Not one word of concern had come his way.
Instead, he'd accused her of being unable to manage the household, saying she should have warned him in advance. Now the money was all gone.
He'd held it against her for the longest time. It was ages before he finally apologized, claiming he'd been too embarrassed.
He'd felt like an incompetent man who couldn't even feed his own girlfriend. And that was that.
But looking back, his apology had only been to soothe his own wounded pride.
There'd been no real care for her at all.
Yet every little thing Julia did made Gilbert's heart ache. That was the difference between being loved and being ignored.
Lucas brushed her cheek with his long, defined fingers, and in his eyes, Sherry saw genuine concern.
It was as if he could see all her sorrow and helplessness without her saying a word.
He pulled her close. The size difference between them was stark, and in his arms, she felt utterly safe.
His hands rested gently on her head. "Do you remember what I keep telling you? Don't forget it."
Sherry did remember. Lucas never wasted words, especially not repeating the same thing over and over.
He pinched her cheek softly, his touch tender.
Water dripped from his hair, lending him a dangerous, irresistible air—not the cold superiority of a businessman, but the unyielding dominance of a man who took what he wanted.
Then he kissed her, leaving no room for refusal.
His deep eyes were sharp and hypnotic. The atmosphere between them shifted from quiet to smoldering. His crimson lips made him look like a vampire prince, dangerously charming.
If he wanted to drink blood, countless people would line up to offer theirs, even willing to die for him.
Sherry could barely believe this was the same Lucas she knew. He was impossible to resist.
His eyes were stunning, pulling her in. Even as part of her knew this was wrong, she couldn't stop—until a knock sounded at the door.
Sherry snapped back to her senses. She'd been completely spellbound by him, unable to fight back, completely seduced.
Before she could stand, he pulled her back down, letting out a low, husky groan.

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