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Wicked! You totally rocked this part! I haven't watched the movie so don't really know what to expect but totally wicked! Keep it up! 😃

when r u gonna continue i m dying here

hey hey, jus fort i'd tel u 2 continu the ff soon!! its sooooo good but u havent continued 4 a wile now.. plz continu Prakriti, ur doin a fab job!! 😛
xx!MWAH!xx
xx Saz xx

Hello😃

So i finished Thrill Ride! and am actually getting back into the swing of things on IF, and also my summer vaca is coming up- and thus im starting this ff again😊. I was just re-reading it and i decided that im gonna just be spontaneous and work on each part with watever i want- no fixed storyline. So im gonna def post a part tomorw, but id like to know- Wat kinda writing would you guys like to see? Example- romantic, comedy, drama.....i personally want it to be a romantic comedy with as little drama as possible, but im not gonna be the one reading it😆 so please share your thoughts.

p.s. I really could care less about the number of pages on my ffs, but still, just to prove that, i would prefer it if you guys PMed me the suggestions instead of commenting. Thank you.

x3 Prakriti

hey prakriti,
thank you that you even remembered this fanfic. but i gotta tell you something TODAY IS TOMMOROW. girl when you gonna post i have read all of the parts atleast 100 times each man. i almost know all of the dialoges i even read all your other fanfics. and can you continue now because im in love with your fanfics. please please please please please please please continue thank you 😭 i miss this fanfic thank you once again 😳

hey write anything u want....but please continue

The Devil Wears Armani

"Sit." The voice commanded. Kripa was surprised at the authority the voice possessed. She sat and waited.

"So you want to be the second assistant?" he asked in the same voice.

"Yes." She replied confidently.

Surprised at her confident tone, the man turned around slowly. Kripa's mouth almost fell open. Angad Khanna in the magazines was beautiful- him in reality—priceless. But she composed herself. He was her potential boss and c'mon; did she really even have a chance?! His eyes were a light hazel, stern but warm at the same time. His face was composed at all the right planes and dimensions- his nose, mouth, and eyes all perfectly proportionate. And his hair. Gosh. It was amazing. Cut short, just he way she liked it, and gelled to give his that tousled shaggy-sheek look. Of course, he wore Armani; he always wore Armani- Armani (the designer) was his godfather or something…at least that's what it said in the latest People issue.

But wait, what the heck was he doing here? As far as she knew, he never interviewed people- he was far too important for that.

"Well then. Lets start the interview shall we?" he said, his tone politely interested. She looked at his eyes, surprised to see them curious. He held out his hands. She stared at them blankly, wondering what he wanted. Did he want to shake her hand or something? She started to put her hand forward but he stopped her.

"No. Resume."

Embarrassed as anything, she handed it too him- careful, however to not show her embarrassment. He seemed startled a little by her calm composure. But he also quickly recovered. He looked at her resume.

"You're Surya Sharma's daughter huh?" he asked. She was surprised.

"Yes I am. But I would prefer if you didn't bias your opinion on that fact."

Whoa. Now he was really surprised. Surya Sharma was a big part of the industry; he fought all the entertainment law cases- why wouldn't this chick want to use him to get ahead?

"Alright then." He said, in a clear confident voice.

"Thank you. If you don't mind, I was wondering how you found out that he was my father. I was sure not to mention it in my resume."

"Yes, well, Elise did a little digging before you came. She always does that. She also does the interviews."

"Oh. Well then, why isn't she talking my interview?" Kripa inquired.

"Because the last three girls she hired were so incompetent that I had to fire them within a span of two days." He smirked, waiting for her astounded expression. It never came.

"Well sir, I hope you don't think im the same as those 'incompetent girls'?" she smiled politely.

"I guess not." He replied, taken aback by her reply. "You're hired." Now he waited for her joyful expression- he knew how many girls would kill for this job. And again, it never came. What was with this girl?!

"Thank you sir."

"Thank me after you get you're first weekly paycheck." He said, then added "If you last that long"

"Alright sir." She smiled a polite smile and continued, "Also, could I know what my weekly paycheck is?"

He frowned. "You don't even know how much we're giving you and you agreed to the job?"

She was quiet for a second. She couldn't tell him the truth- she couldn't tell him that she was desperate for any job. "Actually sir, my friend Alliyah basically made me interview." Hey, it wasn't a total lie.

Angad continued to frown. "Whatever. Elise will go over the details with you." He clicked on a small switch on his wireless phone and Elise walked into the room at once.

"Yes sir?" she asked.

"Elise, tell" he stopped and looked at Kripa for a second, "What is your name again?"

Kripa smiled brightly "Kripa."

He raised his eyebrows. This girl was definitely not fazed; if he asked, let's say, Elise that question she would stutter out her name. This Kripa girl however didn't even seem perturbed!

"Right. Show Kripa what she has to do. I want you both in here the minute I finish the Gucci meeting."

Elise smiled and nodded. "Yes Mr. Khanna. Should I send him in?" Angad just nodded coolly and started typing on his laptop. The girls knew it was their cue to leave and headed out the door.

Elise looked at Kripa in a disgusted manner and told her to wait. She then went to the outside waiting room and soon returned, ushering in Mr.Gavins, the VP of Gucci.

She came out a few seconds later and looked Kripa up and down.

"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.

That's the part. I only got like 5 PM's which I wasn't too thrilled about. But in the end, its gonna be a romantic comedy after all. [@ Avantika- im sry! For me, today is still today. 😆 I just got home right now, and wasnt home since 8 in the morning- thus i couldnt cont. I apologize and am so happy tat you like this ff! Thank you so much. 😳] Anywho,I hope you all like this part! Please do comment- 15 and I continue!😊 Thank you.

x3 Prakriti

Finally you continued I was wondering. That was really good. I'm glad you're making it into a romantic comedy. Continue soon.

awesome part!! uh oh angad seems very pissed.. danng... poor krips!! lol!! Continue Soon!!

pooor kripa!!
great fan fic!!!