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"Shivaay!" Anika whisper-screeched in alarm. In response, Shivaay smirked.

"Tell me that you are not angry with me." Shivaay said with an innocent face.

"Nahi." Anika defied.

"Anika..." Shivaay's tone was warning.

"Shivaay..." Anika drawled his name the same way.

All this was said as they stared into each other's eye, neither one wanting to back down from competition.

Shivaay had taken his chance and was moving closer to her. He placed a hand behind her head while the other one was steady on the steering, like a grip on himself that he was quite willing to loose. Anika had closed her eyes while her breathing had slowed down.

"Shivaay..." Anika said, wanting to break the trance.

In reply, Shivaay called out her name as well. Shivaay had just placed his lips on hers, the current flowing through both of them, when Saumya's shriek filled the quiet night. Anika suddenly straightened up, hitting her head on the roof of the car while Shivaay had quickly backed away.

"Ouch!" Anika furiously rubbed her forehead.

Saumya rushed to her and rubbed her hand as well. "I am so sorry Didi, woh main apna phone gadi main bhul gayi thi, wahi lene aayi par jab aap logo ko dekha toh involuntarily chilla diya."

"It's okay Saumya." Anika said while her cheeks turned pink.

Saumya hurriedly took her phone and went away not wanting to embarrass herself or them anymore.

Anika turned away wanting to hide her smile from Shivaay while Shivaay looked at her. What was he about to do?

Shivaay had agreed to this marriage so that Anika would forgive him for what he did the day they married. It was not a compromise by any chance. He had readily agreed because somehow, Anika now completed his life. Without her, a piece of him was always missing. She was the piece that completed the puzzle of his life. He was undeniably attracted to her. Only one thing that he never came to accept was that he loved her. They both understood each other's trust, care, affection and teasing and flirting. He had grown fond of the mere idea of her. He knew that he was in love, yet he could not bring it on himself to accept it.

"Goodnight Shivaay." Anika muttered and brought him out of his thoughts.

"Goodnight Anika." He replied, still a little dazed.

"Aap gadi dhyaan se chalana." She looked at him. He just smiled at her and nodded his head. Anika closed the door and walked away, turning around every now and then. When she reached her door, she turned and gave him a smile with waving her hand.

He grinned and waved back with enthusiasm. She giggled and went inside. Sighing, Shivaay drove back to Oberoi Mansion that seemed quite empty without his bubbly Anika around.

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Tej entered his room with arrogance. He had a mission at hand that he needed to accomplish.

"Aaj kal bacche bhi na. Pata nahi kya karte rehta hain." He walked towards Janhavi.

She gave him a questioning look. He back-hugged his wife, much to her shock.

"Tej?" her eyes had visibly widened by her husband's action. True, their differences were sorted and Tej would start apologizing every now and then but he would never romance her. Not this way.

"Tum theek toh ho na?" She asked him, a slight blush on her confident aura.

"Haan. Bas soch raha tha, aaj Saumya bohot weird behave kar rahi thi! Hai na?" he tried his best at being unpredictable.

Unfortunately, it was a complete give-away. Janhavi started laughing. "Seriously Tej? I am not telling you anything. Please." She unlocked herself from his embrace to find a confused Tej Singh Oberoi, which, mind you, was one good sight. "So jao." She shook her head in amusement.

Plan failed. he messaged on the chat group that Rudra had insisted on creating, titled "Supersmart" for some reason.

Shakti's reply was instant. Tej fumed.

Go For It Chote Papa! Rudra reverted.

Let's see if his brother can do this, Tej thought.

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Shakti walked into his room like every day. He had carefully planned how he would coax the information out of his wife. He placed the phone on his ear and walked inside as if he was unaware of her presence.

"Arey Rudra! Tension mat lo. Main tumhari choti maa ko iss baare main pata nahi lagne dunga. Dekhna, Shakti Singh Oberoi ka wada hai."

"Oh my maata Shakti Ji!" Pinky exclaimed while Shakti hid his triumphant grin. "Aap mujhse raaz rakhenge!"

