Soothing the Fire-Shivika FF UPDATED(Chapter-20 on pg-144)06/09 - Page 90

Ch-17

Can't believe it's been a month since I've last updated this! So sorry for the delay guys but life has been so hectic recently, and will continue being so for a while now. But still, I'll try to manage more regular updates now that I've finished my other TS. This chapter is really short to sort of get started on this story again.

Daksh approached Pinky tentatively, where she sat on the large bed clutching her head and letting out dramatic sighs of Oh my mata now and then. He inwardly smiled at that- Pinky aunty had always been over the top about everything. Sitting down beside her, he asked how she was doing, but only for formalities. He couldn't wait to cut to the chase and ask about the girl who just wouldn't leave his mind.

"What do I say, beta. This headache just won't leave. I'm telling you, it's all because if Shivaay. He won't take any interest in his wedding preparations and everything has been left up to me!

Daksh's eyes lit up at that. Shaking his head pityingly, he said-

"I understand, aunty. Shivaay has never been much interested in anything that isn't related to business, they both laughed at that, "but I guess Annika must be of great help to you? He asked the question leadingly, hoping to get as much as possible out of her. And he wasn't disappointed.

"Oh, yes! Thank God for Annika. Bechari, it must be difficult for her too, seeing as the dulha refuses to cooperate, but she never complains. In fact, she's the only one who can manage to get Shivaay to atleast try and consider giving some importance to his marriage for once!

Daksh furrowed his brows.

"What do you mean?

"Well, for example, Pinky said, taking a sip of her warm tea, "just the other week, Tia and I were going absolutely crazy about which colour to choose for the marriage theme, and Shivaay being the obstinate man he is, downright refused to help us. But then in comes Annika and lectures him about how this is his marriage and the least he can do is show the slightest bit of interest in it, and then suddenly, we have our entire wedding theme ready! Pinky ended with a fond smile.

Daksh smiled at that too. It seemed that Annika really was something, managing to break through the Great wall of Shivaay Singh Oberoi. He was none the wiser to wonder how exactly this nobody managed to persuade the enigmatic Shivaay who had eyes for no one but people of his own blood status. Deciding that this much information was enough for today, since otherwise even the thick Pinky aunty would get suspicious, he wished her to get well soon and left the room.

On another end of the mansion, Shivaay sat fuming in his room due to the failure of his perfectly set plan. Okay, not failure, but delay. Still, it annoyed the hell out of him because now his plan to sabotage the Kapoors had been postponed and he would have to put up with Tia for longer. And on top of that, he and Annika would have to continue sneaking around. He didn't exactly mind the sneaking around, to be honest. It was thrilling to get those stolen kisses, those discreet touches, and he wouldn't mind continuing this for a while longer. But what he didn't want was to be someone else's in the eyes of the world. He didn't want the world to think that Annika was available. She was his girlfriend and he wanted everyone to know that. But thanks to that stupid friend of Mrs. Kapoor's who had chosen this exact time to fall sick, he would have to carry on the faade for a bit more. Angrily, he tossed his phone away and broke it into pieces.

Annika entered his room at that moment, and seeing his demeanour, she closed the door and rushed towards him to calm him down. Cupping his face in her hands, she rubbed her thumbs on his stubble. Shivaay let out a deep sigh, trying to cool down and not scare her. But then again, she was his jhaansi ki raani and he knew that she was the only one he could vent out his frustration in front of. Even in front of his brothers he had to put on the mask that was needed to protect them from all harm. Sitting down on his bed, Shivaay pulled Annika and made her sit on his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck, soothingly playing with his hair, while he tightly wound his around her waist and closed his eyes, letting the feel of her calm him down. A few minutes passed like this, before Annika broke the silence with a low voice.

"Feeling better?

Shivaay opened his eyes and grinned down at her, nodding his head. She was about to get up and leave, satisfied with his answer, when he pulled her back. Frowning, he asked her where she thought she was going.

"Downstairs, Annika replied bluntly, as if stating the obvious.

Shivaay rolled his eyes.

"And may I ask why?

Annika let out a huff that seemed to scream what I am going to do with this man'.

"To organize your fake wedding, why else? Honestly Billuji, sometimes you ask such stupid questions, I just feel like- ouch! Annika jumped up as Shivaay pinched her on the waist, and laughed at her reaction. Annika twisted her mouth in anger.

"What do you think you're doing, you stupid baggad bill-" Even now, Annika couldn't finish what she was saying as Shivaay placed his lips against hers in a soft kiss. Pulling back, he pecked her nose.

"You're so cute, He said, adoring her beautiful face. Annika scrunched her nose.

"You need to stop doing that. Annika muttered, looking down and playing with his tie.

"Doing what? Shivaay asked, confused.

"Kissing me like that. Makes me forget what I was saying.

Shivaay laughed at that, forgetting all his frustration from a few minutes before. Pulling her tighter towards him, he kissed her temple lovingly.

"Thankyou, He said simply, and Annika didn't need to ask what he was thanking her for. She simply smiled at him. Realizing that she really did need to leave now or someone might start looking for her, she started to get up again. Once again, she was stopped by a strong hand on her waist, accompanied by a low moan from him.

"Shivaay, Annika sighed. "I really do need to go now. But I'll see you soon, okay?

Shivaay pouted his lips, but then forwarded his pinky finger to her.

"Pinky promise?" He asked her childishly, making her laugh and pull his cheeks.

"Pinky promise." She smiled, and he finally let her go.

Chapter-18