Dumping My Ex to Flash Marry the Untouchable CEO novel Chapter 3

Megan had always found her cousin a little intimidating.

The moment she got into the car, she stayed quiet, not daring to say a word.

Inside the vehicle, the silence felt oddly heavy.

Aurora’s gaze drifted to the leather-wrapped rosary bracelet around Lucas’ wrist.

There was something familiar about it, but with the alcohol clouding her mind, she couldn’t quite place it.

Still, a hazy memory surfaced as she recalled the first time she had ever met him.

Years had passed, yet he remained just as striking, his presence just as commanding.

Megan’s house was close by.

After dropping her off, Lucas continued driving, now heading to Aurora’s hotel.

With just the two of them left in the car, his voice suddenly broke the silence, casual yet unreadable.

“Planning to stay in Ravenshore?”

“Yeah.”

Aurora hesitated for a moment before nodding.

They weren’t particularly close, so after that brief exchange, the silence quickly returned.

The air conditioning was on full blast, and before she knew it, sleep crept up on her.

She had no idea how much time had passed when a deep voice pulled her back to consciousness.

“Aurora, wake up.”

She opened her eyes and found herself staring directly into his dark, penetrating gaze.

For a brief moment, she felt disoriented.

“Lucas?”

Her voice was slow, still laced with sleep.

The car door was open now, and he had leaned in, his tall frame filling the space between them.

His face, impossibly striking, was suddenly too close.

He lowered his gaze, his features sharp and cold, yet effortlessly elegant.

The crisp scent of cedar clung to him, fresh and cool, wrapping around her senses.

For a second, the image of him overlapped with the memory of the boy who once left her breathless—the one she had never quite been able to forget.

Aurora’s red lips curved into a lazy smile. “You’re ridiculously good-looking.”

The alcohol swirled through her veins as she blinked up at him, her eyes hazy.

Then, without warning, she reached out, looping her arms around his neck.

“Want to sleep with me?”

Her voice dragged at the end, slow and languid, dripping with temptation.

Lucas froze for a moment.

Then, with a composed expression, he reached up, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

“You’re drunk,” he said evenly.

She felt the soft graze of his fingers and let out a quiet hum, but she wasn’t about to let him off so easily.

“No, I’m not.”

She was more than tipsy, her mind swirling with flashes of Joseph, the past few years, and the weight of her family’s expectations.

She was always rebellious and defiant.

Yet for Joseph, she pretended to be someone she wasn’t.

For a bet, she had willingly let herself be caged.