Chapter - 7

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Ahh! Too tired to talk, I am currently sitting at home with a sprained ankle and aching leg. Just enjoyyyyyy! I might update tomorrow as well! 

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Author's POV

Inaayat was in the room setting up her closet when a knock on the door caught her attention. Putting the last of her luggage inside the cabinet, she walked out of the closet answering,

"Yes?"

A maid came inside the room informing her,

"Mam, the designer is here with reception outfits."

Inaayat nodded affirmingly, "Send her in, and bring some drinks as well as snacks for her."

The maid bowed before going back and a lady entered inside the room with a chirp,

"Hey am Ananya Agnihotri, your designer for today."

Inaayat smiled warmly welcoming her inside before asking her to take a seat, the duop greeted each other when Ananya asked her,

"So, what you prefer as your outfit for today?"

Inaayat bit her lips as she didn't had any preferences regarding her outfit, she was in a dilemma and just shrugged,

"I actually don't have any, why don't you show me some of the designs and I can see later what I would like..."

Ananya clapped, "Why not...." She gestured to her assistants whom Inaayat just noticed standing there, a guy and a girl younger than the lady who came ahead with a rack full of outfits and some of other outfits that were inside cloth bags.

The lady said, "Mrs. Mehrotra I got outfits or Mr. Mehrotra as well..."

Inaayat nodded turning to her, "Oh I'll just call him."

She was going to ask a butler when the door opened and the said man entered the room looking devilishly handsome and oozing power. She could see the trio being intimidated with his presence as soon as he arrived, looking at him with admiration and respect. She hid a smile as she remembered how it was so usual for everyone to feel this way in Armaan's presence, in fact, she herself did feel the same the first day she met him.

Sighing, she continued looking at the outfits when he voice boomed in the room,

"Hey, Armaan Mehrotra."

He forwarded his hand for greeting and Ananya looking at him as if a a Greek god was standing eagerly shook her hands making Inaayat frown. Even her assistant greeted Armaan the same way not moving her gaze away from her.

But Armaan didn't register all of it, as his eyes were fixed on the guy that was there, Ananya's other assistant, who was busy smiling at Inaayat as he showed her the outfits and also admiring the girl. His jaw clenched as he saw the guy giving loving and candy eyes to his wife making him pissed.

Ananya spoke trying to gain his attention, "So, Mr. mehrotra, what would you like to wear today. A tuxedo, sherwani or indo-western?"

He was still looking at Inaayat who was still confused between a lehenga and gown, he looked at both and exclaimed,

"I think we'll keep it western. So, gowns for the lady and tuxedo for me. Is it fine Ayat?"

She frowned wanting to bit back to not to call her Ayat but refrained in front of the guests, thankful for one thing that now she won't be so confused regarding the outfits. Just nodding she turned the Amit, Ananya's assistant and smiled,

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