Rikara SS His Seven Deadly Sins Fifth sin UPDATED! 1/11

<font size="3"> Hey! I am Rex and I am back with another Rikara story 😉 This time it's a series of 7 Shots. They are loosely in series. I know one of the fellow forumwasi has an article about the 7 sins but I have already talked to her and my story is totally different. So without wasting anytime let me present you </font> His Seven Deadly Sins

BLURB Just a brief account of how the seven deadly sins made Omkara Singh Oberoi fall in love with his wife Gauri...

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His first Sin <font size="4"> GLUTTONY </font>
Omkara woke up in the middle of hot June night, feeling suffocated due to high room temperature. He dragged his hands across the left side of the bed with hopes of finding either the AC remote of his wife's hand. But there were none. He dragged it further but when only empty space came to his hand he opened his eyes abruptly. His wife was missing. He checked the whole room, even the bathroom but it was like as if she disappeared into the thin air.
Panic seizing him, he was just about to wake the whole of Oberoi Mansion when some noise came from downstairs. He quickly went down, then to the kitchen, from where the noise was coming only to watch the most unexpected scene.
There she was, his wife, siting on the kitchen cabinet, facing the opened refrigerator which threw light all over the small body. "Gauri, what are you doing here?" He asked in his monotonous voice.

"Omkara Ji, why are you up so late? Do you need anything?" She asked, trying to hide something behind her.

"I could ask you the same thing. What are you doing here? Do you know what time it is? It's 3 in the morning. And what are you trying to hide?" Omkara walked up to her.

"It's nothing Omkara Ji...I came here just have some water," Omkara knew she was lying. It only made him more curious.

"Show it to me Gauri," he said, his voice a little serious now. Gauri defeatedly pulled her hand from her back, revealing chocolate ice cream mug in it. She was pouting sadly, expecting him to start scolding her any moment now.
Instead Omkara chuckled.
"Gauri, you are eating ice cream in the middle of night?" He asked but a smile.
"Sorry..actually sometimes I have late night ice cream cravings," she said looking at her feet as if they were the most interesting thing and her cheeks turning scarlet.
"You know it's my favourite flavour? And it was the last carton left," Omkara said with the fake disappointment in his voice. He wanted to see her cute worried face.
"I am so sorry Omkara Ji! I didn't know that. I won't eat it now," Gauri was about to put it back into to fridge when Omkara stopped her by grabbing her hand.
"Don't worry Gauri. Even I am craving for some chocolate ice cream now. Let's eat it together." Omkara sat on the cabinet and indicated her to sit beside him. Gauri got him a spoon and they both started enjoying there midnight snack with lots of random talking and hushed laughter.
When the mug was completely empty and totally licked off they both jumped off from the kitchen cabinet.
"Omkara Ji," Gauri called.
"Hmm?" Omkara arched his eyebrows. Gauri moved her hand forwards and rubbed her thumb on the corner of his lower lips. Omkara froze as electricity jolted through his body. "I-ice cream...on your lips," Gauri stammered, lost in his chocolate orbs.
She was about to move her hand away when Omkara coughs it in mid air and pulled it towards him only to do the most unexpected thing. He licked her thumb which had some ice cream over it. Realise what he is doing Omkara immediately let go to Gauri's hand.
"Sorry..I saw the ice cream and...I-its very late. Let's go to sleep,"

