Arranged Marriage With The Billionaire

They left the mall and went back to Blair’s apartment.

Sam parked outside while Blair got her bags from the back.

“Thank you, Sam,” Blair said through the window.

“It’s okay, thank you too. I hope we get the time to do this again.” Sam forced a smile.

“Yeah, me too. I gotta go now, bye Sam.” Blair waved as she backed away from the car.

Sam smiled and drove out of the compound.

Blair gave a long sigh and went back into her supposed apartment.

She opened the door and was met with silence. She dropped her bags on the floor beside her couch and slumped on the chair.

Blair checked her phone again and saw that Dylan had still not replied to her message, she sighed and threw her phone on the table.

She got up to make some tea but then she saw the plates that she and Samantha used earlier so she had to wash them first.

While she washed them she felt hands wrap around her. She became tense but then the arms seemed familiar.

She practically twirled to see who the person was, her long hair loosened from its hold on top of her head, falling down her shoulders and to her waist.

“Dylan?!” She breathed, staring into his eyes. His hair was tousled and not in its usually arranged state.

She held his strong arms.

“What are you doing here?! What if Sam saw you?!” She exclaimed.

Dylan kept staring at her, his grip on her waist tightened.

“What? When did you arrive?” She asked him.

Nothing.

“Dylan? Are you-” Blair was cut off immediately.

He smashed his lips onto hers. He kissed her with hunger, the time he was away, he poured it into the kiss. He held her tightly like she was going to escape.

Blair was shocked at first but she quickly got over it, after all, she missed him too.

His hands moved to her backside and he carried her, so her legs wrapped on both sides of his hips. He carried her to the couch and placed her on it so she could sit.

He kissed her softly for another minute before he broke off. Her lips were swollen and plump and he wanted to kiss her again but he stopped himself.

“I fucking missed you, Blair.” He cupped her cheeks.

“I miss you too, Dylan. When did you arrive?” She asked.

“An hour ago. I knew where you and Samantha were. Did you think I’d leave you all alone with her? Never, Blair, I cannot risk that. I had a few security follow you both.” He explained.

Sometimes, Dylan went a little extra just for her sake.

“But what if she followed me back,” I asked.

“I would have been informed that she was following you. And I would leave your apartment immediately. There’s another elevator.” He told her.

“Oh, but it’s still risky, Dylan,” I said.

“You are such a worrier. You forget who I am sometimes but it’s okay. I like that you’re natural with me.” He stroked her arms.

“I’ve missed you, Dylan.” She replied softly.

“I know my love, I’ve missed you like crazy. I wanted to let you know that I was arriving today but I wanted to surprise you too.” He answered.

“And you did exactly that.” She stroked his lips with her finger.

Even if he came the way he did, as long as Samantha did not see him she was alright with it. She missed him and she was glad that he was with her.

Dylan took her hands and kissed her palms.

“I fucking love you, Blair. And I missed you so much, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I almost turned into a crazy man, wanting his wife every single minute.” He confessed.

“Umm-hmm.” Blair laughed, she leaned in and kissed him slowly but Dylan couldn’t get enough so he grabbed her so that he sat in the chair instead and she straddled him.

“You get so fucking beautiful every single day that passes.” He said while he kissed her. Dylan broke the kiss to look into her eyes.

“What?” She smiled.

“I love you.” He answered, his eyes turning soft.

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“Really?” Dylan suddenly felt like playing with her.

“What’s that?” She queried.

“Do you love me like you say you do?” He asked again.

“Hmm, no I don’t.” She answered and climbed off him.

“Wow. So you lied to me?” Dylan feigned hurt.

Blair gave a long sigh.

“I clearly remember that I told you in the past.” She told him.

“Uh, when was that? Because you have been lying to me.” He answered, facing her.

“No, I haven’t.” She said,

“Yes, you have.” He answered.

They kept replying to each other until Dylan burst into a fit of laughter.

“You never agree, do you?” He chuckled.

“Not unless I should.” She grinned.

“Come here.” He muttered and pulled her close to him so that her head rested on his chest.

“Dylan? I did something quite bad today.” Blair said.

Blair felt the need to tell Dylan about what happened at the mall with the shoe shop attendant.

“Really? What is my love? Is anyone hurt or something? Are you okay?” Dylan queried. He cupped her cheeks in his hands checking her face and her body for any visible marks.

“No no. Not like that, stop poking me.” She pushed his forehead backwards.

“Ow. Sorry I was just checking to see that you’re okay.” He complained as he rubbed his head.

Blair sighed and kissed his head.

