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"Agent Raj, what's the status of your expressions?" asked Rudra, overdramatically in what he claimed to be a spy voice. Talking to his brother over a Bluetooth although Shivaay was just ten steps away from him.

"Rudra who is Raj now?" asked Shivaay frustrated. The preparation was done for the party or more like get together among close friends. Shivaay's side of friends that included Aman, Abhimanyu and Gauri were informed about the plan along with Tripti and her wife Angela. Much to Shivaay's horror even his most serious friend Abhimanyu agreed with this plan---with Gauri and Aman, he never had much hope.

From Annika's side it was Natasha, Yuvraj, Mehar, Siddhartha and Chubby. Bhavya was stuck in some family issues and Roshini was away to her grandparents' home over a leave and still not back.

"Raj is your undercover name Bhaiya. Now focus. As per the plan after Yuvraj come along with Nuts, Mehar, Sid and Chubby we will introduce them to Tripti dii as your future wife and Angela dii as her si----" Tripti who was on conference along interrupted almost immediately "Don't you dare Rudra. She is my wife. She wouldn't be introduced as my sister. That's barbaric" She sighed, she never wanted to get indulged in this plan if not for Angela who eventually fell for Rudra's puppy eyes.

"Okay dii, don't worry I will introduce her as your friend fine" replied Rudra "Now I need to check if Agent Simran is ready or not. After introduction and cake cutting, we need to start with her dance performance.

"Now who is Simran?" asked Shivaay, sitting on a chair. Feeling a headache making its way. When and why did he agree to this plan, can someone please remind him?

"Simran is Annika's undercover name Bhaiya. Stop disturbing now" chided Rudra "Agent Chulbul, what's the status of Agent Simran?"

"Agent Simran is ready. With some fake unshed tears and makeup eye-bags" replied Gauri, the one excited about the entire plan most apart from Rudra. "Gauri instead of wasting the time here you could have handled the Japanese Conference" interrupted Shivaay, couldn't believe that they were actually his employees who instead of working in the office were indulged in all this mess they addressed as Master Plan.

"Shut up Bhai. Don't ruin the fun. The Conference is being attended by Tej Uncle" replied Gauri, scolding Shivaay and he had the doubt again run in his mind. Was he actually her boss or vice-versa?

"Attention everyone the target is arriving" it was Aman who was on the terrace with a spy glass, looking for arrival of Yuvraj. It doesn't make any sense considering there was CCTV in the entire Oberoi estate and they would have been informed about Yuvraj's arrival by Khanna. But Aman wanted to make use of the antique Spy glass worth lakhs; he bought. It was a spy glass used by Germans in World War one and now Shivaay's dearest friend was using it to spy over a college going boy.

"Great Agent Karan." Said Rudra than addressing Abhimanyu continued "Agent Arjun please make sure Agent Raj don't mess up. Make him stand in his planned space while Agent Chulbul bring Agent Simran down in a while."

"All set" replied Abhimanyu than held Shivaay and dragged him to stand beside Tripti who was standing along with Angela. He held Angela and dragged her to stand beside Om.

"No sugarcoating Shivaay. I regret helping you in the first place. I was supposed to be on a date with my wife" said Tripti, frowning at her friend. "Oh trust me I regret it just as much. I was supposed to be kissing my wife somewhere." Replied Shivaay, eyes on stairs. Waiting for his wife.

"Agent Rajjo recheck over the music" Rudra directed Om who frowned at his undercover name "I am not Agent Rajjo or whatever. What the hell is Rajjo?"

"Rajjo is Sonakshi Sinha's character in Dabang series. I was going to make you Chulbul but Gauri Didi took it so you are Agent Rajjo" replied Rudra "Now don't disturb and focus the target is arriving."

"See even your brother gave you a female character now just bring them a jiju, Long hair specie" teased Gauri chuckling over the call while Shivaay rolled his eyes at his dumb personal assistant who didn't realize that Rudra was shipping her along with her long hair specie.

"You changed your gender as well Ms. Mard" snapped Om. Great, his brother is just as much dumb. Sighed Shivaay.

