Vivian approached me, his steps deliberate and heavy, and said in a cold, dark tone, "Are you planning to put on this drama in front of the whole world too?"
Confused and a bit startled, I asked, "What drama?"
Vivian pointed at my mangalsutra, his e...
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𝐀 𝐀 𝐑 𝐈 𝐍 𝐈
As I made my way down the corridor, I glanced out towards the lawn and spotted Vivian, engrossed in his laptop, the blue glow of the screen reflecting off his sharp features. The air was cool, with a light breeze rustling the leaves of the plants nearby, creating a serene atmosphere-well, as serene as it could be with him around.
This monster, thought, barely suppressing a sigh. He couldn't even let me enjoy a simple dinner. Tomorrow, who knows? He might just tell me to stop breathing. I'll be dead and buried before I even relized it.
I entered my room, changed into something more comfortable, and tied up my hair, trying to shake off the irritation that clung to me. Grabbing the Kukreja Group file, I knew I couldn't delay any longer. With a resigned sigh, I walked back out and headed straight to where Vivian was sitting.
As I approached, he finally looked up from his laptop, his eyes cold and distant, with a stern tone, said "Why are you standing?"Sit down.
I hesitated but eventually sat down, placing the papers in front of him. "These are the papers you wanted."
Vivian's gaze sharpened as he glared at me, demanded, "Read it."
"What?" I blurted out, completely thrown off by his sudden command.
"Sit in thet chair and he terms and conditions right here. I want you to check everything again," he ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Seriously feeling a wave of frustration wash over me. I've already checked everything. What's the point of doing it again?
But of course, I didn't say that out loud. Instead, I just sighed, opened the file, and began reading through the documents.
I couldn't understand why Vivian was acting like this. Was he upset, or was he just annoyed that I had gone out for dinner so late? Even I couldn't figure it out.
As I started reading, the gentle breeze that was flowing through the lawn kept playing with my hair, making it fall over my face repeatedly. Every time, I had to push it back behind my ears. The wind seemed to be teasing me, tossing my hair about, refusing to let it stay in place.
This guy, my irritation growing with each passing second. He's making me sit out here just to read through something I've already checked. What is wrong with him?
I could feel his eyes on me, but I ignored him, focusing on the papers instead. The night air was cool, and the lawn was quiet except for the occasional rustle of leaves and the soft clacking of keys from his laptop.
When I finally finished, I closed the file and said, "Mr. Ahuja, I've reviewed everything, you can sign it now."
Vivian didn't even glance at me. "Leave it on the table. I'll sign it later."
