*~Part 2~*
She sat there, in her room still thinking of how she was going to rue armaan malik. After she heard about the shock she was totally devastated. She was shocked, how on earth was she supposed to live with him for a while moth, she didn't even know how she was supposed to survive a day with him. No well she hadn't even seen his face yet, she didn't even know if he can model well he might because has heard all the boasting from Muskaan about how amazing he was. And wow he was the same as her the youngest Indian/American model in USA. Everyone thought that after Barak Obama came in power he would be the best, the first black American to become the president of the united states, it was a miracle that everyone voted for him. But poor guy, since he'd come to power he has nothing but trouble and trouble, ridhima thought to herself. She had enough, enough of everyone.
"Riddzie!" she heard Muskaan calling her.
"What?" ridhima said getting up and walking downstairs?
"Tino called beta" Latika said
"What does he want?"
"You've got your shoot for Jane Normans" Latika said
"Crap" ridhima cursed "I forgot" she said as Latika looked absurd at her
"This is why ridhima, this is why you're been sent to New York" Latika said as ridhima looked angry
"I'm getting ready Muskaan, wait for me ok" ridhima said. "Atul bhaiya where you going"
"Have you packed ridhima?" atul asked
"Well mom's maids already packed them" ridhima said. "Why?" she asked
"I still have to pack" atul said.
"Oh yeah" Muskaan said. "i haven't packed yet riddzie, i'll drop u off and then go k babes" Muskaan said as ridhima ran up and got her handbag.
"Let's go before, Tino gets too mad" ridhima said as she took hold of Muskaan's arm and ran outside. "I had to get out of there"
"Come on riddzie, it's not that bad" Muskaan said as ridhima gave her evils
"We'll talk about that on the way to the studio"
Sitting in the car Muskaan turned on the radio as we crashed are way through LA
"So" Muskaan started off
"I don't even know the damn guy" ridhima screamed as Muskaan clutched the steering wheel. "He might be a total b***h, he is a playboy muski, he might take me in god knows what way" ridhima said hiding her face in her palms. "Muski what am i going to do?"
"You'll have to deal with it riddzie" Muskaan said as they came to a stop. "Get going and i'll see you tomorrow ok?"
"Fine" ridhima said as she walked out of the car
Click. Click.
Ridhima walked in, she saw the whole studio changes, they had branches, trees, a cafe house and everything, it was all for her. Her shoot, Jane Norman the best designer in the UK, she bags, her clothes, her dresses were phenomenal, the make artists, the costume pickers, and the all the photographers were all scanning about the place, but the person that they needed and had to have, was ridhima. Ridhima stood there looking around, smirking she thought how her life was 10 years, much has changed, and yes whatever the change was she didn't want it to be as it was before. Even time changed most people, and that's how ridhima was changed, she hated her life before, whatever she is now she is because of what has happened years ago. But she was hardened 4 years ago, when she was only 15 and what had happened when she was fifteen changed her whole persona. Ridhima's eyes were in a total despair, she was tired, she wanted to teach this Armaan Malik a lesson, she didn't care if he was the youngest model, she wouldn't even give a damn if he was the world best football player, all she knew was that he was going to spoil her lovely life, and no was she letting him get there.
"Babe" tino cried as ridhima came in. "Aww you look sad" he said sweetly. "Come on Jane Normans clothing is waiting for you" tino said as ridhima giggled, he knew how to make her laugh
Ridhima walked into her room, where all the makeup she needed was there, but first she would always get changed into the things she was doing the shoot for. Ridhima looked around, there wasn't any dresses there that she should have been wearing, she wondered around, nope her eyes weren't mistaking anything, there really wasn't any clothes there. As she was going to turn around and ask tino where her costumes were she heard a knock.
"Come in" ridhima said
A young man, who was about the age of 17 who was working there came in. "Mam your clothes" he said as he was blushing and ridhima grinned wickedly. She didn't like him, no she couldn't have liked him, and he was a poor guy, why did tino even keep him here? Ridhima thought. Ridhima grin widened as the thoughts came in her mind.
"Come here" ridhima said indicating him to come near her. The boy looked a bit scared; he stood there standing wondering what to do. But since it was ridhima gupta talking he did come next to her. "Can you please help me take of my zip" ridhima said innocently, as she turned around and watched his eyes glimmer through the mirror. That was the effect ridhima gupta had on people. Ridhima watched as he slowly was trying to get his hands up to her back, he slowly pulled her zip right before it could read her bra.
