Shivay looked at his wife. She looked so peaceful in sleep. She snuggled closer to him as if wearing his warmth. Pulling her in close embrace he kissed over her head and in took a deep breath. The smell of her shampoo always intoxicated him like nothing else. It is the best fragrance for him. She smiled and kissed over his chest as she opened her eyes.

"Good morning husband" she said pushing him more towards her as if it was even possible.

His bare skin touched to her's making goosebumps rise. It so amazed her that a girl who was shy to sleep wearing even a sleeveless top was not even bothered of wearing anything last night after their heated up session. In deed it is not everyday thing because Shivay was really strict about wearing clothes after they made love but the previous night was different. She slept immediately after and he had no heart to wake her up. Seeing her nervousness about the interview made him worried a bit too, in deed she hasn't faced any interviews in past years but now when the day arrived he cannot let her become all nervous and loose the opportunity. He kissed over her head again and caressed her arm.

"Feeling nervous?" he asked.

"A bit" she replied eyeing his eyes.

The ocean of love in his eyes is enough to make her confident. She will definitely get the job, thinking so she got up and went to get freshened up. Soon she came out and he entered. The bed was done neatly and Shivay has set the bread to toast. She loves him so extra much for these special qualities in him. How sweetly he helps her out in household chores without even asking what to do and what not to. Back in their own home they have so many servants still this man never boasts about it and does every work silently. Happily she made omelette and set the table for breakfast.

"Yumm my favourite breakfast" he sat down licking his lips.

The evident sign of him when he is excited about eating any dish that he loves. She too sat down and they completed their breakfast together. 

"What are you going to wear?" he asked setting the dishes inside the dish washer.

"Confused yaar" she said drying off the bowls.

"Okay I will choose" shooting up his ever charming smile he went into their room.

Every time Shivay chose dress for her it worked like her lucky charm. This time too as expected he chose a simple yet elegant dress in blue. She couldn't understand that from when he started obsessing over the colour much but the jeans and the top he selected were really nice. She went to washroom again to take another bath and then got ready. She looked beautiful. She stood in front of the mirror while he kept staring at her reflection from back, sitting over their bed. She applied cream and lastly took up the vermilion box to fill her hairline.

"Anika you need not apply it, here no one does" he straightened up.

Once he had heard one of his friend's wife complaining to his friend about the same. She had said that she feels like an old aged and outdated lady when she applies vermilion. She had also said that western and vermilion do not match and it messes up the look. Anika shockingly turned towards him, she never saw this coming.

"Back in our house I never said you this because of daadi. She might feel bad, because she is elderly and loves few rules and regulations but here it is just you and me. You need not apply vermilion as the stamp of our marriage" he tried smiling, but her expression drifted quickly from shock to hurt.

"Shivay I never apply vermilion to show it to others, neither I apply it as the stamp of our marriage but you know what. This vermilion gives me strength, it always assures me that whatever it may you are always there with me to hold me in difficulties and support me. Shivay I love you and this mark glorifies that love. I feel proud because I am privileged to use this vermilion as the mark of our love. And listen today what you said, is already said and it's okay but never repeat that ever again" every word she said made him feel proud of her.

"I am proud of you and thank you for loving all these and loving me so much" the sweet pain of love knocked the door of his heart.

"Now don't cry like a baby and help me in revision" he walked close to her and asked question.

Trying to be most professional she answered. He asked another and her answer came out more confident as compared to the last time. Like that they went out of their house and locked the door behind.

"Bless me lord" she folded her hands and prayed and sat inside the car.

Shivay drove off chanting more encouraging words until they reached in front of her office. She waited for him to join her as he parked the car. Then holding her hand he walked in.  She went to the waiting arena for interviewee and after making her sit comfortably he turned to go.

"Hey Oberoi" someone called from behind and turning towards the person, Shivay's face lit up.

"How are you sir?" he asked shaking hands with the elderly person.

"I am doing fine, what about you? Why are you here dear?" the man asked.

Shivay's eyes at once traversed to Anika and he saw her nodding no.

"Actually sir I came to meet you. I need basic advises to increase the popularity of our company over here" Shivay was thinking to meet this man from past few days but knowing that this man has resigned from his previous company made it difficult for him to find the elderly man but now he is thankful to his wife for choosing this company.

"Come join the interview panel" Anika who was staring both of them prayed to god against it.

"Thank you sir but I have a problem regarding joining the interview panel and that I will let you know when we meet next" denying very politely Shivay walked off.

