Chapter 16

💋 Chapter Sixteen💋

Dylan placed his phone on the table and stood up from the sofa chair he was seated on.

A lot og things were running in his mind, thinking about Beauty. He didn't understand why he was thinking about her.

The door flung wide open as Beauty angrily walked into the room, looking furious. She flinged her bag to the bed and also threw herself.

Dylan smirked and walked towards her.

He found himself sitting beside her staring at her ugly face.

"What's wrong Beauty?" He asked the lady that was laying on the bed.

Beauty sat up and stared at him. It was just so hard to figure out what he was thinking.

"I'm not okay. You need to see the way they mocked me just because of my face. I wasn't born this way so why?"

He noticed the anger in her voice, the only thing he could do was to embrace her.

He wrapped his arms around her as she cried on his shoulder.

"You know what you should do? Be the Beauty that you've always been. Neglect the mockery and the face. Just be you" he said as he disengaged from her.

She just lowered her gaze, sobbing softly.

"Where you the one that blacklisted those models?"

He nodded.

"But what if they know you are doing this and it's because of me?" She asked with shock all over her face.

"It's not a problem. They do not dare talk to me anyhow. People can't wait to see me on the D-Day" he smirked.

"What D-Day? Wait, you are going to be the judge for the most beautiful model. Do you intend to go there for real?" She asked almost yelling.

Every year, it's impossible for Dylan to show his face. It's either he is in a dark place making it a video conference or he just bring some cool ideas but never showed his face. This year is going to be different.

"Yes, I am" he replied.

"No way, people have been dying to see you. I still can't believe I'm the wife of the man people are dying to see" she blushed.

Dylan held her shoulders and stared at her.

"If you blush too much, I'll kiss your ugly face"

She beats his hands off and stood up.

"I'll be right back"

He stared at her as she walked out of the room.

He chuckled and went to grab his phone.

The news about Beauty was all over the web.

There was only one person that was still supporting her.

Dylan tapped the profile of the person a d was shocked.

"Tara?!" He murmured.

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Tara was with her brother in the lobby. They were both busy with their phones especially Tara who was insulting those who insulted Beauty.

"How can these people be so mean? They say they are her number one fan but no, they are just fake fans, pretenders! They are..."

"Hey Tara, that's enough. Beauty has turned ugly I think she deserves it. If she would have allowed me fuck her years back, she wouldn't have been ugly" Jason chuckled.

Tara rolled her eyes.

"Brat!"

Her phone rang, her face lightened up when she saw that it was Dylan.

"Hey Dylan, it's been a long time"

Jason frowned when he heard his sister mention Dylan's name.

He stood up and grabbed her phone.

"Hey jerk, why are you suddenly calling my sister? You want to beg for money?" He laughed as he said those harsh words.

Tara grabbed her phone back from Jason.

"Are you crazy?" She yelled and went out with her phone.

"I'm sorry about that Dylan"

"It's nothing. I saw your comments on Beauty's post, seems like you like her a lot" he said as if he didn't know.

"Like her? I love her a lot. She is my favourite model and my role model. I wish to meet her one day" Tara said.

Dylan wished he could help but he didn't know if she could keep it's secret.

He decided to test her.

"Wow, that's very good of you Tara. Being a number one fan. I hope she notices you someday"

"I wish Dylan. I just want her to love me just as I love her"

Dylan could hear the sadness in her voice.

He cleared his throat and prepared to tell her a lie.

If she could keep it a secret for a week, then he will trust her and bring her over to his secret mansion.

"I sold my car Tara and I need a little money from you"

Tara sighed.

"I just hope dad doesn't find out because he will be really mad. I'll transfer the money to your account now, just tell me how much you want" she said.

"Ten thousand" he replied.

"Okay. See you later Dylan" she said and disconnected the call.

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After some minutes, Dylan saw the money and smirked.

"Tara just finds way to amaze me. She sent fifty thousand"

Dylan looked round the room and noticed that Beauty hasn't come back.

