Page 94 of Wicked Trap

With a groan, he moved away from her. He stood up and simply tucked himself in and zipped up his pants before he adjusted his belt.

He looked just like he was when he walked into the room. But she was a mess. She sprang up from the sofa and adjusted her dress which was wrinkled. Her hair luckily was left loose, so she only had to finger-comb it.

“How does my face look?” she asked., hoping her makeup hadn’t smeared.

“You look beautiful, princess,” he said huskily.

He lowered his head to kiss her, but she put her palm on his mouth and glared at him.

“Don’t you dare! You need to leave now before you are discovered!”

Seeing her panic, his eyes softened. “Fine. I’ll leave. But come home soon. I’ll be waiting for you.”

Her heart melted when he referred to their two apartments as home. She did consider them as home too. “Yes. I’ll come home soon. Let me finish what I came here for.”

He nodded. And then, giving her a sweet kiss on her palm, he stepped away. “See you later, princess,” he said.

Then flashing his dimples, giving her a flying kiss with his two fingers, he slipped out of the room. Her heart thudded, and she waited anxiously, hoping no one stopped him on his way out.

Five minutes later, she slipped out of the small room. Brushing her hands over her long skirt, she went back to the party.

Everything seemed to be the same as before. The live music continued to play, and the guests continued to converse while drinks and food were served.

She caught the sight of her father’s assistant and approached him. “Hello, Mr. Prasad. Has the guest of honor arrived yet?”

He shook his head. “Not yet, Miss Shetty.”

Tanvi frowned. She was annoyed that the Prism chairman was ditching the event thrown in his honor. She knew her father must be beyond upset by the missing guest of honor as well.

“Thank you, Mr. Prasad,” she said before walking away.

She decided to get herself a drink. Her cheeks heated when she realized that her recent bout of passionate sex in the small room made her feel thirsty.

What was Arjun thinking coming here!

And what was I thinking allowing the arrogant devil to get his way?

Her face heated, recalling their stolen moments.

“Tanvi?”

She turned and saw that it was Divya. “Oh, hi, Divya.”

Her friend stared. “Are you feeling okay?” Divya asked. “You look flushed.”

Controlling her blush, Tanvi nodded. “Yes. I’m fine. Just a little overheated with the crowd.”

She knew the excuse sounded ridiculous, considering the party was held outdoors. But her friend simply nodded.

“Come on. Let’s get some drinks and food. I am starving.”

If she didn’t get to meet the damn chairman, then at least she could have a drink and eat the expensive food her father must have ordered to impress the billionaire.

She picked up a drink and then sat down with Divya at one of the tables and let the uniformed men serve food on her plate. Since they were seated in public, she spoke to Divya about general topics, mostly about their common college friends.

It was midnight when Tanvi decided to leave.

“I’ll see you later, Divya. Please don’t hesitate to call me if you need anything.”

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