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I looked up just to blink at a staring Viaan who raised an eyebrow at me and then at Shaurya who had a ghost of a smirk etched on his lips.
"Are you okay?" Viaan asked skeptically.
"Yes, yes. Of course, why wouldn't I be?" I picked up a flute of some random drink from the tray that the waiter was carrying and gulped it down in one go. The incomplete, undefined taste with the hints of bitterness exploded in my mouth, becoming the reason for my cringe. If it hadn't already gone down, Shaurya surely would have been showered in it by now. Anyway, I still felt like puking my guts out.
"What in the hell was that?" I voiced feeling not so well all of a sudden.
"That, my dear wife, was white wine that you just swallowed like a pro," I swear I heard the amusement in Viaan's voice but my brain had stopped working when the wordswhite wineleft his mouth.
I couldn’t feel my feet below me and my lovely little derriere would have had kissed the ground if it wasn't for Viaan’s hand that shot out, sneaking around my waist, supporting my weight.
I didn't know if it was because of the dread that seeped through my entire being at grasping the fact that I had just gulped down a whole glass of white wine and committed the biggest sin of my life or my lightheadedness that left my head swirl in circles.
"Oh my god... My mom's going to kill me for this! I'm going to hell," I heard myself breathe out in panic before passing out in my husband's arms.
*****
I groaned, feeling my head heavy. The bright lights behind my eyelids made it difficult for me to open them, instead, I shut them tighter as I pulled my hand up to cover my burning eyes.
"Dim the lights," a familiar voice ordered and immediately the bright lights were replaced by the low lights.
I slowly opened my eyes when I felt the bed dip beside me indicating someone sit beside me. Daksh caught my wrist and watched his wristwatch, counting my pulse. At the foot of the bed, Viaan walked back and forth with one hand in his dress pants and another occasionally running through his hair, messing it up. It made him look even hotter than he already did. His coat was discarded on the single sofa.
"Everything looks normal, she must have fainted due to shock," Daksh stood up, announcing loudly.
"God, this woman!" Viaan ran his hand through his hair again. Concern clouded his voice as he looked at me and continued, "I have a wife who fainted after consuming a flute of white wine."
"More like from the dread of consuming a flute of white wine," Daksh remarked, putting his tools back into his briefcase. Amusement was clear in his voice. And then I heard it. The deep chuckles that erupted from Viaan had my attention, "My sentence still sounded better. She fainting for consuming a flute of white wine would sound better than she fainting out of dread of consuming it. Such a peculiar being she is. I guess Aaryan has named her right.Craziness."
"You have a point, brother. She did prove it on multiple occasions," Daksh sniggered.
"And that‘she’is still here and listening to you both talk like I wasn't even in the same room!" I snapped, feeling my headache worsen. A scowl marred my face as I glared at the two brothers, earning me another chuckle from them.
Just great! Jerk-heads...
I opted to ignore them as I fetched for an aspirin from the nightstand and dry swallowed it. The brothers started discussing the previous incidents. Apparently, the final hearing for Mr. Rathore's case was announced to be next week, the case that Neel had been prosecuting. The date was set to be two days after the celebration of the birthday of Viaan's mother.
The waiter was still in a coma to his family's despair. I did feel bad for them and was truly glad that my family was helping his family with everything they needed.
A few more days had passed and I was comparatively better at dancing, good enough to get Vikrant's approval. And all the credit went to my patient husband, who endured all the toe stamping, my wrong techniques, slow learning and tight schedule he had to pack himself with due to making time for my dance practice. Before this, I had been proud of being a fast learner but now... Now that I have witnessed Viaan's patience, I was ashamed to admit that in the matter of dance, I was slower than a tortoise.
I saw him less and less as the days passed by, except for the dance session, I rarely saw him at home. Not even when I went late to bed or got up early in the morning.
Even now as I waited for him to appear for the dance practice, I couldn't help but think about his handsome face. It wasn't like I missed it or anything, but a part of me felt lost when he wasn’t around.
"Ma'am?" A feminine voice broke me out of my trance as I looked at one of the maids bending towards me.
Apprehending that I was back from my day dreamland, she spoke, "Master Viaan won't be able to come home early today. He has a sudden matter forced into his hands. He had called to inform you first hand but you didn't receive the calls, so he sent the message through me."
My heart sank at the news.
So, I wasn't going to see him today?
My hand automatically reached for my phone that rested on the far end of the table and picked it up. True to her words, there were ten missed calls. Two from Asha and the rest from Viaan.
Asha also happened to be out for sample testing of the food and finalizing the decoration for the day after tomorrow's celebration. She offered me to join her but then I didn't want to miss the last practice session with Viaan. I needed to be good enough at dancing to push off all the other female eagles that were waiting to get their claws on him. Asha seemed to have understood my desperation as she just smiled at me before leaving on her own.
Not to forget, I didn't want three pairs of Tweedledum and Tweedledee to tail us around as either of us had three bodyguards each, now. Thanks to the Raivardhan brothers...
