𝓑𝓻𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓷.

Chapter - 30

Shivanya ~

A week passed with us falling into this coexisting routine. This morning started like any other except for the fact that Mr. Birdbrain decided that I am never driving myself anywhere ever again.

"I'm driving." I say firmly, standing beside my car, arms crossed.

Vihaan, looking every inch the unbothered, ridiculously successful lawyer simply leaned against his own car, hands in his pockets, watching me like he's already won.

"You are not." he says, voice calm, like the matter was already settled.

I narrow my eyes. "Yes, I am."

He tilted his head slightly, infuriatingly amused. "Are you, though?"

I glare. "It's my car."

"I bought you a better one."

I gasped, scandalized. "Excuse me?"

He said, as if this is just another business transaction. "It's in the garage."

"I never asked for a new car, Vihaan sir!!"

"I never said you had to ask."

I throw my hands up. "You can't just...."

"Sunshine," he interrupted, completely ignoring my impending tirade. "I am not negotiating on this."

"Well, I am!"

He stepped closer to me, slow, deliberate, like he's utterly entertained by my absolute refusal to back down.

"Let me explain something to you," he murmured, voice infuriatingly calm. "You are my wife. That means I get to make sure you never have to deal with reckless drivers, annoying traffic, or—"

I cut him off, exasperated. "I have been driving for years, Vihaan!"

"And now you don't have to."

I gasped again, deeply offended by his logic. "That is not how this works!"

He did not react to my outrage.

Instead, he took out his phone.

"Vihaan, what are you doing?"

"Calling security." He said, his eyes twinkling, like he was kidding. OF COURSE HE WAS!

"For what?!"

"To make sure you don't leave without me."

I stared at him, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. He was actually serious.

"You are impossible," I muttered, hands now shoved into my blazer pockets, resisting the overwhelming urge to throw something at him.

He nodded, completely satisfied with himself. "I hear that a lot."

"It was not a compliment, sir, if you are under any delusion." I snapped.

He finally smirked, stepping toward his car and opening the passenger door for me.

"Get in, Sunshine." he murmured, the absolute audacity of his satisfaction radiating off him.

I stared at him. He had already won, just for TODAY.

I knew that I could argue for another thirty minutes, but we both knew that would end with me sitting in his car anyway today, sulking. Might as well speed up the process.

With a dramatic sigh, I walked toward the car, slid into the passenger seat, and pointedly ignored the victorious glint in his eyes as he shut the door behind me.