The Love From Vengeance

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ARIEL’S POV

“It’s just that what?” Luke asked, giving me a curious look. The both of us were still staring into each other’s eyes, and it wasn’t like was scared, or shy, or something.”

“I was hoping we could spend some time together tomorrow,” I brought out to him.

A flicker of understanding crossed Luke’s features as he smiled at me reassuringly. “Of course, we can. I’ll make sure to clear my schedule.”

Relief washed over me, and I returned his smile gratefully “Th

a sense of contentment settle within me. “I really appreciate it.”

you.” Now I was feeling

He leaned forward, his eyes locking with mine. “Ariel, spending time with you is never a chore. It’s something I always look forward to.”

I felt a flutter in my chest at his words, my heart swelling with affection for this man sitting across from me. “Likewise,” I murmured, reaching out to cup his cheek tenderly. “I cherish every moment we share together.”

“Oh, I know you do.” He pecked me on my cheek.

I couldn’t help but smile as Luke’s lips brushed against my cheek, leaving a warm sensation in their wake. His affectionate gesture never failed to make my heart skip a beat. I gazed into his eyes, filled with adoration, and I felt like the luckiest woman in the world.

Well, maybe.

Just as we were basking in the moment, a waitress approached our table with a friendly. smile. “Is there anything I can get for you two?” she asked, and her voice was polite and

attentive.

I glanced at Luke, knowing exactly what we needed. “We’ll have some seared scallops, please,” I replied, returning the waitress’s smile.

“Anything else?” She queried, transposing her eyeballs to the both of us.

“And some orange juice as well,” Luke answered, his voice was so smooth and easy. And it

was also sexy.

and after that,

Luke.

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the order,” she told us calmly, and then

Luke, watching him as he unfolded the note, his brows furrowing in confusion. “What’s that?” I asked, unable to contain

before scanning the contents of the note. “It seems someone

the room.

with a hint of apprehension. “Who could it be?” I wondered aloud,

“I’m not sure,” he admitted, with his gaze scanning the faces of the other diners. “But there’s only one way to

My curiosity was

go to and meet the person who wrote

for

This might be something important.”

You don’t even know who

have to meet this person. I promise, I won’t take long.” Luke rose from his seat, the note clutched in his hand. “I’ll be right back,” he assured me, planting a quick kiss on my forehead before making his way

top priority. This man can be annoying sometimes. After al, he was irritating in the past. And I thought coming to this restaurant to spend some time with him might actually make me feel

we were finally enjoying a moment together? My mind wandered, replaying our

plates of seared scallops and two glasses of orange juice with practiced efficiency, but I couldn’t bring myself to thank her. Instead, as she turned to leave,

I called out, halting her retreat. “Can

polite smile. “Of course, what can I help you

before plunging ahead. “The note you gave to my husband, who was it from?

flicker of discomfort crossing her features. “It was from a woman,” she replied cautiously.

describe her to me?

like?”

restaurant. “I’m sorry, but

excuse me, I

Who was this woman, and why did she want to speak with Luke? My mind raced with possibilities, but without more information, I was left to ponder in silence. And as I picked at my seared scallops, a sense of unease settled over me,

be a romantic

LUKE’S POV

restaurant, scanning faces, I couldn’t shake the sense of mystery that enveloped the situation. Who could be reaching

the last

yet purposeful. “Follow me,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper, as if afraid of