Pyar Hua...A-K fan-fic

Pyar Hua

Angad and Kripa- two individuals living in two different parts of the world. They had never seen each other, never talked to each other, didn't know each other, but fait somehow brought them together, when Kripa is kidnapped by Angad Khanna and forced to stay with him in his secluded mansion. What does destiny have in store for them?

Characters

Angad Khanna: A stunningly handsome 27 year old businessman. Angad is the owner of a massive shipping company in Greece and is filthy rich. Actually one of the richest men in the world. Angad lives with his family in Greece. He is the head of the Khanna family and no one dares to ever question him. He is respected by everyone. He is also extremely arrogant and quite the Casanova. He can get any girl he wants since none can resist his charms.

Kripa Sharma: An extremely beautiful 22 year old interior designer who lives in England. She is a middle-class girl, who lives alone ever since her mother remarried. She moves out to give her new step-sister Kajal some space. Kripa's self respect and integrity mean a lot to her. Kripa is a very sweet and caring girl. She can do anything for the people she cares about.

Prithvi Khanna: A good-looking 23 year old guy. He is Angad's younger, who respects his brother a lot. Prithvi has a sweet and caring personality. Prithvi met Kripa when he was in England and they where in the same university. Kripa and Prithvi became friends in England.

Minor Characters

Alliyah Khanna: Angad's youngest sibling. She 18 years old.

Naina Khanna: Angad's mother. She is a widow and also a kind woman of great gract and intregrity.

Priya Bose: Prithvi's fionce.

Other characters will be introdused later.

This is a new fan-fic about Angad and Kripa. Do read and give your comments so I know if I should continue with the storyline. Thanks. 😛


Part 1

Kripa was an interior designer and worked freelance. Most of the shops recommended her, and for a while things had been going very well. Every house she did had been a spectacular success and her name had been passed on at cocktail parties and coffee mornings. Now, though, things were different. Getting their house done was the last thing on people's minds and business was incredibly slow.

Going away would give her time to think, give her mother time to let Kajal know she was welcome, and as far as Kripa could see there was no danger. She had been invited by Madame Khanna. In any case she trusted Prithvi. He had talked endlessly about his home, the small island where his family lived. Her best friend Harshini was dead against Kripa going to a foreign country all by herself. But Kripa just brushed her off. There was one thing she hadn't told Harshini though, and that was that she had received a letter from Prithvi. It read:

My family are longing to meet the girl who was so kind to me in England. Please accept the ticket my mother sends as a gift to repay your kindness. Come to visit us and have a nice relaxing holiday. Actually I need a little help and I know you are game for anything. If you feel embarrassed about having a free holiday, you can rest assured that I need you. It is a secret that I will disclose when you arrive.

Kripa couldn't see anything wrong with it. What was wrong with going out to Greece to visit a friend, especially one who needed help? At the back of her mind, caution held up a staying hand, but she ignored it.

The invitation had come at exactly the right time, because things were beginning to get tough. She might well re-think her career if things didn't improve. Her mother married again after years of being a widow and her stepfather had a daughter, Kajal who hated everyone.

The holiday was a godsend because Kripa could never have afforded one herself and it was the perfect excuse to get away from it all. She was going to forget about everything in Greece and Harshini's worries would just have to pushed to the back of her mind.



Kripa stepped off the plane in Athens and walked towards the arrivals lounge. It was exciting. There wasn't much that Kripa feared. There was a sense of adventure in the air and she looked around expectantly. Soon she would see Prithvi and he would smile in his happy way.

There was a man standing at the front and Kripa suddenly found herself staring at her own name. He was holding a card up with her name printed in black. 'Miss Sharma.' That really made her smile. It was just like Prithvi. He would probably be hiding around the corner. She walked forward, her smile growing, too amused to notice the admiring looks she was getting from the men who passed. At any moment Prithvi would spring out at her. He didn't have any patience at all.
Neither did the man who stood at the back of the crowd It had been clear that this was the girl even before she had come that this was the girl. He frowned, his hands clenching in annoyance. She was not what he expected, but then poison could come in a beautiful package. She didn't look greedy. There was an innocent look about her.

Well, she had plenty of nerve, he could give her credit for that, and her eyes narrowed as she stopped and looked at the man who had held the card for him. She would need plenty of nerve, he thought with satisfaction and she was soon going to realize that. As far as Prithvi was concerned, this girl had not arrived and he would certainly not see her again.

