Gauri got off the car. Relieved. She didn't know what it was that seemed so out of place. Rudra constant cheekiness or Omkara's sudden weird acts (he was more focused on her sitting beside him than on the road which freaked the hell out of her, not just because Om was staring but also because she was sure he was gonna crash the bloody car)

Maybe it was both, she decided.

"Both the Oberoi's have gone mad," she muttered under her breath.

"Did you say anything?" Rudra asked with his signature smirk on his face.

"Did I?"

"Yeah I herd you say something about Oberois,"

"Yeah, I was saying that Oberois are such show offs," Gauri replied in sass coated voice glancing at the huge Oberoi mansion decorated heavily but professionally with pink lilies, white roses and fairy lights. And it was not that. About 50 men dressed in suites were standing in two rows, on either sides with flowers, tilak, drums, saxophone and gifts.

"It's not show off babe. We just love to flaunt what we have. And I promise, for our wedding we will have even bigger arrangements," Rudra winked at his lady love who blushed like a teenage girl. Apparently the idea of perfect fairytale wedding and perfect married life thrilled Gauri so much. Her heart was still like that of a little girl who dreamed about her Prince Charming and her own castle. Maybe this innocence of hers was what made him fall so hard for her.

"Dream on lover boy!" Gauri stuck her tongue out to him and ran away to catch up with her newly married sister, leaving behind Rudra, chuckle at her soon to be fiance.

Anika kicked the kalash gently with her foot completing the grah Pravesh ceremony and before she could take her first step into her house, Romantic singh Oberoi picked up her wife into his arms in bridal style making and stepped inside making everyone go aww.

Her Di and jiju were such a couple goals. She wondered if Rudra will be same as he was now after their wedding? Would he pick her up in his arms too and carry her inside. She was lost in her own thoughts when she felt a hand held securely in another's as she entered into the mansion.

"Ru-"

She felt fireworks exploding in every cell of her body.

"-Oh, Om," she whispered looking to her side.

Omkara's smile turned into frown as he herd those words.

Oh, Om..

"Why? Were you expecting someone else?" Omkara asked, not even bothering to hide the annoyance in his husky voice.

"N-No..you just startled me that all," she replied, curling her toes in her jutees.

He was still holding her hand as if leaving it would take away his life. That's what his touch always felt like. Not desperate or lusty and definitely not bad.

It felt needy.

Like a child who wouldn't leave his mother's hand in a crowded place, afraid that he will loose her. And she was able to come to this conclusion because no matter how much Gauri would deny it, Om was fond of touching her. Sometimes it would be just brush of fingers when she would bring him her special coffee, or caress of cheek when he would push back that annoying strand of hair while they would be engrossed in talks and sometimes, the rarest ones, simply holding of hands- initiated by him always.

"Gauri!" Someone yelled her name, breaking Gauri out of the eye lock she didn't even realised she was caught into.

Omkara let go of her hand with the rare OSO smile on his lips and she ran towards the source of voice.

***
Her sister was the luckiest bride.

Anika was literally glowing with happiness while playing games with everyone sitting around, mostly hooting for her and a few for Shivay. They were playing the game of finding ring in a blow filled partially with milk.

That was when Gauri remembered that she had to call her parents and tell them that they have reached safely.

She fished for her phone in her purse but nothing was in it except some money and her favourite orange toffees. She frowned realising he kept it in her bag which was upstairs in her room.

She excused her self and dragged her feet through the stairs to the first floor and was strolling mindlessly through the long corridors when a hand grabbed hers and she was pulled in one of the spare room. It all happened in a spur. Like in a fraction of second, so fast that Gauri didn't even realise what was happening until she was in the room, against the wall with a hand clasped against her mouth.

The room was dark, pitch black. So it was justified why she couldn't see the face of her captive.

Was she scared? No.

Was she terrified? Hell yes.

Her heart was already bungie jumping in her poor little chest, her stomach tight into tight knots and mind numb.

