Saumya's apartment
"You hungry?" Rudra asked as he flipped through the menu catalogues of a restaurant as he walked over towards Saumya.
Saumya didn't want to admit it but she was really hungry.
"You hungry?" Rudra repeated, this time he lifts up her chin.
"Answer me?" he persisted.
Rudra have been working out more than before as this situation with Saumya have been plaguing him.
"Pick something from menu, I'm going to freshen up" he said as he made his way towards the bathroom picking up his gym bag and as he opened the door he looked back at her as she flipped through the menu; a smile crept on his face as he saw her talking to herself.
Paging through the booklet Saumya was having a difficult time, she didn't like the fact that they were spending so much time together but it was understandable giving her current situation.
After what seemed to be forever but in fact it was only 25 minutes, the food arrived.
"I bought dessert too, I hope you don't mind me choosing something for you" Saumya said as her voice faded softly as she looked over when he entered the room.
Slicked back hair combined with his bulging muscles teased her senses and for a moment she just had to sit there; looking at him while the scent of his cologne intoxicated her.
"I thought we already had dessert here" Rudra replied as he smilingly walked over to her.
She shyly smiled back fighting the shivers that was going through her body.
"Let's eat" Saumya said as she sucked in a deep breath and before slowly exhaling.
"Calm down, Saumya" she thought to herself, "Rudra will probably welcome this plan of yours."
She watched as he made faces, each time he took a mouthful of pasta and a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.
"Rudra....you have some..." and before she finished that she was about to say, she took her finger and wiped a bit of sauce from his face.
Rudra was a bit flustered by that, "How does she still have that effect on me" he thought as he watched her walk away towards the kitchen for a towel.
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Omkara's studio
"So you mean to tell me some other man......" and before he could finish his sentence the sound of her hand against his cheek echoed in the room.
"Don't "she replied clearly upset.
"You of all people should know that I had no choice" Gauri said as he could see her eyes fill with tears and she turned away to fight them.
"I didn't mean it like that" Om tried to apologize.
"You didn't mean what, Om?
"I didn't force you to marry me" she fumed.
Gauri was about to leave when she turned around, "You know what Om......I'm guilty of the choices that I made for my mother."
Om knew the truth from day one and he also knew the circumstances he got married to her.
She was a good girl who was left no choice but to choose between her mother's life and her dignity.
Om wasn't going to let her choose as he knew that this would result in years of regret.
He saved her from......... him, from marriage to that...monster.
He had no choice but to get married to her.
. .
At the Office
"Shivaay, you have emails to go through and Mr Arora wants you to call him back, he says it's urgent." Anika said eager to get out of the office.
He appeared totally cool, completely unphased "Thank you, Anika and relax its only 09:30"
Anika shrugged. "Ok"
He raised his eyebrow intrigued by her behaviour.
"Anika" Shivaay called out when she started to walk out; unfolding his arms he rested them on the table in front of him and shifting his weight forwards as his eyes locked confidently onto hers, "Is everything ok" he said anticipating Anika's response.
Nibbling the inside of her lip, Anika took a few moments to think of an answer.
"Everything is ok.....Isn't it?" She asked herself that question as part of her wondered if she should be open and tell the truth about the suspicions she had about his mom; then she tried to remind herself that the guy sitting opposite her was not going to believe her.
"Is everything ok" he asked again as he leaned back in his chair and folded his arms,exuding power.
"Sir?" she asked raising her eyebrow.
"Shivaay..." He said staring at her.
"Everything is fine" she answered and walked out and she could feel his eyes following her out.
As productive as Shivaay wanted this day to be, there was something very confusing about it.
Today was going to be torture!
How the hell was he supposed to concentrate on work when she was on the other side in those tight clothes that hugged every curve of her body.
Shivaay started to go through some of the emails but he discovered that he was reading the same sentence on the same email he started 5 minutes ago and just gave up.
"This isn't going to work and I'm not getting any work done." He said as he exhaled out of frustration.
He pushed his chair back and stretched backwards grabbing his phone and dialling Annika's number.
Shivaay had a sly look on his face and as he leaned further back he could see through the gap in the door and his eyes zoomed in on Anika.
She'd taken off her jacket and her silk top hugged the curves of her body like a glove.
"Annika, a coffee would be nice" he said and hung up.
"This man and his coffee" Anika huffed as she put down the files she was busy with and walked into his office.
And as she moved the top buttons of her blouse popped open at the movement she sat his cup down.
It might not have been much but just the sight of her cleavage him loose focus.
Anika nonchalantly turned to walk away but in the corner of her eye she caught his piercing eyes.
"Shivaay..." she blushed as his blue eyes were basically undressing her and she could feel goosebumps developing all over her skin.
"I'll be next door if you need anything" she cleared her throat.