Inside the dimly lit tattoo parlor, Emily gazed at Luke's portrait on the tattoo man's arm, her curiosity piqued. "Does Luke hate women?" she asked, her voice soft.

The tattoo man shook his head, "No." He sighed, his expression somber.

Emily's eyes narrowed. "Why doesn't he have any female friends, then?"

The tattoo man's gaze dropped, his voice low. "Luke was brought up under a strict father. He didn't have time for girls; his focus was on studies and his father's company, ...