He left the room in search of her.

He frowned when he saw Elisa and Hana walking together towards him.

"Where is my wife? Why aren't you with her?" He asked.

They bowed and lowered their gaze.

"My lady sent us out of the kitchen master"

"Kitchen?" He murmured and walked towards the kitchen.

He took the stairs and went down the stairs.

He saw the chefs standing outside the kitchen with the door closed.

"What is going on here?" He asked.

They all bowed.

"Master, my lady sent us out of the kitchen and ordered us not to come in"

"Why didn't you stop her?" He asked with annoyance in his voice.

"It was impossible master"

Dylan sighed and went into the kitchen.

He saw Beauty stirring something in the pan. She left that and started dicing meats.

A smile crept on his face as he walked towards her.

"I thought i said no one should enter the kitchen" she said without looking at the person walking towards her.

"Well, it's my house my lady" he replied.

Beauty heard his voice and turned her neck to stare at him.

She turned down the gas and folded her arms.

"Still, why do you enter the kitchen?" She asked.

"I heard the Master's wife was in the kitchen so I decided to check what she was doing" he said slowly walking towards her.

"I just wanted to cook something. I miss cooking even if it's not my thing" she laughed and continued dicing the meat.

She washed it and poured them into the pot.

She boiled it and fried them with some pepper sauce and shrimp.

Dylan watched her as she did everything carefully.

She served them in two plates and carried it.

Dylan walked towards her and placed it on the table back.

"Let's go, they will serve it for us" he said and gently pulled her out of the kitchen.

"Bring that dish and a bottle of wine to the dinning table" Dylan said to the chef and left with Beauty.

They nodded and went in.

They www the delicious meal she made.

They tasted it and liked it.

"I never knew she could cook. This is so nice, the shrimp added more flavour to it" they commented.

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Beauty sat on the chair staring at Dylan who was also staring at her.

Their maids stood a little bit far from them.

"Are we in a staring contest?" She asked.

"Even if we are in a staring contest, you will win because you won't be able to take your eyes off my handsome face" he said.

Beauty frowned.

"Trust me, I'm more beautiful than you. Just wait till this thing get out of my face if it will ever get off" she rolled her eyes.

Her eyes beamed when she saw the food.

They carefully placed it on the table and poured the wine into their glasses.

"I must say my lady, you are a perfect cook. It really looks and taste nice" one of the chef commented.

Beauty smiled at him.

"Thank you"

Dylan quickly took a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth.

"This is so bad!" He pretended.

Beauty shot him a hard glare.

"Is it?"

"I'm just kidding. No need to give me that scary look my lady"

The chefs laughed softly and left.

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Beauty ate silently as she drank most of the wine.

"Do you know my sister is your number one fan?" He asked.

Beauty shook her head.

"I didn't know you had a sister" she replied.

"Her name is Tara just incase. I wanted to let her come here but I'm afraid she will spill my secret so I gave her a test"

"Hmmm, that's good"

Dylan stared at Beauty closely and noticed that she was tipsy.

"Beauty, are you drunk?" He murmured.

Beauty started laughing. She grabbed the glass of wine. She poured everything into her mouth and banged the glass on the table.

"Do I look drunk to you master?"

Dylan shook his head.

"Elisa! Go prepare a warm bath for her" he said and stood up.

"The rest of you may go"

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Dylan walked towards Beauty and slowly carried her in his arms.

Beauty drew her face closer to his and laughed.

"I thought you were Bruno. I wanted to kick your ass for touching me" she murmured as she rested her head on his chest.

Dylan walked to their room for five minutes. He threw the door open an saw Elisa and Hana waiting in front of the bathroom.

"You can leave. I'll do it myself" he said.

They instantly raised their head and stared at him.

They bowed and left the room.

"I can't believe he's going to bath her"

"I know right. That's so romantic" they whispered to each other as they left.

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Tbc