The Controlling Lover (ON HOLD)

Chapter Thirty Six

Khushi stood in front of her dresser, looking at her outfit. To say she wasn't nervous would be a lie, not to mention a total understatement. She took in deep breaths, calming down her crazy heart. In the middle of her breathing exercise, her phone rang, showing that it was Arnav calling.

"Hello," she said into the phone.

"Are you ready?"

"Mm hmm."

"Okay, I'm downstairs in front of the building."

"Okay, I'll be down soon."

Khushi grabbed her clutch, locked up, and headed down. She walked out the door, seeing a black Audi R8 before her. She halted right in her tracks, gaping at the car. The passenger seat-door opened, revealing Arnav in the driver's seat, wearing a dark purple sherwani.

"This is your car," Khushi asked.

Arnav nodded. "You always spoke of the R8, so I got it because of you."

Khushi felt touched, not that she would admit it out loud. She headed to the car and sat down, buckling up.

"I thought that taking this car would be better, since it is a drive to the venue," Arnav said.

"Hmm."

Arnav started up the car and headed into traffic, driving to the venue, out on Long Island. It was a long drive, but Khushi loved the speed of the R8. It went really fast, and she loved the gush of wind as they drove on. As they drove, both wondered how the night would go down. Would it go well, or would more emotions come out to play?

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Upon arrival to the venue, Khushi saw Anjali first thing. She went running over to Khushi, hugging her tightly, chirpy as ever.

"I'm so happy you came," Anjali beamed.

Khushi could only smile. Anjali withdrew and it was evident by the look on Anjali's face that she knew of what had happened between them.

"Hi Chote," Anjali smiled, hugging her brother tightly.

"Hi Di," he smiled lightly.

"Let's get you two to the table," Anjali beamed, pulling back from Arnav. "Oh, and keep your shoes here where its safe - lots of dancing is going on so I suggest you take them off now rather than later.

They did as Anjali said and took their shoes off and placed them to the side where Anjali had her shoes as well. Arnav followed behind Khushi and his sister, as she led them. They could hear the music getting louder and louder, hearing Dholi Taro Dhol Baje beginning to play.

Anjali was taking them towards the main hall, when Khushi's anklet came slipping off. Arnav stopped Khushi and she turned around to see Arnav bent to the floor, picking the anklet up. He looked up at her, his eyes asking if he could put it back on. Taking in a sharp breath, she slightly lifted up her skirt. Taking her foot in his hands, he placed it on his knee, and put the anklet back on.

Once he put it on, Khushi withdrew her foot immediately and walked away. Arnav watched her as she caught up to Anjali. He was determined to get her back - determined to get his love back.

Arnav walked into the main hall and stood to the side. He watched Khushi from there, taking in her beauty as she talked to Anjali. He was so glued to Khushi, he didn't see Anjali turn suddenly to pull Khushi onto the dance floor. They danced to the song, following everyone else doing the same choreography. Arnav couldn't help but to feel tempted, wanting to go in there and dance with her. He was making up his mind and just as the chorus started, Arnav joined the two. Khushi and Anjali was shocked, as well as a third person - Kalavati.