Aya's POV
Today is Saturday, and I woke up at 7 a.m to jog just outside our mansion. I took action immediately. I had coffee and bread before jogging. I'm wearing a sports bra and shorts; this is what I always wear when jogging. I'm also wearing a wireless earpiece because I listen to music while jogging.
I just wandered outside the mansion for a few hours and thought about going back inside the house because I remembered that I have a photoshoot at 3 to 5 p.m. I jogged back to the front entrance of our house when a fast motorcycle almost ran into me. I didn't hear it because I was wearing an earpiece. It stopped not far from me so I approached it.
"HOY! Alam mo bang muntik na akong masagaan?! hindi mo ba nakikita ang dinadaanan mo?" I told the man and kicked his motorbike so it came down.
"At isa pa, ang alam ko hindi pwede ang basagulero sa loob ng mansion namin, paano ka nakapasok?" I added and he looked at me as he remove his helmet.
"Oh..it wasn't a guy" I said to myself and stared at her as I realized that her hair is long and color is red.
"I honked but you didn't hear, that's your problem. I dodged and almost fell" Mikhael responded to me without looking at me because she was removing her motorcycle gloves.
"Ano ba kasing ginagawa ng manok dito sa loob ng mansion namin" I replied and she gazed at me as if likes she is going to bite me.
"Watch your words Ayara, we're not friends" Mikhael said and walks out of my sight.
"Nagt-training ako ng boxing, baka gusto mong suntukin kita sa mukha" I answered and dad suddenly came out of the front entrance so we both bowed.
"Mikhael nandito ka na pala, halika pasok ka" Dad answered and I turned my gaze to Mikhael and she walked away from me. Before it came in, she looked at me badly.
I was left standing and clenching my fists. What is she doing here? I entered the house and went straight to the kitchen to drink water. I wipe my sweat while grandma Marcy prepares our breakfast. While I was waiting for dad to come to the dining room, I just stared at the window. While I was stunned, dad arrived along with mom and Mikhael.
Mikhael sat next to me so I looked at her and she also looked at me. I broke our gaze and turned to dad who was smiling at what he is seeing.
"Okay na pala kayo" Dad said to me while smiling.
"Ah hin- ahh" Mikhael was about to answer but I pinched her side.
"Yes po dad, okay na kami" I respond while fake smiling.
We remained silent until the food arrived. Even during our meal no one planned to speak. While Mikhael was eating, I pinched her side so that she choked a little; I filled her glass with water and made her drink continuesly.
"What was that for? Are you planning to kill me?" Mikhael whispered and I smiled as if I was teasing her.
"Okay na pala kayo ngayon anak, hindi na kayo mahihirapan pagkatapos ng kasal niyo" dad said and I nodded.
"Ah dad, may photoshoot ako later sa Manila, baka bukas na ako makauwi" I said to dad and Mikhael suddenly speak.
"Samahan ko na po si Ayara, dad. I have my own condo around Manila where we could stay temporarily" I suddenly turned to Mikhael at what she said and I frowned.
"Mabuti naman kung ganon Mikhael, magiging mabuting asawa ka sa anak ko" dad said and Mikhael smiled at him.
"Gamitin mo ang kotse ko, Mikhael. Nakita kasi kitang naka motor papunta dito, ayokong may mangyaring masama sainyo" dad said Mikhael nodded formally that annoyed me.
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Arrange Marriage [Ongoing]
FanfictionMikhael, a 26 year old forced to arrange marriage to Ayara, a 26 year old fashion model and only daughter of Arcallana. They did not expect that they would be forced to marry someone just because of their family company, especially they are same gen...