Chapter 63. A Night to Remember

Aryan's pov

"You love her, dude. Isn't it obvious?" Kent said, but I tried to balance myself on the chair. I stared at the empty bottle of drinks that I had consumed.

"I warned you, Aryan. See now you're drunk," Kent said.

"I'm not drunk dude," I responded 

"Come here, let me get you home," Kent said, and I burst into laughter

"What gives you the impression that I'm drunk?" I asked, trying to stand to my feet properly, but I staggered backward.

"You see, lower your pride and come let's go upstairs," Kent said pulling me to the car

"I'll call your driver to come pick up the car from here. I can't let you drive in such a state," Kent said and opened the passenger seat for me to enter.

Roseanne pov

"He's drunk. Please take care of him," Kent said as he dropped Aryan off at the house.

"Thank you, thank you," I muttered 

"I can walk myself." The smell of alcohol oozing from Aryan's mouth was enough to tell me tha