Chapter 10

Hey guys!!! I am finally back after a long break!! The exams are finally over... and as promised i am back with a new part... here it is!!!

Part 10:

"Finally you are officially mine …" Sid said once he finished putting the ring in Riddhima's finger.

Riddhima looked at him and replied "Yes and you mine …"

Sid looked at her, surprised by her reply. He had half expected her to blush but her reply had definitely made him thousand times happier. He smiled at her. She's so beautiful. I can't believe this is finally happening...

He looked around to see the people around him, everyone happy and content in their own way. Soon his eyes landed on Armaan, who was in some deep thought today. He looked in the direction Armaan was. Sid smiled inwardly. Shilpa, the one person he trusted even more that Riddhima. He had always felt very comfortable around Shilpa. She always encouraged him to win Riddhima's love, assured him that Riddhima loved him. After tamanna, he had completely lost his self-esteem. But Shilpa handled his moments of self-doubts with such profound honesty and kind understanding, that today he couldn't imagine what he would have done without her. She's is indeed the best friend a person can have. Sid looked back at Armaan. He looks a little distracted. I wish Armaan realizes that he had feelings for her soon… before it's too late… I won't be able to help you this time buddy!! You have to figure this one out on your own.

Meanwhile, Shilpa was lost in her own thoughts. She thought about Armaan's behavior these past few days. She recalled the incidence in Armaan's cabin about him confessing that he likes someone, how he defended Shilpa in front of everyone, about all the times he flirted with her. She recollected the moments when she and Riddhima had walked down the stairs. She had been talking to Riddhima about something and Riddhima had confessed how nervous she was. That's when she had felt a trickle on her neck, felt someone's intense gaze, as if she was being watched. She looked up and around the hall and and her gaze stopped directly into a pair to deep topaz-blue eyes… Armaan's eyes…He looked so handsome in the black sherwani, so hot that Shilpa forgot to breathe; she looked at him, taking in his attire, his built, his overwhelming personality… And then she saw him smirk! That's when she realized she was checking him out!! So she quickly turned back to Riddhima and started talking to her.

Shilpa snapped out of her thoughts. She looked at Riddhima and saw her glowing face. She was really happy for both Sid and Riddhima. They had been through a lot and they totally deserved this happiness. The ceremony was soon over and many of the guests started leaving right after the dinner. Rahul-muskaan retired to their room as Muskaan wasn't feeling particularly well. Nikki and abhi left too… Anjali and Atul had gone for a long drive.

After completing and wrapping up all the work, Shilpa too headed for her room. Finally relief from this lehenga!!! Why did people ever invent such uncomfortable and heavy dresses that are designed specifically to kill a person in the most torturous way possible!!

She entered her room, and taking her night dress, she headed straight for that washroom. Once she was all fresh and relaxed after a long bath, she was about to crash on the bed when she looked out her window. The moon had showered its light all over the balcony, coloring it in a beautiful shade in silver and blue… she walked out of her room onto the terrace, and looked at the moon. It looked lovely, so pure and beautiful. As she started to think, Armaan's face flashed in front of her, the way he had looked at her today, when he had asked her to dance. Do I really love him or is it just attraction, like to the highest level of attraction a person can get to? Why do I care about what he thinks and whether he would like it if I do something? She started to introspect. Her feelings for Armaan had left her in deep confusion. She recalled the moment when she had died of jealousy over the girl Armaan liked. But then she remembered how he had looked at her with passion and awe. She smiled; does he feel the same for me? Does he get the same feeling of magnetism that draws me to him? Is he crazy for me too? She recalled his expression when asking her for a dance… Maybe…

Gorgeous. That's exactly what Armaan thought when he looked out of his balcony and saw Shilpa standing there, soaked in moonlight wearing a white colored night dress and he wondered how can someone look so innocent, pure and sexy all at the same time?

Shilpa was still admiring the view in front of her when-

"Waiting for someone?" a voice said.

Shilpa whirled around to see Armaan standing there. She heart skipped a beat.

"Armaan..Armaan… what are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here? You see we had a little bet going on, a challenge if you must…" Armaan started towards her. "And I believe you owe me a dance…"

"But.. but… wh-" Shilpa started too nervous to say anything.

"What happened? Cat caught your tongue?" Armaan teased.

