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.

took his hands off my face. He held this waist, and obviously, the question was still revolving around in his head. I

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 knew

moved closer, also scanning inside the hood.

back on the car. “This is

correct,” I said

were trying to be a

away promptly. “I never said that,” I

down another car for help,” I

of nowhere? We’re the only souls in this

have to worry, okay? I have a feeling we’re going to come across

him.

to see if any

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

frantically, hoping whoever was driving that truck would notice us. The car slowed

explained. “We have no

bad. You guys need a

really nice,” I answered, smiling at

glanced at Luke.

he responded. He sighed and advanced toward us in

truck, he helped me and Luke burst inside. And after

*****

arrived home without talking to each other. And I didn’t really like that. I wanted him to

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

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

her eyes closed. It

for me.

a nice look. Only his silence, with that expression on his visage, spoke everything. The anger inside of him was quite

Luke called for one of the