Arranged Marriage With The Billionaire

A surge of laughter escaped her lips. She could not control it. She laughed until she was almost out of breath.

“You are delusional. Please listen to yourself, you ruin my life and I come to you. What is your basis? You have no scruples, Richard.” She pointed out.

It seemed to Blair that Richard was stupid and dumb at the same time. And whatever Samantha fed him must have made him even more stupid.

Love did not work that way. He lived like he knew absolutely nothing at all. It was like she spoke to a brick wall.

“You come to me because only I can save you, think about that.” He snapped.

His blood boiled to the maximum. It seemed like Richard didn’t like the way Blair ridiculed him. He wanted to make her pay.

“You sound even more absurd than you did a few seconds ago. Why would I ever want to go to you? You know what I’m done here.” She protested.

She concluded that Richard just wanted to get her annoyed. Everything he said made absolutely no sense.

He was serious. Blair was his reward after everything, he planned to take her but it wasn’t feasible. She would never want to be with him, it would be against her will.

Blair got up from her chair. She couldn’t take the foolish things he said. She was disgusted.

“Do not forget our agreement, Blair.” He stopped her. His voice calmed a bit but there was an edge to it, a sharp edge.

“I made our talk fun, do not think that I’ll sit back and watch you do what you want. Five days.” He continued. He had his stupid sick smile on his face.

“Fuck you.” She seethed.

She dropped a few dollar bills on the table and stormed out of the restaurant.

She walked a little further away from the restaurant before getting into the same taxi that she used. Blair fumed in anger but she had to calm herself.

Five days? She asked herself. She wondered if Dylan heard everything.

The drive back took longer because there was traffic. She looked back many times to make sure he wasn’t following her.

Blair already disconnected the wire. She had it on, the whole time in the restaurant and Richard didn’t suspect it. Her phone rang, it was inside her bag and she took it out. She checked the caller ID and saw that it was Dylan.

“Blair?” He called.

“Dylan.” She answered as she rubbed her head.

“Are you okay?” He asked. Dylan tried to be cautious.

“Yeah sure.” She lied.

“That was good, I liked how you handled the situation.” He admitted.

“Thanks, Dylan.” She answered.

“The taxi will take you straight home, we had to wait to make sure he wasn’t following you.” He said.

“And he’s not?” She wanted to be sure.

“No, he’s not.” He replied.

“I’ll see you at home then. Bye.” She said, tears threatened to fall but she held them.

“I love you.” He said before he hung up.

Blair sighed. Car horns and traffic lights interrupted her thoughts. She just wanted to close her eyes and sleep. She didn’t even want to think anymore, she wanted her mind to be blank. But she knew it would never be.

The whole talk with Richard replayed. She still blamed herself for being in love with the man at a point in her life, she was revolted.

The talk with Richard did not sit well with Blair.

She felt that his terms and conditions were a distraction from something else.

Blair got home 15 minutes after she spoke to Dylan. He wasn’t home yet, it was just her.

She was welcomed by total silence and thick darkness. The house was still, no sound. Just silence.

Blair turned on the chandelier switch and a bright light suddenly engulfed the darkness, it swallowed it up like it was never there.

She went into the kitchen to have a glass of water before she climbed the long stairs to their bedroom.

Blair opened the door slowly. Another form of darkness greeted her. But it wasn’t so dark because the moon shone into the room.

She didn’t bother turning on the lights as she only wanted to sleep. She undressed and wore her nightdress.

And then she cleaned her makeup off and removed her jewellery. Thankfully she didn’t use too much of both so it wasn’t hard when she took them off.

Blair climbed into bed and laid down, she faced the ceiling. She didn’t want to call Dylan in case he was busy.

Her mind took her back to the time she got married. The reactions she got when she announced that she was getting married. She didn’t want to get married then, especially because it was with a total stranger.

It was funny how they grew from strangers to lovers. Who would have thought? Dylan fell for her and she fell for him as well.

And then the thought of divorcing him made her the saddest person on earth. But then the pictures, she did not want his name to be dragged, to be stained.

Blair did not want her husband to suffer for something that wasn’t his fault. It would break his heart, she thought.

The fact that Dylan wanted to marry her again crossed her mind. She did not think that he would want that and now she knew it wouldn’t happen.

