Both of them were zoned out in their own word but kept stealing glancing of eachother. Anika being Anika thought to break the ice.

"Shivaay, can you please turn on the radio." Anika suggested.

"No, let it be a silent ride, if you want you can talk to me!" He denied annoying her.

"What should I talk to you?" She asked, angrily.

"Anything like your hobbies, interests." He suggested and she gazed at him, scrunching her face.

"Really? I wish that Rudra or Om could be here, they are fun, man!" Anika exclaimed, pouting to herself.

"Does that mean, I'm boring?" He questioned her, cocking his eyebrow.

"Yeah!" She muttered under her breath and smiled sweetly at him turning on the radio much to his irritation.

Listening to the song Bol do Na Zara, Anika glance at Shivaay who was concentrating on the road. Smiling to herself, she started humming the song.

"Where are we going?" Anika asked, tapping her fingers on her lap.

"Shopping and a surprise." He replied with a wink and her eyes widened.

"Omg, Shivaay singh oberoi even surprises." Anika mocked, faking a shocking face.

"Shivaay Singh Oberoi can do anything." he stated will attitude, rolling his eyes at The drama Queen.

The car halted at a Shopping mall, as usual, being Shivaay, he gets down first and opens the door for Anika. Smiling at his gesture, she leaves towards him and he stiffened the moment her breath fanned on his ears.

"Thank you, Shivaay." She whispered in her husky voice and backed away immediately sprinting into the wall leaving a blushing Shivaay behind.

Entering into the mall, Anika walked into the ladies section for some dress but Shivaay tags along selecting a prom dress for her.

"Anika try this!" He insisted and she agreed in disbelief, walking into the trail room.

Faking a cough, She walked out of the trail room wearing a floor length black prom dress hugging her waist and enhancing her curves with a deep neck and a slit along the side.

His pupils dilated at the gorgeous lady walking towards him. His hormones raged at the sight of this beautiful lad. Pressing his lips in thin smile, he passed a smile nodding gesturing her that he accepted the dress.

"Fine then, I'll change and come!" She uttered dooming back into trail room and he heaved a breath.

"What happening to me?" He muttered to himself, smacking himself walking away.

"Shivaay." Anika called out trailing behind him, he faked a smile.

"Shivaay, please try this once." She pestered, showing him the black tuxedo.

"Why?" He asked, looking every where but her.

"Please please.. Please." She pestered, pulling up a puppy face. Sighing, he grabbed the tuxedo and sprinted to the trail room.

Wearing the tuxedo, He gazed at the reflecting in the mirror.

"Not bad, Shivaay! You look handsome." He complimented himself and walked out of the trail room.

As the door, clicked opened, her eyes snapped up and god he was looking dapper in that black tuxedo. Man! His perfect jawline, fair complexion everything minor thing about him.

"Checking me out?" He teased her snapping her out of her daze.

"Are you serious? Checking you out no way, But black suits you well." Anika replied confidently, walking away and Shivaay giggled.

After packing their stuff and paying the bill, they walked out of the mall and settled themselves in the car.

"Man, I'm hungry!" Anika whined, Shivaay giggled at her antics.

"Okay, let go to a restaurant." He said, smiling at her and she frowned.

"No not at a restaurant but at a hotel." Anika uttered confusing Shivaay.

"Okay whatever you wish!" He agreed without any further queries.

Anika smiled at him, muttering an Aww to herself. He is a perfect gentleman, isn't he?

As the car halted at a restaurant, They walked into the reception and the receptionist passed a sweet smile to them.

"How can I help you, sir?" The receptionist inquired.

"Shivaay Singh Oberoi here. Can I get two rooms?" Shivaay asked and receptionist sighed.

"Sorry sir but only one room is available right now?" The receptionist replied.

"What do you mean? I'm Shivaay Singh Oberoi, The Shivaay Singh Oberoi." Shivaay scowled scaring the receptionist.

"Sorry sir, We don't.." The receptionist was interrupted by Anika. She sighed, this man is really an arrogant jerk.

"Hey, Thank you and sorry for the inconvenience. Can you please allot that room for us." Anika said, taking the keys from the receptionist.

"Anika, What are you trying to do?" Shivaay asked confused by her, this girl really is something but he was royally ignored by her.

