Leaving a deep sigh Shivay looked at Anika. Her expressions were straight and clear. He smiled lightly holding Anika's hand and giving it a light squeeze. Anika's eyes traversed to Shivay's hand squeezing her's and then back to his eyes. She can't loose him, she loves him a lot. She can never loose him because of her past. She was afraid of the consequences but determined to share.

"You know I trust you right, your past won't ever bother me Anika" his genuine words melted the fear her heart held and boosted up her courage.

"I need to share Shivay, please, for my sake"

He giving a light nod slowly brushed his thumb over the back of her palm. It was soothing. Once again leaving a hot breath Anika started, her part of her story.

"Ankush came into my life when we were at the second year of our Bachelors. He was a very friendly and positive guy, a person who would easily become a good friend" Anika continued. Shivay's eyes flatter, he listened carefully with his smile intact over his face.

Ankush and Anika became really close with passing time. Anika's happy go lucky nature and Ankush's positive thinking jelled ever so nicely. Visiting each other's house, and sneaking out together at nights became fun. Fortunately, they never got caught. Enjoying every bit of their friendship both these friends grew close. Their other friends teased them of being in a relationship but they kept their friendship tag, pure and intact. Anika shooed away her friends saying Ankush can never be her life partner, because her life partner criteria hold a different personality who probably do not exist. This continued until their last year, there came few misunderstanding but nothing succeeded in breaking Ankush and Anika's friendship, which many people envied of. Once Anika visited Ankush's house on his brother's marriage, as all their friends were invited. Anika was given special treatment, she seemed more like a family and without complains she carried forward that image until Ankush's brother's wedding day. Friends and them had real fun but after that, everything changed. On the farewell day Ankush took Anika over the terrace of their college building, they kept looking at each other's eyes. Anika continuously asked him, if there is any matter but Ankush stood silent. Anika kept looking and suddenly Ankush leaned forward and captured Anika's lip. She on utter shock stood numb like a mommy. Ankush after gaining his composer understood what he has done and immediately left her only to face her wrath and worst side of her. She left him, she left the city and the state. He then found Anika after much tries and constantly made tries to convince her for marriage. But she never obliged cause for her, it was friendship and nothing more, never ever ever.

Completing Anika took a sharp breath. Shivay has yet not left her hand, rather his hold grew more protective. She feared to look at those magnificent azure eyes, which initially captured her heart but gulping down the unknown pain she looked up. His calmness were still the same, no anger, no regret, nothing negative showed up to hurt Anika.

"Now let's go and get ready, you wanted to visit the city right?" he knew her fear, so deviating from the topic seemed a clever way out.

"Shivay, please say something" his indifferent behaviour hammered her heart.

"I trust you Anika. A past can never be the doorway of our future. Probably then what you did was correct and now what you are doing is also correct. Apart from everything, you are my wife and you are happy because of this relation" his words are true, yes, she is happy to be his wife.

"Thank you Shivay" saying so, she gently neared him and wrapped her hands around.

Her fears, her worries, everything vanished in thin air. His mysteriously calm arms became her home for peace. He kissed her hair and lightly caressed her back.

"Let's go missus" he tried breaking the hug but her grip grew tighter.

She nodded no. He chuckled placing his hand at the back of her head.

"You don't want me to go away?" his eyes looked at her.

Her figure remained glued to his as she again nodded no. Now he felt wet drops landing over his chest. She tried hard, she really tried hard to keep this pain of love to her but it crossed it's barrier and came out as tears. She loved this man, she loved him so very much.

"Please don't cry Mrs. Anika Singh Oberoi" he lightly pulled apart and wiped away the tears.

Her eyes glistened, she felt butterflies in her stomach as Shivay's thumb caressed the tears. Ever so softly he placed his hands at the either side of her jawline and made her to look up. She looked messy, but her glow did no decrease. He leaned closer and very tenderly kissed her forehead. For few moments his lips lingered over the kissed spot, his eyes were closed and she could feel his hot breath fanning over her hair partition. Her vermilion glowed over there.

He then slowly shifted down and placed a tender kiss over her left eye before shifting to the right. His tender touches helped those butterflies inside to fly rapidly. Her breathing fastened and she gripped Shivay's shirt, more tight than before. A peaceful romantic moment calmed her enough and her trust over herself returned.

"Now let's go, I don't want to loose any control" Shivay neared her ear and whispered softly.

Goosebumps danced over Anika's skin as Shivay's lips brushed her ear. She swiftly loosened her hold and moved apart. Blush crawled up over her cheeks and she shied to look back into his eyes, although knowing that he is still looking at her.

"Yes, let's go" hardly uttering these few words, she ran to their room and closed the door.

Leaning on the door she panted, her fingers brushed over her eyes resulting into more of her blush.

Shivay this side rubbed both his hand and smiled to himself. He loved her, her honest self the most. He remembered that scared expression when Anika described about her first unwanted kiss, she felt uncomfortable and seeing that he felt bad. But then he promised that he would never do anything wrong to hurt her. He never wanted to listen to her past. Moreover, her sudden arrival made her feelings clear to Shivay that she holds in her heart for him. Just he needs to hear it in words from her. And for that, he would do anything. Now is the time.

