My Wicked Love.|AR|Chapter 9 (Pg70)|01.07.14| - Page 35

Chapter 7

"So I cross my heart and I hope to die, but I'll only stay with you one more night," I happily sing along the radio as I cook breakfast for us and move around, wearing nothing but Armaan's shirt. Last night was probably the best night of my life. I smile happily as I recall the moments from last night. As I saut the omelet in the pan, something in me forces me to look up and I see Armaan leaning against the wall and staring at me with a smirk playing on his lips. My heart almost stops as my eyes travel up and down his body. He's wearing nothing, but his jeans, leaving his upper body exposed for me to drool.

"Good morning," he says with a tint of tease in his voice.

"Good morning," I reply in the same voice. "When did you wake up?"

"About a few minutes ago. I heard a beautiful voice singing, so I thought to come and check. I have to say, I am very pleased with the sight in front of me." His eyes lustfully run down my lower body and for some strange reason, I feel blood rushing to my cheeks. What in the world? Am I blushing?! The thought baffles me.

"Well, thank you." I flirt with him and then go back to cooking. I rather sense than see him walk up to the kitchen. He moves around the corner and walks behind me until my back is pressed up to his naked chest. He pushes all my hair to one side and nuzzles in my neck.

"Mmm'" he groans as he inhales deeply. "The food smells delicious." My eyes roll back into my head as I realize he's talking about me and not the actual food. My body instantly warms as he refers to me as 'food'. I picture myself laid out on the bed all tied up and his mouth relishing me. His one hand snakes around my waist and pulls me closer to him while his other hand cups my breast.

"Ah," I moan as he pinches my nipple and continues to knead my chest. I open my eyes and turn the stove off and turn around in his arms. I put my arms around his neck and kiss him slowly with passion. I am amazed at how addicted I am to him. Maybe it's just the fact that he's so f**king good at pleasuring me that I can't stay away from him. I curl my fingers into his hair and push my body into his. He moves and I am suddenly backed up against the kitchen counter. Within a moment, he raises me so that I am sitting on the counter and he is in between my legs. I feel a familiar throbbing between my legs and giving into my desire, I pull away from him for a moment and unzip his pants. He pulls his pants down and comes back to me with a need fiercer than ever. He spreads my legs apart even further and slams into me, making me gasp loudly.

"Oh God," he groans in my ears and moves fast, desperately climbing to find his release. I wrap my arms around him and then still as my body explodes and I am nothing, but sparks and sensations.

"Shower with me," he says huskily and I nod after a moment.

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I am laying in my Jacuzzi opposite to Armaan; both of us staring at each other knowingly.

"What are you thinking about?" I ask.

"You," he replies as if it's obvious. I smile.

"I didn't know you were insatiable."

"There are many things about me that you don't know." I don't miss the double meaning behind his words. Our conversation from last night comes into my mind.

"Did you lose someone too?"

"Yes, someone very important ' very close to my heart."

"Like what?" I ask teasingly, but on the inside I'm intrigued. God, why does this man have to be so cryptic? I watch him with keen eyes as the corner of his lips move upwards as if he knows exactly what I'm doing and what's going through my mind.

"You'll know what I'm talking about soon ' very soon," he says mysteriously. I am about to probe him further when he takes my foot and brings it up to his mouth. He takes my toe into his mouth and moves his tongue around it over and over again, driving me insane. I know he's doing this to distract me and he's succeeding. Soon all the questions are forgotten and I'm pulled back into a world of intoxication.

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I am in my walk-in closet, dressing up for the day. After hours and hours of unforgettable sex, we finally decided to move out of the Jacuzzi and now we're getting dressed. As fun as an entire day of sex sound, I do not want to miss out on a day out with my best friends. I pick out a pair of faded jeans and a blue tee and put on a pair of Nikes. I line my eyes and then walk outside with a smile to say bye to him, but he isn't there. I scrunch my brows together and look around. Where's Armaan? I go to the living room and look around, but fail to find him.

Instead, my eyes land on his jacket and I am appalled not because of the jacket itself, but because of something that's inside his jacket - a gun. I walk towards it and slowly pick up the shiny gun and carefully observe it. The gun sure as hell looks expensive and is fully loaded too. But the main question is why the f**k does he have a gun? He's a professor, for goodness sake! Why does he need a gun!

"I need it for self-protection," I turn around quickly and see him gazing at me as if he's a predator.

"Protection? From who? Dude, you're a f**king professor! Who do you need protection from?" I practically scream at him. The thought of Armaan having a gun does not go well with me.

"Enemies," he states clearly. I arch my brows up, gesturing him to elaborate on the whole 'enemy' thing. "I have some enemies that I need to protect myself from. They're very dangerous," he states distantly. It seems as if he's lost in another thought.

