All Chapters of A Deal With the Arrogant Billionaire : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

"I'm not trying to blame you for anything. You know more than anyone else that I've alway wanted to have a video that would go viral. Then it happens to be my wedding video. I don't mean to get on your nerves but are... you expecting me to cry?" Cara questioned.It didn't take an hour for the short clips those reporter had taken to be all over the media. Right where she was trying to talk it out with Yara, she got the notifications. Got to know that it was not just uploaded on YouTube but on Twitter and there were already tens of thousands of views.Corey wasn't someone that cared about having a renowned wedding. He just wanted to have her in his arms forever. He had stopped her from calling the press to their wedding. He reminded her that they weren't celebrities and chances were that it would be waste of money and nothing would go viral.Oh how, Cara was suddenly obsessed with cheap popularity. It was such a terrible temptation that while she didn't invite any such people to her wed

~ Worried ~"You need a lot rest, Yara. Go rest up." He said, releasing her from his hold.Yara was flustered. She smiled shyly and had no idea how to feel. He was being too good and that was not what he knew Grayson as.For quite a long time, he had been arrogant, annoying and loved getting on her nerves."Promise me we'll talk about this tomorrow?" She asked."It can not be avoided. Tomorrow it is." He said walking to the door and parting it open for her.Yara chuckled in embarrassment. "Are you chasing me out of the room now?""For your own good, Yara." He said with a lone tone, smirking at her.Yara walked towards the door. She paused, knowing fully well that it was not the right moment to do that which she was about doing.But then, what if is she went on with her thoughts?She tilted her head to the side and pecked his cheek. In which he dodged and covered her mouth with his.Yara took a step forward, holding the door as she closed her eyes and continued the kiss. It was slow,

~ The Power Of Forgiveness ~Clenching his fist, his jaw tightened as he looked away from her. He had to control himself and ignore her because it was obviously at mood swings at work. He did what he seeme best to do at the moment.And that was standing up and walking out of the lounge."We are not done discussing, Grayson." Yara stated with a disconcerted look.She had no idea why Grayson was angry. She had only said the truth. They were just together at the moment because the contract did bind them.Though he showed through his actions that he did like her, she wasn't sure. One things Yara wanted to protect her heart from was another heartbreak.The first time she failed in doing. She had slept with him even with the rumors of how much of a ruthless, arrogant fuck boy the CEO of the Dolan Group Of Companies is. In which she experienced some of his arrogance that night at Montero.Then she got a test of his ruthlessness when she realized that she was pregnant and went to meet up with

~ Change Of Plans ~"I don't want Grayson having my head. Just sit and have your eyes fixed on me." Cara said with a sly smile as she rinsed the pot with rushing water and brought out the spiced chicken from the fridge."You're what again? Don't be too full of yourself. I will just tell you just how to make the chicken soup. You're not that great at it." Yara was sitting on the kitchen bar stool with a plate filled with fresh carrots before her on the table.Cara turned and gave her a stink eye. "You know I'm better at cooking. Just shut up."They talked randomly. Cara told her about her first night with Corey. She had ruined with her bad mood. He would not touch her because she was not in the right mood. She had continued that way for days though she had asked him not to mind her after having a wild sex with him the next day.But how could he not mind her? When he realized that whatever that was eating her up, was eating deep, he spoke to her about it and it was his exact suspicions

"We hope you enjoy your stay here," the receptionist said, a warm smile gracing her face. Cara returned the smile as she extended her hand to collect the key card from her. The receptionist looked like she couldn't be more than twenty. Highest, she'd be in her early twenties. "Thank you," Cara said, still maintaining her smile. The receptionist nodded, keeping on her own smile. The nod caused the wine red hijab she wore, which matched her uniform, to ruffle a bit. Cara spun around afterwards, concluding that everyone in Qatar was nice. Ever since she and Covey arrived, all the people they met had been nothing but warm to them. Speaking of which, she hadn't seen Covey in a while. He was supposed to meet her ages ago but he was nowhere in sight. She glanced around the almost empty reception in hopes of seeing him. While her eyes roamed every corner of the place, a tap on the back made her jump. She spun around to find Covey smiling at her. "You. . ."She pressed her lips together