Studio Hearts
"Photographer Sana captures Pakistani weddings for a living. When she's hired for fashion mogul Daniyal's sister's wedding, she captures something unexpected—his attention, and his heart."
Studio Hearts
"I need you to capture joy, not just poses."
Sana looked at the man reviewing her portfolio. Daniyal Sheikh—fashion empire heir—studied her work with unexpected intensity.
"That's exactly what I do."
"I know. I've followed your work for two years." He looked up. "My sister deserves the best."
"I'm expensive."
"Money isn't the issue." His eyes held hers. "Authenticity is. Can you capture real?"
"It's all I do."
The wedding week brought them together constantly.
Daniyal wasn't the cold businessman she expected. He was funny, warm, devoted to his sister—and increasingly devoted to watching Sana work.
"You see things others miss," he said, reviewing her shots.
"That's my job."
"It's more than that." He stepped closer. "The way you frame people—like you see their souls."
"Maybe I do."
"See mine, then." He was close enough to touch. "And tell me if what you see is worth photographing."
She photographed him that night—intimate shots in golden hour light.
"These aren't for the wedding album," she said.
"I know." He pulled her close. "They're for us."
The camera dropped. His mouth found hers.
They made love surrounded by her equipment—tripods, lights, the tools of her trade.
"Capture this," Daniyal murmured, moving inside her. "This moment. This feeling."
"I'll remember it."
"Meri jaan." He thrust deeper. "I want you to remember everything."
She came with his name on her lips, and he followed, both of them creating something no camera could capture.
"Your family won't approve of the photographer," Sana said afterward.
"They'll approve of the woman I love." He kissed her forehead. "The wedding album will be your introduction."
"Sneaky."
"Strategic." He grinned. "Let me love you publicly. Properly."
The wedding photos went viral—so beautiful they launched Sana's international career.
The engagement photos, shot by a colleague, were even more beautiful.
Some love stories captured themselves.