Arranged Marriage: Dangerous Heiress Chapter 703
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Butler Samson opened the car door for them. Natalia came out first and then Cyra. He gave them their bags and followed them to their classroom. Natalia felt odd when Butler Samson suddenly follow them around even to their class.
Cyra became very dependent on him and tell him to take this and take that as they do their research. They are almost done with their thesis and their defense will be tomorrow so, they are getting everything ready. Butler Samson is wearing his usual suit with a brooch of Knight Empire. Students would turn their heads at him and followed their eyes on him. Mostly college girls tried to hook-up on them but he didn't give them any glace.
"You are not in the right mind," Cyra told Natalia.
"I am in the right mind."
"So, did you and Ashton do it?" Cyra asked as Butler Samson helped Cyra with taking notes as he read.
"Do what?" Natalia creased her brows.
"Suck faces."
Butler Samson hides half of his face behind the book and Natalia chuckled.
"Nah. We don't do that. Ashton is platonic and he's a friend. Besides, I won't do it with him. I'm just teasing him. Damn, I'm so bored that I even got to tease Ashton."
"If you say so," Cyra mumbled and they keep their voice down.
"By the way, our maid is not able to go back to work because she's sick."
"It's fine." She waved off. "Butler Samson is a good cook than her."
"Oh, you are so bad."
"I'm telling the truth." She shrugged.
"Who would clean my room now?" Natalia pouted.
"I can clean your room."
"No. I need a maid." Natalia sighed.
"I'll set everything and you girls should focus on your studies."
Natalia's smile grew wider.
"Okay."
"At least wash your underwear."
"Hey, I wash my underwear." Natalia frowned at Cyra. She only shrugged.
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It's been three days and finally, Athena is home. She put her bag inside the walk-in closet and she removed all of her clothes and put it all in the laundry basket. Then, she went to the bathroom and wash her face and then brush her teeth. She then wiped her face and slump to her bed after turning on the air conditioner.
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She reached under the bed to check the gun and she sleeps.
After a few moments when she seemed to just have fallen asleep she already felt a presence inside the house. She moved sideways and dropped her hand facing the floor. Then she reached for her gun. She pulled it and sat up pointing it to the man at the edge of the bed.
He raised his hands.
"Hey, babe, it's me!"
"Xavier?" She rubbed her eyes.
"Yeah, Zendaya told me that you arrived. So, I came to pick up my chocolate."
She dropped her body back to bed and put the gun at the side table. He approached her and sat beside her. He bent down and kissed her forehead. He reached her cheek, caressing his thumb under her eyes.
"You look tired."
"Your chocolate is on my bag."
She pulled the duvet up to her chest to cover her naked body.
"Why are you here?"
"It's Saturday." He bent down and kissed her lips. She covered her hand over his hand that is on her cheek and kissed him back. "Do you want me to go down there?"
She nodded at him and he stood, lifting his shirt up and then removing his pants. He pushed the duvet and admire her body. He started with foreplay and it continued until between her legs. She moaned. Xavier watched her and they did it on that bed again. She fell asleep quickly.
Xavier didn't bother her anymore. It's a good thing that he bought groceries and he'll be making some lasagna. He put his boxers on and hang his shirt and pants neatly.
He put the apron on.
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Timothy checked the scar on his back. It faded quickly and then, he turned to Zendaya. They just arrived from France and here she is working right away. He approached her and kissed her forehead. They can't have sex for a month until all of her cells have been repaired. So, if ever that they wanted to do it, they will just use sex toys.
"Babe, you think that it's hard not to have sex while we are living on the same roof for a month?"
"Yes, it's hard." She said casually and sign a few things. Then, she put it in the folder.
"Babe,"
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"Hmm?"
"When should we get married?" Timothy asked.
"When I turn twenty-five, we can get married."
Timothy count and then he frowned.
"Three years?"
"Yes." She nodded. Timothy sighed. Well, if she wanted a grand wedding. He'll have to prepare for two years to give it. He needed to save more money even for future babies. "I don't need a grand wedding at all. I don't have too many friends except family friends."
"Okay. Are you sure about that?" Tim asked again.
"Yes." She smiled at him. "Besides, the wedding doesn't need to be grand. Lots of people got divorced who gone through a luxury wedding."
"Okay… if you say so."
"Also, Tim. I want to marry legally so no one could snatch you from me."
Timothy laughed and he walked around her and hugged her from behind. He kissed her lips and then her neck.
"Damn, I'm horny."
"We can do something about that. How about you please yourself and you watch me please myself." She winked.
"You have a dirty mind." He tsk and shook his head. "Okay, let's go." He pulled her up. She giggled and followed him to bed.
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Kelsie's daily routine is to wake up in the morning, brush her teeth, dress up and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Then, she will help Nathaniel get ready for school and also prepare food for him. After he left, she will wash the dishes, clean their room, and sanitize it. Open the curtains and window to let the light in.
She will ready the frozen meats for lunch and then, she'll have a workout routine with Mason. After that, she'll have her bath, then prepare for lunch. In the afternoon, she will take a nap, watch a cooking show, and then, she will prepare a snack for Mason and her and ready a snack if ever Nate came from school.
Nathaniel watched the footage. Kelsie has specific schedules on when to wash the bedsheets, curtains, and all. She also kept the other rooms covered with a cloth so it won't get dusty. She will talk to Mason and then, Mason would teach her somethings like defense and attacks that she needed to learn and that's it.
He's just getting paranoid and Rick is saying bad things about his wife. His wife is fragile and she's not like others. Besides, he didn't love her. She's in the contract and their relationship is like friends with benefits. She needed to participate too.
He put away his tablet and looked down at his sleeping wife. She must be tired from taking care of the big house. After the workout, she would also clean the gym and dust everything around. She's a perfect housewife and Rick is stupid to convince him that Mason and Kelsie just did something.
Mason earlier and said that he had a date. He slipped off from the bed. Walk to the window and he opened the curtain. He spotted a few people out on the beach drinking in front of the house next door. They are having a bone fire and crazy party.
"Hubby," he stopped at that small and soft voice. He turned to her and smiled.
"What is it?"
"Are you hungry?" She asked and checked the time. One o'clock in the morning. "Do you want me to cook something?"
"It's fine, you go back to sleep."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
She nodded lay back down. His phone rings and he answered it.
"Cyra,"
"Everything is set up. We'll leave for the Philippines after our graduation."
"Okay."
"You sound depressed."
"No, I'm not."
"Anxiety?"
"No. I'm fine, Cy. We'll do that project then."
"Okay, I'll see you in a few weeks."
"Okay. Take care."
"Bye." Cyra hung up, and he stopped as a teenager is sneaking to his house. He took his tablet and went to the balcony as he controls the sprinklers to them. They started running and laughing. The cameras are focused on their movements, and the lights of the garden start blinking.
"Shit!"
"Leave before I call the cops." Nathaniel threatened them. They raise a finger to him, and they watched them leave. Did he need to put security around to make sure that she's safe?
"Nate," She approached him with her robe on.
"It's just a bunch of kids. But I'll report this to the police. So, they keep an eye on those kids."
"They might be just playing." She wrapped her arms around him and he froze.
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