His second sin <font size="4"> WRATH </font>
It was Omkara's second exhibition in last three months and his best one so far too. Everyone was praising the young aspiring artist's breath taking masterpieces. There was a a big crowd of media, waiting impatiently to catch some glimpse of India, now Asia's most famous artist, Omkara Singh Oberoi. But his chocolate orbs was scrounging for just one person. His wife. His mom had said, today was the best day to announce that Gauri was his wife. Though he still wasn't so sure about his feeling for her. They were still as foggy as ever. But he simply couldn't ignore his mother's wish for that, especially when she had been sick lately. He caught her glimpse, leaving the exhibition while talking on phone.
"Gauri!" He called. She herd him but so did the hundreds of photographers and media people. Soon Omkara was surrounded by people holding flashing cameras and mikes, throwing questions at him one after another. "Sir, do have anything to say about your huge successes of your exhibition?"
"Sir, who was your inspiration behind your paintings?"
"Sir are you dating someone currently?"
"Sir, when will your fans get to attend your next exhibition?"
These were just few of hundreds of questions being thrown at him but Omkara paid them no mind. His focus was fixed at finding his wife. Then he saw hues of blue and silver struggling between the crowd. It was Gauri, trying to cross the crowed but it was nearly impossible.
It was when one of the reporters standing beside Gauri pushed her real hard making her fall of on floor. "Get out! Don't you see we are trying to take interview of Omkara Singh Oberoi? I don't understand who let these low class people in," the reporter hissed, looking down at Gauri with disdain. Omkara swear he saw red. His curled his fingers into hard fists and gritted his teeth. He had been angry at the reports before but this time what he was feeling was almost murderous.
how dare he! Omkara growled with anger as he strode towards him in two huge steps and moments later the reporter was laying on the floor with a black eye and bloody face. There was a pin drop silence in the room and everyone had distanced themselves from the beast that Omkara had become. He walked towards Gauri who was still on the floor and kneeled before her, his anger soon changing into worry.
"Are you fine?" He asked. Gauri nodded, too overwhelmed by what just happened to speak.
"Can you get up?" He asked. Gauri tried to get up but fell down just the next moment, hissing with pain.
"I think I have sprained my leg," she said. Without thinking twice Omkara groped her into his arms, caring her in bridal style. He looked around, aware of the fact that the cameras have already captured the whole scene.
"Nobody dares to insult my wife," he announced with anger back on his face. Apparently it was the statement enough for the media and all thanks to the magazines, newspapers and news channels Rikara marriage was official.

His third sin <font size="4"> ENVY </font>Even after many protests ShivRu had thrown Omkara a success party for his huge achievement of his last exhibition. The part was boring, Omkara decided. He wanted to spend sometime was his wife instead. It was so much better to listen to her nonstop chattering then to listen to the stupid loud music here. They could easily sneak out and go to Baskin Robins to have there favourite ice cream flavour!
Omkara was about to go to Gauri who was talking to Bhavya when he was suddenly captured in a tight hug.
"Omkara it me! Riya!" The girl broke the hug and chirped.
She was his college friend. He smiled looking at her.
"Oh my god Omkara, you look even hotter now! Your wife is so lucky!" Riya teased him.
"You too look really beautiful Riya," Omkara said politely though he knew no girl in the world could even look even a fraction of as gorgeous and Devine as Gauri. But why was he even comparing her with Riya?
"Really?" Riya chuckled.
"C'mon let's dance. I hope your wife won't mind it," before Omkara could even react he was already been dragged to the dance floor. Unknown to him a pair of doe eyes were watching him with hurt obvious in them.
After 15 minutes of torture Omkara finally excused himself out of the floor. He hated dancing and his lack of skills in that particular field only increased the hatred. He still had to time to sneak out and have a little ice cream party of his own with Gauri, so he decided to call her and ask her to meet him outside the mansion. But all his thoughts and plans flew out of them window when he saw Gauri sitting in the minibar with a guy. He was another of his college friend and a total flirt. He whispered something in Gauri's ear and she started laughing as if he cracked the world funniest joke. She never laughed like that with him. Omkara tried to glup the uneasy feeling thinking he was just being irrational. Gauri was just tying to mingle up with his friends. He should be happy. But then his friend placed his hand on Gauri's left tight and pressed it lightly and Omkara lost it. He walked up to Karan and Gauri and ripped his hand off her thigh.
"What the hell were you doing?" Omkara growled. Karan got up from his seat looking pale as a vampire.
"Omkara, I was just- just talking to her bro..think Tia is calling me. I'll leave," Karan immediately ran away scared of AngryKara. Omkara turned back to Gauri who was grinning at him like the chashire cat.
"Why didn't you do anything when he was touching you?" He asked.
"T-touching? We were j-just talking! And he is sooo funny," Gauri started giggling nonstop at the last part. She was acting weird...what's was wrong with her? Then Omkara noticed empty shots on the table beside Gauri. He frowned.
"Gauri, why did you drink so much?" Omkara asked trying to keep her stable. She kept falling off the chair.
"So much? Omkara Ji I just drank itsy-bitsy! And it feels so nice...like I am free of all the things!" Gauri yelled with joy and giggles. Omkara giggled back looking at her cute antiques but soon came back to his serious self.
"Free of what Gauri?" He asked. Gauri hiccuped.
"Feeling Omkara Ji! Feelings! You are so stupid!" She replied lightly taping him on his head as if he was a child.
"Feelings?" She nodded.
"Can I tell you a secret?" She asked coming closer to him.
"Yes." "I think I love him," she said in a hushed voice. Omkara' heart skipped a beat. And unknown fear clutched him almost chocking the life out of him.
She loves someone? was Anika bhabhi right? Has she really moved on?Gauri no more likes me? But why is this thought scaring me so much and who the f#ck is this person whom she likes? And how can she like him? She is my f#cking wife! She is mine!
Omkara was about to ask more about this person she was in love with but she was already asleep in his arms, so he decided to let the matter slip till he wakes up. He carried her to his room in his arms and placed her on his bed and climbed on beside her. That night everyone got nice goodnight sleep except one soul with long hair and heavy heart.

