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 [Ongoing]
FanficMikhael, 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...