Armaan Malik MUST die! part1 pg15 19/8 - Page 12

Originally posted by: simi2

HEY SAZ JUST READ YOUR CONCEPT

WOW SOUNDS COOL AND HAA ARMAAN MALIK IN GREAT DEMAND LIKED IT REALLY LIKED IT

OH MAN THIS SOUNDS DAMM INTERESTING .CANT WAIT MUCH TO SEE WHAT WILL THE GIRLS DOO.

WELL THANKS FOR THE PM AND PLEASE PM MEE WITH THE PART SOON

TAKE CARE TILL THEN

SIMI

Originally posted by: KaSh_4_eva

interesting intro

it's a different & new concept

plz pm me when you continue

Originally posted by: BaniGupta

nice story line

Cont soon

*Part 1*

"WELCOME TO MUMBAI AIRPORT" an announcer spoke through the speakers. Four girls stepped onto the dirt on India, as they inhaled the smell of the motherland. They looked up at the atmosphere and snivelled at the debacle approaching Armaan Malik. There was no turning back for them right now; they came here to earn justice from a crime that occurred years ago. The mission to kill Armaan Malik was an on go for them. However, who would think destiny had its own game planned for them. Not only was Armaan Malik sharp and wit, but his level of intelligence is high up there. He was a man of power and fame, with a bonus of charms. Now who can beat that, looks like revenge maybe hard after all for our young ladies.

Stepping out of the airport Ridhima took in the fresh and the same smell she had taken 5 years ago, with every step she was taking forward there was something holding back, knowing that whatever would he happening, it would be all her doing and there was nothing that could take that back.

"Ok then Ridhima, this is it" she breathed in deeply as a taxi pulled out right in front of her. "The Gate way please" she said terrified of what would be happening later on, Ridhima felt the same breeze going past her, years ago when it was her and Armaan, when he had said that he loved her and then broke her heart. It was this, the same place, the exact moment, and this was taking her patience, feeling nothing but terror and anger running through her.

"I'm tired of this Mr. Malik; you'll get what you deserve"

'Ms. Muskaan Chadha?' a man walked up towards her

'Yes that's me, you must me the person who is taking me home' Muskaan smiled a little but then realizing where she was, the same place, she hated it, she hated it completely.

She turned onto her heel to lead the way, looking at her surroundings it brought utter pain to her heart, how she felt so horrible at that very moment, how she wanted to run back to Patiala into her mother's arms, but coming here was far more of an important thing.

'By the way I'm Rahul' she turned towards him as he said his name, giving a smile she went back to herself.

'Can we go to the gate way first please?' Muskaan uttered the words very politely to Rahul.

He nodded at her and opened the passenger seat for her to go in. He stared deeply into Muskaan's sad eyes. He couldn't find the courage to sheer out a word nor did she say a word. She put the seat belt on, waiting patiently to scrutinize and reminisce the horrible incident, which she now calls a mistake, also known as Armaan Malik. Anger stormed within her, on his face appeared inside her mind. She pulled her hand into a tight fist to keep calm, at least in public.

She dropped her bags as she observed her house; she scrutinized it at every detail by detail. A smile appeared on her face once she noticed nothing has changed, that same old garden, with the same flowers. Her windows covered by those soft silken blue curtains. Suddenly anger raged within her, once she realized those were the only witnesses around that were present at the destructible life. Nothing has changed at all; the only thing that changed was her heart. The love inside her heart for him, which hatred took over and anger built up inside her brain.

"Nothing's changed Nikki" she muttered to herself, glancing across her house into the house next door. 'The only this missing is him'

She walked towards her room, those crippled bedcovers, they hadn't been changed since years, and they were the same bed covers where she had made love with her on that last day before he left her that night. And when she had woken up that morning, the only thing she felt was the cold wind brushing by her naked skin. Nikki shivered as the bad memories came back, she walked over and touched those bed sheets, they smelled the same as they did years ago; dirty, by his nasty and filthy body.

'You're going to pay Armaan Malik, you will pay' she screamed as she picked her car keys and drove off to the same play; gate way.

"Anjali beti"

Anjali turned around to see her grandfather walking towards her. She had come to visit her family, still in the same clothes as she was when she left the airport.

"Dadaji" she bent down and took his blessings. As she watched him walk away, knowing that she needed time, time to adjust now in a different environment, everywhere she glanced everything reminded of him; how he used to take her around, pamper her at everything, but then everything changed.

"A lot has changed Armaan" she said out loud. 'And I'm glad it's for the good' she drew in her breath, standing up to face the blue sea water in front of her eyes.

She stood on the dock of the sea, looking around she felt the tears in her eyes building up; she knew exactly where she should be at that very moment.

"Guys I'll come back and visit soon" she murmured to her entire family as picking up her bags, she loaded them into her family car, and then taking her purse she drove away, into the same place where everyone once went.

The place was crowed, people from different places were travelling around to see the gateway of India, it looked gorgeous, especially when it was nearly sunset, the river behind was large and grand, the sun was perfectly up in the sky, midway to dive into the sea lost forever until tomorrow.

He woke up with a jerk, feeling a slight pinch inside his chest. A strange vibe ran down his body, a vibe from 5 years ago. He had only felt this sensation once in his life, but why a sudden reaction. He stared at the body lying next to him, who looked satisfied at him. "Uhhhhh" she woke up as her body felt sore. "Thank you so much for last night Armaan" the female companion said kissing him. He broke from the kiss immediately, and stared at her with disgust. "Let's get married now' if my dad found out we had sex before marriage, he will kill me" the girl said hugging him from behind. "Sorry babe, can't marry you, you're not pure anymore" he said casually. "WHAT! Armaan your joking right? I know you love me'" she said pulling him into a hug again. "Nope' No GET OUT!" he said firmly pointing at the door. Prickled tears beamed down her face as she wore her clothes, "you'll pay for this you son of a bas***d!" she said slamming the door.

Armaan slightly chuckled at what she said. He has been called this every single time by a girl after having sex. It's a word that appears daily for him, as he has different girls in his arms everyday. He sighed deeply as the ache inside his chest still didn't disappear "something is surely gonna happen and I've got a feeling it's not good" he thought leaning back on his bed, and staring at the ceiling.

hey saz

finally you updated the part oh that was great i mean all the 4 ladies in mumbai to kill armaan .....well this gonna be interesting a worth watching that what all of them gonna doo now

all of them going to the gateway .....well looks like there is a great connection between armaan and gateway ...hey will be waiting for that

and armaan also having a gutt feeling that somethink gonna happen and that too bad for him .....obviously after all 4 deviyaa......r here to murder him .....soo god is giving him intiutions to run away to save his life😆