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PART 4: YOU ARE MINE
I would like to clarify one thing before proceeding,ie, Shivay is addressed as "Shivay Singh" and not Shivay Singh Oberoi in the business world for reasons to be revealed later. Its only Mr Mehta, Mishra and Harilal who know that he is an Oberoi,since they have been loyal to the Oberois' for a long time (generations).
"Om! It is my decision and this argument is over now. And, I will make sure this happens. MARK MY WORDS, MR OM BAKSHI", he threatened but Om was hardly even paying attention. He chose to ignore him, his own father. In fact, for him there was no FATHER! He was an orphan.
"Do I look like I give a shit? f**k off, Mr Bakshi. I m not your puppet to do as you say. I will marry the girl I will fall in love with and not for some ridiculous business deal. And, YOU BETTER MARK MY WORDS.", he walked past him throwing these words on Tej.
Om was horrified to learn that his father wanted to exchange business with matrimony. How could he even think of this? At least, he should consulted him before taking the decision. But, of course, he was TEJ BAKSHI, a cold blooded selfish business man.
In frustration, Om took the keys of his car and started moving towards his studio (his first love).He checked his watch to note the time. It was 6:00 in the evening.
"Shit!", he rubbed his temple and started driving faster.
He had scheduled a recruitment today for new trainees in his studio and he completely forgot about the same thanks to his annoying father.
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"Tej, calm down. You know him. You are a smart man. All you need to do is just make the announcement tomorrow during the party. And, once the news is out, Om will have to oblige Tej", explained Swetlana passing the wine to Tej and rubbing his hands seductively.
"You are right Swetlana", he finished his drink and went away disappointed,to call off the day.
Though the father inside him knew that this was not right but perhaps he was under influence...some really BAD INFLUENCE.
Once Tej was out of sight. Swetlana hurriedly dialed a number unable to contain her happiness.
"Hello masi, I have done it. Finally, Tej has fallen into the trap along with his son. Ha Ha!", she screamed out evilly.
"What about that bitch? What do we do about her. Will you manage to get her to the party?", she continued.
"Of course darling, that bitch is our slave remember."
The evil laughter continued.
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Om reached the studio only to find it closed. He banged the car with his fist in full force. The staff must have waited for him for long. He felt terrible for being so late.
Om was an artist and he understood the value of time very well. He just couldn't stop cursing himself.
"Excuse me, Mr Omkara?", a voice came through the dark. He turned to look around startled by such a beautiful voice.
"Hello, I am Gauri Singh. I came her for the interview, Your arts studio, I am big fan of your work and ..."
Only God knew what this angel was saying because as far as Omkara is concerned, he wasn't listening to her. He was merely standing, engrossed looking at her soft-pink lips. Delicious. Her curls gently fluttering in air.
Her blue skirt teamed with a white flowing blouse complimented her milky skin tone. She looked heavenly,breathtaking!
Disturbing his vision was a notorious strand falling right across her angelic face, he moved forward his hands to push aside that strand and in the process he brushed against her soft skin.
She blinked her eyes in amazement. For a second she wore silence and the next thing he knew was she fell straight into his arms. And,only God knows for how long they admired each other.
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"I am so sorry Gauri, I failed to come for the interview. Never mind you can come tomorrow. Umm..actually not tomorrow, You can meet the day after. Actually, there is a party tomorrow at my place. Hope you don't mind.", explained Omkara in a single breath.
"It's ok Sir.",replied a shy Gauri. Her heart secretly loved Omkara since the day she had know about him. She absolutely delighted to notice that Omkara quite liked her.
She walked out of the car and waved her hands bidding him goodbye. He insisted to drop her off at home since it was getting late. (also because he couldn't resist her😳 ).
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They arrived by the dozens, few sporting masks of gold and silver which covered their face completely. It was a one of its kind ballroom party. Everyone was draped in expensive designer clothing. A sweet melody was drifting through the busy atmosphere and couples dancing around the huge disco ball placed right at the center of the grand hall.
Everyone was enjoying the party, people in clusters discussing business and women flaunting their robes.
Among all these pretentious faces, there was one beautiful soul seated in a corner. She was neither drinking nor partying. It was as if she wasn't there. Her eyes looked empty. That sad face was none other than Anika. She was looking towards Omkara with hope. Her eyes requesting him to help her out for she knew things were about to change in a few minutes for her and Om (her best friend).
Om and Anika were not only family friends rather more than that. Perhaps, Om was her senior when they were in graduation. He cared for her like family. They were friends...best friends and today the people around them were hell bent on changing the dynamics of this pure relations.
Anika knew that Om was completely oblivious to this and a lone tear escaped from her eyes thinking of what would happen in a few moments.
But, Anika was herself unknown to the fact was someone else was watching her closely, her every move. He noticed that lone tear escape but couldn't reason out her sadness.
"Attention! everyone! I welcome you all to Bakshi Mansion. Today, is not a mere day. It is one of those moments I have been waiting since ages.", he continued "Today, Tej Bakshi is a proud man. I have two very important announcement to be made."
"Swetlana", he went down the stage and held the lady's hand in his own gently guiding her towards the podium.
"Ladies and gentleman, I would like to announce the launch of 'Jhanvi Jewels' our latest jewelry brand and in this venture Miss Swetlana Desai will be my partner".