Before starting this chap I wanna warn you guys that I TOTALLY SUCK at writing steamy romantic part... *sweat drop + stupid grin* so if after reading this part you people feel like slamming your head on the wall or throwing up then, you have been warned >_< second of all I made this chap long in order to cover up for not updating since forever. And all those of you who are waiting for my another story to be update THE BILLIONAIRE's LITTLE SECRET you guys *might* have to wait a little longer since I have a very imp test scheduled this weekend..but I'll try to update if I get time to write. Enough of my bakwass now...happy reading!


His fourth sin LUST

Something was off about certain two people in Oberoi mansion and everybody had noticed it. And it all started exactly after they both returned home with the ancestral idol.

Tension was thick enough to be cut by scissors between Gauri and Omkar. They won't even look at each other and this was really pissing the other two couples of Oberoi mansion, as matter of which ShivRu tried to ask Omkara if something happened on the trip, just like AniYa tried to ask Gauri. But all in vain. Om would masterfully dodge the topic whilst Gauri would start blushing and run away. At last they all gave up.

No one knew that it was actually the sexual tension which was creating all the mess. Gauri had passed out on the trip due to inhalation of smoke (all due to Balram's evil plan). She almost stopped breathing, so panicked Omkara did the first thing that came to his mind, save her life by giving her CPR.

When Gauri gained her counciousness back first thing she felt was the tingling sensation on her lips. Feeling the lips of the guy she fell so deliberately in love with was no less than heaven and hell combined. She couldn't help the moan. And it just snapped something in Omkara. Rest, neither of them is sure how the act of CPR turned into a passionate make out session.Since then they have been avoiding each other like cancer. Especially Gauri.

It was Shivika's mehendi ceremony and Dadi had called everyone downstairs to get the function started. The girls were getting ready in their room so Dadi sent the guys to fetch their wives.

Omkara stormed into his without knocking and soon realised his mistake. Gauri immediately turned around with scarlet face and ran to bathroom.

what happened to her? Is she ok?

"Gauri are you ok?" Omkara knocked the bathroom door gently.

"Y-yes," her reply came from inside.

"Ok. Um..Dadi is calling everyone downstairs..." he said.

"O-Omkara Ji, you should go then. I'll come in a while," even though Omkara couldn't see her he could make out that she was struggling with something inside.

"But Gauri the function is about to start. Is everything alright?" He was a little tensed now. Why did she run inside watching him?

"Wo-wo...O-Omkara Ji..." she stammered.

"Gauri what happened, tell me," his voice was coming out more as an order, this patience coming to the edge.

"Wo..Omkara Ji..m-my...,"

"Gauri your are testing my patience now, tell me," Omkara knocked harder at the door. He wished like breaking it down.

"Omkaraji...I can't tie my blouse dori..." Gauri said meekly. She felt so embarrassed to confess it.

Omkara chuckled lightly. His little wify was so naive.

"Oh, so do you want me to help you?" He asked keeping his voice monotonous but smirking mentally.

"You can call Anika bhabhi or Bhavya...," Gauri replied.

"They are busy getting ready too," Omkara said leaning against the door of the bathroom with a grin plastered over his face.

"Oh..."

Then there an awkward silence between them, with neither having any idea what to say.

"Gauri..." Omkara said.

"Hmm,"

"Open the door," he said in a husky voice.

After few seconds there was click of the door unlocking. Gauri stood before him in a plain beautiful blue saree with black blouse.

Omkara walked behind her and held the dories in his hands, his finger caressing against her back which ran a chill down her spine.

