Luke Evans Relationship Novels & Stories

Jordan had typed that Thursday night. Evan’s responses were eye-opening, to say the least. He’d told Jordan he loved ‘Melissa’, that he wanted to be with her, that he’d tried to give her up and couldn’t. Jordan’s last entry in the thread was on that Friday morning, Karli noticed, and it read You said you stopped. You obviously lied. Karli doesn’t deserve this, Evan. Either you tell her – or I will. She set the phone down and stared blindly into space, her heartbeat sounding in her ears, her hands beginning to shake with rage.

Emily was throwing a tantrum. Before Lucas could react, I walked straight over to her and flashed a bright smile at everyone in the room. "Everyone, allow me to introduce Lucas' girlfriend, Emily Lane!" Lucas and Emily both froze in shock. "Is that true?" Charles asked, eyeing the three of us skeptically. Lucas shot me a death glare before stepping forward and taking Emily's hand. "Jessica is telling the truth. Emily and I have been together for years. Things are great between us. We're actually planning to get married soon." With that, he leaned down and gave Emily a gentle kiss on the lips.

he said. I shook his hand firmly with a fake smile. “Lucy White.” “Your mother didn't tell me that you're a Pediatrician at Pacify Hospital,” he said, glancing at my mother. “Even though Luke works there too.” Luke? Like the name of the man I slept with last night. But I know it's just a coincidence because the name Luke doesn't just belong to one person. There are probably other doctor with the same name at Pacify Hospital. “Luke, come here, meet your mother and sister.”

It’s admirable how Evan managed to do so. My father is the kindest person in the world, but never dare get on Nicholas Reed’s bad side, or you’ll know the meaning of pain. Evan and I made breakfast together, just like we used to do in Barbados. “Where have you been these last seven months?” I asked when we’re lounging on the couch. He rests his head on my lap, my fingers playing with his soft locks while he taps on his phone. A romantic movie playing on his laptop, the title long forgotten by my brain in its state of delight. I don’t mind where we are or what we do, being with him is enough for me.

"When are you going to leave that plain, dull wife of yours? You promised me once you got your dad’s shares, you’d end things with her. I don’t want to be your mistress forever—not when I’m the one you’ve loved from the start." From the start? My heart stopped. Did that mean they’d been together before Lucas and I even married? "I can’t file for annulment yet. Yeah, Dad gave me his shares, but they’re nothing compared to what Uncle Noah holds. I need to get his stake first, then I’ll dump Lucia. Just be patient—once all of Uncle Noah’s shares are mine, I’ll get rid of her immediately." Lucas’s voice was tender—the same way he’d spoken to me in our early days together.

I look up and bile rises up in my throat, my hands tremble but I am glued to my sit. "Dad got caught up with something else, so I'm here in his place." he says sitting. For a half of the meeting, he keeps eyeing me and I torture my ownself by sitting at this table when I really want to run away like I always do my. "Who's the chick Luca, you didn't introduce her." Jeremy suddenly interrupts and I feel Luca tense beside me. "This is uh- Hannah, my personal assistant." he sits up straight. "Hannah? As in Hannah fucking Evans? I knew she looked familiar." He points out excitedly.

I said, looking at her gauging her reaction but she stayed calm and composed. " Human or not, she is my father's mate and I accepted her. I am asking to move on. Maybe someday you will find your mate and you will know the feeling," I said, unfolding my arms. " I know, Luke. And I don't blame you for finding your fated mate. She is a sweet girl and I like her," he said, coming closer to me till our breath mingles. In the past we hooked up a couple of times but I don't have any feelings or attachment for Evelyn. And since I found Scarlett, all I want to do is be with her. She rubbed my arms soothingly and gave me a small sad smile.