Betrothed To The Cold Billionaire

*Around 8:00 am in the Morning*

My sleepy eyes were suddenly open as soon as I heard the alarm on my clock. I stood up from my queen-sized bed and stretched my self a little so as to get rid of the fatigue I was feeling.

When I was done, I went into my large bathroom. I stood in front of the mirror and smiled. As always, my face looks exceptionally pretty and flawless this morning.

This has always been my morning ritual as soon as I turned eleven. I wake up every day to admire my flawless face. I always do this so I can feel proud of myself.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

You guys can term me a proud lady but I don’t care. This is how I am and will always be. It is better I love myself now so later on, I wouldn’t lose my self-respect.

It’s not like other girls my age don’t admire themselves too. The only difference is that I do it to appreciate myself more and not for anyone else.

I took my tooth brush and put some paste on it. Then, I proceeded to brush my teeth. After that, I went into the already prepared bath tub and dipped myself in the warm milk.

I smiled in satisfaction as the warm milk in the bath tub touched my skin. The feeling I get feels new even though I do it every day. I know what you guys are probably thinking. What type of person bathes with warm milk every day??

Well, that person is me and some other people I may not know of. And don’t judge me because as you all know, I am not wasting milk. My flawless skin obviously needs care. You don’t expect this beauty to just happen. It takes love and care to maintain them.

After staying in the bath tub for about thirty minutes, I rinsed my body witg warm water and stood up. I dried my wet body before wrapping a towel around it and a shorter one around my hair before coming out of the bath room.

Unlike many rich heiresses, I always make sure to dress myself by myself. I mean, how do you guys enjoy others ogling your body because I don’t.

Be it male or female, I’m not really comfortable with others seeing my naked body. I sat in front of the huge mirror in my closet and opened the drawers.

I brought out the skin care products from one of the companies I model for. I used them to massage my body carefully. They felt good and smelt really nice. Well, why wouldn’t they?? I always make sure to choose the best companies to be the face of.

Today was Monday and I needed to be at school so I took out my school uniform from my wardrobe. I put it on and added a pair of black boots to match. Then, I picked up one of my many designer school bags.

I stood in front of my mirror, deciding which way to leave my long, jet black hair. After thinking for sometime, I decided to let it fall down my waist.

I put in everything I knew I needed in the bag before going downstairs to the dinning room. There, I met my parents and grandma (from my father’s side) seated there. Hillary, my elder brother was on a business trip.

He is twenty four years old and currently working in one of my dad’s numerous companies. They weren’t eating yet. Probably waiting for me.

“Go upstairs and call Ariel downstairs for breakfast.” Mom ordered a maid who was standing close to the hall. They hadn’t noticed my presence yet.

“There’s no need for that. Good morning everyone.” I greeted cheerfully as I placed pecks on all of their cheeks.

“Morning baby.”

“Morning princess.”

“Morning Ariel.” They all chorused.

I smiled before taking a seat next to Dad. As usual, my plate had already been set. I took a spoon and dished out everyone’s food before mine.

Dad said a short prayer before we started eating. Unlike other wealthy families, eating together has always been our normal morning ritual since forever. We were eating in silence before Grandma decide to break it.

“Ariel.” She called.

“Yes Grandma.” I answered as I lifted up my head to stare at her.

“Do you have anywhere to be today apart from school?” she asked me.

“No.” I answered.

“Good. Don’t forget to come back early today. We want to have a talk with you.” She said.

When ever Grandma says she wants to have a talk with me, it’s always about something important. I looked over to my parents and saw that they looked really nervous and unsettled.

“Is there something wrong?” I asked in concern.

“Nothing’s wrong.” Grandma answered. She turned to stare at Mom and Dad which made them to quickly regain their composure.

“Ok, I’ll try to make time.” I answered still feeling like there was something up with them.

“Don’t make us wait for long.”

“I won’t. I need to get going now.” I said as I took a last bite from my food.

“But you haven’t finished it.” Mom said.

“I’m okay. See you later.” I said as I picked up my schoolbag.

“Goodluck.” Grandma said with a smile written all over her face.

“Thank you.” I answered.

I looked over to Mum and Dad to see that they still have that unsettled look on. It was so obvious that I wanted to ask if they were alright but decided not to. When they are ready, they’ll come to me themselves.

I stood up and left, brushing away the feeling that something was amiss. I walked to the garage and got into one of my numerous cars.

“Where to miss?” The driver whom was already seated in the car and waiting for my arrival asked.

“School.” I replied curtly.

He nodded his head and zoomed off.

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I smiled as I got down from my car. Numerous students had gathered around to take pictures of it. Well, why wouldn’t they, it was a brand new Lamborghini, the latest one at that. I raised my shoulders, filled with pride and walked into the school building.

Heads turned around when I got into the hallway. I had a lot of envious, lustful and gushing looks thrown my way but I didn’t care. I was already used to it.

I was already at my locker and was about to open it when I felt someone grab me from behind. I smiled knowing who it was.

“How was your weekend baby?” Lucas, my boyfriend asked as he place a peck on my neck. I chuckled and turned around to face him.

He was the captain of the quarterback team in our school and his father owned a lot of companies in Miami. Though he was from a rich family, they aren’t as wealthy as ours.

He is the most desired boy in our school but it still wasn’t surprising when he asked me to be his girlfriend. I was he queen of Crescent High and every guy wanted the honor to be on just a date with me.

