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She is about to touch my face when I grab her wrist and stand up.
“I can’t believe this,” I snap. “You’re so delusional, Sabrina. I don’t know where you’re getting this from because none of it is true. I’m not interested in any other woman anymore.”
I shrug her arm away, and she snaps back at me.
“How long, Vikram? How long will you resist all your desires? I know you and Maahi haven’t consummated your marriage. How much longer will you wait and beg from her? Someday, you’ll need those things that Maahi has no interest in giving you.”
I laugh. Is this some kind of joke? Sabrina watches me in frustration.
“Who do you think I am, Sabrina? Some sex addict who can’t stay without it? Just because I’m a billionaire and own classy clubs all over the globe doesn’t make me a womanizer.” My smile fades as I grab Sabrina’s arms to ensure she hears my next words loud and clear. “You know when I commit to something, I give my soul to it. My marriage to Maahi is real. I have feelings for her that I don’t think you can understand. Even if she doesn’t let me touch her for my whole life, I will still wait for her till my last breath.”
Sabrina stares at me bewildered, but then I sense her—my wife. She’s here. I turn to the door and see Maahi standing there, watching me. When did she come here? I loosen my grip on Sabrina, who steps away and turns to Maahi just like me.
“You forgot this,” Maahi says, showing me my phone. I’d given it to her to google something while we were driving to the office since her own phone’s battery was draining.
She strides inside the cabin, and I don’t let her walk too far. I take a few steps to meet her halfway. She is glowing, and I realize it’s because she heard part of my conversation with Sabrina. I want her to know that every word I uttered was from the bottom of my heart. I want to know what she is thinking at this moment about me and our marriage, but this is not the right time and place. Maahi quickly decides to leave after I take my phone back.
“Daadi and Ajay are waiting outside. I should go. See you soon,” she murmurs, stroking my chest gently. That simple touch is enough to comfort me. She smiles at me and walks out, reminding me I still have to deal with Sabrina.
Sabrina is fuming at Maahi’s intervention, but I don’t care.
“She didn’t even knock,” Sabrina complains.
“She doesn’t need to. This is her husband’s office, and she has every right to interrupt me even if I am signing a billion-dollar deal with someone.”
I am done explaining the importance of Maahi in my life to Sabrina, so I finally come to the point.
“I need those pictures of me removed from your Instagram feed. If you don’t, I’ll let my cyber team handle it,” I give her a no-nonsense look. “And if you still want us to be friends, stop broadcasting my family matters to your friends and social circle. I know Mom shared a few things with you, but you should have respected that and maintained some secrecy. The next time I hear you are gossiping about me and my family, consider it the last day of our friendship because that’s definitely not something I would do to my friends, and I expect the same from them. Are we clear?”
She gives me a pointed look.
“Mark my words, Vikram. She will break you away from your family one day, and you will regret it.”
I am done with her, so I walk to the door and open it for her. This is my way of asking her to get out. I can’t entertain her any longer. I’ve always liked Sabrina, and we shared some great times as friends, but now she’s messing with my family, and I cannot tolerate it.
She stares at me, hurt blooming on her face. I wish she hadn’t crossed the line of our friendship like this. I thought we would always be good friends and supporters of each other. But life doesn’t work that way, does it? Sometimes the people you trust for years become your foes in seconds, and you don’t even know how or when.
As soon as Sabrina walks out of my cabin, I decide to quickly finish some work before joining Daadi and Maahi. I’ve planned a proper three-course Indian meal for them, and I know Daadi will love it, considering I have specially appointed the best Indian chefs to cook it according to her diet plan.
MAAHI
Vikram’s words still echo in my ears.
“My marriage to Maahi is real. I have feelings for her which I don’t think you can understand. Even if she doesn’t let me touch her for my whole life, I will still wait for her till my last breath.”
I never wanted to eavesdrop on Vikram and Sabrina’s conversation, but returning his phone was important since he was receiving too many calls.
I have always seen Vikram in a different light back in India. I thought he was physically attracted to me and only needed me for that. If I hadn’t come to New York, I might never have realized the real feelings he had started growing in his heart for me. Vikram Singh Grover is slowly turning out to be a husband who wants to commit to his wife forever, who has secretly promised to protect her, and for whom infidelity is never an option. He is even ready to wait for my approval for years without showing any urgency to consummate, and that coming from him tops the chart.
I clutch my handbag as we head back to the parking lot with Ajay, where we are told Vikram is waiting to take us out for lunch. We’ve seen the Grover Group Office, and I can’t express how proud I am to see how quickly this company has grown since Vikram came on board. I know Vanraj uncle has a good knack with clients, but with Vikram beside him, he can turn the impossible into possible, and that definitely makes me proud of him.
“Uh, Ajay,” I stop as we head for the elevator to the parking. “I need to change. You can take Daadi to the parking. I’ll be there shortly.”
“Sure,” Ajay agrees, and Daadi grins back at me.
“I didn’t know you had another dress in that bag for lunch.”
I hold my smile, but it still pops on my lips.
