~`*The Devil Wears Armani*~last part up! p53 :] - Page 11

"Alright. This is our office. That desk" she said, pointing to the big one, "is mine. Well, it's technically supposed to be the first assistants, but its mine. It's been mine for a while." She then pointed to the desk opposite hers, the smaller and less expensive one. "That ones yours."

She walked over to the small desk and quickly explained how the computer worked and what all she had to do on the computer. She then showed Kripa the appointment book.

"This is the book." Kripa looked at her.

"The book? What does that mean?"

"Omigod, you don't know??" Elise asked, her smoky eyes wide open.

"Uh, isn't that why im asking you?"

Elise sneered. "This is Mr. Khanna's appointment book. He tends to ask for it at the oddest times, so always-and I mean, always- have it with you."

"Sure. What else do I have to do except for picking up the phones and working on the appointments?"

Elise smiled, "Oh yea, this is the good part of this job."

Kripa was excited- maybe this meant that she would actually get to write!

"You, hunny, are going to be his slave."

Kripa laughed; Elise had to be joking. Weren't there like slave laws and stuff?

"Im not joking Kripa. You're gonna be the one making coffee runs, the dry cleaning runs etcetera."

"No!" Kripa was horrified. She thought this was what secretaries did, not assistants….oh wait, never mind. Assistants did do that.

Ugh, she was going to murder Alliyah.

"Yes. Actually, now im glad you're here- now I won't have to do all the crappy stuff!" Elise smiled gleefully.

"But-" Kripa started to protest, but was interrupted by a loud voice. His voice.

"GET OUT!" he bellowed, and in less than a nano-second, the VP of Gucci practically ran out of the office.

"Shi*" Elise muttered.

"What?" Kripa asked puzzled.

"Three, two, on-"

"ELISE!!!!!!!!!!!" roared Angad. Elise grabbed Kripa's hand and frantically pushed her through the door, and into the lair of the devil himself.

Kripa stumbled into the room, her face flushed. When Angad looked up and saw her, he almost smirked seeing for the first time her flushed face and sensing her uncomfortable ness. But then he remembered he was supposed to be throwing one of his infamous tantrums. The infamous tantrums that most of his so-called assistants couldn't handle; the infamous tantrum that got his assistants fired.

"WHERE IS MY BOOK?!" he yelled, noticing with his eagle eye that she had come in the room empty handed.

Crap. Kripa thought. She remembered Elise's words "This is Mr. Khanna's appointment book. He tends to ask for it at the oddest times, so always-and I mean, always- have it with you."

But before she could even blink, she felt the appointment book being shoved at her through the door. She stealthily grabbed it with one hand and held it up in front of Angad with a bright smile.

"This?"

What. The. Hell. Angad thought. Where had that come from? Was this Kripa girl a witch or something? He was sure that she had entered the room without absolutely anything in her hands…or had she?

Kripa noticed a look of astonishment and then of confusement cross his handsome face. She smiled, how in the world would she repay Elise's favor? Maybe, she thought, Elise wasn't all that bad as she seemed.

"Yes, that" Angad sneered. Kripa just continued to smile at him, not knowing what she was supposed to do next.

Maybe, she thought, I should walk up to him, but then he might throw a tantrum about me invading his personal space (according to Life&Style, he was a stickler about that), or worse, fire me for walking the wrong way or something. Hey, I might be being paranoid, but it's hard not too, with the Angad Khanna in the room.

"Do you need some kind of invitation Ms. Sharma? Oh im sorry, your highness. I forgot to ask. Would you kindly grace me with your presence, and come hither for a second? I promise I won't take more than second of you precious, precious time." He said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

Kripa raised her eyebrows. This guy had a pretty cool sense of humor; just the kind she had. Sarcasm was awesome.

"Alright, alright, Peasant. I guess I could just come 'hither' for a second" she replied, with a sarcastic tone and yet, with a sweet smile. Angad was taken back again.

Who did she think she was, talking to him like that?! He should fire her! But no, he thought. He wanted to see how long it would take for her to crack. She couldn't always be saved by her witty remarks, could she?

She walked over to his desk, and sat across him, without waiting for an invitation.

Smirking he said "and why do you think you have the right to just plop your big as* down in my cabin, in my chair?

