Luke’s POV
I gave her an evil smile at this moment. Trust me when I say evil smile, it didn’t mean evil. It meant a smile with intent.
Just like a cat smirked at you when you asked if it wanted a bowl of milk. But who doesn’t know that cats love milk?
When she asked if I didn’t mind that she was married, I am a guy. A guy wants to f**k anything in a skirt that comes his way.
“Of course, I know you are a married woman even before I came to help you. And don’t forget that I have met your husband one or two times, so, I don’t mind.”
I saw the way she smiled as my words landed in her ears. This was what she wanted. And she was going to get it like Christ getting his last supper before his death.
Scoff
I pulled out my phone from my pocket and went on Google.
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