Chapter 2

Steven's Pov

I watched silently as the woman across from me spoke tirelessly, the anger and frustration I was feeling inside me put me on the edge of losing my patient but I forced myself to calm down.

If only I hadn't agreed to my grandfather's request to meet this blind date he had set up for me, I wouldn't be stuck here. But I'd had no choice, I had to meet up with this talkative woman, whose non-stop questions were grating on my nerves.

“You don't have a girlfriend, right?" She asked, making me to sigh in annoyance.

I didn't know why he had to go this far to force me to marry, despite knowing how my parents' marriage turned out like. That's why I'd always been leery of marriage - I didn't want to end up like my father.

It wasn't because I didn't like woman, even on the contrary I love women, but only for their bodies. Which was why I hooked up with different girls every night to fill my desire. Which made the every news house took interest in me and named me the country playboy. I was fond of taking girls at club every night, but this thing about marriage? I just couldn't do it. .

I wasn't a type of guy to believe in marriage or love, all I could think was that marriage was some kind of commitment, you live your life caring for someone, but in the end that person betrays you and leaves you on your own. Just like it happened to my parents. My parents broke up when I was only two years old. As I heard, my mother told my father that she wasn't in love with him, and their marriage was out of convenience for both families. So she left him to stay with the man she loved, and leaving me with him. And that made me grew up without mother's love, none that I complained, because without her I turned out well and I didn't give fuck to where she might be. However, my father who had already fallen in love with her couldn't bear the thought of losing her so he indulged himself into drinking, until one day that he got into an accident which claimed his life. So I didn't want to turn out like my father.

As I heard from grandfather that my father was once a business mogul, who knew his way around business, but he lost himself only because of a woman.

But the thing I couldn't understand was that, if that was what really happened to my parents why was he pushing me to get married. I just couldn't understand the old man.

“I have already heard about you," she continued, cutting through my thought. “You are really a successful business man. The most successful young billionaire in the country. I wonder why you aren't married yet, or maybe we are meant to meet. We are destined for each other." She said happily, and her words made my skin crawl. Was she out of her fucking mind?

My phone buzzed, and I checked it, my heart sinking as I saw the message from my grandfather.

“Be good to her, or else you will lose your position to Peter."

I sighed, feeling trapped, this was the only thing he was holding as a liability against me. Threatening me with my position as the CEO of the knight enterprises company. And no matter what, I was not ready to lose my position, I worked hard to get there. But still, I couldn't bring myself to like the woman sitting across from me. She was the opposite of everything I liked in woman - annoying, superficial, and clingy.

“Why are you silent?" She asked, her voice grating on my nerves. “You haven't talked since you got here. Don't you like me?"

“Yes," I answered immediately, “I don't like you, because I already got someone I am planning to marry." I said, watching as her face froze in shock for some moment.

“Then if you have someone already, why did your grandfather send you here?" She asked, her eyes narrowed suspiciously. “Are you using that as an excuse to get away from here?" She questioned, staring at me skeptically. “If that's your plan, I'm sorry to announce to you that it won't work."

“What?" I mumbled, arching an eyebrow. “And why is that?"

“Because I'm already in love with you." She replied, and the corner of my mouth raised into a smile. It didn't surprise me because she wasn't the only one that would firstly say that. I heard that a lot. “You are every woman's dream, so how can I lose this opportunity to have you."

“Didn't you hear me?" I asked, starting to lose my composure. “I said I already have someone else"

“I know you didn't have anyone, and you are just trying to use that to escape." She said.

“Really?" I replied, and I felt anger boiling inside me.

Then my eyes scanned the place, desperate for an escape. That's when I saw her - a woman with her head hung low, and I saw a man following behind, calling her, as if trying to get her attention. It seemed that they were in some kind of argument which made her perfect shield to use to get away from this crazy woman. If it's not that she might report to grandfather, I would have made her regret coming to the blind date. But I couldn't do what might implicate me more.

I stood up, walked over to her, and wrapped my arms around her. "Where were you, babe?" I asked, trying to sound convincing. Then I hugged her, she tried to push me away but I held her tightly, preventing her from breaking free. My date moved closer to us, a cunning smile played on her lips.

“You think I will fall for this? You pick some random girl and think I will believe you?" My crazy date said, making me finally lose my coolness.

“What do you think you...?" The woman's voice trailed off as I pressed my lips on hers. Her body stiffened, but she didn't pull away immediately which gave me a green light.

I moved my lips over hers, slowly and gently, feeling a spark of strange attraction. I intended to end it only for a fleeting moment but the softness of her lips was too tempting to end it so soon.

However, before I could deepen the kiss, my date yanked me away from her, causing anger to burned inside me immediately.

“What are you doing?" She shrieked, her eyes reddened with anger.

“What do you think?" I retorted. “I thought I told you that I have someone already. So will you get the fuck away from me now?" I shot her a glare and immediately she spun on her heels and stormed off, fuming with rage.

“What..." The lady immediately pulled away, her eyes blazing with anger. “What do you think you are doing?"

“Carly, do you know him?" The man behind her spoke up, but she ignored him. And I could sense a spark of tension between them.

Boyfriend and girlfriend; dating. Tsk tsk, I clicked my tongue. It always ends the same way, a predictable way. I thought, smirking inwardly.

Pulling the lady closer to me, “What do you think you are doing? What do you want with my girlfriend?" I demanded, my voice low and menacing. I looked at the lady's face and saw as her eyes widened in shock.

The man chuckled nervously, “Hey, what do you think you are doing? She's my fiancee. How dare you..."

“Did I hear you right? Who are you calling your fiancee?" I interjected him, my voice lacing with disdain. Then I faced the lady. “Babe, do you know him?" I asked, hoping that she would play along if she wanted me to save her.

Her gaze met mine, and for a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of understanding. She pulled a wary look. “No, I don't know who he is... Babe." She replied and the corner of my mouth curled into a smile, feeling a rush of triumph.

“But...?" He began but I cut him off.

“Will you get the fuck out of here? How dare you try to make a move on her." I snarled at him, and watched as he opened his mouth but couldn't say anything. Then I walked away with her, leaving his bewildered face behind.