This is my first time that I'm writting a bold part. 🙈🙈🙈🙈
Thanks Kitu2003 for giving that scribble. I was able to push myself out of my comfort zone and now I can write intimate scenes(Not too much intense one) with ease .
Enough of my rant and let's start the story.
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The famous venue of "Jashan"was shining tonight with the beauty of artificial lights which is lit up by electricity. The hall of Jashan was decorated with numerous long satin black curtains which was giving the hall an elegant yet vintage mysterious look. !0 big elegant chandeliers were hung on the ceiling to lit up the room and sweet serene fragrance of the candles was making the hall breathtaking. Jashan was famous for the flamboyant parties and atrocious events which was usually thrown by the upper class people. They spends thousands of money only on parties and shopping. It was what Annika thought.

Annika Abhaya Raichand, daughter of Late Raghav Tridev Raichand, who was preceding owner of Raichand Event Management Firm now called RiVya Internationals. It is currently the most famous Event Management Firm in India. Annika has taken over her father's almost bankrupt company at the time of her parents' demise. She had taken the responsibility of her sisters Gauri and Bhavya on her own shoulders. She made them able to stand on their own feet. She has gained success in within a year of her joining the family business. Now RiVya Internationals has been working on other fields of business other than event management like airlines, film production, reality shows and lots more field. Annika had taken the company to immeasurable heights. She was hell irritated with the parties. She just wanna sneak out and go home and rest.

Her chain of thoughts were broken to crash. Unknowingly she had walked into a pair of strong arms who had caught her clumsy self before kissing the beautiful embroidered carpet of Jashan.

"Hey! Watch where are you going? Silly girl!" The man muttered and left Annika stand bewildered .

"Arrgh! The nerve of that man." Annika fumed at her savior.

Her friend Chanda saw this and teased her for whole night. This party was hosted by the famous buisness tycoon of India, Mr. Shivaay Singh Oberoi.

The theme was black and dress code is black. As per Mr Oberoi's request, everyone has to follow this rule. Annika was wearing an asymmetrical lace material full sleeved off shoulder dress with onyx pendent and matching earrings and her moon bracelet with black lace pep toe stilettos. Her hair was styled in a waterfall braid. Just winged smoked eye liner and grey eye shadow were enough for beautiful cocoa brown eyes to make more big and beautiful with a minimal make up and deep red lipstick ardorning her beautiful plump lips. She had already caught eyes of many hawks in the party. But a sapphire eyed man had already led eye on her beautiful hourglass body.

Annika's dress

Now it was time for a dance.

He had put on his peacock blue mask. He was wearing a black tuxedo with black formal shirt with a red rose in his right lapel. His royal blue on his right wrist just made him look more elegant.

He made his way to Annika. Annika was back facing him.

"May I have a dance with the most beautiful lady in the party?" He asked her in a deeply husky tone.

Annika was mesmerized at the deep husky tone of the handsome hunk in front of her. Unconsciously she put her hands on his extended hand.

The song started to play.

Khamoshiyan aawaaz hain
Tum sun'ne to aao kabhi
Chhukar tumhe khill jaayengi
Ghar inko bulaao kabhi
Beqarar hain baat karne ko
Kehne do inko zaraa..

He pulled her closer.His hands were on her petite waist. She was resting her palms on his broad shoulder. They were swaying to beat of music in sync. There heartbeats, movements and thoughts were all in sync.

Khamoshiyan.. teri meri khamoshiyan Khamoshiyan.. lipti hui khamoshiyan

Silence spoke more than words. True was it in case of them too.They were lost in each others eyes and trying to decipher the words whose syllables even their mouth hesitate to let out.

Kya uss gali mein kabhi tera jaana hua Jahaan se zamaane ko guzre zamaana hua Mera samay toh wahin pe hai thehra hua Bataaun tumhe kya mere sath kya kya hua

Twirling her around him. He back hugged her.

"You look radiant today Miss.."

"Annika" She answered in a sweet tone.

"Annika" He whispered in her ear.

She felt butterflies dancing in her stomach after hearing her name coming out of his lips.

Khamoshiyan ek saaz hain Tum dhun koi laao zaraa Khamoshiyan alfaaz hain Kabhi aa gunguna le zara Bekaraar hain baat karne ko Kehne do inko zaraa.. haan..

Silence was playing its melody.They were dancing to its tune. The proximity between them relaxed them rather than making them uncomfortable. Annika was feeling safe in his arms, a feeling she had not felt in years since her father's death. Hands were intertwined with his. She had hugged him while dancing.

Khamoshiyan.. teri meri khamoshiyan Khamoshiyan.. lipti hui khamoshiyan

Nadiya ka paani bhi khamosh behta yahaan Khili chandani mein chhipi lakh khamoshiyan Baarish ki boondon ki hoti kahaan hai zubaan Sulagte dilon mein hai khamosh uthta dhuaan

He turned Annika towards him. Their eyes met again. Many silent syllables of symphony of words flowed like a rivers turning into confluence of unspoken words. He hugged her in mid dance and made her stand on her own shoes. Then started swaying to the music. Annika had rested her head on his chest and was listening to his heartbeat. He had held her by her waist and had held her hand which was resting on her chest.

Khamoshiyan aakaash hai Tum udne toh aao zara Khamoshiyan ehsaas hai Tumhe mehsoos hoti hai kya Beqarar hain baat karne ko Kehne do inko zara.. haa..

He twirled in the silence and took her out of the hall. No one noticed there absence. Annika was at bliss in his arms. Nothing was spoken only the feeling of being in his arms spoke his feelings to her.

Khamoshiyan.. teri meri khamoshiyan Khamoshiyan.. lipti hui khamoshiyan

He took her to a scheduled corner of the Jashan hall and pinned her to the wall. She smirked at him and removed his mask.

"Long time no see, Mr Oberoi." Annika greeted him cockily.

"Same goes for you too Annika."Shivaay smirked at her.

Pulling her more closer to him, he started to brush his lips against hers slowly.

" Do you have any idea how radiant you look today?" He praised her while brushing her cheeks with his hands.

Annika wrapping her arms around his neck pulled her more closer.

"Tell me how radiant do I look today?" Annika asked huskily.

Pressing her closer to him, he smashed his lips against hers. Sucking and nibbling her lower lips, he heard a gasp and took his chance and entered his tongue and started to have a tongue battle with hers.

She got her answer. She is sure that she can spent the next sixty or more years of her life in the arms of Shivaay safely and feel blissful forever.

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