Anika had not stepped outside her house since that day. It was the 16th day after his birthday and that kiss. She did not even open the door when someone rang the bell.
But her main problem lied somewhere else. She did not hate Shivaay, she hated herself. She hated herself because she wanted it more. The fact that she wanted to be kissed by him once again was killing her from inside. Her heart was betraying her mind- she missed talking with him, messing and playing around with him. She did not realise when she had got addicted to her presence. She even missed his smell. Unholy thoughts about him had been filling up her mind. She had never felt like this before. She wished to touch him despite being someone else's wife.
It was her and Nikhil's marriage anniversary. Pinki and Priyanka had decorated the house and left them alone. The couple dined and danced in the evening like every other year. She could see the love in Nikhil's eyes. She felt happy to be loved so much, but this anniversary, she felt empty, she tried to be jolly but failed.
The couple went to the bedroom, which Pinki had decorated with fairy lights and scented candles. Nikhil knew Anika was shy so he hugged her to comfort her. He had no idea that his wife's heart is being controlled by her desires for someone else. He kissed her forehead and said, "You always said you wanted a baby, I think we should start family planning now", giving her a reassuring smile.
Anika loved kids but this time, she did not want it. The next moment, she thought that having kids might remove her memories about Shivaay. She smiled at him and lifted her face, closing her eyes, waiting to be kissed. His lips touched hers and at that instant, the memories of Shivaay kissing her hit her once again.
She jerked back and started breathing heavily. Nikhil got stressed seeing his wife's condition.
"What happened? Are you alright?" he asked, tensed.
"I am fine", she managed to say. She could not say it loud that she had just imagined someone else kissing her when her husband was kissing her that too on their anniversary.
"If you are not feeling well, you should sleep now", he said, rubbing her back. Anika drank water and went to bed. Nikhil laid beside her and soon fell asleep.
But sleep had long left Anika's eyes. She was staring at the ceiling, trying to figure out what's wrong with her.
It was almost midnight and she could not hold back her confusion, desperation and anger anymore. She silently went out of her house and rang the bell at Shivaay's door.
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As soon as Shivaay opened the door, she pushed him inside and closed the door with a kick.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you like this?" she cried.
As he took a step closer to her, "Why do you keep popping up in my head? Why the fuck do I fantasize about you when I am sleeping with him?" she questioned in a fit of rage.
Shivaay was too shocked to react.
"What are you staring at me for? Why can't you apologize and say that it was all a mistake and drive away all my illogical thoughts?" she further asked.
"How can I kiss someone by mistake? I meant it" he replied, his head bowed down.
Anika grabbed his collar, bringing him closer and crashed her lips onto his, plunging her plump lips over his warm, juicy lips, her hands pulling his hair. She opened her eyes in between and seeing his face, the dark reality hit her.
She had finally crossed the line, she committed the crime she hated the most- the crime of breaking her family's trust. She initiated a kiss with a man, who was not her husband- she had always mocked and criticised the people who betrayed their spouses. And now she had become one of those unfaithful beasts. She had never imagined herself to be one of those cheating wives. The burden of guilty was too heavy to be beared.
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The man next door
FantasyCalm, shy, timid but hardworking housewife Anika was leading the perfect life till he enters. His entry paved a new journey for her- a road of excitement which she had left long ago. Little did she know of the mess, she is stepping into.