[THIS STORY IS ONLY IN ENGLISH]
Armaan Mallik. Riddhima Gupta. Ones a senior cardiologist. Ones an intern. One loves with all her heart. One loves with all his passion. Read about their steamy romance while they fight personal battles at the same ti...
Recap: Anjali and her friends have a sleepover. Never have I ever's game. Anjali's friend criticizes Riddhima. Muskaan is suspicious. Riddhima is heart broken. Armaan consoles Riddhima.
Chapter 6 - "Are you dating Dr. Armaan?
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It had been a week to the disastrous sleepover. Well disastrous for Riddhima since she wasn't having the best time of her life. After Armaan had consoled her, she had started to feel much better although she had excused herself from the sleepover wanting to be alone.
Now, after a week, she was feeling her usual self again all because of Armaan. During the whole week, this amazing guy had been secretly sending her cute memos and fake 911 pagers to steal a romantic moment with her either in his cabin or in some other part of the hospital.
She was sitting in the cafeteria, sipping her coffee, lost in his thoughts when she was vigorously shaken by Muskaan, who had been trying to zone her out of her endless thoughts. "Ridzi! Where are you lost woman? I keep on blabbering and you're not even at least replying in monotonous words." Muskaan complained and Riddhima frowned apologetically.
"Huh? Nothing..l" Riddhima's voiced trying to find an excuse. "I..nothing forget it what what you saying?" Riddhima lightly nodded her head to clear it and looked back to a frowned Muskaan who rolled her eyes.
"So yeah I was asking...." Again much to her annoyance, she was disrupted but this time because of both of their pagers. She scoffed and took her pager out of her lab coat and so did Riddhima.
"All interns to the conference room - Dr Armaan" Riddhima and Muskaan both read the page out loud from their respective pagers and looked at each other shrugging their shoulders.
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All the interns were seated around the large oval table watching Armaan as he paced back and forward in front of the room which his shadow following him on the projector. The room was quiet as they waited for Anjali who still hadn't come and Armaan's anger was starting to show by the way his fists were clenched and the way he was scowling.
Riddhima frowned and looked down biting her lips hoping and praying to God that Anjali comes in less then a minute. Because she knew Armaan's anger, if was late even another more minute he'd be furious, not that he already wasn't.
Luckily, Anjali barged in huffing from running with her lab coat in her hand, and her hair a mess. She had a faint blush on her cheeks and her lips looked swollen. Armaan glared at her and she pleaded sorry with her eyes before sitting next to Riddhima. Riddhima shook her head looking at Anjali knowing where she probably was.
"Okay so now that everybody is here," Armaan emphasized 'everybody' eyeing Anjali, "The reason I've called you all over here is because I have a very interesting project for you. Earlier this morning I got a new patient. " He spoke walking around the room. While Riddhima intoxicated with his fragrance, was lost in him. He looked like a greek god at he moment even though he was wearing dark green scrubs. His tanned arms were making her want to wrap herself in them. Her eyes trailed up towards his moving lips.