Armaan Malik looked at the screen in front of him. It had the pictures of some plots in India where he was planning to build some hotels. This would give him a chance to go back to the place where he was born. That place always gave him a lot of peace and calm but due to his work he hardly ever got a chance to go there. Being a business man wasn't an easy job and that too one of the best.
Armaan Malik was a self-made man. He had everything in his life that any man could ever want. He had loving parents, a sister who adored him to death and a dog whom he adored to death. They all were a part and parcel of his life and the only people who liked him. The rest of the world, including the people working under him hated him with the most passionate energy. He was a menace to society according to them but a good employer and business man. He paid them well and for that they were grateful to him. He took over sinking companies and within a month they touched the heights of success. Armaan agreed with them on their thinking. He was indeed a menace to society….an anti-social. When he was a little kid and people were telling him how important it is to be honest, truthful….he realized that he didn't have a minute to waste on those moral stories which he knew wouldn't do him any good.
They wouldn't help him beat his rival in the game of business and that was what he cared about the most. He was a billionaire and not a penny had anything to do with morality. It was his alertness and shrewdness which got him just the right opportunities and he conquered them effortlessly. He knew he was immoral, a man to whom petty things of moral code of conduct didn't matter. He belonged to a world where he was elevated by his own effort and envied by those who could reach as high as he did.
His business had taught him another thing in the course of time and that was 'art of seduction'. He treated women he coveted in the same way as he treated pieces of property, made the right moves, did the right thing and then waited until exactly the right moment. But achieving women was a lot easier than achieving a good business deal and with the kind of looks he had there was never any difficulty he faced.
He radiated the kind of energy which engulfed everyone around him. His jet black hair had a mind of its own. They never grew in the direction he combed them, no matter what he did they were all always standing in spikes. His head and furrowed forehead gave him an academic air, a firmly set mouth and a good chin. His eyes were grey and arresting. A taut and well muscled body, prominent cheekbones, a flawless sense of style, calm demeanor and all this gave him the kind of sex appeal that would force even the purest of nuns to entertain the dirtiest of thoughts. He had played with a number of women. He was an acknowledged playboy by one and all but what they didn't know was that Armaan Malik even now had not taken any woman to his bed but he didn't bother telling anyone about it. Women, obviously wanted him to make love to them but according to Armaan they weren't worth it but that didn't stop them from boasting of having Armaan Malik in their life and indirectly also hinted that they did have a good **** and Armaan never bothered to correct them. The playboy image gave him an edge and attached a sinister side to his personality which he enjoyed to no end.
He enjoyed chasing women. Foreplay was all he was interested him but once he had women begging him to make love to them he threw them away and his interest in them died there. He wanted a woman who in his life who could equal him in every way. Somebody who could make him loose his sanity, somebody who wouldn't be intimidated by his charm and towering personality. And a woman who would love him selflessly….and now that was something Armaan really doubted was possible. It wasn't that he didn't believe in love in fact he had full faith that love existed and every person is bound to fall in love at least once in a lifetime. Despite the kind of a man he was…hard-cored business man and a hard hearted playboy….he still believed in love because of his parents. They both had stood by each other in the toughest of time and still after 30years of marriage loved each other more than life itself.
Their relationship gave him the conviction that he would too find his woman someday and would live a happy life with her but till than why not enjoy the other interesting stuff in the world.
The lights turned on and Armaan bliked his eyes to adjust to the sudden change and than he turned towards Fred whom he had given the charge of the particular assignment. Armaan looked at his expectant face and spoke, "Fred the plots that you have chosen do not have a clean and posh area around it…two of them are actually around the industrial area…and one of them has a slum a few blocks away. The paperwork is incomplete and I am highly disappointed. You have exactly three hours to correct your mistakes and find out new plots and if you fail you'll be fired."
He got up from his seat and was about to leave the room when he turned around and spoke to Fred, "Just a piece of advice Fred, don't take your work seriously…take it passionately. It would help. 3 hours Fred and your time is running."
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"RIDDHIMA!!!"
Riddhima turned around and saw her dai jaan, Fatima walking in with a furious face and Riddhima knew why. She stood up from her seat and smiled at her dai jaan's angry face.
"Don't smile at me like that and tell me what that man was doing here. I have told you so many times that you have to stay away from these men and find yourself somebody who loves you and get settled with him but you just don't understand."
Riddhima walked to her dai jaan and taking her hand she made her sit on her bed and placing her head in her dai jaan's lap she looked up at her face and spoke "Dai jaan relax. They are just for fun." Fatima looked disgustingly at Riddhima but her love always one over her moral self. She placed her hand over Riddhima's head and spoke softly "Beta I just want you to get married to a nice man and settle down soon. I want to see my princess happy with the man of her dreams."
"That is what you have been telling me ever since i have come here from Delhi and you came you here along with me to take care of me and tell me where am I going to find this nice guy?"
Fatima smiled and spoke "You will someday and when you'll see him you'll know its him. When he'll call you to himself you won't be able to stop and you will have to go to him and than he will whisk you to a his world where you two will live happily ever after."
Riddhima chuckled and spoke "Ya right. We'll see if there is any such man or not. But right now I want to tell you that I am planning to build some hotels. You know this career isn't a secure one so how about if I invest my money? So I have planned to build hotels and knowing that they are MY hotels people are bound to come and try them out. So what say?"
"hmmm…I think it's a good idea."
"Ya I know but I will be working in partnership since it's a totally new thing for me and I have no knowledge about it. A friend of mine has suggested me Armaan Malik's name. He too is wanting to do the same thing so I am going to see if he will work with me."
Okay i have introduced the character and from next update the story will start and armaan and Riddz will meet. The next part will be on time promise and will be a longer as well. Do leave your comment and let me know what you think about Armaan's character.
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