Chanchal came out of the cabin...
Chanchal to herself:- Samajhte kya hai woh apne aap ko....CEO ko hai rubab jhadenge kya...unhe kya lagta hai main jawab nai de sakta...aaye bade...galat naam likha tumne...
(What does he thinks hu of himself....he is CEO so he can do whatever he wants....does he thinks I can't answer him.... Idiot....You have wrote wrong name)
She sat on her chair and slammed her book on the desk ....and closed her eyes....
Murmuring not so good words for Vivaan....and vivaan was watching all this from his cabin....
Chanchal to herself:- What he is! A ...a boss here....and what does he thinks of himself...Mafia hai kya .....idiot....
She was thinking this things...when Vivaan came....with only white shirt...folded sleeves till elbow... looking extremely hot and sexy.....
She was gawking at him...
Her inner mind:- He is so hot!
Extremely hot...
But isn't it wrong to gawk at your boss...
Buddhu...he is your husband too..so you can gawk at him...
But he is your namesake husband....
Right he is your namesake husband...don't you remember your own words to him....
Yaa... remember it.....
Vivaan snapped his finger infront of her...and smirked looking at her who was visibly drooling over him...
She irritatingly:- What??
Vivaan:- take a picture it will last longer...
Chanchal:- I don't need yours...I have seen better than this...duhh!!
Vivaan:- whatever! Get out of your dreamy world and get me some hot coffee with milk....
Chanchal:- sure...
She got up to bring coffe for him and also for her as her head suddenly started paining...
Vivaan stopped her....
Chanchal:- what now?
Vivaan:- I will also come...what if you add poison in it to kill me...
Chanchal:- huh!! I wish I could do it...but I will go in jail and I don't want it...and widow hone ka mujhe koi shauk nai hai....
He chuckled at her response...and she muttered:- Idiot
Vivaan:- I heard
Chanchal:- thats why I said ..so that you can hear it...idiot...
Vivaan and Chanchal went towards the pantry....She started making Coffee and he was standing there folding his hands on his chest...
Vivaan:- Chanchal...
Chanchal upped her eye brows to ask what?
Vivaan:- Have you really seen many men??
Chanchal laughed at his question...
Chanchal:- Are you by any chance jealous?
Vivaan:- Jealous? My foot...
Chanchal:- whatever!
Vivaan:- yaa... Whatever!
Chanchal:- Your coffee!
Vivaan:- Thank you
Vivaan went to his cabin and Chanchal to went in her cabin....
Chanchal took her novel which she was currently reading and started sipping on her coffee and reading the novel.....
Vivaan on the other side , started working on his laptop and sipping his coffee .....
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