Kripa saw him coming towards her and shivers of apprehension ran over her skin immediately. Harshini's words came rushing back into her mind as she tore her eyes away from the came purposefully forward. She wished Prithvi would hurry up.

The man with the card had vanished without her realizing it. The fact brought fresh alarm because the man was almost up to her. Soon he stood right in front of her and she had to look up a long way to meet his eyes. They were an amber brown and penetrating. He was incredibly handsome.

Kripa stared at his mesmerized, and when he spoke she jumped nervously. He didn't know her but he disliked her.

"Miss Sharma?" He spoke.

"Yes." Kripa was very anxious. Where the hell was Prithvi?

"Will you come with me please?"

"No thank you, I meeting someone."

"I am meeting you Miss Sharma. Let's leave."

"Will you please go away? I'm meeting a friend and I don't need any sort of assistance."

"You were expecting my brother to meet you Miss Sharma. Unfortunately he couldn't come, so I offered to collect you and take you to the island."

"You're Prithvi's brother?" Kripa could hardly believe it. Prithvi was so sweet and kind, and his brother was just the opposite. There was nothing kind about him.

"I am Angad Khanna, Miss Sharma, and I would greatly appreciate it if you would accept it. I don't have the time of day to stand around at a crowded airport."

"Do you have any identification?" That earned her a look of utter disbelief. But that was just Kripa being Kripa.

Angad sighed in annoyance and grabbed a passing man and spun him around. "Tell me who I am."

"You-you are Angad Khanna. You are head of the Khanna Shipping Line. You are…"

"That will do. I know everything else about myself. Will that do Miss Sharma or should I gather a whole chorus?"

Kripa blushed, but it was more out of annoyance. What an arrogant, self-centred man. He certainly thought too highly of himself.

"I'll come with you."

Kripa was sitting in a large Mercedes looking out to the scenery, but gave Angad malicious glances once in a while. There would be no conversation with this man.

Angad glanced across at her. "What is your first name?"

"Kripa."

"That is your name? It's unique." Kripa chose to ignore the sarcasm in his voice.

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-two."

They drove on in silence. The journey seemed to be stretching on and on and Kripa became alarmed.

"I didn't expect such a long journey. Will we get to the island before dark?"

"Probably not. It doesn't matter. You'll get to see Prithvi in the lamplight-more romantic."

"Prithvi and I are just friends." The audacity of the man to even make such a statement.

"I'm sure you are Angad." Angad replied sarcastically.

It silenced Kripa effectively. She was not going to explain herself to this arrogant man.

The road suddenly stopped and all Kripa could see were large iron gates. The road was a little more than a drive than the drive to some big house.

"Who's house is this." Kripa asked nervously.

"This is my house Miss Sharma." Angad answered.

"Do we have to stay here till morning?"

"Yes Miss Sharma."

"Is Prithvi here?"

"Is Prithvi here?"

"No, he is on the island and he will stay there if he knows what's good for him."

"But what about tomorrow? Will we be going to the island? You said we only had to stay here till morning…" Kripa asked now frantic.

"And many more mornings to come, Miss Sharma." Angad relied unsympathetically.

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Thanks a lot guys for all your valuable comments. I'm glad you liked it so far. 😛

Originally posted by: annu2005

wow! its sooo gud!
but im a bit confused...y did angad bring her to sum next house n y was she not wht he had expected? was he the 1 who had sent her the letter in the 1st place??
im soo lost, can some1 pls fill me in?
neways, continue soon! its really gud n cant wait 4 the next part!

You'll find out why Angad's behaving this way with Kripa most probably in the second part. And it was definately Prithvi who had sent her the letter. I'm glad you enjoyed it.😊

Part 2

"You can't just keep me here!" Kripa yelled desperately.

"We'll see about that Miss Sharma." Angad replied with a smug look on his face.

When the car stopped in front of the house Kripa jumped out and ran without her bag too. Her return ticket, her passport and the little money she had were all in her bag. She stopped, disheartened to see that she had not run very far. She could see Angad Khanna, and he was ignoring her. He was lifting her suitcases from the car and putting them on the steps that led to the house.

The front door opened a man came out. He looked old and not threatening at all. This could be some sort of conspiracy. Prithvi didn't know where she was and here she was faced with dealing with one power-mad lunatic.

