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First meeting
He is a famous singer and I messed up his radio interview. My boss gave me the ultimatum, to get him on the show again or forget the fact that I have a job at that station. I tried calling him, sending him e-mails, requesting through his secretary but nothing worked so I climbed up the outer wall of his beach house where he was rumoured to be staying the night and somehow got in through the balcony to up his room. The first thing I noticed was a tall amazon spread naked on his bed. I lost my nerve and started thinking about going back. Just then I heard a car pull up. It was a cherry red Ferrari. I fell in love. I mean tell me how can any red blooded woman not love a Ferrari? But just then a Greek god got out of it. I have seen his posters, seen him on TV, but the visual image I was getting now was something else. Then my attention shifted towards the Ferrari and I became lost in my dream world where I would own one too. I mean you get to see hunky males maybe once in a month but how many times do you get to drool over a Ferrari. So I didn't notice him snag me in with his arm at my waist, so I shrieked. Before I could do anything else he kissed me. It was heaven, I mean I have been kissed by some guys back in high school, I am reasonably attractive, but this guy took kissing to a whole new level. I was on fire. Then the amazon still buck naked stood and tried to pull him away from me. I wasn't giving in without a fight. So there began a tug of war. He looked amused and I can't even blame him. When I remembered that day I still can't help but laugh.
"laila, what are you doing here and did you forgot to wear clothes or without my knowledge my home has become set for a nude movie." He said in his velvety smooth yet masculine voice. Then he turned towards me, his eyes shone with an amazing intensity, it was as if he was looking into my soul and suddenly I felt afraid, I wanted to run but instead me holding tight to his arm in as I was doing in the tug of war now he held my hand his grip was gentle yet unbreakable and with his eyes he told me not to even think about running. Later he told me that was the moment he had decided that he will marry me. "jaan you were supposed to meet me at the studio, but coming to my home was nice surprise too." I was so shocked that my head was swiveling from him to amazon as if in trance. But before I could say anything his killer hands tugged me to him again. I called his hands killer hands because it's amazing how one touch from those very hands can kill my desire for anything else than him.
"laila do wear some clothes, or I will think you came here to harass me." The amazon finally made a move after giving me an acid look. She got dressed looked at him with longing and left but not without giving me an evil look again.
I looked up at him to find him looking at me. Before I could move away, his lips covered mine again. The guy was forward he didn't even know my name that was the last thought before my mind went blank. I felt the mattress at my back than his weight came down upon me, all this he did without breaking the kiss. When he broke the kiss I was breathing heavily, the pulse beating frantically at his neck told me he was not unaffected either. But the look in his eyes was anything but loving. He looked ready to hit something. Without getting up he pinned me to the bed with his angry stare.
"Who are you? What are you doing in my room?" a devilish glint appeared in his eyes when he said, "Though I don't mind." But it disappeared as if it never was there. "you remember the telephonic interview you had a few weeks ago." I began tentatively to be interrupted, "that disaster." "it was not that bad." I said defensively, but he looked even more irritated and impatient when he said, "what of it?" "I m the one with whom you spoke." He looked at me incredulously and said, "you are that rude rj." "I m not rude I just said you are gal magnet which you are as I witnessed today." "oh yeah did you? Who are you talking about laila or yourself." I blushed pink but still I cannot let the statement go, "you caught me by surprise. Will you let me up, you are heavy." "you didn't think so a moment ago and no I will not. First you will tell me what are you doing here?" now this was the moment I dreaded when I will have to apologise. "I came here to apologise." "you did, I didn't hear sorry." He was enjoying this, "I am sorry. Can you please come to the show again. I promise I will not say anything which is not perfectly respectable. Come to think about it I will not even interview you. My co-host can do it." he was looking amused again. By the time I finished he was openly laughing. So what hearing him laughing spread unknown warmth in me somewhere near the region of my heart, it was still insulting. "you want me to come to the show again, contact my assistant." "I did but he said that you don't want to listen to what I have to say." "and you are surprised." "no but everyone deserves a second chance." I became distracted again by his hand which was moved up to my neck. He was moving his fingers to and fro from behind my ear to my pulse. "so tell me what will you do to get to interview again." I was distracted and didn't analze before I spoke, "anything." A triumphant smile appeared on his face and he said, "marry me." I realized at that moment that he is mad, though it took effort but I pushed him and got up from the bed. I realized afterwards that if he had not allowed it I couldn't have gotten up. I made a run for it, his laughter echoed off the walls.
