LUCA'S POV.

My jaw ticked, my eyes not wavering off her as she made her way down the stairs, walking elegantly in the blue, silky, lace, slitted gown I got for her… It had an opening at the back; the fabric had clung perfectly to her curves complimenting every part of her body.

Her hair, ran carelessly over her shoulder in a hat, made her more sexy and defiant she looked dangerous; I loved it.

She knew how to cause a scene, too bad she'll be making it with me.

“Enjoying the ...