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While Siddharth was busy taking a shower, I changed into a black sheath dress. It was sophisticated and provocative at the same time. This dress was a gift from Antara Di on my birthday last year. It was a haute couture dress by some famous French designer she walked for and to be honest, I fell in love with it at first sight. The dress was sleeveless and came till mid thigh. It was fully covered but what made it different was the mesh pattern it had on the waist and the neck line with in-built inserts.

Antara Di has always been so nice to me, always standing by my side for support. It was so easy back then, before the mess my life has become now.

Do you still love him? Do you hate me?

I wondered sometimes how she is and did she miss us. I can see mom is affected by her absence but since dad is so adamant on not even taking her name it's taking a toll on her health. But what can she do? A mother can never stop loving her children even if they are at fault.

I also wondered if she regretted leaving Siddharth for her career. It was obvious she loved him but she loved her career more. I'm sure she knew that we both got married that day instead of her, it was all the newspapers could write about for weeks.

What she must have thought of me? Her enemy maybe for stealing Siddharth?

I was lost in my thoughts when the bathroom door opened and Siddharth walked in a pair of pyjamas, bare chested. I would have drooled at the sight he made but my mind was still preoccupied and the odd thing was he stopped mid way and just kept on staring at me while I faced the mirror, my back to him.

This guy is strange.

Shaking my head I tried to pull the zipper at the back of my dress but my hands were enable to reach it. The zipper ran along the length of my dress starting from my neck and going down to my lower back leaving my backside from the waist up completely bare.

Completely bare!

Startled I turned around holding my dress together so that it doesn't fall and leave some other body parts of mine on full display. Facing him I blushed looking at that starved look on his face, as if he was just stopping himself from pouncing on me.

"Sid?"

No answer but he did start walking forward making me breathe harder. I stood rooted at my place showing courage but all I wanted to do was run away from him or..maybe not.

"Sid?" I said louder this time, he again left it unanswered but was now standing directly in front of me.

So close. So damn close.

"SID!!!"

I shouted when he removed my hands holding the dress together making it fall and it bunched up around my waist. And now I felt like cursing myself, why oh why did I feel so bold today that I decided to go braless!?

Why Anika?

Embarrassed I closed my eyes and desperately tried to remove my hands from his hold, to cover myself. Standing half naked in front of him, my courage wavered. I pulled my hands once more but he instead tightened his hold further and whispered,

"So beautiful"

Hearing him say that, I opened my eyes connecting them with his heated ones. Pleading him to let go, I don't know why I felt so insecure but I was. I didn't want him to see me like this in full light, maybe if it was darker then I would have been okay.

You can say I was pretty but compared to my sister, I felt average since she was breathtakingly beautiful dampening my confidence. Ignoring my plea he closed the distance between us, our bare chests now touching. The feeling was so intense that I gasped out loud. He wrapped his arms around me, holding by my waist and started kissing and nipping around my shoulders. Sucking on my neck deliciously leaving hickeys behind while I writhed and moaned in pleasure urging him to continue. He lifted me in his arms and made me sit on the table while he wedged his way in between my legs so that it was easier for him to kiss me, while running his fingers on my thigh teasing the exposed skin.

When he had his fill he moved back a bit and stared straight into my eyes as if touched my soul with them looking so serious,

"You. Are. Beautiful" he whispered stressing on each word, soothing my insecurities.

"So damn beautiful" saying that he didn't wait for me to reply and kissed me with fervour that had me shook. His firm hold gentled, his hands travelled from my waist and gripping my hips crushed to bodies even more, I could feel very hard inch of his body, some parts more aroused than others. With a groan he deepened the kiss and taking full advantage slid his tongue inside tangling mine with his. He tasted of coffee, sunshine and something that was all him and I loved it. My arms moved on their accord and ran along his broad shoulders moving back on forth.

Lips moved in sync, pulled, bitten, tongues collided, the kiss was earth shattering and if it wasn't for Sid holding me I would have been kissing the floor. I could also get his message loud and clear that he truly meant what he said earlier and was telling me to believe in it too.

When breathing became an absolute necessity, we both came up for air but he was still holding me. My nipples grew hard and rubbed erotically against him and though I wanted to take it further it wasn't the right time, we had a club to go to.

"Sid we're getting late" I reminded him, hating that we had to end it so soon.

"Yeah" he replied his voice husky with pleasure adding to my already aroused state and to my utter disappointment moved back, our bodies no longer touching and helped me stand again.

