Arranged Marriage With The Billionaire

“Yes, I-” Blair stopped dancing the moment she saw Dylan walking towards them, she tried to free herself from Michael’s hold. immediately, but he had a pretty strong grip. “Let go of me Michael.”

“Come with me.” He pulled her away from Michael, removing his hold from Blair’s arm, then proceeding to brush invincible dust from where Michael’s hands had been on Blair. “You shouldn’t let other men lay your hands on you ”

“Dylan? What are you doing here?” Blair looked from Michael to Dylan, a panicked look on her face. “I thought you already left.”

“Hey, what don’t you just leave the lady alone-”

“Please shut up. I’m speaking to my wife. Next time if you need an ass to grind against your crotch, go pay for a lap dance, or even better find for yourself a wife.” He turned to Delphine. “You, come with me.” Not waiting for a reply or a reaction, he began pulling her away.

“Husband? But she told me she wasn’t here with anyone,” Michael said, but when he saw Blair was not resisting Dylan, he shrugged, he walked away to find another dancing partner.

To anybody who looked at them, they would probably think that Blair was Dylan’s sister. Especially with the determined look on Dylan’s face and the pout on Blair’s face, like a child who had just been caught doing something bad. He didn’t loosen his hold on her even with all her protests and slapping his chest hard.

“Stop Dylan, you’re hurting me.” He didn’t stop pulling her, but his hold loosened a bit. “Where are you taking me? Where are we going?”

“We are going back home.”

The car ride back home was quiet and the most awkward Blair had ever found herself in, excluding her wedding night. She spent the entire moment, arm crossed before her chest looking out the window, while Alex tried his best to calm, every once in awhile, he would suck in through his teeth, letting out an hissing sound which made Blair feel very uncomfortable.

The moment Alex packed the car, Blair not waiting rushed out, she didn’t want to face him. She kept running, alarmed when she heard heavy steps behind her. “Blair wait!” He called.

“Leave me alone!” She cried, ignoring his calls. “I don’t want to talk to you-” The words were wiped away as he grabbed her elbow again, pulling her hard against his chest. Something about the moment reminded Blair of their wedding night, when Dylan had brought her to his home for the first time. “What do you want?”Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

“I want you to talk to me, who was that guy you were dancing with?”

“I didn’t do anything with him, we didn’t even touch we just danced. Also, you are in no place to ask me that, you have no right to ask me that Dylan.”

He scoffed. “I’m your husband, I have every right to ask you that. How dare you dance with another man, have you got no shame?” Dylan was furious and Blair’s tone only seemed to infuriate him even more.

Blair placed her arm on her waist, rolling her eyes. “Shame? You want me to have shame? How about you Dylan, have you got no shame? Weren’t you the one shamelessly flirting with the waitress earlier with your wife before you? What’s wrong with me doing the same? If you hadn’t arrived earlier, I would have done far worse.”

“Oh, so you’re nothing but desperate that’s why you’re willing to offer your body to the next man that just shows up. If you needed my attention so bad, you could have just asked.

“Did you… were you indirectly calling me a slut?”

Dylan opened his mouth, but no words came out. He realized that once again he had just let his jealousy and anger get the best of him. He had told himself earlier that he would have to apologize to Blair, and to make it up to her. But once again, he had screwed up. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. I… I let my anger get to me again, I’m sorry.”

“Why? Why do you hate me so much?”

Dylan let out a frustrated groan, running his hands through his hair. “I don’t hate you Blair. Hate is nothing I feel when I look at me.”

“Really? You don’t hate me? The way you’ve treated me ever since we got married, ignoring me, the insults? That doesn’t scream hate to you?”

“I… You wouldn’t understand Blair, you are just seeing this from your side, do you know how I felt about this, the entire thing?”

“What are you saying Dylan?”

“I had my life, ok? Before all this, I had my life. Then I wake up one morning, finding out that I’m going to get married to some girl just because her Father owes mine money and my Father wants to punish me. Did you think I was jubilant at that?”

“What about me? How did you think I felt? You don’t know half the things I’m going through. Marrying a stranger to pay off my Father’s debt, barely two months till my fiance left me. Did you think the attitude you have been giving me made everything better?”

“Blair-”

“No stop, don’t act like you care. You don’t, you’re selfish and the only person you care about is yourself.”

“That’s not true, you know that. I… I know I’ve been an asshole and… I wanted to hate you. I know that’s stupid because I didn’t know you then, but even before I met you, I swore to hate you and… then I met you, and although it really cheered, it still showed how much of a sweetheart you were and I hated that. I hated that and I needed to build a stronger wall and took out all my anger and frustration on you.”

“Oh wow.”

“I’m sorry Blair, for what I’ve done, the actions and words that hurt you. I’m truly sorry-”

“Well, you can take your words back, but the about the pain I feel? Can you also take them all back? Because if you can, I’ll ask you to. God knows I’m sick and fucking tired of crying.”

“I…” Dylan was lost for words. “I’m sorry I hurt you. If… How about we start again? We just begin and forget all that happened in the past?”

“It’s not that easy to forget Dylan.”

“I know, I know,” he muttered. “But I’ll try to make it up to you. I won’t be hard or rude to you anymore and… then maybe this will go smoothly. Ok?”