Not being to comprehend his sudden question, anika was take by a huge surprise as in how their sudden contact had felt so good because only she knew how she had spent these past two weeks staying away from him. After his engagement announcement, she felt herself broken the pain of having all her dreams shattered was immense and she was continuously fighting her feelings for him, but she had decided she wasn't going to let him mess with her feelings anymore, she won't allow to get close when it suited him and then humiliate her at his own accord. The night of his engagement, when she went home she cried herself to sleep, in fact she had been doing that for the past two weeks. But every morning she would pick herself up again vow to stay calm until she got home and then prepare herself for walking over the coals again, it's was like walking over hot coals for her knowing that she is planning HIS wedding with someone else. Every evening she would wait till she got home to cry her pain out of her system, she wasn't sure how long this would go on for but she was looking forward to the wedding now, then her job would be over and she could start over, in the meantime though she didn't want to alone with him. So she always made sure they only interacted with someone else around but today everyone had gone to the temple for a puja but she had asked tia to come over for her fitting too so she wasn't alone with him but unfortunately the designer had come early so she had no choice but to bring over the outfit herself.
And her fears were coming true the one occasion where they were alone and he had already started to misuse it, I can't fall weak now she thought, "how am I doing what? What have I done now?? She kept her voice as cool as possible but she was sure her nervousness was obvious, her fears, fear of giving, she couldn't let her give in, not again. Shivay watched her gasp at his touch and her breathing increase when he pulled her close but she seemed all but confidently oblivious to his question. He let go of her wrist and placed his arm around her stomach causing her to flinch a little but she was quick to steady herself, he kept his mouth close to her ear and whispered again, "how are to alright about my wedding with tia? Does it not matter to you? Anika didn't want to think anything about that right now, she couldn't allow her feelings to surface until she got home, so she had to move away from him. She gently moved his hand away, got out of their back hug and then turned to face him, " who would I be to have a problem with you marrying tia, infact I think she is perfect for you, she's good looking, rich, high society girl who has the Nama khoon and khandaan and marrying her would profit your business too so she is your best match". She felt her heart break mentioning each of Tia's qualities and so did he, he felt each jab with her words at his heart too, his brain acknowledging the logic but again his heart failing to agree. "And of course this wedding matters to me, I've worked really hard to organise everything and will be happy to have pulled off one of the biggest weddings in India, it will be great for my reputation too".
Her constant reluctance was even more frustrating for shivay, he knew her words were understandable considered their past interactions and the way he had dealt with them. His brain again defending his age old beliefs whilst his heart not willing to give up, " you know what I mean..." he started but she was quick to interrupt " now please the designer is waiting so can u hurry up please" just then her phone rung and she left the room answering the call, shivay was also about to follow but his phone rang too, it was tia, tia was ringing to say she can't make it to the final fitting because she was busy with her, manicure, pedicure and massage appointments, so wanted anika to try on her dress. "Will you please ask anika to try on my dress shivay baby, we are the same size so it'll be fine, thank you, I'll see you, can't believe we are getting married tomorrow" shivay quickly ended the call and went to look for anika. He knew she would be in her work room but as he reached the door he saw her talking on her phone, with a wide smile and a twinkle in her eye just like always it fuelled his anger more, how can she be so happy? When I am practically suffocating as the wedding is approaching. But in the amidst of all the anger, he felt the joy of seeing her happy and for the first time in weeks it bought a smile to his face, he admired her spirit, her beauty, her strength to carry on as normal because if she was feeling anything like he was then it wasn't easy infact it the hardest thing he ever had experienced, something he wasn't able to do.
Shivay hurried back to his room, changed into his outfit and rushed downstairs, he didn't remember being so eager for anything before as eager he was to see anika in that dress. He was stood at bottom of the stairs, with his back to the staircase when he felt her there, she was there, he knew that but he was scared to look back as this was his most desired moment, his heart racing at the thought of viewing the picture of perfection. He didn't know how he would handle his desires once his most desired thing would be infront of him, closing his eyes to clam his breathing, knowing that his breath is soon to be taken away as he felt her coming down the stairs, but he wanted to see the sight anika walking down the stairs in all it's glory, so with a deep breath he turned...
INDEX
PART1: page1
PART2: page2
PART3: page4
PART4:page7
PART5:page8
PART6:page10
PART7: page12
PART8: page13
PART9: page15
PART10: page16
Part11: page18
Part12: page20
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