A beautiful story of Natasha and David.
Where they become Enemies-to-Lovers... from hating each other to the core.. to loving each other and protecting from their past...
What do you think will they become one?
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Vihaan looks dashing and confident in his traditional ensemble, perfectly embodying a mix of sophistication and effortless charm. His outfit features a rich, navy-blue sherwani with intricate embroidery that showcases a blend of floral and geometric patterns.
Vihaan's well-groomed appearance, complemented by his confident smile and neatly styled hair, elevates his look further. He exuded a sense of effortless charm, his confident stride and boyish smile lighting up the space.
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Beside him, Saanya walked gracefully, her pastel-toned sharara outfit, exuding grace and charm. Her ensemble features a fitted spaghetti-strap peplum-style kurti adorned with intricate shimmering patterns, giving it a delicate yet luxurious appearance.
Saanya's long, wavy hair cascades naturally down her shoulders, adding a touch of softness to her glamorous appearance.
For a moment, there was stunned silence as everyone took in their appearances.
Natasha’s face lit up with excitement. “Oh my god, Indian outfits!” she gushed, moving closer to inspect every detail. “The embroidery, the colors, the textures—it’s all so stunning!”
Jeanne and Ash were equally mesmerized, their eyes following the delicate artistry of the sharara and the regal touch of Vihaan’s kurta.
“How do you guys pull this off so effortlessly?” Jeanne asked, clearly awestruck.
Meanwhile, the guys couldn’t help but get lost in their partners. David’s gaze lingered on Natasha, a soft smile curving his lips as he watched her enthusiasm. Darren was laughing quietly, utterly charmed by Ash’s wide-eyed wonder. And Shawn—he wasn’t even trying to hide the way he was staring at Jeanne with a look of pure adoration.
Victor and Louis, standing slightly apart, exchanged knowing glances as they observed the scene.
“Look at Shawn,” Victor murmured, smirking. “Completely smitten. If he stares any longer, he might combust.”
Louis chuckled. “And David? He’s about two seconds away from proposing to Natasha with how lovesick he looks.”
“And Darren,” Victor added, shaking his head. “Giggling like a schoolboy. Pathetic.”
