Stuck ☑ completed

Destined

Their breaths mingled resulting which, Anika squinched her noise after getting smell of vodka from the man over her.Shivaay's leftover from consuming alcohol turned him engulfed with a trance.
"hi..aaaooo" he smiled and yawned as if The girl beneath him was a dream.
"get up Mr drunkard.. you Chant Admi.. get your 80kg weight off my body" Anika screamed at him breaking his daze and pushed him hard.
Shivaay jolted up as realisation dawned on him, but you know destiny!!!
The excess drinking and hangover made his trembling feet got twisted as he was trying to get up.
and as a result He again fell flat on Anika.
"Areyyyy....Bachao...this lichad admi (lecherous of a man) is trying to take advantage of the darkness, bachaaao" She shouted out.

This author doesn't know if it was because of her 70 decibel level of high pitched noise or Shivaay's several falls, The Power cut seemed to feel pity on them and The whole building became bedazzled in the brightness of Lights all of a sudden.

finally Shivaay pulled himself up with so much efforts and stood while gulping saliva like a Mendak (frog) throbbing its throat. He gave a weird expression which got understood by Anika in a second that He was about to throw up.
Her eyes got popped out of the sockets as Her suspicions became true and Shivaay started vomiting on the floor (thankfully not on Anika).
"isss! How nasty! you are dirtying the floor...arey Who will clean it? your dad?" She pressed her palm on her nose tightly, little did she know about his identity.
First the hard smell of Vodka then this Vomit, Anika just felt to get out of this hell and to get rid of this 'high on whatever' person standing before her.

Shivaay felt a little easy as The effects of intoxication had left his nerves as He had almost emptied his stomach.
He started getting his self back while He noticed his presence in his office, that too at this 15th floor, standing with a few inches gap between him and Staircase, and shockingly A girl in kurti jeans with hazel brown eyes standing with folded arms before him. Wasn't She gawking at him....no no.. her raised brow tells that She was glaring at him.
Reality stuck him hard.

.............

"Are you here to rob? are you a thief? who...who sent you here? Which gang you work for?" Shivaay stammered..."se.. security.. security" while keeping a distance between them, He started to back off, "no..no.. don't take the revolver out, no..no..am..am no one! Am not Shivaay Singh Oberoi. Am not the Forbes face of the year.. please leave me please" He really begged for his life while keep stepping back "please dont hold me captive, even Suzanna has left me, please you too free me... please..pleaaaa"
and As he kept stepping backward, He reached out to the staircase without his realization and was about to roll down the stairs but......

He felt like being saved from a near death experience, He stared at his hand which was being held by Anika with all her strength in the nick of time.
"So You are Mr SSO" She looked so happy and relieved, and with a single move, She pulled him towards her.
and WE KNOW NEWTON'S THIRD LAW,
so He again bumped into her due to that Pull.
He encircled his arms around her waist while She grabbed the nearest thing to maintain the balance.
They looked into each other's eyes and sighed out the frustration.
He leaned towards her face and his breaths fanned her face.
He tucked all the hair strands behind her ear and placed it aside, Her bare nape looked so delicious.
To release the tension in the air, he placed a kiss at her collar bone making a shiver run down her spine. Her eyes became bulged and cheeks were getting a lighter shade of crimson.
She took a sharp breath and said in a low tone,
"I came here to give an interview for the web administrator job role, am not a thief"
Shivaay stopped his job on her nape and pulled his face up to stare back at her, She nodded in fear.
"Really?" he asked hiding a smile,
"haan, Am An..Anika, I came from Chamba, I was referred by Mr Ratan Kumar, he is like my uncle" Anika murmured softly,
And He turned her around in a twirl and hugged her from behind, He pecked on the crook of her neck and slowly placed his head on her shoulder,
"And you are left stuck in this office all alone...and you want me to believe this" He spoke in a soft tone, scaring Anika a lot more.
He held her close to him for a second then muttered,
"so.. it's not me, but you are now being held captive by me..." his whisperings made Her scared for the consequences.
She fumbled "please let me go.... I dont..dont need this job, you keep your job and set me free, I want to go back to my home"and She almost started crying making Shivaay laugh.
More She was crying with tears drenching her cheeks, More Shivaay felt amused at her childlike innocent pleading.
His hold on her waist tightened while he chuckled softly.
"so.. you want to get out of this office?" he sighed and released her from the hug and spoke aloud "Same with me yaar! I too don't want to come office but I don't know how do I land here out of so many places always..I too want to go out right now yaar...we both are in the same position" he huffed and looked to be into some deep thought, "Let's go down the stair, I think our useless workers have left this place using the advantage of the power failure, So we wont get anyone's help I guess" he tried to make her understand the situation.
Being surprised would be the understatement to state her condition, She stood being awestruck and wondered to see the true gentleman before her.
Till the time All the men She met was either opportunists or egoistic or misogynist. She thought and heard Men of Such big cities are even worse and nothing less than beasts. but She admitted how wrong She was to judge.
People like Shivaay do exist, yeah He tried to get close and kissed her but It was all for the heat of the moment due to an attraction and to reduce the frustration He did that. She too enjoyed his proximity. She wasn't some backdated girl with age-old mentality so She didn't mind that.