"Stop both of you. Your story can start later on first we need to be present for the screening of DDLJ" snapped Rudra. Shivaay wanted to ask what is DDLJ but refrained not wanting to put more pressure on his already roasted brain.

"Great so everybody set 1, 2, 3 and go" declared Rudra to which everyone looked at him confused "Umm sorry Rudy but go what? We need to at least wait for Yamraj to enter?" asked Angela. Her slight Spanish accent messing up the pronunciation.

"O my adorable sister. While Yamraj does suit him better but let's not upset the god of death by naming that leech Yamraj. His name is Yuvraj" corrected Rudra than seeing Yuvraj entering along with his friends warned everyone "Okay guys all set. Agent Raj stop waiting for Agent Simran. Remember you have to keep a blank stiff pose. Stop ogling and drooling at your wife."

"I don't drool" snapped Shivaay, feeling his temper already raising high seeing that hot blood kid in front of his eyes. Shaking his head, he shifted close to Tripti like planned. "I don't have a good feeling about it Shivaay. You aren't a controlled man. You will mess up. Pushing Annika away when she will kiss you isn't something you can do. Man even the way you look at her would make everything obvious" said Tripti softly.

"Seriously? I will mess up? And you think otherwise this plan will work?" asked Shivaay whispering, he can't believe his own friends doubt his control. He is a very controlled man and he would prove it to them. He would push Annika away when she will kiss him.

He would!

He can!

He would try his best!

Rudra moved forward greeting everyone, lying that Annika's family had some issue that's why she wasn't available for last two days. He then brought them in front of Shivaay and Tripti "and guys let me introduce you to Tripti Martin --- my brother's girlfriend."

While Mehar looked heartbroken over her #Shivika ship chances failing. Chubby and Siddhartha congratulated the couple. Yuvraj shared a silent look with Shivaay which Shivaay replied with a fake forced creepy smile that could scare the living daylight of any ghost.

The worst case was of Natasha, she couldn't even digest the fact. He loved Annika. She had seen it in his eyes. They both loved each other than what happened all of a sudden. She looked at him for a minute confused, disbelief and then in unadulterated anger as her eyes fell on Annika who joined them along with Gauri. She looked completely shattered, her eyes were red, black eye bags clearly formed below her eyes showcasing how much she had cried and Natasha was sure it had nothing to do with her family issue.

She wanted to yell at Shivaay for breaking the heart of her best friend. Maybe even slap him once or kick where the sun doesn't shine disregarding what effect it must have had on her internship but held back considering she doesn't know what happened and also that they were in public.

"and she is Tripti's friend Angela M---Mishra" introduced Rudra while everyone involved in the plan mentally face palmed themselves. He didn't know Angela's maiden name and couldn't add Martin behind her so the first thing that came in his mind was Mishra.

"Mishra? Weird for a foreign surname" commented Sid. Angela looked completely Spanish with her blonde hair, fair tone and light green eyes. It was impossible to make anyone believe that she is Indian "My father has Indian descendant" rescued Angela "that's why Mashra."

"Mishra---you are messing your own surname" said Mehar, amused, confused all at the same time.

"Sorry Bad Hindi" apologized Angela, looking down flushed "Hey It's okay love" said Tripti not feeling good about everyone pointing mistake of her wife. She almost went ahead to hug her if not for Shivaay who held her hand stopping her back.

"Love?" asked Natasha with a raised eyebrow, something wasn't how it appeared "You two seem too close."

"And here her detective brain accelerate" commented Shivaay under his breath. If nothing than Natasha's too good of an observing skill goanna mess up bad. Looking at Tripti with a mocking smile he commented "and you said I lack control?"

"Shut up you ungrateful moron" snapped Tripti, hitting on his leg with her heel making him stifle a cry. Oh he hates his friends!

"Let's cut the cake shall we. Annika have a special performance for all of us" interjected Rudra and along with Aman and Gauri left to bring cake. Yuvraj much to Shivaay's annoyance held Annika's hand and excused her to a corner.

