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OS Entry 2

So here we have the second entry!
This story is on the quote "I don't want someone like you, I want you" 
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ShivIka OS- Seven Promises Of Love❤

Shivaay Singh Oberoi:- Lives in Mumbai, famous businessman, engaged to Tia Kapoor whom he does not love and is forced to marry for a business deal.

Annika Singhania:- She lives in Delhi. She has a happy go lucky and bubbly nature. She is single and concentrating on career.

One usual morning, Shivaay was working on his laptop in his room. He wanted to go to office but his possessive mother stopped him for a lame reason. The lame reason according to him was "Selection of dresses for the wedding"

He was absolutely irritated until he received a call from office. His manager told him that he has to go to to Delhi for one week, that is, 7 days. 
He packed his bags and was about to go but pinky fired him with lots of questions. He told her that he would come before the wedding. For the people, he went to a business trip but for him, it was a solace as he needed a break from his obsessive mother and irritating girlfriend....oh sorry! would-be-wife.

He left for the airport. The journey was quite tiring. He reached Delhi and checked-in in a 7 star hotel. He was having a bath when he received a call and put it on speaker.

"Arre O, Marjana....tujhe kya lagta hain Tu meri friend ki zindagi mein raita phaila kar chala jayega aur main khade khade dekhungi...." A female voice sprung up from the phone. 
Shivaay's eyes widened in shock as he heard someone shouting at him..but what did he do? He thought to himself.

"Abbey O, Room no. 365 ke angrez ki aulad baat kyu nahi kar raha hain...Kuch bol!" The voice was even more louder this time. Shivaay took up the phone and said...."Its Room no. 364...." 
And she cut the phone so suddenly after realising the misunderstanding, that Shivaay couldn't ask her name.

He loved her voice. It was husky as well as sweet. Whatever she spoke, it was music to his ears. 
He wanted to see her once. He knew that he was soon to be married but still....her voice! He could not help but love it. Some unusual feelings evolved in him and he smiled.

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"Omg Chanda...I called the wrong guy!" Annika screamed and ran towards her friend.

"I knew it. Tu aisa blunder zaroor karegi...." Chanda nodded and sat on the couch. "Waise what did you say to him?" She continued.

"I called him a 'Marjana'....Arghhhh...I said some really bad things yaar...kya karu??" Annika said and beside Chanda.

"Say sorry...Ok?" Chanda said and Annika nodded.

Next day she went into the hotel and asked the receptionist about "Room no. 364" 
She got the information and knocked on the room's door.

"Come in!" A husky voice called from inside. She went with decisive steps. Shivaay was sitting, turning his back on her on a chair.

"Woh actually....mai...main----" Annika hesitated when she saw the guy turning around. She astonished to see him. He was charismatic with his blue-green eyes, slightly tilted nose, peach colored lips and a quirky sense of fashion. 
Shivaay was drooling over her. He identified that it was the same voice. She was beautiful just like her voice. Her honey-brown orbs, rose-bud lips, shiny black flowing hair was mesmerizing him. In a trance, he came towards her and kissed on her cheek..."I forgive you..." He said and smirked. Annika blushed a bit and then composed herself. She was about to go when he held her wrist and pulled her against him...."Actually...I did not see Delhi...kya tum mujhe Delhi ghumaogi...this will be your punishment. 
She nodded and left. Shivaay looked on and smiled cheekily. This girl! After hearing her voice, he felt peace and now after seeing her angelic face, he was literally drowning in a new sort feeling he didn't knew.