A Love Story Or Not

#110

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Shehnaaz remained seated on the chair in front of the mirror, clad in a heavy parrot green coloured Anarkali dress.

It came till her ankles and covered the green pants that she was wearing beneath.

The stylist was working on her hair, trying to make a perfect loose bun.

There were flowery hair accessories lying on the table and the stylist adorned them in her hair.

With the nude make up that she had put on, she looked beyond beautiful. Her eyes showed a glint of happiness in them. She actually looked a woman who is about to get married.

Her flustered cheeks, stone studded earnings, heavy green Anarkali dress, plain off-white dupatta and juttis with stones and beads all over it, were enough to make her look like a would-be-bride.

She wore off-white colored bangles, amidst which green coloured kadaas were also present.

She twirled around in front of the mirror and Ken made a boomerang of her twirling With that heavy Anarkali.

"Sana tu bohot pyaari Lagg rahi hai!", Said Ken.

"Haina?", Shehnaaz replied while giggling. She indeed looked preety, actually too pretty to be described in words.

"Chal ab mein chalta hun!", Ken said.

"Tu aayega nhi aaj function mein?", Shehnaaz frowned.

"Arre aunga na, par change to kar lun. Ye pehen ke thodi na chowki mein aaunga!", Ken said and Shehnaaz nodded.

Ken and the other stylists left and Shehnaaz took her phone from the bed to see if there was a message or a call from Sidharth.

There was none! She sighed and she had just typed his no. And was about to dial, when she heard a knock at her door.

She wondered who it was now and then thought that it might be neetu di.

She opened the door, there was nobody. She was about to close it when she saw a single sunflower kept in front of the door on the floor.

Shehnaaz was confused now. She bent down to pick up the flower when another hand grabbed hers.

It was his touch and she didn't need to see him to know.

She smiled and looked up, only to find him looking like an awestruck fool.

Was he looking like that because of how she looked?

She felt shy and her cheeks burned up with all the heat that she felt due to his intense gaze.

She gulped and looked down. Shehnaaz closed her eyes, anticipating what was coming next.

Her cheeks were already red and now she looked heavenly gorgeous.

Sidharth's eyes moved up and down her body, to have a proper look at her. His eyes flew on her dress and on her face too.

She actually looked like his bride and he smiled thinking about getting such a beautiful wife.

She is his and this made his heart swell with pride. She was too beautiful a woman, to be true.

The dress reached above her elbows and the dress hugged her arms and her chest. It enhanced her body's beauty and she looked ravishing.

Even thought she was clad in a traditional attire, Sidharth couldn't help but be turned on by how she looked.

She looked exquisite and charming and he hated the fact that too many guys from the industry are going to be at the chowki today.

They might look at her beautiful self and he couldn't help but be possessive about something so hypothetical, about something that hasn't or might not happen.