The Controlling Lover (ON HOLD)

Chapter Fifty Eight

It had been hours that Arnav had been gone. Khushi began to wonder where he was, when the hotel line rang.

She picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Good afternoon Ma'am. Sir has sent the car for you."

"The car?"

"Yes, it is waiting for you now to take you."

"Take me where?"

"That I do not know, he did not say."

"Oh... okay, thank you, I'll be down in a few."

"Yes Ma'am," and they hung up.

Khushi was confused. "Car? For what? Where am I going?"

Still very confused, Khushi wore another one of her rompers and headed down. One of the workers led her to the Audi and she got in. When the car pulled away, Khushi looked at the driver.

"Where are we going?"

"Mr. Raizada wishes for me to not to tell you."

Khushi's eyebrows met in the middle. "What the?"

The driver chuckled. "He said you'd say that."

Khushi frowned. What the? What is Arnav up to?

Khushi watched the city around her as they moved through it. Soon enough they arrived to their destination, a very posh store that clearly carried designer brands.

Expensive designer brands.

The driver held the door open for her and Khushi stepped out. Three ladies who were standing outside stepped forward.

"Welcome Ms. Gupta. Please, come this way," one of the ladies said.

Khushi, confused as she was, followed behind them. As she entered the store, Khushi saw numerous designer dresses throughout the store, as well as accessories.

"Mr. Raizada has asked us to help you pick out a dress," the woman said to her.

"A dress? Why would I need a dress?"

"He did not say. He just asked us to help you pick out something. He's already made a few selections himself and wants us to show them to you as well."

"He made selections?" What the? What is he up to?

As odd and confusing as Khushi found it all to be, Khushi looked at the dresses. She found quite a few that she liked, and the ladies held them for her as she chose more. Once she had gone through it all, the ladies took her into a big fitting room, walled with mirrors.

"Um, of the dresses I chose, could you separate the ones he had selected so I can see what he chose and how many I chose."

The ladies nodded and created two separate piles. Most of the dresses Khushi chose were ones that Arnav liked.

"Okay, I'll start trying them on now."