Chapter 3 Charity's Fury

"I understand your words miss, but before you become our matriarch. The current head of the family is our master, we only take orders from him and no one else."

" Please pardon us miss, can you please leave? The master won't like it if he gets awoken by the noise." The head guard remarked.

Charity's frown deepened, her fingers turning into a fist in anger "Are you trying to say I am making a noise here? Are you calling me a nuisance right now? It seems you don't value your job so well, it seems you want to get fired right now." Charity growled in anger.

Worry appeared on the faces of the other guards, offending the young miss was like asking for trouble.

"Please young miss don't get angry. He is just trying to tell you that, you should please return. We will inform the master once he wakes up that you came here." One of the guards chirped in trying to save his superior.

"Yes young miss, we will tell the master of your visit when he wakes up. You do not have to get angry, we will put in good words for you too." Another guard said and they all nodded their head.

Charity continued glaring at the head guard without backing out, she ran her fingers through her hair before nodding.

"I will listen to you both and don't worry, you both will get a raise. You will both get paid higher, I will take my leave now. Remember to inform Dylan I was here." Charity ordered.

The guards nodded their heads immediately after they heard Charity's words, they waited for the young miss to leave before releasing a sigh from their lips. "She has such a bad temper, superior how is your face?" The first guard that stood up for the superior asked.

"It is nothing to worry about. I did as the master instructed, I had to follow his orders no matter what. Let's hope the master will be fine." The head guard remarked which earned a nod from the others, they went back to their stationed places and stood in formation.

Inside the room, Dylan heard the soft breathing of the lady on the bed. The heat he was feeling had not subsided even a little bit, he stood up and took off his shirt. He heard the commotion from outside but he was not one to care, he knew his men could carry out the job perfectly.

Dylan took off his trousers too leaving only his briefs on, he proceeded towards the bathroom. Dylan soaked himself in the bathtub all night without getting out from it, in hopes of getting rid of the heat.

The next morning arrived after it felt like a millennial had passed for Dylan, while Dylan had a rough time sleeping and getting rid of the heat that was killing him, Ariel slept soundly on the bed.

Ariel groaned and sat up on the bed when the sun from the windows shone directly on her face, she smiled and sat up on the bed trying to stretch her body but instead, she was surprised. Ariel's eyes widened when they fell on Dylan's chest, her eyes immediately shut in fright.

"Ah! Pervert! What are you doing here? Why are you in my room and that too shirtless? What the hell is going on?" Ariel yelled loudly without taking note of her surroundings.

Dylan clicked his teeth, stepped closer to the bed, and stood beside where Ariel was sitting. "Have you worn your shirt, I am opening my eyes now," Ariel remarked and opened her eyes, she looked in the direction where she first saw the man but he was not there anymore.

"Up here!" Dylan said and Ariel immediately looked up surprised by the voice close to her, she moved back in fear and surprise.

"You are in my room and not yours, did you forget about the deal we made the previous night? Get your ass up and put on your clothes, cover up your chest." Dylan remarked throwing a glance at her exposed chest.

Ariel's eyes fell on her chest and this time she screamed more loudly than she did when she woke up, "Ah! What the hell, why am I naked?!" Ariel yelled loudly trying to find her clothes and put them on.

"Stop screaming!" Dylan instructed sending her a glare.

Outside the door, reporters tried to force their way into the room.

They had been informed by some anonymous person that the Young master of the richest business in the country and Young Miss Charity the heiress were in the same hotel and reportedly they spent the night together.

The guards tried to push the reporters back but the reporters used force trying to get in but they were no match for the guards. The guards pushed the reporters away from there and with the signal from their superior, the other guards let two reporters go.

The two reporters sneaked away from the others and immediately pushed the room door open.

Ariel panicked when she heard the open click of the door, she tried to hide hoping her colleagues would not find her but it was too late. The reporters rushed in and almost immediately they began clicking their cameras to take pictures.

Dylan rolled his eyes, he sat on the bed and held onto the girl. He pulled her into his chest and hid her face away from the media, he did not expect his grandfather would do something as exaggerated as this to get his attention.

But there was an evil glint in Dylan's eyes that showed he knew exactly what was happening but it went unnoticed by the others.

"Mr. Dylan, who is the young lady there? Is that Miss Charity? We received news that you and Miss Charity spent the night together last night."

"Mr. Dylan the woman in your embrace doesn't seem like Miss Charity, who is that woman?"

"Tell us, Mr. Dylan"

"We want to hear your opinion." The reporters asked numerous questions, one question after another. The guards tried to pull them out but the reporters refused to leave.

"Mr. Dylan the woman in your embrace doesn't seem like Miss Charity, who is that woman?"

"Mr. Dylan tell us, is she your rumored fiancee? Tell us Mr. Dylan, who is she?"

Dylan frowned at the questions, the bites he was getting from the little woman he was hugging to himself, didn't give him any chance to think either. "She is my Fiancee."