"Oh Can we just cancel the plan and I commit a murder. I am Shivaay Singh Oberoi. I can get away with at least one murder can't I?" asked Shivaay, rushing where that hot blooded kid pulled his wife. Tripti held his hand "Remember something name 'control' Shivaay?"

Shivaay took a deep breath listening to Yuvraj and Annika's conversation through the Bluetooth. The desire to commit the murder still lounging in his mind.

"Annika hey you okay? I heard what happened? I am sorry you have to go through it" said Yuvraj, softly placing his hand on her shoulder and Annika for a moment looked into his eyes genuinely. She had always seen so much concern for her into his eyes that she couldn't accept the fact that this very person planned to break her relationship. He cared for her than why couldn't he see that her happiness belongs with Shivaay.

"How do you know?" ask Annika, not needing to fake the sadness and heartbreak because the person in front of her was her genuine friend. One she cared for and who broke her trust. His betrayal broke her heart enough. She loved him as a friend after all.

'Please confess Yuvi, don't make me lose you as a friend forever' the thought crossed her mind, she desperately wanted to say.

"Rudra told me. He has made a plan to make Shivaay sir jealous because he thinks behind the divorce Shivaay sir have another reason. I know you wouldn't like to go through---------"before he could complete Annika interjected him "I want to go through it."

"What?" asked Yuvraj, shock written clear on his face. As far as he knew and Rudra told, Annika should have never agreed to the plan of making Shivaay jealous. She doesn't like playing with his feelings.

Leave that, the Annika he knew and love won't give a damn about someone who left her. Even if her heart hurt she would hold her head high and show him that he can't break her apart. She wouldn't look back at the person who left her alone forget trying to win him back. This was clearly against her self-esteem.

"I want to go through this. If by this I can get back my Shivaay I will go through this" said Annika, in a dead serious voice before looking at a shocked Yuvraj with eyes full of tears "You are my friend Yuvraj? You will help me right? I want Shivaay back in my life. I can't live without him."

"but Annika------"trailed off Yuvraj not knowing what to say. This wasn't how he planned but he couldn't find any reason to refuse her especially with the heartbreaking hopeful eyes. He loved her after all.

"Fine" agreed Yuvraj, even if Annika agreed to the plan he had already informed Shivaay. It wouldn't work. He moved away as Sid called him leaving behind Annika who was immediately pulled behind a pillar by her 'controlled' husband.

"I don't like that hot blooded kid touching you" he complained, his hands around her waist while his face near her neck sending goosebumps with every whisper. She smiled with her palm on his chest. She loved this feeling, this feeling of being wanted by this man.

"No one can touch me like you" she replied, her voice soft almost a whisper due to the torturous slow movement of his fingers on her waist and his stubble on her neck. He smiled, he loved the effect he had on her. Nobody else does. His biggest achievement.

"We really had to go through this?" he asked, his thumb padding her lips. Biting his own lips he couldn't help the desire to kiss her again. What was wrong with him? He was always a controlled man. Never reacted to even the most seductive steps of any girl but with her----he behave like an addict. Kiss her until he had to break for oxygen and then kiss her again.

"You agreed to the plan" replied Annika in an undertone. Her eyes closing softly under the touch of his thumb grazing over her lips. "My biggest regret" murmured Shivaay, eyes softly shutting as he leaned closer to kiss his wife, something he wanted to desperately do since morning but couldn't.

His lips have almost touched hers when a loud voice through their Bluetooth jerked them apart "BHAIYAAA"

"Agent Raj, Agent Simran. What the hell is wrong with you two? Where have you disappeared? People have started noticing your absence. Thank god Angela dii and Tripti dii are also out so they don't suspect you two together. Now Agent Simran you come first and Agent Raj you come after few minutes from the other side." Scolded Rudra from the call.

