SCARLETT'S POV. "Thank you so much for everything, Sasha," I smiled at her, while grabbing the hand of car door. "I can't imagine how this day would have been without you."Sasha smiled, waving it off and grabbing tighter to her small black jacket. "oh, it's nothing at all. I had fun with you today as well, and I hope we can still keep in touch after this.""Oh sure, you have my number and I have yours," I said, glancing back at the hall to see if Luca was done talking with the group of men who'd called on him just as we were about to leave. I didn't want to stand there for another minute because the whole place was suffocating, but I couldn't complain when I couldn't bare to so much as face Luca, talkless of sitting in a car with him for a long drive all the way to the airport.I wanted him to keep talking to them for as long as possible, but of course nothing could ever go the way I wanted it to go. And Luca shook the hands of all the men before he turned around and started walking

SCARLETT'S POV.The sound of a large crash and the force of my head swinging forward and then sideways dangerously close to the car window had me jutting awake with a racing heart.What the hell? I looked up at the window and saw that we'd crashed into a huge tree in the middle of nowhere. It was pitch dark except for the faint light coming from the vehicle. Oh shit. I'd warned Luca about this. I'd told him that it was very dangerous to drive in a place like this at the dead of the night and he hadn't listened. Now we had had an accident. "What happened? How did ... Why?" I asked, bewildered and still clutching my chest, breathing heavily. Luca looked disheveled too. His eyes were wide and if I could see clearly, his cheeks were kind of pink(why though?) While he breathed heavily just like me. "A deer... A deer ran out from the bushes and I lost control," his voice was tight, somehow sounding like he was embarassed and feeling guilty. But I wasn't sure if I was reading that right

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

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. 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