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I rolled my eyes and looked at the rear-view mirror to find an SUV following suit.
"Are those my bodyguards?" I asked incredulously.
"Yes."
I turned around to face him, pulling over my best puppy face, I started pleading with him, "Viaan please, Viaan. Please send them back for tonight. I don't want black-suited people following me everywhere around."
He didn't reply and just continued to drive. To grab his attention, I placed my hands on his arm and tried again, "Viaan, please! I will do as you say tonight and behave! And you will be right there, so there is no need for extra guards. Please, Viaan."
He glanced my way, "You will behave yourself and follow my orders?"
"Yes!" Viaan was considering it! I couldn't control my excitement.
"And you won't attack me like you did the last time?" My cheeks burned at his words. I shook my head furiously.
"I won't do it again. And I am very sorry about that, it wasn't one of my brightest moments," I said. It surely was an unbelievable feat that I had pulled.
Viaan hummed softly before pressing a button on the stereo making a dialing tone boom from the speakers.
"Hello, sir?" A rough voice answered.
"Aashish, you guys go back and take the night off," he ordered.
"Okay sir, as you say," the call ended leaving both of us in silence before I broke it by squealing out of joy and hugged Viaan, taking him by surprise, "Thank you, thank you, thank you so so much!"
I sat back in my chair grinning like a five-year-old.
"You are so easy to please," his voice made me look at him, who was smiling softly.
"I can't help it, I was born this way," I shrugged, still grinning like a fool. The rest of the drive went in comfortable silence. A remarkable crowd had assembled. People posed for the paparazzi. Viaan got down, handing keys to the valet, he came to open my door.
I looked at him, who was suited in a light blue double-breasted suit and his classic white shirt, with his hand held out for me to take. My heart skipped a beat at how handsome he looked in twilight sky. A shy smile crept on my lips as I placed my hand in his awaiting one and climbed out of the car.
We were soaked in flashes. Facing the cameras, we posed as Viaan placed his hand on the small of my back. The smile on my face wouldn’t budge. I waved at the camera when Viaan gently pulled me towards the entrance, where he showed the invite to the doorman who greeted us before letting us in. The corridor was traditionally designed with a red carpet, crystal chandeliers, and golden lights. Viaan led me towards the humongous double doors that were kept open.
Once inside, I witnessed what Victorian balls might have been like. Some people were waltzing to the slow music in the middle of the room. And others were chatting around the place. Tables had been set all over the room with nameplates for each chair placed around the table.
"Good evening, Mr. Raivardhan," I heard a polite feminine voice greet professionally. My head turned towards the source to find a small framed girl in a conservative dress, hair plaited and round-rimmed glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose.
"Ah, Natasha. Did you get the papers?" Viaan asked receiving a curt nod before she opened the folder she was carrying and retrieved a set of stapled sheets.
Oh, I remember her! She was at my wedding too! It looks like she did get the job. She must have been really smart if she could make Viaan give her a job. And to my relief she was very professional and all business. They both started talking about all the dull and boring work, leaving me to survey the big room.
The one thing that I didn't expect was seeinghim. I blinked my eyes several times to check if I was actually seeing it or not.
Just a few feet from me, standing in an expensive blue tuxedo with his hair waxed back was none other than Raj,Anjali'sRaj!
For a second I hadn't recognized him but then Anjali had shown me the pictures just the other day. And informed me that they had decided to start over again this morning.
A question had started to itch my mind,'wasn't Raj just a marriage broker for whom Anjali had hopelessly fallen for?'
It looked like a different story altogether here.
33. TAINTEES
Istared at Raj or whoever this person was trying to understand what was going on. I was aware of the frown that had etched on my features like a warning sign'Disturb her and you are dead!'. My hands had automatically dialed a familiar number even before I could comprehend. Viaan had got me another phone this morning and I so was glad that he had.
The vibration of the dialing tone on the other side made me realize that it was my sister's life that was at stake here which I definitely was not going to allow Raj to gamble with.
