"I understand your words miss, but before you become our matriarch. The current head of the family is our master, we only take orders from him and no one else."
" Please pardon us miss, can you please leave? The master won't like it if he gets awoken by the noise." The head guard remarked.
Charity's frown deepened, her fingers turning into a fist in anger "Are you trying to say I am making a noise here? Are you calling me a nuisance right now? It seems you don't value your job so well, it seems you want to get fired right now." Charity growled in anger.
Worry appeared on the faces of the other guards, offending the young miss was like asking for trouble.
"Please young miss don't get angry. He is just trying to tell you that, you should please return. We will inform the master once he wakes up that you came here." One of the guards chirped in trying to save his superior.
"Yes young miss, we will tell the master of your visit when he wakes up. You do not have to get angry, we will put in good words for you too." Another guard said and they all nodded their head.
Charity continued glaring at the head guard without backing out, she ran her fingers through her hair before nodding.
"I will listen to you both and don't worry, you both will get a raise. You will both get paid higher, I will take my leave now. Remember to inform Dylan I was here." Charity ordered.
The guards nodded their heads immediately after they heard Charity's words, they waited for the young miss to leave before releasing a sigh from their lips. "She has such a bad temper, superior how is your face?" The first guard that stood up for the superior asked.
"It is nothing to worry about. I did as the master instructed, I had to follow his orders no matter what. Let's hope the master will be fine." The head guard remarked which earned a nod from the others, they went back to their stationed places and stood in formation.
Inside the room, Dylan heard the soft breathing of the lady on the bed. The heat he was feeling had not subsided even a little bit, he stood up and took off his shirt. He heard the commotion from outside but he was not one to care, he knew his men could carry out the job perfectly.
Dylan took off his trousers too leaving only his briefs on, he proceeded towards the bathroom. Dylan soaked himself in the bathtub all night without getting out from it, in hopes of getting rid of the heat.
The next morning arrived after it felt like a millennial had passed for Dylan, while Dylan had a rough time sleeping and getting rid of the heat that was killing him, Ariel slept soundly on the bed.
Ariel groaned and sat up on the bed when the sun from the windows shone directly on her face, she smiled and sat up on the bed trying to stretch her body but instead, she was surprised. Ariel's eyes widened when they fell on Dylan's chest, her eyes immediately shut in fright.
"Ah! Pervert! What are you doing here? Why are you in my room and that too shirtless? What the hell is going on?" Ariel yelled loudly without taking note of her surroundings.
Dylan clicked his teeth, stepped closer to the bed, and stood beside where Ariel was sitting. "Have you worn your shirt, I am opening my eyes now," Ariel remarked and opened her eyes, she looked in the direction where she first saw the man but he was not there anymore.
"Up here!" Dylan said and Ariel immediately looked up surprised by the voice close to her, she moved back in fear and surprise.
"You are in my room and not yours, did you forget about the deal we made the previous night? Get your ass up and put on your clothes, cover up your chest." Dylan remarked throwing a glance at her exposed chest.
Ariel's eyes fell on her chest and this time she screamed more loudly than she did when she woke up, "Ah! What the hell, why am I naked?!" Ariel yelled loudly trying to find her clothes and put them on.
"Stop screaming!" Dylan instructed sending her a glare.
Outside the door, reporters tried to force their way into the room.
They had been informed by some anonymous person that the Young master of the richest business in the country and Young Miss Charity the heiress were in the same hotel and reportedly they spent the night together.
The guards tried to push the reporters back but the reporters used force trying to get in but they were no match for the guards. The guards pushed the reporters away from there and with the signal from their superior, the other guards let two reporters go.
The two reporters sneaked away from the others and immediately pushed the room door open.
Ariel panicked when she heard the open click of the door, she tried to hide hoping her colleagues would not find her but it was too late. The reporters rushed in and almost immediately they began clicking their cameras to take pictures.
Dylan rolled his eyes, he sat on the bed and held onto the girl. He pulled her into his chest and hid her face away from the media, he did not expect his grandfather would do something as exaggerated as this to get his attention.
But there was an evil glint in Dylan's eyes that showed he knew exactly what was happening but it went unnoticed by the others.
"Mr. Dylan, who is the young lady there? Is that Miss Charity? We received news that you and Miss Charity spent the night together last night."
"Mr. Dylan the woman in your embrace doesn't seem like Miss Charity, who is that woman?"
"Tell us, Mr. Dylan"
"We want to hear your opinion." The reporters asked numerous questions, one question after another. The guards tried to pull them out but the reporters refused to leave.
"Mr. Dylan the woman in your embrace doesn't seem like Miss Charity, who is that woman?"
"Mr. Dylan tell us, is she your rumored fiancee? Tell us Mr. Dylan, who is she?"
Dylan frowned at the questions, the bites he was getting from the little woman he was hugging to himself, didn't give him any chance to think either. "She is my Fiancee."