All the thrillers and horror movies Gauri had ever watched in her life, which were quite many started flashing in her mind, making her believe that she was soon gonna get murdered by this intruder than maybe dumped somewhere in this huge mansion and would be found after a long long time when everyone would realise their was girl by name Gauri Kumari Sharma.

Her eyes began to get teary and lips tremble. She was just milliseconds away from breaking into sobs when the strangest thing happened. Intruder's hot breath which was earlier directed on her neck felt to go down and down and down until she could feel it hovering over her lower stomach. Then she felt his cold finger tips against her right foot. The intruder gently paced her right feet over his right angled bent knee and Gauri could feel something metallic against her ankle. It was when she intruder placed her foot back on the floor and something familiar jingled, she realised it was her lost payel.

Intruder's hot breath was again on her neck, infact really close to her ear.

"Meet me on the terrace at 11," he breathed before going away. Not said but breathed. That's why she couldn't make out the voice. But it was needed either.

Gauri could still feel the after effect of firework bursting through every f**king cell of her body after the whole thing, followed by tingling sensation creeping up her spine. And only one guy could do that to her..

***

Rudra was impatiently moving too and fro outside her mother's room like a frenzy pendulum. He was already beginning to feel nauseated.

"You can do this Rudy! You can do this! You can do this! You can do this! Just man up and talk to your mother," Rudra tries to talk himself into building up some courage to knock, go into his mother's room and tell her that he loved Gauri and wanted to marry her.

"Why am I even getting so worked up? It would be just a small talk nothing much. It so simple,"

He ran his hand through his hair then rubbed off the tiny beads of sweat over his forehead in the month of October.

"I can do-"

Suddenly Jhanvi's gate burst open revealing every anger Jhanvi singh Oberoi.

"Rudra it's almost 11 and some of us are trying to sleep here," she scolded.

"Mom, I wanna talk to you," Rudra said urgently.

"Rudra it's really late, can't it wait?" Jhanvi replied, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"No mom it can't. It very very urgent," Rudra said impatiently.

Jhanvi sighed and told her son to get inside who grinned before kissing her on her cheek and thanking her.

"Now tell me what is it?"

"I-It's about a girl,"

Jhanvi was amazed at how her son won't look directly into her eyes but at the floor, shyly.

"At you telling me that my Casanova son is finally serious about some girl? Keep talking..I am interested.." Jhanvi replied with a smirk.

"Mom..it's not just some girl. I think I love her..no, i do love her,"

Jhanvi couldn't help but grin at her youngest son.

"Who is she Rudra?"

"Mom you already know and love her," Rudra replied with smile.

Jhanvi's smile widen.

"Mom it's Gauri,"

Though Rudra had expected her mom to be thrilled about news but not so much as so start jumping and run to hug him.

"And oh my god Rudra, you have no idea how happy you have made me! I always wanted Gauri to be my daughter in law. She is such a doll. Infact I was thinking of going to the Sharma's after sometime for Gauri and Om rishta..but..now if you already love her and she loves you too then it's even better!" Jhanvi said excitedly.

"Mom she loves me too,"

"I am so happy for both! Tomorrow I'll announce both of your engagement before the media, after Anika's muh dikhayi," Jhanvi replied before grabbing her phone. She had so much to do and so little time..

Rudra grinned. Everything was going perfect.

***
At 11:15 Gauri was at the terrace, cold and nervous. It was Omkara, she was sure but why he was doing it, she had no idea.

Since the beginning he had been so different. That's the only adjective she couldn't think of him. Though handsome, tall, poetic, artistic were also in the the line but much after different.

It was something about his behaviour, in simple words..there were just two shades of his personality- either black or white. There was no grey in his life.

And Gauri had just seen the white side.

Suddenly the darkness of the terrace disappeared and it was illuminated by pink fairy lights decorated all around. In the middle of the terrace was a table with a bottle of wine, two glasses, two plates and lots of candles and a pair of chair.

Over all it was beautiful, no- breathtaking.

And then came Om, his hands pushed inside his pockets, his long hair cascading down her shoulders and that dazzling smile on his face.

