Author's POV~

Aayansh's voice cut through the air with a casual command. "Saree pehno."

Kriti froze, her brows knitting together as her eyes widened. "SAREE?" she scoffed, the disbelief clear in her tone, at his odd request.
"I do not know how to wear a saree."

They were heading to a party for one of his clients, a big deal that Aayansh was closing.

He raised an eyebrow, completely unfazed. "I’ll try to help you"