bold you, but between you and me on bed, its still me before you!" He said huskily biting her lips. 

She groaned. "Not that hard!" She complained.

He sheepishly looked at her and then softly kissed her lips. He felt her smile against his mouth. Soon the steadiness was lost as she began responding fervently to his kiss. He sat up struggling to breathe. They had taken the kiss too long. She was breathing heavily. Her chest rising and falling. He stared at her he hadn't noticed her deep violet sleeveless top and white cotton shorts she wore. Damn! She was sexy. He took of that top and bent over her. There she blushed. He placed her hand on his vest. Her fingers trembled but slowly she raised it and he smiled. He had to yet teach her to be bold enough. But he couldn't deny, when she craved, she was at her bold best. 

Getting rid off her shorts he straddled her. She was already moaning as his hands fondled her soft round mounds. She pulled his head down to her right mound. He obliged.

 "Aaaahh!" She moaned, as his greedy mouth pleasured her. Her legs wrapped around him. 

"Shivaay..." She moaned his name this time. He couldn't help but stare at her. Her arched body, hot skin,  closed eyes, wet lips, and dark hair spread all over the white pillow. She was a piece of art.  He began kissing her navel and moved downwards. She trembled and then stiffened. She immediately whispered his name uncertainty laced in her voice.

He understood, letting his lips go back north. Getting rid of his remaining clothes he gripped her thighs pushing them backwards into her abdomen and entered her making her moan. He kept to the rhythm, shutting his eyes and zoning into a world that was just theirs. She moaned his name as she peaked, it was like the echo from the highest peak. He reached her soon enough. He fell beside her breathing audibly. She turned to his side and kissed his chest. 'Love you' was what he heard before drifting to slumber. His embrace, was where she was when sleep took over.

Anami!