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An Off-Track OS.
Shivaay and Anika have been married for two years.
OS-||Mere Shivaay, Meri Anika||
"Anika!" He called her as he followed his wife who was walking down the corridor towards their room.
Paying no heed to him, she walked in quick strides, with him at her trail. Lost in thoughts of her own.
"Anika...Anika..!" His voice demanded attention. Anger rising, he walked at a faster pace to keep up with his wife.
She entered the pool terrace through the corridor entrance, to enter the room from there instead. He saw her going that way and followed her, blood boiling by the minute.
"Anika!" He said as he almost got to her.
Before she could walk ahead to the door of their room, he held her by the wrist and stopped her. She stood still but din't turn.
"We need to talk!" He said his jaw muscles clenched. Trying hard to not hurt her in anyway.
"Mujhe Kuch baat nahi karni!" She said looking aside, not sparing him a glance.
He lost all the patience and calm he had. He pulled her, turning her in the process. She looked up to meet his eyes. His own looked at her, both their eyes burning.
"Mujhe, Baat Nahi. Karni. Hai.!" She said crisp and cold voice, looking, rather glaring at him straight in the eyes.
He swallowed, trying not to shout at her on the face, "we need to talk !"
Before he could complete ,she tried walking away and he lost the little amount of sanity he had and grabbed her wrist and pushed her to the tree, caging her between himself and the tree.
She saw his eyes shine green, the anger boiling in them, which only added fuel to her anger. Wasn't she supposed to be angry? What the hell was HE showing her anger for?
"Explain yourself!?" He commanded, his deep breathing audible to her.
His breath as hot as his head.
"Mujhe kuch nahi kehnaa hai!" She said looking away.
He made her look at him. "You owe me an explanation Anika, you almost walked out of the party, with almost half the guests looking at us, that kind of behavior isn't acceptable, so you very much do owe me an explanation, at least.!"
"Har baar Shivaay Har Baar..! Maine aapko kaha thaa...aapki ye parties mujhe samaj nahi aati hai, Jahan log bolte kuch hai, hota kuch aur hai..! I can't. Aur aaj...ghutan mehsoos ho rahi thii..! Mil gaya jawaab, main jaa sakti hoon?!" She said her eyes still accusing him.
"You are still hiding something... Kisi me tumse kuch kaha kya!?" He asked concern reflecting.
"Logon ka attitude kaafi hota hai.. Kher...mujhe neend aa Rahi hai..!" She says looking away.
"See me Anika...!" She slowly turned to face him, " you are still hiding something, we have been married for two years, I know you better than you yourself. Tum aisi nahi ho...so tell me.!" He said pushing away and tucking her loose strands behind her ear, having a better view of her face.
Keeping the tears to herself, she forced a smile. "I m okay!". Cupping her face he gently ran his thumb over her cheeks, still trying to figure out what was up with his wife.
She walked past him and entered the room. Leaving him lost in his thoughts. He entered behind her. She removed her heavy jewellery went to the cupboard and picked up a simple dress for the night. He observed her. Something was still left unsettled.
He threw his coat aside on the couch and removed his waistcoat, loosening a few upper buttons of his shirt. He sat at the end of the bed rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, thinking about the evening and her behavior.
He heard the bathroom door click,immediately he got up and walked to her. She almost banged into him, as she dimmed the lights of the room and turned to walk towards the bed.
Breathing deeply, she looked at him, his eyes trying hard to read every bit of her soul. She looked here and there, scared to meet his eyes.
He bent forward to bring his eyes close to hers, to leave he no option but to look at him. Her breathing hitched and mind irritated she looked at him.
" What's wrong Anika?" He said wanting an honest reply from her.
"Kuch Nahi Hai Shivaay, Maine aapko kaha naa...kuch nahi!"
He took a step ahead and hit his palm on the wall beside her, loosing his patience. "Kuch hai Anika...! Kuch Hai..! Why don't you just say it out...your eyes accuse me of something. Something that I can't understand. What is it!?" He spoke his look now glaring.
"Its Nothing Shivaay, rehne dijiye!" She said looking away once again.
"Look at me Anika, Look at me when you speak to me, damn it! Don't you trust me enough to tell me what's in your heart!??" He spoke his eyes fiery. All he wanted was his wife to open up with him. She knew him in and out. He told her every damn thing. All he wanted was for her to do the same at least where it concerned him.
She looked at him, a different fire in her eyes. Before he could even comprehend, her hands were around his neck as she kissed him. He gasped. She kissed him hard. His hands were already around her, him responding to her need. She had never been this way, never.
She was aggressive. He let her be. She ran her hands all over him, her nails leaving a few marks. She kissed him hungrily. After minutes, she broke apart breathing heavily. She left kisses all over his face, pulling him closer if possible. He couldn't even make a proper eye contact to figure out what was running in her head. His hands were still slightly below her waist keeping her close to him. She claimed his lips once again, biting him hard and then kissing him insane. She seemed possessed. She was driving him insane. He wanted to match up his desire with hers. But before, he needed to calm her heart.
He pushed her slightly away, holding her by the elbows."Anika?"
She looked down, he thought he saw tears in her eyes.
"Anika?" He said worried, his one hand cupping her face to make her look up at him.
She hugged him tight unable to look at him.
He hugged her back, rubbing her back."Anika!? Anika, don't cry, Anika...!? Shh..!?"
"I love you Shivaay... I m sorry" He was taken aback. What was she talking about?
He broke apart slowly, cupping her face gently he made her look at him."I love you too Anika, and you don't have to be sorry for anything... Kya Hua Hai Anika!?"