"Turn around" he commanded and I did as he asked without a word. Our eyes met in the mirror both filled with passion and longing.

Looking deep into my eyes he moved his hands forward taking hold of my dress and slowly, very slowly guided it upwards touching all the heated parts of my body in the process, teasing me but never once did he break the eye contact making it so hot and sexy that I had trouble breathing.

He brushed his fingers along my nipples almost making me moan if it wasn't for me biting my lips to stop it. He tsked behind me in disapproval and pinched my nipples making sure that I did moan this time. The intensity of his eyes and his teasing touch was too much for me too bear making me close my eyes and tilting my head back to rest on him.

"Sid please" I begged for him to stop this torture or to finish what he has started, I don't know.

Was that my voice!?

It sounded like a dying whale to be honest, not that I have ever heard one. So out of breath, it was whispered so low that if it weren't for us being so close he wouldn't have heard me even.

Pecking me once on the forehead, he pulled the dress all the way up and gently zipped up the dress, the brush of his hands not helping the situation. Not one bit.

"There you're done. I'll get ready too"

When he said that, I opened my eyes and looked at him through the mirror, the desire in his eyes reflecting my own. I blushed and tore my gaze away from him.

"Thanks" I thanked him looking anywhere but him.

"It was my pleasure" saying that he left to change but not before giving me a wink and with his back to me started taking out his clothes and that's when I noticed it. 

Scratches. Red and raw!

My finger nail marks were splattered all over his back which I must have created in my haze of passion. Not wanting to bring his attention to them, I pretended as if I didn't notice anything and applied my makeup while Sid went to the bathroom to change.

I did a soft smokey eye makeup look for a change and applied a wine coloured lipstick to compliment it. It was bold and daring and something that made me come out of my comfort zone. Today I wanted to feel different, be different.

I pulled my hair up in a messy bun when I saw several love bites decorated my skin. I smiled thinking how I got them and started the work of covering them up with some concealer. But one looked particularly nasty which even the makeup failed to cover.

No messy up do. This mane is going down.

Sighing I started to remove the pins when the bathroom door opened and Siddharth saw me doing my hair.

"Don't" he ordered walking closer. He was changed into a nice dress shirt and pants. The shirt stretched over his taut shoulders and the pants hugged his thighs well.

How can he look good every time!?

"What?" I asked confused.

"Don't keep your hair down. I like seeing my mark on you" he spoke much close than before. Pressing his front to my back, his body was heated, a furnace pressing against mine making it hard to concentrate. Running his fingers over the most prominent love bite he left earlier, he made me shiver in delight.

And with that yes you guessed it right, I was blushing like a tomato. Leaving me speechless, he smirked knowing the effect he had on me and went to wear his dress shoes.

Okay then, an up do it is.

I left my hair the way it was and picked up my sindoor and went to him,

"Argh.." I cleared me throat to get his attention.

He looked up in question and saw me standing in front of him,

"What?"

I pointed to the sindoor in my hand  giving him the silent message with my eyes.

"Ohhhh" he said understanding. Standing up he took it from my hand and taking a pinch of sindoor, he put it on my hairline next to my forehead.

I smiled happy and asked,

"How do I look?" And gave him a pose for an extra measure and then laughed at my silliness.

"Beautiful as always" he said with emotion and moved forward to peck me on my forehead once and then pecked me on the lips.

"Let's go, we are already super late" he reminded.

"Yes" I said and quickly wore my black heels, diamond studs and took my phone.

"Shall we?" I asked and he nodded and we left for the club.

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I was sitting at a table after hours and hours of dancing. Siddharth has gone to buy us some drinks since we were so parched after the fun we've had since we arrived two hours ago. We laughed, danced, sang, drank, talked about anything and everything. I've had the most in these two hours with him than in our marriage in months. He was so free and careless during this time. Our parents shave done us a huge favour by coming up with this idea of honeymoon.

The closeness we have shared has only strengthened our relationship. The closeness did not limit itself to only physical proximity but even in getting to know each other. Though I already knew a lot about him but he has done his fair bit in knowing me as well. He was accepting me in his life and I couldn't be more grateful.

Is that Siddharth in the corner?

He was talking to someone in the corner but the figure was completely hidden in the shadows. Who was he talking to? A business client, friend maybe?

I thought of checking it out and got up to go there when my phone started ringing,

Who is calling at this ungodly hour?