Our wedding
this heart of mine
He blackmailed me. Oh not for the job I was not that desperate. I quit the next day and applied at an employment agency. Guess what my first job was. I was his secretary for two weeks. His secretary had gone on vacation to Barbados. Later I got to know he had pulled some strings to get me where he wanted. And then it happened. By now you could have guessed we can't keep our hands off each other. First day he kissed me, second day I grabbed him. Third day I avoided him as much as I could. Fourth day he went out of country but not before kissing me silly. He was out for two days. Then came the weekend. I was wishing that his secretary would come early and I do not have to go there again and miraculously it happened. Later he told me he was just giving me some space. He started to haunt me, in my dreams. Whenever I spotted a guy with blue eyes I remembered his midnight blue ones. On the streets, in my bed I saw him. I was thinking of going to a psychiatrist. But then I landed a job which was physically and mentally very strenuous. I was so exhausted at the end of the day that I just fell on to the bed. I thought I was cured, but the devil was waiting just for me to relax my guard. As soon as the job got over, I landed another at some beach house as the live-in housekeeper for a week. Guess whose home was that. I was made to sign a contract saying in no circumstances can I leave the job before the week was over. I read the contract carefully; the beach house was of some Mrs. Braganza. The address was in the same locality as that of his, but since I have heard that he was out of country for the week I signed it. The pay was generous, the hours flexible, and I was informed that no one will be there this week. When I went to the house, I was escorted in the house by the present housekeeper who was going to visit her daughter. She explained everything within an hour, than left. I went to my room. I was not given the usual staff quarters instead my room was quite luxurious. I thought maybe it was because I was temporary staff.
I was in the shower, when I thought I heard the gate being opened and closed. But I often imagine things in shower, when I know anyone can enter the house without my knowing. So I ignored it, it still felt spooky, but the bath tub looked so inviting that I ignored my instincts. Good thing I did, though I didn't think so at that time. When I came out all wet wrapped in a bath robe from the recent bath, I found a man longing in the luxurious sofa bed in my room. His back was to me, so without thinking, instead of slipping past him to the door, finding a phone to call police, I shrieked and that alerted him. As soon as he turned to me, I was so astonished that the scream didn't make it past my throat. He walked towards me with the grace of a lion prowling his prey, when he was within touching distance he closed my mouth which was hanging open just a moment ago in astonishment. Regaining my composure, I shirked away his hand and desperately searched for an exit. But he was in the way of the only exit and unless I would climb down the balcony there was no way out. Before I could think anything else, "so we meet again. You didn't like my surprise did you? Never mind. It is time."
I was bemused. I didn't know what he was talking about. He must surely be crazy, and instead of panicking I just need to find an exit.
"You have had enough time to ponder over my proposal. What is your decision?"
"What proposal? What decision? What are you doing here?"
"Ah, Bella you are such an innocent."
"I am not Bella, I am kripa."
"Kripa Sharma, 24. Lives in bandra, RJ at 94.3 FM. Lives with her maternal uncle, aunt, their son and daughter-in-law. They adopted you when you were 14. "
"How do you know all this?"
"Your name? You worked for me for a week. You have such short memory."
"No all other things, except my name and rj bit."
"I investigate all my employees. As for you it was necessary to know all there is to know about my future wife. That's the proposal I am talking about."
"You are deranged, do you know that?"
"No you are the one who enlightened me; it will bring me great pleasure to make you eat your words."
"Get out before I call the police."
"Ah kripa, as I said so innocent. This is my grandmother's home. I co-own it with her. So you see you can't throw me out of my own home." After an uncomfortable silence, in which kripa tried to make sense of what was going on he said, "But for you I will go just this once, don't run. Remember the contract you signed. Don't think I will not sue you. See you later."
A week later
They married at his grandmother's beach house. His gammy was lovely and loving. She treated her as her own daughter, insisted she needed a honest to god white wedding dress. She wore a flowing white ankle length wedding gown. The neckline was boat-shaped with beautiful lucnowi work on it. Though I adored it and everything else about the wedding I wish I had meant the vows back then as angad did. Angad, angad khanna is my husband of five years and the love of my life, the person who changed my outlook towards life, who made me realize happily ever after exist, and I too have a right to be happy.
You must be wondering how I ended up married to him. As I said he blackmailed me for my own good as he points out more than often. When he left me at the beach house, I had plans to bolt at the first light the next morning, contract be damned. But at 2 a.m. in the night the phone rang and I got the astonishing news. Angad had been involved in a multi car wreck. I packed up an overnight suitcase and caught the first bus to pune where he was admitted at the city dale hospital. When I reached there, he was in the operation theatre, I was told to wait in the family room. The doctor came out of his room and asked who has come for him. I approached him and asked how the operation went. He told me he can only tell the specifics to a blood relation or to a spouse. I didn't know what came over me I said,"I am his wife." I could have said I am his cousin but something stopped me from doing that before I could ponder on that something I noticed the doctor was eyeing me suspiciously. I cleared my throat and tried to explain convincingly though it was hard because I don't lie even in most strenuous circumstances, "doctor'" I began than I noticed his name tag, "dr. modi we got married last week and we were to go on our honeymoon after this show in pune, angad didn't want press to know about it before our honeymoon." Still he looked suspicious, "may I know your name?" he asked. "Kripa shar'khanna I mean." Miraculously his face broke in a wide smile. "He was murmuring your name when they brought him here." Then he became serious and continued, "as you must know he was involved in the multicar accident, but fortunately his was the last car. Still there was some internal bleeding and we have to remove his spleen. Now we are transferring him to ICU." "Can I see him?" "Yes sure as soon as he is transferred to the ICU. I believe his recovery will be swift now you are here."