Anika could easily say that this man was really very proud of her husband. After wait of an hour, Anika's name got announced in mic. Arranging herself she went inside the cabin and got seated. Professionally she kept a smile intact over her face. Twenty more minutes passed by as Shivay waited outside for Anika to arrive. He walked up and down in the lawn and continued praying to god for Anika's success. After another ten minutes Anika came, she was not looking happy.

"Wanna go back home Shivay" her voice held a mark of irritation.

"What happened?" walking close he slowly supported Anika's back.

"These people needs a certificate as the proof of my english fluency. They think that since I am an Indian, I don't know much about english. This is the soul reason why I didn't get the job. And listen I don't even want their job, who the hell are they to judge people on the basis of their fluency in english? And when I have answered everything fluently in english they shouldn't be asking any prove. No one is sitting inside my throat who was saying all those and not me. Disappointed" saying so she walked off.

"If you allow me then I will reveal your identity and then they will offer even higher paid job" Shivay said.

"I don't want a job based on your popularity Shivay, you know that is why I asked you to not reveal my identity before interview. And Shivay I know I am capable of getting an even better job. You just don't worry" she intertwined their fingers and walked front.

They got seated in car. He accelarated the car when she asked about the elderly man. He said that the man was his professor when he studied business over there in a top ranked college. He also said that this professor always introduced new startups and became successful and then sold it. Shivay said that this man is never bored of inventing some new and easy techniques to do something different. Listening to all these Anika became proud and then understood that why the man overlooked the name of her guardian and asked questions to her on the basis of what she is. She instantly became happy knowing that having an english speaking certificate is the requirement to get the job and it is not for any one person but for everyone. Her smile returned and she shared more about the questions they asked. Shivay commented and put forth his opinions. They reached home.

"Anika I am going to the factory for something urgent, will return soon' dropping her immediately he went off.

Like that she gave three more interviews but got rejected only on the basis of her fluent english speaking certificate. Shivay was sad too looking at her depressed and wanted to do on his basis but she isn't allowing that also. He kept her head over his lap and slowly caressed her hairs. She closed her eyes thinking of what to do next. Just then Shivay's phone rang and it was video call from his family. She straightened up and looked at the screen. The family was together sitting, one fighting with the other to get space into that small screen. Sahana tried touching them in real, what they understood looking at her tries to touch the screen every time. The family discussed about Anika's interviews and she confessed it all. As she talked more to them her confidence boosted up.

"See I was telling her the same but she never listens to me" Shivay complained while resting his hand over her back.

"Shut up, you were never sensible to handle all these situations" Pinky soon cut him off.

"Believe me mom when someone has a mom like this then he doesn't need any enemy" Shivay commented, his hand slowly shifting inside her top.

Anika felt it whatever he was trying to do and tried removing his hand without moving much. After all elders and entire family was sitting on the other side of the screen and she doesn't wants to get teased but when Shivay is her husband then it is difficult. His hand travelled more up.

"See Anika, how much jealous he is" Pinky fake cried.

As they chatted more, Shivay's hand roamed shamelessly inside her top. In that process he even unclasped her brassiere. His hand then dangerously came down and he rested it over her thigh. Bearing all his tortures she continued speaking to their family but his touches became intimate, more intimate and it was getting difficult for her.

"Is there any problem Anika?" daadi asked narrowing her brows.

Listening to daadi Shivay smirked and turned towards the screen as if no one is innocent just like he is.

"Is there any problem Anika?" Shivay asked mimicking daadi's voice.

"No daadi, maybe I am a bit distracted" Anika answered and again tried to hold Shivay's hand but getting the chance he touched her intimate part making her shiver and then again looked at the screen innocently.

"Daai, Mom and everyone would you mind if I go and take a bit rest? Feeling very tired" Anika tried to act tired while Shivay continued his torture.

"Sure beta, take care" saying so the call went off.

Shivay smirked looking at her and soon pushed Anika over the bed. She tilting her head up locked their lips and pushed him more to herself.

"Desperate huh?" distancing from her, he asked.

"You are ruining me" she commented.

"With pleasure my wife" nothing said more and he locked their lips again.

Their touches became more intimate pleasuring the other. They freed themselves from clothes and he made love. After their dangerously sensual session he lied beside her and kissed over her head. After resting for few minutes he made her wear her clothes and they drifted off to their dreamland hoping for Anika's bright future.

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So job hunt went unsuccessful for now. What next? Any guesses? Stay tuned dearies and bye and really sorry for the late post.

*NOT PROOFREAD BECAUSE DIDN'T GET TIME, POINT OUT THE MISTAKES AND I WILL CORRECT THOSE IN MORNING AND WILL POSITIVELY REPLY TO ALL IN THE MORNING, I PROMISE*

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