The crowd clapped for the duo. Some of them were filled with envy and others growing suspicious about both of them.
Tej continued,"Also, on this very happy occasion I have another good news for all of you. Soon, there is going to be a new addition in the Bakshi family."
The crowd gasped as they did not expect it. In fact many of his associates had proposed their daughters for Om but Tej had clearly refused and today all of a sudden. None could comprehend what was happening not even Om. He looked towards Anika and then understood everything.
"I announce the engagement of my only son, Om Bakshi with Swetlana's sister, Miss Anika Desai."
The spotlight revealed the chosen one. All the guests drifted apart making way for this lady. Loud murmurs filled the room and gradually dissolved as the eyes caught sight of this beautiful maiden looking like an angel underneath the dainty lights.
Her eyes were fixed on the floor. Her damp fists crushed the delicate silk of her evening gown. She was not moving. Reluctant. Helpless.
Swetlana hurriedly walked upto her, annoyed by her static figure. She grabbed her arms and whispered close to her ears, "Anika, you compel me to torture you more. The lesson you were taught yesterday was not enough I suppose", saying so she dragged Anika through the way, taking her up to the stage.
Om was looking at Tej in anger. He knew Tej wanted him to marry Anika for some business deal with Swetlana but this announcement was unexpected. Tej had done this intentionally because he knew Anika was his friend and he could never let her down in front so many people.
Unwillingly, he went to the stage and without wasting a second he performed as told since there was no use protesting now.
They exchanged the rings and were done with the ceremony.
Om dragged Anika out of the hallway towards the empty corridor.
"I m sorry, Om", she tried to explain in between her uncontrollable sobs. Seeing her in this condition he hugged her and said,"Anika, I trust you. I know its not your fault. Swetlana has forced you. Just calm down and stay here. I will do something. Don't worry."
Anika calmed down and waited for Om in the corridor.
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All of a sudden the lights went out. Anika was hell scared of dark. She cursed her fate and called out for Om. There was not a thing she could see nor could she figure out a way. She was not completely new to the mansion but not a frequent visitor either. In fact, Anika and Om always preferred to stay away from their so called home and the treacherous people of their common lives.
She looked around for relief but there was none at all.She walked around vaguely in hope when she noticed natural moonlight faintly coming through tiny perforations from a ventilator. She ran towards it for respite.
Alas, she was stopped by someone. His arms held her tightly around the waist and she struggled to loosen herself. He wrapped the other hand around her mouth not letting her shout for help.
He tried hard and failed bitterly. Who was this person? Will he kidnap her? Does she even know him? A number of questions running in her mind. He appeared to be way more scarier than the dark.
"Shhh", he whispered, "You cannot go till I let you go."
Saying so he pushed her against the wall still blocking her mouth. He released her hand and she began hitting him and pushing him but all in vain. He was stronger and was unaffected by her moves yet slightly irritated. He pushed her further leaving no gap between between her back and the wall.
She started shaking and was trying to speak but words won't come out. There was nothing she could see or do. He pinned her both hands to the wall not letting her move. Her heart beat growing louder as he was coming close...closer. He could feel her shaking more and more.
He pressed his body against her. Her breasts were pressed against his chest and his hardness brushed against her softness underneath that hideous dress.
Not knowing what he was going to do she closed her eyes in anticipation and he was merely enjoying the thrill of controlling the girl he desired.
"I desire you", he whispered in her ears. Her eyes shot wide open in fear.
He uncovered her mouth and brushed her delicious lips with his fingers.
She went numb. This was a one of it's kind feeling she had never experienced before. Her heart was beating as if it would come out at any moment. Now, she did not want to scream rather she wanted to have a look at him. Who was he? Why was he doing this?
He moved his head closer to Anika. "You are mine.", his voice low and husky scared her as if he owns her.
He brushed aside her hair neatly tumbling her shoulders exposing her slender neck. She gulped down the lump building in her throat without moving even by an inch.
He kissed her near the neckline biting it softly in the process. She hissed in pain and closed her eyes inhaling his scent. She felt helpless, vulnerable. She didn't know if she wanted him to stop or continue the torture. Whatever it was he was causing havoc inside her mind and her heart.
A few moments after she could feel the grip on her hands loosen and later there was no one holding her. She was free!
The lights came back.
Anika was baffled. She looked all around for that stranger. Was it a dream?
She touched her lips trying to feel his presence in them.
"Anika! where were you? I have been searching you since the lights went out. I know you are scared of the dark," asked a concerned Om.
"Om! woh...mein lights...that person.", unable to make out what she was saying Om told her, "Relax, I am here with you. And, good news! I told Soumya everything. She is coming tomorrow to help us out of this situation.", informed Om excitedly.
"Soumya is coming from Mumbai.", Anika shed a few more tears and hugged Om thanking him for keep his faith on her.
They smiled at each other and behind them there was someone else ready to take away destroy their happiness.
Phew! It was long update and it took me nearly 5 hours to pen down this part.If you were hoping for a Shivika Kiss needn't be disappointed, it is on it's way. It was a very crucial part of the story and just to make it clear
Anika is Swetlana's sister and Gauri is Shivay's sister.
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