The next day when Raavi came to his house, Shiva couldn't stop smiling. Ever since she had kissed him, Shiva hadn't been able to stop thinking about her. Somewhere deep down she must have accepted their marriage, otherwise why would she kiss him like that. He saw his Dhara bhabhi staring at him suspiciously a couple of times. She had probably never seen him so happy.

Raavi was ignoring Shiva. He didn't like it of course, but he knew how to deal with it. She went to Dhara's room and they started talking for sometime. Shiva decided to give them their space. He didn't want to be a part of their stupid gossip sessions. He starting to browse through their stock file, but his mind kept flashing back to yesterday when she kissed him. Her lips were so soft against his cheek. He remembered how close they were, and how he held her tiny frame in his arms. He wanted her again.

Dhara and Raavi came out of their room after sometime. Dhara went to cook lunch for the family, and Raavi excused herself to leave. Shiva immediately pulled her inside and took her to the store room. He locked the door from inside and pulled her by her waist.

"Shiva, kya kar raha hai? Chhor mujhe!" Raavi said.

"Abhi toh pakda hai." Shiva smirked and kissed her forehead.

"Aise toh mujhe chipkali kehta hai, aur yaha tu hi chipak raha hai."

"Biwi hai. Chipkunga of course."

"Tu wapas wahi rat lagake baitha hai. Tu nahi hai mera pati."

Shiva kissed her just beside her lips, successfully shutting her up.

"Tu mujhe kiss nahi kar sakta." Raavi said.

"Pata hai. Ab toh tujhe usi din kiss karunga jis din tu khud mujhe kiss karegi." Shiva said and kissed her forehead once more. "Aur tu zaroor ek din mujhe pati maanegi. Khud kahegi mujhe apne maang mein sindoor bharne."

"Sirf tere sapno mein. Aisa kabhi nahi ho sakta! Mujhe saari zindagi tujh jaise bhootnath ke saath nahi guzarni."

"Iss bhootnath ki hi kisi din aarti utaregi." Shiva laughed and kissed her cheek.

Shiva noticed how she would shiver at his every touch. Her cheeks would turn red at his every kiss. He ran his fingers down his arm and Raavi gulped hard. She tried to pull away, but he pulled her into him, slamming her back against his chest. Holding her soft body in his arms felt amazing. He kissed her on the crook of her neck and she moaned. He left a few more kisses on her neck. She managed to free herself and quickly run away from the house.

He still didn't know why he was so, so attracted to her. Ever since he had gotten married to Raavi, he couldn't stop thinking about her. Now that she was his, he couldn't stop himself from kissing her, and his thoughts were even more erotic. Once Raavi accepted their relationship, he wouldn't stop himself from having his way with her. But for now, he needed to think about how he could get her to accept him as her husband.

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Raavi couldn't believe she had let him to that. His touch worked like a spell which would root her to one spot. She touched her neck where he had kissed her. She remembered each and every sensation she felt when he kissed her. In fact, she was missing his lips touching her skin. Shiva was crossing every line with her and she was letting him. Who knew he would be such a romantic husband? Raavi immediately cursed herself for thinking of him as her husband. They weren't married and she loved Dev. She gasped when she thought of Dev. He had completely slipped off her mind. She reprimanded herself for forgetting him and letting Shiva win.

She walked to the market and started finding a gift for Shiva. Every arrangement has been made. Raavi had taken special permission from Prafulla to stay the night at Pandya house. Dhara was going to send all her devars to do some work in the evening. Then Raavi would enter Pandya house and decorate the house. She had all the decorations stashed under Dhara's bed. Then when Shiva came in at midnight, they would surprise him.

Buying a gift for Shiva was the hardest thing. She didn't know what he wanted and he would throw out her gift every year. Although this year, she had an inkling that he wouldn't throw out her gift. Raavi smiled at she thought that and picked out a watch for him. It was expensive, but it would go perfectly with the shirt that Dhara was gifting him. She bought it and quickly went home to pack her bags for the night.

Raavi chose the black dress she had bought for the midnight party. She shoved it into her bag when her phone beeped. It was a message from Shiva. Raavi felt her heart flutter, thinking what it must be. She quickly opened it.

"Tere surprise party ke baare mein pata hai. Krish ko decorations mil gaye saare. Apne gift ka intezaar rahega."

Raavi frowned. Krish was absolutely useless. Now her gadhera knew about his party. It wasn't a surprise anymore. Dhara di and she had planned everything so perfectly. She had been so excited to scream surprise at his face and see him get angry, but her gadhera left no chance.

"Dhara di ko mat batana tujhe pata chal chuka hai. Woh upset ho jayegi."

"Bhabhi ko kuch nahi bataunga. Par aaj raat ki kiss liye bina main cake nahi karunga."

Raavi gasped. Her gadhera was evil as well.