Arranged Marriage With The Billionaire

Dylan returned just when Blair was coming down the stairs with her bags. “Let me help you with that,” he offered. She was to tired, so she let him. “What are you carrying in here?” He said as he took the bag from her. “We are only going to be away for a week, not a month.”

“Everything in that bag is very important,” she told him. “And that’s not all, there’s another bag still up in the room.” He shot her a look, but she only laughed, enjoying herself.

“Are you guys leaving already?” Donna asked when she saw Blair, who had just come down from the stairs.

“Yeah,” Blair said giving her a quick hug. “I guess it’s still next week then.”

“Blair, where are you!” Dylan shouted from outside.

“I better go now, before he comes and drags me out himself.”

“You guys have an amazing time!” Donna waved as they drove off.

Blair had her head phones on, listening to one of Erin’s asmr, the one she had specially recommended to Blair. In just the first minute, Blair had to admit that she was feeling more relaxed and even sleepy. Two minutes later she was fast asleep, snoring softly.

That was her position till Dylan finally woke her up. “Blair, get up. We’ve arrived at the airport.” She made a loud snort sound as response and was about to go to sleep, when she felt some cold liquid, running down her face, heading to her ears.

~~~

“You own this place?” Blair asked him as he drove in. Though it had really similar looks with their house back home, Blair still had her mouth wide open. There really was not much different between both houses, she wasn’t surprised since it was owned by the same person, the major difference was the house back home looked more modernized.

Dylan chuckled. “Thank you? The house belonged to my grandfather, he left it for me in his will. I only like it because it’s close to the beach.”

“Oh, I would never go to the beach,” she told him. “I have a big fear of deep waters. The ocean is the worst and most dangerous place on Earth, the ocean and space, but space is far away, so I’ll go with the ocean.”

“What’s so scary about the ocean?”

“What’s not scary about the ocean? It’s like dark and evil and to make matters worse, we haven’t even discovered half of what might be there and… Oh, just the thought of it has my skin breaking out.”

Dylan chuckled. “Calm down, before. you rub off your Thalassophobia on me.” She eyed him, punching his arm playfully and there she froze, Blair realized that she just had a conversation with Dylan with no negativity behind their tones.

Her arms dropped to her sides, she moved to get out of the car. “I’ll get my bags.” She left leaving Dylan staring at the spot she had just been at, also thinking about what had just happened.

“Sure,” he muttered.

~~~

Later that evening, like his mother had instructed, Dylan was to take Blair out for dinner. He kept telling himself he was doing this things for his mother, but he couldn’t help but feel touched at hkw Blair’s face lit up when he had told her about the dinner plans

“Oh wow, this place is beautiful,” Blair complimented as they took their seat. “I sure the food here must be really good and expensive.”

“Or just trash and expensive,” Dylan said. “You think people come here because of the food?” He laughed. “I would rather grab something from the street than this. This,” he waved his index finger round. “Is just for show. Just to feel big, rich, slightly better than anyone else.”

“So, if the food isn’t good then why are we here? Can’t we go grab dinner somewhere else?”

“We can, but we won’t. Just relax and enjoy yourself. It’s not that bad, it’s just not so good, the main aim is for you to get satisfied.”

“I would also like to enjoy it,” Blair muttered as a male waitress approached them. He was young, probably still in college. When he stopped he smiled at Blair first before his eyes moved to Dylan. “Hello,” she greeted sitting up.

“Hi, I would-” He stopped when a watch on his right wrist let out a bleeping sound. “Oh, I’m sorry. I have to go, someone else will be here to take your orders.”

“Bastard,” Blair heard Dylan said when he was gone.

“Hey, calm down, okay? He just said someone else would attend to us. I’m sure it’s not going to-”

“I don’t care who us going to attend to us, did you see the way he was looking at you? Like he wanted to undress you with his eyes. Now, that’s just disrespectful.”

“I don’t have a problem with it.” She shrugged. “Why, are you jealous?”

“You wish.”

Few minutes later, they had another waiter attending to them. “Sorry for the delay,” the waitress said. “I’m ready to take your orders.”

“Oh, I haven’t even gone through the menu yet,” Blair said. “Uh… I’ll need a little time to decide.”

“No problem,” the lady said kindly. “If you are not ready, you can just push the bell whenever you are and I would be right there waiting.” Though she had said that with a smile, Blair couldn’t help but feel guilty, she began to go through the menu, but stopped when she heard Dylan speak.

“I don’t have the time to go through this. I’ll have… How about this,” He leaned forward, “you serve me whatever you think is best, I’ll take anything you bring up.” Blair frowned, as she watched the two. She felt insulted, even if Dylan had no feelings for her, she felt the least he could do was respect her while in public.

The girl looked nervously from Blair to Dylan, probably thinking the same thing. She finally smiled. “Sure, I’ll do just that. What about your sister what will she have?”

Oh, this was getting fun.