Chapter 8

The Sliver Band

 

Tonight was a party being thrown at Jennifer's house and Kripa was invited. She was not really in the mood of going to any party but had to, to keep her social stats up. Thank god the party was not a formal one. Kripa's stylist suggested Kripa to wear a blue skirt and gold, low top that made her look fantastic. After all it was Kripa's job to look good.

 

At the party it was the same, gossip, press, people all up in your face. Kripa hated all of it she just did not understand why she had to put up with is all the time. Right when Kripa was sure she was going to die from boredom she felt a strong hand tap her shoulder.

 

"Miss. Sharma nice to see you again" Angad said with a grin of amusement all over his face. When Angad came up to Kripa many of the press turned their attention to them. All the press assumed that something was going on between Angad and Kripa on the fact that yesterday Kripa was the only girl to turn billionaire Angad Khanna down. Most of the press suspected that Angad and Kripa disliked each other and just talked to one another to get on each other's nerves.

 

"Mr. Khanna, what bring you here today." Kripa said trying very hard not to show any sign of laughing on the fact that just this morning Kripa was kissing the man in front of her and tonight she was acting like they were from different planets.

 

"Well, I was invited. So, I was wondering if you would like to dance with me tonight" Angad said with a smile to his face. He loved acting as if he did not think if Kripa more then just a person to talk to.

 

Kripa gave a wonderful smile and said one word that left the press taking pictures like crazy "No" Kripa said boldly.

 

"Surprisingly I am not surprised," Angad said as if he owned the conversation. "Well it was nice seeing you again." Angad said letting out a hand. Kripa took it and at the same moment Angad slipped a folded piece of paper in Kripa's hand, with out the press being able to see it.

 

Angad left Kripa's presence and soon enough the press also scattered away. Kripa walked towards a corner and opened the piece of paper that Angad had handed to her.

 

If you figure out this riddle you will find me…

Estate                 

An             

So                

That 

            

Be

Estate

As

Cast

Hour

               

How

Our

Us

So

East  

 

The riddle made no sense to Kripa at all. She turned the letter up side down but still it did no help. She tried reading it back wards, forwards every thing but still it made no sense. Right when Kripa was about to give up she over heard two people talking.

 

"I wonder how Mr. Khanna could afford such a place." A lady said

 

"Mr. Khanna is a rich man, to him the east beach house is worthless" another man replied. Kripa looked quickly back at the letter and saw that the letters in black and bold, when read from top to bottom it read EAST BEACH HOUSE. Kripa knew very well were the east beach house was. Every famous person wishes to live in the east beach house. It is considered the dream of homes, even she her self could not afford to own that house.

 

Kripa looked around and saw that Angad was missing. She quickly ran out the party to her car. It was a good thing that she had brought her car instead of the limo or for sure it would have caused heads to turn. The limo is very noticeable thing and if she had brought that the press for sure would wonder why she was leaving the party early but since she had her own car it was easier to hid way without the press noticing. 

 

Within ten minutes Kripa was in front of the beach house. The house was quite dark from the outside but Kripa saw one of the rooms up stairs light on. She knocked on the large wood door of the beach house to have Angad open it with a grin on his face.

 

"I knew you would figure out the riddle" Angad said letting Kripa through the door and then closing it.

 

"Angad, you could have just written for me to meet you here. You made my brain hurt from all the thinking" Kripa said sitting down on the couch in the living room, with an angry face. Kripa looked around the place and had to admit it was something that a person would consider a dream house.

 

"I thought I would tease you a bit," Angad said kissing Kripa's cheek and sitting down beside her.

 

"God Angad, no one can be angry at you for to long" Kripa said with a smile.

 

Angad picked Kripa up in his arms and started walking towards the stairs "I have a surprise for you up stairs." Angad said looking lovingly into Kripa's eyes. Kripa just put both her arms around Angad's neck looking back at him with the same loving look.

 

"So tell me what is the surprise?" Kripa asked with a smile on her face but still in wonder.

 

"I have deiced to quit being a gentleman and put you in bed with me" Angad said with a smirk, while Kripa did not believe a word Angad said. "What is the catch?" Kripa said knowing Angad a bit to well. She knew Angad would not do anything to her unless he had something to prove that she was his.

