Third Person's POV
"What?" Arnav screamed as he heard Ovi's demand.
"What?" Ovi asked back casually.
"Are you serious?" He asked again.
"Yeah, get ready, otherwise, I will ho alone," She threatened him and plummet her head into her bag, as she was searching for the clothes.
"I mean, are you seriously want to go to the club?" Arnav asked in disbelief. He is shocked because he had never seen her going to the club. She hates alcohol, smoke and especially sluty women who lure men and show off their bodies.
"Are you coming or not?" She snapped as he nodded in agreed with her.
She got ready wearing a knee-length dress. It was peach coloured and showing off her half of the legs. The upper dress was showing a little glimpse of her melons. She kept the nuptial chain around her neck and also
