Chapter Fourteen

Vikrant laughed again because he couldn't help himself. While that sentence had created a certain image in his head, he couldn't help but wish it would come true.

"I swear, that's what it sounded like to me." He told her.

"I didn't mean it like that." She pouted.

"Fine." Vikrant gave up and bit the inside of his cheek. It wouldn't do any good to upset her by laughing at her.

She huffed and folded her arms. "I'm glad I can entertain you, Mr Suryavanshi." She grumbled.

"Call me Mayank. Mr Suryavanshi is my father." He told her.

"I'm way too upset to call you that right now." She turned and marched out of the boathouse.

Vikrant followed her but he was quick enough to step around her and block her path so she couldn't go any further. He tugged his earlobes and with a puppy dog look on his face, pleaded with her to forgive him.

"I'm sorry oppa. Forgive me?"

Sarita laughed. "I'm not a guy, Mayank. Oppa is for a boy or man. That should be noona." She informed him and nodded. "Indeed it shou