The sunlight fell directly on my face and I open my eyes but shut it immediately and open it again just to adjust light. I'm feeling too dizzy. Suddenly all the incidents I witnessed yesterday Start coming to my mind and I get back to reality. I was in club last I remember this much only. I'm in Vihaan's bedroom means he must brought me over here but how? He was not with me then...........Oh God, my head is paining so badly that I can't even tell you.
I rose the blanket from over me and tried to get off from the bed but my head is spinning. I hold my temple with both of my hand. Did I drank that much last night? that it's hurting Me this much.
"Yes" I heard a familiar deep husky voice and turned to face and the owner of the voice is none other than Vihaan. He said yes as if could hear my thoughts. I saw he was holding the huge tray of breakfast in his hand and my nostrils filled with the smell of sweet aroma. He placed the tray on table in his bedroom. "where would you like to have breakfast Ms.? Over here or in dinning area?" He asked as if he's my servant. Did something happened?
"Why are you asking like that?" I asked in confusion
"Like what Ma'am?" He asked and now I'm get irritated. what hell is this ma'am n all? "Should I take breakfast to balcony, ma'am? You would like the view while having breakfast." He said and I'm getting super confused. I just nodded and went straight to the bathroom. Now, I'm feeling little bit fine.
I took a hot shower. I wear white mid flared plazo, blue and white ajrakh print short sleeveless kurta. The sleeves of this kurta is tie up sleeves. I wear silver oxidised bangle on my right hand and watch on left wrist. I wear oxidised earrings and completed my look with brown simple flats. I don't usually wear Indian clothes because I feel comfortable in western more but many people had said that I look more good in Indian wear. For makeup I just applied moisturizer, sunscreen and applied little bit tint on my lips and on my cheeks and eyes as well.
I come to the balcony for breakfast. As Vihaan had said the view over here is breathtaking. I saw that there were flowerpots placed at the edge of the balcony. And there was grass flooring on the ground. A big wooden table was placed in the middle of the balcony. There was a wooden stick ceiling above the balcony and a fake leaves was covered over it. The view of Mumbai from here was quite different. I felt very relaxed here. Vihaan signaled me to sit. I nodded and take a sit against him.
"Wow. It's just feel wow over here." I said and took the look of the view.
"You like it?" He asked while I nodded. I could feel his gaze are only fixed on me.
"Very much. Thank you so much, Vihaan." I said
"Ohh stop it, Vania. Don't thank me." He said and rolled his eyes. I moved my gaze towards breakfast. There were milk and chocos, cornflakes, musali, bread toast, butter, cheese slice, jam, boiled eggs and the best part of breakfast was there were khandavi and khaman (gujarati food) too. A huge smile appeared on my face after seeing the breakfast.
"Taste it and tell me how it is" he said while I nodded and took bite from the khaman and then khandavi. Oh God, it's too tasty I mean I thought Vihaan's cook doesn't know how to cook gujju food.
"Ummmmmm........it's too tasty. I mean I love it" I said
"Ohh really, thank you. I thought how would it taste and would you like it or not?" He said
"Wait, what? You mean you made this." I asked in disbelief.
"Hmmmhmmmm" he said
"Ohh my God, Vihaan. It's taste too good. I love it" I said while smile appeared on his face and pride for himself in his eyes.
"You know, I've never felt this much proud on myself. I mean wheather I crack big deal, break big pedophile ring or save how many girls, I never felt this much proud on myself." He said. I giggled at his talk. "I'm serious Vania"

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