"Love serves a new ace in this arranged marriage story. Lakshya Sen, badminton's golden boy, and Aarohi, a creative soul, must navigate the fine line between duty and desire. Will their love be a grand slam or a fault?"
Lakshya's mom was in the dining room, setting the table for dinner. She called out to Aarohi, "Aarohi, beta, come and have dinner! It's ready! Lakshya is sleeping, let him rest."
Aarohi, who was sitting in the chair, gazing at Lakshya's peaceful face as he slept, got up and headed to the dining room. "Coming, Mummyji!" she replied, smiling.
After dinner, Aarohi excused herself and went back to the room where Lakshya was still sleeping.
Her eyes wandered to the pen in her hand, and a mischievous grin spread across her face.
She got up and walked over to the bed, pen poised for creativity. Without hesitation, she started drawing on Lakshya's face, her strokes bold and colorful.
Lakshya's mom was in the kitchen, busy preparing dessert. Aarohi, who had finished dinner, excused herself and went back to the room where Lakshya was still sleeping.
After some time, Lakshya woke up, rubbed his eyes, and looked at his phone. He got up, stretched, and headed downstairs.
As he passed by the mirror, he froze. "What the hell is this?" he exclaimed, his face contorted in shock, amusement, and mock outrage.
Aarohi was chuckling, trying to stifle her giggles. "Did you do this?" Lakshya asked, his eyes narrowing playfully.
Aarohi feigned innocence, "Did what?" Her voice was laced with mock naivety, her eyes sparkling with mirth.
Lakshya's face twisted in comical exasperation, his lips curling into a sly smile. "Huhhh!! I'll show you!!" He grabbed the pen and started chasing Aarohi around the living room.
Aarohi squealed, darting behind the couch, "No... No... No... Don't!!" She begged, her voice trembling with laughter.
Maasi laughed, holding her sides, "Oh, this is too good! Lakshya, your face is... um... quite colorful!"
Maasi chuckled, "Good job, beta!! You've got good drawing skills!! And don't you dare say anything to my daughter-in-law!!" She said, wagging her finger at Lakshya.
Aarohi rolled her eyes playfully towards Lakshya, who pretended to look offended. "But maasi...." He started to protest.
Just then, Lakshya's mom came out of the kitchen, "C'mon Lakshya!! Go and wash your face!!" She said, trying to stifle her laughter.
