Chapter 7
*Complete!!*
Still as a rock, Armaan sat on the bed, balancing elbows on his thigh while his hands encircled his face. He was frighteningly silent today, something that bothered Riddhima. She noticed he wasn't ready to face her either, since he had his back faced towards her. Though not being able have a look at him, she could tell that his handsome face was cold and expressionless.
She din't miss Armaan clenching his jaw, when he saw an unwanted ex hugging his wife. After the brief encounter this night, Armaan's behavior went unexpectedly cold and calm. She sighed. She knew what she had to do now and she was determined to put it into actions!
Armaan looked above his shoulders as he heard the bathroom door lock. So..she is done with the 'good-looking' ex, is she? Armaan tightened his fist as the tormenting visionaries began flashing back in his mind. Evidently, every part of the moment was successfully killing him a more on the inside.
Having done splashing cold water over her face, Riddhima looked at her reflection in the mirror. She could clearly see the tension brimming on the lady's face, along with equal amount of determination. Determination of winning over her love..determination of mending the ruptured relation. It was her turn to take a step and she was a woman enough to do that!
"Armaan." A nervous voice brought Armaan Malik out of his chain of thoughts. Still not willing to show his predictably upset face, he threw a sideway glance at her.
"I know you're upset."
Silence.
"Look at me." It was something in her low, nervous, yet sensuous whisper that urged him..urged him to look at her. Yet declaring his furiousness, Armaan disobeyed her orders.
"Armaan, look at me." He knew she wouldn't move an inch, till he had looked at her. But he was equally stubborn, plus, the enraged one.
Silence.
"Armaan.." And Armaan had given up. Her annoying pleadings weren't helping him at all. Therefore, he decided to end it for once.
"What do you wa-"
Armaan looked at Riddhima and remained stunned. He stared at her in disbelief, as his mind began processing the image in front of him. Suddenly the 'ex' picture suddenly ceased to haunt him, and it was replaced by a deep desire..
Standing in front of him was Riddhima Malik, his lawfully wedded wife, in a knee length, velvet gown. She was completely naked underneath, with no signs of embarrassment on her face .The gown was no ordinary gown, it was a seductive one..and a successfully seductive one! All of a sudden, Armaan Malik found all his senses going dead as he saw his wife leaning on the wall near him. His heart skipped a beat! He knew it then-she was no more scared. The sparkle in her jet black eyes was a clear indicative that she was all his...and he was hers.
Riddhima's heart was thudding against her rib cage as she saw him looking at her. She could see him slowly make a movement. The distance between them was gradually decreasing, and it was time.
All this while Riddhima's mind was rewinding the events that had taken place in the last few days. Those events that had cleared all the differences..the events that had made Riddhima take this step.
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[Armaan]
It is funny how the things have change in just a year. The girl I had met right about this time last year is now my wife. Well, not technically "met", since I'm sure she doesn't remember me. The memories of that particular day always brings a smile on my face, even in the worst of my moods.
I close my eyes..and all I can see is her, swaying in front of me..making all sorts of faces and giggling like a 16-year old girl.
[Narrator]
"Hey, baby." Armaan began preparing his dinner, with a slight smirk on his face. The smirk saying 'I knew it!', and adding 'I win!' with the glint in his eyes.
"Natasha here." Armaan listened to voice mail carefully, while chopping the meat down evenly.
"It's almost Christmas." Natasha din't really sound excited about it.
"Hit the point, sweetheart." He juggled with the ingredients, mixing them into a white bowl.
"Um, meet me tomorrow? Same place @ 8."
"Sorry." He heard Natasha mumble, and responded in glee.
"Finally!" He was proud of the fact that the realization had finally dawned on her. It had been almost 6 months since Armaan was in a relationship with Natasha. It was a pleasure until Natasha's suspicions began hindering his regular life. Her possessive nature din't just irritate Armaan but everyone around him.
It had been taken to an extreme when Natasha found Armaan talking to his friend, Nikita Malhotra and decided the break up. Armaan wasn't heart broken, nor did he really care. According to him, she was one pain in his life..he had finally got rid off..with out tears! That was quiet a bonus!
"Hm, meet Natasha at the pub @ 8. Check!" He opened a bottle of beer and took a sip of it.
