Page 56 of Wicked Trap

Tanvi was annoyed. “He’s not that special,” she said, brushing it off, even though she found him hot too.

Rashmi was amused. “Not that hot? Is that why you kissed him a few days ago? I don’t blame you. Those dimples and sexy smirk would have any girl leaping on him.”

Tanvi’s annoyance grew along with embarrassment. She did find the jerk irresistible and had more or less leaped on him and kissed him twice. Her cheeks grew warm. And not just his good looks, the arrogant jerk’s cooking skills were unbelievable. That made him all the more damn sexy.

“He’s an arrogant jerk,” she said forcefully. It was more to convince herself than her friends.

Her friends began giving her knowing looks. Feeling annoyed, she walked away to get ready for the night. She was determined to ignore her arrogant neighbor the entire night.

Suddenly, she had an idea how to compensate for the jerk’s presence.

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“Thank you so much for inviting me to join you, Tanvi.”

Tanvi smiled at the sweet man. “There’s no need to thank me, Sameer. You helped me get the job. This is my treat.”

Sameer smiled shyly. “You are most welcome.”

“These are my friends Rashmi and Kavitha.” She introduced her friends to him.

Sameer offered to drive since he didn’t drink alcohol. They sent away Rashmi’s car with the driver and went to the club in Sameer’s small car.

“When is Arjun joining us?” Rashmi asked.

“He left already on his bike,” Sameer replied. “He said he’ll join us later at the restaurant.”

Tanvi frowned. She was hoping he would somehow not make it. Pushing away thoughts of him, she once again reminded herself to ignore him that night.

Thirty minutes later, they reached the place which was in the heart of the downtown area and on the top of a tall building.

They took the elevator to the top floor, and when the elevator doors opened, Rashmi let out a gasp.

The entire place had glass walls, and the view outside was breathtaking.

“Wow! This looks awesome!” Rashmi said excitedly.

It was a new place she and her friends had never visited before. It did look awesome. But from the glass walls, it was also obvious that the place was crowded.

“I didn’t make a reservation. I think—” Before Tanvi could suggest they might have to go to a different place for dinner, the hostess greeted them near the reception area.

“Welcome to Opium,” she said with a smile. “Name, please.”

“Tanvi Shetty.”

The hostess began to look at the computer screen.

“I don’t have a reservation. What would be the wait time for us to get a table?”

The hostess looked surprised. “Oh. But I do see your name, madam. Tanvi Shetty. A party of five.”

Tanvi was surprised.

“Arjun must have made the reservations through his manager friend!” Rashmi said excitedly.

Tanvi frowned, feeling unsure how she should feel towards the gesture. She didn’t want to be grateful to her arrogant neighbor in any way.

“Please follow me, Miss Shetty.”

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