"What makes you love Shivaay sir?" asked Zayn eating his breakfast "I mean sorry to say but he is a kind of obsessed freak, devil by nature...."he trailed off but stopped seeing Annika glaring him. He smiled sheepishly before apologising "I am sorry!"

"You know Zayn,yes Shivaay is an obsessed freak and a devil but I loved the caring Shivaay who could do anything for me and trust me he is there inside the devil. Inside Shivaay Singh Oberoi is my Shivaay who step back from his desires for my comfort, who takes hunter marks on his body to save my dignity, who never check his schedule before spending time with me. I love this Shivaay and for being with this Shivaay I am willing to accept the devil Shivaay Singh Oberoi as well and that's why I am here to get myself ready for all his chaos."

Zayn looked at Annika with God knows what emotions, Annika smiled to him before adding "and I don't care if I love my devil because he loves me more than his hell!"

Zayn gave a small smile before standing up "Anyway I will take your leave now I have to keep a check over the workers in the pearl industry." He bid an adieu and left the mansion, Annika closed the gate after him.

She settled on the couch after cleaning the breakfast table and dishes when she heard the doorbell. "Look like Zayn forgot something--" she muttered and walked toward the gate.

"Zayn-----" her voice got stuck seeing Shivaay standing there at the gate with his devilish smirk, dressed in his usual coal black suit and surrounded by all his bodyguards.

"Disappointed Temptress?"

Shivaay asked tilting his head a bit toward right, his demons mocked her inside his eyes. Her blood went cold seeing him there. She knew now she had even lost the chance to give any explanation to Shivaay.

"So temptress how was your mini vacation without me and with that Zayn?" asked Shivaay entering the hall and sitting on the couch with his hands spread wide while his legs one upon another.

"Shiv--aay there is no--thing between me and Za--yn" Annika didn't knew why she was giving this explanation. Shivaay looked at her with a frown and with long strides came near her, cupping her cheeks he rubbed his thumb on her chin before whispering in a low voice.

"You never ever give any explanation to me on this Annika. I am possessive because I don't trust others men but I do trust you on this. My love is not this weak that I will doubt your character. For the first and last time I am warning, dare you even try to give anyone any explanation on your loyalty. I blindly trust you on this point."

Annika's heart swelled with happiness, inspite the number of times she had broken his trust he still doesn't even for a speck doubt her loyalty especially when she haven't even confessed her love for him ever.

His love is commendable and so is his trust!

"And now coming to the point wear this, we are getting married in an hour." ordered Shivaay forwarding Annika a packet as she looked at him horrified with sudden turn of the events. She isn't yet ready for this. She love him but getting married to him all of a sudden is certainly not something she can accept. He can't force such an important decision of her life on her like this.

"Shivaay-----" she trailed off but Shivaay interrupted showing his palm to her "Annika I had enough of everything. I could have waited for my entire life if you would have stayed by my side but now no more. Each second I have this fear of losing you. Each second I feel as if you will get yet another reason to runaway from me because I don't have a right on you legally. Now you will be my wife and I would have all the rights to keep you with me."

He held her hand and dragged her to a room, pushing her inside said in a low dangerous tone "You have twenty minutes Annika, get ready into this then we will get married in the temple over the hilltop."

"Shivaay please don't make our wedding a nightmare for me. Please Shivaay I'm not ready for it----" requested Annika but Shivaay didn't budged "Annika just wear it yourself otherwise I have to do the favor."

Tears streamed down Annika's eyes as she fell down holding the wedding dress "You can't do this Shivaay, you can't force such an important decision of my life on me like this." Shivaay settled on his knees and cupped her face wiping her tears with his thumb. Holding her chin in a tight grip he led out a dangerous staccato.

"You still don't have any idea of what I can do or what I am going to do!"

He planted a kiss on her forehead and left the room not before warning "Just fifteen minutes more Annika, after that trust me I won't take a minute to change your dress myself!" With this he closed the gate leaving the room.