"So dangerous that you have to carry a gun with you?" I ask incredulously. He simply nods, analyzing me with a slight smirk on his face. This man is making me want to throw babies against a damn wall. No, I could just go ahead and throw him against a damn wall. That is if I could lift that 3,000 pound monster. He moves forward, taking slow measured steps, and stops when he's barely an inch away from me. He holds my gaze and slowly takes the gun away from me.

"This is not something to play with, Riddhima. I would rather keep it with me." He walks past me, grabs his jacket, and hides his gun. "I'll see you later, Riddhima." I nod at him and watch him walk out the door. Jesus Christ, this man is confusing! What the hell is he hiding from me? Like just stop with the whole mystery thing, damn it! Whatever the hell it is, I refuse to give up. I am determined to find out this little mystery and I will. I take out my phone and dial Nikki's number.

"Hey, what's up?"

"We need to meet up."

"Um, okay. Where?"

"Bradford Mall, thirty minutes?"

"Sounds good to me."

"Alright then. See ya." I hang up and grab my purse.

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"So how was it chica?" Muskaan questions as we sit down with our food.

"What?" I ask, completely clueless, and she gives me the typical you-know-the-f**k-I'm-talking-about look.

"She's asking about the special deed you were waiting for," Nikki explains. OH DUH RI! I mentally smack myself. I'm probably the dumbest person on this planet!

"Wow, I totally forgot about that!"

Muskaan and Nikki narrow their eyes and look at me as if I've grown another head.

"Is you serious?" Nikki asks in the most ghetto way and I burst out laughing.

"It was great. No, it was amazing! Out of all the guys I've had sex with, Armaan is probably the best," I say happily.

"Ooohhh, that good, eh?"

"Yeah! He knows how to rock a woman." Flashes of us in bed play before my eyes and a smile automatically makes its way up to my lips. And then I remember the gun episode from this morning and the smile fades away as fast as it came.

"Riddhima?" I look up, surprised because Muskaan called me by my full name.

"What?"

"Okay bitch, something's wrong, and you need to tell us, like right now." I take a deep breath and start talking.

"Before leaving this morning, I was looking around for Armaan and I saw his gun."

"You saw a what?" Nikki asked shockingly.

"A gun."

"Why the f**k does he have a gun?" Muskaan asks incredulously, just like the way I expected.

"He said he needs it for self-protection. He apparently has a lot of enemies and he needs a gun to protect himself."

"But he's a professor! Who are his enemies? Spiders?" I wanna laugh so hard at her typical answer. But I totally agree with her. Like come on, why would Armaan have an enemy?

"You know what? Ever since I've laid my eyes on that man, I've been getting this feeling that something's up with him. Seriously. He looks so freaking mysterious and everything!"

"I know! He just doesn't seem normal to me. Like that other day, I was going to the library after school and I saw Armaan there. Like he was in the 'prohibited section' and he was looking through everything. When I asked him why was there, he said he was there to get something. Like hell, he was totally lying."

"How do you know he was lying though?"

"Dude, he was hiding some documents! And surprisingly, the documents were of you."

"What? Documents of me?" I practically scream because of the shock. Why would he want to see documents of me?"

"I have no idea! All I know is that they were papers with your information. Like you know? Our SS numbers, address, and all that crap." This triggers something inside my brain. My address'

"When was this?"

"About a day or two before the whole intruder thing at you house." And then it dawns to me. That's how he knew my address!

"Guys, I gotta tell you something."

"What?"

"That intruder was Armaan." I look up to see them gawking at me, shock written all over their face.

"Are you serious, Riddhima?" I nod slowly, letting them know how serious I am.

"That makes no sense though! I mean, why would he do that?"

"I don't know, even I'm finding this absurd. I mean, when I found out, I thought he asked you guys or whatever, but I never thought he'd be searching my information and stuff!"

"We need to figure this out. That man does not seem right to me." I nod in agreement, but the main question still remains.

"But how are we supposed to figure this mess out? We know absolutely nothing about him."

"If there's anyone that can solve this problem, then it's you, Ri," Nikki suggests.

"What do you mean?"

"Are you seriously this stupid, or is today some special occasion?" Muskaan laughs like a lunatic, while I stick my tongue out at her. "Like, duh, Ri. Armaan has the hots for you and you know it too. If there's anyone that can get close to him, then it's you. So get close to him and when the time is right, put your Bond hat on and attack. Simple." I think about everything Nikki says mentally kick myself. Why the hell did I not think about this? Like come on now.

"Sounds like a plan," I smirk and hi-five them. Well, this is going to be fun.

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Whooop whooop! I'm finally done with the chapter! I know I took forever, but quite honestly, I didn't know what to write after the first installment. I wanna say thanks to Salwa (salmeh.) for helping me out with the last installment. I hope you all liked the chapter and if you did, then please do hit "Like" and/or comment (comments will be preferred). 😆

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