Dylan frowned at the questions, the bites he was getting from the little woman he was hugging to himself didn't give him any chance to think either."She is my Fiancee," Dylan said without second thoughts, he placed his free hand on Ariel's head and patted her head softly.He tried to soften his expression a bit to show he was not lying, he tried to act a little bit affectionate with Ariel, and at the same time, he tried to stop her from biting him. "Is this true? Is she your fiancee? Then what about Miss Charity?""Miss Charity says you are her fiancee and also you are going to be getting married soon. Are you trying to say Miss Charity is lying?""Mr. Dylan, is this woman your fiancee? If she's your fiancee then why don't you show her face to the world? Why are you trying to hide her identity.""What family does she belong to? Which family is she from? What university did she attend? Is she an heiress too like Miss Charity?" The reporters asked another batch of questions immediately
"There is no need for that Grandpa, I already brought home my fiancee. Or rather my wife, the woman I chose to marry is right here.""Gary you don't have to find the information, I will provide you with everything you need. Grandpa." Dylan muttered in a not-so-bothered voice, if the old man was furious previously then he was fast and furious now."You scoundrel of a grandson that I have. How dare you! I arranged for you to spend time with Miss Charity but you choose to do as you wish, you even got a fiancee too.""Just kill this old man, you do not respect him anymore. Someone get me a knife, my grandson wants to kill me." Dylan's grandpa yelled loud enough to gain everyone's attention, acting like the attention seeker he was.Ariel shrank back and hid behind Dylan when the old man screamed, she shivered like a little turtle. Scared by the screams of the old man. "You scared my fiancee, Grandpa. I mean my soon-to-be wife.""Why did you set up a date with Miss Charity? I clearly stated
Dylan held Ariel's hand and started to leave, walking out of the classy European-styled mansion. Ariel could feel the hateful glare of Dylan's grandfather and the other people around them. 'Am I doing the right thing? Is this not a mistake? Who knows what this people are capable of doing to me?' But then she looked up at Dylan, and seeing the determined expression on his face, her mind was reassured a little bit. He looked like he would protect her no matter the odds. She remembered him as someone she used to know, but not who he was to her. "Dylan Grey! If you step out of this house, don't even bother coming back! You have defiled me and everyone in this family you hold dear by being with that woman!" Dylan stopped when he heard that, but he did not turn to look at his grandfather. Dylan's Grandpa smirked, believing his words had finally reached Dylan. He thought his words scared Dylan. "That's right, son. If you insist on marrying that woman, fine. You can go ahead, but I will
As Ariel, Dylan, and Paul drove to the hospital, Ariel's heart beat rapidly.She could not believe how fast the situation had developed, from having to spend the night in the room of an unknown man to finding out that this unknown man could be the father of her child.She sighed heavily and noticed Paul staring at Dylan.Dylan made funny faces at Paul, making Paul giggle happily.Now that she saw them up close, she realized they resembled a lot. They had the same eye color, the same type of hair, and the same skin texture. They looked so much alike it was hard to believe.Yet, Ariel could not get her hopes up. He could not be the father, after all. After all, the mansion was a big one, and any man, even the butler, could have been the man she had a one-night stand with.She had always wished she could find Paul's father as she didn't want him to grow up without a father like she did, but she had resigned herself to fate already when she had been mercilessly chased out of the house by
"I don't know, Dylan. This feels too odd to me. I'm not sure I can marry you.""Think about it. I will make it worth your while. It will just be for a year. It's to put my grandpa off my back for some time. We won't interfere with each other's affairs throughout the marriage. We will live in separate rooms, have separate lives, and only be married by name. And it will be for a year. After a year, we'll have a divorce and go our separate ways. But I'd still be fully responsible for Paul, my son."Ariel looked down, avoiding Dylan's eyes. The offer was very tempting. She did need money, and Dylan was offering her any amount. Any amount she needed. He was rich, so he'd surely fulfill her request.But could she do this? Could she get married to this man? A man she had only met, maybe twice? It didn't matter if he was the father of her son. He was a total stranger to her."You don't have to give me an answer today. You can think about it and give me an answer whenever you're ready. Here's
For as long as Ariel could remember, she had always worked in one job or the other. And they all didn't pay well because of her limited education and the usual exploitation of the poor by the rich.Ariel had once worked at a coffee shop, as a sales girl in a supermarket, as a delivery girl, as a nanny, as a maid, and now as a sales clerk.When she worked as a maid at Dylan's mansion, it was to get money for college since her parents could not afford it.But it had ended in her getting pregnant and being kicked out after she had made a drama there.Ariel sighed heavily.Her parents had separated when she was in high school. She still remembered how turbulent those days had been. Her parents hated each other to the core and just wanted to kill each other.They were also very irresponsible, and Ariel had had to work at a café shop to provide for the family's needs after that time.It had only been recently that she and her mother had started to get along. She hated her before because sh
Esther said nothing, simply staring down at her feet.Ariel walked out of the kitchen."Wait!"She stopped and looked back.Esther came out of the kitchen, looking at her with wary eyes."Can you give me a dollar? I haven't eaten anything since yesterday night, you see?""Why? I cooked food when I returned had there's still food in the pot.""Well…""Well, what?"Esther remained silent."Alright, fine!"Ariel took some money from her purse and gave it to her mother."Use it to buy what you want to buy. I know you will still spend it on booze anyway," she said."Thank you so much, daughter! I will repay you as soon as possible!"Ariel scoffed."I'm serious," said Esther, " I promise to pay you back! I'll get a job and pay you all the money you have given us!""Hmmm," Ariel said and walked out of the house.Her mother was not deceiving her but herself. She had been saying she would get a job now for five years, yet did nothing to do so. All she did was wait for her to get her paycheck
Classes for the day were finally over. She could not concentrate that much because her mind was full of the bills she had to pay. The topmost of them was her school fees. The deadline for the payment was very close, and she still hadn't gathered enough money for it.This was what she was thinking about when she reached the Cafè she usually worked at. As soon as she stepped into it, her boss, a short, chubby man in his late fifties and balding red hair, stomped over to her."Ariel! You are late!""Sorry, boss," I replied, even though I was only seven minutes late."Eat your sorry! Her customers have been waiting for you! They want you specifically to make their drink! Yet when I look around, there's no sign of you!""I was in class, sir. We just finished classes for the day.""That's no business of mine! I employed you here to work for her! I don't care about your lifestyle! Now go into the kitchen and make them some coffee and latte!"Sarah gave a nod and went into the kitchen, where