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Waking up to another morning Anika's eyes traversed down over Shivay's hand. His hand lied flat on her stomach, her bare skin in touch with the bare skin of Shivay's hand as the top she wore has shifted upwards created tsunami in her. Her cheeks changed colour as her eyes looked up. His face softly rested at the crook of Anika's neck. Feeling his calm and hot breaths over her nape and that stubble poking her delicate skin, her desires overpowered. He looked cute. He looked more attractive in that sleeping form. She kept looking at him. Her eyes continuously flattering in amusement. It seemed so perfect, it seemed so intimate and it seemed so correct. She smiled dropping a kiss over his hair. Much to her annoyance he shifted a little and then opened his eyes resulting into Anika's awkwardness.

"Good Morning D" he pushed her, more into him uttering lightly.

"Let me go Shivay" she tried getting up but his hand stopped her.

If she stayed more, she would definitely capture his lips. So going away came out as a good option. But her heart wanted her to remain glued to him forever, but she was shy and most importantly awkward. She once again tried but failed and chuckled. Awkwardness got replaced by blush as he naughtily held her tight. Everytime she tried getting up, she failed and he pushed her more to him cuddling like a baby. His mischievous self liked this proximity so much. Specially he feared to loose the tender feel of her skin. She tried yet again and this time she succeeded, granting him a victorious smile she softly brushed his hands.

"I wonder, how will I take care of two babies later" she in trance mumbled to herself continued caressing his arm.

"That means, you want two babies?" he got up getting the interesting topic.

"No, one would be you and the other one..." she then realised her own words and immediately hugged him tight, hiding her face in his chest.

This woman can blush anytime, over any topic. He chuckled and reciprocated back dropping a kiss over her hair. Kissing her, every now and then has become his favourite job. Her flushed face, sometimes irritated ones and then that soft red coloured blush is what treasure according to him. Her red cheeks and ear wide smile made him the most happiest.

Getting down, both got freshened up one by one. Shivay cooked breakfast as Anika had plans for lunch. She learnt a recipe from internet the day before and she wanted to prepare it. Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours. Entire kitchen of Mr. Shivay Singh Oberoi went under Anika Singh Oberoi's mercy. Fragrance coming out from the kitchen smelled delicious.

He sneaked into the kitchen to see his wife happily absorbed in her own world of cooking. She did not realise when Shivay silently went inside and stood behind her. Turning towards her recipe diary she concentrated over the last ingredients. Taking this chance Shivay softly held her from back and rested his chin over her shoulder.

"It is almost ready Bub, you go and sit over the table na" she leaned a little towards his face.

His every touch made her feel butterflies.

"This distance between us is torturing me D" he jokingly said, but his voice grew serious unknown to them.

"Not much days Shivay, we would be together after this small distanced relation of us" she kept her one hand over his.

"Please stay back" he lowered his eyes, knowing what he asked is wrong.

She loved her job, she loves Shivay as well but he is no one to ask her to choose between him and her job. He knows the value of one's job, thus, asking her to quit for him won't be the justified option ever. He would rather wait until his last breath but won't ask her to leave her job ever.

She smiled hearing the childish desire of her husband, how she wanted to fulfill that but other end of her wanted him to return back, to his family, to her.

"We would stay together Shivay, and I promise to visit you soonish again"

They tried ignoring the topic and discussed about the ingredients her preparation included.

Her preparation grabbed her attention. She played with the laddle while he kept looking at her, his hands still locking her from back. She leaned over him and smiled. This man is so much more than what she wanted in her husband. He brushed his hand over her forehead and kissed at her nape.

I love you.

But this was their heart screaming. For him, he wanted special arrangements to make her feel special when he confesses this. And for her, she wanted him to confess first. But all these moments together seemed heaven.

He ate the dish happily, it really tasted good.

"This was really tasty D" he complimented eating the last bite.

"Then I happily succeeded in impressing my husband by my cooking skills" she upped her imaginary coller taking a pause "my mother's advice came handy"

"When is the time I am not impressed by you my wife"

His voice turned soft and husky. He neared her face. Her face started heating up as her cheeks changed colour. He neared more, pulling her chair towards him. Her aura surrounded him and he smelled her cologne, ever so amazing.

"I have dishes to clear husband" saying so, she got up and ran towards the kitchen.

He quickly followed and kept staring her. She for moments wanted to vanish in the thin air feeling his heated up gaze over her. She washed all the utensils while Shivay kept looking at her leaning over the counter. She inched closer to Shivay to arrange the dishes in its stand and taking the chance, mister quickly changed sides and trapped her, between him and the counter. She looked up, her brown eyes sparkled meeting his azure ones.

Slowly, very slowly her eyes traversed down and looked at his pink lips. Her desires overpowered. His control started loosing grip and he tried not to do anything to regret later. She looked back in his eyes, that desire and love clouded eyes made her go giddy.

"Kiss me" she whispered.

Getting permission he swiftly captured her lips. Her soft, delicate and plump lips melted under his rough and manly ones. Her hands slowly crawled up to his hairs caressing them and his thumb of one hand caressed her jawline while the other one rested over the counter for support. The love dance of their lips continued until they parted for breath.

Her flushed face and blush made her look beautiful. While his intense eyes refused to leave looking at her for even a moment.

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