IN LOVE WITH MY MATE'S FATHER

Chapter Two

Tatiana POV

The day had come, the day I would finally approach Mr Vincent Arnault the chairman of the Arnault enterprise and just like his son was also a bachelor which means he was up for grabs.

I was not one to find older men attractive but this was the length I was willing to go to attain my revenge.

I stared at myself one more time in the full-length mirror, scrutinizing my reflection to make sure everything was in place.

I looked perfect now all I had to do was approach my prey and hope everything worked out according to how I had meticulously planned it.

“Here is the invitation,” Stella handed me a card for the Charity event I was going to.” I almost lost an arm to get this for you so use it wisely, there might not be a second chance”

“Thank you Stella I will never forget this favor” I thanked her.

“It is not too late to back down from this ploy, this idea of yours is just absurd” She tried to discourage me but I had made up my mind, there was no turning back now.

“Good night Stella, see you later” I said avoiding her statement as I walked out to my car.

I had read and done as much research as possible on Vincent Arnault, I knew that his private life was something that was never published, there have been no news or articles about who he has dated. So I was going on blind as I had no idea what his preference for women was.

As soon as I arrived at the Brighton Hotel where the charity event was being held, that was when it felt real, the flashes of the camera as soon as I stepped out of the car were almost blinding, and incoherent whispers from the reporters as they wondered who I was.

If they are curious about who I was it definitely means I might have a chance with Sebastian. I walked up the step with practice poise as the reporters asked who I was.

My heart was beating like crazy but nothing prepared me for her. I stepped into the event hall, It was out of this world. For the first time in my life, I fully understood when people said there was a huge gap between the rich and very rich people.

I was not poor but I felt like an imposter the moment I stepped into the luxuriously decorated hall, the sound of jazz music giving the room a relaxing atmosphere.

The guests were all laughing and smiling but the moment I walked in the room it felt like all eyes fell on me, and I thought maybe I should not have worn a dress that accentuated my figure this much.

I grabbed a glass of champagne to calm my nerves. My eyes scanned the room hoping to find my target. I knew he was here somewhere. He was the one hosting the charity event but what I forgot to think about was the fact that Mark would also be in attendance. This was his father's event after all.

“Tatiana, what are you doing here?” He asked as he approached me with a confused expression.

“Well, none of your business” I responded, walking away from him to find my prey and as soon as I saw him, he instantly took my breath away.

The pictures on the internet did not give his masculine beauty any justice. He looked so regal and sophisticated as he smiled from a far distance with his visible dimples. He was hot, damn.

Now all I had to do was get his attention and just as I was about to approach him, Mark halted me by walking onto my line of sight.

“What do you want, Mark ?” I asked slowly, getting annoyed.

“First you haven't told me what you came here for?”

“Work. Have I answered you? Now please excuse me” I responded.

“You refuse to pick up my calls and you didn't even respond to the flowers I sent to you”

I closed my eyes trying to control myself before I sharply turned around to look at him. " It's over Mark. O.V.E.R if you didn't get it, go meet your dear Sasha and stay away from me” I shunned him.

Just as I turned around, my eyes immediately made contact with Mr Vincent, he excused himself from his group and walked towards my direction and for a moment I forgot to breathe.

“Son, what's going on, have you met Mr Craig? And who is this beauty beside you?” He asked, offering his hand to me.

I placed my hand on his and he pecked the back of my palm while staring into my eyes. He had this intense aura around him.

“I am Tatiana Pakorn, an editor from Runners Publishing House” I introduced myself.

My plan was finally falling into place. “Nice to meet you, Tatiana. I am Vincent and I would like to borrow my son from you a little if you don't mind,” he said.

He showed no sign of interest toward me which immediately dampened my enthusiasm. This was not going as planned, I was getting lustful stares from people all over the room but Mr Vincent showed no sign of interest whatsoever.

“Of course” I replied, he whisked Mark away and left me all alone and then I spent the whole evening keeping men away from my side as the one person I had hoped to attract wasn't paying a single attention to me.

It was getting late and the charity event was almost coming to a close. From the looks of it, it looks like my plans had failed.

I walked up to the balcony to clear my head as I wondered what other way I could use to approach Mr Sebastian.

“Tatiana right?” A voice asked beside me, a very familiar voice.

I yelped in surprise and from the darkness he emerged, it was none other than Mr Vincent Arnault himself.

“Mr Arnault,” I called.

“Miss…?” he asked. “ Miss Pakorn or you can just call me Tatiana, '' I said.

“ Okay then Tatiana, hope you enjoyed your evening?” He asked.

“The evening and everything was amazing” I replied.

I was finally having a conversation with him, this was my chance.

The conversation between the both of us glowed easily and I quickly found myself enjoying our conversation.

“So Miss Tatiana, why do you want my attention?” He suddenly asked.

I was a little bit taken aback by his question as it was unexpected.

“Excuse me?”

“I noticed you were looking at me all night, what do you want, Miss Tatiana ?” He asked slowly, walking towards me, and backing me up against a wall.

This was not how I planned our meeting would go, not like anything was going in the direction of my plan but I did not expect him to back me against a wall while looking at me intensely, he was flirting with me it was time for me to reciprocate.

“And what makes you think I was staring at you?”

“Cause I was also staring at you” he responded. gently tucking my loose hair behind my ears while he studied my face with his gaze.

His touch made me feel a certain kind of way, my heart was so hard it felt like I was moments away from having a heart attack.

“I find you attractive, Tatiana and I know you are also attracted to me” he said, exuding confidence.

Things were moving f

aster than I expected.

“Come, let me take you to my room baby girl” he whispered to my ears.

“What?”