Omkara was taking his sweet time to tie the dories. Gauri didn't know if he was doing it intentionally or unintentionally but hid fingers were touching her skin more that required. It was almost torturing for Gauri. Was he trying to kill her?

When he was finished, Omkara rubbed his finger against her nape and Gauri couldn't control it anymore. She moaned.

"Gauri," Omkara whispered her name in husky voice like a spell.

Gauri bit her lip to suppress another moan. It was almost insane how just her name from his lips have such an effect on her.

He grabbed her bare waist and turned her around and held her chin up with the other hand to make her look into his eyes.

There was lust..dark, sinful and pure lust in his eyes, along with another emotion she can't put finger at.

He ran his hand along her cleavage as of his hands were the thirst of a man lost in desert and her heavenly skin, the oasis.

"Omkara Ji..." Gauri moaned again.

Omkara began to move forward making Gauri take steps backwards until he had her against the wall. He placed his hands on either side of her trapping her between his hot body and the wall..

There was no escape now...

He leaned forwards and Gauri quickly moved her head making his lips collide with her jaw. Omkara begin to leave feather kisses across her jaw, her cheek and her neck.

Gauri moaned even loudly, curling her fingers into a tight fist. His kisses were heaven colliding with hell, pain mixing with pleasure and hunger turning into addiction. Gauri was truly enslaved by them.

Omkara tilted her head towards her, grabbing her face with bother is hands and rubbing his thumb over her lower lip.

He gazed down at them only to glup in anticipation and look back into her eyes again.

His eyes, Gauri realised, were begging her.

"Gauri please...," Omkara managed to say. His lips almost hovering over hers.

She was hot, bothers and confused. What's was he asking for?

"O-Omkara Ji..." she whispered only to have his index finger over her lips.

"Please don't say a word...please," he was pleading again..himself not sure what for. But he knew he needed to plead her.

"Please..."he said again...his hot breath running chill down her spine.

"But Omkara ji..I don't un-"

"I want to.." he needed to say something. Anything! But he just couldn't find the right word for what he needed. Silence...the bitchy silence, it just loved messing with them did it?

"Y-yes?" Gauri stammered.

"Gauri..I want to..I..I," not being able to make the words say Omkara grained in frustration.

action speaks louder than words

If he can say it, he will show it to her!
Omkara pinned Gauri's body against the wall, wrapped her legs around his waist and slammed his lips on hers like a wild beast.

he was hungry. Hungry for her..

"Omkara ji.." Gauri moaned running her slender fingers across his long hair.

Omkara detached his lips from her only to attack her neck, leaving numerous love bites. Soon he found her sweet spot and waited no time in biting it, feeling his skin against his teeth, consuming her.

controls was long lost...

He started rubbing his body against hers. Pressing himself in her. Gauri almost lost it. She felt so hot and ovaries felt like they would just burst. Gauri moaned and moaned and moaned..his name stuck on her lips like a swear word on a sinner's lips.

enslaved and addicted..

Omkara slowly reached for the single hooking holding her blouse intact. (The dori long loosened.) And loosed it making the blouse hang by mere courtesy of her shoulders. She didn't wear her bra, it was padded blouse..Gauri realised and immediately held her hands against her body keeping the blouse from falling down.

"Gauri please..." Omkara begged again.

Gauri realised, he should never be allowed to do that. Because when he looks at her with his pleading eyes Gauri feels like she could do anything for him.

Omkara removed her hands from her chest and intertwined her fingers with his. Her fingers fit so perfectly between the gasps of his own..as if they were just made for him.

Omkara placed a soft kiss over the center of her neck, then on her cleavage, then on her chest, then her stomach, her naval. Gauri grabbed his head by his hair as she moaned loudly. Something in him snapped.

he wanted her...then and there...

He quickly got up and pressed himself against her. It was then Gauri felt something hard poking her which made her shiver in both fear and pleasure.

"Gauri.." Omkara groaned. he was kissing her shoulder hungrily and wildly, carelessness it intentionally leaving marks.

He couldn't take it anymore and was about to tear the blouse off her upper body when there was knock at their door.

"O? Is bhabhi ready? Dadi is calling us! You can make babies later," it was Rudra in his playful self talking from outside their room.


did Rudy bhaiya hear her? Was she so loud? Gauri almost melted into a puddle due to embarrassment. She quickly pushed Omkara out of the bathroom and closed the door.