Shilpa looked at him, taking in his stance, relaxed and totally at ease but his eyes smoldering hot as he looked at her. He almost reached to where she was standing.

"What? Don't you remember? Let me refresh your memory…"

And taking her totally by surprise, he pulled her to him. She was so taken aback by his sudden movement that she banged into him, her front plastered to his…

"Yaad aaya bracelet…" He leaned in closer, right up against the shell of her ear, his warm breath skating over her flesh, making every nerve stand to attention. He moved his hands to her waist and pulled her closer to him.

Shilpa blushed at the endearment. Bracelet… she smiled inwardly.

"Kya hua bracelet? Darr gayi…" Armaan whispered.

Shilpa looked into his eyes and recognized the challenge in his eyes. She felt the answering need and excitement in her. So, she moved a little and asked "Music?"

Armaan gave a smile full of triumph, and stepped back to ask her for a dance. She put her hand in his and he pulled her to him.

Hey zu Hmm Hmm Hmm Hmm

hey hey hey hey hey hey

Instead of assuming the normal stance, he wrapped both arms around her waist and pulled her close, and at the first contact with his body Shilpa was lost.

Ab mujhe raat din tumhara hi khayal hain

Ab mujhe raat din tumhara hi khayal hain

kya kahu pyaar mein deewano jaisa haal hain

deewano jaisa haal hain tumhara hi khayal hain

Ho ho aa ha ha ha la la la la la la

Ab mujhe raat din tumhara hi khayal hain

kya kahu pyaar mein deewano jaisa haal hain

Tum ko dekhe beena chain milta nahi

dil pe ab to koi zor chalta nahi

jaadu hain kaisa dil ki lagi mein

dub gaya hu is bekhudi mein

Ho ho aa ha ha ha la la la la la la

Ab mujhe raat din tumhara hi khayal hain

kya kahu pyaar mein deewano jaisa haal ha

Har pal dhunde nazar tum ko hi jaaneman

had se badhne laga mera deewanapan

dil mein basa lu apna bana lu

ya phir nazar mein tumko chupa lu

Ho ho aa ha ha ha la la la la la la

Ab mujhe raat din tumhara hi khayal hain

kya kahu pyaar mein deewano jaisa haal hain

deewano jaisa haal hain tumhara hi khayal hain

Ho ho aa ha ha ha la la la la la la

Ho ho aa ha ha ha la la la la la la

With a sigh, she closed her eyes and rested her cheek against his chest. His hands roamed up and down her back, molding her to him from shoulder to thigh. Shilpa shivered and gave herself over to him as he began to sway in rhythm with the slow music.

Their bodies moved together as though they were one person. The song had a heavy, sensual beat, and as the singer crooned out the crying lyrics of newly-found love and its effect, a tingle shuddered through Shilpa.

The feel of Armaan's body pressed against hers, moving to the provocative rhythm, was so erotic she felt as though she were melting. His body was warm and wonderfully firm, and the clean scent of him surrounded her, making her senses swim.

Armaan lowered his head and rested his chin against her temple, and Shilpa sighed again and snuggled her cheek against his chest. Dear Lord, this felt so good, so right.

The beat changed this one faster. Instead of releasing her, as she expected, he swung her into the dance, twirling her around the terrace in step with the energetic beat, leaving her no choice but to follow.

She had no idea how long they stayed on the terrace. She didn't care. Dreamily, she floated through the floor on a cloud of happiness and pleasure, her body vibrating with a delicious excitement…

Shashank's cabin:

He had just got off the phone. He sat down with a thud, a shock so forceful, so overwhelming that his legs couldn't handle the pressure. He looked at the certificates and documents that he his PI had gathered over the last few days.

He had gone over them again and again looking for something, anything he had missed out or to check if the PI had made any mistake. He checked until he could check no more, until he knew every word of the file for the significance of it was tremendous.

Its true… her being here can be no co-incidence. She must know the truth. But then why hasn't she told anybody about it. does she know about Smriti? He stood up. He knew what to do, and with that resolution he set about his plan…

So thats it guys!!! do leave your comments...Actually i am a little apprehensive about the romantic parts... so lemme know if i shud continue them with you comments... silent readers press the like button... thanx

Vanshika!!