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Previously: "Fine! But not without you," he yelled, making Riddhima wonder what he meant but before she understood, she felt herself inhaling something that caused her to lose her consciousness...

"Oh God!!" Riddhima mumbled as she felt a headache seeping in. Her vision was foggy and she tried to reach the second drawer of her bedside table. She stretched out her arm further...but still she could not reach the table...instead, she was waving her hand into the thin air. Where was she? Riddhima squinted her eyes as a beam of light was directed towards them. It was freezing cold. She sat up on a sort of bunk bed and recollected that she was kidnapped by the sexy stranger. She looked at her surroundings...it looked familiar, which means she was still in Kashmir. She got up and wandered around the cottage which she was in. Her teeth knocked against each other as a gush of cold breeze seeped through the opening in the wall.

The wooden door creaked and her kidnapper came in. He had an angry look on his face and he marched towards her. "Let's get done with this, just tell me where the key is!" he said with a bitter smile.

"I already said that I don't know. Why don't you break the lock and give me some peace? Moreover, I should be angry at you for kidnapping me and not the other way round! I can get you into legal trouble if I want!" she angrily retorted.

Armaan grabbed her hand and forced her to look at him. Then, something about his demeanor changed. His facial expressions softened and he huskily said with a smirk forming on the corner of his lips,"You won't do anything of this sort because you don't want to do so,"

Riddhima shoved his hands away,"If that's what you think, then I can't change your thoughts, assume what you want to,"

"Great, you are less feisty than when I last met you," he calmly stated and turned while proceeding towards the door.

Riddhima nearly chocked and she started coughing. Armaan raised his brow and got out a bottle of water from a mini fridge and threw it in her direction. Riddhima caught it and threw him a deadly stare. She gulped down the water and thanked him," Thanks, I would probably have to get admitted in a hospital if that bottle had knocked against my head."

"That was all my pleasure, " he sarcastically muttered.

" Heyy...wait, you are diverting my attention, how do you know me?" she asked with a confused look while proceeding towards him. He frowned and then chuckled. Riddhima shot a deadly look at him,"Have you gone nuts?! Answer my question, how do you f**king know me?!". She was seething as she crossed her arms across her chest. Great, Armaan thought, he was only trying to retrieve his belongings but instead he was stuck with a person who had anger issues.

"There's no need of getting so worked up, okay, I'll tell you, this is real life man,not some movie where I'll be telling you the truth after like a decade," he said feeling amused at his joke. She remained still and averted her gaze off him, she would rip his heart out of his ribcage if she continued looking at his ugly face-which she found attractive at first,very attractive.

"The truth is that I don't know you at all, I just wanted to see your priceless reaction..." he then burst out laughing,"you looked as if you had a heart attack, "She swiftly looked up at him and marched towards him and kicked him in the groin'.

"Ouch, that hurts!" he yelled, as he cursed her. She crouched down and stared at his face,"just tell me what you want,"

Armaan grabbed her arms and pulled her up,"I want the key, and I am not going to repeat myself!"

Riddhima raised her brow,"I have no idea what you are talking about, and...I am not going to repeat myself!"