“I’m physically okay, Dylan. It’s okay. It’s just that I may or may not have thrown money on someone’s face.” She quickly said.

“Woah, slow down. Did you throw money at someone’s face? You? Blair? My wife?” He chuckled in surprise.

It was news to him because he knew his wife and he knew she wouldn’t do something like that. She berated him for it several times. It was probably a misunderstanding, he thought.

“Dylan, would you let me talk?” She groaned, feeling bad for what she did, even though it wasn’t wrong.

“Okay, okay, sorry. You can talk now.” He said and kept his mouth shut.

Blair explained all that happened at the mall. She even told him about her day with Samantha and how she felt about it.

“Hmm. In my opinion, you did nothing wrong.” He replied.

“Why not? Coming from you, I wouldn’t be surprised.” She chuckled.

“Ouch.” Dylan pretended to be pained.

“Anyways, I mean that you weren’t rude or mean to her. You simply bought those shoes because those are the kind of shoes that you wear and you can afford them. She downgraded you because according to her you didn’t look like someone you can afford to buy them. And it was wrong on her part.” He explained.

“Hmm, you think so?” She asked him again.

“I know so, from what you told me. You simply bought those shoes because you liked them and you can afford them and at the same time you proved her wrong. Y’know I’m happy that you did it in front of Samantha. It will remind her that she will never get to your level and that I’m sure, will make her very mad.” He laughed, rubbing circles on her back.

“Thank you, Dylan. I thought I was mean to her but I guess you’re right. She downgraded me and it wasn’t as if I insulted her or spoke to her rudely.” Blair answered.

“Yes. It’s okay, Blair. You know I’ll always be here when you need me.” He kissed her forehead very softly.

“Yeah.” She replied and leaned into him more. Her hands circled his waist and she missed his jaw.

“You, my lady, are getting bolder with each passing day.” He laughed at what she did.

“It’s all your fault.” She answered.

“Really?” He feigned ignorance

“How was your trip? Did you achieve what you wanted?” Blair asked.

“I thought you’d never ask,” Dylan replied.

“Why wouldn’t I? Is that how bad you think I am?” She asked, her palms on her chest expressing fake shock.

“Yes. You are mean to me.” Dylan replied with a smile.

Blair sighed and tickled him. Dylan screamed in shock because he wasn’t expecting it. But in no time he switched and tickled her back.

“S-s-stop, I-I’m s-s-sorry.” Blair laughed and coughed at the same time.

“You had this coming, Blair. You are so stubborn, you shouldn’t have fought me.” He stopped tickling her and just held her.

Blair gave him a death glare.

“I hate you, can’t you ever let me off the hook?” She pushed him away but he didn’t budge.

“Really? I should let you off the hook? And where would that lead me?” Dylan chuckled.

“Fuck you.” She answered.

“Oh yes, I would gladly fuck you. I’m ready to fuck your life off right now.” He whispered in her ears.

Blair shivered at the tone he used.

“Get away from me, you creep.” She pushed him slightly and he laughed.

“My trip was cool, by the way. I achieved what I wanted and the company is where it should, it’s moving forward.” He explained.

“That’s good to hear. I’m happy for you and for the efforts you put out there every single day.” Blair complimented.

“Thank you, my love,” Dylan said.

“Yeah, it’s okay. Y’know for a billionaire, you are quite hard working. I thought your father made all the money and you just spent it. I didn’t know you work so hard for the company. I’m sorry about all the bad impressions I had of you.” She apologized.

“No, no, as you used to say, people will see you how you want to be seen. I was the one who made myself look a certain way to others, so it’s my fault y’know.” He answered, rubbing her arms with his thumb.

“But it doesn’t mean that people should judge you based on what they see. There’s more to every person other than what you see or hear. I’m happy and thankful that I got to know you. That I got to see your scars, your worries, and every other humane thing that makes you up.” She held his face with both hands.

Dylan’s heart melted. For this woman in front of him, he felt the love radiating from her. He knew that everything she felt towards him was genuine and not false. To Dylan, Blair was irreplaceable. She had no replica, no woman was like her. None that he met in the past and even in the present he didn’t think he would meet anyone like her.

She was worth everything to him and he loved her beyond the description of words. They couldn’t describe how much his love for Blair was worth. She was the best he ever had.

He held her face and stroked her cheeks with his fingers.

“You don’t know how I feel when I hear those words from you. I love you more every single day, Blair. What have you done to me?” He smiled.

“I may or may not have put a few drops of dragon spit in your food.” She chuckled, her hands covering her mouth.