The receptionist giggled at Shivaay while Anika faked a smile at him, walking away much to Shivaay's annoyance.

"Anika.. " He called out trailing behind her.

"Shivaay it's okay we can share a room. When we are living under the same roof then we can share a room I guess?" Anika explained unlocking the door and shivaay shrugged.

"First let's have something!" Shivaay suggested and Anika nodded.

"What should I order?" He asked dialing up the reception.

"Your wish, I'm okay with anything." She replied, leaning back on the chair.

"Yea, Noodles and pasta,serves two and two cups of coffee. Room number S34." Shivaay ordered on the phone and disconnected the call.

"I'll just fresh up and come." She uttered, walking towards the wash room.

"Hey, wear that black dress which we bought now." Shivaay said plainly and Anika frowned.

"Why?" She asked to which he passed a stern look and she walked away muttering something incoherent.

As she walked into the washroom, She closed the door with thud, angrily and he giggled.

Shivaay's Pov:

I was fiddling with my phone, going through Rudra's instagram account. He recently posted a new picture with Anika with caption tagging 'My dii, my partner in crime.'

She is adorable but is she herself or is it her pretense? I was busy in my own thoughts when the washroom door opened with a 'click'.

I just glanced up at the simple yet elegant beauty, her hair tied up in a messy bun and hair locks sticking out of the bun. Her face done a minimal makeup.

And now I'm not even surprised by the beauty because she is an ever stunning one but my eyes deceive me always.

Pov ends.

A loud knock on the door snapped him out from his daze. Averting his gaze from her, he stood up on his feet and walked to the door. On opening the door, He found a bell boy with the ordered food stuff.

Taking the tray from him, He quickly ushered inside, closing the door behind. Arranging everything in the table, he chose to keep quiet.

Smiling to herself, She sat opposite to him and he passed a smile serving the food. Anika opt to sip her coffee first.

"Anika, You're looking drop dead gorgeous." He blurted out and immediately cursed himself for the slip of his tongue.

Listening to this, Anika immediately choked out the coffee on his shirt out of shock. Shivaay eyes widened and glanced at the coffee splatter on his shirt.

"Shivaay, I'm sorry." She apologized, pulling up a puppy face melting him.

"Hey, it's okay. I understand." He said, removing his blazer and walking towards the washroom and Anika followed him.

Anika's pov:

Damn, What did I do?. I grabbed the towel from the case and soaked it on the water while he was ranting about how carless I am at times. Okay, I agree.

Glaring at him, I started cleaning the coffee splatter but he denied.

"Anika, it's okay." he said and started unbuttoing his shirt and immediately turned away so that my back was facing him.

Although the mirror placed in the washroom gave me a great view of him. I smiled to myself or I shall say blushing furiously.

But Being Shivaay Singh Oberoi, he noticed it and a small smile crept on his face. He took few steps towards me and his hands snaked around her waist, his fingers ever so slowly making their way across my bare stomach, sending child down my spine.

He nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck, brushing his nose along my neck, nibbling it. His cologne was driving me crazy but was snapped out of the trance as my phone was ringing.

Pushing him away, I realized what was I up to. Cursing myself, I ran out of the washroom not giving him a once-over and thanked my dad, mentally for calling at the perfect time, saving me.

Pov ends.

"Shit! What did I do man? What might me she thinking about me? Oh god, please save me from this girl or else on day she will be the death of me." Shivaay muttered, running his hands through his in frustration.

After taking a hot shower, Shivaay walked out of the washroom in a black three piece suit and saw Anika standing in the balcony.

"Shall we go?" He asked pretending all normal though his heart was pounding in his rib cage.

"Yeah." Anika agreed looking everywhere but him.

They drove off to the venue, it was a open garden area, decorated with candles and lightings every where and then Anika understood that it was a ball.

Shivaay immediately grabbed the masks and passed it to her. Putting it on, he extended his hand for her. She smiled clasping his hand and the walked towards the centre stage.

Slowly they started saying their hips, holding their hands they gazed into each other's eyes and their eyes depicted many emotions. One was confused about his feelings while the other started to fall for him.

He back hugged her, twirling her in his arms. Swaying their hips, he turned her around and slid his hand around her waist, yanking her closer to him while her hands rested on his chest. They had a brief eye lock again while they swayed to the slow music.

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Precap: one month leap.
Much love
~Harshu