Arranged Love

Chapter 4

The next 4 weeks passed uneventfully for Lanie and Jason. Jason should have been done in two weeks, but he didn't have everything he needed just yet. Until today. 

They had gotten to know each other slightly. Jason had tried to learn about Lanie, but she refused to divulge her secrets. All she would tell was that it was hard, and she had nobody at home who cared for her. 

He also found out about her parents, they had made a lot of money in the piping industry and Jason was sure the Qaderis had probably come in contact with them more than once, they had one son named Jack and the two daughters Alicia & Lanie. In all the public magazine or tabloid pictures he found of the family, Lanie was never shown, it was always Alicia and/or Jason, never all three of them and most definitely never Lanie. There was only one public picture of her, when she was 16 and featured in the Harvard school newsletter as being one of their youngest and brightest students ever.

Today however, Jason and Lanie were going to the gym to exercise, winter break just started and they would both enjoy it to the fullest, but first the gym. Jason also wanted to come along, to really see how strong the girl was, so that he could further solidify the plans necessary.

"Wow," he said with a smirk,"You can definitely kick some ass darling," he had taken to calling her darling just as he did all his female friends, and she was completely fine with it, "I try, I needed to know how to defend myself, so I quit dance and started taking kickboxing and self-defense classes, so I could be independent and never be vulnerable again," she answered with a shrug of her shoulders.

"I'm gonna go start running, I have about 4 miles to get through, so see you later Jase," she waved. She also had formed a pet name for him, which he was happy about, because it meant she trusted him, which was of utmost importance if this was to work, he thought to himself, "Sure, see you in a few,"

As he subtly watched her work out, he quickly texted the king, I learned more about her, I will call tonight. Jason had not called the king or Rafe since the first call informing them about Lanie, he liked to have a lot of news at once, instead of just dropping bits and pieces, and so far it had paid him well in his work.

After the gym, they went for her favorite snack, actually one of her three favorites, which he had learned were ice cream, salads, and jelly beans. They arived at the cafe and ordered their salads, and quietly talked about college and all the stuff they had to do.

Jason would be staying at her place, because she believed his house was being fumigated, it wasn't. And although he would be able to carry out the plan by next week at the most, he was almost disappointed that it was so easy. She would soon learn not to be so naive.

These past few weeks, he'd really been able to bring her out of her shell completely, and he sometimes regretted it, because of her sassy comebacks that never ceased to end.

When they had finished, they went ice skating, then they parted ways, Lanie to her townhouse, and Jason to the apartment that he'd been able to rent, so that he could "pick up some stuff". Truthfully he needed to call the king, and fill him in on tonight.

* Rafe's POV *

I woke up this morning at around 3 to see Sarah sucking me off. I had fucked her last night. I know I shouldn't but bad habits die hard. 

I pulled the brunette off of me, and she giggled senselessly, Sarah was definitely still drunk. I put her on her hands and knees and slowly pushed the tip of my manhood in, I was wide and long and I knew it, and she hadn't been able to take all of me without crying last night,like she always did when we fucked,  but since she was intoxicated, my conscience and I chalked the crying up to that.

She started turning around begging me to fuck her, "You want me to fuck you? To fuck that pussy?" She wiggled her flat ass at me or tried to. It seemed that I was pushing myself to do this as my mind kept drifting away. I couldn't help imagining Lanie in exactly this position, but she would be more beautiful, more graceful, more innocent, more pleasure starved, and with that thought, I shoved all the way into Sarah was her name. She screamed and came around me, I didn't care whether she came or not, as long as I did. 

I found that amusing, and laughed to myself, as I started picking up speed, feeling myself tighten in my balls. She came two more times, before I came deep inside her, she told me last night that she was back on her birth control so I wasn't worried.

Sarah is kind of a slut. I've slept with her before and here I am doing it again. She was kind of boring and predictable in bed, but anything to get my mind off Melania. Speaking of which, my father said that he had some news about her, and there would be another call with Jason tonight.

After I completely emptied myself into Sarah, I flopped back onto the bed, pretending to be asleep, so maybe she would leave or just not talk, because I did not feel good after fucking her. Some of it was because I knew how insane she was but I felt marginally guilty now that I was practically engaged. I quickly dispelled that thought and fell asleep.

I woke up around 9 and decided to get some work done. As you know the name of my country is Cognac, and we make all the Cognac wine in the world, and we also produce some really fine bourbon, so today I needed to have a couple of meetings with the heads of separate departments, then I had to go help with our jobs program.

Our jobs program gives people basic job training, then helps them find a job in the field that they were trained in, it's pretty cool and probably the most fulfilling thing in my life, besides sex. Sex is really great, anyway after I finished all my work for the day I headed over to the library where my father and I would talk to Jason.

The call came in, "Good evening your highness," he greeted, "Hello Jason, you said you had some updates?"

"I do, I also sent an e-mail with some more pictures of the girl, I think they will be quite to your liking Rafe," he said. I get the sense that he knows what has been invading my thoughts the past few weeks. My father opened up the email and we perused the photos for a few seconds, there were about 20 of them, and 10 of them had her face in them, beautiful, not in your face pretty like everybody else, but very graceful looking too, "Thank you Jason, now what news did you gather?"

"Her family is quite wealthy, but for some reason they have refused to accept her as their daughter, except by giving her a monthly allowance, which by trading on the stock market, she triples every month. 

She's a fascinating young woman, she's very independent, and physically and mentally strong. We will need including myself 3 men for the job, I have no doubt that she will fight back with everything that she has." My father asked,"How well do you think she will adapt to her responsibilities here?"

"As long as she is allowed to finish school on the side, I think she will be quite alright. Her schooling is very important to her,"

"Have you been able to learn more about her history?' I wanted to know, because strangely I cared, "No, she's very guarded about it, she just says that it isn't something she'd wish on anybody,"

"That's alright, we'll take care of it when she's here, when do you think you will be done with it?"

"Tonight, I told her my apartment was being fumigated, and I needed a place to stay, she gladly allowed me to stay with her, I'm not there right now, under the pretense that I'm getting my things. We should all be back by the weekend." he sighed,

"Sometimes I wish I didn't have to do this sirs, she really has been dealt a shitty hand, an we're about to make it so much worse,"

"Thank you very much Jason," my father said, "We appreciate it, I join you in hoping that we can help the poor girl, we will see you soon then, in the meantime we'll be making a passport and cover story for her, good night,"

"Good night your highness," and he dropped the call.