"Ahhh" ridhima screamed as loud as she could
"Oh" the boy was moved back, he was too incredibly scared. Ridhima pulled the side of her dress down, as she watched tino, and all the others rushed in. Ridhima was crying as she went and hugged tino
"I want you OUT" tino screamed at the guy
"But i didn't-" the boy argued
"OUT NOW" tino shouted his hells off
He didn't say anything, the young 17 year old just ran away, he was humiliated, of course he was, he should have been. Ridhima said to herself as she grinned to herself evilly
"Tino" ridhima faked cried on his shoulder as she was hugging him
"Re, are you ok babes" tino asked sweetly
"I'm fine now tino, thank you" ridhima said putting on the most innocent voice, and the most generous face ever.
"Darling no need for thanks" he said. "And that guy would get seriously punished!"Ridhima smiled as tino was assuring her. "Can you get dressed re?"
"Of course tino" ridhima said parting from the hug. "I'm ok now, you all may go now, i fine" she said to all the people who were crowding around her dressing room. As they all left ridhima smirked to herself, she was mean fine she agreed it herself, but there's one thing about ridhima that never changes and that it's her life and her rules. Ridhima looked at the dressing that the poor boy had brought in, ridhima smirked. Well he didn't do anything, it was all her trick, and she didn't like him so she got rid of him.
Looking at the dressing, ridhima picked her first one, well today she was doing a shoot for Jane Normans 3 clothing's, one classical, one a bit casual, and one a drop down making a guy want her. Picking up the first one ridhima wore it. it did look gorgeous, it was a long pink dress, there was a lace right in the middle, no clothing to cover inside, the lace would swirl around the top, curving around ridhima's waist and then landing on right side of ridhima's thigh, the lace was see through, so one side of ridhima's lace was see through, the other side was with a sparkle lace, the glitter rose at one side. It had one slim strip that was holding the whole of the dress by her shoulders, it was a very delicate dress, made out of silk and the velvet, the bad was exposed, with 2 laces tied right in the middle making a gorgeous bow, which held a pink and white flower. Ridhima sat down in front of the mirror in the make- up room, as the make-up artist stood there glancing at ridhima, she first added the long black shiny mascaras, after that came the lush pink lip gloss, then the compact which shinned ridhima's face. Finally wearing the high toed pink shoes she made her way out.
"Babe, babe" tino slanted. "Who's the most gorgeous girl in the world? Yes it's my re"
"Thanks tino" she said as she was told to move to the shooting place.
Ridhima walked over towards the set, she was sitting on the long and aide chair, she was sleeping on it, as they took a couple of shots, the next one was with her leaning on a pillar, with a guy's face heading towards her left side of the neck, as her face was positioned towards the right, so they could take the right angle on picture. As they took a couple of more shots, then came time to do the casual wear.
"Aww" ridhima moaned as she walked into her dressing room again. "Tired" picking out the casual wear, ridhima was told to wear jeans. Dark skinny jeans, which draped along her thighs really well, were smoothing around her hips very well. She was wearing a white scanderless top, it was sleeveless, and it hooked itself right above her breasts, tight and delicating her figure. There was a pattern in the top, it ended right between her hips and knees, and there were orange, brown and light red flowers with small green leaves on the edges. Ridhima moved back again to do her mascara, her orange eye shadow, light red lips, and light skin compact. Dark black flat shoes, they were more like sandals.
"Tino, how do i look?"
"Beautiful as usual" tino but his fingers together and gave an Italian blowing kiss
"Thank you" ridhima gave her seductive smile
Ridhima moved to her second set room, she had to sit on chair, in a cafe, first holding a cup of hot chocolate in her hands, she was under this umbrella thing. The second on was with her holding the cup to her mouth, they had some shots of that. And the last on with her hugging a guy, but you can only see the guys back, and ridhima facing the camera giving a wink.
"Uh" ridhima said as she unhugged the guy
"Tired re" he said as ridhima smiled at him.
"Yeap Jason" she said as she kissed his cheek and left. There was no point with ridhima trying to get him in her bed because she already had 2 months ago and then she dumped him right before coming to the sets. "Last one" she said as she glanced at the clock it was nearly 3 now, but this job was testifying but also fun. Picking the last one, she smiled it was her fav one the one that got everyone was interested in and since ridhima was wearing everyone knew the effect she could have on the men around the sets.
