Pretending Hearts (O/O CLOSED)

“Most definitely not,” Arvil responded smoothly. “But I’m rather busy right now, so maybe later.”

He reached out for a piece of tissue and pulled out a pen from his pocket. He quickly wrote down his number, purposefully not writing out his name. He wondered what her reaction would be once she realized she had called the Arvil her fiancé. He would have to check up on her, too… it woukd be a fun activity.

“Here’s my number,” he passed it over to her. “We’ll arrange a meeting and you’ll explain why you had to pretend we were engaged.”

Arvil smirked brfore caught sight of a familiar man.

“That’s my cue,” he winked at Daisy. “See you later, Daisy~.”

[TIME SKIP]

“But Noah~” Arvil pouted, resting his chin on hand. “Why must you make me do this? I don’t want to do all of this all alone.”

His secretary simply gave him a look of disdain, rolling his eyes and setting another stack of papers on his desk.

“The strategic department has written this report for the new game they’ve been developing,” he said in a blank tone. “And these papers, you need to look over and sign if you agree to work with HighTech.”

Arvil groaned, but he still took the papers and began looking over them just as his phone rang. It was an unknown number, but it caused a smirk to bloom on his lips. And when Noah questioned why, the president merely gave him an amused look.

“My fiancée,” he winked before he answered the call.

“Ah, my fiancée,” Arvil leaned back against his seat, feet on the desk. “How have you been, love? Did you miss me? I know you couldn’t stay away long~“

“You aren’t? Aw, that’s a shame,” Arvil faked a pout. “Oh, well. Your loss then. It isn’t every day you have a beautiful man pretend to be your savior. So, Daisy Riley, what did you need from me?”

“Not really, no,” Arvil responded quite cheerfully. “I merely wanted you to have my number. Did Gabriel give you a hard time later on, dear Daisy?

“Whatever,” Arvil rolled his eyes before the grin returned on his features. Noah gave him a pointed look, which he ignored. “Why wouldn’t I want to bless you with my number? You can’t even deny you wanted it. You could have tossed it away and pretended you lost it so you could never hear from me again, but you kept it safe~ I’m touched~“

“Aw, that breaks my heart,” Arvil pouted. “You could do well to have someone as beautiful as I am in your life, you know. I could bless you with luck. Who knows, you might actually get a decent husband.”

“That’s my girl,” Arvil laughted, riling her up on purpose. “Well, them, love, unfortunately, I must get off the phone now. Some of us actually have work.”

When the girl hung up, Arvil stared at his phone with a grin on his features. He began to chuckle, causing his assistant to sigh.

“Daisy Riley,” He murmured with a wicked smile. “So amusing…”

Daisy’s mother leaned against the chair, her face set into a disappointed scowl.

“I was told you turned Gavril away,” she said in a calm voice. “You get a chance of a lifetime and you blow it off.”

“I suppose that young man is someone you want to marry?” Her mother pressed, voice cold and hard. “Gavril informed me you got engaged. Do you now hide things from your own parents? It makes things clearer, too, how you suddenly decided to get your own apartment. I can’t express my disappointment.”

“What is his job? Gavril mentioned he dressed like a middle-class man would,” then she paused. “Actually, I would like to meet that man. Your father and I both. Bring him over tomorrow.”

Her mother chuckled.

“So you can make time to warn him,” she mused, chuckling. “Two days. I’m giving you two days to bring him here so we can assess what sort of a man our daughter selected.”

“Friday it is,” her mother smiled thinly. “I do hope you know what game you’re playing, daughter. Do not degrade our family for your selfishness. I will see you on Friday, then.”

(Beep.)