Arranged

9. A Day in The Life of Daniel and Samantha Stevens

D A N I E L

Now don't get me wrong, yes, hands down, I did cook breakfast.

But I cooked breakfast because I was just in the mood and it's true that I don't have any maids cook for me.

I didn't make breakfast for Samantha.

Okay?

Now, after breakfast, I had to go get ready for work, so I took a shower, dried my hair, put on a grey suit, and my Rolex watch, and headed downstairs.

I grabbed my keys, my phone, and shades, and went into the kitchen to tell Samantha I'm going, 'cause, you know, for courtesy.

"Hey," I said, "I'm going to work. I'll be home around ten."

She was on her phone, reading something. She didn't look up at me, but replied with, "Okay. See ya."

She really is nineteen.

I rolled my eyes, and headed out the door, and into my drive way.

I decided to drive in my red Camaro.

To be honest, I now feel shameful to drive in my green Mustang ever since Samantha insulted it. If a middle-class girl like her doesn't like it, then I don't feel it is worthy to be driven by me.

Despicable, I know, but sacrifices have to be made to stay the #1 billionaire in the world.

I got in my car, started it, and drove all the way to my office headquarters.

Once I got there, I went straight to the elevator, ignoring the girls trying to catch my attention.

I pressed the button that went all the way to the floor with my office.

I sighed. "Huh, another day."

~•* M e a n w h i l e *•~

S A M A N T H A

Wow.

One minute I'm having breakfast with my 'oh-so wonderful husband," and the next he ditches me to go to work without a word. Is it just me, or is that a major sign that he is a dick?

Well, I don't know, but it seems like it to me.

Any way, I decided to call up my friend Julianne so we could catch up and have a girl's day out.

"Hey Julie!"

"Oh my gosh, Sammy!"

"Hey!"

"My gosh, I haven't seen or talked to you in weeks! How are you?"

"I'm great, I'm great. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out today. Maybe we could meet up somewhere?"

"Totally! I can meet you at the Starbucks on main street in about half an hour, if that's okay?"

"That'd be great see you there!"

"Kay, bye!"

I hung up the phone, and went into my room to change.

I took a quick shower, dried my hair, and picked out and outfit.

I decided to wear a peach dress that reached my mid-thigh, and paired it with tan heels.

I let my hair loose in its waviness, and a chunky gold necklace as my accessory.

I did simple makeup, and my final piece was a tan tote.

I grabbed the essentials (phone, wallet, keys, etc.), and walked out.

But before I stepped out of the door, I remembered I didn't have my car. And then I looked over to the driveway filled with cars...

I smirked. But then that smirk faded. What if he found out? I thought. I grabbed my phone out of my purse and called up Daniel.

"Daniel Stevens speaking."

"Hey."

"Samantha? Why are you calling?"

"Can I borrow one of your cars?"

"Um, no. Are you kidding me?"

"Please! I left my car at the church and I don't know where it is. Please?"

"No."

"Please."

"No."

"With sugar on top? Wait... Or is that the right expression?"

"I don't know, but still, no."

"Please."

"No."

"Please."

"Fine."

"Yay! Thank you!"

"Ugh. Don't mention it."

I hung up and went inside. I grabbed a random key, and went back into the drive way, locked the door, and pressed the unlock button.

Immediately the black Jaguar made a noise.

Internally I said yes, because I personally like Jaguars.

I walked over to the vehicle, open the car, started it with a vroom! and bam.

I drove to the Starbucks that me and Julianne decided to meet at.

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Thanks for reading this chapter of Arranged!

Sorry for the late update. But hey, at least I updated right?

I literally wrote this while watching Guardians of the Galaxy and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2014).

Well, #Yolo.

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