New York and drunk girls was quiet a match for Armaan. Plus, his haunting good looks attracted girls like bees!!.. What he din't know was he was going to fall for the craziest of them..
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"Almost every female eye here is one you." Armaan, who was sitting in the bar, looked up at the female standing in front of him. The place was dark and brimming with people.
"I'm used to that." Armaan tried to get a good look at the girl, but was unable too. Yet he could see what she was wearing, and could easily conclude that she was not used to such places.
"Hi, I'm Armaan." Armaan gestured her to take a seat nearby.
"Riddhima." Riddhima..Riddhima..He chanted the name continuously in his mind, still trying to have a good look at her face.
"You waiting for someone, right?" Riddhima's question startled Armaan.
"You're very observant." Armaan agreed.
"You're waiting for your girlfriend. You both had a fight." Riddhima continued. This came as a shock to Armaan. Who'd expect some random person to come and recite your personal life?
"And you are drunk." Armaan watched her order one more drink.
"My boyfriend ditched me." This was the first time Armaan finally got a glimpse of her face. The moving disco light momentarily highlighted on her face, while she confessed her heart-break.
She wasn't definitely happy. Her almost into tears face was a clear evident of how much she was hurt. Armaan had to conclude something- she is one strong woman! In that very moment, he could clearly see how much she tried to control her tears.
His light blue eyeballs remained glued to her face as she rubbed a tear rolling down her cheeks.
"You know what? I'll be your company." Armaan declared without any second thought.
"..If thats alright?" A sudden flow of being a gentleman pulled Armaan. He could no more look at Riddhima's face to study her expression, but he knew she was looking at him. He could tell she was thinking, since she took a moment to answer.
"Sure." He smiled as he heard her respond. Soon the aim of this visit was forgotten by Armaan, since he thoroughly enjoyed the girls company. He din't care if every girl envied Riddhima, or rather wanted to kill Riddhima..he just wanted to know her!
This night was a definitely a turning point..
The rest of the night was one heck of a night...it was tedious and frustrating..yet it was one of the best nights of his life...
..to be continued..
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[Armaan]
Dearest Chaos,
You were my only company that night. You've witnessed it all, haven't you? The storm rose from silence, approached me..and I fell for her. How did I fall for her uttermost madness that night..is still a mystery to me. Even if there is a mystery, there is fate too. She is my wife now.
"Riddhima?" It had been about 2 hours since I had met her now. My quick conclusion to this quick meeting was that she was interesting. She listened to me when I spoke. She was nothing like the other girls. She din't care about others opinion. She is daring!
"Hm, whose it?" Riddhima, in a half-drunken state, followed the voice.
"Ooh! Look who is it. Doctor Siddhant Modi." She angled her head, placing her tender fingers on her lips. I diverted my attention from Riddhima towards the dude, to find him startled and looking at me interrogatively.
"Siddhant Moody! Hail Siddhant Moody! So hows miss pretty eyes bitch? And what got you here?" It din't take me long enough to realize that she was more than just drunk, she was out of her mind! I held her in my arms as she fell down from her seat.
"Whoa, Riddhima! Careful." I figured at her boyfriend won't be happy to see her in my arms. To save myself from all the kicks and beatings, I made her stand upright.
"She needs help." I looked at her current-total-blank boyfriend.
"I'll take her home." He assured me. I nodded in response.
[Narrator]
Armaan watched Sid, as he carefully took Riddhima's arms around his shoulders.
"Thanks dude!" He gestured for a formal shake.
"Not a problem." He shook hands with the gentleman, with a smile on his face.
[Armaan]
Not that the dude had pissed me off , but there was something not right about him.
It was the way he looked at her that had caught my attention.
"Take care of her, man." He looked away from her. I made sure to use more of a stern tone than a casual tone. The way he looked at me after that was indicative that he had taken heed to it.
Thats when theres something I observed too-he was drunk too!
"You too, man. You too." His tone was not at all friendly, and his smile was cold.
The next thing I knew was Riddhima was waving at me a goodbye. I smiled at her innocence and waved her a goodbye in response. I took another quick shot of my vodka as her gorgeous face was getting out of sight. In no time, she was gone.
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