She screeched her nose in annoyance as she thought about the sickening smell of the coffee that had been covered in his office room everywhere. As she stood outside his room, she took a deep breath in, it was really difficult to breath in when she was inside, she felt trapped. He really was a coffee addict and at same time it did irk her but also it did not.

The floor was large enough to fit two apartment in here and going according to where she lived it could fit her entire family from both her mother's and father's side. It was breathtaking, the efforts to design every corner of the floor was huge, it was evident enough. Annika's eyes trained on the dark brown coloured walls which remained her of the colour of the coffee, different and unique. 

What captured her attention more was the small cubicle room whose door was open and when peeped inside her eyes widened a bit but she composed herself immediately, she should have seen this coming after meeting Mr Coffee addict. There laid three coffee machines all of different sizes and of different companies, she felt a strange feeling hit her stomach, the smell was making her head swirl when something hard hit her.

"Oh shit, I am sorry" Annika stumbled a little backward, embarrassed, she did not dare to look up at the person she just hit unknowingly with her eyes wandering everywhere but towards the direction she was going in. And there was this guy who apologised to her even though he had known it wasn't his fault.

"I am sorry, I should have looked forward while walking" Annika looked up slowly, her eyes catching a glimpse of person who had a smile playing on his lips. Her eyes moved down towards his arms which looked heavy and his biceps ready to tear off the clothes and come out any moment. No doubt he was body builder. "It's alright. I have never seen you here before, who are you?" She returned a genuine smile to his question, what happened past few minutes ago, played in her mind, making her cheeks red.

"I am Annika, I came here to take an interview of Mr Oberoi" He nodded that, he giggled to himself as he looked down at the woman in front of him acting a bit strange, either she was swooned by Shivaay's gorgeous face or she was embarrassed because something went wrong inside. "I am Rudra by the way" Annika carefully looked at him, she had heard his name before but where, she stressed a bit more on her brain but gave up when she could not remember him.

"It was nice meeting you but I gotta go now" Rudra said as he walked past her, whistling to himself as he kept walking and Annika's eyes followed him, knowing the exact path she had come from, she knew he was going towards his office.

Shrugging off every thought she was having, she straightened herself and walked into the elevator as it pinged on the floor. Not sparing a glance here and there in thought that she would clash against someone again or embarrass herself in ways she couldn't imagine. It wasn't really herself, being clumsy but when she had mind wandering elsewhere this is what happened, bumping into things or people.

Annika saw the her company's driver waiting for her, she did not need to go to the office but to go back home and come back tomorrow with the sketch out of today's interview and present it to her boss. She sighed out heavily, she still wasn't able to get hold of the fact that he had asked her out, just like that. Annika felt flustered, did he often do that with other girls that intrigued him or was it just her?

Why would he choose her over the girls who were swooning over him and who were more beautiful than she was, she thought to herself in complete silence. No matter how much she wanted to act casual but was it really ordinary for a businessmen to ask a girl who he had just met? No, it did not mattered to her, she did not wanted to jump to conclusions so quick.

"Ma'am we are here" The driver caught her attention and she said a quick 'Thankyou' before hopping down the car hurriedly. Annika gazed at her building, desperate to get home quickly. Her phone pinged, her skin vibrated with that and she took it out. 'Tell me your address ' It said. Annika bit her lower lip, calming her breath and typing her address to him.

Annika threw her purse, file and phone on the sofa, sitting down on the nearby sofa, tired and irritated. "Hello there Sweetheart" She heard a familiar voice and she turned around to see Gauri her roomate stretching her body, a yawn escaping her lips.

Gauri rubbed her eyes as she sat next to her friend, watching her tense was new to her because whenever she returned, she was in a pleasant mood. "Whose ass do I have to kick?" Annika raised her brows at her, she knew Gauri was violent but the imagine of her kicking Shivaay's ass made her chuckle.

"No one Gauri, it's nothing" Gauri narrowed her eyes at her, no, she was not buying that excuse of her's. "Did your boss do something again?" Annika shook her head at Gauri, why was it so difficult to hide anything from her? Annika thought.

"If you are not going to tell me I am gonna call Sheetal Aunty and tell that her daughter is acting" Gauri threatened with a sly smile playing on her lips, after all, she knew Sheetal Aunty who would panic the moment she hears something usual about her daughter. "You won't" Annika crossed her arms around her chest, her eyes glaring at Gauri.

