•LIFT (OR) ELEVATOR•
"Kya?!"
"Haan. You're my wife."
"I can't accept this! This is illegal!" She said gripping on to my shoulders, her fine, long unkempt nails digging onto me, through my crisp suit.
"Whether you accept it or not, you're my wife. Unfortunately, for you, it's legal," I said, grinning devilishly at her. Man, I've been wanting to tell this to her, for a while.
Shivaay Singh Oberoi, haath chodne ke liye nahi pakdtha!
"You can't possibly think, I would fall for this!" She said, chuckling nervously, "Let me refresh your memory, it was you who didn't want me with you anymore. It was you who gave me a divorce. It was you who kicked me out of the mansion, dhakhe maar kar!"
"True," I said.
Because it was. I was foolish to even believe Annika would ever do such a thing! I can't believe myself!
I knew something alien must be the reason she did this, although not until recently. I was just too heartbroken, to think about the one she must be going through.
Om and, even at times, Rudhra always had snide remarks for me, ever since she left as if they had a personal secretive vendetta against me. Om was always cryptic with his words about Annika. Last week, when I saw a missed call on Om's phone from her, something, very much a bell, rang in my head.
I mean, what the fuck was I thinking!? This was my kidkitod Annika!
Ever since, she's been haunting me throughout my sleepless nights and stressful days. It got me thinking. It was quite obvious, Annika took a one-eighty degree turn on her own character sketch in a matter of few hours! It was not her. Something else was forcing her.
I couldn't look at my own face in the mirror anymore, without seeing her beautiful self next to me. Every heartbeat, beating her name, and me, twice.
Lub-dub, in the heart. Annika-Annika. Thapad-thapad, on the face. Not very pleasing, having yourself as your enemy. It's fucking torturous. I've had enough of this for three months. I'm absolutely parched of her presence.
I was sure, something was up.
And now, I'm determined to find out what.
I will not rest until I find out what was so much more important than us, that my wife didn't hesitate to sacrifice our love!
"True," I repeated myself, "And now, I am telling. We're still married. I didn't file the divorce. Sorry, babe, you're kind of stuck with me."
"Don't 'babe' me, you prick!"
"Whatever," I smirked, my hand inching upwards grazing the band of her bra. I leaned closer, smelling her hair, as her breath audibly hitched.
"Shivaay," she moaned in a soft voice, driving me crazy, making my heartbeat faster along with hers.
God, I missed her!
It has been three months and I've been deprived of such a love and passion that only she can give me, and that only she evokes in me.
"Annika," I whispered, making her shudder into my body. My lips involuntarily, grazed along her neck and the back of her ear as she started panting. My hand further slid, inside the band, and my nails casually grazed over the obvious 'denty'-mark her bra had made on her soft skin.
We had never been this sexual with each other back when we were together, probably because we were too thick in the head, too shy, or too busy saving the day. But, now all the penned up sexual tension, and unconditional love, and irresistible attraction just overflowed.
She moaned softly and her face flushed, reminding me of our blush lessons.
Yaadein!
She is so sensitive to my touch. She always has been and to be honest, I always loved it.
I've loved that I could bring out such a reaction in her from even before we started civilly acknowledging each other.
Man, nobody has any idea how many nights I've fantasised about us in the pool, ever since that first night I caught her in the mansion. The thought of her nails marking me, still drives me crazy!
She, all wet, for me.
Jeez, Billu, have some self control. Wild!
"Come back to me," I whispered, biting her ear, earning a cute gasp from her. "Just tell me, the truth and we can be together. Again."
She pushed - she fucking pushed me away!
"Fhat the wuck?!"
"Not even in your dreams are we married!"
"Annika, we are husband and wife! How difficult is it to understand this fact?" I yelled, going back to my spot, in front of her. But my hands, as obediently as I could, on her waist.
"We are registered," I whisper scrunching up my nose, and shaking my head at her childishness to not come in check with the reality. And she looked like a deer caught in head lights. Her beautiful brown orbs widening.
"Ahem," a throat cleared from the digital panel, and I instinctively moved away, pulling Annika along with me, on to the opposite wall.
"Hi," a familiar voice said through the speakers, "these grown men were to afraid to ask the great Shivaay Singh Oberoi to stop romancing in the hospital with a stranger, so I'll do the honours!"
"Fuck you," I yelled at her, looking onto the CCTV camera in the top corner, not letting go off Annika. Not planning to, ever.
I knew that little minx could see us! God, I hated her ever since I met her! She is too boisterous!
"I can't hear you, but I'm sure that wasn't very nice. Anyways, Mr. Oberoi, this is a hospital and there are people dying. Sick, sick people. It'd be nice if you could maybe romance somewhere else and let the hospital have our functioning elevator back!"
Annika, pulled away from me immediately and pressed the button on the panel that got the lif- elevator back, running.
"Thanks!"
I flipped the bird at the camera, before wiping the frustration and stress down and off my face!
Om and Rudra are going to have one less friend tomorrow!
The doors of the elevator opened and Annika rushed out, literally running. Sliding through nurses and doctors in her Chandni.
"I'll see you tomorrow," I yelled, like an absolute idiot, behind her before I was verbally attacked by an angry mob of doctors.
Don't they have, like, patients to keep alive?
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So wasn't this chapter hot af!? I was wiping off sweats as I was writing! Damn, Billu and Billi!
Wild cats!
And I love my OC Sankari! She's sassy af!!
Sorry to disappoint those thirsty jaanwars who were expecting more. As bad as my joke is going to be, I can't let shit escalate in an elevator!
There are cameras! Take Billu-ji's experience as an example and look out for them cams when you are doing the dirty. Thanks!
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