Kripa ran back with the same speed and Angad never even turned his head. This infuriated Kripa. He was so arrogantly sure of his captive. He merely gave Kripa an amused look when Kripa started speaking to the man at the door.

"Help me! This man has kidnapped me!" Kripa yelled breathlessly.

The man just looked at her blankly and then went inside ignoring her. Angad leaned towards her and whispered in her ear, "He's my butler, he doesn't speak a word of English." Angad Khanna's deep voice showed his amusement and he looked down at her with a sardonic smile. Kripa just glared back at him.

"Don't think you can get away with this!" she raged. "You can't keep me here. As soon as daylight breaks I'll be out of here!"

"At least you have the sense to realize that escape attempts are useless at night" he murmured.

"I came back because I forgot my purse! Believe me Mr Khanna as soon as daylight breaks I'll be off and don't think your stupid gates can stop me. I can climb like a cat!"

"Surely you mean like a monkey? Let's go in Miss Sharma. If you are going to begin your race to the city tomorrow you'll need all the sleep you can get." Angad handed Kripa her bag politely to her and she snatched it from his hands and went inside, with Angad following closely behind.

"Sofia the maid will take you to your room. You can unpack and then come down for dinner."

"I'm not going anywhere until you me why you're keeping me here! What have I ever done to you?!" Tears of frustration brimmed Kripa's eyes.

"You're safe. Nothing unpleasant is about to happen to you?" Angad replied calmly.

"It already did." Kripa reminded him shakily.

"I admit you're a captive, but putting that aside, you will be well looked after. You will be fed and cared for. The house is isolated but very luxurious."

"You can't just dismiss kidnapping in that way! You won't get away with this!"

"I will get away with it for the time that is necessary. Prithvi will soon be engaged."

"What does that have to do with anything!" Kripa spat out.

"It has to do with everything Miss Sharma. Your relationship with my brother has to do with everything!"

Kripa could sense Angad's anger rising but she refused to back down.

"What are you talking about!"

"I will only say this once Miss Sharma. I will not let you share a romantic relationship with Prithvi. He is getting engaged and was quite eager to, until he met you! I probably never would have believed a girl who acts and looks as sweet and innocent as you would go after a man for money. But then again appearances can be decieving!"

Kripa felt his words pierce through her chest. She had never felt so humiliated in her entire life.

"You can't think that Prithvi and I are…we're just friends! We met in London and we studied together. We're not even that close."

Angad looked at Kripa disbelievingly. "You were very quick in accepting a invitation to Greece from a friend you hardly know Miss Sharma."

"It-it was convenient…I needed to get away." Kripa replied hesitantly.

"I see." Kripa could see that Angad didn't believe her.

"I've told you! He's a friend. A friend I don't even know very well."

For a moment Angad sat contemplating her silently and she hoped that maybe he was starting to believe her.

"An interesting story," he stated. "Now I'll tell you what I know. Prithvi has already confessed that you met in college but weren't just friends. He said that you two had fallen in love with each other by the time he left."

"I don't believe you. Prithvi would never say anything like that." Kripa looked at Angad ferociously.

"He was quite clear Miss Sharma!" Angad bit out angrily.

"Then he's lying!"

"You knew he was wealthy. According to Prithvi he invited you here because he couldn't live without you."

"He's lying!" Kripa yelled again but to no avail.

"Well clearly one of you is lying, and I don't see what Prithvi has to gain while you Miss Sharma have a lot to gain. A fortune."

Kripa looked at him with eyes full of fury but this seemed to have no affect on Angad.

"I can see I'm wasting my time with you. I'm leaving tomorrow, and don't say I haven't warned you about this. Criminals get caught, even the wealthy ones Mr Khanna!"

Kripa then got up and stormed out of her room. "Sweet dreams Miss Sharma," Angad yelled after her. This only earned him an angry grunt. Let him have all the fun he wants because he won't be so amused when he's behing bars!



I hope you liked this part. So why did Prithvi lie to Angad about Kripa? You'll find that out after a couple of parts. I hope you understand why Angad has kidnapped Kripa. Ask any questions if you need to and keep giving me your encouraging comments. 😛

Nisha

I hope Prithvi's not fallen for Kripa 😆 Nice part! I can't wait till she tries to escape.

totally mind blowing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 👏