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.

waist, and obviously, the question was still revolving

way to fix this car,” Luke said in hushed tones. He turned to the car, and I

out a deep sigh, Luke lifted the hood of the car, peering inside. But I

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

the car. “This is definitely something we can’t fix on our own.”

correct,” I said inaudibly.

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

a quick glare, turning my face away promptly. “I never said

another car for help,” I

nowhere? We’re the only

have to worry, okay? I have a feeling

him.

of the road, trying to see if any vehicles would

for a very long time. Luke leaned against his car, his arms crossed together. We didn’t say anything the whole time. And

frantically, hoping whoever was driving that truck would notice us. The car slowed down, and an older gentleman with a friendly smile rolled down the window.

broke down,” I explained. “We have

bad. You guys need a ride?” The

nice,” I

Luke. “Aren’t

he responded. He sighed and advanced toward

after that, he entered. That was how we left. I

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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 still didn’t want to feel

took a look at

as well, but he wanted to shut it down. Well, I quickly held the door, stopping that from happening. I made

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

for me.

on his visage, spoke everything. The anger

called for one of the