SCARLETT'S POV. When we were all settled in the hall and Luca and I had found a booth at the centre of the room to sit, the chatter in the room died down slowly and the stage in front of us came to life. The words, "welcome to the first edition of the couples tech conference 2023," lighted up the screen and applause and excitement erupted from behind us, making me to go along with them."You can stop clapping now," Luca leaned down and whispered into my ear when it turned out that I was the only one left in the room who was still clapping.Shit, I hated when that happened. I shot him a sheepish smile before bowing my head in embarassment as a man dressed in a smart coffee brown suit mounted the stage. The man shot everyone a bright tooth grin before he typed on a tablet in his hands which projected a bright image of a collage of couples smiling in a photo."Welcome everyone to the first edition of this beautiful programme," he said into the microphone. "We're so excited to finally

LUCA'S POV.I was being a fucking idiot. A big fucking idiot. Scarlett Damien had been messing with my mind for days now, making me burn with want for her while she innocently acted like she had no idea what she was doing to me. Where the hell was all this coming from? I had no freaking idea. For some reason my fucked up mind had decided to forget that she was literally the daughter of my enemy and I had no reason in this world to be attracted to her. I hated myself. I'd hated myself for a long time now, but Scarlett had only started to make me hate myself even more. What were Mum and Dad going to think about me if they could see me right now? What was Isabella going to think?That I was fantasising about the daughter of the man who ruined her life. Oh God, I was such a fool.And that was why I had to stop myself. Especially since the short conversation we'd had about law had reminded me so much about Isabella. The exact words she'd said had been so familiar and painful because I

LUCA'S POV.I was going to go crazy with want for Scarlett, I was certain of it. Even after the mindless hook up I'd had with that random woman, all I'd been able to think about was her and her scent, her dark long hair, her green eyes that held so many secrets I suddenly wanted to know, everything about her was driving me care at this point. When I'd gotten back to the hotel room after the encounter with Penelope Cruz, I'd been so pissed with myself as her, that I hadn't even given her a second glance or a word before I just went straight to bed. It was when I woke up the next morning and caught sight of her holding onto the blankets as she lay with her neck craned weirdly on the floor, that the guilt started to eat so deep into me that I felt disgusted and frustrated with myself.I couldn't mistake what I was feeling at that point for anything else, I'd been feeling guilty. Extremely guilty. Something I had eliminated from my life a long time ago since what had happened with my da

LUCA'S POV.I felt like the biggest fool on the planet after what I'd just witnessed. To think I'd been so busy worrying about how Scarlett would've reacted when she found out about all the horrible things people were saying about her father, while she'd been there in the hotel room having phone sex with her boyfriend. It had to be her boyfriend, Kendall or whatever. I knew I didn't know Scarlett all that well but I was sure that she wasn't souch of a slut to open her breasts up to some random guy.Shit, the sight of those breasts still haunted me. It was like that was the only thing I could think about, obviously asides the fact that I'd just been a big fool earlier and the woman had been technically cheating on me in the hotel room.Oh God. I was supposed to be so furious with her that I couldn't even think about what her body looked like, but that was far from the case with me. It was like that sight had just set the last bit of control I had on fire, and now all I could think abo

SCARLETT'S POV.I needed to speak with Luca immediately, like ASAP. I didn't want to believe all the crazy things that Penelope had been going on about earlier, but I couldn't help but wonder where the hell all that nonsense was coming from? How dare she call my dad all sorts of names? And then she'd said he was violent? What the hell? I'd only known my dad to be a saint since I'd been a child. He could never hurt a fly and he was the kindest man I knew so where the hell was she getting all that information from? And did that mean that that was what everyone was saying about him?Was everyone thinking the same thing about my dad? Heck, were we some kind of public enemies right now? And what the fuck did that bitch mean by telling me to ask Luca.Oh God, I was so furious. I had no idea what to think at the moment, with everything flying over my head and getting me pissed. What the hell did I actually know? Was everyone just lying to me and playing a sick joke with my life? I had no