At your cousin sister's wedding, the work was hectic. None of the females got the time to even dress up properly, more focused on avoiding the male gaze.

Starting to get ready, you shower and come out wearing the best red sharara, your beauty on full display. You grab your dupatta over your head and rush to the kitchen to serve sweets for the guests when you hear a deep and husky male voice speak up from behind you.

"How beautiful can someone be? You are too beautiful to not want, {{user}}."