"Excuse me?" baffled, seated on the blue couch, Shanaya looked at the handsome Vihaan, standing in front of her with his arms locked, his eyes on her, and his face depicting no expressions.
"Excused", with the same posture, he spoke in a business manner.
Annoyed, Shanaya took a long breath and tried to mock him by being as polite as she can" What do you mean by the statement that we have to keep it a secret?", meanwhile passing a mild smile.
Getting away from her, Vihaan reached to the end of the room, opened some drawer and pick out the wine bottle. Ignoring her protesting looks, he picks out two wine glasses and moved toward her.
Trying her best not to show her disgust, Shanaya withdraws her eyes from Vihaan's appearing image and tried to distract her by appreciating the beauty of his room.
