Chapter Four

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," Dylan said without second thoughts, he placed his free hand on Ariel's head and patted her head softly.

He tried to soften his expression a bit to show he was not lying, he tried to act a little bit affectionate with Ariel, and at the same time, he tried to stop her from biting him. "Is this true? Is she your fiancee? Then what about Miss Charity?"

"Miss Charity says you are her fiancee and also you are going to be getting married soon. Are you trying to say Miss Charity is lying?"

"Mr. Dylan, is this woman your fiancee? If she's your fiancee then why don't you show her face to the world? Why are you trying to hide her identity."

"What family does she belong to? Which family is she from? What university did she attend? Is she an heiress too like Miss Charity?" The reporters asked another batch of questions immediately after Dylan gave his answers, they were surprised the master was openly giving in to dating a woman.

Even Dylan's guards standing outside too were surprised by their master's words, they had known their master for years and in all those years never hugged any woman or even admitted to having a relationship with them.

Continuously female celebrities have always tried to prove their involvement with Dylan but their plans were always ruined by him, he made sure to put them in their places and made sure they didn't cross the line.

"It does not matter what family my fiancee is from, she is my fiancee and no one else's. Her family background, identity, and who she belongs to are all my business. Stop poking your noses in my business, get out everyone." Dylan ordered in a loud voice.

Suddenly the air in the room turned cold, the guards immediately got to work. They took advantage of the moment of shock and pushed the reporters out, they snapped the door shut and stood outside it protecting it.

"Mr. Dylan, you are yet to answer our questions." The reporters yelled loudly but their words all fell on deaf ears, the guards made them leave from the corridors.

After the reporters left, Ariel pulled herself away from Dylan's hands, she felt she would suffocate if she stayed any longer there. "What is going on? Why are the media people here? I don't want any troubles please, this was not our deal."

Ariel muttered with a frown, she wanted to live a hidden and protected life and not one where reporters were after her life. The media people always made sure to dig out information on anyone and she would not be spared either.

"Put on your clothes and come with me. I am taking you somewhere, things have changed. I will pay you 100 times the money this time around, you just have to come along with me and do as I say." Dylan remarked climbing down from the bed.

His eyes held an indescribable expression in them. "What no! What are you trying to do? I have a child already, you can't pull me along with you the way you want. I have a son too, please let's go our separate ways." Ariel muttered hurrying down from the bed, she had forgotten about her baby.

"I will protect you and your baby, your mother too just come with me," Dylan said a little bit frustrated by the situation.

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Ariel sat with Dylan inside the car with a frown on her face, she folded her hands and made sure to sit far away from him in the car. Soon they arrived at an old mansion that was built on a large amount of land, Ariel's eyes turned dark at the sight of the mansion.

"Who are you? Why are we here? Why did you bring me to this mansion, I do not want to stay here. Let's go back." Ariel muttered with a deep frown, her hands shook beside her and she tried to hide it from Dylan.

Dylan narrowed his eyes when it fell on Ariel's eyes, his guess was right then. "What do you mean? This is my house, should I take you somewhere else?" Dylan mocked.

"Climb down the car. You don't have to be scared, I own this mansion now. No one can drive you out from here." Dylan said in a tone that suggested whatever he was saying was true to Ariel.

Ariel hesitantly pulled open the car door and climbed out the car, she stood in a frightened manner staring at the large mansion before her. The scene of the past replaced her eyes, she could not help but see herself kneeling and pleading at the door.

Dylan walked towards Ariel, he held onto her hand and pulled her towards the mansion taking large strides. Lathe strides that Ariel could not meet up with but he walked faster regardless. "Your name must be Ariel, my name is Dylan."

Dylan introduced himself after what seemed like an eternity to them both. The door to the huge mansion was pulled open by the servants and immediately Dylan stepped inside with Ariel, an old man's voice echoed loudly in the mansion.

"Is that bastard back? How dare he ruin the plan I made for him? Who is the woman that he calls his fiancee? I want information about her right now, get me her information." The old man yelled throwing the newspaper at the man standing in front of him.

"There is no need for that Grandpa, I already brought home my fiancee. Or rather my wife, the woman I chose to marry is right here."

"Gary you don't have to find the information, I will provide you with everything you need. Grandpa." Dylan muttered in a not-so-bothered voice, if the old man was furious previously then he was fast and furious now.