Sunday, 10 September 2017

Part 4 :Ek Villain


"So how did your shot go?" he asked with a small smile.


"Why should I tell you?" she spat at him. Riddhima folded her arms and shifted her gaze away from him.

"Riddhima, I'm really sorry for what happened but I regret it, I thought that you were...," Armaan really meant what he said, he just could not deny the attraction between the both of them. It's true that he was angered when she had slapped him but after a while, he realized that someone actually treated him like a normal person and he was grateful to her for restoring him to a normal person.

"Armaan, please leave me alone..."Riddhima said as she took some steps forward inorder to leave from there but Armaan prevented her from leaving by holding her wrist, "Fine, but on one condition only."he released her hand from his grip.

"What condition?"Riddhima asked as she turned to face him.

"Accept my invitation for a coffee date." Armaan knew that she would never accept it but still he took the challenge of making the impossible turn possible.

"WHAT? Are you out of your mind?" she yelled out with shocked expressions on her face. What was wrong with this guy? How could he even dare to ask her this?

At the same time, the five minutes break was over and she was called to the shooting area through a call.

Armaan grabbed her by the shoulders and pinned her to the wall, "Say yes and I'll let you go."
"Armaan, leave me, I need to..."

"Ssshhh..." Armaan placed his finger on her moving lips,"Just promise me that you'll accompany me."

Riddhima helplessly glanced at the clock on the wall. She sighed and finally mumbled,"Ok, I promise that I'll come."

Armaan was really delighted that she finally accepted, he let her go and smiled while watching her retreating figure.

5.00 P.m

Riddhima completed her shot with Abhay and they packed up after. As soon as she finished, Riddhima hoped in her car and drove the fastest she could to her house or you could say her luxurious apartment. She parked her car in the underground parking and took the elevator to the tenth floor. She was disturbed by the day's happenings, was Armaan really being nice to her or ws all this some sick stupid joke again?
She came out of her thoughts when she saw the elevator's doors open and she made her way to the room number 1500.


5.30 P.m

Armaan on the other hand left some minutes after Riddhima as he needed to try an outfit which he would need for his next scene. He wanted to apologise to Riddhima but he knew that she would not forgive him easily as he had already given her a bad image of himself.

The watchman opened the gate and Armaan pulled his Mercedes-Benz inside. He opened the door to his mansion and went up the stairs till he reached his bedroom. He was really tired after this hectic day; he tossed his car keys on a bedside table and laid himself on his king-sized bed. After some minutes, he removed his mobile from his right side pocket and clicked on his contact list.


5.45 P.m

Riddhima came out of the bathroom with a white fluffy bathrobe on her. A nice shower was what she needed. She slumped on her bed and rested her head on a pillow. A vibration got her attention; she took her mobile and saw an unknown number flashing on the screen. She was ot going to answer it but then she thought that it might be something  important.

"Hey Riddhima, Armaan here,"

"How did you get my number?" she asked him totally irritated, she thought that she would at least have some peace in her own house but that guy was hell-bent on troubling her.

"I have contacts darling, leave all of this for now, s where do you want to go for our date?" he said while he smirked and thinking about her reactions.

"First of all, don't ever call me darling  and secondly let's get this clear, this is not a date, it's only you and I meeting over a cup of coffee and I gave in only because you left me with no other choice." She stated in a firm tone.

"Okie, dar...oops, so where shall YOU and I meet?" he teased her.

"Hell." Riddhima was annoyed, she got up from the bed and started pacing around the room.

"Whoa, chill. Let's do this, we'll meet at starbucks tomorrow after the shooting."

"Fine." She quickly said and disconnected. She threw her phone and the bed and swore him.


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