"The one murder I can get away will be of this idiot" muttered Shivaay making her chuckle and was going to kiss her but she pecked his cheeks and ran away muttering "I love you Husband"

Shivaay stood for a minute than a goofy smile formed on his face as he rubbed the back of neck leaning on the pillar "Stop it Shivaay. Stop smiling" he whispered to himself but the smile just got wider "She loves me" muttering he kept his head on the pillar, his smile hurting his cheeks "Okay Shivaay stop behaving like a damn teenager" he reprimanded himself before turning and hugging the pillar "She loves me."

Om and Abhimanyu who saw this scene rolled their eyes "and this guy is insecure that he is eight years elder than Annika. Can anyone say this?" commented Om, scrunching his face seeing his elder brother behaving like a love sick teenager hugging the pillar and rolling over it.

"and he have to behave stiff and internally heartbroken. How are we supposed to ensure that? Look at him, his smile is sickening" added Abhimanyu. A faint smile forming on his own face seeing Shivaay so Happy. More than a boss, Shivaay was his closest friend and the best person Abhimanyu ever knew, he deserved to be happy.

"Goanna be a hard task but we got to try" replied Om, holding his own smile seeing his brother so happy. They walked toward Shivaay shaking their head to bring him in his form.

Moments later Shivaay rejoined everyone. Angela and Tripti joined almost at the same time as well. The cake was brought to be cut when Sid commented teasingly "Bhaiya romance and all? Need to be more discreet don't you think" he pointed at Shivaay's cheek that held a faint shade of Annika's lipstick.

He froze along with Annika not getting the reason to explain when Sid himself added "Romancing with Tripti Bhabhi and then sending her with her friend so that no one doubt you. Old trick Bhai doesn't work on us youngster."

Tripti and Shivaay cringed at the statement but passed a fake smile. Although the thing that nobody noticed but Natasha did was the color of lipstick on Shivaay's lips didn't match the color of lipstick Tripti was wearing. The light red color matched to that of Annika or Angela. Considering Shivaay have left Annika, it can't be hers. Also Angela's lipstick was quite smudged.

Was Shivaay cheating on Tripti with Angela after leaving Annika?

Does that make sense? She rubbed her head not getting anything. Tripti didn't ask any question to Shivaay. She was out as well. Her maroon lipstick is smudged as well. What could that mean?

No Nuts don't even think of it! Natasha's conscious scolded her as her thoughts ran in a complete wild and erotic direction.

"Annika first piece of cake to the eldest person here. Our very own oldie Bhaiya" said Rudra, knowing very well that her brother and best friend would want this anyhow. He can always give this an excuse to bring these two together to Yuvraj.

Shivaay internally smiled, moment like this save Rudra from getting murdered by him.

"Sure" replied Annika, passing a grateful smile to Rudra. She turned toward Shivaay, both of them maintaining their façade yet their eyes playing a game of their own. His eyes teasing her along with his lips that wiped out the cake from her fingers. Her eyes shying away from that promising look of sinful deeds he held for her.

They were pulled out of their reverie by others who eventually got involved more into cake facials than cake eating. The cake is meant to be smashed on the faces---Rudra Singh Oberoi's words.

"Okay now all of you get cleaned while my Annie will prepare for a special performance for all of us" announced Rudra sending Annika away with Gauri and then making a seat for all of them to sit. Shivaay sat between Angela and Tripti making Tripti frown like anything "You are the Rudy of my life."

"If I am not getting my wife you aren't getting yours too" snapped Shivaay, giving a cheeky smile.

"I am so jealous of Priyanka. Due to some important work she was able to excuse herself from this mess" whined Shivaay, after few moments holding a glass of fruit punch.

"What important work?" asked Angela, trying to engage in a conversation with her wife's close friend. She had never met Shivaay much but has heard a lot about him from both media and her wife "Some case I guess. She didn't say clearly just that she will tell me everything soon. She needs time. Didn't get her clearly but didn't force either. She is old enough to make her decisions."

Tripti and Angela shared a look but didn't said a word as Shivaay got engulfed in his phone looking over the work emails –which is his personal assistant work but she was more involved with their so called Master Plan.

