Shivika ff: Repercussions & Fallout (Sorry and a question) - Page 9

awesome update

Awww... read this in one go!

What yaar?
You are updating after such a long time and ended it in a cliffhanger!
Waiting for next update

So Shivaay heard her confession...yayy !

hopefully now these idiots will confess

Written beautifully. Loved it totally.

Originally posted by: KashiTessa

What yaar?
You are updating after such a long time and ended it in a cliffhanger!
Waiting for next update

yaar where are you? 😭😭

SHOT # 9

A short update..and my sincerest apologies..there ll be one more shot and a cheesy epilogue :)
Anika pov:

Shivaay kept moving towards me, like a predator that had finally cornered his prey, while I watched in appalled fascination as he yanked out his tie, and stepped out of his shoes. His hands moved towards the buttons on his shirt, unbuttoning the first two before I managed to squeak out, "What the hell are you doing?"

He pauses and raises one perfectly shaped eyebrow.

"I am unbuttoning my shirt. Isn't it obvious?"

As he places his knee on the bed I instinctively scramble back and crash into the headboard. He moves forward and pulls my legs, immediately covering me.

"Shivaay! What are you doing?

He looks at me and suddenly bends down, his lips skimming the arch of my neck. I moan involuntarily, trying to push him away.

"I am finally tasting, what belongs to me Anika. So don't you dare push me away. I will tie you to this bed if I have to." My eyes widen. When Shivaay threatens a person, he usually means it.

" I am not yours." Even I know it's a lie.

He stiffens, and then smirk, " How are you saying that Anika? How can you, after that beautiful speech you gave outside?" He dips his head brushing his mouth against mine and I am on fire.

"Shivaay stop it, I didn't mean that." I groan.

"You love me." He bites my ear and I stifle a moan, "Tell me Anika, I want to hear it." He says harshly.

How can he ask me to?

"I don't."

"Lie." He whispers and I lose my cool. I push him with one huge burst of energy and scramble out of the bed.

"I told you I didn't want to see you again." I mutter.

"Well obviously you have been lying about a lot of things." He smirks, and my heart clenches.

I don't think I can survive any more proximity with Shivaay. And then and there my resolve hardens. I will leave Mumbai. Weddings happen in Delhi as well. It'll be hard in the starting but I will learn to live alone. I know, even now, there will never be anyone else for me.

"I'm moving to Delhi."

"You're coming home with me." We both say at the same time.

"What the hell did you say? Delhi? I won't let you step out of Oberoi mansion for the next few years Anika. When you can't be honest about how you feel, don't expect me to let you retain your freedom. Obviously you have little or no thought for feelings. Why should everything be the way you want? Try getting on to a train and I will buy the whole god damn train." He thunders grabbing onto my arms, a move he is very fond off.

"Then I'll ...I'll walk if I have to I finish lamely."

He pulls me closer, short circuiting my obvious move to step away and pulls me flush against his chest. I take a step back and he moves with me. He keeps moving with me, his eyes never leaving mine. I bump against the door and realize in horror, I backed myself against a corner. Will I manage to handle the proximity?

"Then I'll walk with you." He says, his voice curiously choked, his eyes a dull grey.

"It would defeat the purpose." I mutter.

"I lo..." he starts as a loud bang behind me makes both of us stumble forward. We hear Rudra call out from the other side telling that the lot of them are going out and watching a movie. We hear silently as the whole gang trudges out and we hear the faint click of the key in the lock. We had effectively been locked in together!!

"It's not very subtle, but very effective." He murmurs seemingly appreciative of their precadiment.

"You can jump out of the window...or I can" I add half heartedly. What if this is the last time I see him? Why had he come today...after a whole week?

"Did you come to ask for a divorce?" I ask suddenly, looking for any place he might have stuffed those offending papers, "if you did, and you pity me after hearing my outburst then don't! I don't need your pity."

He barks out a laugh, before leaving me. He runs a hand through his hair and I can feel the frustration washing of him in waves.

"Pity, my darling wife is the last thing, I feel for you. He pulls me back and grinds against me." I stiffen. Is that what I think it is? I think blushing instantly.

"Anger, irritation, happiness, elation and being uncomfortably aroused around you. Check, check and check. Pity never. If anyone I pity myself. I keep trying to make you happy. But nothing I do is right. Divorce! Is that all you can think of? When I hold you close to me, I can't breathe properly, can't think straight. But do you think of divorce even then? When I'm struggling to be the gentleman and let you be, not ravish you like I want to, do you keep thinking when I'll leave you be?"

I listen to him in part fascination and part incredulous.

And then I officially blow my fuse

"I melt every time you are in the same room as me." I yell, punching his chest. He falls back surprised. And I don't stop.

"When you touch me, I forget everything that is going on. And you act like it's a game. You asked for divorce. You asked me to leave. Who the hell are you to tell me I don't know my feelings? I'm never coming back to that place. How did you even think I would? What gives you the right to even ask me? I yell, punctuating each sentence with a punch on his chest."

"Because you are my wife. Because if my mom is horrible you have to deal with it. Because your Rohit wont make one more decision in our lives." He glares back.

"What makes you think I would listen to anything you say?" I sneer.

"Because I love you." He says stepping forward and sealing my mouth with his.