Page 194 of One Hellish Wedlock
Sunny.
She headed back to the car and drove straight to the Negi villa, where she and Shikha were temporarily staying. The moment she reached, she called Sunny and told him everything but he clearly denied supporting it.
“Sunny, please,” she urged through the phone.
“I’m sorry, Ma’am,” Sunny replied, his tone steady. “What you’re asking for is unofficial, and Boss won’t like it.”
“I’ll deal with Reyansh once I reach there. But I can’t board that flight if his guards know where I’m going. They’ll report it, and I’ll lose the element of surprise. Please,” she added, her voice softening. “It has to be a surprise.”
“I understand,” Sunny sighed. “But your safety comes first. And with what Boss is handling regarding Vicky Bansal, I can’t take the risk of pulling the guards off you just so you can travel alone to Cape Town.”
Aanya’s shoulders slumped with disappointment.
“I really wish you could help me, Sunny,” she murmured, pouting slightly, hoping to sway him.
Sunny ran a hand down his face, gripping the phone tighter. He hated going against his boss’s instructions but he had also seen firsthand how his Boss’s relationship with Aanya had taken this beautiful turn. Something real was blooming between them, and if this trip could push them closer, it was worth bending the rules.
“Alright,” he said at last. “Here’s the plan. You’ll take the guards with you for safety. I’ll ensure they don’t inform Reyanshabout your travel until you’re standing in front of him in Cape Town.”
Relief flooded her chest.
“That works for me. Thank you, Sunny!” she exclaimed, practically jumping in place.
“You’re welcome. Have a safe trip, Ma’am.”
“Wait—will I see you there too?” she asked, still grinning.
“Yes. I’ll be in Cape Town with the boss. And that’s exactly why I’m worried. If he finds out I helped you sneak in... I’ll be the one in trouble.”
Aanya chuckled. “Don’t worry. I’ll handle him and I’ll make sure you’re safe from his wrath. Happy now?”
“Very,” he admitted with a quiet laugh.
They spoke for another minute, agreeing on the details. Aanya told him she’d use her own money for her travel bookings. Sunny would use company funds to book tickets for the guards, keeping everything clean.
Once the call ended, Aanya sat back, a satisfied smile curving her lips.
Now it was time to pack.
And to inform Di, Jeeju, and Nani that she was flying to Cape Town for a few days. She didn’t plan to hide it from them, but she still didn’t mention her true intention:surprising her husband.
Yet, one thought nagged at her, refusing to be silenced.
Vicky!
What exactly was Reyansh planning to do with that man? Was it under control? Vicky was dangerous, a spoilt brat of a powerful politician. Reckless. Vicious. She couldn’t relax until she knew where things stood.
She opened her email and began typing.
Husband,
Any updates on Vicky’s situation?
I want the details, please.
When are you flying to Cape Town?
Your (nail-biting) wife,