His focus was disturbed by the dimness of light and the music. There walked his wife looking angelic in the Indian attire wearing ghungroo, walking with complete grace. The white color ghaghra embolizing her wheatish complexion and dark chocolate brown eyes. She looked beautiful always but in Indian attire something just highlights in a way that it feels like he is seeing her for the very first time. Falling in love with her for the very first time.

 As the music registered his mind, he face palmed himself realizing the dramatic song his brother have chosen.

https://youtu.be/y9Bj5E3xiUA

Di nahi dua bhale
Na di kabhi baddua
Na khafa huey na hum
Huey kabhi bewafa

"Seriously?" he whispered to himself and looked around to see his friends stifling laughter while a completely oblivious Sid, Mehar and Chubby were enjoying her dance. Natasha looked like was trying to solve some universal mystery and Yuvraj was confused and frustrated at the same time.

Tum magar bewafa ho gaye
Kyun khafa ho gaye
Ke tumse juda hoke hum
Tabaah ho gaye

Shivaay felt like to just dig up a whole and hibernate till all this drama is over. He didn't condemn the song, it was beautiful. Plus his wife was a great dancer. Being an admirer of Madhuri Dixit himself he loved the entire melody but at this moment the lyrics looked so overdramatic that he can't help. Adding to which the snickering glances he got from Aman and Abhimanyu. Shaking his head he decided to just focus on what's important-----his wife!

Phir akhiyan mein preet ki teri
Reet jaga jaana
Mohey chhod ke jaane ki khatir
Hi laut ke aa jana

Annika perfectly performed her steps, trying to ignore her husband who now was looking at her with his beautiful sinful eyes. Nobody who knew him well enough would believe he was heartbroken! He had his own not so descent imagination running in his mind.

Haan ghair ke humnawa ho gaye
Kyun khafa ho gaye
Ki tumse juda hoke hum
Tabaah ho gaye...

Tabah ho gaye!
Tabah ho gaye!
Tabah ho gaye!

Lying back on his elbows, in a laid back position while enjoying his wife's dance, Shivaay took a glance of Yuvraj to make sure he wasn't looking at him. Than very sneakily, maintaining an eye contact with his wife, he bit his lips softly and winked at her almost making her stumble on her steps.

Haan sajde mein humne maanga tha
Umar bhi humari lag jaaye tumko
Khud se hi tauba karte the
Nazar na humari lag jaaye tumko

Annika looked down while trying to maintain her dance steps and expressions. Her husband was literally seducing her with his eyes and action, right when she is dancing on a sad melodramatic song.

Hum magar...
Hum magar nagawara tumhe kis tarah ho gaye
Ki tumse juda hoke hum tabaah ho gaye

Shivaay looked at Annika, eyes tracing her form from top to bottom before giving her a suggestive look and padding his own lips pointing at hers. Her face flushed deep red as she once again put a futile attempt to remove her eyes from him.

"I swear this pervert will mess up everything" said Tripti, who was sitting beside Rudra and shaking her head at Shivaay's behavior "It looks like if he gets even a minute of privacy with Annika, he is goanna eat her whole."

"I know right dii. He is so inconsiderate. I am doing all this for him. I made such a master plan for whom?—Him but leave being grateful. He isn't even considerate enough to follow it properly" complained Rudra, voice dripping with over melodrama.

Tabah ho gaye!
Tabah ho gaye!
Tabah ho gaye!

Annika ended the dance as everyone clapped; Shivaay was all set to whistle loudly when Tripti held his hand "Shivaay remember you are heartbroken! You aren't supposed to be whistling over Annika's performance."

"Why don't I get to whistle over my wife's performance ever? Neither in her college event nor here" complained Shivaay and excused himself on the pretense of a call to follow his wife who went to change after sharing a pre-decided look with Yuvraj.

"I am going to get at least one kiss before this drama" muttered Shivaay completely determined to himself following Annika to the room from the other way. Abhimanyu, Om, Rudra and Aman looked at each other and muttered together "Controlled Shivaay Singh Oberoi!"

Aman and Gauri indulged everyone in the party while Natasha pulled Rudra in a corner to understand what all was going around without mentioning the lipstick incident. She didn't want her friend to think she is alleging his elder brother as pervert or a two timer.