She started wearing the outfits, it was a short dark black mini skirt, it was just too short, and there was a slit at the right side of the skirt. The top was fab, just fabulous, it was a short black top, sleeveless, it started off right where her breasts were, then it stopped right at the end of her cups, the one small black slice of strip that went from one side of the cup to the end of the waist. (Hope u can imagine it, if you can watch Crazy kiya re and it's the same top ash is wearing). Ridhima this time wore her own make-up and they let her because they knew how she loved this outfits. She wore dark black mascara, dark eye liner, on gloss or lipstick just her plan white pinkie lips, no compact, just her white face, her hair this time waved down, as they swirled. Wearing high long boots which right bellow her knees, tight and slick, showing her perfect body completely
"Last shoot every-" tino said as he caught his breath when he saw ridhima. "The Italian Princess" tino said as he breathed out slowly
"Thank you" ridhima said as everyone came out of their dream. Jason stood there gazing away
"You look beautiful babe" Jason whispered in her ear
"Thanks" ridhima said as she walked away grinning as she knew exactly what effect she had on people. "Let's start the shoot then" she said as she walked over to tino. "You ok tino?"
"WOW re" he said glancing at her. "You are so lucky"
"Why?" ridhima asked as tino walked towards her ear
"Because if i was straight then you would be in bed with me right now, you're so lucky i'm bent" he whispered as ridhima laughed
"By the way, how's Tim" ridhima laughed as she remembered
"We are both fine, happily in love" he said proudly
"And i love that about both of you guys, not afraid of what you are" ridhima said as she kissed him on the cheek and ran off to her set.
Her first shots were at a pole, one with her hands around the pole and her back leaning back with her head falling backwards into a long posture. The second one with her sleeping on the floor with one leg pulled in. And the last with her in Jason's arms as he was carrying her
"And that's a wrap" tino said loudly as he clicked the camera off. "Ridhima have fun in New York with the 'A' devil" he said as ridhima groaned louder
"Thank god" ridhima said as she jumped of Jason and ran to change and call Muskaan
Ridhima finally wore her normal clothes, she picked up her bag, and her phone and left. As she got out she was going to call Muskaan but then Muskaan stood right in front of her face. Ridhima smiled as they both sat in the car.
"How did you know?" ridhima asked
"Hey, we are best friends. Don't forget that" Muskaan said. "Btw what happened with that boy?" Muskaan asked as ridhima looked at her. "Jason told me"
"Oh" ridhima said. "Nothing yaar, just he tried getting under my skin or more like my clothes" ridhima said as Muskaan gaped at her. "What?"
"Was it actually him?" Muskaan asked
"Well" ridhima started off. "Not entirely"
"How much riddzie?"
"Nothing" ridhima whispered as Muskaan hands tightened on the steering wheel.
"I don't wanna ask" Muskaan said angrily
"Muskaan please i-"
"I don't wanna talk about it ridhima" Muskaan snapped at ridhima
"Sorry" ridhima said. "Muski, please don't get angry again" ridhima said as she put her hand on Muskaan's but just pulled away.
"Ridhima, whatever you're doing you know it's wrong" Muskaan said. "And now i'm glad that aunty is sending you to New York to stay with Armaan. Maybe there both of you might learn something good in life" Muskaan said as ridhima's eyes were now saddened. "Learn from your mistakes riddzie"
"I will" ridhima said with sarcasm invisible to Muskaan
"Have you had lunch?" Muskaan asked trying to forget the other topic
"No yaar, i'm famished" ridhima said as Muskaan smiled and parked outside a Chinese restaurant.
"Let's go then" Muskaan grinned as they opened their doors and went into the restaurant called 'Chow'. Opening the door to walk inside, most people were a bit shocked, seeing the two hottest models in LA standing and laughing right in front of their eyes.
"That table" ridhima pointed as they went to seat at the table beside the window, it was upstairs, 2 floors, and they were on the top one. Sitting on the window place, they scenery was much better. You could see the lovely trees floundering around, it looked impossibly beautiful.
"What will you have Madame" a waiter came towards them
"I-" ridhima started off, and started fluttering her eyes. The young boy was about the age of 18, very good looking and lovely dark hazel eyes. "I would love-" ridhima stopped shot as Muskaan kicked her leg. "Ouch"
"We would take the chicken noodles please" Muskaan smiled nicely
"2 chicken noodles then" he smiled at Muskaan and then turned to ridhima, who was angry with Muskaan. He looked at her and gave a sexy smile and walked away
"Ow" ridhima shouted. "That really hurt muski"
"Are you every going to learn riddzie?" Muskaan asked forgetting ridhima's pain
"What?" ridhima asked knowing exactly what? "I did not say or do anything" ridhima said throwing her hands up in the air
"I saw the way you were eyeing that waiter, and gosh your sweet talk was hardly hard to miss" Muskaan finished as ridhima slouched back on her chair.