Omkara was so fazed with what just happened in last 30 seconds that it took him another 30 to absorb everything. And when he did he ran his hand through his hair with a groan and said-

"Shut up Rudra!"

His Fifth Sin
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Gauri, who was sitting in her Shanti Sadan English class was so indulged in her teacher's lecture that she almost missed it when the hustle bustle of the class died down all of sudden.

Everyone, including Mr Arjun, her teacher's jaw dropped to the floor as their faces turned as pale as vampires. All their eyes were fixed to the gate at the back of the class.

Gauri turned back out of curiosity and annoyance. She absolutely hated it when their was even slight disturbance in the class. But what she saw at the back made her eyes pop out.

It was Omkara in his perfectly tailored suit, loosened long hair, eyes covered by dark shades and monotonous expressionless face.

what was he doing here?

"Omkara ji?" She muttered subconsciously.

She was sure Omkara herd her because she saw him smirking before walking towards her.

Soon the silence of the class turned into hushed noises of curious gossips. Omkara was a celebrity. No doubt everyone knew him.

He stood before her seat, looking down at her shocked figure.

"Stand up," he said.

"Huh?"

"I said stand up Gauri," he repeated, his voice sprinkled with irritation of repeating his words.

"Omkaraji, what are you doing here? I though-"

"We will talk about it later, now stand up," he said, cutting her in between.

Gauri had zero clue about what was going on. What was her husband trying to do? But she followed his request nonetheless and stood up.

"Come out," he said.

"What?"

"Gauri, do I need to repeat myself every time? I said come out," he said rolling his eyes and pressing his lips together.

Gauri walked out of her seat and stood before him. He was such a tower compared to her. It always itched her but more than the she found it pretty cute.

Her husband grinned before doing the most unexpected thing. He bent down a little only to pick her up in his arm in bridal style.

"Mr Shatstri, I hope you won't mind me borrowing your student for a while," he asked Arjun, Gauri's teacher with an innocent smile over his face.

"N-no..Mr Oberoi. Not at all," Arjun managed to say, who had still not completely absorbed the fact that Omkara Singh Oberoi was in his class.

It was Omkara needed to hear. He walked out of the class.

"Omkara ji! What are you doing?! Put me down!" Gauri yelled.

Omkara didn't even pretend to listen.

"My class is going on! I'll miss it!" She cried again but all in vain.

He took her to his ridiculously expensive car and drove her to OM, all without uttering any word.

"What the hell was that?" She asked furiously as they got inside their room.

"Why were you not here when I came back from Germany? I told you to stay here, but no. Your stupid English classes are more important," he said annoyingly as he glared at her.

"You said that your flight got postponed! So I though you'll might return tomorrow!" Gauri replied glaring back with same intensity. If he was doubting her again like last time then she was so done now.

Soon Omkara's facial expressions changed from anger to sadness.

"Do you have any idea how much I missed you Gauri? So much that I was almost going crazy about not being able to see you and when I came back, so excited and happy, you were busy with you stupid classes," his soft eyes zeroed at hers, so many emotions floating in them..as deep as the ocean.

Gauri was at loss of words.

"Did you not miss me? I guess not.." he said to himself sadly.

"Omkara ji, it's not-"

"Gauri I might sound like a creep to you but I don't know what's happening to me. I am not able to understand myself these days. I feel this-this annoying feeling when I don't listen to your nonstop chatter or your ridiculously irritating jingle of bangles for long... I hate it when you get so busy with your work or stupid classes..that you almost forget about me." He said in a frustrated voice as he started moving closer to her.

By each of his prowling steps forward, she took meek steps backward until she hits the wall.

"I don't know about you Gauri but when you are not by my side I go crazy. I want- no need, you to stay with me all the time. It's almost like a drug to me and I have become addicted to it." He muttered.

For the first time, he was opening his heart to her, something she had always wished. But now when it was happening she had no idea how to react.

"Gauri, when it comes to you the dark side of my soul dominates over me. When it comes to you, I become shellfish, needy, demanding and-"

Gauri gulped.

"-and greedy," he finally whispered before crashing his lips against hers.

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OMG this is lovely I read two sins going to read rest soon

Originally posted by: maivelli

OMG this is lovely I read two sins going to read rest soon

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It's superb yaar...I lived the ice cream part...

Great idea and awesome shots. Update the rest soon pls!