(Saya's POV)
"You've been smiling to yourself the whole morning, what's gotten into you?" Mikael says as he steps out of the bathroom.
Lost in my train of thoughts, I jump at Mikael's entrance, almost dropping the present the twins gave me.
"Idiot! You almost made me drop my gift!" I shout, safely putting it back on my dressing table.
"Hahaha! Are you that caught up on the idea of us getting married, hmm? If so, I'll gladly propose to you right here, right now." he says with a sly smirk.
"As if you even have a ring on you." I tease.
"Dare me." he's smile grows wider.
"Stop playing a fool and get dressed so you can do my hair for me!" I quickly dismiss him, not wanting to deal with his early morning shenanigans.
"Saya, I've been wondering." Mikael says, choosing to brush my hair first. I hum in response for him to continue.
"If I do most of the basic necessities for you, what can you actually do?" he paths my hair down the middle.
"Are you implying that I'm a useless, good for nothing SNOB!?" I seeth out in annoyance.
"Well not in so many words, but basically." he says nonchalantly.
What does he take me for?
"For your information!" I pause, remembering to not let my ego get the better of me, "I'm actually very capable for my ranking. I can do just about anything you can. I just prefer having others treat me like a queen."
"A queen you are indeed but, I can't seem to take your word for it. I have to see it to believe it. So, how about we visit your family and you cook me a full course meal in the comfort of your home. See it as your housewife training."
He chuckles softly and I lightly punch his arm. "I am not studying my butt off to be your housewife!"
"And I am not letting my wife lift a finger for the rest of her life. I will be your provider." Mikael says, finishing off my now fluffy space buns.
"Please, you sound so cringe. Also, we're NOT getting married." I say giving him an icky face.
I grab my phone and get up to make a quick call. "When I get back you better be dressed."
After ten minutes, I close the balcony door and find Mikael sitting on his bed, swinging his legs back and forth like a four year old.
"Let's go." I say walking to the door.
"Where are we going?"
"Did you not just challenge me to prove my skills to you?" Mikael looks shocked.
"My chauffer is waiting outside. We have to leave now, the mansion is pretty far." I say while dragging a stupefied Mikael out the dorm.
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Two hours later and well into the evening, we arrive at the mansion. We are greeted by my personal butler, Sebastian, who warmly welcomes us. He guides us out of the crisp night-time air, into the living room.
"Please sir, make yourself at home. Shall I offer you a drink?" Sebastian asks.
"Just water is fine, thank you." Mikael politely answers and Sebastian leaves.
"Wow! You have such a beautiful home Saya. I knew you were rich but not this rich." Mikael looks around at the various designer furniture and contemporary art pieces on display. I laugh at him.
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