Heartbeats for Him-Shivika Story

Chapter 1-The Demon and the Angel

Hey everyone, It's been quite a long time since I have dared to publish, but decided to finally do so after a year. I think I am in a better place mentally and have decided to slowly start writing again. I hope you all are doing well and doing great :). Thank you for giving my writing a chance and have a wonderful day :).

Language is mature and this book is rated Mature.

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The rain fell silently. Time appeared to stop. The only sound visible was thunder that roared, howled, and screamed as if begging to be listened to. Its screams held a warning. But, if only I would listen.

A shy smile touched my lips as I ran my fingers against the red shades that painted the lines of my fate. I observed the deep shades of mehendi that vined around my palms to symbolize the red shades of love which now embraced every piece of my body. A nervous tremble went through me incited from the intimate fantasies which coasted on to my beating, erratic heart.

Tomorrow right at midnight, I will be known as Mrs. Oberoi. The wait was long, but worth it. Never would I have thought he would become mine. All these years, I had figured I was living in an illusion, but I was wrong and for the first time I am glad I was wrong. I will finally have him now and God...I pray that nothing goes wrong. I have prayed for so long to have him and I cannot even think of a life now without him. I pray everything goes well. I do not know why, but my heart has been very uneasy lately. I feel as if something wrong is about to happen, butnot knowing what. That is why I am praying that tomorrow I get the chance to take my wedding vows with the man I have imagined my future with.

"Dr. Malhotra!" The demonic voice crashed my thoughts and burned out my hopes to pull me back to cruel reality. A shiver waved through from the sound of the stern, agonstic voice. My eyes shot up to encounter his piercing blue hues, that now bored themselves upon me, ready to bury me into the ground.

"Yes Dr. Oberoi?!" I let out a mouse like squeak and slapped my clipboard against my lips to hide myself from the gargoyle, carnal man in front. He seethed and trembled as he let out his little fang like teeth ready to make me his victim since he was yet to have his daily meal of a poor medical resident or fellow's raw flesh. Great I am his meal today. Again.

Shivaay Singh Oberoi is the name. And remember it.

Demons like him are born once every era after deaths of many angels...Oh Shivaay. The man I detest the most and would be the last I would ever see myself with...Even if the world will end...I shall die with it rather than choose the option of making demon babies with him. The thought of him being a mate is puke worthy.

My eyes dowered down to his body noticing it stiffen like it always did in my presence. He raised his head high since he was the crowned King of Assholes as he raised his nose and pretended to whiff the air...I often imagine he is whiffing the smell of sweaty asses to amuse myself. Yeah yeah I know my jokes are lame...but I am laughing.

"You look mighty handsome today..." I flashed him my pearly white million dollar smile ready to beguile him hoping this time he would let me off the hook.

My eyes dribbled down to his body somewhat agreeing with my fake compliment realizing this duffer was looking quite handsome today...The way his black shirt and pants perfectly tugged his robust muscles which contrasted with his heavy beard that outlined his elegant jaw. If only he was not an ass, I might have just digged him...But that asshole mouth of his is the biggest turn off. Shit I wonder how women tolerate him in bed...considering how likely he would be yapping out his tunnel like big mouth and lapping at woman like a goat...He does have a big mouth....Likely would be jerking himself off....Ewwww....Yuck. Gross.