Arranged Marriage With The Billionaire

They hugged her once more.

Dylan couldn’t stop the smile that was on his face. He almost cried as well.

Everyone just watched in adoration. Especially their mom, she knew that they weren’t used to new people but they acted like they knew Blair long ago.

It made her like Blair more.

“Come kids. Let Blair get up okay?” Their mom called them over.

“Okay mom. It was nice to meet you, aunt Blair.” They said at the same time and ran over to continue what they were doing.

“Seems like they love you already.” Tamara complimented her.

“They are beautiful kids, I love them already as well.” Blair laughed.

“I’m glad everyone is getting along.” Naina commented and smiled at them.

Dylan just watched Blair. He couldn’t compliment her on the dress that she wore. He wished he could tell her how beautiful she was in it, how gorgeous she looked. Maybe later, he thought.

“Dylan, Blair!” Dylan’s beat friend screamed their names.

“Where were you?” Dylan asked.

“I was at the back, helping Naina with something.” They did their bro hugs and handshakes.

“Hi Blair.” He greeted her with a smile.

“Hi.” She greeted and smiled back at him.

“Alright then, shall we have dinner?” Naina asked everyone.

“Yes Naina. I’m starving.” Dylan begged.

“You’re always starving in my house.” She snapped playfully.

Everyone laughed. They all moved to the table to eat. There were different kinds of food laid out on the huge dining table. Blair didn’t know which one to choose so she just sat there and watched everyone take portions.

“Why aren’t you taking anything Blair?” Naina asked.

“Uhh I-i don’t know where to start.” She laughed.

“Oh my dear. Dylan, why don’t you serve her, you’re good at that.” Everyone snorted.

“Really guys?” He feigned hurt.

He got up all the same and helped Blair serve her food. Everyone watched them. It was indeed a sight to watch.

He was behind her, it was like she was caged in his arms. He picked dish after dish and explained what they were and how he felt about them.

Blair gave him all her attention.

While they ate, Naina tried to bring up a conversation. One that everyone, including Blair, could relate to.

“So Blair, is there anything you’re doing? Or anything that you want to do?” Naina asked her.

“Naina-” Dylan complained but the older woman cut him short.

“I did not ask you, Dylan. I’m talking to Blair so you better mind your business.” She warned him.

Dylan raised his hands in defence. The others chuckled.

Blair laughed. She was truly fascinated by everyone at the table, including the kids. They could change Dylan into someone else entirely.

She watched how Dylan sulked while he ate and she wondered if she would ever get to that stage with him.

It wasn’t as if he was not free with her but he still held back a lot. She didn’t blame him for that though.

“Uh, I’m not doing anything currently. Although I am thinking of something that I am interested in doing.” She answered.

“Hmm, alright then. If you ever need my help with anything you know where to find me.” She winked at Blair.

Blair smiled.

“Yes, ma- Naina.” She corrected herself.

Everyone ate their food and shared things in between. They made small talk here and there.

After dinner, the women cleared the plates while the men discussed outside.

Tamara’s husband was there as well but he was late for dinner. He got there when they were almost done.

He just flew in from Italy and decided to attend dinner with his family.

Blair helped with the cleanup. Tamara washed the dishes while Blair rinsed.

“So Naina is your mom right?” Blair asked her.

Tamara gave her a surprised look.

Blair thought that they had a striking resemblance.

“How did you know?” She asked.

“I just guessed.” Blair grinned.

“Dylan didn’t like to address me and my siblings as friends. So he addressed us as his cousins to outsiders.” Tamara explained.

“Oh I see, I guess it makes sense. So where are your other siblings?” Blair asked. She rinsed the last plate and dried it with a napkin. Then she placed it in the rack.

The both of them walked towards the living room. They sat on the couch and continued their conversation.

“They are busy, I have just two siblings. And they also live far from here but they come home sometimes.” She explained.

“Oh wow. Okay then, at least your husband came for you. I think that’s nice of him.” She acknowledged the fact that he did well by attending the dinner for his wife’s sake.

“Yeah. He’s a sweet man.” She blushed.

Blair thought that Tamara was really pretty. She was almost jealous when she saw her hug Dylan. It was until she saw the kids and all that she felt relieved.

Her hair was brown and wavy, though it was in a ponytail, Blair could still see the waves and curls.

She had killer curves as well and then she had a great personality.

Blair immediately liked her.

“I like you for Dylan, Blair.” She said out of the blue. Blair stared at her, shocked.

“Why is that?” She was curious to know what they thought of her.

“You’re different. The way he treats you, the way he looks at you, the way he talks about you. It’s different from the other women. He has never brought a woman here before and my mom has never invited any of his past women here.” Tamara confessed.

Blair was surprised that she noticed those things just tonight.

“I-I don’t know what to say.” She muttered.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to say anything. Just know that we appreciate your presence in his life, we have accepted you as our own. Even the kids like you!” Tamara exclaimed.

Blair laughed out loud.

“Yes, Blair. You are the best person for him and I can also see that you are a good person.” Tamara complimented her.

Blair tried to hide her blush.

“Thank you, Tamara. I appreciate your kind words. And I like you too.” They both laughed.

“Mommy! Mommy!” Lydia screamed her mom’s name

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“Yes, baby?” Tamara answered her.

“I have a cut on my leg.” She complained.

“Oh baby, how did you get it?” Her mom asked her.

“I fell earlier.” She muttered.

“Sorry honey. Shall I clean it up for you?” Tamara asked her.

“Can aunt Blair do it?” She asked her mom with a small voice.

“Hmm, why don’t you ask her instead?” She told her.

Lydia moved closer to Blair.

“Can you please help clean my cut?” She asked Blair with the sweetest voice that Blair couldn’t resist.

“Of course my darling. Shall we start?” She asked the kid.

“Yay, thank you, auntie.” She dragged her along the hallway, towards a flight of stairs. They climbed the stairs and finally reached the last floor of the house. It was a big house.

“Where are we going?” She asked Lydia.

“To mommy’s room. That’s where the first aid kit is.” She answered her.

“Oh okay.” Blair responded. Lydia held her hand once again and led her to the room.

Blair stared at the paintings and pictures on the wall. They were all beautiful, she even spotted some with Dylan.