CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR

“Sir! Oh my goodness what happened to you?”

It was Enya, Luca's secretary. She noticed the bandages on his hands as he opened the door to his office

“It was a domestic accident, no big deal”

Enya didn't sound convinced

She pushed her glasses to the bridge of her nose

“With all due respect sir you shouldn't be here right now. If you were injured —”

“I'm sure I can manage just fine, send me the files you said needed my attention”

“Yes Sir”

“There's one more thing” Enya said

“Well what is it?”

“I finished all my work yesterday, is it okay if I take the rest of the day off?”

Enya never really took days off, and she worked really hard

“Knock yourself out”

Luca opened his laptop and began to work. His fingers clicked the buttons like he didn't feel the pain

But he couldn't focus on anything he was doing. Sharon was the only thing on his mind. Why the hell was he even thinking about her?

What did she do to him?

He was so immersed in his thoughts that he didn't realise when someone entered.

He didn't look up, but was brought to consciousness by the sound of her heels, clicking on the floor as she walked.

One whiff of her perfume was enough to tell him exactly who it was

“I don't want you here Sandra”

Luca's face was still down. He could already imagine the disappointment on her face

Sandra took out a napkin from her purse, like she expected him to say something that would make her cry

“I've missed you Luca”

She said in a low seductive voice

She let her hand wander to his desk and hold his

“You don't have time for me anymore”

“That's because I'm married Sandra, I made that clear to you”

He pulled his hand away from her

“But it's an arranged marriage, you don't like each other

That's should be an even bigger reason why you would want me by your side”

Luca raised his head to look at her. Only then was he able to serve at she was wearing

It was a short red dress with a split by the side

Her long legs were visibly beautiful, but Luca could care less

“What the fuck did you just say Sandra?”

“What—”

Luca stood up and walked to her. She was taller than Sharon, but Luca still towered over here

“You feel that you have the right to walk into my office dressed like a slut because I'm in an arranged marriage?

Have some fucking self respect!”

His cold gaze intensified, and Sandra turned to avoid his eyes

“Do you like her Luca? Is that why you're pushing me away?

Luca chuckled

“Maybe I'm just tired of you”

Relief washed through Sandra as he turned to sit back down

Get the fuck out of my office

Sandra finally had the opportunity to use the napkin, because the tears fell

As she turned to leave, she heard Lucas voice behind her

“And Sandra, never speak about my wife again —”

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“I'm a bad person, I'm a really bad person”

Claire said as she drove back to Donald's suite

She recorded everything Mrs Gray said, every last bit. It made her feel bad, but she was doing it for love.

She had texted Donald immediately she left the Gray family mansion, but he told her he had business so he wouldn't be home

Then he told her to send the recording

Just like that!

Usually when Claire did stupid things for him, he told her he loved her, he spoiled her. But it seemed as if she was losing her importance all of a sudden

She re-read his text

Send me the recording quickly, I'm really busy now so I won't be back early

And just like that, she sent it

Like it was random message, that was someone's heartfelt confession!

She sat down on the couch as she entered the suite and thought about everything

Donald was sweet, he really was. But she was beginning to think he was with her because of what he was getting from her

Worse, she had no idea what he wanted to use the information for. It didn't make any sense

But love wasn't supposed to make sense either

Claire's stomach rumbled

But she didn't feel like ordering pizza or eating at the hotel.

If Donald was around, he would probably have taken her out

And she knew just the place.

Claire went into the bathroom, took a quick shower, fixed her makeup and drove her car to a restaurant

The exact restaurant her and Donald usually ate at.

It made her feel closer to him in a weird way.

As she drove, she had a strange feeling, but she shrugged it off

She approached the parking lot if the restaurant, and she saw a familiar car

She didn't need glasses to see that it was Donald's car

“Nah, I'm sure tons of guys drive that same car”

There was no way Donald would like to her. He said he was busy at work, so he couldn't be there

If he was then maybe he just organised dinner for his subordinates

As she stepped into the restaurant, her eyes caught sight of the VIP section

Donald was a lavish spender, and they always ate at the VIP section

There was a couple seated there, laughing. The man held her hand from across the table,candy was slowly dragging her to himself

It looked like they were about to kiss

But

The man's hair looked too familiar

And he sounded like someone she knew

It wasn't her mind playing tricks on her, it was real, and she didn't want to believe any part of it

Then he turned his face just a little, and she saw the little scar on his neck

The one she had traced with her fingers over and over again, the one she had kissed several times

There was no denying it anymore

It was Donald—