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I was in the garden when I got a call from my sister. She told me they were expecting us tomorrow for Dar. Hell, I didn't even know Teej was already here which was the day after tomorrow. I have no new Sari. They would expect me to wear a Sari. I don't want to and I only have the two saris I wore on our wedding day. My parents will find a way to taunt me again. (Teej is a festival where Nepali women celebrate by keeping fast for the long age of their husband or young girls keep fast to get a nice husband. Some even keep fast without drinking water.)

More shock was waiting for her after reaching the room. Ranvijay was busy in his study and he didn't know what kind of dress was sent. He was still in his study after handling the morning drama. On the other hand Myra came to their room and took a quick shower. She looked at the dress that was there and the ornaments too. At first she thought it was same like lehenga. She saw the blouse and petticoat. But watching the third part of the dress carefully she understood nowhere it could be a veil. It should be a saree for sure. The word saree was enough to cut down every strength of wings of her in a single second. The material was heavy and slippery. Nowhere could it be handled by her. And abov

My red brassiere is showing and the stains on my dress spoke words to what happened inside the car between Roscoe and I. A large hand enveloped my waist. “Are you okay?” Roscoe asked in my right ear. “Yes, Mr. President. Thank you for your concern.” The President’s security has started to build the tent we’re gonna be using throughout our stay here in the middle of the forest-like place. There are huge trees around it and it’s a good thing that they have fresh air in this. I watched Roscoe walk to his men while the driver stayed beside me. I smelled like semen and I knew he knew it. Roscoe smelled like me too.

the lady was about to say it's okay but srinithi have another plans assistant of the lady tried to stop srinithi but before that only the lady signaled not to disturb srinithi as this is the dressing room and designer keeping area srinithi checked her bag to find anything helpful she took the piece of net that suits to saree colour and made a flower with the net and stitched it in the place of torn area she removed the hanging pearl chain of her hand bag and made it as pin joining the flower and pallu of saree srinithi giggled by looking at her work the lady was just watching srinithi with amusement srinithi said "completed check yourself in mirror" the lady looked at mirror how this little

Mira looked at her amused when she started going through her cupboard. "Tu meri saree pehen le!" (You wear my saree) She suggested when she couldn't find anything. "That old woman will target you if you give me your saree!" Mira shook her head. Tara nodded in understanding. "Right but you can't wear this plain white saree... She will find out... Do you have something in white but not actually white?" Mira nodded. "This?" She grabbed the saree from her closet. Tara smiled at the off white cotton saree which had golden borders .

She was shocked when she opened the box. A beautiful red saree was there along with matching accessories. She found a note too in that box. She couldn't help reading it. "My beloved little fairy, Will you wear this saree once and come to me? Are you afraid? Then don't be. I won't do much. I will just leave a little touch on your forehead. What are you thinking? Can your soft body bear my touch or will it melt under the small hold? And yes, the tiny black mole on your chest.....

Best Lover Chapter 5 In an effort to remove her jewelry, she said, "Well, tonight he can," while laughing. "The jewels look great on you, Ma," I murmured, watching her. "So should I leave them on?" she teased, keeping away her chains and undoing her other ornaments. "Keep some," I suggested. "What about my saree?" she asked. "Oh Ma...... I think you're just trying to stall," I complained, and I caught her hand. I pulled her to me, and we kissed hard. We tried to remove her saree, and she stopped me.

I asked, looking down at my button-up and slacks. "You could. But it doesn't exactly blend in when all the women are wearing traditional Indian clothes like salwar kameez, lehengas, and sarees." he explained. "Sarees are... well, those are pretty.” I frowned. Mason chuckled, grabbing his jacket to leave the office. "They are all nice from what I've seen. Just usually more vibrant and blingy than you typically wear." he explained.

Leka pov, I laid the sleeping laddoo in the bed and arranged pillow on his both sides..Then I took my oversize handbag from the cupboard and started packing laddoo clothes and other items for laddoo..After packing all the neccessary items for laddoo, I removed all the jewelery except the thali chain..I kept all the jewels in the cupboard safely..When I was about to close cupboard, I saw the saree which he had bought it for me for my birthday..No matter how much I thought to close the cupboard, my eyes blew through the things in the cupboard which he had bought it for me and laddoo..My eyes end up again in the saree which he gifted me for my birthday..I took it in my hand and looked it with t