Love is in the Air ~ Shubman Gill

CHAPTER 41🕊

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Author's POV

Anaya woke up the next morning feeling refreshed and content. After the whirlwind of Paris Fashion Week the previous night and her sweet video call with Shubman and Ruhi, she had finally fallen into a deep, peaceful sleep. The golden morning light filtered through the curtains of her hotel room, casting a warm glow across the room.

She stretched lazily, ready to enjoy a relaxed day, when her phone buzzed on the nightstand. With a yawn, she reached for it and saw Shreyas' name flashing on the screen.

Shreyas Calling.

Curious, she answered, "Hey, Shreyas. Good morning."

Shreyas' voice came through brisk and efficient, his usual tone when there was something urgent. "Good morning, Anaya. I hope you're up because we've got a last-minute event scheduled for today. You need to be ready by 10 a.m."

Anaya sat up straight in bed, a frown forming on her face. "Wait, what? What event? I thought I was clear today."

Shreyas sighed, the sound of papers shuffling in the background. "I know, I know. It's a sudden request from one of the big sponsors. They've scheduled a private brunch event with a few top designers, and of course, they specifically requested your presence."

Anaya rubbed her forehead, trying to push away the grogginess. "Of course they did. And it's at 10 a.m.? That's in less than two hours!"

"I know, but don't worry. I've arranged everything. Just get ready. You'll love the outfit." Before she could protest, he hung up.Anaya groaned, dragging herself out of bed and into the shower.

Fifteen minutes later, a knock at her door announced the delivery. She opened the garment bag and let out a soft gasp. Inside was a breathtaking red sequined saree, the fabric shimmering like stars under the soft hotel light. Paired with it was a deep red blouse, backless, with delicate straps crisscrossing behind.

Anaya smiled. Shreyas had outdone himself this time.

She quickly slipped into the saree, the sequins catching the light as they draped elegantly across her frame. The deep red blouse was bold yet classy, perfectly complementing the shimmering saree. Anaya opted for soft waves in her hair and paired the outfit with minimal jewelry-a pair of diamond earrings and a thin bracelet.

After admiring the final look in the mirror, she picked up her phone and sent a quick message to Shreyas:

Anaya: I'm ready.

Anaya's Saree