"Politics isn't merely about power; it's about wielding influence with finesse, orchestrating the dance of nations on the world stage."
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Welcome to a tale that echoes through the luxurious enclaves of the capital to its very downtrodden streets.
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Luxe Haven Boutique, New Delhi
Ananya sat at the vanity, her reflection illuminated by the soft, flattering light.
Inside the high-class luxury boutique, the country's most expensive and top-class stylist, Jimmy Paul, was getting her ready for the reception party.
Her dress was a stunning steel grey, shimmering with a metallic sheen under the lights, exuding elegance and sophistication. The gown hugged her figure perfectly, accentuating her slender frame and falling gracefully to the floor.
Delicate silver embroidery traced intricate patterns along the bodice, adding a touch of artistry and refinement. The neckline was modest yet flattering, with a subtle sweetheart shape that enhanced her natural grace.
Jimmy animatedly chatted with Ananya as he worked, his hands moving with practiced ease. "You know, darling, this dress is absolutely perfect for tonight. The color complements your skin tone beautifully," He said, eyes sparkling with excitement. "And your hair, my dear, it's going to be the crowning glory."
Ananya's golden hair cascaded down her back in soft, loose waves, gleaming like liquid gold.
Jimmy had ensured it looked effortlessly elegant, framing her face and adding to the overall ethereal effect. He carefully placed a few strategic curls to add volume and bounce, giving her a look that was both sophisticated and natural.
As Jimmy continued to talk, Ananya found her mind wandering.
She thought about the contract she had signed before marriage, where Trayaksh had clearly stated she wouldn't be introduced to the public.
It means he must have planned it all out.
He'll handle it. She thought with certainty.
But how?
How would he manage without being here?
He hadn't returned to Delhi. He hadn't come back since that day.
Was it because of what she had said? Just because she told him to stay away?
I said it and he relented?So easily? Ananya couldn't help but purse her lips sullenly.
He had helped her get admission to NDIMS, and now he was compliantly staying away as she had asked him to.
Isn't he just so obedient. She griped inside her head.
As if I needed his help, hmph.
Just admit it that you miss him. Her subconscious said helplessly as if even it was done with Ananya.
