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Stuck in an Arranged Marriage with the Popular Playboy .Chapter 12: just a cheating bitch . “Okay, hold your pose. We will sort through the pictures now”, the photographer tells me and turns to his assistant.They retreat to the computer, discussing the pictures passionately with the help of the interviewer.“Get your hands off of me”, Elijah growls, shaking my hand off.“Geez I am”, I throw back, retreating my hand, “be even more obvious.”Elijah stares down at me with his jaw clenched.“Nobody’s watching. We don’t need to pretend now”, he snarls.“Can’t you at least pretend for as long as we are here? For hells sake, be professional will you?”Elijah’s eyes darken, if looks could kill I would fall over dead right here and now.“Good news!” the photographer interrupts our staring contest, “we have the pictures! You are officially finished.”“Oh thank fuck”, Elijah sighs. He has stormed away so quickly the photographer can’t even thank him for his hard work.He is by the door, put

Stuck in an Arranged Marriage with the Popular Playboy .Chapter 14: he is drunk or he is in love? ."Do you want to talk about it?" he offers."No, not with you”, I choke out.Elijah studies my face, clenching his jaw and furrowing his brows."Look I never called you disgusting for the way you were eating. No let me finish."I had wanted to throw a snarky remark back at him, but close my mouth instead, sending him deathly glares through my tears. "But if I made you feel like I did then I apologize", he studies my face, "is that what you wanted to hear?" "Fuck you and your duplicitous apologies", I grumble. "Fine then think that I am, what do I care?" He turns the television back on. "Are you serious?" "What?" his voice is slightly raised, "I had a stressful day too, alright? It’s just a stupid article, no need to be so dramatic about it. I just want to relax.""You had a stressful day? Try leading a company when ninety percent of your employees stopped respecting you because

Stuck in an Arranged Marriage with the Popular Playboy.Chapter 16: this is working out? .I let out a disbelieved chuckle, breaking my eyes away from him. He listened to me? I didn’t think that he would actually pay attention to the phone calls I was having close to him. What the hell? Why did this make me feel good for a split second? I look away. I go to work on his second shoe, fighting with the knot. This one is so much tighter than the other one, good god.“So is it for Aqua Cleanse? How important was it?” he asks.“Very, it’s the research reports for the products. I need to go through them before the meeting with the CEO on Monday.”“Isn’t the CEO your father? Why are you so stressed then?” he asks, laughing.“And? You think he is going to be nice just ‘cause I’m his daughter?” I spit.Elijah stops laughing and swallows heavily at the intense glare I send him. He clears his throat and lowers his eyes. “What’s the meeting about?” he asks quietly.I click my tongue and look ba

Stuck in an Arranged Marriage with the Popular Playboy.Chapter 18: progress at least? .“Would you mind walking a little faster?” I call over my shoulder.Elijah raises his head, blinking at me in bafflement. He had been gawking at his phone before that, playing Candy Crush. He locks his phone and stores it in the inside pocket of his suit jacket.“Excuse me?” he says, speeding up, “I’m not the one who insisted on getting smoothies before take-off”, he says, having reached my side.The two of us are hurrying through the halls of the airport, each carrying a big smoothie and trying my hardest not to bump into people. I was running terribly late. The driver had called me three times already, informing me that my plane must take off soon or else I would have to wait three hours for a free spot in the schedule of the airport.I know that it was my fault that we were late. Elijah said so already. I insisted on getting smoothies before take-off and the people, who prepared them, moved in

Stuck in an Arranged Marriage with the Popular Playboy.Chapter 20: there was a moment.I am already in bed, reading a book, when Elijah comes back. He was out for dinner after his swim and I spent my alone time boiling myself in the hot tub and doing a face mask. It was meant to calm me down, but it really didn’t. I was still feeling terribly guilty. Now I am reading, I very much enjoy reading before bed and tonight I attempt to use it as a distraction in order not to think about everything that had happened.“I’m back”, Elijah announces himself.I hum in acknowledgement, not looking up. I did so because my book is terribly thrilling and you don’t want to miss out on anything. He studies me for a moment, grinding his teeth.“Are you not going to talk to me?”“Mhm?” I sneak a glance his way, “why should I?”He blinks, eyebrows raised.“Okay then”, he gives up, “Imma take a shower”, he murmurs coldly.“Do that”, I say dryly, flipping the pages.Was that too rude? Will this start a