"Main aapko kisi aur ke saath nahi dehk sakti... I m sorry.!" She cried.
He looked baffled. What!? O, was she speaking of...speaking of the evening.
Shivaay's Company was having a new Business Associate, the party was thrown for the same reason. Rynaa Shikhawat the owner of The Shikhawat Company was going to be his businesses associate after their companies' merger. She was a lady in probably her late twenties, almost an year younger to Shivaay. She was a lady with an hawk's eyes especially for Shivaay.He was oblivious to the fact, though, Anika had already read through the ladies behavior. Not that she cared a bit. She knew, women like her. But she had her husband's love. She knew how Shivaay loved her and only her. They had come to being what they were after seeing many ups and downs in life.Not a chance he would cheat on her.
But the evenings, event had infuriated her. The stupid conference where the lady almost sat glued to her husband and the following Photoshoot where she acted more personally interested in him than professionally in his business. To make her mad further, the lady gave her smirks and looks, that set Anika's blood boiling. But the spark was ignited, during the dinner, when Anika stood by Shivaay, the both having a light hearted Husband-Wife talk. Rynaa came by the other side and whispered something into his ears and he smiling, followed her leaving her alone, by just nodding at her. Had it been someone else she would have understood, and wouldn't have been angry but it was her. It was enough she had had. She felt insulted, she felt extremely bad,she felt her blood on fire, the air killed her. She at once informed Shivaay she was leaving. He looked baffled as she spoke in the cold attitude in front of the huge group he was speaking to. He tried to formally convince her, she straight away disagreed. He finally decided to accompany her, but what's worse? She had already called Khanna and arranged herself a car back home. In anger he drove back following her.
"Are you referring to Rynaa?" He asked.
She nodded.
"Anika, you know right she is just a businesses associate, nothing more! You don't behave this funny !? Then why..!"
He was cut off by her -"Farak padta hai Shivaay, main aapko kehti nahi hoon lekin farak padta hai, aur baat sirf ye nahi hai...aap uss aurat ko jaante nahi hai...wo aapki company mein nahi aap mein..." She couldn't speak more. Her tears choked her.
He looked at her, his look scanning her.
She stopped speaking, wiping her tears she whispered a good night and went and sat on her side of the bed. He followed and sat opposite to her, much close to her. He tapped the night lamp by her side on. The golden light shinning on her face.
He gently held her palm in his hands,"Go on Anika, .."
She nodded in a no. Tears rolling down her cheeks. He tipped her chin up to make her look at him. "Go on...main sunaa Chatha hoon...you can tell me Anika..!" He completed, scooting closer.
"I don't like it Shivaay, jab aapke kareeb koi aur aata hai... Jab...Jab...aap kisi aur ko...mujhe se...I m sorry Shivaay!" Her damn broke, and she cries bitterly. She wasn't like this. She was never so possessive about him.
"You don't have to be sorry to love me so much Anika.! Agar tumhaare koi itne kareeb aane ki koi jurat bhi kare toh I can kill him. Its perfectly okay, to be possessive for me. Mujh pe sirf tumhara haq hai Anika. You and only you have every right on me." He came still closer as they sat on bed. Resting his forehead against hers, holding her face, he spoke "Sir Tumhara Anika!"
They sat like that feeling each other, listening to each others heartbeats. He moved slightly away, tucking her hair away.
Smiling he spoke-"I love my Shivaay...!" He saw himself in her. The same possessiveness he had for her, he saw it in her today. He saw a reflection of his possessive self in her today.
She looked at him and blushed, then smiling, she came closer-"I love this Anika!" She said poking him on the shoulder, her eyes kissing his bluish green ones.
He smiled -"Isnt My Anika (Anika) better than Your Anika (Shivaay)? "
She nodded in a No.
"Meri Anika ek dum khidkitod hai..!"
He smiled.
"Mujhe Laga palang tod bologi!" She hit him hard on the shoulder.
"Ouch ! Mere Shivaay( Anika) kuch zyaada hi badtameez hai!" He said grinning.
Playing along she replied "Mere Shivaay (Shivaay) se shaayad Ye Anika(Shivaay) Mili Nahi Hai!" Her fingers playing on his shirt's button.
Shivaay amused-"Really? Tumhe Kaunsa pasand hai?"
Anika hiding her grin-"mujhe ye Anika (Shivaay) pasand hai..!" She placed a kiss on his cheeks.
"Not a chance, Tumhaare Shivaay Ki Anika(Anika) Ka Koi Jawaab Nahi Hai!" He said leaving a wet kiss on her cheek.
She giggled as his stubbled tickled her. She knew he did it on purpose. She looked at him lovingly, he reflected the emotion.
She ran her fingers over his face. "I love you!" She whispered.
"I love you too!" He smiled.
"I love you Three, four, five, six...!"she went on childishly.
He raises an eyebrow, " Main dikhaa taa hoon , How much I love You!" With that he tickled her to bed and came over her. She blushed.
"Anika...!" He said, her blush driving him nuts.
"..hmm!" She said fidgeting with the buttons of his shirt.
"Tum paagal ho, aur mujhe bhi kar Dia hai!" And he claimed her lips.
The kiss gentle at first, grew deep and passionate, and the two drifted to a world of their own!!
He looked at her, "Meri Anika" he whispered, kissing her forehead. She was the most Beautiful thing that had happened to him.
She smiled back, "Mere Shivaay" she pulled him close, letting her lips claim his.
P.S
Wooshh...!
The last part got a little tricky, hence the person referred to is mentioned in brackets .
This idea came long ago, executed it only now, Hope you all liked it.!
Waiting to read your feedback.!!!
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