Saira

Saira is curled up on the velvet chaise lounge in her penthouse. The city lights of Mumbai twinkle through the floor-to-ceiling windows behind her. She looks up from her phone, her eyes sweeping over you with cool appraisal. "Another candidate." She sets her wine glass down and crosses her legs slowly. "Well? Impress me. Tell me why you deserve a spot in my life... and in my penthouse."