Arranged Marriage With The Billionaire

Dylan was sceptical because of Blair.

He didn’t want to make mistakes that would affect her. So he decided to think carefully, to take his time.

He already opted to use connections but he had not decided whom.

His phone rang this time and it was his father. He decided that he would pick up. His father. That was the connection, he thought.

“Hello, father.” He greeted the older man.

“Dylan. You haven’t been taking my calls. What’s this news I hear about the company? Are you slacking off now?” The man asked with his thick voice.

“I’m sorry dad. I’ve just been busy and I am not slacking off. I’m trying to fix the problem.” He explained and rubbed his head.

“Okay. Aside from that, what is the issue with Blair? Don’t think I don’t know what’s going on and don’t you lie to me, young man.” His father warned.

Dylan was caught between telling him and helping Blair on his own, the right way. He knew his father and he knew that he would not help them in the right way. And that was not how Blair wanted it.

“Uhh I have it under control dad.” Dylan told him.

“Really? You do? Then why did I find out? You couldn’t even keep it a secret.” He snapped.

Dylan started to get angry.

“If you have it under control then fix the problem Dylan or do you want me to step in? I will gladly help out and you know that.” His father reminded him and his voice was surprisingly calm.

“There is no need for you to be involved in it. I will take care of it.” His father often frustrated him and he got accustomed to it but now he didn’t need it.

“I will be watching you, Dylan. Our name shouldn’t be dragged in the mud because of some silly mistake.” Mr Lancaster retorted.

“I have work to do, father. I have to go now.” Dylan told him.

“Okay. I hope you heard what I just said?” His father asked him.

“Yes, I heard you,” Dylan answered.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Bye.” His father dropped the call.

Dylan sighed and rubbed his eyes. He held his hair by the sides and pulled it.

Everything just seemed to be going wrong. He was tired.

He called his office and they updated him on the recent events and everything that they have worked on so far.

Dylan also had a virtual meeting with the board, they discussed the situation that his father complained about.

They wanted to send a few people to Spain to carry out the project and to correct the things that went wrong.

Dylan finally felt like he made progress at the company. Very soon it would all be sorted out, he thought.

The only problem was Samantha and Richard. They gave him a headache, one that he wants to terminate.

He decided that if nothing changes in a day or two, he would do things his way. And they would surely regret their actions.

He heard a soft knock on the door.

“Come in.” He answered.

“Dylan?” Blair called.

“Yes, honey.” He answered her.

She wore nothing but his sweater which stopped at her mid-thigh. Blair walked slowly and sat on the couch by the side of the room.

Dylan got up from his chair and went over to her.

“Are you okay?” He asked her as he sat beside her.

“Yeah, I’m okay.” She responded.

“What would you like to eat?” Dylan asked again. He moved the stray hair from her face.

“Anything Dylan, it’s fine.” She answered.

“How about I order from my godmother’s restaurant?” He asked her.

“Alright, Dylan.” She replied.

Dylan called the restaurant and ordered the food. It had a food battle with the person he was talking to, Dylan thought he couldn’t pronounce a particular dish properly.

Blair laughed softly and Dylan laughed back.

“I wish this will end soon.” She confessed.

“Me too. I just want us to be happy Blair. I don’t care what I have to do to make it happen, I just want it to end.” He told her.

“Yes, Dylan. I miss you, another reason this has to end.” She said and he chuckled.

“I miss you too. The food will arrive soon.” He pecked her lips.

“Hmm, not like that Dylan.” She pulled his neck and she pressed her lips to his.

He did not expect that from her but he kissed her back as well. He pulled her to his lap and crossed her legs so that she straddled him.

He slipped his hands into the sweater and ran it through her bare body.

“Hmmm.” Blair moaned.

She knew Dylan did not mean to neglect her needs all this while. They had both been busy and it was only right to wait for the perfect time.

Dylan massaged her breasts and she moaned aloud. He became hard during their rendezvous.

He flipped her so that she laid on her back, he removed the sweater and kissed her again. His lips trailed from her lips to her neck then to her breasts.

He took the right nipple in his mouth and sucked and then the left.

Blair moaned. She could only do this with Dylan and she was content. Never had she been pleasured by someone else like she had with him.

She held his hair while he worked his way to her thighs, he kissed her there lightly. He then unzipped his pants and let out his big man, he was hard.

Dylan kissed her again and entered her.

“Argh!” She screamed and moaned at the same time.

“Yes baby, fuck!” Dylan moaned, he thrust fast and hard until her legs shook.

“Hmm.” She moaned again. Soft gasps escaped her lips.

Her moans nearly drove Dylan mad, it motivated him, made him want to continue till they won’t remember their names.

“I love you, Blair.” He placed his head on hers.

“I love you.” Blair responded.

Dylan shivered and pulled out of her. It was the best home office sex he ever had.

He got up from the couch and got dressed properly.

“Would you like to wash up?” He asked her.

“No, I’m fine.” She answered and put on her sweater.

“Okay. I think the food is here, I’ll go bring it inside.” He said.

“I’ll come with you.” She said and followed him out the door.

Was that all? She thought. He didn’t say anything serious to her. He just left, maybe he didn’t feel like talking to her. He didn’t say anything about how she did and if she enjoyed it or just small talk about it.

Blair didn’t want to think negatively or in a way that would make her sad or angry. So she decided to let it go.

They silently walked down the flight of stairs.

“I will be in the kitchen Dylan.” She told him before going.

“Alright.” He answered.

The doorbell rang and he went over to check. It was the delivery man from the restaurant.

“Good day sir. These are your orders sir, please can you sign here?” The boy said.

Dylan signed and collected the package.

“Thank you,” Dylan said to him before he left.

Dylan took the bags to the kitchen, Blair was there.

She quickly rushed over to help him carry the bags.

“Thank you.” He said.

“It’s okay.” She responded.

They ate their food slowly. Blair could tell that something bothered him but she didn’t know what to say, didn’t know what to ask.

“You’re not eating Blair.” He noticed when he looked up at her.

“Oh uh, I am.” She faked a smile, startled.

“Sure? You’re only picking the food. Don’t you like it?” He asked.

“Yeah I do, I like it.” She said.

“Alright.” He answered.

Blair couldn’t take it any longer. She was tired of hearing his strange replies.

“Dylan? Is everything okay? You look and sound different. Did I make any mistakes?” She queried.

“No Blair. I’m fine, it’s okay. I’m not upset with you, I was just thinking about some things.” He said.

“Are you sure?” She asked him again.

“Yeah, I am. I’m just busy.” He pointed out.

Dylan received news that he would leave for Spain to oversee the project. He couldn’t protest or say no because he hasn’t been to the office ever since Blair came home.

He didn’t want to make her feel bad or anything of the sort. He knew he would have to tell her.

“Blair? I hope you don’t think I’m upset with you or something?” He asked.

“I don’t know Dylan, I have no idea but since you started your reasons I should believe you right. No problem then.” She said.

“I’m not upset with you Blair. I’m just, I’ll have to leave you alone for a while. I’m leaving for Spain.” He announced.

He did not know how she was going to react but he still had to tell her.

“Wow. Until when? And when do you leave?” She asked and her voice shook.

“After our dinner on Sunday. I’ll be back in three days.” He answered.