After looking at my reflection again for the millionth time, I decided to rest. It wasn't an exaggeration in the story about how beautiful the villianess looked. I guess I kinda became obsessed with the look. The morning went all by myself dressing in different sarees and jwellery.
I think I can live a life with all these aesthetics *she* have... I don't believe a shit about love, ishq... All I care is Money!!!
I was just about rest. Someone again barged into the room. I swear myself, I am really annoyed , this room has seriously has strong doors. Everytime whoever comes doesn't have a minimum courtesy to knock and just enters however they like. I can't even have a tiny amount of privacy... Whenever I feel like I have, a dasi comes and says "Sahiba, kuch chahiye? ".. Yeah I need my *me* time back...
Back to present, when I looked at the person, she looked gorgeous just like an apsara from heaven. I seriously blinked my eyes couple of times to see if I am not dreaming. Her lehenga literally covered the whole floor. Her jwellery and makeup made her even more heavenly. I seriously need goggles to see her.
I was just drooling over her dress and jwellery, she spoke at once "Didi, Are you ok? Did you recover from the fall? ". Kaun didi? Kiska didi? It took me a long time, then it hit to my mind that she is the leila, the female lead of the story.
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