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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: Riddhima and her fellow interns attend a meeting held by Armaan. Armaan insults Anjali on being late. Riddhima gets the project with Armaan and Anjali gets furious. Anjali insults Riddhima. Riddhima talks with Armaan. Armaan is angry at Riddhima. Muskaan finds out about Armaan and Riddhima. Riddhima goes over to apologize and ends up in her lovers' arms.
Chapter 7 - "Nothing's working out!"
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After sucking the life out of her lips, he left her smirking and looking at her as she tried to recover from his kiss. "Come on get up, lets get some food in you! You need energy before I swallow you!" He whispered huskily.
Her eyes widened and she got up abruptly, almost losing her balance making him chuckle! "You donkey! Arghh!" She walked away swearing taking the pizza boxes with her as he followed her behind into the living room chuckling.
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Riddhima groaned feeling the sunlight hitting directly on her face. The curtains in armaan's room were thin enough for the sunlight to pass through but not thin enough to see what is going on inside. Her legs felt sore after last night all thanks to her insatiable and perverted boyfriend. She turned to look at Armaan who was sleeping soundly, his hair a mess, thanks to her.
She squinted her eyes to look at the clock on the wall far away. Not having her contacts or glasses on her at the moment, it wasn't helping at all, she couldn't see the wall. Her eyesight wasn't as weak that she couldn't see faces however it was weak enough to not see some pretty far away things considering the fact that her boyfriend's room was pretty big. They just blurred out and the colours blended. Sometimes you should be thankful for having a 20/20 vision, some people are blessed with it for life.
She bent over him, groaning as her cramps stabbed her upon moving and picked up his Rolex watch from the nightstand. She looked at the time; 6:30. She had only fallen asleep two hours ago more like he had only given her permission to fall asleep two hours ago. Sometimes, he was understanding and sometimes he was just insatiable.
She groaned thinking her duty started in exactly two hours. She regretted about not catching enough sleep. Now she was justing going to be a walking and talking zombie while working.
She was now laying over Armaan and dug her face into his neck breathing deeply. "If you keeping breathing like this, I won't be able to control myself sweetheart." Armaan hoarsely spoke in a sleepy state. "You are sending shivers down my spine!" On the contrary, his own husky voice sent shivers down her spine.
Riddhima whiningly spoke "I don't want to go, I'm so tired" She emphasized on 'tired' to explain how tired she was. Armaan chuckled and flipped them over, making himself go on top of her. Riddhima's eyes widened and she looked at him with a 'not again' expression.
"Being an intern is fun isn't it?" He smirked asking her while he softly traced her lightly swollen lips. She hissed and glared at him smacking his hand away. Lightly pushing him off her with great difficulty, she groaned as she sat up turning her bare, tanned back towards him. He rested his head on his hand, his elbow supporting the weight of his head, looking at her bare back hungrily. Sensually running his index finger down her spine he noticed her arch her back. She stopped breathing for a second and he whistled like a roadside junky teasing her. Who would say he's one of the greatest cardio thoracic surgeon in the city, and in the country?
