Twins in Her Womb (Bianca and Luke Crawford novel) novel Chapter 640

Security was tight in the double-storied mansion. Men in black were stationed every few feet apart.

Ray was waiting for Luke in the first-floor foyer of the mansion.

Luke had expected that the cruel and merciless Ray was a stern old man or a violent middle-aged man, but he was surprised to find out that Ray was quite young.

Ray was tall and well-built like most Russian men, but he had a warm and gentle smile on his face.

Luke found it hard to associate a gentleman like that with the feared Mafia boss in the rumors.

While Luke sized up Ray, Ray was also silently observing Luke.

The man who had expanded his business across the continents had outstanding looks. He might be a mere businessman, but he carried the bearing of a noble. It was impressive that he remained calm despite the perilous surroundings.

The two men sat down opposite each other in the foyer. The atmosphere was stifling.

Ray took out a cigar and handed it to Luke. "You've come a long way, Mr. Crawford, so I'll keep this short. Your good friend slept with my only elder sister Vivian, and now he doesn't want to take responsibility. I would have chopped him up and fed him to the dogs, but my sister insists on marrying him, while he would rather die than marry her. I'm giving him two choices. If he marries Vivian, I'll let them go. If he insists on not marrying her, I'll spare his life because you're his good friend, but I'll chop off one of his hands!"

Luke sat calmly on the couch. He blew a smoke ring and nodded.

The rules of the criminal underworld were cruel.

Luke knew that Ray was already being merciful for giving Gordan a second option.

Ray signaled to his subordinate.

Soon, a man was brought to the foyer and tossed on the floor. His body was covered with blood, and his face was heavily bruised and swollen.

Gordan was gravely injured, but he continued to swear at Ray. "Ray, you son of a b*tch, kill me if you dare! I'd rather die than marry that cow of an elder sister of yours!"

However, when Gordan's gaze fell on Luke, he instantly became guilty and sheepish. "Luke…"

He did not expect things to become so serious. He thought that the woman he slept with was an ugly girl without money or influence, but he did not expect that she was Ray's elder sister. He had to trouble Luke to come from afar to save him.

Luke stubbed out his cigar and told Ray, "I'd like to talk to my friend in private."

Ray thought that Luke might convince Gordan to change his mind.

He waved his hand, and the men in black left the foyer in a single file.

Luke glared at Gordan coldly. "So what's your plan? If you marry Vivian, this story will have a happy ending. If you don't, Ray has promised that he will spare your life, but you will lose a hand."

"I won't marry that cow, Luke! Don't you know how ugly she is? Even when I was sleeping with her, my eyes were closed the entire time… Actually, I have a lover back in the country. We've been on and off for almost ten years, and she's several months pregnant with my child. Luke, even if I were to marry, I will only marry her and not this cow…"

Luke's usually gentle gaze turned ice-cold when he heard that.

He sent Gordan flying backward with a kick. Gordan was already injured, and the kick caused him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Luke's leather shoe stomped heavily on Gordan's handsome face while he scolded, "You already have a lover back home, but you flirt with other women elsewhere. I shouldn't have paid for your plastic surgery!"