Wat I did 4 Luv-luv story--Prt 38 to 45- - Page 2

hopefully i will post the next part tomorrow.

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Part 8
Angad opened his eyes and found himself laying partially on kripa's body. He blushed and slowly moved away from her. Then he just laid near her watching her sleep. Suddenly it caught his eyes. The sleeves and pant legs of her pajamas were lifted up and he got a good look at her arms and legs. Dark purple bruises cover her entire body.

There were several scars on her legs and arms too. Red lines run across her legs and it made Angad wince because it looked so painful. He didn't want to disturb Kripa but he was really curious. She turned over and Angad lifted the back of her shirt. It was even worse than her legs. Angad opened his mouth lightly in shock and touched her bare back delicately, fearing that he might hurt her.

Kripa began to stir. I rubbed my eyes and sat up. I saw Angad looking at me with this sad expression on his face. "What's wrong Angad?? I asked. "Who did this to you??" Then he lifted the sleeve of my shirt. I opened my mouth in shock. I tried to hide it but I couldn't believe he saw my bruises. As I tried to answer him, I heard my stepmom's footsteps heading towards my room. "Angad" I yelled who was rubbing my bruises. "You have to get out of here!"

My mom is coming! Angad looked at me surprised but I opened my window for him to climb out. "Climb down this tree. Goodbye Angadddd" I said to him with tears in my eyes. Angad remained silent the whole time as he left her room. But he didn't leave though. He sat on the branch of the tree and looked through her window.

He couldn't hear what Kripa and her mom were talking about but he saw it. He saw Kripa's mom bring out a small wooden stick and whack Kripa with it several times. Angad couldn't take it anymore. He busted back into kripa's room.

omg ur story made me cry 😭 😭

Actually... u will really cry at the end.. HEHEHE

OMG!!!!!datz really really sad!!!!i hope kripa doeznt die 😭

Part 9
I looked up at my step-mother in pain. "I'm sorry mom." I didn't know we're supposed to have guests today. She glared at me with cold hatred in her eyes. "Mr. Khanna, of the Khanna HotelEmpire all over Bombay, is coming to visit us. Your father might get a promotion if we make a good impression!

You're supposed to be awake half an hour ago to prepare all of us tea! Now Mr. Khanna is down there expecting tea! What am I supposed to do now huh?? My stepmom began to breathe rapidly as her anger increased. I saw her raise that stick of hers again. I curled myself up hoping the pain would lessen but I know it wouldn't so I prepared myself for the strike.

Angad caught the stick just before it would hit Kripa. Kripa's mother stared at Angad in surprise. Kripa opened her eyes and stared at Angad in shock. He looked down at her. "Kripa, are you okay?? "Angad" I screamed. "What are you doing here??" Angad looked back at me. "I came to save you from this evil *bleep*. My stepmom twisted her face in hate. "I knew you were trouble all this time Kripa. How dare you bring this boy home? Wait until I tell your father about this!"

Angad grabbed my stepmom's arm to stop her. "You do that and I'll have you fired!" I stared at Angad dumb founded. What is he talking about?? "What are you talking about you juvenile delinquent!" Snapped my stepmom. "I mean," said Angad glaring at her. That you're having tea with my father right now and I'll get you and your husband fired if you hit Kripa one more time. I look at Angad surprised.

Angad is the heir of the Khanna Hotel Empire. His family is the richest in all of Bombay! My stepmom looked at Angad doubtfully. "If you're his son, then how come you're so filthy??" Angad gaveher a smirk. "I know you want proof. How about all of us go down there to talk to my dad!"

My stepmom looked at him and thought, this is the only way for real evidence. He might get us a promotion. Then she said, "Come on then, boy. Let's go."

I don't kno how to change the topic???

Part 10

All three of us came downstairs together. Angad had to help me down because my legs were too weak to support me. Angad helped me sit on the couch and he faced the strange man before me. Mr. Khanna glared at Angad. "Hi dad," said Angad. "Where the hell have you been Angad??" shouted Mr. Khanna. My family just watched them yell at each other. Angad shrugged his shoulders. "Around." It made Mr. Khanna really mad but he never hits Angad. He continued yelling. Angad didn't really listen and after a while he cut his dad off.

"Look dad, shut up about it already and we'll talk about it at home." 'Dang' I thought. I could never talk to my parents like that. Mr. Khanna shuts up. "Okay son, we'll talk about it at home." Then Angad gestured his hand at my entire family. "The Sharmas were nice enough to let me stay at their house. You owe them dad." Mr. Khanna nodded. "Fine. SHARMA you just got a raise." My stepmom got so excited. "Thank you Mr. Khanna!" "Come on Angad," said Mr. Khanna. "Let's go home & have that talk." Angad brushed his dad's hand off his shoulder. "Later dad. I'll be home in an hour."

His father glared at him. Angad glared back. "I said one hour." Mr. Khanna knew Angad was stubborn. So he agreed. "Fine then. One hour." After Mr. Khanna left Angad talked to my parents. "Listen here," he said as he sat down next to me. "I can get you hired and fired just like that' & snapped his fingers. "We know, we know", said my stepmom sweetly, pouring Angad some tea. Angad didn't drink it. "All I want is for you two to not touch Kripa anymore.

If I see another bruise on her, you know the consequences." Angad held my hand the entire time he spoke with my parents. I felt a strange warmth going through me and I knew that right then and there that I was falling in love with Angad Khanna. My dad remained quiet while my stepmother talked. "Of course Angad" Angad rolled his eyes. "Okay, and I'll make sure you keep your promise".

Then Angad turned to face me. "Come on, let's go". "What??" I asked confused. "Go to my house with me. "Go GO" said my stepmom pushing me towards Angad. "Have fun kids and stay out as long as you like". I knew my stepmom was really ticked off but she was playing it off pretty well.

Part 11
Angad continued holding my hand and never once did he let it go. The walk to his house took us 15 minutes and I was enjoying every minute of it. When we reached his house, Angad let out a sigh. "Kripa", He said softly. "Just stay quiet and let me do the talking okay??" I nodded my head and we entered his house. His house was huge! I felt as though I'm a peasant walking through a castle.

He even had a few maids and butlers who attended us. Angad led me to his room. It was nice and clean but there were a lot of holes all around his walls. I sat down on his bed as he went into the bathroom to take a quick shower. When he was done, he came out and sat next to me, holding my hand. I really am in love. "Angad, how come your walls have a lot of holes??" He shrugged his shoulders and I massaged it for him. As he relaxed, he answered me. "Oh, it's cause I fight with my parents a lot so I take it out on the walls".

Judging by the holes, I can tell that he was really angry every time he made one. "Come on", he said. He lifted me up on his back and gave me a piggyback ride downstairs. He smelled so good now that he's clean and fresh. His dad was waiting for him in the den. I waited outside while Angad came into facehis dad. Angad came in, uninterested in what his dad had to say. "What is it dad??" "Angad, son…this is getting to be very tiring. Every few weeks you would run away, leaving me and your mother worrying about you". Angad smirked. "Sure you're worried. That's why you're out with those hoes and mom's out with those morons.

It's because I'm your only son. You're just scared that when grandpa passes away he won't put our family on the will". His father got angry. "Well do you want it to end up on your uncle's side??" Angad gave his dad a look that showed he didn't care. His dad continued talking. "Since I managed to have a son and my brother have no kids, I have the advantage. Son, listen to me. You know you're my heir.

All my wealth will be pass down to you". Angad looked at his dad disgusted. "All you care about is money! You don't care about me"! he yelled as he stormed out of the den. Angad slammed the door open and grabbed my hand. "Come on, let's go".