"He was interested too" ridhima said defending herself
"But you shouldn't have lead him on riddzie" Muskaan continued while ridhima looked away. "You better be listening to me"
"Yeah muski, i'm sorry ok"
"It's ok"
Ridhima and Muskaan, had lunch, and talked for a while. Ridhima was moaning about staying with Armaan and she was asking Muskaan for an evil plan. It was 5 now as the girls paid and moved out.
"You going home?" Muskaan asked. "Or clubbing again tonight" she scowled
"I'm going home; we're leaving tomorrow; want to get some sleep before reaching to hell" ridhima moaned angrily. "Drop me home please muski" ridhima said sweetly as Muskaan smiled and dropped her home.
"I'll see you tomorrow ok" Muskaan said as ridhima ran inside
Ridhima walked in as she saw atul's voice coming from his room.
"Atul bhaiya" ridhima said as she looked around his room, clothes everywhere. "And i thought i was the messiest one in the family" ridhima grinned
"Riddzie!" atul said with a sign. "I can't my fav shirt"
"It should be around here somewhere" ridhima said waving her hands around the clothes. "I'll help find it" she said as moved through looking into the clothes as atul set on the bed and looked at her.
"What happened on the sets?" atul asked questioningly as ridhima's hand stopped
"Uh, Jason!" ridhima said angrily
"No actually it was tino" atul said grinning. "Now tell me what happened"
"Nothing much bhaiya, he was just getting too-" ridhima stopped shot as she knew atul would have guessed what she was going to say next
"Did tino sack him?"
"Well of course" ridhima said innocently, and went back in searching his shirt. "Uhhhh" she screamed
"What? What?" atul came running?
"Bhaiya what the on earth is that?" ridhima said as she looked at something, mouldy, green and brown mixed.
"Omg that's my banana" atul said and went and hugged it.
"Uh bhaiya" ridhima said as she watched in horror, atul bit the banana. "Gross, gross" ridhima said as she ran away from the room but tripped on something "Ouch"
"Omg riddzie, you found it. My shirt" atul said as he came running and hugged ridhima with the banana in his hand.
"Away from me" ridhima stood up dusting herself and ran towards her room.
Morning came with a moan from ridhima. Her nightmare was here. Right in front of her eyes, getting up from her bed, she went to get her clothes, the clothes she was going to wear to the airport and then into their private jet. Ridhima moaned even louder thinking about the monkey that she has to live with for a whole month, one whole month, she was getting restless.
"Beta come on, have a shower and come downstairs" Latika said from downstairs
Ridhima groaned and went into her wardrobe, seeing that all her clothes were already packed she picked up the nearest cute thing that she could see. Moving towards the shower, ridhima slowly took off her pyjamas, her hips cold and devastated, putting her head under the shower, she felt the hot rush of water flowing through her, her head pressing to the tub, the flowers in the bath tub smelled extremely lovely, she sat there for a few minutes , thinking. Smirking as she thought of how to make Armaan's life a living hell, smiling from her thoughts she got up and put the robe around her and walked out. Ridhima was wearing a beautiful light blue dress, very short, up till her thighs. The dress had long sleeves, with flowers twirling around. Picking her high heels blue shoes ridhima made her way downstairs, giving her room a last glance and walked downstairs.
"Ready riddzie" Muskaan said giggling
"For hell, yes" ridhima said
"Come on riddzie, only 1 month" atul said cheering her up
"Yes easy for u to say, you'll be with Muskaan; a nice and understand girl and me, with that evil devil there. Gosh knows what might happen" ridhima said in a dramatic crying voice
"Give yourself a break ridhima" Latika said giving ridhima a hug, as the maids and chafers put the luggage
"But mom, do you have to do this?" ridhima said eagerly. "I can change" she said knowing exactly that she couldn't
"I'm sorry beta, but we've gave you a chance before" Latika said knowing her exact thoughts
"Fine" ridhima said annoyed. "Yeah, send me with that evil devil for a whole month. What do you care?" ridhima said putting a fake anger in, and pounding her lips
"I'm not falling for that ridhima" Latika said. "Now get your butt in the car" Latika said as she hit ridhima on her butt. "Now get it lazy butts"
"Come on riddzie" atul said pulling her in but ridhima turned around and hugged her mom.
