The Love From Vengeance (Ariel and Luke) novel Chapter 71

71: THE PASSION

ARIEL’S POV

My heart pounded in my chest as Luke forcefully dragged me into his room. I stumbled that very moment, the room was kind of dark.

Luke’s grip was firm, and his determination for whatever he wanted to do, was evident in his eyes. He had an intense gaze, one that made me feel both captivated and apprehensive.

My eyes darted around, as I was still trying to understand what the hell was going on around here. I tried to put an end to Luke’s grip, but the more I resisted, the tighter his hold became.

Luke, still holding me, and sensing my resistance, spoke in a low, gentle voice, “What’s wrong Ariel? Why are you doing this?”

“Doing what?” I asked him, still trying to get his hands off me.

“You are my wife, aren’t you?” He queried, but I refused to give him an answer. “There’s no need to be afraid. I’m not going to hurt you. I won’t bring the pain like I did to you those years.

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Immediately, I stopped struggling, my eyes meeting Luke’s. There was something in his that softened my defenses. And the words he just uttered changed my actions at the moment. Luke’s grip loosened slightly, and he slowly moved closer to me. “I know you’re trying to resist. And I know I’ve done a lot of wrong in the past. But you just need to let go. Free your mind, and be lost in the passion.” His voice was calm, as the type that was soothing.

I couldn’t say anything, I was just gazing at him, hypnotized at the moment, I’d say.

Luke reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. His touch sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn’t help but lean into his caress. The room seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of us in this moment.

Without breaking eye contact, Luke slowly leaned in, closing the distance between us. Staring at each other, with our breaths mingling, I could sense the connection materializing.

Our lips finally met in a tender, passionate kiss, unfolding a lot of things. The kiss was gentle, soft, and I wanted to break it off, but I couldn’t. His lips were soft as hell, and tasty. It was like a combination of different mouthwatering flavors.

As our lips remained locked in a passionate embrace, I could sense Luke’s hands exploring my body with tender caresses. His lips moved expertly against mine, sending shivers of pleasure through my entire being.

With each gentle suck on my tongue, the intensity of our kiss grew, making the moment even more enchanting. I find it quite unbelievable that I never wanted this moment to end, as I was lost in the overwhelming sensation of being with him.

It was absurd, I know. But his lips were just so bewitching. He had me trapped in his baronial charm.

Our kiss became wild, the passion between us ignited, and it was like we couldn’t get enough. Luke’s hands were exploring every inch of my body, leaving a trail of electricity wherever they touched.