Story 1

Chapter 5

Everyone was very happy, at home. I liked it. I had already become a part of the Oberoi family. They were my family now. Never thought things would change so fast. But, they did and it was all beautiful.

More beautiful was his sudden interest in looking up to see my reactions and the gleam in his eyes when he was listening to what I said. This man would never take things ahead. The childish predicament of leaving subtle hints that I had started, I decided to continue. I was humming to myself and preparing the bed. As I turned back to walk to the cupboard I collided with him. He was so engrossed in his phone. I looked at him and then at his fallen phone. Picking it up quickly I handed it him, "I am sorry!" I hoped he wouldn't be mad at me for it.

"It's okay. That was my mistake. You like that word. ? Sorry?"

I giggled, "nah!" 

He chuckled in response. I realised my hand was still on his forearm. I pulled back,cautiously staring into his eyes. Was I imagining? Or did he actually look down...at my lips? Imagining I assumed. Smiling I went to change. As I dressed up in loose pajamas and a sleeveles t-shirt, I prepared myself to talk to him.

He was sitting leaning on the backrest of the bed. I sat on my side of the bed clearing my throat. He looked up at me. Did I really over think or was his gaze at me different now? I was baffled. There was much more in his look than I saw. His look was like the one that said- come closer and I would kiss you endless. Maybe it was just my imagination. Oh mind growing wild. Were my hormones alright? Was all this a side effect of sharing the bed, room, car and everything with a handsome man? Whatever. Focus on subject. Yes.

"Shivaay, I wanted to ask about the dress code. I mean sounds weird but, I can't wear saree to work and as much as I have learnt, clearly the family won't want me to dress up in pencil skirt to office." he shifted  and sat up straight pulling the duvet closer to his abs. I continued, "so..

" Anika, yes for the latter, and our company has always had rules. " he said.

"But. Wearing pencil skirts and tight fitting shirts is okay then why not jeans and kurti. I mean if concern is to maintain a healthy decent professional environment then the latter should be allowed if former is." He looked rather bewildered." Do I sound weird?" I asked.

"No." He smiled.

"Alright you wear that, I will make sure that's added to the list. But keep it formal not --umm, loud."

"Fine."  Did he mean my dressing was loud? No. It was sassy and colorful. Pulling the duvet, I leaned back, sinking on to the mattress.

"Anika..."

"Huh." I looked up at him.

"You look nice in the saree!" I blinked. Did I hear what I just heard? Was he complimenting me? Wait. Did -he mean I did not look nice otherwise? Before I could even think of a good reply he wished a Good Night and slept after switching of  the lamp on his side of the bed.

* * *

There were three days before I joined as the manager of the accounts section. There was no need to go to the office either. That morning I decided to help Maa out. She also wanted me to stay home until I joined officially. I hadn't a chance of being close with her . But she was a wonderful woman. She owned an NGO and whenever she was free, she was working out that things for the betterment. That morning I wore jeans and kurti. It felt like ages I had worn that. Maa was quite okay with it. In fact she had so many stories to tell me about when she cane newly married. 

"Anika, " she said, I was sure something was coming.

"Yes, Maa." I said as I kneaded the dough.

"You and Shivaay are working things out right, I mean -no problem right?" I smiled and nodded looking at the dough. Why did I think there was much more than what she said? Anyways. 

He looked at me when he came down. Surprise evident on his face. Of course, I was up before him and all ready. As his eyes cascaded down his smile disappeared. I knew it was my clothes that irked him. Whatever.  I wasn't going to dress in those pastel and black, grey shades. Not at home, at least. 

For a change I served the food to everyone. It was when I bent a little to his side to fill his plate, when his scent hit me. Damn! Everything about him had to be charming.  I was in for a surprise when I saw his fingers close in a fist and then I realised the tips of my hair were kissing his ear. Immediately, I flicked them behind. Suddenly a mad urge got into me and I titled so that my hair was back to kissing his ears. Eating up my smile, I settled on my chair. Few minutes later when I looked back at him, I found him staring at me. I looked down unable to keep looking into those eyes. Gosh! This feeling was fluttery and ticklish. 

He was slightly disappointed as Maa, told him about our plans for the day. He immediately asked, why I wasn't coming. He seemed to have forgotten that my official term began in three days. He looked slightly off. But, I was so enjoying this. 

I smiled and waved as he looked at me before leaving. "Have a nice day." He smiled cordially and drove off. Once he was gone, I laughed my heart out. This man was a bundle of cuteness.

* * *

He grabbed me and pinning me to the wall brought his lips in contact with mine. I was in a senseless daze. I did not know what was happening save the fact that I felt like clay in his hands. His rough hand moved down caressing every bit, while his other held my two up. I moaned his name as his body pressed into mine. Soon his tongue entered my mouth and I was lost. Lost in a taste I absolutely had no clue, I loved.

I was so engrossed into the novel that I hadn't realised when be came in or when he was standing before me sans his coat looking at me amused.

I could feel the color on my cheeks as I looked up from the book. I noticed his eyes on the book's cover. I slammed it against the bed. Bad thinking for now his eyes dazzled. I rolled my eye balls down and cursed myself for being such an absentminded lady. I sat up straight at once, looking around. How was he so early ? 

"Hi!"

"Hi!" He smiled. "Busy?" 

"No." 

"You were too engrossed. So interesting?" He cocked up a brow with a smirk forming on his face. Woah. The gentleman was teasing me? No. Perhaps that was just inquiring. 

"Ahh..no..ahh..I .." I honestly did not know what to say. "How was your day?" 

"Great." Replied he, walking to the desk and there my eyes fell on those bunch of roses. My lips curved into a smile as though on automatic.

"For you."

"I know." I smiled getting off the bed and taking them. Shoot! What did I say? Oh, no!

Wait. Did he carry them all the way from the car to the room? That means surely he must have been noticed by others. Shit! What would they be thinking? Oh they would all give me those glances. 

"You carried them from car to here?" I blurted.

"Couldn't courier, could I?" He remarked amused.

"Did anyone see you?" 

He blinked. "Yeah, I ain't invisible, am I" He smeed to be in a humorous mood today and panic rocked me. Well, he was certainly not invisible but  much more visible. "You shouldn't have. What will the others think?" I stated glancing down at the pretty flowers.

"What!"

"I mean." I was out of words. I couldn't explain. As I bit my lips wondering the reactions , he smiled and placed his hands on my shoulders turning me to him. "Relax. I did nothing wrong. Getting flowers for you isn't wrong. You are my wife."

I hadn't wanted to grin right in front of him. But I did just that. But soon I was blushing. I wouldn't have known if he hadn't whispered that into my ears. "You look, more adorable when you blush."

Anyone with thoughts? Someone please give me Shivaay's PoV!🙈

Waiting..

-Anami!