"Luca, what are you doing here?"
Emily furrowed her brows, eyeing the tall, handsome man in a tailored Italian suit standing before her.
"Hello, Uncle Patrick." Luca approached Patrick with a respectful nod, then turned to Emily with a warm smile. "Emily, it's been a few days, and you're looking more beautiful than ever!"
"Who said you could call me that?"
Emily replied, clearly displeased.
The Luca family ran a pawnshop, not exactly dealing in antiques, but close enough to be considered part of the antique world. Despite his persistent pursuit, Emily had zero interest in him.
"You're my future wife, so why can't I call you that?" Luca teased, raising an eyebrow at Emily.
"Nonsense! Who says I'm your future wife?" Emily's face clouded over instantly. "Watch your words."
She turned