Besides, I used to have a crush on him so I didn’t hesitate to tell him yes when he asked me out. We have been dating for a year and two months now.

“It was fine. I missed you a lot. You didn’t even bother to call or visit me.” I pouted cutely as I removed his arms from him and feigned anger.

“I would have visited you but you know, I was so busy during the weekend.” He explained.

“Too busy to even give me a call? Don’t you love me anymore?” I asked.

“You know I do. How about this, we’ll set up a date today.” I was about to agree with him when I recalled that Grandma wanted me back home early.

“How about tomorrow??” I asked.

“Deal.” He answered making me chuckle.

I tip toed and wrapped my arms around him and engaged him in a deep kiss. We were still locking lips when I heard a small cough. I disengaged from Lucas and turned to my side only to see my best friend, Sandy staring at us with a knowing smile.

“Seriously?? This early morning??” She teased as she gave us a disgusted look.

“Why do you always have to ruin the moment you vixen??” Lucas asked with a frustrated groan, making me chuckle.

“You really want to call sucking on each other’s saliva a moment??” She asked.

“Gross, if you put it that way, it’s really disgusting.” I said.

“Isn’t that what you both are doing??” She asked again.

“Whatever, I’ll catch you later baby. Keep those pretty lips warm for me.” He said before giving me one last kiss then he left.

“You see, you just chased him off like you always so.” I said as I turned to face Sandy.

“Just admit that I did you a favor. The dude was busy sucking the life out of you.” She said making me chuckle.

“What the hell Sandy!!”

“You know I’m right.” She said with a slight snicker before leaving for our classroom. I picked out what I wanted to from my locker before following behind her.

Sandy and I had been best friend since childhood, probably because both our parents were close friends. We attended the same middle school and now, the same high school. We are practically inseparable.

Any where she is, I must be there and vice versa. We also did things together and loved each other dearly. She is also very beautiful. It is really hard for people to compare who was the hottest between us two.

She was termed the angel of Crescent High mainly because of her angelic looking face and her melodious voice while I am the goddess.

We got to the class in no time and I settled down immediately, while Sandy sat on the seat next to mine. The teacher came in and started teaching.

*Later in the evening*

The school bell rang, indicating that it was closing time already. I and Sandy stood up from our seats and we were about to leave the class when someone blocked our way.

I frowned deeply when I noticed it was Bianca, my sworn enemy and her minions, I don’t really know their name. All I know is that they usually follow her around like they are some sort of puppets.

She always like competing with even though she looses all the time. Plus, she always likes top copy me. Be it dress codes, popularity and even boyfriends, exactly why she has slept with almost all the quarterbacks players, well except my boyfriend. Too bad she can never be me.

“If it isn’t the self-proclaimed queen and her maid.” She said and her minions chuckled behind her like she said something funny.

“If it isn’t the crazy lady with a well for a pussy.” Sandy replied making me burst out into laughter.

What I forgot to mention is that even though Sandy rarely talks, she has a very foul mouth. Bianca’s expression changed immediately Sandy said that but she was quick to recover.

“I see you have finally found your voice.” She mocked.

“I wonder how you still have yours after how many dicks you’ve swallowed.” I was the one that said it and that made her frown.

“What did you just say to me??” She asked angrily.

“She called you a slut.” Sandy mocked.

Bianca’s face grew red with anger. She raised her hands and was about to slap Sandy when I caught it and pushed her away. She stumbled back and was about to fall when one of her minions caught her.

“Are you crazy??” She asked when she was finally able to regain her composure.

“You’re the one that’s crazy. I suggest you get out of our way before you see the true definition of crazy.” I threatened angrily.

Seeing my serious expression, she moved back in fear. Weakling. I eyed her in disgust before I left with Sandy. Barely seeing her wretched face was enough to put a frown on my face talk less of talking to her.

She had already managed to ruin my good mood. But.. there’s only on thing that can bring the smile back to my face.

SHOPPING!!!

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*AT THE MALL*

I and Sandy walked into the room filled with elegance. We watched as heads turned towards us. The hall suddenly grew silent when our presence was noticed.

We ignored the onlookers and walked into the female’s section. Then, we started picking out the most beautiful dresses and jewelries.

Normally, I don’t shop out of the blue. Only when I am feeling down. Shopping always had a way of brightening up my mood.

When I was done, the smile I had this morning had returned back to my face. I was about to leave when something caught my eye in the male section.

It was a neck-tie. It made me think about dad. I’m really sure he would love it. With that thought in mind, I walked over and was about to pick it when someone suddenly snatched it. The audacity!!!

Before he or she could leave, I gripped the neck tie making the person stop dead on his or her tracks. I looked over and was about to lash out at whoever it was when my eyes met with the most handsome man I had ever seen.

I opened my mouth to say something but no words could come out. No one has ever made me feel this way before, not even my own boyfriend. What the hell is wrong with me??

“Are you going to let go or what?” He asked, bringing me out of my dream land.

I stared up at him only to see that he was staring at me with an impatient look.

I wiped away all the disgusting thoughts and stared at him in anger. Who does he think he is to talk to me that way? Doesn’t he know who I am?

“I saw it first.”

“And I took it first so let go.” He said as he tried to pull the tie from my hands but that only made me tighten my grip.

We stood face to face as we engaged ourselves in a silent battle, waiting for who would give up first while the huge crowd that had formed watched us with keen interest.