Armaan Malik MUST die! part1 pg15 19/8

"Armaan Malik" her words came out as she spit on to the floor. "This man won't survive now, enough playing with girl's, let's see what you do when it's vise versa!" She stated smiling through her anger.

"Massi" she turned around to see a small boy standing in front of the TV. "Why did you close it?" he walked over and turned it on. "Almaan Malik" he clapped his hands.

"Sorry Damien, but your hot shop Armaan Malik, will face his biggest nightmare ever and there's no stopping that" she smirked at the television screen. "Sorry Armaan, enough is enough" Smiling crookedly, she walked towards the window, pressing her hand hard onto it, she gazed and watched as the statue of liberty was just standing there, her eyes started take the shape of anger, as demons rose within her. "Anji......................."

She threw the water cup at the screen as the sight of Armaan Malik appeared. She looked anguished, and annoyed at his face. As she pulled her hair roughly trying to prevent her anger, she cursed at him under her breath. "This piece of shit' thinks he can get with anyone he wants, I'll teach him a lesson," she claimed as she fixed her hair.

"Hello........ Yes........... I need the next flight to Mumbai please" she smirked as she closed the phone hard, her eyes twinkled with anger.

Having no more self-control, she packed her bags deliberately, and bought the next flight back to Mumbai. "Get ready to face your worst fear Armaan Malik' because Muskaan is here," she said, as she tossed her curly hair back.

The first thing she did was turn on the television in the morning. Her facial expression changed from a happy go lucky to and eroded dismayed face. She immediately took pictures of him, and printed them out. As the pictures came out, one by one she tore them apart. The last picture came out, she looked at it for a while, and suddenly an idea struck her head. "Hmm' what if I' yes that's exactly what I'm going to do' Beware of Nikita Armaan Malik, she's coming your way!" she said grinning evilly. "Armaan Malik that is it, this time you're not getting away, you'll be begging for mercy armaan, just wait and watch"

"A new day, a new partner for armaan Malik" She halted the car instantly with the sound of his name. She looked furiously at the radio for even saying that bas***d's name, "UGH! The asshole, he always knew how to boil my head with temper" she turned the radio of rapidly. Not wanting to think about him, she put on some songs, and to her bad luck the song was womanizer. She looked at the CD with a rage of temper, as her blood was boiling. "THAT'S IT... Armaan Malik, you are gonna pay for everything! No one messes with Ridhima Gupta, and gets away with it," she asserted, driving her car in full speed.

"Sorry mom, now might not be the time to say i'm leaving but i love you" saying the last words she put her feet on the accelerator and buzzed off.

"Armaan Malik must die" those were the only words on their lips.

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