I took out my phone from my clutch to check that caller ID and as I expected it was him.

"Hey Mayank, what's up?" I answered before he could even get a word in.

"Anikaaaaaaaaaa, you're the best" he squealed on the other side.

I laughed at his silliness and said, "I know that but what did I do this time?"

"You set me up on a date with your friend"

Oh yes, today was their date. How could I forget? After his constant badgering and once he won the bet I was to ask Maya for a date and she had finally agreed only for my sake.

I have got the best of friends.

"Damn. How was it?" I asked barely holding onto my curiosity.

"It was amazing Anika, she's just perfect. Perfect" he sighed at the other end.

Okay. Somebody is a bit too impressed.

"Okaaaay. What about her? Did she enjoy your date?" I asked him. I'll have to call Maya soon and ask about her side of the story.

"She looked happy and laughed quite a bit at my jokes or maybe at me" he laughed again.

"Dude you've gone crazy" I teased in good humour.

"Yes crazy in love" he sang and then continued, "Anika you're the bestest.. so kind, nice, beautiful, sexy, hot and Siddharth is so lucky to have you. You're.."

"Okay okay. What do you want" I stopped him mid rant. That was a bit too much even for him.

"Ummm.. you know" he started and gave a nervous laugh, "Iwantaseconddatewithher" he rushed out making it difficult for me to understand, but not impossible.

"What!?"

"Please, pretty please with a cherry on top. I am ready to beg as well" he pleaded his case and I being the soft hearted person that I am obliged him.

"Ugh fine you weirdo" I conceded.

"Yes!! Thanks Anika. Talk to her and set up the next date soon"

"Okay okay once I come back we'll have the date set"

"You're the best. I love you my friend"

"I love you too. Okay I gotta go now. Bye"

"Bye"

I cut the call and smiled. He's so stupid but nice. He has quickly become my other best friend and I was so lucky that I was getting to play Cupid for them.

"Your drinks" I heard Siddharth say breaking my thought process. I looked up at him to see the drinks shoved in my face while he took the seat opposite mine. I picked up my drink and took a sip quenching my thirst.

"Thanks. That was seriously needed" I smiled in appreciation.

"Whatever" he replied offhandedly.

Okay something was seriously wrong.

He was okay before he went to buy the drinks but now though his face was normal his eyes told a different story. Blackened like pits, they resembled a raging storm.

"Did something happen?" I asked cautiously. Moody Siddharth was returning to my horror.

"Nothing" came the clipped reply.

"Do you want to dance?"

"No"

"Are you okay?"

"Yes"

"Why are you angry?" I whispered.

"I'm not, stop annoying me Anika. Can't I have my drink in peace?" He whisper shouted making me flinch.

"I'm sorry" I apologised.

We finished our drinks in silence, he was ignoring me and I was scared of offending him again.

"Umm whom were you talking to earlier?" I asked the question spilling out before I could stop myself.

"What?" He questioned giving me his full attention this time.

"I saw you talking to someone earlier but it was dark so I couldn't see the other person. Who was it?"

"So you're spying on me now?" His anger returned.

"No I was just curious" I whispered.

"Curiosity killed the cat Anika and I can talk to anyone I want, that's none of your damn business"

"I just.."

He left me alone cutting me off and I sat there ashamed and embarrassed.

What the hell? What was that?

What is wrong with him? I didn't even do anything and he just goes off on me like a loaded gun.

No I'm not gonna take this shit sitting down.

I went to the bar to buy some hard drinks for myself when I saw Sid unusually close to some random girl in the club dancing on the dance floor. He doesn't want to dance with me but is basically having sex with her. The girl was sticking to him like a glue and to my annoyance he wasn't doing anything to stop her. But i will.

I called the bartender,

" 6 vodka shots please and 2 glasses of rum"

He seemed as if he wanted to protest but once I gave him my death glare he kept his wisdom to himself. Good.

I'm coming Siddharth to get my answers and to show you what I am. Just wait and watch. But first let me get some liquid courage. Yes I'm a bit scared of him.

Such a disastrous idea that was leading to a hazardous night. But only if I knew of the consequences, I might have stopped myself. Stopped myself from committing the mistake that shaped my future thereafter.

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I know it didn't have Sid's POV, but I promise the next one will have for sure. I started out this chapter with a different mindset but midway I changed it. I want to start his POV from a certain point and since I prolonged this chapter quite a bit, that point will arrive in the next one. Just wait for one chapter more. 🙏

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