Shana waited for him to say, anything.
But nothing came out of his.
She saw him looking and looking at her through the mirror while standing behind her, and the intensity of his gaze was no more authoritative.
Rather it was to claim her.
None of them breaks eye contact, their eyes telling each other what they want.
Shana wanted him to know she could never cheat on him and Vihaan wanted her to know he wanted her in every way.
And then Vihaan moves his eyes from her to her face and then to her cleavage.
His eyes remain there for a minute, and then down to her abdomen, to her waist and finally to her legs to move back to her neck.
Shana was on fire.
Not from anger or something, but from the intensity of his gaze.
Or the fact she wanted him for a long time.
She was sure if he would make a move on her, she would be unable to resist, for she was not as strong as she has considered herself.
She was addicted to his touch and she wanted it now, every day.