Annika cried looking at the red wedding dress in her hand "Why Shivaay? Everytime I try to accept you,  you bring a new shade of yourself. Earlier you never forced such important decisions on me but now-----" her self talk was interrupted by Shivaay who warned her regarding the time. Wiping her tears she got ready in the wedding dress still not having any idea of what all Shivaay had planned!

It took them five hours to reach the temple over the hihilltop. The weather had turned dark by now as if the clouds all around the sky personified gloom.

All the while Annika was just blankly staring outside the car's window while Shivaay was just staring her as if memorizing each detail of her face. She got down the car as they have to walk a bit to finally reach on the top.

Lost in her own thoughts she didn't realise when Shivaay left her alone with the bodyguards. She realized this when they reached the temple which was just behind a Mort hundreds feet deep with all sorts of dense greenery.

"Where is your boss Khanna?" asked Annika with a tint of anger and disappontinment to which Khanna with a blank face showed her toward the end of Mort where Shivaay stood straight pointing a gun at Zayn whose hands were tied at his back and mouth was closed with a tape.

"Shivaay!" screamed Annika running toward both of them. What had happened to him all so sudden she couldn't fathom. Shivaay never killed anyone who wasn't at fault but now. His this shade was clearly new to her as well. She can't let him kill Zayn who isn't at fault at all especially because of her.

"Shivaay what's wrong with you? I am marrying you right than why are you bringing Zayn in between." she yelled but Shivaay just smirked toward her before replying "He tried to separate us Annika, I can't punish Om because he is my brother but I can very well punish him!"

"Shivaay what's wrong with you? You never killed anyone who was not wrong. You didn't even killed Nikhil then why, why are you changed so much now?" she again yelled but Shivaay didn't gave a damn, he opened the safety lock of the gun horrifying Annika to her extreme. By now it had started raining heavily and Annika's tears were lost in the drizzles of water.

"Shivaay nooo----" Annika screamed again. She asked Khanna to stop Shivaay but he just stood there with his head down. Shivaay was going to press the trigger when a prettified Annika pushed him away. Eventhought the trigger was pressed no sound was heard, no bullet hit anyone because-----the gun was empty!

Annika's blood went cold as she looked down the Mort to see Shivaay hanging with a transparent nylon rope attached to his waist which she didn't noticed earlier in her own worry of Zayn.

"Shivaay give me your hand, come up!" Annika asked raising her hand toward him with tears rolling down her already wet face. She can't believe she herself pushed her Shivaay in the mouth of death!

"No Annika, it's time for you to realize my importance. It's time for you to know my value."

He continued as he fidlled with the knot at his waist.  Annika cried like anything as she spoke in between hiccups "No--please Shivaay---I--I will marry you now only that to with my own happi--ness please Shivaay give me your hand."

Shivaay shook his head in negative with a small smile and some unshed tears in his eyes. "No Annika, this will be forced as well and I had enough of forcing you to stay with me." The demons in his eyes screamed in victory. He unhooked one knot as he continued.

"I just wanted to see you in wedding dress before I die and I completed my wish. You know I can't stay away from you when I am alive nor I can force you anymore when for every second reason you are ready to leave me. For you to be mine love is not enough temptress, now it's your guilt which will make you mine. Which will imprint my name on your soul. The guilt that you killed the person you loved will never let you be of someone else. I won temptress, I won you, now even if you want you will never be able to leave me. My death will ensure your soul to be trapped with me, now and forever. Now no one can separate Shivaay from Annika!"

"Good bye Temptress!" with this he opened the last knot falling straight into the deep dense green Mort. Annika kept crying, shouting his name like anything but all what she heard was an eco of Shivaay's last words.

"I love you temptress!"

Dil jo ibaadat kare ishq ki
Toh marke bhi zinda rahe aashiqui
Junooniyat hai yehi 
Junooniyat hai yehi....