"Pinky jaane do. Ye hum sab mardon ne milkar bohot acchi planning ki hai. Tumhe nahi bata sakta. Ladies ke bas ki baat nahi."

"Haw, Shakti Ji! Aapko pata nahi hai him ladies ne kitna accha plans banaya hai." Pinky said with an air of arrogance.

"Kuch bhi." Shkati readily denied."Tum apna plan batao, main apna plan batata hun. Dekhte hain kiska plan accha hai."

"Haan thik hai... Woh hum log-" Pinky started and stopped at the same speed.

[I]Ping! his phone alerted him of a message.

Shivaay was extremely confused. The ladies might be planning a shopping trip. Why were all the guys so hyped about this?

Sumo se toh puchne ka chance hi nahi hai. Bacche Anika Didi aur Prinku. Unse kaun puchega? Rudy's message was back.

I think mom and choti maa unhe bhi alert kar denge. No point. Om reverted.

Shivaay shook his head and went to his room. He was shocked to find Rudra there. Behind Shivaay, Om walked in.

"Hi Bhaiya!" Rudra greeted gloomily.

Oh god! Dramebaaz! Shivaay shook his head. "Okay fine, main Anika se pata kar lunga."

Rudra's face lit up immediately. "Sacchi Bhaiya? I love you so so so much!!"

Shivaay smiled as Rudra jumped to hug him. Om joined them and they stood there, hugging each other.

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Shivaay woke up to the sound of cheer and laughter ensuing in the house. He freshened up and went to the living room to find the table filled with all kinds of things. Empty coffe migs, plates with crumbs of snacks, colourful books from which dresses, shoes and location pictures were seen. The ladies were all chatting happily, sometimes teasing Anika while the other time discussing the best marriage plans. Wow.

"Arey Shivaay beta!" Pinky excitedly went to Shivaay. "Pata hai, humne sab decide kar liya hai.-Guests ko invites karna hai aur uske liye tumhe aur Anika ko card shoppings pe jaana hoga. Toh bata kab jaa raha hai? Nahi nahiLang, aisa karte hain, main acche acche card designers ko ghar bula deti hun. Toh apna free times bata de."

"Mom, app chahti ho uss time pe main aa jaunga. Bus ek request hai.. mujhe kuch aur bhi kehna tha." Shivaay smiled.

"Mom, mujhe shaadi main zyada log nahi chahiye. We'll have it with close friends, some business partners, family but no media by any chance."

"Par Shivaay.. Samajhne ki koshish kar, try to understands. Aur tera toh theek hai, Anika ke bhi toh kuch sapne honge, dreams hoga ki uski shaadi ek dum dhoom-dham se honi chahiye." Pinky was not in for a quiet wedding.

"Pinky aunty, aap meri chinta mat kijiye. Mera koi sapna nahi toot raha hai." Anika stood up. "Matlab, shaadi main zyada log nahi honge toh kya hua, dhoom-dham se ekdum jhakas shaadi ho sakti hai." She grinned.

Pinky still looked a little unsure. "Mom, aur humara reception ek dum grand hoga. Jitne chahe utne logo ko bula dena. Okay?" Shivaay was a businessman. He knew how to have his own way and not exactly upset anyone.

"Okay fines." Pinky agreed. She caressed both of theirs faces and whispered in Anika's ears, "Main mana karne wali thi. Par jab tune Shivaay ki sides li na, toh dil khush ho gaya. Tune uski iccha ka maan rakha, aur dekh main Shivaay ki mom hun, uske taraf thodi se partials bhi rahungi na, toh agar tu usko happy rakh sakti hai, toh Shivaay ke liye tujhse accha koi nahi hoga. Aur main janti hun apne bete ko, woh tujhe bhi bohot khush rakhega." She smiled warmly and walked back to the waiting ladies.

"Acha, main card designer ko call karti hun. Woh aaj shaam aa jayega." Pinky reminded.

Shivaay smiled at Anika who was still smiling at Pinky's words. They both grinned at each other and then Shivaay headed to the office. He had to get his work done before the designer comes. But as soon as he was out of the house, he messaged Anika.

Anika was sitting with them discussing about the various events of the wedding when her phone buzzed.

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