3: Consequences

“What… What did you just say?” Carlson asked in a daze. The guards notified him the moment she stepped out of the room. He left his guest in a haste to find her because he knows his daughter would do something stupid and embarrass him. He never thought she would invite her boyfriend over here to save her. However, looking at the young man beside his daughter, his brows couldn't help but crease slightly. Why does he look familiar?

At this moment, Mariana wasn't thinking about the consequences. The only thing on her mind was to say that he's her fiancé. Since Stephan is using her to ditch his lover then, why can't she use him to ruin her father's plans of marrying her off to some random stranger?

After a few weeks, she would tell her father that Stephan has broken off the engagement then she would find a good time to tell him about her boyfriend, Josh. 

Seeing that this could work, she continued with her acting. She grabbed Stephan's big hand and pulled him towards her dad, at the same time ignoring Florence who stood there like a clown. 

“Don't be mad father, I've always wanted to tell you this, but I've never gotten a chance to. Anyway, let me formally introduce you to my fiancée, Stephan. Stephan meets my dad, Carlson.” 

Mariana said to her father calmly, but her mind was racing rapidly as she studied her father's reaction. Bids of sweat rolled down her back as she prayed her plan works out. 

“Stephan? What's going on?” Carlson asked. He could feel the cold aura emitting from Stephan. He knows he's not an ordinary man. 

Stephan finally decided to butt in by revealing his identity. “Stephan Guzik Sir. I should have met you long ago regarding this matter. ” 

“Guzik?” Carlson's eyes widen. There's only one Guzik in the Mafia world, does that mean it's him? How did his daughter meet such a powerful man? 

Glancing at his daughter's face, he knew she doesn't know his true identity, or else, will she still want to marry him? Carlson quickly invited him to a private chamber, so they could talk properly but before that, he needs to think of a way to get rid of the guest he invited. Having someone like Stephan as his son-in-law is better than anything else. With this thought in mind, he left the room giving them space then asked the maids to serve the best wines. 

At the same time, Stephan gazed at the girl clutching his arms in astonishment. No one has ever dared to hold his arms casually.  He was only using her to get rid of Florence. Who would have thought that she would also use him too? Worse of all, she introduced him to her father! Her f*cking father for crying out loud! Such things have never happened to him in his entire life. 

Does she realize what she has done? Carlson is not just any Mafia Leader that you could joke with. Though compared to Stephan, he was nothing, still, one cannot lie to him easily and go scot-free. Especially when it involves his daughter. Secondly, Florence was watching the scene from behind, he could continue to act along with her. 

While Stephan felt speechless, another thought came into his mind. Did she figure out his identity and want to climb up a big tree? Just like Florence.

He sneered. 

After what happened in the past, he would never trust any woman again. They are all conniving, deceitful, and disgusting set of people. To top it all, the girl in his arms isn't just this but also a daddy's little girl. A spoiled brat. 

Now that she has introduced him to her father, what more can he do than to act along? Stephan felt a slight headache as his brain began working quickly as he thought of a way to get out of this situation without causing much damage between clans.

F*ck! He can't believe this is happening to him, can this day get any worse? 

The moment Carlson walked out of the room, Stephan shrugged off her hands and glared at her. “Don't f*cking touch me again, understand?”

“Or what?” Mariana started, “You will toss me off like one of your lovers? Or should I say, your ex?” 

As she said that, a cold aura filled the room indicating how mad he was. Only a cold look from him made her retreat away from him. She then paused, why is she afraid of him? She stood her ground and faced him directly.

“Do you realize what you've done?” Stephan has never met anyone who could drive him crazy in minutes. Did she even think about her actions before introducing him to her dad? 

Mariana understood what he meant and shrugged.

“What did I do wrong? After a month or so, tell father you want to call off the engagement then I'll have nothing to do with you.”

Ah, not only is she spoiled, but she's also stupid. Stephan thought as he stared at her. “Do you think it's easy to pull that off? Who told you I want something to do with you in the first place? You are not my type!” he spat coldly.

“You… ”

The door opened just as she was about to speak. A maid walked in with a bottle of wine and set it on the table.

Mariana naturally sat beside him and poured wine into the glass cup for Stephan. It's just an act. She thought to herself.

 A few minutes after, Carlson entered. Seeing his daughter giving wine to Stephan, he was very satisfied. 

“Ana, if you had told me about Stephan, I wouldn't have arranged this gathering.”

Mariana's hand shook slightly. She glanced at Stephan while thinking of a lie she would tell. “Uh…”

“It's my fault, Sir, I told her not to tell anyone.”

“Ah, so that's how it is. I can understand your identity.”

Now, it was Mariana's time to frown. Identity? What else could he be besides being a mafia? 

Both men continued with their conversation, Mariana was bored to death. Just when their discussion was coming to an end, her father said something that caught them both off guard.

“Ana, you should go stay with him for some time so you guys should know each other better.”

“Ah… What? Father?” He didn't just say that, did he? She did not see that coming.

Stephan also frowned but didn't say anything. 

“You see, I've always wanted you to choose the man you love, now that you have, you can go stay with him for a while until we fix your wedding date. I'm sure you are tired of being cooped up in this house with me.”