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.

my feet. I needed to make things right around here. This was clearly a misunderstanding. But Daria seized my hand, her grip surprisingly strong as

her voice tinged with desperation. To the omer of this Testaurant can give you

simmering beneath the surface “Go to hell with your goddamn restaurant, Lapat, wrenching my hand free from her grasp.

Well, it wasn’t actually my mistake. But I made a mistake by letting that woman come too close. I guess I was captivated after all. But it was really fucked up Now I could only Ariel don’t get this deep in her

i

grawed at my conscience But I knew I needed

me, now and always.

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

ARIEL’S POV

my mind was a whirlwind of emotions. Anger, hurt, betrayal -they all collided inside me, making

me? To us?

much to

my thoughts, I barely registered the sounds of the bustling street around me. It was only when a cak pulled

reality.

out, his tone dripping with sleaze. “What’s a

my anger, “Leave me alone,”

they advanced

grabbed my arm, pinning me against the wall.

against their grip. But they only laughed,

any longer, a

this nonsense!”

widening in disbelief as I saw Luke striding towards us, his fists clenched at his

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

who’s going to teach you a lesson,”

Luke was

landing with precision and force. In

on the