 

"You will see when getting up stairs" Angad said kissing Kripa's hair while walking up the stairs in to a beautiful, passionate room. The room was lit with candles and the bed sheets were black silk, the floor was pure white marble. Even the smallest of the smallest dirt fell on it you would be able to see it. That's how clean the white marble was.

 

"Wow the room is beautiful," Kripa said as Angad had Kripa sit on the bed. "Kripa, I want to give you some thing," Angad said with a nervous tone. He hand never been so nervous in his life from what he was about to say. It was always easy to flirt with Kripa but this time he was not going to flirt with her, instead ask the most dangerous and scarcest question any man could ever say.

 

"Kripa…" Angad got on to his knees and just said it, he did not know why he was afraid to say it when he knew what the answer would be but still it was just one of those things that are in guys DNA. "Kripa, will you marry me?" 

 

Kripa was shocked out of her wits; this was the last thing she expected. Just this morning Angad had said he was not ready for marriage and now he was saying if she would marry him. "But I thought…" before Kripa could say anything, Angad said it for her.

 

"Yes, I had said that we were not ready from marriage and I still think we are not ready but I do know that I want you in my life and until we are not ready we will not marry but I want you to be my fiance till then." Angad said opening his hand, which had a ring in it. The ring was so beautiful, but it did not look expensive. It looked simple and Kripa loved it that way. The ring was just a sliver band with diamonds melted in it, all around it.

 

"I know if the press saw an engagement ring on your finger many questions would pop up at you so I want you to wear it around your neck. It will at least show me that you are mines. Lets just say it will be our own way of engagement." Angad took a black ribbon, tied it through the sliver band and then tied it around Kripa's neck.

 

"This ring was my great grandmothers, my grandmother, and my mother. It has been passed down in my family for years and now I am giving it to you. The ring is not only my gift to you. This house is also for you. After our marriage we will live here together. So what do you think?" When Angad said this Kripa was almost have in tears. Angad had done all this for her. He loved her a lot probably more the she could ever love him.

 

"Angad, I love you" Kripa said hugging Angad, who was still knelt down in front of her.

 

"I love you too, my princess" Angad then smirked and then laid her on the bed with him going on top of her. "You know, now that you are my fiance I have nothing against me from making love towards you" Angad said with a large grin all over his face.

 

 Angad pressed his lips to Kripa's soft lips. Tonight it was Angad's luck that Kripa was wearing a skirt instead of jeans. To his even better luck she was wearing a low top as it was. He kissed her bare neck while Kripa gave of a little laugh.

 

"What are you laughing about my darling?" Angad said while his lips brushed her neck so softly and passionately. "I have that stupid song SOS from Rihanna, stuck in my head" Kripa said turning Angad over on the soft silky bed. She unbuttoned Angad's shirt. She was starting to like the fact that Angad was wearing buttoned up shirts more then the normal T-shirts. As Kripa kissed Angad's tuff and hard chest, Angad thought of the song SOS and found it funny in a weird way. By the time Angad came back to his senses he found that he was no longer wearing his jeans but was in his boxers. She was one hell of a fast woman, Angad thought as he flipped Kripa over on the bed. He pull Kripa's top over her heads kissing her stomach while pulling down her skirt off of her.

 

"I love you" Angad said in between kisses. His legs intertwined with Kripa's milky soft ones. Her skin was so smooth and soft. She was so delicate and perfect, he did not know when and how he lost himself to her but he did. He brought his lips up to her lips and kissed them so passionately that no man could love a woman in any other way. He skimmed his hands up and down Kripa's back, this time he did not hesitate in unhooking her bra strap. He kissed her in every way possible not leaving any place untouched.

 

Kripa dragged one of her hands though Angad's hair and the other down Angad's back, pressing her body as close to him as possible. She hand her legs tangle in with Angad's long ones. Kissing him every way possible, she pressed her lustful desirable lips to him loving him. Showing him, she loves him.

 

Kripa fell asleep first in the process of making love and soon after so did Angad. He kept his arms tightly around his fiance loving her like no other man could. He loved her a lot maybe even more then she could love him. He did not know what his reason was for loving her so intent but all he knew was that it was love and no other person could take that away from him.

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