[ Shivaay's POV ]

I slowly sipped the black coffee as I sat reading the Wall Street Journal. She would be down any minute. The kiss had left me wanting for more. It had created the sparks to intimacy. She was a sinful tease. How I wished it was her mouth, I was relishing and not the black coffee I had loved for years now.

Her voice fell into my ears as she greeted each of the family members. I looked up to find her hugging my mom. She never hugged me like that!

The next important thing was she was dressed in that gracious formal sarree. Minimal make up and her straight hair left open. I smiled at her as she settled in the chair beside mine. 

I looked towards Omkara, as we spoke about the Goa trip. Mom asked him to show pictures. At once he unlocked his phone, extending his phone when he suddenly pulled back. I chuckled silently looking down, Anika caught that and looked bewildered. I made a straight face and focused on the food in my plate. Mom was questioning Om, while Om's hand vibrated as he hid the screen. "I need to make an urgent...call...I forgot...I will be back. " he said hurriedly getting up. He left after giving me a glare. I had a little while back asked for his phone to check the market. Well I hadn't exactly done that, but had taken revenge instead.

* * *

(Anika's POV)

I wondered whether Is should ask him. I was sure he had laughed when poor Om, looked terrified. I had caught a glimpse of his wallpaper. It was of him and Gauri kissing. Though I had remained silent about it, but now I really wanted to know.

"You did that?" I asked him, as he steered the wheel to take the left.

"What?"

"The prank on Om?"

"You, you came to know."

"Caught a glimpse of his screen and your mirth!" Said I amused. He played pranks as well. The gentleman had an amusing side to him as well.

"Yeah!" He laughed. "Serves him well."

"What did he do?" I asked out of curiosity.

"He.." He started, then said abruptly, "Let it be between brothers." He winked. Haww! He winked too! This man was a surprise. One by one his new colors were emerging. 

The car had reached our favorite signal. But I was so lost in my head's musings that I did not realise. I was knocked out of my thoughts with the knock on the window. There she stood the sleek shy girl with her evergreen smile. "Good day!" She said handing me the bouquet of flowers. I smiled. From a bunch to a bouquet. I looked at him, he was smiling widely. My own lips curved up. There was a note. Interesting.

"Have an amazing first day! Good luck with the new job!" It read.

I looked at him. "You could say that to me also."

He smiled looking aside and then focussed back on the road.

Once the car came to a hault, he looked at me. "Excited or nervous?"

"Both." I said taking a deep breath. Accounts manager at the Oberoi Industries. That was big. 

"You look very pretty!"

"You noticed?" I was so happy, he did. I had considered his opinion over mine. 

"Of course."

I blushed despite not wanting to. "Then.."

"Hmm." He sighed.

"Okay then meet you at lunch?"

"Sounds good."

"Have a nice day, I said turning to the door.

" you too." I looked back and smiled. He made no move to get out of the vehicle. Even I didn't want to. 

"Shivaay?" 

"Huh"

"Bye." Can we kiss? A small good bye kiss? We would be three buildings away! Plus, it was my first day!

"Hmm." Wow, what a reply to my bye.

"Anika!" His voice made me still. I shut the car door, that I had opened slightly.

"Hmm..?"

"Is this where we kiss?" He asked looking at me. Kill me already couldn't he make this less awkward by just pulling me and slamming his lips on mine?

"Is that the way, you ask for one?"

"I...don't... Know?"

"I am your wife. Claim it, of you want it." I tur ed to leave. As my heart wished, he pulled me back and more to his side. Cupping my face from both his hands he hungrily guzzled my lips. The bouquet fell on my lap as I held his hands kissing him back. 

I pulled back to breathe, he looked at me. Before I could even blink, his one hand traveled to the back of my neck and other to my cheek, leaning more to my side, he tilted my face and captured my lip again. I was startled. His fingertips on my neck. This moment was intensifying. Oh, dear!

He bit my lips when I did not open them to him. O loved the feeling of his lips on mine. "Aah!" I yelped and he entered his tongue into my mouth. This man was a fireball. I was melting. I was almost close to breathless, tugging at his hand to let him know. He broke apart inhaling loudly. Leaning back on his seat,he exhaled. I looked away at the rearview mirror. I rubbed, the side of my lips, my lipstick was smeared. I looked at him. I loved how he was still in a little daze. I leaned over to his side, and rubbed the lipstick of his lips. "Anika!" His voice seemed drugged and desperate. I pulled my hand away. Oh this new intimacy. 

He took the tissue and helped himself. He looked at me in a way I couldn't even describe. I quickly got out before the awkwardness went off and we were turned on to our desires again.

"Call me if you any problem!" He said and I smiled. "Thank You!" I started walking in the opposite direction. Towards the building that housed the Accounts Department. Oh. The new job could got to hell. I wanted to stay with him!

As I took a few steps ahead. Nervousness grew over. What if I did not perform well? What if the seniors hated me? What if the coworkers were arrogant people? Would I fit well? Mom and dad had been on group chat throughout the drive back he previous day to tell me to fretting. I just gave into over thinking at times. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath turning and marched to him. He was baffled to see me obstruct his path. "All okay?"/he asked concerned and confused.

" I ...am unsure.. I need a hug!"

No sooner than I had said it then he wrapped his arms around me. I took deep breaths. I missed dad. He would always give me that reassuring hug. 

He slowly ran his hand up and down my back. "Relax. Walk in like you own the place. Because, Mrs Shivaay Singh Oberoi. You do!" He whispered into my ears.

A wide smile made it's way up my face. "Thanks."

"You are crying?" He asked. Shit, ddi he see those tears in my eyes. 

"No now I am okay.Thanks, bye!" I hurried away. Submitting to my temptation I turned behind. He stood there still smiling, and waved his hand. 

* * *

It had been three days. Work was excellent, tiring though. The company had too many rules and procedures. Nevertheless, I was slowly beginning to settle. Juniors were nice. There was this senior lady, I swear she hated me. She never smiled. No one really knew in the department that I was Mrs. Shivaay Singh Oberoi. I liked that. Well, one day obviously they would know. But, until the day I would enjoy this later I could enjoy the title of his Mrs. Things were slowly falling into place.

We had come home early today and had an early dinner. He entered when I was setting the bed. I smiled at him picking up the novel and keeping it back in the small cupboard. The last thing I wanted was to him to casually pick it up and red through it. 

"That's a nice book, isn't it?" I heard him say as he sat on the couch. I looked at him from the across the room. Did he read it? Of course not! Maybe he was just playing.

"Yeah." I said quietly moving to the cupboard.

"Which is your favorite scene?"  My eyes shot open and I gulped. Well the book was an intimte romance between two childhood friends who lived together and were to get married. 

"None. " I said simply, hurriedly keeping the clothes and preparing for the night shower. 

He chuckled. 

"What?" I frowned.

"Nothing."

Blinking, I walked hurriedly to the washroom. Was he playing along or had he really red the book? He had seen me a couple of times with the book. Oh, my complicated gentleman husband!

This part got little longer than usual, so epilogue next.

-Anami!