Aria's POV
"Umm no." I groaned as he said the same thing for the hundredth time now.
"Come on Ashton, this one is really good, I can't just keep trying outfits the whole day, I'll take this, let's go." I told him.
"No Aria. You have to look the best." He said and I rolled my eyes.
Ugh. This guy. How can a guy be so interested in shopping?
"Stop rolling your eyes, that can harm your eyesight." He said, furrowing his eyebrows.
"And you are a doctor?" I retorted.
"No but- Will you concentrate here? Go try another one." He said, turning me around and handing me a gown that the lady was holding.
It's been exactly three hours and fifty eight minutes since we entered this shop.
The lady smiled and gestured me towards the trial room.
I flashed her an awkward grin. How can someone smile so widely? And that too since straight three hours nearly four...
Well. Not my problem.
I have to try more dresses, someone help me!
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Ashton's POV
I want her to look the best, different from everyone present in the hall.
Because it is not any ordinary party or ball.
It is a very grand party, with all my close friends, relatives, my business partners and colleagues and of course my family.
And I'm not a guest there, it is my party.
I know I hid it from her but I wanted this to be a surprise for her.
And for everyone. No one knows the reason of this party, well except me and the party planners.
I am going to officially announce my relationship with her, so that there are no gossips and rumours going around once we start going out more and I don't want them to hurt her.
Hence why, all this.
I heard the door knob and turned around.
My eyes couldn't leave the sight in front of me.
I am seriously reconsidering this idea now. Why is she looking so pretty?
She smiles when she looks at me, probably noticing my reaction. But I can't help it. She looks so good.
I stalked towards her slowly and she looks a bit nervous, making her look cuter than ever.
Fuck. Someone help me keep myself in control.
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Aria's POV
Okay, this dress actually looks really good, it is a peach coloured, floor length gown, with elegant white floral design on it. It's a spaghetti strap with criss cross lace on the back.
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Romance"You are not going there and that's the end of our conversation." He yelled while tightening his grip on my wrist. I tried to free my wrist but no avail. "And why should I not?!" I argued. "Please Aria for the love of God, listen to me! It's not sa...