Arranged Marriage With The Billionaire

PROLOGUE Blair would never understand people. She would never understand why people fed lies of love when they knew there were starved souls on the street. Why people made promises they knew they could never keep. Why they raised up your hopes even when they knew it was impossible. How they could look you in the eyes, say they love you and break your heart the next minute. "I can't do it anymore Blair, I'm sorry. I tried, but they have my hands tied and I can't do anything now. When she had heard those words, she thought it could mean anything, anything but Richard breaking off their engagement. She thought he was in trouble, and had been ready to help, in any way she could, even if she had to run to him, barefoot, still dressed in her pyjamas. Who has your—What are you talking about Richard? Please tell me, did something happen? Why do you sound this way? The minute of silence that followed after that, only increased Blair's fear. With each passing second, her fear only heightene

Blair had sworn she wasn't going to get married to any man, yet, she found herself putting on a fake smile as she smiled at a face she was only seeing for the first time on their wedding day.Blair had heard a lot about the man, from her mother, her father, and even a few of her friends who had heard for him. She had seen a picture, but she had never met him physically. He never came along with his parents and wasn't around for the wedding preparations or even the engagement ceremony where his father had to be the one to present the ring to her. This was the one time she wished he would have kept with his absence. She had prepared for this with the hope that he wasn't going to show up and she wouldn't have to be married to him after all, but he did, and she hated him for that.Dylan Lancaster was a handsome man, he had this cool, gentlemanly look that had raised Blair's hope for a minute, but then the cold look he had sent her way when no one was looking had her rethinking. His icy blu

Dylan wasn't joking when he talked about no other room for Blair to go to. Any other door that Blair came across thinking it was a room where she could lay her head, she would find out it was locked. She was angry as she hadn't had her bath yet, she wished she had done that before leaving Donna's room, but then Donna would have caught her. She cringed at the scenario of Donna walking into her bathroom only to find a naked Blair still lying in her bathtub.After walking around for hours, not finding a place. She finally came back to Dylan's room. Though she wasn't ready, she could already imagine him laughing in victory, she had just placed his things on the bed when her phone began to ring."Hello?""Hey girl, I'm outside." It was Jessica, a close friend from her previous workplace, though after Blair had retreated to her whole after she and Richard separated, they've both been a little distant. "I hope you got the text I sent you, I was calling, but you weren't answering your phone."

Blair regretted her decision later on, the room was cold and she didn't have any blanket, just the couch. She sat up in the middle of the night, with the aid of the night plan which was still on, she could see Dylan on the bed, sleeping peacefully."Dylan." She called. "Dylan!" She said again, this time tapping him gently on the shoulder. "Wake up, I know you can hear me!""Even when I leave you alone, you still look for ways to drive me nuts. Some of us have a place of work to go tomorrow morning Blair," he muttered sleepily, brushing her arm away. "What do you want?""I'm cold," she told him. "Give me a blanket or give space so I can sleep." Dylan was lying down horizontally on the bed, and Blair couldn't help but wonder if he did that on purpose just to stop her in case she decided to come back to the bed. "Are you listening to me. You like hearing me beg right? Something about me begging gives you joy, right?"Hearing that a smile came to his face with his eyes still closed. "That

Erin was much different from the last time Blair saw her, was during her mother's burial. She had sat alone on the bench, dressed all in black, not speaking to anyone who approached her to share their condolences. Blair remembered thinking Erin was really strong, if she had lost her mum, she didn't think she could hold it together just the way Erin did. Blair had later caught Erin crying after she thought that everybody had left. She had wanted to walk up to her, to console her and tell her everything would be fine. But Blair wasn't the judge of life, she couldn't predict if everything will be fine. She also wasn't sure the exact words to say to Erin, there relationship was kind of a forced friendship, so instead she had walked away and called her mother instead to check on Erin.She had on the brightest smile when she saw Blair approaching. "Blair!" She walked over to them quickly, giving her a hug. "It's been like... Well, a really long time," she said after she had pulled back."Ye