"So you are telling me Annika and Shivaay had broken up because Shivaay loves that girl Tripti" Natasha tried to reconfirm yet again. She really felt her heart dropping, she had seen how much Annika love Shivaay and even Shivaay's love was so evident. Why would these two even break up especially on Annika's birthday? What was wrong with Shivaay?

"Sad but true" replied Rudra wiping his non-existent tears looking at Yuvraj with a side look who was listening to both of them.

"Then why did you guys arranged a party today? Annika must be so upset" Natasha was genuinely worried "She need time to cope up."

"Because we wanted to cheer her up" replied Rudra faking an overdramatic painful breath.

Meanwhile Annika entered her room and was going to close the door when her 'controlled' husband rushed inside and without a second warning backed her against the wall. She wanted to ask so much, warn him about the plan but one look---a single look of those dark grayish blue shade of his eyes and her mind went blank.

He backed her up completely to the nearest wall, his legs slightly separating her thigh amid the legging she was wearing. The entire culminating heat of his body was seeping to her. Grabbing her wrist he held it above her head and she didn't utter a word. As if she didn't have a mind of her own. As if every part of her belonged to him.

His other rough hand brushed the hair from her face before lifting her chin until their eyes met. He looked so intensely that the desire to devour her passed right through the air itself. Leaning in closely, he waited for her to close her eyes before brushing his lips softly against her. She couldn't help the sigh that left her lips.

The soft kiss turned so intense in a moment that she couldn't believe it was from the same man who have been nothing but gentle to her from ever. His lips showed no mercy, they kissed so fervently that she couldn't feel her own nerves anymore and she loved very single minute of it.

"I wish I could do this forever" he breathed against her lips, breaking the kiss. He rubbed his thumb on her chin while she softly opened her eyes. Still not being able to find her voice. His lips found way to her chin, the soft sweet peppering kisses that left her breathless, and her each hand gripped on either side enclosed within his. His body pressed against her, making her feel every evidence of his needs for her.

His teeth grazed a small natural mark on her collar bone. While he filled his lungs with her trademark scent. She wore the scent of early spring on her delicate neck and every kiss he stole tasted of morning dew on bright yellow flowers.

He bit a soft spot and she quivered in his grip. The moment his tongue touched that very spot she melted in his fingertips.

"Shivaay----please" she didn't even know what was she requesting for, him to stop or consume her whole. The feeling, so foreign yet so known. His neck kisses felt like heaven while ironically making her breath hard and desiring every possible sin between them.

She was intoxicated by the feel of his arms around her, his lips on her neck, by the scent of her man---her husband.

As his hand slipped low, the desire started mixing with anxiety, a fear. Fear of the intimacy that follows this. She loved him. She knew. She wanted him. She knew. Yet, the slow apprehension in her mind was inescapable.

Without a single word shared, he recognized that. Recognized each of her apprehensions. Leaving a mark on her neck he cupped her face and joined their forehead "We would take it slow love. I am sorry I got carried away. It's just I love you so much and despite how innocent you look, I still end up getting seduce with one single look. You are so adorable that it's ruining me. I am so sorry----"

"Please don't apologize for this" she whispered against him, eyes close, her palms enclosing his bearded cheek "It means a lot to me, please don't apologize for that."

"I am sorry. I am just so new to this that it makes me nervous. I like it, I know. I want this, I want this with you, I know. Yet the fear still creeps up. I don't particularly know what I actually fear because there is nothing to dread. I don't make sense I guess. You are my safest place, I know you won't hurt me but I can't help the anxiety building up in me over the thought of complete intimacy----over physical relationship. The thought of being touched in all the forbidden places scare me." She confessed softly making him smile.

No. He isn't disappointed at all. He understands the very need of taking slow. It's been just two days where they have actually acknowledged the fact that they loved each other. Just two days of a confirmation of a forever. A relationship takes time and they are working great in their own. Respect, trust, love they are inducing each of this component in their marriage. With a future in mind, they are working over the present each single day.