He walked to her, happy and proud at how he made her awestruck and stopped before her.

"O-Om," Gauri stuttered but was silenced by Omkara's index finger.

"Shh..let me speak today Gauri."
He whispered.

"Gauri, I..I mean you. No, I mean us- I mean we..no you, shit! f**k! I am making no sense am I? I prepared so hard but now I am screwing up everything," Omkara rubbed the back of his head as he chucked at himself nervously.

"But they say, actions speaks louder than words..so I-I think I should just show it to you,"

He grinned before grabbing Gauri by her tiny waist and pulling her close to him, slamming her body to his. He grabbed her chin and pulled it up to make her look into his dark eyes.

"Can you listen to it Gauri?"

"W-what?"

"The drumming. My heart, look what you do to me Gauri..how you f**k me up just be breathing in the same air as me," he whispered into her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

He pulled back creating some distance between them then held her by her face.

"Gauri, your voice is my favourite sound, you are my spark in the darkness. G-Gauri you have painted me with all the colours I didn't even know existed, where the world left me grey. Gauri you are everything I want or ever need..I love you," he poured his heart out as he closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against her.

His eyes opened abruptly when he heard hushed sobs.

It was Gauri.

Hot tears where rolling down her cheeks, setting his heart on fire.

She pushed him away slightly and stood still, her fingers curled into knuckle whitning fist.

"No..you can't love me Om." She muttered.

Omkara smiled innocently.

"I know Gauri, you are shocked. I never though I would fall in love with you either. But see, here in am madly in love with you. You complete me Gauri," he relied with a smile and stepped closer to her but she took twice the steps back.

"No Om, I didn't mean that way. I am sorry but you can't love me..I-I can't love you,"

Omkara's smile turned into an angry frown.

"Why? Why can't you love me Gauri?" He asked, trying to keep his voice as steady as possible but it was almost impossible for him when he wanted to break the next thing he sees.

"Because I love someone else..I love Rudra. I-I am sorry Om..I am sorry,"

Gauri started crying. Omkara was her best friend and she hated to break his heart.

Omkara let out a laugh..not his usual beautiful one which would tickle Gauri, but a menacing one. His eyes, all dark.

He walked to her like the beast to his prey.

"Sorry? Your are sorry Gauri? So f**king fantastic! Here I poured my heart out to you and you are f**king sorry!" He yelled, making her flinch.

Omkara grabbed her hand and pulled her body to him.

"So tell me Gauri, what is it in my brother that I don't have? Tell me!?" He spat venom.

"Om, please try to understand. It's not really in my hand..I love Rudra..I am sorry..please," she managed to say between his sobs.

Frankly, she was afraid to look into his eyes. They were dark. As dark as black holes.

"No, no, no! I don't understand Gauri! I don't! All I understand is that you are suppose to be mine! Why can't you see it Gauri? We are perfect together! We are suppose to be.You are suppose to be mine." He loud voice and menacing look scared Gauri but it almost made her furious.

So she pushed him back, with force.

"No Om, I am not yours or anyone else's. and I love Rudra. You have to accept it. I guess we are quite clear here. I am leaving," she turned turned in her heels and was about to leave.

"Well I think we are not quite finished here Gauri," Omkara spoke.

Gauri turned back too see menacing smirk that would put Satan to shame on his face.

"You really love you sister don't you Gauri?"

Gauri eyes squinted.

"What if her husband leaves her just after the day of her wedding?-"

Gauri's eyes widen.

"-after being accused of adultery?" He smirked.

"No, you won't..no Omkara please," Gauri's lips tremble as she spoke.

"Of course I can Gauri. I am Omkara singh Oberoi..I can do anything,"

"Om, please don't do it. Please," Gauri cried.

Omkara stepped closer and rubbed her tears by his thumb.

"You are forcing me to it do.."
He whispered.

"Please Om, I'll do anything. Just please don't do anything to Anika Di,"
Gauri said in broken voice.

"I won't..just do as I say and everything will be perfect,"

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