He didn't really think she had a big butt, a sweet one yes, but not a big one. He just wanted to see how she would react to the fact that Angad Khanna, the Angad Khanna, was telling her she was fat. Any girl would be crumpled and run out of the place as fast as those high heels could take her.

"Well, Sir, you asked me to come 'hither' if you remember correctly. So I did. As for the sitting part sir, my perfectly proportionate Punjabi as* was tired, and thus it 'plopped' itself right down in your cabin, on your chair." He gave her an incredulous look, as he tried to process what she had just said.

She smiled at him, and spoke again. "By the way, sir, will this be a long meeting?"

"Yes. A very long one. And a very tiring one, so I recommend your as*, as well as the rest of your body to be prepared." And he was back- it was his turn.

She smirked. She enjoyed the witty banter between the two, but she defiantly didn't want him to get the last line.

"Goody. So my feet can finally stop crying."

"What do you mean by that?" Angad asked, puzzled. In reply, she just took of her strappy heels and flexed her toes.

"Aahhh" she breathed, looking down at her red feet.

While she was looking down, he smiled a genuine smile. This girl was really different. But as soon as she looked back up at him, he abruptly stopped smiling.

"Alright. So this is the deal. Suhit Gosian, have you heard of him?"

Kripa nodded and smiled. "Oh yes, I have. It's hard not to have."

Angad just ignored her comment and continued. "Well, he just released a new album-"

She interrupted him, "Hmhm. His new single is everywhere! It's really good!"

Angad rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Shut up and let me finish, will you?"

She smiled a small smile and nodded.

He continued. "Like I was saying, he just released a new album, and in order to promote that, he's gong to be modeling a new line of summer clothes by Armani, where he will be wearing clothes with some of his lyrics on it. You know, all that good stuff- he'll have the microphone in his hand, be flanked by a few hot groupies, ect….."

Kripa nodded once again. It seemed like a good idea.

"I will also be in the shoot, as a model." She raised her eyebrows at him, and he quickly added "It wasn't my idea of course; Uncle wanted me to do it."

"Who is 'Uncle'?" she asked, amused at his additional sentence.

"The owner of Armani." He replied, bored.

Oh. Well that made sense. She couldn't think of an appropriate reply, so she just nodded.

"Anywho, since you are my new assistant-"

"Second assistant actually." She interrupted, again.

This time it was his turn to raise his eyebrows. "right. Since you're my second assistant, it's your job to come with me to the photo shoot in London-"

"Wait a second. Why is this photo shoot taking place in London?"

"Because. It…it it just is." He stuttered; the question catching him off-guard. How the hell was he supposed to know? He wasn't the one in charge of this measly stuff.

Kripa gave him an incredulous look. "Pardon me for butting in like this sir, but shouldn't you know everything about this shoot? I mean, I would understand if you cared less about the minor shoots, but this one sir, is a major shoot. I mean, you have Suhit in it- the Suhit. A lot of people will just buy the issue because of him. Plus, you're going to be in it as well, aren't you?"

Again. What. The. Hell. He thought.

He gave her a cold look, although he could feel his cheeks burn. "Yes, I am aware of this fact Ms. Sharma. And no, I will not pardon you for butting in like this. Now once again, im telling you to shut up and let me complete the go* dam* assignment. Keyword- telling, not asking. Got it?" Before she could reply, he said "good"

That's the part! It's a pretty good length I hope? If not, then I apologize. The part was sucky, and very raw, so to say, so im open to all questions. What else? Suhit. Well, like I mentioned before, he's in this ff now. I know, I made him look like some hot shot dude, but tell ya the truth, I needed someone like that in this ff, as Kripa's flame, to make Angad jealous. I was thinking of making that someone negative, but now that Suhit is that someone, he's not going to be negative. (Hint-the jealousy factor is still there, but Suhit is gonna be in on it. ;]) Btw, the book was given to Kripa by Elise, who is also a positive character. She still isn't crazy about Kripa, but she likes her more than the previous assistants (will elaborate about that in the next update.) I know it sounds confusing right now, so any questions will be welcomed with open arms :] As well as any suggestions. Where would you all like to see this ff go? Any specific storylines? Please do share them with me- I really have no idea what im gonna do. I need 15 comments as always to cont. Twilight is the next ff to be continued!

x3 Prakriti