Arranged Marriage With Mr Playboy – Episode 50


Kiara’s P.O.V

I was expecting this, sure, but not so soon.

“The guy is Alex, and she is you, isn’t that right?”

Sandra nodded sheepishly.

“Ye…Yeah. Are mád?” She played with her fingers, biting her lip nervously.

“No!” I laughed.

“No, I’m not. I…I just, I knew this would happen but but…” I stopped.

“So, are you two together?”

Sandra nodded, smiling.

“Of course. That’s why I haven’t spoken to you in so long. We have been hanging out a lot. And, I’m sorry but he’s just so sweet an…”

“It’s whatever. Besides, one of my close friends came from New York for the summer anyway. She kept me company.” I lied.

Actually, Andrea was never in sight these past few days.

But, she must have been with Michael.

So, that’s not my business.

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“Really? Who?” Sandra nudged me, an excited grin forming on her face.

“Her name is Andrea. Maybe you will meet her soon.”

“Yeah? That would be nice. So…” She continued as she dragged out the ‘so’.

“What’s up with Mr. and Mrs. Johnson?”

I was dreading that question.

Chuckling slightly, I shook my head.

“U…Um, not…nothing.” I wasn’t sure if I wanted to tell her or not yet.

“Oh come on!” Sandra groaned, making a ‘tsk’ noise, as if she was ashamed of me or something.

“I know there is something.”

“There is nothing rea…. ”

Before I could finish, the door slammed open, causing me to jump in terror.

I clutched my chest, as I glanced towards the door.

Blonde hair, hazel eyes, sly grin, an overly-exposed white tank top, and tight, black, leather shorts. Andrea obviously.

“Aye my homie b!tch!” She screamed at the top of her lungs.

“What you up to?” She did two hops and flew onto my bed, causing my sheets to be wrinkled again.

“A$shole!” I scolded, playfully.

“I just made the bed! You always make a mess. You couldn’t jumped on it with less force? And where were you these past few weeks?” A gasp escaped my lips soon after.

“Don’t tell me you and micheal…”

“Ugh, you dumb b!tch!”

I felt a soft, puffy type of fatness smack my face.

I looked down to see my pillow on the floor, causing me to make a fit again.

“Micheal and I haven’t done it yet. And I’m still a virgin.” She smirked, but something about Andrea’s eyes told me otherwise.

“Anyways, whose this girl?” She rudely pointed to sandra.

“Replaced me already?”

I rolled my eyes and scoffed.

“What’s up with your pissy mood lately? And no, I haven’t. But, this is Sandra. She is a friend I met a few weeks ago. okay?”

“Whatevs’!” Andrea rolled over, so that she was on her tummy, and took out her phone.

She started to play around with it while I caught sandra giving me a ‘wtf?’ look.

I responded with an ‘I-don’t-even-know’ shrug.

I had a feeling Andrea didn’t care much about Sandra, and sandra didn’t like her.

Let that alone, why did I get a feeling Andrea was possibly starting to dislike me all of a sudden?

She couldn’t.

You are just over-thinking, kiara.

Andrea is your best friend, next to Michael.

She wouldn’t betray me.