The Vacation
Clutching the railing of the balcony, he leaned on his elbows, enjoying the weather and the view, both. Eyes fortunate to witness the sea tides, going up and then embracing the water again! What a lovely start to the morning!
The mighty Shivaay Singh Oberoi had taken holidays and that too for two week. That has to be the breaking news on all the channels. Realizing, that in between all his meetings, deals and office works, he hasn't been able to give enough deserved time to his wife, he planned a vacation along with her secretly, without even getting the news to his family's ears.
He had told even Anika, the very last moment, while pushing her in the car when they left for airport. Her all, luggage was inside looking at which she could only confirm her doubts that she always had that her husband was completely insane.
In their personal chopper, she had tried her best to infuriate him, to instigate some fights to have her own entertainment but to her much annoyance, he just let her do whatever she wanted. Anika couldn't have been any less than shocked. He? He? Her husband? The Shivaay Singh Oberoi wasn't giving back to her witty remarks? She must be with somebody else. She had even hit him simultaneously on his cheeks and head and she had been relieved on hearing the trademark Fhat the Wuck.
She did not remember much about the rest of the journey till reaching there. She could only recall letting her head fall on his shoulder and when she woke up, she was in her husband's arms, who was asleep as well, holding her near him.
"Shivaay, this is just so beautiful. Which place is this?" Anika asked adoring her surrounding, as she walked up to her husband, snaking her hands around his waist from the back. She hadn't been at such place ever before. He slowly pulled her from behind. Pressing his lips over her nape, he grabbed her hand.
"Los Angeles."
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