LUCA'S POV. After the conversation I'd had with Scarlett, I'd found myself feeling lighter than I'd ever felt before. It felt refreshing, I couldn't believe I was admitting it, but sharing some of the stuff that haunted me with Scarlett felt refreshing. We were currently sitting in silence now and Scarlett had turned her head away from me, staring into the distance, so I took that time to stare at her. The woman who had been haunting me in my dreams, I didn't want to be a simp, but I just had to tell myself the truth. Scarlett had definitely ruined other women for me. These days I couldn't think of any other women without comparing them to her. And she was always winning, making all the other women pale before her. I couldn't keep telling myself that same old thing I'd been anymore. Scarlett Damien was my type. Maybe she hadn't been before, but now she was. I loved her dark coloured hair, her emerald green eyes, that sometimes turned kind of forestry and jade like, driving me so
LUCA'S POV.I couldn't believe it. Scarlett had succeed in rendering me speechless and all she'd done was just to say that she couldn't hate me. Damn. What was wrong with me?Why did that little confession of hers feel so satisfying? Why did it spread a feeling of warmth in my chest as I thought it over in my head? Just why?Wasn't I supposed to hate the fact that she didn't hate me despite everything I had done to her family? That had been the whole point from the beginning; to be her worst nightmare, so why was the thought of the fact that she didn't hate me as much I thought so satisfying?I had to be going crazy. There was no other explanation for such madness. I cleared my throat, hoping that I hadn't embarassed myself too much with my first attempt to speak. It was unlike me, to stutter in front of anyone, I was stunned. "I'm sorry for confusing you, Scarlett but you need to make up your mind," I trained my eyes on her, saying, "I'm not a good man. I ruined your dad and althou
SCARLETT'S POV. The moment Luca hugged me, I froze. What the hell? It was so unexpected but so so good. The weight of his body around mine was satisfying, it kind of felt like being enveloped by a giant teddy bear, but just not a soft one—one with hard muscles and a taut stomach. Gosh! Luca Nicholas was hugging me and I was liking it. I shouldn't be liking it, I should push him away and punch his annoying face some more just to see if it could help the way I felt about him. I stood there, with my hands at my sides as Luca pulled me in, as if wanting to hold me as close as possible. And I started to wonder if he was giving me or himself comfort. It felt more like he was giving himself, with the way he was breathing into my neck. The hug lasted for a century before I got to my senses and pulled away rather too harshly, glancing up to see Luca staring at me with an unreadable expression. "Why did you do that?" I asked, frowning but deep down my body was already missing his warmth. T
SCARLETT'S POV.I was freaking out. Luca was staring at me like I was a cold bottle of water in a sunny desert, and I was sure I was doing the same. Maybe even looking more hungry. I couldn't believe it. Too many things had happened in such a short time, I couldn't even put my thoughts together. Could it be possible that Luca was feeling what I was feeling too? Could it? Was that why he'd hugged me back then? No way. Luca, still with the heated look in his eyes leaned down and gently pulled a wet strand of hair from my eyes and lifted the corner of his lips slightly when I squirmed.Like squirmed like an idiot. Oh God. Just kill me now. "I have a feeling that you want me, little girl," he said, his tone light an playful. Very unusual. "I ... I ... What? No, I don't want you," I stuttered like a fool and then bit my tongue in frustration. Ugh. He always succeeded in making me look so stupid. Luca chuckled shortly and then released my hair to cradle my cheek. The rain was falling
SCARLETT'S POV. As expected, the ride to the mansion had been long and awkward. Like, super awkward. Luca had been on his face, staring hard at it with all concentration while I just looked out the window, sneaking occasional glances at him whenever he wasn't looking.The driver too had been sneaking glances at me from the mirror, probably trying to understand what was going on. I hadn't missed the way he'd widened his eyes when he saw how drenched Luca had allowed himself get. I couldn't blame him, if I were him then I'd be curious too.I had no idea I'd fallen into sleep until I felt a light pat on my shoulder and opened my eyes to see that the car was parked in the familiar garage of the mansion. We'd reached finally, but wait ... I looked up at the hand that had woken me up and it was the driver's. Luca had gone in without me, not even bothering to wake me up? What did you expect him to do, carry you bridal style into your bedroom? My brain asked me and I realised that I was be
LUCAS'S POV.The moment I got into my bedroom and turned on the lights, I crashed onto the bed, heaving a loud sigh. God, I was tired. Tired and confused.What had happened back there with Scarlett? I'd been so very close to kissing her, and if I hadn't thought about the fact that she still in fact entertaining her boyfriend, and it was just only a physical attraction, I was sure I was going to ravage her right there. I was such a fool. That was such a big mistake. I shouldn't have allowed my lust for her to overpower me so much. I should've controlled myself, should've resisted the temptation of touching her. But of course my body never listened, in fact it had made it so very obvious how much it wanted her. First the hug and then the almost kiss? God, I was so embarassed of myself. As I lay there under the light of the chandelier, my mind transported me back to that road and I felt my whole body heating up. Scarlett's dress had been so damn gorgeous under the faint moonlight and
LUCA'S POV. Scarlett was looking at me with a mix of surprise and confusion and I just stood, unmoving, not knowing what to say to her. We both stared for hours in my head, eyes fixed on each other with intensity. I knew what I was feeling as I stared at her, but I wasn't quite sure what the intense look in her eyes meant."What are you doing here?" She asked, voice sharp and void of any friendliness. Hmm. I guess she was choosing to return back to our usual ways. That was a good choice. I needed her to put in the effort to stop the attraction between us because I wasn't very sure my efforts were going to be enough going forward. "This is my house and my gym," I said, walking further into the room. "I can be here whenever I want." She rolled her eyes and wiped the sweat that had formed on her forehead and neck with a towel and an image of me and her tangled together under the sheets all sweaty and exhausted flashed in my head, and my throat went dry. Stop it now, brain. Please ju
SCARLETT'S POV.ONE WEEK LATER. Time had flown by so fast, and before I knew it I was back to school. Asides the fact that, the end of the break meant that I had to sit up and start studying extra hard, so I could keep up with my good grades, it also meant that I was rarely or not going to be seeing Luca at all. I wasn't excited about all the studying that I had to do, but I was satisfied with the fact that I was going to be at school again, breathing fresh air and chatting with Abby and the rest. "Girl, this is crazy," Abby shook her head, face going between confused and amused as she processed everything I'd just related to her about my two weeks with Luca. "Yeah, it is. I can't even lie," I concurred. "And you know the worst part is that I have a strong feeling that this is all a part of Luca's revenge plan. He just wants to mess with my head and humiliate me. Confuse the hell out of me for the fun of it."Abby pursed her lips. "I can understand with you, girl. Even I am hella c