"I would, watch me" 

"You won't Gauri" 

"Yes I would Annika" 

"Gauri"

"Annika" 

"Gauri" 

"Anni-"

"Fine, ShivaaySinghOberoiaskedmeonadate" What? Gauri couldn't understand what was her friend trying to say to her. "Can you tell me a little slowly?" Gauri asked Annika as she huffed in anger, groaning, she opened her mouth yet again to talk.

"Shivaay Singh Oberoi asked me on a date" Annika looked away from her face before she witnessed any abnormal expressions on her roommate's face, god, she wanted to ran away from another person yet again. As soon Annika heard Gauri's loud shriek, she covered her ears not wanting to hear what she was going to say next.

"Girl, Oh my God, Shivaay Singh Oberoi? Are you serious?" Gauri grabbed her arms and made Annika look at her, she was definitely going crazy with all that information Annika just filled her in with. Before Gauri could tease more or interrogate any further, she ran into her room, banging the door in the process.

Annika sat down on the bed, her breathing uneven and she ran her hand down her hair. She was more than stressed at the moment and she was already tired. Tying her hair into a bun, she threw off her work clothes and laid down on the bed with her phone in one of her hand. She lost track of the time as she lazily moved up to her pillow and she slept like a baby.

She wasn't sure if she was dreaming about him in her sleep, those blue hallucinating eyes which scared the shit out of her and at the same time she couldn't move her eyes off him. Annika could feel his soft touches on her arms and her lips could quicker, her fingers tracing the pathway of his beard which seemed to delight him more. Annika woke up with a gasp as she heard loud banging on her room door.

Throwing off the sheets off her and her legs moved fast, opening the room within seconds. Gauri stood infront of her taking in her view, hair disheveled, her breaths were heavier than ever and she wasn't paying any head to the person standing right in front of her. "Annika, you are not ready?" Gauri's eyes moved up and down her body, certainly not, she was still in her pyjamas.

"You have been sleeping? Weren't you?" She continued as she pushed past her and entered Annika's room, her mind still not in her head, those images of him were driving her insane, was that even possible? Annika had just met him, some hours ago and here she was, fascinating about the guy who certainly would never be her's.

What was she thinking when she dreamt about him? Those intimate touches he had left behind and the tingles that had been followed were all just a dream and it soon came crashing down on her. "Stop thinking about him Annika, you are going to meet him in an hour" Gauri interrupted her thoughts and she sat down next to her room-mate who was still dizzy with the dream she had.

"Tell me, is he really hot? I mean, I have seen him on magazine cover pages and on television but in reality I bet he is as hot as Hrithik Roshan" Gauri exclaimed dreamily making Annika roll her eyes. Hot, she hated to admit it but she couldn't deny it either, he was good looking specimen. "Help me get ready Gauri or I am kicking you out of my room" Gauri nodded immediately before she decided to kick her out instead.

Annika moved towards her not so filled cupboard which did lacked number of outfits. Her mother would barge every now and then for not buying enough clothes but Annika was not like her mother who was a shopaholic and would buy every outfit she liked it in a first go. Annika brushed her fingers through the material of each cloth, her eyes couldn't find anything appealing to wear.

"What the hell Annika? When was the last time you went on a date?" Gauri wistfully looked through her outfits only to find none which would be perfect for a date. Annika looked down at her feet, she had not been on a date since a very long time all because she wanted to work and find a job for herself. "It's been about two years" Gauri gaped at her, no way, two years? She shook her head and she thought about the date she had went to on Saturday which was three days ago.

"Come with me" Gauri snatched Annika's wrist and she continued to drag her, leading her towards her room. Annika huffed out and she took her wrist off her hold, Gauri rolled her eyes at her and moved towards her own cupboard. Annika watched Gauri's each movement carefully and she saw the number of dresses that hung down from the hangers, regretting her decision of never going to shopping whenever Gauri had insisted her. Gauri wiggled her eyebrows at Annika as she stood with two dresses in her hands, one of them had lots of sparkle on it and other was too short for her. "I am not going to some party, just a date, coffee date" Gauri sighed out and turned her back towards her yet again.

Annika kept rejecting the desses making Gauri annoyed, she was to chossy or Gauri really had bad taste in clothing but she knew that was not the case. Annika looked at the dress which was held by her with a scowl on her face, the red coloured dress was short, knee length, the neck was not too deep but just ended where she had wanted it to. Her eyes twinkling in happiness, it as simple and it felt comfortable, that was it.

"I guess we have found the dress"