Arranged Marriage With The Billionaire

“Ok. I’m going to rest my head now. I am tired of today.” He let her go this time, she needed the rest, they both did.

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Dylan couldn’t sleep that night. For some strange reason he didn’t feel he was allowed to sleep. He wanted to do something nice, to make it up to Blair. But he had no idea in mind and he knew Blair was not the kind of girl who fell for material items, but he didn’t know what else to do. He had gotten up early in the morning to go prepare breakfast for her. He had gotten to the kitchen, excited till he remembered he didn’t know one thing about cooking. Growing up in a rich home, Dylan only stepped his feet in the kitchen to eat food, never to make them. So instead he had to order breakfast, he decided he would just lie to Blair that he was the one who cooked it and that’s exactly what he had done.

“Hi, I actually prepared breakfast,” he said as she came down that morning.

“Uh… You prepared breakfast.” She walked slowly to the table where the food was set out already. “You prepared all this yourself?”

“Yeah… and no, this is not to make up for all the times I have wronged you, but I guess I better start with the littlest things right. I just wanted you to know I’m serious.”

She giggled. “Little? This is too much Dylan, we’re just two here. There is no way…” Her voice faded off as she reached to grab a slice of bacon. After taking one bite, Blair was thrown in shock. “Did you say you cooked this?”

“Yes,” he lied with a proud smile. “All of it… you like it?”

“I love it.” She nodded as she reached for another, looking at him. “If I say I’m still angry at you, does this mean you’ll prepare breakfast for me everyday? Because it that…” Blair dropped the bacon as her eyes landed on something sticking out from the wastebin. “Dylan, you bought this food.”

“What? How did you know?”

“I suspected when I saw the empty boxes, but now you just confirmed it.”Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Ok fine, you caught me. I honestly don’t know how to boil egg right, or how the kitchen operates. I was going to try, but then I don’t want to cause fire problems…” He scratched the back of his head nervously. “You enjoy the food right?”

Blair nodded, biting her lower lips hard to stop the laughter already bubbling down her throat. She has never seen Dylan that way and she couldn’t deny that she was surprised. He looked exactly and at the same time nothing like the hard man who always shut her down, this was a version she didn’t know existed. “Yes, I enjoy the food. Thank you, I really appreciate… Aren’t you going to come eat, you aren’t expecting me to finish this right?”

“You sure you want me to join you?”

“Sure.” She laughed. “You better come dig in before I change my mind.”

Samantha finally returned, and the first person she had called was Blair. She wasn’t yet comfortable in coming to see Blair in her house, so instead they had both met at a coffee shop to talk. “It’s been like forever Samantha,” Blair said as they took their sit. “I can’t even remember the last time we sat on the same table to drink and talk… It was just few months ago, but it felt like years.”

“I have missed you too!” She said. “I’m glad I’m back also. I was getting scared at first, thinking that they would want to retain me.”

“It’s not like I wouldn’t be happy for you because those people do pay you well, but then I’m really happy that you’re back.”

“Tell me everything? Did you win a lottery or something, you look really excited for this.

“I wish.” Blair sighed. “And I don’t have anything to say. I’m just happy that’s all. Things have been going great in my life recently, I don’t think I’ve felt this happy for a long time and I’m just happy for this moment.”

“Awww, I’m happy for you. This must mean Dylan has finally stopped troubling you, or did you finally break his head with a baseball bat.” Blair laughed at that, she remembered saying those exact words to Samantha about Dylan. “Did you finally kill him.”

“No, actually he is one of the reasons I’m this happy, he’s been really sweet lately.”

“So, he’s been sweet lately?” Samantha found it hard to believe her ears, few days ago when she had spoken to Blair, Samantha knew she had to return before Blair sounded like she was on the edge of losing it all. “Like, he’s changed? Or he is… Pretending?”