Chapter 45 - Music

Sitting at the partially illuminated corner of the terrace in his night-black pants and no shirt and the glass of whisky in his lift hand, Vihaan looked absentmindedly at the busy, illuminating but noisy and polluted Delhi. The pollution covered sky had no stars, or the human eye of Vihaan could not see the hiding stars.

He thought of the awkwardness present between Vansh and him even though he has apologized to him. The chain of thoughts lead him to Shanaya and, deep down he felt bad, bad for shouting at her, for making her hurt, for making her feel uncomfortable, but his mind did not let him go deep in guilt.

His mind spoke immediately to him"I am not wrong. She did the mistake and, it was not I who told her to speak in between us."

He abruptly looked to his left when he heard some footsteps and, soon enough, a feminine figure busy in her own world emerged. His breaths stopped, he, was not expecting someone on his favourite and hiding place.

The figure seemed not to notice him, as he could see her back to him and saw her going to the other side of the terrace, but close enough to listen to her. He noticed her standing facing him with the support of the wall and her middle- length honey brown hair dancing in the air, her toned white legs on display in her denim shorts, and her grey v neck T-shirt complimenting her skin tone. .

Having no clue of Vihaan sitting at a few distances away from him, Shanaya spoke to the other person on the phone"Dad, why are you keen on marrying me, I am just 26."

She listened to her Dad" I am not forcing you to marry, but I want you to have a happy life. At least tell me if you have a boyfriend, child!"

"Dad, I am happy and, I do not need a husband to be happy if I am not! And, I have no boyfri.." but she stopped with a shock when she noticed a figure sitting at a few distances away from her. It was her favourite and hiding place, and, she was not expecting anyone.

Her heart beat furiously on sighting him shirtless and, she averts her gaze with a sudden force when her eyes met his. She could feel the blood rushing to her neck and cheeks and, she thank the darkness for preventing him, to see, his effect on her.

"Dad, I will talk you later" hanging up the phone, she hurriedly moved toward the exit when she noticed the whiskey glass in his hand and a feeling she could not understand erupted deep inside her.

Vihaan seemed to notice the loathing in her eyes, for he looked at her and then at his glass. But, he did not keep it away. Forcing her to see him by locking her eyes with his intense gaze, he drank the content of it and chuckled when he saw her darting away from him.

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The days had passed in a hurry, and it was already Avni's sangeet(dance-music-singing) ceremony. All the relatives who were already residing in the guest house and others who were not able to attend other functions were present and, were, busy chatting and gossiping with each other. Since the wedding was not a destination one, Abhinav's family was not with them.

It was eight in the evening and everyone, be it, elder or children, was excited for it to begin.

They were gathered in the hall of the Guest House, but, the interior of the Guest House was different, there were no longer the sofas, and, the table, instead, the mattresses were placed, on the floor and, everyone was sitting on them. There were few sofa chairs for all those who were elder and had the problem in sitting downside.

There were around hundreds of people, but they were all closed ones. Rathore family had decided all the family functions would be attended by their relatives only and, the VIP's and their business partners would be invited to the Reception.

Dim lights and laser lights were enhancing the beauty of the already decorated hall with flowers and lamps.

They had decided to take all the vases away to prevent them from falling while dancing, only the walls of the hall were the same as they were before, all the paintings were hanging on the wall, decorated with the flowers, stairs were looking beautiful.

Children were running and playing with each other. Some were rehearsing for the dance.

Elders were telling tales about their marriage and, few of the young ones who were listening to them were teasing and laughing at their funny moments.

Suddenly, their attention shifted to Vihaan, who was looking breathtaking in a Black kurta with pyjama (Indian dress)without any jacket and heard him announcing the beginning of the function.

Vihaan was looking like hot among them, Black colour emphasising his hotness and handsome features. Saransh was looking handsome and sėxy and, Vansh ofcourse was looking cute and Handsome.

Everyone was looking at their best.

Sitting on the sofa in the Vansh room which, was her at the moment, busy in her phone, Shanaya in her silver lehenga with a necklace set was looking regal.

She had no makeup, but a hint of a moisturizer and red lipstick was enough to make her look hot. An inch of her waist was on display, but, her hair had covered her backless blouse.

She looked up when she heard the footsteps and saw Vansh entering the room. She smiled at him and saw him sitting at the edge of the bed.

"What are you doing here when all are present in the hall?" admiring her beauty with a genuine interest, Vansh questioned.

"Oh, nothing. I was going to come soon" answering without looking at him, she, kept on tapping on the phone.

She might have said it, but her heart knew the truth.

"Is it about the music?" with his keen eyes, Vansh stood up and sat down on the arm of the sofa in which Shanaya was sitting.

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