“Go back to your sick life, Lucas. I want nothing to do with it.” She turns and walks out. Her ass moves so rhythmically in that dress, I wonder when I can get a taste.
The addiction never left.
It was on a hiatus.
Chapter Twelve
Chanel
He gets on every last nerve I have left. Walking out and away from him, I spot Farris still talking and not even noticing I’d left. I move up beside him and stay quiet as he talks. Only when he’s finished does he turn around to find me. His hand pulls me into him, and the ladies he was talking to look down at me. I knew when I landed Farris, he was a catch—good-looking, a doctor, a bachelor. We’ve been together for over a year, and I still haven’t introduced him to my brother. Brody doesn’t even know I’m engaged to him, and Farris doesn’t ask about family. He was raised by a normal couple, who only had one child and put everything they could into him.
Farris, the golden child.
I’m pretty sure his parents don’t even like me.
Once, I overheard his mother say he should have married another doctor.
I am super proud of how far I’ve come, even if Farris doesn’t know about my past.
I’m actually afraid to admit that time in my life to him.
Why would someone like him want to be with someone who sold herself to put food on the table? Farris would never have had a problem with putting food on anyone’s table. His family is wealthy.
“My apologies,” Farris says after bumping into someone.
When I look up, Lucas is standing in front of us.
“Taken,” Lucas says at Farris’s words.
“I get distracted with this one’s beauty and don’t watch where I’m going.”
Lucas’s wood-colored eyes find mine. “She is the most beautiful.”
I look to Farris to see him smiling, clearly agreeing, and not even caring that someone is calling me beautiful.
“That she is,” Farris agrees. “I’m Farris.” Farris offers his hand. At first, I think Lucas won’t take it, but he holds out his hand and finally shakes it.
“Lucas.” He nods, then drops his hand from Farris’s. “Actually, we’ve hired out the VIP area tonight. You should join us. My cousin is the owner.”
“Oh, no, we couldn’t,” Farris says. But I hear hesitation in his voice. Is he considering it? And why? He doesn’t know Lucas from a bar of soap, but one thing I do know is that Farris likes power.
“We can’t, we have plans,” I manage to say.
“You sure? It’s going to be an eventful evening,” Lucas replies, looking straight at me.
Farris turns to me and raises a brow. “What do you say? Take on the town?”
I place my hand on his chest. “I’m awfully tired, and I figured we were just going to go back to the room to have some fun.”
Farris looks back to Lucas.
Fear bubbles up in me.
Could Farris work out who Lucas is to me, or should I say, was to me? How would he feel about that? That I was involved with someone like him. I chew the inside of my cheek as I wait for Farris to answer.
“Thanks again for the offer, but the lady has spoken. Nice to meet you, Lucas.” I turn and pull Farris away, but I hear over my shoulder, “Mia per sempre,” and glance back to see that evil glint in Lucas’s eye.
Lucas Rossi is back.