"I'm going to miss you mom" ridhima sobbed a bit and then came back
"Arey meri bachi" Latika said as ridhima looked confused and laughed. "Have fun my angel" Latika said but ridhima added 'from hell' to herself, at whatever she was going to do with Armaan was going to be horrible
"Bye mom" ridhima said showing her sweet side, as she kissed her mom on the cheek.
"Please fasten your seatbelts" came the voice in their private jet
"Uh muski" ridhima groaned. "Can't i stay with you?"
"I wish" atul said butting in. "Sorry riddzie"
"One month in hell" Muskaan grinned.
"But don't forget, it's with the angel from hell" atul said as ridhima hit him
Finally as the plane reached New York, they all 3 came out, looking tired and annoyed.
"I wanna change" ridhima said as the other 2 looked at her weirdly. "What?" ridhima said as they both shook their head and laughed, ridhima walked down the steps and walked into the checking room and went to change in the toilets. Ridhima looked at herself in the mirror, she wanted to blow that Armaan's eyes off by her sexiness and this was one way of doing it. Ridhima opened her hand bag and pulled out the sexiest shorts ever. Tight jeans shorts, very small, not even reaching down her thighs, very hot and totally fab, the top would have blown everyone's eyes off, a small red tank top, with a heart shaped right in the middle. Ridhima tied her hair up ridhima in the middle, with a lush red band, her lips with red gloss, she changed her ear rings to red long heart shaped ones, her eyes liner red, black mascara, wearing red eye shadow, making her white skin glow even more and then the last touch the high red shoes which said everything in one go. Ridhima smiled at herself in the mirror, she slowly left two strings from the either side of the front of her hair down. She looked like an angel but sinful, a sinful angel.
Making her way outside the toilets, every watchman there was about to fall over, she looked too irresistible and hard to resist.
"Omg ridhima?" Muskaan said with her eyes popped out
"What? I wanna have fun. So wait and watch muski" ridhima said as atul looked at her in horror, Muskaan shook her head as she knew that ridhima was going to spoil armaan's life.
"Bye guys" ridhima said as they dropped her off at the mansion. "I'll miss you"
"We'll miss you too" Muskaan said as the driver started to leave
"Yeah right" ridhima scowled as they left. Walking towards the door she realised it was open; looking like a total diva she opened the door. She looked up, and saw someone's back to her, the body was well build, very good from the back.
"Welcome ridhima" his voice came as ridhima stopped right on the front of the house.
"Armaan?" ridhima managed a word out of her mouth. Slowly she watched as the guy turned around, ridhima watched as she bold muscles poked out of his chest, the masculine scent was roaming around the house. He was wearing a dark red and black shirt with dark jeans. His face sharp and textured. He stood up and walked towards her, ridhima stood still wondering what was going on. She wanted revenge she was going to make his life a living hell and she is still on for this plan.
"Ridhima gupta!" armaan said as he stood right in front of her. His eyes gazed from her cleavage to her toes. "Good as gold" he said as ridhima watched his eyes burning in anger the same was her's was.
"Hi" ridhima said as moved away from him, she turned on her heels and walked past him.
"Welcome ridhima, Welcome in hell" he grinned widely
"So i guess we're on the same page" ridhima grinned
"Yes we are" he turned and walked near her. As ridhima eyes wondered around the mansion it was big. "Get ready ridhima!" his voice gave her a threat
Ridhima laughed. "Don't worry armaan, as much as you think you might scare me. Guess what i'm more scared of what i'm doing then what you are"
Armaan watched her closely. This was one hell of a month he thought. His eyes wondered to what she just said. She wasn't scared, she was a hell girl, she was sinful, and this was one way to make her life the place of death. He wanted to ruin her life, it was her fault, well also his that his dad sent him here and he wasn't going to forget that because she was the same as him, she also had a fault in it to.
"Hell ridhima, hell"
"I love places like that" she had whispered in his ear, as the hot breath fell on his earlobe, this was going to be fun, armaan thought
"I am the devil from hell Miss Gupta" armaan breathed in her lips
"Then i'm the angel from hell Mr Malik"
They both stood there, not moving away from the sight of each other. This was one journey which would make them both know more about each other. One whole month of pure torture, one moth of being in hell, with both the angel and the devil, none of them knew what was coming their way. Ridhima looked into his dark blue eyes, as armaan looked into her grey eyes. Not moving it was their fight, a fight to make either one's life a hell. A total hell......
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Edited by Sandybabes - 16 years ago
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