CHAPTER 2

Diana St Germaine was too caught up in her many shopping bags to notice her father or the guests in their London apartment.

Only when she turned around to drop the bags on the floor did she notice that she wasn't in the apartment.

"Oh hi father!" She greeted her father once she got over the natural shock of seeing him at this time of the day. Philip St Germaine was a workaholic and he was barely home.

"Diana," Philip St Germaine acknowledged his daughter. "There's something I need...." His overly cheerful daughter interrupted him before he could finish.

"Hold that thought." Diana walked back to the door. "You can come in." She said to someone who turned out to be the doorman. "Put them on the floor and be careful." She instructed the doorman.

"Good God Diana, we talked about this!" Philip chastised his daughter.

"I know I know but I just couldn't help myself." Diana sounded anything but sorry for almost buying the whole store. She turned to the doorman. "You are a lifesaver, thank you so much!" She kissed him on both cheeks.

"Diana!" Her father scolded her. "We have guests, behave yourself!"

And that's when Diana finally acknowledged her father's so called 'guests'. Apart from her father, there were four people with him, two women and two men, but she only had eyes for one of them. 

The handsome man dressed in a sharp velvet dark suit really caught her eye. She was instantly smitten and impressed by his fashion sense, unlike the other three who were dressed in matching white uniforms.

"Well well well, what do we have here?" Diana said as she walked further into the apartment.

Her father was right behind her as they joined the others in the living area.

Diana barely looked at the other three, all her attention was on Mr Dark Prada suit. "Hi, I'm Diana." She said as she offered him her hand.

To her delight he brought her hand to his lips. "Hello Diana." The gentleman. "I think your father was right, you and I are going to get along just fine."

Diana frowned. "You talked to my father about me?"

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about." Her father said. "Diana, this is Marcus Navarro....."

Diana's eyes in shock. "Oh my gosh!" She practically shouted, causing Marcus to cringe. "You are Marcus Navarro! I thought you looked familiar but I just told myself no way you are Marcus Navarro. Omg, you even look more gorgeous in person!"

"Diana, calm down." Philip said, trying to control his daughter who was going on and on about how hot she thought Marcus was.

"Oh let her," Marcus drawled sarcastically. "At least she finds me attractive."

"Of course I think you are attractive, most of my friends fancy you!"

"Jesus, is she always like this?" Marcus asked Philip who was equally irritated.

Philip sighed in exasperation. "Will you please wait in the other room." He told the other three who had yet to say a word.

Once it was just the three of them, Philip addressed his daughter. "Diana there's something I need to tell you."

"Oh, what is it?"

"There's a reason why Marcus is here and it has to do with you."

Diana frowned once more. "Me? Oh my God did I do something?" She looked at Marcus. "Are you here to sue me or something?" She was genuinely panicked.

Marcus shook his head, ignoring her. "What am I getting myself into?" He muttered under his breath.

"No Diana, you are not in any in trouble." Her father assured her.

"Oh thank God, I was worried for a moment." She actually sounded relieved. "So why is he here?" 

"I'm here because I'm going to marry you." Marcus said before her father could tell her. "Today." He added as Diana continued to look at him like he dropped a bomb, well he kinda had.

"WHAT?" This time she actually shouted.