A complete intimacy is natural to scare her, especially with someone like her who is so untouched by life. In fact this entire situation make him happy, she shared her apprehension, her feelings, her fears without any force. She didn't give in into him as per her gratitude but took her own stand as well. She talked about something as intimate as physical relationship with him openly and that's what intimacy is actually about. Laying the thoughts bare to read and the soul naked to love.

"You know Annika I have seen many of my friends into whirlwind romance and immediate sexual relationship" he continued, rubbing his thumb over her chin "I watched them move so fast toward each other and I think-------how beautiful it would be when it move slow and takes time, when its' curious, how it lingers, all those layers to uncover, how it feels to explore."

"I feel like I am a hindrance in our own relationship" she said, her lips letting out a sigh. Why can't she feel the immediate gush of desire shown in movies and books and forget every fear? Why can't she let go of every apprehension? Why is it so different from what's it shown? When she love him why the fear still exist?

"You aren't any hindrance in our relationship Annika. Everyone have a pace and this is ours. There is two known aspect of physical relationship usually. Either the old society one where it's more of a compulsion and the comfortable pleasure of the partner isn't something that matters. There an open conversation of the same doesn't happen. Second the too modern one where an immediate lust acts up, turning something that should be a special feeling into something done out for fun. I won't condemn any of this but we my love------"he lifted her lips in a smile "We are the very balance of the same. We understand the importance of it both as a compulsion and fun. We talk and that's really important. One need to learn to openly discuss about it, bring the comfort. So that when it happens it means more than just compulsion or fun."

He placed a soft kiss on her forehead "Maybe we are slow, boring and full of flaws but we are real jaan and that's what actually makes our relationship beautiful."

"When I love you why does the fear stay? Why I am still full of anxiety? You are comfortable enough to move ahead than why not me? " she asked him. She needed to know, is there something wrong in her love for him?

"There is nothing wrong in your love for me or my feelings for you. Feelings connect soul wifey but our body still needs its own time. Time to be used to the touch of other, the one heart accept. I am more comfortable because I have grown in a society where sex isn't talked among hushed whispers like the situation in your village. When your entire life, its drilled inside you that sex is like some kind of forbidden sin and then on the wedding day all of a sudden you are advised more like commanded to go through this with your husband uncaring how comfortable you are with the fact or not. It's natural to be scared. I would have been terrified if I would have been in your place" He replied, easing her tension.

"Okay for example tell me something have you ever seen erotica, read it? Watched? Watched any movie with heavy intimate scenes?" he asked to which her cheeks flushed "have read some new adult romantic novels---they had kiss scenes" she replied, looking down. Face giving tough competition to every shade of crimson possible.

"That I am sure isn't erotica wifey" he said slightly pinching her flushed cheeks. "I have. As a teenager, with a wide variety of friends. It was inevitable. That's what separates our line of comfortableness. Even if it would be my first time as well I am more exposed to this topic than you." His honesty and answer eased out every doubt in her mind. She was glad, she had him. Someone who so patiently listened and explained every aspect of her own fears.

"Would I ever be ready?" she asked him and he smiled softly "You would be wifey. Maybe right now there are a few hard edges in you and they just need a little soft touch of our lenient intimacy and time. And there are these tender places in me that just need to know that this is a good love, and maybe that thing that I feel when you say you love me.........how it's slow, but certain. Just like our relationship. I think it's how we feel the light come in, and maybe for just this moment" he kissed her forehead "a little softness, and a little good love....." he bend to her ear and whispered softly kissing her earlobe.

"That's all we have to be"

Okay I know I couldn't complete the entire party in this update but it was already 6000 words and long chapters tend to be boring.

About Annika's fear, you may find her annoying but that's how her character is. It's not as easy to let go of all our apprehension and anxiety over physical intimacy despite how much you love the person. Her old school upbringing doesn't help much as well. I am not of old school upbringing and I do even  write romance but I still can't even think of kissing someone, that's borderline scary for even me.

The only thing is she is able to share it with her husband-------well because he is so patient and understanding.

