Chapter – 12

Third Person’s POV

At the Club, in the private area…

Here in the private area of the nightclub, Vihaan can walk freely. He was the owner of this place, and no one knew about that.

Very casually, with a free mind, Vihaan was standing on the balcony, enjoying the music playing in the background. No one could see him at the place he was standing, but he could see everyone.

He was walking in the private corridor when he heard the sound of the opening door from the room opposite him. He frowned because, without his permission, no one could enter there. He stood frozen, seeing the person who came out of the room, and the person who came out of the room looked at Vihaan with a disbelieving expression in her big doe eyes.

“You…you …you can walk! I knew it.” - Trisha said, smiling like an idiot as if she had won the lottery.

Vihaan stood there like a statue seeing Trisha in front of him. He didn’t understand what to do. No idea was coming into his mind to handle the situation. He was too shocked to utter a single word.

But Vihaan’s tense figure relaxed a little due to Trisha’s subsequent action.

Trisha closed the distance between her and Vihaan, put her hand around her neck, and spoke in a tipsy tone, “You look so handsome standing. You are soooo tall. I am so lucky.”

“Why are you lucky?” - with an amused expression, Vihaan asked while holding Trisha by her waist.

Vihaan’s tension vanished when he realised Trisha was tipsy. Thinking of an idea, Vihaan smirked.

“Of course, I am lucky. I have gotten such a handsome husband…” Trisha paused, Vihaan grinned from ear to ear upon hearing Trisha calling him husband, but his smile fell when Trisha continued her statement, “even though he is just my contract husband, and I also have a handsome boyfriend who will be my future husband. So, of course, I am lucky.”

Upon hearing the continuation of Trisha’s statement, Vihaan’s all interest flew away.

Vihaan picked Trisha up in a bridal style and started walking towards the room where he had been sitting with Rajiv.

Trisha yelped due to her sudden change of position. She tightly held Vihaan’s neck in fear of falling. When she realized she would not fall, she started giggling. Vihaan’s mood improved a little seeing Trisha’s smiling face.

Rajiv was enjoying his Vodka while looking at the dance floor when Vihaan entered with Trisha in his arms. He looked at the person in Vihaan’s arms with an aghast expression.

“Sir…she…now, what will happen?”

Completely ignoring Rajiv’s shocked face and his question, Vihaan put Trisha on the sofa gently, sat beside her and picked up a glass of alcohol.

Seeing Vihaan behaving so calmly and Trisha behaving like an idiot, Rajiv looked at them with a confused expression. Vihaan was having his vodka leisurely while enjoying the show in front of him with an amused expression. Trisha was smiling, singing and dancing like an idiot in the room.

“Sir, what is going on?” - Rajiv asked.

Vihaan looked at Rajiv with a bored expression and casually replied, “chill, Rajiv! Calm down man…don’t take so much tension. Go to the dance floor and loosen up a little.”

Rajiv didn’t understand how Vihaan could be sitting without taking any tension.

“Sir, do you plan to say everything to Trisha ma’am everything?”

“No, of course. Not. Why do you think so?” - Vihaan asked nonchalantly.

Rajiv looked at Vihaan as if he had lost his mind “Sir! Trisha ma’am is here! She has seen you walking! You have even brought her into this room by holding her in your arms! And you are asking me why I think so?” Rajiv yelled at Vihaan in frustration. He sometimes really didn’t understand what Vihaan wanted.

“Are you an idiot? Or are you blind? Can’t you see her condition? She is completely drunk! I have been fooling everyone all these years, and you are afraid of this drunk woman?” Vihaan asked in a duh tone.

“Sir, she is drunk now! But when she will come back to her senses, then? What if she remembers everything?” - Rajiv asked about his doubt.

“Seeing her condition, I don’t think she will remember anything. And even if she remembers, I have already thought about what to tell her.” - Vihaan replied.

“What? And what if she doesn’t trust your words.”

“Uff! You take too much tension. ‘If’ Rajiv ‘If’... that ‘if’ will never come. Don’t you trust in my ability?”- Vihaan asked with a raised eyebrow.

Rajiv didn’t say anything. Of course, he trusted his ability, but he was just worried for him. He didn’t disturb Vihaan anymore with his questions. He left the room to give Vihaan and Trisha some privacy.