She fell asleep after much tossing and turning and thinking.

~~~~~

Dylan heard everything that Richard and Blair discussed. And of course, Blair knew. It was Richard who didn’t know.

He was oblivious to the fact that he was being recorded.

“Wow!” The detective exclaimed.

“He is something I know. The damn bastard.” Dylan cursed.

It was the end of the recording and Bair just left the restaurant.

The beard every single thing that was said inside.

“I wish we gave Blair a bug to plant some, here on him so that we can track his ass.” The detective said.

“True. Is there any chance that this recording might be enough?” Dylan asked.

“I’m not sure Dylan. In this case, we need something from Samantha’s end too, so it’s not.” He confessed.

Dylan sighed. He wished they would get this over with soon enough.

At first, it was funny to Dylan, his remarks, the way he spoke to his wife. On many occasions, he wanted to beat up the man and had wanted to punch him.

Dylan had a feeling that he had something else planned. His gut feeling was seldom wrong. It was the one trait that he possessed and used to grow his company.

He knew some people that had something to do with Richard in the past and even now. He considered using it to his advantage even though he was aware of the risks.

As he drove home, he fought the whole battle in his head. One thing he knew was that he could not divorce her.

When Dylan got home the living room was covered in thick darkness. He turned on the lights and everything was just as they left it.

He went up the stairs and entered the room. It was dark but he could still see his wife’s sleeping form on the bed.

Dylan walked into the bathroom, he hoped to find a solution as fast as possible. Richard gave them an ultimatum of five days.

He then remembered that they had dinner the next day with his godmother and her family. He reached for the towel on the rack and wrapped it around him.

He got out and cleaned his body and got dressed for the night.

Dylan slid into bed beside his wife. He didn’t know whether to cuddle her or to just leave her alone. He knew that she did not like the outcome of the meeting with Richard.

He decided to cuddle her because he missed her and because he wanted her to feel safe.

Dylan held her from behind and drew circles around her belly, she squirmed into him. He buried his nose in her back and inhaled her decent deeply.

Her scent filled his senses, he drifted to sleep.

The next day, he woke up and did not see his wife beside him.

“Blair?” He called.

No response.

He got up from the bed and stretched his body, he felt better than before.

Sunlight from the window bathed the room and made it brighter. Blair must have opened these, he thought.

He walked slowly into their bathroom.

It was a very large bathroom, it had a jacuzzi and a shower stall and a normal bathtub. It had cabinets and a counter.

It also had stairs leading to the Jacuzzi. The sun shone towards it and he saw that there was water inside.

That can’t be, he thought to himself. He was sure that he turned off the water and drained the tub after his bath.

When Dylan got closer he knew that someone was inside.

“Blair? Is that you?” He called, scared.

She did not respond and he quickly rushed to the tub. Blair was inside the tub, her whole body was inside the water except her face. It faced the ceiling as if she was getting ready to go in.

“Blair!” He screamed and pulled her up to face him.

Blair opened her eyes slowly, they were red. He carried her out of the tub and placed her on their bathroom stool. He quickly got a towel and began drying her body.

It seemed like she had been there for a long time because her skin was pudgy.

“Blair, what? What were you trying to do?” He asked her, he was scared to death.

“Nothing Dylan, I wanted to take a shower and I fell asleep inside the tub.” She explained, she shivered.

“You fell asleep inside the tub? Blair you could have drowned! Why? Talk to me.” Dylan spoke calmly.

“I-i-i don’t know. I’m sorry, I just fell asleep. I didn’t know what I was doing.” She told him, tears fell from her eyes

“Hey hey hey. It’s okay, come on it’s okay. I was just worried, I thought you’d be in the kitchen. I didn’t know you’d be here, I’m just glad I found you on time.” He hugged her tightly.

“Please don’t leave me, Dylan. Please.” She begged him.

“Never baby, I will never leave you. Okay? I’m here, forever, no one is separating us.” He assured her as he stared into her tear-filled eyes.

She hugged him back, her wet body stained his.

Dylan carried her into the room, he took out a sweater and put it on her.

“I’ll go make you a glass of milk. I’ll be right back okay?” He told her.

Dylan ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. He warmed up some milk for her. Then he poured it in a glass and took it to Blair. He sat down beside her on the bed.

“Thank you, Dylan.” She said, Blair, drank the whole glass in two gulps. Dylan watched her.

“There. How do you feel now?” He asked her.

“I’m okay. Thank you, Dylan.” She responded, she tried to smile but it could only come out faintly.

“It’s alright love, you should rest.” Dylan put her to bed gently. He stroked her cheeks and she smiled.

“That’s the smile I wanna see always.” He grinned.

“I love you, Dylan. We’re gonna get through this right?” She asked, her eyes were full of hope.

“Yes, my love. We will get through this together.” He assured her and kissed her forehead.

“Now you should sleep. I’ll be in the office and I’ll also come to check up on you but you can call me if you need me anytime soon. Alright?” He told her.

“Hmmm.” she hummed. Her eyes closed bit by bit, Dylan chuckled.

He picked up the cup and tray and left the room. He threw them in the kitchen sink and made some tea for himself. He then strolled to his office while he sipped his tea.

Dylan thought of ordering some food later so that Blair would have something to eat when she wakes up.

He sat behind his desk and went through some of the emails that he received that morning.

His phone vibrated. He checked it and saw a message from his best friend.

‘Dylan look what I found.’

It read.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

The message was followed by pictures of Richard and Samantha in the same restaurant where he invited Blair.

Dylan called him immediately.

“Dylan. Did you get my message?” His friend asked.

“Yeah, I did. How did you find those pictures?” Dylan asked him, he was there with detective Jones throughout and he didn’t see her. It was probably when they left.

“After you told me of the situation I drove there from the office and that’s when I saw them there together. Luckily I was with my camera so I just took pictures.” He explained.

“I see. Thank you, I’ll send them to the detective.” Dylan said.

“Okay, man. You’ll be coming for dinner tomorrow right?” His friend asked.

“Yeah, I will, with Blair.” He said.

“Alright then, I’ll see you, man.” He replied.

“Sure, bye.” Dylan dropped the call.

He analyzed the pictures before sending them to the detective. Those pictures might not be able to prove that they worked together but the recording could back it up. He thought.

Dylan wished with all his heart that everything would end soon. He saw how it affected Blair and he knew she lied about the tub.

The Blair that he knew would not fall asleep in a tub. She wanted to drown and if she had then he would never forgive himself. And the people who wanted to make their lives miserable.

He would forget his morals and find justice on his terms, that’s what he planned to do.

Dylan got frustrated each time they would hit a brick wall. He wanted everything to end as soon as possible.

He thought of ways to make it faster. He thought of using the connections he had to blow everything away once and for all.