Pink's Scrapbook|Anecdotes#106&107|PG:146 - Page 31

-The Joy's Of Being Evil-

As the sun's raise bathed her face she groaned in her sleep at being disturbed. She had finally slept peacefully for the first time in weeks and it was all because of him. She could still remember each and every detail of the previous night. It had been nothing short of a horror film. He had invited her to his place for dinner after she had kindly refused at least 100 times but when it seemed like he wasn't going to give up she had reluctantly accepted. Arriving at his home at 8:00 pm sharp in her black halter neck dress he had invited her in and escorted her to the dinner table where they had sat while having a hot meal and talked about random things from work to the latest Bollywood dance number. She could tell that he was being turned on by her as she had caught him staring at her all throughout the dinner. He had then suggested a tour of his home and she had with the fakest smile she could muster had agreed. He had then showed her every nook and corner of his home from top to bottom. He even had the nerve to explain each and every detail of his home and tell stories about each object and fixture. It wasn't until she had made an excuse of being tired that he had shown some mercy on her and took her to the nearest bedroom to sit and rest. It was then that he had decided to take advantage of the moment and make a move. He had then slowly sat down beside her and began to move her hair to one side and began to kiss the length of her neck. She could feel her insides begin to churn and she felt as if she would throw up at any minute but she knew better then to let her real feelings show and so she put on the mask that she had used numerous times before and gave into his desires. How she had sat through that dinner she still didn't have a clue but she was glad that it was over and that she would never have to see that ******* ******* ever again as he was now in hell. Riddhima smiled at how neatly she had ended his life while he had tired to make love to her. It was the most amazing feeling watching him squirm and yell in pain. She had never had so much fun in her life being evil and she couldn't wait until she would be able to do it again. Turning to her side still smiling at her achievement she was met with a pair of grey blue eyes staring back at her with nothing but love shinning in them.

"Good morning beautiful."

"Good morning husband."

"So what's with the big smile so early in the morning?"

"As if you don't know?"

"Oh but please tell me again how you killed Abhimanyu Modi the man who tried to escape US the CBI in order to keep us from destroy his plans of trafficking drugs across the border and how you had to step in as a undercover CBI officer and with permission from head office had orders to kill him because he was threatening to take the lives of innocent people if we didn't let him have his way."

"See I would love to tell you the story all over again Armaan but don't you think we could be doing better things?"

"Oh yeah like what?"

"Oh I don't know… maybe this!"

And without letting him protest or try to open his mouth she wrapped her arms around his neck and bringing his body closer towards her she smacked her lips against his and began to drown herself once again into his love.