The Love From Vengeance

70: BEATING IN SYNC

ARIEL’S POV

Luke and I still stood face–to–face, with our eyes locked in a mesmerizing gaze. This mixture of desire and uncertainty swirled around me.

His strong arms enveloped me. I tried shifting back, but he would draw me closer without saying a word. The warmth of his touch seeped into my skin, igniting a fire within me.

From all my attempted movements, our bodies were now inches apart. My heart was beating in sync. I felt a rush of emotions overwhelming me, and I couldn’t actually get rid of this feeling at the moment.

Luke’s presence was intoxicating, and his eyes were reflecting a depth of emotion I had never seen before. His grip tightened around me, and I could feel his fingers trembling ever so slightly.

The both of us leaned in, our lips barely a breath away from each other. But then we stopped, coming back to our senses. Even though we still had our eyes fixed on each other.

The connection was quite remarkable–hatred mixing with desire, creating a bittersweet symphony in my soul. The intensity was undeniable, but I wasn’t going to be lost in this. No, not at all.

“What’s wrong?” Luke asked underneath his breath. “Why did you stop?” I could feel his fingers reaching my face.

I slowly closed my eyes, holding his hands. I tardily took both of his hands down, looking into his eyes.

“What’s the problem now?” He aksed softly. “Is it going to be wrong if I kiss you? Didn’t we do the same at our wedding?”

“That was our wedding, Luke. You and I both know our feelings toward each other.” My tone was calm.

“Remember what you told me at the hospital.” He gently held my cheeks again. “You said I’m your husband, and you’re supposed to love me,” Luke reminded me.

I closed my eyes. I did remember telling him that. Of course, I wanted him to love me. And if he wanted this kiss, I needed to give it to him. But it’s just too hard to easily forget about the pain.

“You saved me from being killed, Ariel. Where was the hate back then?”

This man had no idea what really happened. Oh, how sad.

“I need to ask, Luke. Are you doing this to fulfill your grandfather’s wish, or do you genuinely love me?” I asked him softly.

his hands off my face. He held this waist, and obviously, the

in hushed tones. He turned to the car, and I slowly

out a deep sigh, Luke lifted the hood of the car, peering inside. But I knew he didn’t have much knowledge of

moved closer, also scanning inside the hood. “I don’t see anything wrong

He set his eyes back on the car. “This is definitely something

is correct,” I said

me. “I thought you were trying to be a mechanic

promptly.

try to flag down another car for help,” I

of nowhere? We’re the

feeling we’re going

him.

any vehicles would appear. Luke stood close to his car, just

his arms crossed together. We didn’t say anything the whole time. And finally, I heard the

hands frantically, hoping whoever was driving that truck would notice us. The car slowed down, and an older gentleman

broke down,” I explained. “We have

a

That would be really nice,” I

at Luke. “Aren’t you

a few seconds before he responded. He sighed and advanced toward us in leaden steps,

after that, he entered. That was how

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each other. And I didn’t really like that. I wanted him to fall for me, not ignore me. But at the same time, I

the door, but then I held his hand. He slowly took a look at me, and his countenance was not the friendly type. I

house. I was about to enter as well, but he wanted to shut it down. Well, I quickly held the door, stopping

down with her eyes closed. It seemed like she had fallen

for me.

a nice look. Only his silence, with that expression on his visage, spoke

for one of the maids. She came down