God I wish husbands like him exist in the world otherwise I am dying single.🤣🤣

By the way rate Shivaay Singh Oberoi control from 0-10?🤣

Precap: 

"I am so sorry Annika" Yuvraj held her palm, falling on the floor, tears brimming in his eyes "Please don't do this to yourself. This isn't you. This isn't the Annika I know." he pointed at Shivaay unconscious figure on the bed "He loves you, only you. I did everything. I did it to separate you two. I lied to him, to you and maybe too even myself. I somewhere made myself believe that your feelings for him are out of your gratitude and not love.  I just couldn't bear the idea of not having you as my life partner. I--I became selfish I am sorry."

He confessed, he confessed all his crimes. He couldn't see her. Couldn't see her destroying her self esteem. Destroying herself to get back the person who actually loves only her. He can't let her do wrong. He can't let her overthrow her morals, her self respect which actually made her the Annika--he loved.

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Promo:

"Where are your eyes idiot? What do you think you were doing?" Mallika scolded the man in  front of him, wiping the coffee on her dress that a moment ago was in her hand. She had come in her best friend Shivaay's office for punishing him for ruining all her efforts for making her recently made friend Annika's birthday special. 

After punishing and enjoying his embarrassment along with Annika, she went to get herself a cup of coffee when this man indulged in his phone bumped into her spilling the entire coffee over her favorite white pencil skirt and white jimmy choo heels.

"What I am doing? What are you doing? You bumped into me and even broke my phone." scolded Nihal, after a moment of shock. He looked at her way of dressing for a moment, scrunching his nose in disgust. He hated girls that couldn't follow the very provision of proper dressing.

"Of course its my fault." she said sarcastically  "Do you even have any idea how much these heels cost?" Shaking her head not wanting to indulge in a quarrel with this mindless idiot she turned to leave when her heel slipped over the spilled coffee. She was about to fall when the same mindless idiot held her dramatically from her waist. 

'How filmy' muttered Mallika's conscious but instead of an eye lock the two glared each other as he commented "These heels would have cost you your face" He pulled her up crashing her to his chest "One advice learn some proper dressing etiquettes would help you to present yourself better Ms. High Heels."

Mallika frowned, how dare he condemn her dressing style "One advice to you to Mr. Low Mentality. Go over your men ego and jump from it. Hope you get successful in this suicide attempt. Would help the society a lot"

Both of them glared each other still none of backing from that very position. This entire scenario was seen by two pairs of eyes who were confused, surprised, amused all together.

"Weird. Mallika doesn't behave like this. Fighting back to someone like Nihal is a waste of time for her" commented Shivaay, his relentless fingers dancing over his wife's waist.

"O God" Annika commented, her smile wide "Can't you see it?"

"See what?" asked Shivaay, perplexed and surprised.

"The spark?" she asked. Her eyes gleaming. Nihal wasn't someone to give time to women who didn't met his stereotypical views either yet here he was glaring Mallika relentlessly, still his arms around her waist.  

Nihal was someone who had very biased view of how women should be and Mallika, she was a force to reckon with. Self made, head strong. Someone who could break every damn part of his men ego and crush it under that very high heel. She was superior to him in everything career, power, knowledge, money everything. Something Nihal's family made ego can't digest. 

"ANNIKA NO" said Shivaay, eyes widening in realization. His wife was shipping his best friend with her Ex-fiancé. 

"Shivaay please?" Annika made her very innocent face, with baby eyes and he sighed in defeat not being able to refuse her. Mallika is so goanna kill him if she gets to know even a speck of it.

"Mission Nihika on" said Annika, hugging the arm of her husband, a rush of excitement in her mind to play cupid over the new hopeful couple.

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So did anyone see #Nihika happening 🤣🤣

I actually planned it in the very starting when I introduced Nihal character and than Mallika. 

Remember Nihal isn't evil, he just have a set of ideologies, drilled in his mind by his family and society. Kind of like Annika!

Also don't worry we aren't shifting on Nihika at all. It's Shivika book only and will be on them only.

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