When Shivay woke up and tried to wake his wife up before she slept the morning off, as usual, only to find her side of bed empty and cold. He suddenly remembered her mad dash to Soumya's room the previous night. That she was planning something to win their game was very evident. Speaking of games, Shivay tried to understand why he was hesitating to say what Anika wanted to hear. May be because their relationship till date has always filled with challenges and dares. He chuckled as he remembered their last game, how he desperately wanted Anika to admit that he matters, that she is not indifferent to him, that him being close to Tia bothered her.
"Look how well the tables have turned, my dear warrior queen!!!!" Shivay gave a satisfied smile, "I am waiting to see what you will do today". One thing is for sure, life with Anika would be filled with lots of fights, games, frustrations and sometimes, no peace. But it will never be boring.
Having accustomed seeing her face first thing in the morning, he went and searched for her in Soumya's room, only to find her gone. His frustration grew when he reached the dining table and found everyone sitting for breakfast except Soumya and Anika. He definitely did not want to ask about his own wife's whereabouts with his family, who will surely feel the need to pull his leg for having misplaced his wife. He swallowed his anger and continued with business as usual.
**
Everyone was already asleep when Shivay came home. He did make sure to talk to the bodyguard he had appointed for Anika about her day and satisfy himself that she reached home safely. Apparently she gone to a spa with Soumya and did a bit of shopping at the mall. He did find it amusing that the security personnel sported a new shade of red in the face when he had asked about the particulars of the shopping and had left his presence with some unintelligible stammer.
The Curious case of the Bodyguard became quite clear when reached his room.
The entire room was filled with soft lighting and there was lingering aroma of something sweet mixed with something spicy. At the center of the room stood Anika, with one hand on her hips, the other hand slightly shaking, with a nervous smile on her face. Unable to form a single word which belonged in a dictionary, Shivay could only drink in her appearance. For she was wearing a shimmery red satin gown, covering her entire body, but clinging to her every curve, every inch of her flesh. Only her shoulder and arms were bare, with just a hint of cleavage. She had kept her hair down. The only ornament she wore was the string of jasmine flowers adorning her hair. He did not know how long he stood staring at her.
A clock chimed somewhere in the vicinity. Suddenly, with a flash Shivay understood Anika's plan. "Well played Mrs. SSO, well played!" He complimented her mentally, for he could not have opened his mouth to save his life.
The chime of the clock bought a new wave of determination in Anika. She slowly moved towards Shivay, hopefully swaying her hips just so, as she had seen in the movies. Every step took her towards her destiny, her Shivay, who stood rooted to the spot, just in front of the closed door. Courageously she kept her eyes locked in his. With every inch closer to him she forgot her goal, her mission.
Shivay's eye looked at the entire length of her body, devouring every inch of hers hungrily. Anika felt every caress of his gaze, every touch of his eyes. She did not understand when the shift happened, when she became the prey instead of the predator she had set out to become. She was the moth moving towards her flame, her death, her salvation. At last she reached him, standing just an inch apart. The heat of his body reached out to her, making her heady.
Shivay did not know how long he stood staring at her. It could have been an eternity or just a minute. It did not matter. He forgot their game, her plan...everything except the truth of her. All he knew was that he needed to touch her like his very life depended on it. He reached to remove some of the jasmine petals which had fallen on her face, how dare they touch her like this. He felt a jolt when she shivered at his caress. Unable to bare any longer, he pushed her towards the closed door and pinned her with his body. He moved his face to nuzzle her neck, inhaling the dazzling scent which was teasing him from afar till now. Sweet and Spicy, just like his Anika, urged him to have a taste. Just a bit, to satiate his hunger.
Surrounded by Shivay, Anika drowned in his essence. The friction of his beard against her neck sent a delicious sizzle to her core. A need so fierce emerged from her, a need which she was sure would reflect in his eyes. She never thought she could feel like this, all these new emotions overwhelmed her. Her soul answered the primal call from his soul, her body not in her control, moved towards his, needing be close to him as much as she could. The first step of the a dance as old as eternity, and as new as a bud had taken place in that very moment and both of them were lost in the rhythm.
BANG!!!! BANG!!!!
Shivay was the first one to collect himself when he heard of the sound of someone banging a door in the first floor. He looked at a still dazed Anika, visibly controlled himself before they both explored this new side of their relationship when they were not ready yet. He could think of only one thing which would cool them off their ardour, although he was sure once Anika was back in the world of living, she would be livid. But, this would also mean that she would not be able to win the bet today, he did not hesitate. He quickly lifted her in his arms, moved towards the pool. He threw Anika into the water and jumped into the water behind her.
SPLASH!!
Anika coughed all the water which had entered her mouth and aimed daggers at Shivay who dared to throw her water...again. She felt angry at herself for falling for his rainbow eyes and at him for spoiling her plan. She waded through the water towards him, preparing herself to scold him, when he took twisted her arm behind her back and closed in on her. Seeing Anika momentarily stunned at his action, Shivay did not waste any time.
"Looks like your plan failed again, Mrs. SSO." Shivay smirked.
"You...you..." spluttered Anika, unable to form a sentence due to her anger.
"I do admire your guts. I did not know you had it in you to take such drastic step. Well, color me impressed"
"What nonsense! We are not playing Holi to color you"
"Anika, it is an expression...forget it...you have failed in all your attempts. Be sure that I will win in the end, no matter what you do. I am Shivay Singh Oberoi, don't you forget that!"
"If you are Shivay Singh Oberoi, I am also Annika. Don't YOU forget that!"
"We will see..." Shivay mocked her.
"We will see..."
"Good luck, my tigress..." saying so, Shivay moved out of the pool, having a last look at her drenched form.
As soon as he was away, Anika hit the water in frustration. So far, nothing had worked. But, she will not give up. She will win this...at any cost. All she needed was a solid plan,which she will have to come with only the next morning. She was sure she will not be able to sleep a wink today, let alone come up with something. She could still feel lingering sense of need and hunger in the air.
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