Angad was still in recovery so I didn't have anything to do but brood over what I have said. It was 8 in the morning and my family called me every morning. I needed to inform my family about my whereabouts so I called my brother. "Hey bro." "Kripa where are you?" "We tried to reach at the beach house you said you were working but no one responded, and your cell phone is switched off." "Bro calm down. I am in pune."I drew in a much needed breathe and continued, "You remember angad khanna the singer whose interview I took." "Kripa I don't want to know about any singer right now, just tell me where you are?" "I am getting there bro, he was involved in an accident so I came to pune's city dale hospital." "Kripa are you nuts what's has it got to do with you?" "Bro I will explain it later. Now I have got to go." Angad was transferred to ICU, I needed to see him furthermore I didn't know what to say to Armaan, that's my brother.
When I entered the ICU I couldn't believe my eyes. The vibrancy always present around angad was absent he looked pale, lifeless, like life has drained out of him. I sat next to him on the chair placed adjacent to the bed and caressed his hand with mine. His fingers twitched and he caught my hand. I tried to draw it away but he tightened his hold as though even when unconscious he cannot bear to be away from me. He regained consciousness next morning. I was deep asleep my hand still in his when I felt a butterfly soft touch on my cheeks. He was caressing the surface where the dried off tears were visible still. I drew away from his hand embarrassed; yesterday I had cried imagining horrible things that could have happened to him. When I looked back at him he was smiling, I smiled back at him shyly. The moment was broken by sister sweety,"ah Mr. Khanna you finally awake. Your wife has been with you from the moment you were brought from recovery." Angad looked at me nonplussed, and then his face broke into a wide grin that expressed his pleasure in such a prospect. I couldn't even be angry with him as that grin brought the much needed colour to his face.
Armaan has come to pune because I had refused to go back to Mumbai. I have still not told him about the wife bit. Angad was discharged the day next. I haven't anticipated the reporters at the exit of the hospital, I tried to shy away but angad held me close, with Armaan on the other side I didn't feel afraid anymore. Than angad dropped a bomb and the complacency of the last few days vanished. Addressing the reporters he said, "Meet my wife, Mrs. Kripa khanna. We were married last week." After that hell broke loose, questions came from every direction, but angad kept me shielded from them and answered no further questions. When we reached his car, Armaan drew me in by his side in the car and attempted to close the door but angad blocked the gate and stepped in beside me. We reached the airport 10 minutes later and before I had a chance to talk to Armaan angad dragged me aside. "Kripa by this time tomorrow the whole world will know we are married." "But we are not." "We will be soon enough." "Not if I can help it." "You will be flanked with reporters as will be your family if you don't live with me." "I don't care." "You don't but your brother will, and so will your uncle. It will be bad publicity that can damage their business." "They will not, they love me." "They do but I heard your aunt is a heart patient." "What gave you the right to investigate about me? Who do you think you are?" "Kripa I need to know your decision." "As if you don't? Your investigation would have revealed I can do anything for my family, didn't it?" "A wise man uses whatever he has got." "Don't for one minute think you will get away with it, angad." "I know I will not, I look forward to payback." "For how long we will be married." "As long as necessary." "Can you be a bit more specific?" "No and don't tell anybody we are not married yet." I glared at him but he had already walked away.
So that's how we got married. An accident led to another accident in which two souls collided, tangled, tried to get away from each other but got more and more enmeshed till we cannot distinguish where one began and other ended.
thanxVery goooood...... 👍🏼
I liked it 😳
i willcont soon.................
thanx i will cont tommOriginally posted by: love_KYPH
awesum
cont soon
yea angad is mighty determined😆 bt kripa do noe how to pay back😉Originally posted by: -priyanka-
Awesome fic! I so love angad. Kripa poor thing. Then again who can say NO to a determined angad khanna? Continue soon:)
its sort of krips diary. dey r already married for 5 yeras now and she is remembering the old daysthey got married but i didnt understand the last part......5yrs????????????cont soon...........
thanx i will cont tommOriginally posted by: monikaseth
Wow Awesome .cont soon
Is there anyone interested in reading ArSh(Armaan-Shipa) ff, it's such a old show that I'm not sure if there any fans left in this forum.
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