Arranged Marriage: To Hear Your Voice Chapter 9
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"Fuck!" he scowled and then closed his eyes and calm himself. "Okay." He suddenly said. "We will find out ourselves. That person will pay."
"As you wish."
He was now in a puzzle. Who could that be? Based on how the seller cooperates in just a few hours, it was someone bigger than him. Another gangster? He had a lot of real estates and that land was one of his obsession. It has a very great view and it was a great one for building a Bar House Resort.
He picked up his things and when he got out, he saw three identical people coming out from one of the VIPs. They all look serious even Enzo who was usually playful and a usual black sheep of the family.
"Future brother-in-law," Enzo said casually. She only glanced at him and walk past him like he never really exist. He sneered and Ethan just nods at him as they follow her downstairs to the counter. They were immediately served by the barman efficiently and without words, he knew what to serve.
Hmm, odd. He's been here for quite long and he never saw the three of them appear here. And it seemed that the barman was friendly toward them. He walked to the counter ignoring the females and sat down on the stool. The three of them were showing a cold aura that no one could even come across their line. And he joined them. It was quite a scary thing for a few people.
None of them were speaking as the three of them drink their mimosa at the same time and have quite the same mannerism. The three of them are drumming on the counter table with their right hand. He chuckled at the sight and drank his brandy.
"You three are quite adorable. And I hate to say it."
Enzo and Ethan laugh and since she was in the middle, the two of them put their arms on her at the same time.
"Find yourself a twin," Ethan said and she just sneered. Seems she's in a little good mood.
"I think I am unable to find a twin myself. But," he leaned a little to look closely at his fiancée. "We will make twin or triplets as well." Ethan and Enzo choke on their saliva and the barman seemed to laugh about it. She only glanced at him and sipped on her mimosa.
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"How dare you say that?" Enzo said coldly. He only smiled and propped his elbow on the counter and admire his fiancée.
After a while, two men approach them and greet them casually. He frown when he noticed it was the man from before. He smiled at her adorably like a baby brother.
"What's our reward?" The man in ink-hair said as he brushed up his hair. Tall and lean and in a white coat asked her. She types something on her phone and then his phone chimes and he punched the air in excitement. "You are the best baby!" he winks and left.
The man with him in blonde hair was serious and bow at her brothers and then left.
"Did that man just called my fiancée, baby?" He asked Enzo and Ethan.
"Yup. He did. That's the name he calls her. We can't seem to stop him from calling her that."
"Who is he?" They never mentioned a name and probably ignored him. He got up and grabbed her by hand. "I am taking her to my unit since it's late."
"No!" Ethan and Enzo stop him. She pushes her brothers and just goes along with him since everyone is gossiping about them.
Ethan and Enzo just finish their drink and left as well. Not entertaining a single of them.
His phone chimes and he looked at it.
Wife: You drank. I'll drive.
He grins and opened the door at the driver seat for her. She drove his Audi fast. He held her thigh and told her to calm down. She didn't. She didn't even react to his touch. They reach his unit and he told her the parking space.
He held her hand and use the elevator. They reach his penthouse, where he owns half of the floor. He had his gym, pool outside, and a guest room. She took off her shoes and he did as well. He didn't plan on making love to her. Not yet, it will be done before marriage.
He took a warm shower in the other bathroom and he gave her clothes for tonight. Just his PJs. He didn't even know what she's planning and they aren't talking together. Well, because she's mute and he didn't have anything to say at all.
Once he's done, he prepared two glasses of milk and went to the bedroom putting the milk glasses on the side table.
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"Let's just sleep tonight." He said and she went to bed normally. He gave her milk and she finished it. Then she took her phone and send him a message.
"What were you thinking? I don't plan on fucking with you."
He grinned after reading her message.
"I know, sweetheart. We are both tired." He finished his milk and he crawled to her. He immediately collapsed on her. She's so adorable in his clothes. He pillow on her chest like it was just natural to him.
She shook him and his tired eyes open. She pointed at the remote control of the air conditioner. He lazily took it and turn it on. He slipped on the covers and since he's half-naked and only wearing PJs, it will be cold later. He was used to sleeping naked though. But she's here and he will scare her.
She placed partitions between them and lay down casually, turning off the nights. He threw away the pillows and caught her, shoving his face on her neck. She tried to push him but he tightens his grip on her and after a minute, he fell asleep and his breathing turned normal.
She exhales and just closed her eyes to sleep. She came here to test him. Nothing happened between them. She also knew that he's after the land that she now possessed. He will surely investigate on them so she's getting ready little by little.
"Fuck." She mouthed without any voice or sound.
He woke up late in the morning and it was very unusual for him. He smiled on the scent honey-like scent of her mixed with what seemed like a unique scent. Flower or something or maybe citrus. Like he was in the garden, and the newly harvested honey mixed with the scent of the garden.
He occupied the whole bed. He was clinging onto her. His phone is ringing and he didn't answer it. Maybe it was his secretary or his COO. He just inhaled her scent so he could sleep more. It was just a good morning but the phone kept ringing. He sat up looking down at her.
He licked his lips. She looked deliciously beautiful while sleeping. He kisses her lips and then searched for his damn phone. It was indeed his COO his cousin.
"Hmm?"
"I have been calling for ages."
"I overslept."
"Over—fuck! What? Did you oversleep? Well, that's good then. I heard that you bought your fiancée to your penthouse."
"Hmm."
"Well, I guess I will attend the meeting then."
"Hmm." He hung up and called his assistant. "Find another land for me. We are buying another real estate from Snake gang."
"Yes, boss. Should I delay a few appointments this morning?"
"Yes. I'll be there at twelve."
He went back to bed and still found her sleeping. He crawled to her and sigh when he hugged her like a pillow. This is nice.
He wanted more of this. He fell asleep again not until the doorbell rang. He creased his brow and she's still beside him, sleeping with her back on him. It seemed to wake her up a little so he went groggily to the door and open it.
"You overslept!" It was his mother looking at him from head to toe.
"Morning, mom." He let her in and she brought breakfast with her.
"Oddly, you sleep well but I heard from the office that you move a few appointments this afternoon. You need a little slack off." She prepared the food and then both of them stopped when they heard the flash of the toilet from his bedroom.
His mother's brow creased.
"Is it Marga?"
"Marga?" He frowned. "Why would Marga be here?"
"Oh, then it might be the woman you choose as your fiancée?"
"Yes." She kept quite a little and since she prepared too much he put two plates on the table.
"I remember that little girl. Anastasia pampered her a lot because she's a prodigy." He seemed to stop sipping on his coffee. "Good choice! I don't want Marga to be your fiancée. I am quite afraid that you would choose her instead. Call her up, both of you should watch your health so you could give me grandchildren."
"Mother, please." He walked to the bed and she seemed to go back to sleep.
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