Mikhael's POV
I woke up because of the sun's rays, I covered my eyes with a blanket to sleep again when I noticed why there was a blanket covering me.
"As far as I know, I didn't have any blanket last night" I said while staring at the blanket.
"Ahh, it might be Ayara" I added.
I opened my phone to check what this is and it was already 9 a.m. As I sat down, I yawn and stretched out my arms as I went to the kitchen to make coffee. When I got to the kitchen, I was about to make coffee when I noticed that there was food covered on my island table and there were sticky notes on it; I took it and read it.
"What? She left and didn't bother to wake me up?" I said to myself while holding the paper."Hm whatever, she already did that before, left without warning" I added as I glanced at the covered food and decided to open it.
"Oh Caesar salad, looks delicious" I said to myself and took a fork to eat it.
I opened my phone while eating to see if I have unread messages.
"VIP seat?? We will remain seated?" I asked myself.
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Arrange Marriage
FanfictionForced into matrimony by familial obligations, Mikhael and Ayara must navigate their unexpected same-sex union. As they confront their complicated pasts, will they allow love to blossom, or will resentment consume them? Warning: triggering/matured c...