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.

pushed myself to my feet. I needed to make things right around here. This was clearly a misunderstanding. But Daria seized my hand,

desperation. To the omer of this Testaurant can give you anything

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

by letting that woman come

i

feeling of regret that grawed at my conscience But I knew I

now and

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 happen between me and Ariel, I swear,

ARIEL’S POV

a whirlwind of emotions. Anger, hurt, betrayal -they all collided inside me, making it hard to

me? To us?

all too much to bear, I replayed the scene over and over, each time feeling a fresh wave

I barely registered the sounds of the bustling street around me. It was only when a cak pulled up beside me, its occupants leering at

reality.

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

with my anger, “Leave me alone,” I spat,

they didn’t listen. Instead, they advanced towards

grabbed my

against their grip. But they only laughed, their hands groping at me

bear it any longer, a voice cut

this nonsense!”

disbelief as I saw Luke striding towards us, his fists clenched at his sides. Anger radiated from him in waves, his gaze fixed on the men who were harassing me.

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

to teach you a lesson,” he growled, his voice

Luke was ready. He fought

precision and force. In a matter of moments, the two assailants

on the