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.

our order, and after that, she discreetly passed a folded

Luke.

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order,” she told

the note, his brows furrowing in

note. “It seems someone in the restaurant wants to speak with me,” he explained,

the room.

intrigue mingled with a hint of apprehension. “Who could it be?”

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

him. My curiosity was really getting the

and meet

you being for real right

This might be

know who wrote that.

in his hand. “I’ll be right back,” he

I was his top priority. This man can be annoying sometimes. After al, he was irritating in the past. And I thought coming to this restaurant

to leave now, just when we were finally enjoying a moment together? My mind wandered, replaying our conversation and his sudden departure, stirring up a mix of

noticed when the waitress returned with our order. She set down two plates of seared scallops and two glasses of orange

halting her retreat. “Can

polite

“The note you gave to my husband, who was it from? A man or

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

“Can you describe her to me? Did you see what she

like?”

the busy restaurant.

me, I have other tables to attend to.”

did she want to speak with Luke? My mind raced with possibilities,

to be a romantic

LUKE’S POV

shake the sense of mystery that enveloped the situation. Who could be reaching out to me in such a clandestine manner? My thoughts whirled with possibilities, each one more intriguing than

the last

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