The Love From Vengeance

293: SIGHTED

LUKE’S POV

Sitting across from Daria, her words hung in the air, pregnant with implication. I could feel a tension building within me, a sense of unease that refused to dissipate. But before ! could formulate a response, she spoke again, her voice smooth as silk.

“I have to be honest with you, Luke,” she began, her gaze unwavering. “I couldn’t help but

notice you from across the room. You’re quite… captivating.

I blinked in surprise, caught off guard by her sudden confession. “Say what now?” I asked,

my disbelief evident in my tone.

Daria smiled, leaning forward slightly. “I like you, Luke. A lot,” she continued, her words. dripping with seduction. “You’re so handsome, so dashing, so lovely. I’m a hundred percent sure that you could satisfy me in ways I’ve only dreamed of.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle at her brazenness, though it was tinged with discomfort. “I appreciate the compliment,” I replied, trying to keep my tone neutral. “But trust me I, I’m

not interested.”

Her grin widened, undeterred by my rejection. “Oh, come now, Luke. Don’t be coy,” she cooed, reaching out to touch my shoulder. “Don’t you want a woman like me? Pretty and…

nasty?”

I recoiled at her touch, my patience wearing thin. “I said I’m not interested,” I reiterated firmly, pushing her hand away. “And besides, I have a wife waiting for me.”

But Daria seemed unfazed by my words, her eyes sparkling with granite. Ignoring my protests, she moved closer, her knee brushing against my groin as she whispered in my ear, her words laced with desire. “I want you to fuck me.”

I tensed, my resolve hardening as I realized the gravity of the situation. Before I could react, Ariel appeared, her gasp of shock echoing through the restaurant. My heart sank as I met her gaze, knowing that I had hurt her with my indiscretion.

“Ariel,” I called out, reaching for her as she turned to leave. But she was already gone, disappearing into the crowd before I could stop her.

right around here. This was clearly a misunderstanding. But Daria seized my hand, her grip

To the omer of this

my head, and boy, my anger was simmering beneath the surface “Go to hell with your goddamn restaurant, Lapat, wrenching my hand free from

by letting that woman come too

i

and I couldn’t shake the feeling of regret that grawed at my conscience But I knew I needed to find Ariel, to prove to

me, now and

into my life to ruin my happiness, Too many demons to handle. I got my that useless great- aunt of mine, Harriet lurking around, couldn’t tell where she was, but I knew she was planning to do shit. Then this woman had to come into the picture. To hell with her and her restaurant. If something extremely terrible

ARIEL’S POV

my mind was a whirlwind of emotions. Anger, hurt, betrayal -they all collided inside me, making it hard to think straight. How could Luke do

me? To us?

into my mind. Her audacity, his weakness–it was all too much to bear, I replayed the scene over and over, each time

of the bustling street around me. It was only when a cak

reality.

them called out, his tone dripping with sleaze. “What’s a pretty girl like

recoiled, my heart racing as fear mingled with my anger, “Leave me alone,” I spat, and my

they advanced towards me, their

through me as they grabbed my arm, pinning me against the wall.

their grip. But they only laughed, their

I thought I couldn’t bear it any longer, a voice

this nonsense!”

clenched at his sides. Anger radiated from him in waves, his gaze fixed on the men

hell are you?” one of them sneered, but Luke paid

a lesson,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous.

men lunged at him, but Luke was ready.

with precision and force. In a matter of moments,

on the