Chapter 2

The Sweet Plan

I walked inside the restaurant and the smell of French foods hits my nostrils immediately. How I miss Paris so much and it feels like home. When will I come back to Paris anyway?  After my wedding?  Ewww.

I was amazed how creative and artistic the interior of the restaurant. It has huge glass walls, white chandeliers, great structures of tables, the ceiling is painted like French paintings would do in Paris. So cool. And there are a lot of people here who are having dinner while most of them are couples looking so sweet and romantic.

And its cold in here. And I picked the wrong outfit.

"Good evening, do you have a reservation?" The guy at the desk asked nicely with a smile.

"Yes, I'm here to have dinner with Stephan Draco." I informed.

"Oh yes. Please follow me. Mr. Draco has been waiting for you upstairs." He smiled, happily and started walking ahead.

"Upstairs?" I asked, confusedly because there are a lot of people eating here and what is he doing upstairs? We can just each here.

"Yes, madam. Mr. Draco had requested a private dinner just for you. "

Oh, really? That kinda shut me up. Why the heck would he request a private dinner? A private dinner cost four times higher than the normal dinner downstairs and he took the effort just got me.  A stranger.

He must be a lunatic.

When we reached upstairs, the guy left me and I heard a soft music not so far away. I followed the light and music and found a table in the middle of this room, full of French painting and it looks absolutely amazing. How nice of him, really.

Then a man in a nice tux was facing the closed  balcony door and looking from afar. He must have sense me coming so he turned around and I came eye to eye to the most amazing blue orbs in my entire life. Darn it, don't tell me this handsome man is

...

Stephan Draco

He is hundred  times hotter in real life!  His black smooth hair and well built features are just so breathtaking. God! I can't help but drool over him right now. So tall and I am sure that he had a hot body even under those clothes. Damn dirty thoughts, dirty thoughts! I'm becoming a bad girl now.

I noticed how his eyes roamed around my whole body and can't help but feel insecure.  He must be thinking I'm a whore now in this attire and he will finally stop the marriage plan.

"Ariana, that's your name?" He asked, with his focused on my eyes.

"Hi, yes that's my name. And Stephan is your name." I smiled and offered a hand "Nice to finally meet you" Asshole.

He took my hand and shook hands with me. God, his hand is so warm and huge! "The pleasure is all mine, Ariana. Take a seat" He gestured the chair and I am not one of your employee that you can just order around. So you don't need to tell me to sit down.

He sat on ahead and I was kinda expecting that he is gonna guide me on my seat like a gentleman but he didn't. I just took the seat on the opposite side of his and just in time the waiters came and took our oder.

"Good evening, here are your menu  lists." He gave us the lists and I looked at it and think of what I will eat. I like something veggie and something that will not destroy my diet. She looked at Stephan and he is also looking at the menu.

Actually, I was expecting that he will be talking or asking something about me or what things do I like... but no, he is just letting me do everything alone. The news are true about him that he is a quiet person. Not very talkative and didn't know how to smile. Awesome.

"Hey, I will have the dish Pan-seared Foie Gras," Stephan spoke first without even looking at the waiter and then turn to me. "Say what you like." He just told me then leaned back on his chair.

Whoa, talk about being a gentleman?

I thought he was gonna ask "Tell everything that you like to the waitress, what do you like?"

Or anything that shows that he cares. He's really weird in a bad way!

I just rolled my eyes and faced the waiter with a smile and I just thought of a evil plan, I threw my hair at my back and my whole torso will be seen and crossed my legs to have this flirty aura "Hey babe, can I have your Boudin Noir Aux Pommes please. Oh, do you serve this with a bake apple here?"

"No madam." He replied, bowing his head. "Drink, sir? What would you like?"

"Just a glass of red wine" Stephan  spat.

"Okay, sir. Desserts?"

"No, thank you, babe." I answered before he could reply. The waiter nod his head and walked on ahead. I slowly turn my head to Stephan and he was looking at me intensely making me nervous a little.

"So...Stephan, I want to be blunt and be straight to the point. What do you think of this forced marriage plan?" I mumbled, and I am trying to be kind here by using a soft tone.

"I think it is actually rubbish."

Yeah you're right

Wait...

What?

I know I don't like this marriage thing but I did not expect the rude tone coming from him.

"And I can see that you are rather excited in this plan"  his tone holds no emotions.

"Whoa duckie, don't be mad at me. I'm just asking." I raised my arms in surrender.

"I know." He replied, flatly.

"So, you don't like this plan?" Tsk, obviously, Ariana.

Then he scoffed at my question and turn away "Who would like this stupid plan? Our parents are controlling our lives and I am not gonna let them just tied me to a...woman like you." He gestured me. "I guess you like this plan, huh? Well sorry, Ariana but I don't want to get married."

"Wait, wait, hold it right there...woman like me? What does that mean?" I frowned, really annoyed.

"Yes, woman like you. Some weakling who just listen to their parents orders and coming here wearing like that! What are you a whore? Showing too much skin for a first date. What will men think of you when they see you walking in with just wearing that!" He raised his voice causing me to stand up from my seat.

"Hey listen, you asshole! How dare you talk to me like that! Who gave you the rights to speak to me and you have the guts to call me a whore! Fuck you!" I shouted at him. Yeah and I promise that this will be the last time that I will curse someone. "And you think I want this? Fuck no! I want this marriage with you to stop! And you talk to me like I'm a woman who is so obsessed with you. Well, sorry, buddy. I am not like the other girls!"

He also stood up in front of me "You shut that filthy mouth of yours. I can do whatever I want and I will talk to you in a way that I want! You know what, we maybe be engaged but I am not gonna marry you." He stated. "Stop being a good girl and rebel your parents more often. That will help"

I just sneered "Good! Listen well, I also don't want to marry you, asshole! I would rather kiss an old man than be your wife"

"Here are your orders, madam~"

Before the waiter arrives with our red wine, I already grab the glass and throw it at him, making all the wine go to his face and neck and pour down his body and he jumped in surprise.

Tsk, serves him right.

I just grab my purse that was on the table and walked out of the room, the waiter was also shock at what I did and I heard him call Stephan and ask if he is okay.

I just laughed to myself and exited the restaurant, proudly without looking back.

Now, I doubt it if this wedding  still continues. I am gonna murder that guy. My driver didn't expect me leaving so soon as I saw him sleeping inside the car. I knocked the door and he flinched when he saw me.

"Oh, madam, did the dinner went well?"

"Shut up. Just get me home" I told him a little harshly though but I'm really in a mad mood so forgive me with my rude tone.

He quickly nodded, noticing that I really am not in a good mood as he just listened andstarted the engine. Then we drive off as soon as I sat my butt on the car seat. I don't care what will my parents say this time, that Stephan guy really pissed me off and there is no way I'm getting married to him. Tsk!

To be continued...